Chapter Twenty Three
Sacrifices
This chapter is dedicated to my friend,who died of an overdose January22nd 2005,at 1:00AMon Saturdaymorning.He will always be remembered.
R.I.P
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Draco remained laying on the floor, out of breath and filled with fear, as Dumbledore aimed his wand towards the Dark Lord, dismantling him and causing him to fall to the floor. James had now entered the room as well, making his way through the groups of tied up students, untying as many of them as he could.
It was then that Draco noticed Voldemort crawling towards where Kye was kneeling, the dagger still in his hand.
He was still going to kill her.
Draco scrambled to his feet, falling and tripping as he made his way to where she was. He watched as she struggled and pulled to get free, not able to move at all.
Draco could feel his eyes burning. He wasn't going to make it to her in time.
It was as Voldemort once more raised his dagger above his head that Draco leapt forwards for the second time. Only, this time, he didn't quite get there in time, and before he could do anything to stop it, the blade of the dagger had passed its way through Kye's stomach.
Draco let out a heart filled yell of rage, as he pounced on the Dark Lord. He was only on him for a moment, before Dumbledore had run over, pointing his wand towards the mans face, allowing Draco to get off and run to Kye's side.
He untied her wrists before anything else, so that she could move. When he finally looked at her face, he saw that her eyes had become wide and hazy, as though filled with soft clouds. Her mouth was opening and closing, as though she was trying to speak. Though, no words were passing through her blue lips. Draco could feel his eyes beginning to water tremendously, as she fell back into his arms, blood beginning to form in a puddle beneath them.
He pressed his forehead against her own as he watched her lying there dying. Though Voldemort had failed to add her blood to his and Harrys, she was still not going to make it. Draco could hear Harry struggling to get free from where he was tied up. It wasn't until Hermione came that he was free to move.
Draco felt slightly shocked as the two friends made their way to where he was, looking down on the dying Slytherin fearfully. They both knew that she wasn't going to make it.
Draco didn't even notice that the Dark Lord was now being tied down and restrained. He didn't notice as the entire school flocked and stampeded out of the room to their common rooms. All he cared about now was that someone dear to him was dying, lying there, coughing up her own blood.
Kye's eyes did not look away from his as she lay there in his arms. He could see the endless amount of pain in her face as she struggled to breathe, her chest moving up and down heavily and a choking sound escaping through her lips.
"I'm sorry too." Said Harry suddenly, putting his hand on her arm as he sat there watching his only real relative dying. "I'm sorry I didn't come to you when you were hurt, or speak to you. I should have, and I'm sorry."
Hermione put her hand on his shoulder gently, leaning in and speaking softly into his ear.
"Come on Harry." She said gently. "Lets head to the common room, Ron needs us."
Harry nodded, as they both stood up on the spot, making their way towards the exit.
Draco's tears began to drip onto Kye's cheek as she lay there looking at him, her mouth smiling just a little. His lips quivered as he breathed, his eyes burning and his heart barely beating.
He watched as she raised her hand up and placed it on his cheek. Her hand, once always warm and soothing, how felt cold and lifeless against his skin.
"Kye! Kye!"
Draco looked up, as James came running over towards where they were on the floor, collapsing to his knees and taking her head in both of his hands.
His brown eyes were filled with a pain that Draco had never seen before in his entire life. It was worse then the pain he had seen when Cedric died, worse then when Sirius Black died.
Draco stood up off the floor, as James took her in his arms. He knew that James was much more worthy of holding her then he was.
They had been together since childhood.
They were inseparable.
She smiled softly as James held her, looking at her as though she was the only thing that really mattered to him. He watched as the boy fought back tears, his breath sharp and loud as he struggled for air. He stroked her face and held her close as he spoke to her.
"Kye, I love you. I never told you. I love you."
Draco felt that this was a time for him to back off entirely. So, without another word, he turned on his heel and exited through the doors of the Great all, towards the common room.
"Ron, you have to sit still." Hermione snapped, as she continued to dab his forehead with a damp cloth.
"You're hurting me." Ron hissed, wiggling around and pulling his face away as she struggled to wipe the cut above his eye.
"Well, you brought this upon yourself you know." She said softly, smiling as he moaned in agony. "I told you not to fight against the death eaters."
