I don't own the song The Phantom of the Opera song from The Phantom of the Opera Soundtrack, or the song I Never Told You What I do for a Living by My Chemical Romance. Also I don't own any of Harry Potter or any related things, it's all JKR's
Sorry guys that its been almost 10 months. But hey Shit happens. In my case it happens a lot. Hopefuly I will be able to up date faster now.
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Chapter 3 Stunning
As she sat during the beginning of the year feast she let her mind travel back to the summer. That horrid summer of torment and pain.
Flashback
"STOP! PLEASE I BEGG YOU! STOP!! STOPPPP!! Stop….." SLAM! Her body collided with the side of her dresser. A sharp pain stabbed her in the ribs. She then felt him pull her hair and drag her to her bed. He pulled her up into a standing position by her hair and then pushed her onto her bed.
"Please nooooo" she whimpered. "nooooo….sniffles…….noooo... please noooo…."
He was now on top of her pounding her face in for speaking. "Shut…. (punch) …The…. (punch)…Fuck…. (punch)……Up….. (punch)."
She let her eyes roll back and then she passed out.
End
She touched the sides of her stomach remembering the bruises that lay with in her clothing. She remembered how he would slam her into the bed post and her bedroom walls over and over again, whipping her around with her hair like she was just a rag doll, until she could barely keep her eyes from rolling into the back of her head. Then he would throw her onto the bed and take her, slamming into her and with every movement he would shattering her into a million pieces, until she passed out from pain.
She could feel the tears starting to surface. She tried so hard to make them stop and to retreat. 'No not now' she pleaded with her emotions. 'Not where everyone can see'. She had to at least make it to the part where the Headmaster announced her as Head Girl, and then she could make her get away. She quickly but in vain blinked her tears away only for them to reappear.
"Mone are you ok?" Ginny's soft whisper snapped her back to the feast.
"Yeah Gin. I was just thinking about my Granny. She died over the summer." She lied.
"On Mone, I'm sorry. Is that why you didn't owl us at all this summer?"
"Oh yeah I'm sorry I just was so wrapped up I didn't realize." She lied again. In truth her father forbade her from contacting any of her friends for fear that someone would find out.
"It's ok Mone. You should have told us on the train. We were all so worried about you."
Hermione believed that Ginny was worried but as for Harry and Ron that was a different story. The two gits were so wrapped up in their girlfriends that they failed to notice all last year and what few moments they were sharing right now that their best friend Hermione was different, and that something was wrong. Harry and Ginny started to date during the summer before Harry's sixth year, so of course he didn't notice. And Ron started to date Lavender in the middle of their sixth year. Ever since then she has been the fifth wheel.
Once again her thoughts were interrupted by Ginny.
"Mone aren't you going to stand" She gave her an eye and spoke through gritted teeth and a fake smile acting like nothing was wrong about her space out.
"What …." She looked around and everyone was staring at her. The Headmaster must have just announced the Heads cause Draco Malfoy was standing. "Oh yeah." She whispered. She slowly stood and smiled, then slowly sat back down. Since that was over she no longer felt the need to stay.
"Excuse me guys I have important Head duties to attend to." She lied yet again.
Ron and Harry looked up and acted like they just noticed her.
"Oh right Mone have a good time." Ron said then returned to Lavender.
"Night Mone." Harry stated quickly and then returned to Seamus talking about Quidditch.
She exited the Great Hall and walked for a few minuets until she realized she had no clue to where she was going. She didn't know where the Heads compartment was and she was in the opposite direction of the Griffindor tower. She turned around and slowly made her way back to the Great Hall. When she reached the entrance she saw Professor McGonagall standing there.
"Oh Miss. Granger there you are."
"Yes. Were you looking for me?"
"Yes I am here to show you and Mr. Malfoy to your new dormitory." Hermione looked over to a smirking Malfoy and snorted, even thought he knew he was going to have to share a dormitory with a mudblood he still was an ass and was smirking. "Please fallow me."
As they reached their destination she looked up to see a portrait of what appeared to be the lake and the Hogwarts castle in the background. The portrait appeared to be set at night with stars glittering the night sky. The lake caught their reflection and the light shown bright onto the floor.
"This Painting is Special. It knows the people which dwell with in it. If it doesn't recognize you then you won't be let in. How ever once a Head Boy and Head Girl step in the portrait it will let no one in unless they have your permission. This is why you two must be the first ones to enter this painting. To enter you must step into the light and state your name and position." She then gesture for the two to step into the light but then paused for a moment. "I will speak to you two in the morning after Breakfast. Then you two may go about your own business. Take advantage in tomorrow for it will be one of the few days you get off this year. Classes will start regularly on Monday as usual. Good Night."
Hermione then stepped into the light. "Hermione Granger, Head Girl." She felt the light grow stronger and then fade. When she opened her eyes she was inside the common room. She heard Malfoy enter but kept her eyes forward. She saw two sets of staircases in either sides of the common room. Against the far side of the common room there was a small kitchenette. She took the staircase to the right with held a large lion over the archway and walked up to her room.
