~Chapter Ten : Every dream shatters.
Hermione woke up feeling dizzy. She found herself, craweled up in a ball on the library floor. She suddenly recalled something about a kiss with Blaise and just as she was about to run and see him she remembered something. Light. It was a dream. It was all a dream.. all of it. There was no kiss.
She sighted.. did she wanted to kiss him? She didn't love him, she didn't know him well enough to, but did she fancy him? Maybe.
She ran downstairs where everyone was having dinner.
"There you are Hermione! We were starting to worry!" Said Natalie and Hermione half smiled.
"I fell asleep in the library.." She heard Draco laugh.
"Books finally got you bored, eh?" She shot him an ice cold glare which obviously was very funny since he bursted out laughing so hard that Hermione actually got scared he would forget to breathe.
After dinner Hermione had offered to wash the dishes and she was just over when Blaise came in.
"You done?" Hermione nodded avoiding his eyes.
"Come. I want to show you something.." He said with i light smile as he offered his hand. Hermione looked at it, trying hard to deiced weather she should accept the offer or simply deny and go sink in the comfort of her books, in her room.
She took his hand and they started walking outside.
Soon they stopped and Blaise looked at her. "Turn around." He said making her do so and then they walked a bit more when they came to a stop and he let her spin around so that she could face what he wanted to show her.
She saw a little white pavilion that was decorated with little gold lights all over it, it also had flowers tucked in it. It looked quite like a shinning star in the darkness of the night under the beauty in the monlight and Hermione couldn't help but gasp in awe.
She walked inside it looking around and Blaise followed her with a serious look, obvserving her closely.
"You like it?" Hermione nodded with a smile and Blaise smirked.
"Did you do this?" He looked away quickly and Hermione blushed.
She stopped breathing when suddenly he was drawing closer to her and theyr faces where only inches apart. Hermione felt her heart stop as theyr forheads where touching the others and then his lips where on hers. She could swear her heart skipped a beat.
His lips crashed on hers and she though she was gonna pass out, her knees going numb. His hands cupped her face when he pulled away and looked into her shimmering brown eyes.
She felt like she was falling in a hole and she kept and kept falling down as she was looking in his blue eyes.. oh, those eyes she could stare at a hole day without getting bored. She bit her lip, still able to taste him. She felt her blood rush in her cheeks and-
"Blais! Hermion!" They both turned around sharply to Natalie who was breathing hard, looking scared.
"What's wrong?" Blaise's voice was suddenly serious and hard.
And then Natalie said the three words that made this dream shatter.
"They are here." Hermione's face went cold and she felt Blaise stiff up.
"Who?" Natalie looked down sobbing.
"The DeathEaters.."
Hermione could see the look on Blaise's face. DeatheEaters were in his home, the only place he called home and they were destryoing them putting in danger the people he cared about most in the word.
"We have to go! Quickly! There is a portkey waiting for us at the back entrance that will take us to Grimmauld place but we have to go, NOW!" Natalie half-shouted, half-cryed out. Then Hermione noticed the freshly made cuts on her face and hands.
Blaise nodded his grip on Hermione's face tightening.
"I have to go get my wand, in my room." She said and both of the simblings looked at her.
"No." Was all Blaise said.
"But I have to.. I'll be quick I promise, I'll meet you at the back entrance in 5 minutes!" Hermione felt like it was the hardest things she had done so far but she let go of Blaise's hand and started running to her room.
She rushed in, took her wand and just as she was about to leave a pair of cold hands grabbed her and hodded figures were all around her.
She tried to hit but they were holding her arms. She tried to use magic but she couldn't reach the wand in her boot. She tried to fight but they were stronger. So she did the only thing she could think of. Screamed. And kicked. And screamed some more.
Blaise Zabini POV
He was waiting already 7 minutes for Hermione when he heard it. Screams coming from her bedroom. He ran as fast as he could but he was too late because when he went in her room the last thing he saw was a bunch of DeathEaters holding Hermione and her kicking and screaming as hard as she could.
He ran downstairs.
"They took her." He said his voice as cold as possible and everyone looked at him scared.
"We are going to Grimmauld place right away where from someone from the Order will help me find her 's go."
He was scared. So scared. But he was not gonna show it. Not way. He wanted to help her but he knew panicking and acting without thinking wouldn't so he won't just go off and make things worse. He was no Gryffindor. No. He was a Slytherin after all.
They appeared in the living room of Grimmauld place only seconds later where everyone from the house cheered but quickly stopped when they saugh Blaise and his family's faces.
"What's wrong?" That was Harry Potter, the boy who lived. Bullshit.
"They took her and we are figuring out where and getting her out of there as soon as possible." His voice was cold and if he could kill with a look half of the people in the room would be dead by now.
