Rehash: "I love you." He said so softly that anyone else wouldn't have heard him. But Hermione made out his voice beneath her locks.
"I love you too." She whispered back.
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Chapter six.
The moon spilled through the windowpane and pooled upon the large four poster bed which resided in an elegant room. The crisp red sheets swathed two figures intertwined in their slumber. Hermione's soft brown hair sprawled across the pillow cases as Draco buried his head deep within its warmth.
His dreams consisted of his students writing lines, Victory for Slytherin against Gryffindor in quidditch and, more than anything, Hermione.
Hermione's usually consisted of books, winning the Merlins Outstanding Performance Prize and more than anything, Draco. Although tonight her dreams began the same as they did most every night, they slowly morphed into something different…
Hermione stood at the front of the Transfiguration classroom awaiting the arrival of her next class.
Footsteps sounded behind her and she turned to find a very handsome, familiar man swaggering up the walkway between the rows of desks. He through her a lopsided smile before flicking his wand and sending the door flying shut.
Hermione giggled.
"Draco honey not here." She said slapping his arm away playfully.
He ignored her and brought his lips to her tender neck making her seemingly melt into his body.
"Oh Draco." She gasped out as he bit down gently.
Suddenly her lover stopped and looked up into her eyes with a puzzled look upon his face.
The piercing silver-eyes she was so used to seeing were not there, and instead shining sapphire blue's glinted back warmly.
"I am not Draco, Hermione." He said softly.
Hermione pushed him away and looked around puzzled.
"Where is he?"
The man pulled her back and tilted her head up to stare once again into his warm sapphire orbs.
"What do you want him for anyway?"
"Because I love him, he's my fiancé..."
"No. No he's not Hermione."
Hermione froze. What is he talking about? Yes he is… isn't he?
"He betrayed you Hermione." He said before fixing his eyes on a place behind her.
She spun around to see where he was looking at and there before her was Draco. He had another woman pressed up against the wall. Her silky, ebony hair draping elegantly across her naked curves, as he thrust into her roughly eliciting lust filled moans.
"Draco NO!" Hermione screamed as she began to back away towards the door. Draco seemed unfazed as he continuously thrust into the woman, the chalkboard in which they leant against shuddering. His breaths became ragged as he growled and she began to cry out his name.
Hermione let out a cry and turned and fled. She ripped the door open and appeared in blackness. Soon the image of a cold, dank chamberresolved before her as she stepped in trembling. She traced the walls with her eyes before she came upon yet another horror.
Harry Potter's body hung limp on the wall by chains.
"Harry!" She cried as she ran towards him, yet it seemed that as hard as she tried to reach him the chamber seemed to grow in length with every step, dragging Harry further and further out of her grasp.
She watched as Draco strolled passed her, wand in hand towards him, overtaking the struggling Hermione as she fell to her hands and needs, clawing at the chamber floor in a desperate attempt to move forwards.
Draco stopped before Harry and turned towards Hermione. His infamous smirk was plastered upon his face and his eyes seemed to grow dark and dangerous as he stood there clutching his wand till his knuckles went white.
"Please, Draco why are you doing this?" She pleaded.
"I used you Granger. You are nothing to me. You never were, and you never will be." He spat.
He turned towards the boy-who-lived-only to die at the hand of Malfoy and thrust his wand up beneath his chin.
"Avarda Kedavra!" He hissed and a burst of green light shot through Harry. He seemed to come alive with the strength of the spell only to fall limp once again, all breath of life sucked from within.
Hermione tried to scream but found herself rendered hoarse.
Draco strided across the room and stopped before her. She looked up at him. Her eyes armed with a sinister glare.
"He was right, I betrayed you." He said coldly.
Hermione tried to let out a choked cry yet no sound came out, yet her body gave an almighty heave.
"Mudblood." He hissed and spat upon her.
All of a sudden Hermione's restraints seemed to fall away as her voice broke through with an angsty cry. She was propelled forward and latched herself onto Draco who's eyes seemed to bulge with fright.
Hermione wrapped her hands tightly around his neck and squeezed tightly.
"Her-mi-mione.." He whispered out as he struggled to remove her stronghold.
His face began to grow blue from lack of oxygen as Hermione bore down upon him sending him crumpling to the ground.
"Yes that's it. Twist it, send him to hell Hermione. Just a bit more. A bit tighter." Hissed a voice from over Hermione's shoulder. Without loosening her grip Hermione swivelled around to find the woman with Ebony black hair standing behind her eyes wide with eagerness.
Realization dawned on Hermione and when she looked back at Draco she found herself upon her bed in her quarters with an unconscious Draco limp beneath her grasp.
Hermione screamed and scrambled backwards. She looked over her shoulder and found no woman, no chamber, no Harry… only her teachers quarters.
Gasping for air Hermione turned back to Draco who lay unconscious and breathless before her.
"No," She breathed out.
"No!" She plunged forward and leant over his lifeless body. His bare chest was unmoving and Hermione pulled his body into her arms.
"Draco, Draco please wake-up!" She said desperately. Tears began to roll down her cheeks as the full extent of the situation dawned on her.
"Help!" She screamed. "Somebody help!"
"Breathe Draco please breathe." She whispered as she stroked his silvery-blonde hair.
The door burst open and a man with windswept black hair burst through wrapped in a black fluffy nightgown.
He looked at the scene before him.
"Miss Granger?" He said in a panic.
Her eyes darted towards the man and locked upon his warm, sapphire blue orbs.
"Artemis! Help! Please help me, I'm so sorry, I didn't know I was doing it I swear." She choked out amongst her tears as she rocked Draco's body.
"Oh Merlin." He breathed and raced towards the bed.
