~A/N~ Well hello again! This chapter may be a bit shorter... Here goes ch.
3! Go me! *AmSam Malfoy
DISCLAIMER: What do I own boys and girls? All together now... NOTHING!
A Little Too Late Chapter 3: There is Always Hope
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"Ginny what is this supposed to mean!?" Hermione shrieked. Ginny stood silently, not finding the right words. Hermione bent down and opened the package. Inside was a large plain looking book. On the first page it said in rushed script "This should explain everything. Read between the lines Hermione."
She furrowed her brows. She breathed hard and fast, her hands shaking.
"Ginny, tell me whats going on." Ginny let out a small sob.
"Hermione... oh God... Hermione. Draco is dead."
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"Ginny, I don't understand. How can he be... No, something else is going on here..." Hermione's voice wavered as she spoke. Ginny shook her head.
"Hermione, this morning... I was in the hospital wing. I... I saw them bring him in. He wasn't conscious. And then Madam Pomfrey took him into a different room beause she didn't want all the students to see him. She whispered to Professor Snape... She said he wasn't going to make it."
"I have to see him! What if something happened? Maybe hes still..." Ginny shook her head once more.
"Hermione... They took him home, with a portkey. Snape took him home." They were both crying quietly. Ginny looked at Hermione's eyes. They looked as if she was dead too. There wasn't any life in her dark brown eyes. None of her usual brightness. She looked so lost.
"I have to see Dumbledore." Hermione finally stated as she got slowly to her feet. She clutched the book Draco had left her tightly. Ginny nodded in acknowledgement as Hermione slowly descended the stairs.
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"My Lord, the plan is in full operation. We have secured the entrance and if all goes well, we should be able to invade by tomorrow." He voice whispered. The man wore black robes that covered his face and his hands quaked in fear. He was bowing before one of the most powerful wizards in the world, and certainly the cruelest.
"Thank you Mister Malfoy. I am so pleased that you have chosen to join our side." Voldemort's voice echoed in the dank candlelit room.
"What other side would I join? My loyalty has always been to you My Lord."
"Of course. And you have chosen the most opportune time to join have you not?"
"My Lord?"
"I mean to say, right before we begin our attack, you conveniently join our side. Thinking we could grant you safety. You were sorely mistaken young Mister Malfoy."
"No, My Lord, you have misinterpreted my motives. I wished to join now, before the battle, so I could show everyone once and for all who my loyalties lie with. So that I would not have to be in fear of Dumbledore. And most of all so I would not be called on to oppose those who I would much rather be fighting with." His voice was calm but strong. Voldemort nodded his head.
"I see. Well tomorrow your loyalties shall be tested won't they." He laughed evilly and Draco bowed his head and left the room.
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"Pumpkin Pasties." Hermione said the password to the Headmaster's Office. She ascended the stairs, knocking softly on the large oaken door.
"Come in." Dumbledore bellowed from within the room. Hermione slowly turned the knob and stepped cautiously inside. "Ah, Miss Granger. How may I help you?"
"Sir... I've heard rumors. Terrible rumors."
"And you came to verify if these rumors are true?" She nodded vigorously, holding back tears at the grave look upon his face. "Perhaps you should share what you know before I share what I know."
Hermione was confused. This was very unusual. Wasn't Dumbledore the one who knew everything? She hesitated. Dumbledore bowed his head, pulling his hands together to rest in front of him. He awaited her speech.
"Professor, forgive me, but I really only came to hear what YOU have to say." He nodded.
"I quite understand Miss Granger. I was hoping however that I would be able to simply confirm your suspicions, not have to break the news to you myself." His eyes twinkled, but with a hint of sadness.
"So it's true. He's really..." Dumbledore nodded.
"I'm afraid so. He left early this morning." Hermione stood up, wiping tears away. She ran to the door, swinging it open. "Miss Granger, just know... there is always hope."
She shook her head. "No, there isn't hope anymore. Goodbye, sir." And with that she ran down the stairs and straight to the lake.
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~A/N~ AH! And calamity ensues! Hope you like, and don't worry. This story will get less confusing and more... well Vickay, you wont be dissapointed. lol. Until next time! *AmSam Malfoy
DISCLAIMER: What do I own boys and girls? All together now... NOTHING!
