(A/N) : oh god, I know that it's been ages since I last updated, and I'm terribly sorry for that.. Now, I think I should carry on with the story..
Draco Malfoy crept quietly through the Slytherin's common room and into the boy's dormitory. He tried his best not to wake any of his sleeping friends, and slowly tip toed himself towards his bed. He didn't even cared to take off his clothes before going to bed, as all that he could think of at that time was a certain innocent girl named Hermione Granger.
He sighed deeply as the images of the know- it- all flashed right through his complicated mind.
It troubled him deeply to think about that bushy haired girl, and he hated it.
All that he could think of was her, his cruel father and his silly request.
His own father...
"why am I doing this?" he said in a low voice as he closed his eyes with regret.
Guilt was hunting him down and weakened him in every way. He's not a murderer and never intended to be one.
He was not like his father.
"she's just a girl." He continued to himself.
"then again," the blond haired said thoughtfully. " who asked her to accept And to even showed up."
"serve her right!" he said, trying to make himself feel better, but all those thing that he said only made him felt a lot worse.
He sighed once more.
"why did you accept it Granger?"
He closed his eyes tightly.
"you didn't even know that you had accepted a friendship that will finally lead to your death."
With that last thought of the chestnut eyes, Draco Malfoy forced himself into a deep, troubled sleep.
Hoping to god that he will never be awaken to see the sunrise of tomorrow.
The first crack of sunlight crept into the girls dormitory with its hundred feet. The chirping of sparrow signalized that a new day had finally begun. Hermione Granger was the very first one to wake up, as she stared out the window and welcoming a new day with a warm, bright smile. Each time that she opened her big beautiful eyes to the morning ray of light and realized that she'd lived through yet another day was a surprised to her.
After the surprise had finally wore off, her heart would start to race and she would felt anxious to live for another new day. These kind of things happened to her often these last few days.
Life at Hogwarts was as hectic as it could get especially when they got NEWTS coming their way. The students were strolling down the corridors and were trying to get to their classes. As Hermione sat alone at one corner, she tried her best to fill her head with everything that was going on. She wanted to keep her sweet memories at the prestigious school safe and sound, and never wanted to forget.
Never in a million years would she allow herself to forget about all those wonderful things that she'd been through with her friends. All of it was too dear and precious to her. It was her source of light. All those memories were her strength, and her friends were her only hope. Harry and Ron were one of the wonderful things that could ever happen in her life. She would never ever trade them for something else.
Hermione was observing everything that was happening around her with the fullest of attention, and she couldn't help but to smile.
As she explored her memory further, the images of her parent came like a swift of cold air. She smiled as she remembered her life before the accident. She was happy, and her life was perfect. She got the most wonderful parent, and loving friends by her side. She had had everything that a girl could ever wanted. She was complete.
Hermione granger was deeply lost in thoughts when a low, deep voice suddenly called her name from the back.
The seventeen years old girl abruptly stiffened.
oh god..
She recognized it all too well now.
The dangerous but yet still calming tone of the most wonderful voice she could ever heard.
At that very minute, everything around her stopped. Everything.
Instead of moving, she thought about the other night some more.
She wondered what would she have done if she didn't accepted his request. What would she have done at this very minute if she hadn't accepted him. Maybe she'll run away, or perhaps asked him not to see her again. Maybe she would pick a fight with him like they had always done for the past six years of knowing. Running seems a good way to go, but still, that if she had said no last night, which, she had certainly did not.
She couldn't flashback time and prevent everything that had happened. What's done is done, end of question.
Slowly, she turned her back and forced herself to meet the gaze of none other than the Slytherin prince himself. She managed a weak smile, and stared at his cold, piercing eyes for somewhat seemed like eternity.
" hey." He finally managed to let out a word.
Hermione could definitely tell that he was uncomfortable with the situations they're currently in, and she was just as same.
"hi" she replied back, not brave enough to even look straight at his face. And that was it.
Silence took control of them once more, and both didn't even try or care to break it off.
Time passes slowly.
After staring at each other for the longest of time, finally it was Draco who gave up.
He cleared his throat.
"right, see you later Granger."
"yeah."
And with that, the blond haired was lost in sight, only his gradually fading sound of footsteps were heard.
Harry slammed the book onto the well polished mahogany table, which, as usual startled the naive Ronald Weasley to death.
He quickly sat back down and opened the book harshly, flipping through its pages fast searching for something, anything, like some kind of lunatic.
"bloody hell harry! Are you barking mad?!"
"sorry." He said, not even looking nor paying a single attention to the boy in front of him. Still flipping through the pages roughly, he cursed to himself for a few times when he finally gave up and threw the book aside.