He liked her. Very much. Not only since this summer. He had never hated her unlike his friends that always had. Yes, he had though she was weird and boring but she wasn't. She was the strongest person he had ever met. She was the more amazing creature in this world, so full of life..
Everyone gathered around the table starting to make a plan.
"Where could they take her?" The question came from the red headed, Ron Weasley.
"I was thinking Crab's manor. His father is close to Voldemort and it'worth a try if we got no other idea so far." Spoke Blaise and everyone nodded. There was no way in hell any of those DeathEaters were staying alive once he found them.
Hermione opened her eyes. She found herself in a room, with walls painted all in white and absolutly no furniture. She tryed to move but her hands and feet where tied with ropes that were enchanted and almost unpossible to be broken.
A black hodded man came in the room and took his mask off. Lucius Malfoy.. but if he was a DeathEater how could it be that Draco was good? Was Draco good? Or was he the one that let the DeathEaters in? Hermione decided she's dwell on in later, if there was a later.
"Ah, so lovely that your awake miss Granger." Said the blonde man and Hermione made a bitter smile.
"The pleasure is all mine." She spat and Malfoy laughed cruely.
"See, I love that your so well educated, polite and all, you know?" Hermione rolled her eyes.
"I'm not doing the hole 'nice' scene, you gonna kill me? Go ahead." Malfoy laughed.
"I like that bravery of yours, too bad one day it'll get you killed." Hermione looked at him with such hate that if looks could kill, well same as Blaise's, he'd be dead.
"But, unfortunaly the Dark Lord doesn't want you dead."
"How generous of him." Malfoy looked at her, eyes full of disgust.
"Too bad I don't care what Voldemort asks."
"Saying his name, brave or stupid?"
"The fear of the name only increases the fear of itself." She stated and Malfoy laughed bitterly.
He went, crouched next to Hermione and made her looke at him as his eyes narrowed. "Good luck." He spat and he pulled away and Hermione forwned but then she saw him pull his wand out.
"Crucio!" Hermione felt pain. A lot of pain. All over her body. It felt like every muscle in her body was aching or getting detached from the rest of her body.
She tried not to scream and just as the pain was going away more came. "Crucio! Crucio!" and more "Crucio! Crucio! CRUCIO!" Hermione screamed. She screamed like never before and she screamed again, her hole body was aching and she was moving like a fish dropped in the desert. She started crying so hard that she didn't know weather she was screaming, fighting, or crying or all of the above.
Blaise Zabini POV
They had looked at many places but couldn't find Hermione. And then Blaise though of something.
"What about the Malfoy Mason?" Everyone looked at him suprised.
"But I though Malfoy was good!" Ron said glaring at Draco who was looking as confused as ever.
"I am.. can't say the same about my dad though..." Blaise's face went cold and he, Harry, Ron, Draco, and Thonks all aparated in Malfoy Mason.
Blaise looked around the house where he once stayed at with Draco.
It was quiet, very, very quiet when he heard screams and someone crying. And then more screams, her screams and he felt like they were tearing him apart.
He started running to the source of the screams when he reached a room that was locked.
"Alohamora!" He pointed his wand to the dor knob and it turned around. Blaise rushed in to see a DeathEather shootin spell at Hermione.
"Get the fuck away from her!" Screamed Blaise as he pointed his wand to the person.
He started shooting spells at the hooded figure and kept them going even when he saw it was Malfoy but the blonde man looked at him.
"Be together and cherish that time, Blaise my boy, because it'll be over soon." He said with a cruel smile when he apparated away.
Blaise ran to Hermione who now wasn't screaming nor kicking nor fighting nor moving.. she was laying on the floor and Blaise felt fear take him over.
He took her lifeless body in his hands and felt like killing someone when he saw he beautiful face being scared, her cheek and upper lip bleeding, her hole body being in lividities and he saw on her wrist, written in blood thw word "mudblood".
Blaise felt anger in every muscle in his body and his eyes went dark. Who coulddo this to her? Why her? Why his Hermione..
He ran downstair, carrying her.
"Is she.." Blaise shook his head and saw Potter relax.
She wasn't dead but she would be if they didn't hurry up.
They aparated in Grimmauld place and he ran to her room, placing her body on the bed, relieved he could heard her heart beating in her chest.
He looked at her, she was sleeping and Molly had said that it was all she needed right now.
He ran his fingers trough his hair and felt some tears, actual tears in his eyes.
"I'm sorry I let this happen to you.." He looked at her sleeping beauty. So peacefull like an angel. He couldn't take his eyes of of her.
She was really something.. something very special. If he didn't know better he'd think he actually lo-.. lov-.. loved her..
He had been so scared of loosing her.. He would have died for her but he sure couldn't be inlove, that was just not him.
Yet as he looked at her he felt like there was something bigger that was worth him living for. He kissed her forehead and looked outside the window then back at her. He took her hand in his and whispered "I'll be here when you wake up.. I promise.."