Hermione let go of Draco and began to ease back away from him, crawling up into a ball at the foot of the bed and sobbing. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." She said softly.
Artemis worked quickly, muttering healing spellson his collapsed windpipe.
"What on earth!" Came a high shriek as Professor McGonagall came hurriedly into the room.
"Minerva get Madame Pomphrey down here!" Artemis shouted over his shoulder.
She looked at the distraught Hermione at the foot of the bed and gave a shaky nod before sending out a patronus to Madame Pomphrey. A silver cat bounded from the tip of her wand and fled out of the room.
"Hermione dear what happened." She said as she knelt down beside the bed before casting a worried glance at the still blue Draco.
"I-I- I don't know!" She choked out.
"I w-was h-having this dream an-and D-Draco k-killed H-Harry and I-I." She let out another heavy sob.
"There w-was a w-woman m-making me do i-it. Urg-ging m-me to k-kill D-Draco." Hermione managed before breaking down entirely. Due to this she missed when Artemis suddenly froze and his breath hitched.
Madame Pomphrey came bustling into the room in a nightgown. A leather bag beneath her arm and wand in hand.
"Out of the way, out of the way." She yelled.
Artemis stepped back relieved and Minerva led Hermione to a chair in the corner of the room.
"It's my f-fault." She sobbed.
"Sshh dear it's not your fault." Minerva hushed and she stroked her back soothingly.
Artemis stood anxiously near the door.
The room was silent apart from Hermione's sobs and Poppy's mumbling of healing spells and babble of potions under her breath.
All of a sudden Draco gave an almighty gasp for air as his eyes shot open.
Madame Pomphrey withstrained him and soothed him as he attempted to intake enough air without hyperventilating. She handed him one last potion which he down in one and he began to return to normal colour, although slightly paler.
"H-Herm-mione." He gasped out, still a little short on breath.
Madame Pomphrey moved aside, giving him view of the brown haired witch who sat shaking in a chair with Professor McGonagall.
"Oh thank goodness you're alright Draco." Minerva gushed as she sped to his bedside.
Artemis gave one last sideways glance at Hermione before silently leaving the room.
"What happened?" Asked Poppy.
Draco didn't answer, he simply attempted to get out of the bed.
"H-Herm-mione." He said again, his voice gravelly.
"No get back in the bed!" Poppy tried but he pushed her off and went shakily yet quickly to Hermione, collapsing at the foot of her chair. She kept her head hung low as tears racked her body continuously.
"Are you okay? Hermione?" He asked and attempted to catch a glimpse of her face beneath her hair which shielded her tears.
"I'm sorry." She blubbered out.
"Oh Hermione." He breathed out and pulled her into his arms.
She collapsed on the ground in his arms and wept louder.
"How could you forgive me?" She blubbered out.
"Because I love you and I know you didn't mean to honey."
"I didn't! I didn't mean to I didn't know, I thought you killed him I thought you screwed her I didn't." She gasped out.
"Shh it's okay just calm down and tell me what happened." He said soothingly.
They both sat cradling each other on the floor.
"Mr Malfoy I would prefer it if you would please get back on the.."
"Shh." He hissed viciously. Madame Pomphrey let out a grunt.
"Perhaps we should wait in the living room Poppy." Said Minerva before they both made there way out leaving Hermione and Draco alone in the bedroom.
Hermione regained her breath and her tears stopped and she began to retell her dream to Draco. Draco held her comfortingly through the whole thing.
He had awoken to her screams and found he was unable to wake her. He began to stress when all of a sudden she snapped and pounced upon him and wrapped her arms around his neck, still obviously dreaming and he felt so scared. Not for himself but for her. What was she going through right now?
After the story Draco lifted her head and placed a kiss upon her forehead.
"It's okay Hermione. We'll figure it out, there must be some cause."
"But what if I do it again! What if next time you don't start breathing again, what if no-ones around to bring you back to life, what if I don't wake-up next time and I kill someone else too!" She cried out desperately.
"You won't do It again I promise you! There must be some cause and we will fix it and you will be fine. We will be fine." He reassured her.
Hermione nodded and intertwined there fingers.
"I love you. I always will no matter what. I would never do anything like that to you okay? I will never betray you I promise."
"I know you wouldn't." She breathed out, wiping her tears with the back of her free hand.
"I love you too." She said giving him a weak smile which he happily returned.
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Meanwhile…
"I cannot believe you have done this Andromeda! You said you would leave her alone! You said she had nothing to do with it and you would leave her out of it and you wouldn't hurt her! What did you do Andy you almost killed him tonight?"
"Almost! Exactly! That's not good enough!" She screeched. "He is supposed to be dead already. So what I went against your rules."
"This is enough, I can't take it Andromeda. This was a bad idea." He said shaking his head.
"Don't you back out you coward." She hissed dangerously. She began to corner him, her eyes dark with the need for bloodshed.
Artemis kept his gaze on the carpet.
"Don't you BACK OUT ON ME!" She hissed.
"I won't sister." He said unconvincingly.
"She had him pressed up against the wall. Andromeda leant in towards his ear.
"Do not lie to me."
"I'm not, I-I won't back out I promise." He said, sweat dripping from his temple.
Andromeda pushed away.
"Good." And with that she turned and strode out of the room.
Artemis who was still pinned to the wall slid down the floor with his head in his hands.
He had only one thought…
'How can I help them?'
A/N: Okay long chappy I know. But it's your lil easter gift. Double chapters? What more can you ask for. What did you think of this chapter. I wasn't too sure of how it l[payed out but decided to post it anyway and get you opinion.
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Thankyou for reading! Happy easter (and for those who dnt celebrate it you got an extra chapter anyway!)
xoxoxo Lana-Brooke