"shit!" he said through gritted teeth. He quickly reached for his forehead and massaged his temples.
"god, help me."
"why are you looking all stressed up mate?"
Harry just sighed and shook his head.
"Ron, we've been here searching for days now!" he said with outrage.
"and did you even noticed that we didn't even discovered or find anything yet. NOTHING!"
"well, maybe you need to calm down, harry. Don't get too stressed up, and let me introduce you to something that is called PATIENCE. I believe you're quite lack of it mate" he tried to joke.
"quit being funny Ron! I'm serious here okay!" he yelled, utterly and finally losing all of his remaining patience.
Ron was right about that though. He was definitely lack of it a few days back, including today.
The youngest male Weasley just sat there quietly and crossed his arms over his chest.
Sometimes, he couldn't understand Harry. He somehow had this rare mood swings. Sometimes he's all cheerful and funny, and sometime he went all grumpy and moody. Maybe because of Voldermort and all his other entire problem.
" fine." He said. "I'll stay quiet."
Upon hearing the mocking tone of Ron,Harry just sighed.
"but Ron, I don't want you to just stay quiet. I want you to help. Please." He pleaded.
" Harry, we've been here for days searching and made love with all the books in the library to find a single piece of information about these Nitroglycogen-
"Nitroglycerine"
"and beta- builder."
"Blocker, Ron. Blocker. Beta-blocker." Harry corrected.
"whatever." He said with annoyance.
"I know, Ron. But I won't stop until I find out what is wrong with her. I know she's hiding something, and I'm determined to find out, and I hope you will help me with this."
Ronald weasley stared at the wonder boy in front of him with pity, and gave up his intentions to fight with him.
"you know I'll always be there for you mate."
Harry smiled.
"thanks Ron"
And with that simple thanks, harry continued his works again. Flipping through the pages to yet another book that he had collected on the table. There were tons of it, and Ron didn't even know when they will finally finish them all.
Time passes slowly. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each second felt like an hour, each hour felt like a week, and each week felt like a month. It passes eventually. Even for them.
Harry's fist came down on the table.
"Damn it!"
Ron looked up from his book which he was just staring at rather than reading and stared at Harry in shock. He hasn't been paying much attention to the boy, and what he just heard surely made his heart jumped.
"what's wrong Harry?" he mumbled, confused.
" I didn't find a single bloody thing!" he clarified.
Harry watched with exasperation and he waited for Ron to slowly grasped the meaning of each and every word he's saying, and it angered him when he was replied with a single
"oh"
Harry Potter raised an eyebrow and crossed his arm over his chest.
" what do you mean with 'oh' ?"
Ron just shook his head, not wanting to get into another fight with Harry.
"nothing Harry." He tried to make his voice light, relaxed.
Ron sighed.
"come on. I think we had had enough for this day. We can continue tomorrow." The red haired tried to convince his friend, and he thanked to god that he finally succeeded.
"fine. I think I had had more than enough stress for one day. I can't get anymore or my head will surely explode."
'thank you merlin!' Ron thought to himself.
"come on. Lets go." Harry said again, and they both got up from their seat and started to exit the library.
The two boys were halfway to their common room when Ron suddenly broke the silence.
"hey harry, I was wondering.... maybe you could accompany me tomorrow to see madame Pomfrey. I got something to ask her."
"what could you possibly ask the lady." Harry asked out of curiosity.
Ron just shrugged.
"a few things."
The scar head just chuckled softly.
"you're weird you know that."
"and I like it that way, my friend." he said casually.
"you still didn't answer me." Ron said again.
"well sure thing Ron, I would definitely......." he trailed off.
"wait a minute." He paused, something finally came into his mind.
"what is it?" Ron asked in confusion.
"why didn't I ever thought of it before!" he said quickly and suddenly started running away.
"oi" Ron shouted and quickly followed from behind.
"harry! Wait up! Where are we going?"
"just follow."
"bloody hell!"
Without saying anything more, Ron just followed. They ran and ran until their feet ache.
where is he going!
Suddenly, the surrounding became all too familiar to the red haired.
'this is the way to the..... oh god.'
"harry! Wait!"
Before he could even shout another word, he saw Harry had found the person he'd been looking for.
"madame Pomfrey!" He shouted.
The startled old lady just stared at the two running boys coming towards her with tons of confusion.
"yes Mr. Potter?" she said.
The two boys stopped right in front of her and panted. Both trying to suck the fullest amount of oxygen they could.
"there's a few things that we want to ask you."
"please, its important."
(A/N): that's it for this chapter. will update later. I'm sorry for any grammar mistakes, and reviews would be nice :)
