Hey! I'm SO sorry I haven't been posting! I was grounded from my computer so I couldn't really update. I am so sorry! Well, here it is! Keep on reading! There is so much more to come!
Draco sat next to the lake and the beaming sun was hitting his pale face. What did I just do? I do not like her. I do not like Hermione Granger! I can't… He lay down on the grass just staring at the blue sky thinking about what he had just done. He closed his eyes and let the grass tickle his neck and hands.
He fell asleep and the next thing he knew, he was dreaming.
Draco was in a blank, white room filled with black spots. "What the…" He looked around and saw nothing but black and white. He started walking forward until he found an end, but there wasn't. He heard someone breathing behind him. Someone's breath was shaking as if they'd been crying.
He turned around and saw Pansy Parkinson staring at him with a murderous look. "How could you Draco? I thought you loved me. I thought you cared about me. All you care about is that stupid mudblood!" Tears were slowly trickling down her flawless skin. "Why?"
"Pansy, I-" He couldn't even finish his sentence once he saw a bright green light flash towards him, but miss. He panted hard and stared at her in disbelief. "Pansy? What was that? Are you trying to kill me because of that?"
"It wasn't me! I swear! I wouldn't try to do that, even if you were in love with that… that…" A cold, dark voice behind her interrupted.
"Draco. Hello. It is a pleasure to see you again." Said the one and only, darkest wizard in the world, Voldemort. Voldemort pointed his wand at Draco. "Why is it that you're in love? With a filthy, little mudblood, Draco? I thought you were a faithful servant. I guess I thought wrong. But you know what happens to unfaithful servants, don't you young Malfoy? Yes, well, let's just say… They should be happy for how they lived. Draco, my plan is to remove all mudbloods from the world. It would be an honor to remove this Granger. Perhaps I could dispose of you right now. Since it seems you support mudbloods, don't you? Yes, I would think so. Your mudblood girlfriend would certainly not miss you. Yes. She will die in a matter of time, no doubt of that." Pansy started to walk towards Draco in an eerily manner, as did Voldemort. Death Eaters started emerging from the black holes. They all had their wands pointed at Draco. "Alright, ready to meet Death, Draco? Say hi to Potter's parents for me. Avada Kedavra!"
The last thing Draco saw was a bright green light and Voldemort's red eyes staring at him. He sat up sweating on the grassy floor next to the lake. No. Please no. He looked up and saw the pale moonlight's reflection on the dark water that people would mistake as a black sheet of glass. He ran into the castle and saw students walking towards the Great Hall. Must be dinner… He thought as he started pacing towards the Great Hall. Once he entered, there was no plates, no forks and knives, and the tables were rearranged to face the podium that Dumbledore was standing behind.
"Alright, everybody, hush down." His soft voice echoed past the students, as they were all settling in. "Ok, so I have called you into the Great Hall for a very important reason. Hogwarts has recently had a break in." As he said that there were hundreds of gasps and wide eyes. "We are suspecting they are death eaters. He or she might be roaming around the grounds of Hogwarts this very moment. We have new rules. Number one, always go to breakfast, lunch, and dinner with no less than three friends. Rule number two, teachers must escort you from class to class. Rule number three, everyone must be in their dormitories by 6:00 every night until the teachers find out who and what has broken in." Everyone starting whispering to each other with worried tones. "Silence!" The students immediately stopped chatting to one another. "If this person has not been found by the end of this term, Hogwarts may be closed." He turned to the teachers and spoke. "Now, will the heads of the houses please escort your houses to their dormitories, while I take the head boy and girl. That is all."
There was a lot of chatter going on and people were walking in their houses towards their dorms. Draco caught up with Hermione and Dumbledore. "What's going on? When did this happen? How did this happen? I thought you were supposed to keep this school safe! I thought you prevented death eaters from coming!"
"Draco, yes. I have tried everything I can to keep them away but something isn't working." Draco's face flushed at the sound of those words. The vanishing cabinet. "Draco, are you alright? You look like you've got something on your mind…"
"Yes, professor. I'm fine." They arrived at their common room and as soon as they stepped in, Dumbledore left. "Goodnight, I'm going to bed." He didn't wait for a response from Hermione as he just went into him room and closed his door. He lay on his bed but didn't go to sleep. He was afraid. This is my fault. My fault that the death eaters are coming. My fault that everyone is in danger.
I need some sleep. I can't stay awake. Tomorrow I have classes. I need to talk to Snape. He closed his eyes and he started dreaming again.
This time, he fell from a high distance on prickly, long grass. This place was Hogwarts. The same Hogwarts, but somehow different. He walked slowly towards the entrance and opened the door revealing Hermione being crowded by 10 death eaters. He tried to scream at them to stop, but all that came out was air. He tried to throw Unforgivable Curses at them and hexes but nothing worked. He saw one big green flash and a body falling to the ground.
"NO!" He ran towards the body and saw Hermione's eyes wide open with shock and fear. "No, Hermione. You're not dead! YOU'RE NOT DEAD! Please... Wake up!" Tears were actually falling from his face.
Someone crept up behind him and spoke. "You're right. She's not dead. But she will be." Draco turned around and saw a tall man with long blonde hair.
"Father?"
Draco woke up panting and sweating with Hermione standing next to his bed looking at him. "Are you ok? You were screaming so I came here. Bad dream?" He nodded and couldn't speak. "Alright then. Goodnight." She left and closed the door quietly behind her.