"I can't believe he did that back there." Said Harry, his voice lifeless and weak. "I never thought Malfoy had it in him."
Then, once again he fell silent, staring absent-mindedly at the wall, deep in thought. He had nothing to do or say. As wonderfulasthe thought of watching Dumbledore call upon the Dementors to take Voldemort away was, he also had the picture of Kye dying in her own blood taunting him endlessly.
Most of the death eaters had gotten away before the Dementors could get there. The only ones actually caught were the Lestrange women, and the Nottes, and that was only because some of the other teachers had gotten up there before they had time to run.
Hermione looked up, as the sounds of footsteps filled her ears. Some one was coming up into the boys dormitory. She watched as the three bodies of Crabbe Goyle, and Malfoy all appeared in the doorway. Draco looked completely worn out, as he stood stark sill in the doorway, looking the three friends over with sore red eyes. He then turned around on his heel, and disappeared back down the staircase.
Had he come to see Ron?
How did he get in?
The common room door must've bene open.
It only took seconds for someone to speak. It was Ron.
"Well Hermione, what are you waiting for?" Said Ron, smiling just a little as he took the cloth from her. "Aren't you going to follow him?"
Hermione looked at him as though he was insane. It wasn't until she realized the seriousness in his voice, and the slight smile on his face, that she felt he wasn't joking.
Then, before she even knew what she was doing, she had gotten up from her spot on the bed, and headed out the door after Draco. She felt she was almost one hundred percent sure where he would be.
And she was right. Ten minutes later she found herself walking up the last few steps towards the astronomy tower, opening the door and making her way into the blackness of the room. She wasn't sure what was telling her that he'd be here, she just had a feeling.
It was dark in there, the stars were sparkling softly over her head, though she did not take the time to notice, she simply looked around for some kind of figure.
And there he was, sitting on the far couch, his head in his hands.
His blonde hair made it obvious who he was.
Hermione found herself hesitating at first, frightened to speak with him. Though she was still angry about what it was he had done with Kye that night in the barn, she knew that he was going through a lot and he had been confused.
That made her wonder, who was going to take care of her pegasus now that she was dead?
Hagrid for sure.
Hermione found herself smiling slightly at the thought. She knew how much Hagrid admired that pegasus.
She took another step towards where he was sitting, his head remaining in his hands. As she reached the couch he was sitting on, she found it rather easy to just sit down next to him and place her hand on his shoulder.
He looked up suddenly in fear, but that fear only lasted seconds. In the next moment she found herself being caught up and captured in the eyes of a Malfoy, not daring to look away. they swallowed her in an endless silver universe. She cared for him so much, though she wasn't sure what it was she wanted to say to him at that moment in time.
He didn't say anything either, as they both stared deeply intoone anothers eyes. Hermione could see so much pain and sorrow building up inside him, just screaming to come out.
What was she supposed to do?
It was him who made the first move, though it was nothing she would have ever expected to happen. He simply moved closer to her, falling into her arms and burying his head in her chest. She wrapped her arms around him warmly, holding him tight as he began to sob against her. She never thought she would see him this way.
Draco Malfoy, the boy every one in the school feared, the boy who everyone believed was more secure then anyone else, was now crying into her chest. All of those years he had held his emotions inside of him were now making their way out to be seen by others, and there was no going back.
His warm breath ran its way down her body as she continued holding him, not sure what she should do at that moment. She guessed that the best thing to do was to just allow him to let it all out. He seemed so weak then, so vulnerable. Like a tiger trapped in a cage.
She raised her head to meet with his as he pulled away, resting his hand on her cheek, and pressing his forehead to hers kindly. She returned his smile as he stroked her face gently, his eyes scanning over her face and his breath heavy with pain.
She was a little taken back when he pulled her into a kiss, running his fingertips down her face and holding her neck softly. She let her eyes, though sore and swollen, fall shut all the same, returning the kiss. Butterflies buzzed around in her stomach as he ran the tip of his warm tongue along her lips, pausing to breath before pulling her tightly against him and continuing the kiss with such passion.
