CHAPTER 10
Disclaimer- I don't own HP
DRACO'S POV
Suddenly I felt something grab me from behind and pull me away. I saw her look up at me, and suddenly let out a cry. She lunged forward, grabbed me and threw me behind herself. I fell on the ground, but I wasn't hurt badly. I looked up and was shocked at the scene. There were around 15 death eaters surrounding her. She was looking around, fire of hatred in her eyes. She took of her cloak and threw it on the ground revealing her black wings, and knives. That's when I realized that the feeling I had before was right. She was going to fight now. Fight for my life. And I knew that she wouldn't let me interfere.
" Hermione lets go, lets retreat!"
She looked at me, warmness and love in her eyes. Then I saw her lips move slightly. I felt a weird feeling coming over me. Suddenly I felt as if I was lifted up in the air I tried moving but there was some kind of bubble around me.
"Oi where did he go!" yelled one of the death eaters.
That's when I realized. She put a protecting field around me. It made me invisible and it wouldn't let anyone hurt me. However it wouldn't let me help her either. I felt anger. Did she expect me to just watch her get killed! I would prefer dying!
" What did you do you bitch!"
She didn't answer them. She simply stood in the middle of them, like a statue.
" Well well, we'll just have to get through you first"
And they attacked. Suddenly I lost her out of sight. However so did the deatheaters. They looked around, confused. She was just there a second ago, and suddenly she was gone. Then 2 of them fell, blood gushing out of their hearts, which had 2 long knives in them. Then like lightning she flew down at them. You could sense hatred and power coming from her. Even the death eaters sensed it, some of them, slowly moving away. I sensed their fear. But she was unstoppable. She flew at them, dodging their curses, thrusting knives at them one by one. She was killing them. Brutally, fiercely, without any sense of compassion. I was frightened of her in this form. Right now in front of me, where just stood a beautiful girl, who was loved and who loved, now was a brutal cold killer. She was laughing cruelly as she tore their hearts out. Sprayed with blood from head to toe, she was flying from one to another, tearing them apart. Just a few minutes had passed since the beginning of the fight, and already there were only 4 of them left. They saw her coming at them, and began to run, but she was faster. After a few seconds they were all dead. The ground was layered with their bodies, covered in blood. I felt the field around me go off and I slowly reached the ground. I walked to her, trying to contain the shaking that was going in my body. She was turned away from me. I reached out and touched her shoulder.
" Go away….you don't have to be with me….I saw your face, you were scared of me, just like these foolish wizards!"
" Hermione….I love you…I would never leave you!"
She turned around, her face had blood dripping from it. She was covered in blood. I reached out and wiped her face with my sleeve. Then I pulled her to me.
" Don't ever think that again! I would never leave you. You are mine, and I am yours, my Dark Angel" I whispered in her ear, hugging her tighter. I felt her body relax, as her wings went inside her back. It was our first fight..but I knew that it wasn't the last. However I had a sense of comfort, knowing that she was with me.