It's just a dream. But what did my father mean by 'She will be'? That's freaking me out. Not that I care about her. But because it was like I was actually talking to him. He fell back on his pillow and couldn't sleep for the rest of the night. It felt so real.
The next day was a blur for Draco. He kept on falling asleep in classes, got detention from Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall for sleeping in class, and he got homework that he didn't even understand. He had an essay for Potions, practice for a test for Charms, another essay for Defense of the Dark Arts (but this one had to be one and a half pages long with small print), and study for an Astrology test on Thursday.
Finally classes were over and he went to the Quidditch field to do the try-outs. Draco was the captain of the team and he couldn't be late. He went and there were about 30 people trying out. Ten people were trying out for beaters, eight were trying for keepers, twelve for chasers, and of course they already had a seeker, which was Draco.
"Ok listen up! We will test out everyone. So what we're going to do is the chasers with most goal gets in. The keepers with most goals kept gets in. The beaters with most bludgers hit in a proper direction gets in We will split this into two games. Everyone, on your brooms!" They did as they were told they mounted their broomsticks. "Ok, so we're going to have you six." He pointed at six chasers. "You will play the first game. Choose your teams." They did so and Draco kept on talking. "Ok so you four!" He pointed at four beaters. "You will play the first game. Two on each team." Everyone followed the directions and they finally started the game. The winner for that game was the green team. The next game the green team won again. Draco had them play against each other again and it was a tough game.
It finally ended and Draco chose the people on the team based on their skills. The 3 chasers were a boy in 5th year named Zack Borden, a girl in 5th year named Astoria Greengrass, and a boy in 6th year named Andy Smith. The beaters were, of course, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle.
"Alright! Practices start Wednesdays! Don't be late. I will give you your schedule then." They all left and he started towards his common room. Draco opened the common room door and saw Hermione asleep on the couch with a thick book lying on top of her chest. He was staring at her and realized what he was doing and quickly looked away. He heard the portrait door open and saw Harry Potter standing behind it.
"Potter. What are you doing here?" Draco asked Harry suspiciously.
"I'm here to see Hermione." He answered quickly and plainly.
Well, she's asleep so you can't see her at the moment. You can come back later. I'd just prefer you don't." Draco pushed Harry out of the door and tried to close it but Harry stuck his hand out before Draco could close it completely.
"Malfoy, Do not push me." Harry warned again. "Now, let me try this again. I am here to see Hermione." He said slower this time. "So I would like to stay." Harry looked over Draco's shoulder and saw a tired Hermione rubbing her eyes and yawning.
"What's going on?" She asked in a very tired voice. Harry spoke before Draco could even open his mouth.
"Good evening Hermione! Just wanted to drop in and say hi... So, hi." He said awkwardly.
"Hi Harry!" Hermione said to Harry. She looked at Draco. "So... I see you're done with Quidditch try outs..." She said feeling awkward because of the day before.
"I see you have woken up..." He replied. She turned back to Harry and smiled.
"So, what brings you here?" She asked.
"I dunno... I just felt like coming..." He answered not knowing. Draco saw Hermione blush a little bit as he said that.
Draco butted into the conversation. "Okay, Potter, time for you to go. Leave." Harry glared at Draco.
"Now, Malfoy. No need to be rude. I just got here." Harry said smirking. Draco glared at him back.
Hermione got uncomfortable with all of the glaring so she just spoke to interrupt their staring contest. "It's ok, Harry can stay."
Draco continued. "But Dumbledore said to be in our houses at 6:00. Potter here is their target. If he goes wandering alone then they will catch him for sure. Curfew is in 10 minutes Potter, so get out and don't get you arse caught on the way."
"Fine, Malfoy. Have it your way. As always." Harry turned to Hermione. "See you tomorrow..." He hugged her and left to the Gryffindor house.
"Finally... He's gone." Draco sighed and fell back on the couch.
"You know, that wasn't very nice..." Hermione said.
"Of course it's not! Every single effing thing I do isn't nice to you! Goodnight!" He yelled and stomped to his room and shut the door loudly behind him.
He lay on his bed and thought. He thought about the dream he had the night before. He thought about Hermione. He thought about how obnoxious Potter and Weasley were. He thought about his parents.
He slowly closed his eyes and went to sleep.
He was falling from a dark sky onto the soft green grass of Hogwarts. He looked around and saw the giant ancient castle. He walked toward it and slowly entered the school and saw about 10 death eaters gathering around a girl. The girl was a scared Hermione trying to point her wand at all of the death eaters. She was shouting spells at them, but that did no good. Draco saw a lot of green flashed towards her direction and she fell on to the floor lifeless.
No. Not again! Draco thought as he ran towards her. He threw his arms around her shoulders and cried on her head. "No! Hermione, no! Please! You can't be dead! Wake up! Please… Just w-"
A voice spoke behind him as Draco cried. "Well, she's not dead." Said the voice that belonged to his father. "Yes, she's not dead, but she's close to being. Yes, very, very close to meeting Death." He said. Draco looked up at his father in a scared was and Lucius just laughed. A trap door opened beneath Draco and he was falling with Hermione's body in his arms.
Draco woke and sat up with tears and sweat and groaned into his pillow. It's just a dream. Draco, it's just a dream. He fell back into his pillow breathing hard not wanting to have that dream again. Not wanting for it to happen.