A Little Too Late Chapter 3: There is Always Hope
****************************************
Last time:
"Ginny what is this supposed to mean!?" Hermione shrieked. Ginny stood silently, not finding the right words. Hermione bent down and opened the package. Inside was a large plain looking book. On the first page it said in rushed script "This should explain everything. Read between the lines Hermione."
She furrowed her brows. She breathed hard and fast, her hands shaking.
"Ginny, tell me whats going on." Ginny let out a small sob.
"Hermione... oh God... Hermione. Draco is dead."
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"Ginny, I don't understand. How can he be... No, something else is going on here..." Hermione's voice wavered as she spoke. Ginny shook her head.
"Hermione, this morning... I was in the hospital wing. I... I saw them bring him in. He wasn't conscious. And then Madam Pomfrey took him into a different room beause she didn't want all the students to see him. She whispered to Professor Snape... She said he wasn't going to make it."
"I have to see him! What if something happened? Maybe hes still..." Ginny shook her head once more.
"Hermione... They took him home, with a portkey. Snape took him home." They were both crying quietly. Ginny looked at Hermione's eyes. They looked as if she was dead too. There wasn't any life in her dark brown eyes. None of her usual brightness. She looked so lost.
"I have to see Dumbledore." Hermione finally stated as she got slowly to her feet. She clutched the book Draco had left her tightly. Ginny nodded in acknowledgement as Hermione slowly descended the stairs.
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"My Lord, the plan is in full operation. We have secured the entrance and if all goes well, we should be able to invade by tomorrow." He voice whispered. The man wore black robes that covered his face and his hands quaked in fear. He was bowing before one of the most powerful wizards in the world, and certainly the cruelest.
"Thank you Mister Malfoy. I am so pleased that you have chosen to join our side." Voldemort's voice echoed in the dank candlelit room.
"What other side would I join? My loyalty has always been to you My Lord."
"Of course. And you have chosen the most opportune time to join have you not?"
"My Lord?"
"I mean to say, right before we begin our attack, you conveniently join our side. Thinking we could grant you safety. You were sorely mistaken young Mister Malfoy."
"No, My Lord, you have misinterpreted my motives. I wished to join now, before the battle, so I could show everyone once and for all who my loyalties lie with. So that I would not have to be in fear of Dumbledore. And most of all so I would not be called on to oppose those who I would much rather be fighting with." His voice was calm but strong. Voldemort nodded his head.
"I see. Well tomorrow your loyalties shall be tested won't they." He laughed evilly and Draco bowed his head and left the room.
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"Pumpkin Pasties." Hermione said the password to the Headmaster's Office. She ascended the stairs, knocking softly on the large oaken door.
"Come in." Dumbledore bellowed from within the room. Hermione slowly turned the knob and stepped cautiously inside. "Ah, Miss Granger. How may I help you?"
"Sir... I've heard rumors. Terrible rumors."
"And you came to verify if these rumors are true?" She nodded vigorously, holding back tears at the grave look upon his face. "Perhaps you should share what you know before I share what I know."
Hermione was confused. This was very unusual. Wasn't Dumbledore the one who knew everything? She hesitated. Dumbledore bowed his head, pulling his hands together to rest in front of him. He awaited her speech.
"Professor, forgive me, but I really only came to hear what YOU have to say." He nodded.
"I quite understand Miss Granger. I was hoping however that I would be able to simply confirm your suspicions, not have to break the news to you myself." His eyes twinkled, but with a hint of sadness.
"So it's true. He's really..." Dumbledore nodded.
"I'm afraid so. He left early this morning." Hermione stood up, wiping tears away. She ran to the door, swinging it open. "Miss Granger, just know... there is always hope."
She shook her head. "No, there isn't hope anymore. Goodbye, sir." And with that she ran down the stairs and straight to the lake.
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~A/N~ AH! And calamity ensues! Hope you like, and don't worry. This story will get less confusing and more... well Vickay, you wont be dissapointed. lol. Until next time! *AmSam Malfoy