Before she knew what was going on, she had begun to run her hand down his stomach, making her way between his legs and pushing him backwards against the astronomy tower couch. He smiled against her lips as the light from the stars glowed against his gorgeous face. She began stroking softly between his legs, her hand growing warm from the movement. Her body was now throbbing for his attention, begging her to move forward.
All she wanted was him. She was there with him, and now felt more right then anything she had ever done in her entire life. She felt her breath seizing up in her throat as he pulled away for a moment, looking deeply into her eyes as they both struggled for breath. His chest was caving in and out rapidly, touching against her own every time.
"Hermione." He whispered quietly, touching her lips with his fingertips. "What about Kye? What about all the things that I've done."
"Oh, forget all that." She said, smiling brightly as her eyes also began to water. "I care about you far too much to let my pride get the better of me any more."
She let her eyes fall closed once more as he pulled her towards him, his lips pressed onto hers in a steamy kiss overwhelming her. His tongue massaged her own as his hand made its made onto the bare skin of her stomach, tickling ever so softly with his fingertips. She felt her heart beginning to pound inside of her chest, as the blood all began to flow between her legs, causing her insides to throb and grow hot.
She let out a soft moan as his hand ran its way between her legs, rubbing gently. It was only moments before he had flipped her onto her back and was undoing her pants nimbly with his fingers. His entire body felt warm against hers as he began slipping her pants down her sides and away from her ankles.
They fell to the floor as she tilted her head back in pleasure. He was now running his tongue along her earlobe hungrily, his hot breaths sending shivers down her spine and causing her legs to tingle. The smell of his blonde hair filled her nostrils as he moved in for another kiss, as he moved forwards slightly, his lips quivering softly against her throat as he kissed her softly.
It was then that he pulled away from her, reaching down and undoing his own pants without hesitation. His breath was running down her body swiftly as he struggled to breathe and undo his pants as quickly as possible. Once he had succeeded in doing so, he looked back up into her eyes, letting out a soft whimper as he pulled her into another kiss, his lips grasping to hold onto his breathing and not cover her in harsh breaths.
"Draco." Hermione muttered softly under her breath, as he began kissing and licking her neck ever so softly, one of his hands making its way back down to where his pants were undone. Hermione looked deeply into his eyes as he pulled away from her neck, taking his pants and completely pulling them off.
Hermione whimpered as he touched her neck with his fingertips, slowly pulling her shirt up and over with his other hand. She watched as he reached upand slipped off his own shirt, throwing it onto the back of the couch above them.She felt pleasant waves of want as his warm skin touched against her chest, her eyes falling closed as he slid his boxers off as well. She opened her eyes once more, holding her breath as he entered her, sending a great wave of pleasure surging through her body.
She watched him as he paused for a moment, his eyes shut and his mouth open as though he was taken back by the pleasure. He then pressed his forehead against hers as he began thrusting slowly, his entire build stiff as he rocked backwards and forwards against her body.
She felt herself letting out a stifled moan as he began thrusting harder, rubbing against her pleasure point every time he did so. She could feel hot jolts running through her body as she raised her legs up and wrapped them around his back, her finger nails digging into his shoulders.
The feeling of his hot skin touching every inch of her was enough to make her explode. His warm and heavy breathing in her ear sent her into a steamy fantasy.
They had been going at it for an extremely long time. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to climax as he continued to move faster, his breathing beginning to grow faster and faster.
"Ohhhh," She said softly, letting out a deep breath of pleasure. "Draco. . ."
He had touched just right, where it felt amazing. A hot sensation wound through her, causing her toes to curl and her nails to grasp. He thrust in and out of her harder and harder, toushing that sensitive spot over and over again. She pointed her knees up and rested one foot ont he back of the couch, pushing up agains thim, making him thrust deeper.
"Oh!" She screamed, "Oh. . ."
It was then that she felt it, that moment when all the pleasure builds up and sends you off the edge. She was sent into such a feeling that her entire body grew hot and it felt as though butterflies where filling her flesh. She felt herself screaming and clawing at his back, her eyes clamped shut.
It was then that he stopped, his breath dying down and his face pressed to hers. She allowed her eyes to open softly, her eyes falling upon his. This was what she wanted, to be with the boy she loved.
A/N:Now, doesn't that make you feel so much better? Lol, I had fun writing it anyway. . . hope that you review, I always enjoy reading them!