Her room was like no other she had ever seen. It was gorgeous, with red and gold adorning every inch of it. It was a very large room with a huge four poster bed, with a red silk comforter and red and gold pillows of every size. There stood an enormous Victorian armour in between two sets of doors. Off to the right side under the delicate stain glass window, was a gorgeous desk which looks as if it matched the armour and the bed. She looked over to the double French glass doors and noticed it lead out onto a balcony which over looked the common room and kitchenette. Passed the French doors and armour was the other set of solid French doors which in no doubt lead to her bathroom. She felt in heaven. She walked over to her bed and flopped down on it and immediately felt at home. Hogwarts was the only place that could make her feel that way.
Draco watched the pain-in-his-ass walk up her steps and disappeared out of sight. He then turned and did the same. His room was similar to his room at home, nothing too fancey. It was adorned with sliver and green and had a huge snake like carving in the celing. He walked over to his desk on the left and decided to get out his summer homework to make sure it was done to perfection. Draco looked over to the doors with held the bathroom and decided that a long hot steamy bath would be better, then homework.
He grabbed a large green towel and headed for the bathroom. The bathroom in his mind was the same as the prefect's bathroom just bigger. Bigger tub, two showers instead of one, two vanity sinks instead of one and so on and so forth. It was as if they put two prefect bathrooms side be side and removed the center wall and enlarged the tub.
'At least I don't have to share every thing with that mudblood. I get my own shower and sink'. He sighed in slipped into the bath letting his mind wander.
When his mind was almost at peace it was shatter to oblivion by a wretched noise coming from that thing's room. Very pissed off Draco slid all the way under and then pulled himself out of the tub. He wrapped the towel around his waist, rustled his drenched hair and then headed over to her door. Then he paused for a moment, don't know what possessed him to do so but he did, and he listened to what was going on in the nest room.
"Another knife in my hands Only go so far 'til you bury them Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace Another knife in my hands Only go so far 'til you bury them
A stain that never comes off the sheets
Clean me off
I'm so dirty babe
The kind of dirty where the water never cleans off the clothes
I keep a book of the names and those
So deep and down we go
I did it all so maybe I'd live this every day
A stain that never comes off the sheets
Clean me off
I'm so dirty babe
It ain't the money and it sure as hell ain't just for the fame
It's for the bodies I claim and lose
So deep and down we go "
Draco decided he had heard enough of the song. He then pounded on her door like he was trying to pound the color right out of it. He heard the music turn off and her scurry over to the door. He didn't stop pounding until it was almost ripped off its hinges by Granger.
"What do you want Malfoy?" She looked pissed. 'Good' He though.
"My sanity back you pipsqueak! Now keep that insufferable thing down or I will have a rightful cause to destroy it." Draco snapped.
"Whatever Ferret!" And with that she slammed the door right in his face.
'I guess its homework time' he sighed. 'Damn girl even has to ruin a nice relaxing bath.' With that he left for his room, pouting.
Hermione turned back on her music and walked over to the balcony she sat on the railing letting the music sink in.
In sleep he sang to me, In dreams he came, Sing once again with me, our strange duet, Those who have seen your face, It's me they hear. You're spirit and my voice in one combined. He's there, the Phantom of the Opera . . . In all your fantasies, you always knew that man and mystery . . . ...Were both in you. And in this labyrinth, where night is blind, Sing, my Angel of Music! He's there, the Phantom of the Opera...
That voice which calls to me, And speaks my name.
And do I dream again? For now I find.
The Phantom of the Opera is there-Inside my mind.
My power over you, grows stronger yet.
And though you turn from me, to glance behind.
The Phantom of the Opera is there -inside your mind.
Draw back in fear.
I am the mask you wear.
The Phantom of the Opera is there inside my mind.
Beware the Phantom of the Opera . . .
the Phantom of the Opera is there/here inside your/my mind . . .
She remembered most of the steps to the dance routine and flowed into them as she danced around her balcony to the song. She loved this song. She often wished she was Kristine so she could have encounters with the Phantom of the Opera. She knew it sounded childish, but then again she didn't care, she just kept dancing. Dancing her way to her inner freedom.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD! Are you serious Granger! Really!" Draco had heard a different type of song this time, it was more normal but he was still pissed off because she ignored him when he told her to keep it down. 'I hate being ignored.' He walked over to his balcony and opened the doors. When he stepped out he was fully ready to yell at her, that was until he saw what she was going. She was ….. dancing.
It was so simple yet entrancing. She looked like she belonged in the Russian ballet. He just starred at her not knowing what to do. She was just dancing there in her tinny little white tank top and her little black boy cut underwear. Her figure is so tinny, small and perfect, yet in a odd way frail. Why did she hide it all the time, she looks……. stunning. 'WAIT!!! WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!!! SHUT-UP SHUT-UP SHUT-UP!!! SHE IS MUDBLOOD GRANGER!' When she was done and the song was over, disturbed that it mesmerized him, he just walked back into his room and shut his doors.
'She is mudblood remember that. Nothing but worthless filth.' He scolded himself. 'Just Mudblood'
And with that he went to bed.
YIPPIE Third Chapter is done. I hope you guys like it. I hate those Dramion FF where it is all sad and emotional so I'm trying to have humor in this one too. Well please review I really can't wait to hear what ppl think of my FF. If you have any suggestions please TELL ME!! Thanks!!
P.S. I know the Phantom of the Opera song isn't exactly the same as the movie but it's the closest to the play and I love the play more, soo that's what I put down. Sorry to disappoint some of you.