Chapter 15 I'm Holey
Authors Note: Okay so the parts of Hermione and Harry hugging in this is not meant to be romantic. They are just truly the best relation friends can have. Practically brother and sister. Enjoy!
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Hermione jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. She stared at the floor afraid of what her reflection would behold. Slowly she raised her head and gasped at her own reflection. Covering her mouth with her hands and stepping back until she was pressed up against the wall.
It wasn't that her brown eyes turned black. Everything was black. The white parts were no longer there. She hesitantly stepped forward and leaned as close as she could to the mirror, examining the depths of her new black eyes.
It angered her not knowing why she had them. Or if they would ever go away. Suddenly the bite mark on her neck that became a scar zapped with pain. She let out a rigid breath as she cupped her neck. Her new eyes became glossy as unexpecting tears were rolling down her face.
She threw open the door and ran to her mom. Clinging onto her. "What's happening to me?" Tears were staining her mother's sleeping gown.
"Oh honey I wish I knew." She kissed the top of her head and continued to stroke her hair.
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"Ugh." Draco shifted on the uncomfortable couch as his body ached in pain.
His mother soon came running over. "Draco honey your awake."
"Ugh." He could barely open his eyes.
"I'm so sorry. I couldn't stop him." Narcissa poured a warm liquid down his burning throat that gave him a sense of false energy. "Your father tried."
"My fathers a coward! The Dark Lord is right! I'm just like him. It's not like it's the first time." He sat up abruptly, tearing into his crying mother.
"Draco please!"
"No! This is your fault. We are here because of you and him. You let him give me the Dark Mark. You never tried to stop him. Acting like it was a reward! It's a death sentence. If Potter succeeds we are all going off to Azkaban! You did this. You married into this." His words were harsh as he never broke eye contact from his mother.
"Please calm down! Your eyes are black!" His mother fell to her knees, gripping his arm, sobbing.
"What?"
She raised her wet face to stare at her dry sons. "Your eyes are black."
Images of Hermione flashed before his eyes as a rush of sympathy coated his core. "Mother, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I was just angry." He gripped her hand to show his forgiveness.
"No Draco, your right. This have to change."
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Weeks went by and it was almost Bill and Fleurs wedding. Meaning Hermione would have to leave soon. She didn't feel her eyes turn black as she grabbed her wand and slowly slipped downstairs. Her entire body was shaking as she continued to walk.
This was the right thing to do. The war had started and her parent wouldn't be safe. Especially as muggles. They would be killed without a second thought, even tortured.
She stood there standing in the door way. Watching her parents sitting together laughing. Unsteadily she raised her shaking wand and pointed it between the two. A single tear fell from her face at thinking this may be the last time she sees them.
"Obliviate." It came out as a whisper as she curled her wand. Suddenly every picture within the house containing her started to disappear. Her parents stood there frozen as their memory of their only daughter was slowly washing away.
Once she was sure they had no clue who she was anymore she began modifying their memories. Her mother became Monica and her father became Wendell. She left two one way tickets to Australia on the table before them.
She grabbed her bag and cast the new happy couple one last look before closing the door behind her and walking to the spot the protkey was placed for her.
Meanwhile Draco's eyes had as well turned black. It wasn't uncommon. During the last few weeks they would change anytime Hermione was feeling a strong emotion.
That is why when they changed he continued to read his book, thinking nothing of it. Until her soft scared voice rang through his ears. 'Obliviate.'
He dropped his book and his heart started to beat faster. He had never been able to hear her before. The action and word made him shiver. Why was she using it? Practice? Or had she used it on someone?
The possibilities seemed endless as his hands started to sweat.
Curiosity and worry got the better of him as he went on a search for ever Veela book the Manor owned. If there was a way of communicating to her he had to find it. He never realized how much he could miss someone's voice until he couldn't hear it ever again.
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Hermione landed right in front of the Burrow. Soon Ginny came out and greeted her with a hug.
"Hermione! How are you?"
"Just fine, how about you?"
"Well the house has been absolutely crazy. So many people running around trying to get stuff done! I'm just glad there's another girl I can talk to. Fleur is kind of … interesting."
Hermione had to laugh at her friend. Always caught up in her own world even in a time of war. It was like a breath of fresh air. "So how are things going with Harry?"
"We talked over the summer but I am just so excited to see him tomorrow. How are things with you and Ron."
'The normal. We are on speaking terms but I just want to be his best friend again. Nothing more."
Ginny threw her arm over Hermione's shoulder. "You go girl. It's good to know what you want. I'm just glad it not my dim-witted brother anymore."
"Ginny!" Hermione tried to scold her friend but they couldn't help the giggles that erupted between the two.
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"Severus. I was beginning to think you lost your way. I saved you a seat." The Dark Lords voice boomed throughout the large room with a long table, contained with various Death Eaters.
Draco and his parents were of those select few. However, Draco couldn't help but look at the women hanging above the table. He knew she was a Hogwarts professor but couldn't place her.
"My Lord, the Potter boy with be leaving next week." Draco didn't know this Death Eater.
"My Lord, if I may." Snape was the one this time to speck up.
"That is false information. They boy will be leaving tomorrow at seven. He will be going to a safe house and once there untouchable."
"Untouchable."
"Yes my Lord. Many spells have been placed for his safety."
"Well done Severus."
"My Lord. I volunteer to kill the boy!" Draco cringed at how excited his aunt sounded.
"Bellatrix I thank you for the offer but I must be the one to kill Harry Potter. Now I cannot do so with my wand so who would like to offer me theirs." Voldemort stood from his chair and started walking around the table.
"No one?" The closer he got to Draco's chair the faster his heart beat. Voldemort was now standing right behind him, gripping the tips of his chair. Draco felt his breathing spot and his face pale. His eyes threaten to turn black from fear but he tried to focus all his energy on the task. He could not let the Dark Lord know he was a Veela.
"Lucius, how about you."
"My Lord."
"Silence. Having me asking for your wand should be one of the highest honors, now hand it over."
"Yes my Lord." Timidly he withdrew his wand and handed it, whilst shaking to the Dark Lord.
"I believe you have all seen our quest. This is Charity Burbage. She was until recently a professor at Hogwarts. She taught muggle studies."
Voldemort waited as the room filled with laughter. "She actually likes muggles! And encourages relations between us and them!"
Disgust soon drew on everyone's face. Some were muttering things about mudbloods and blood traitors.
Suddenly Charity Burbage uttered the last words she will ever speck again. "Severus. Severus please."
Draco's heart was beating faster as all eyes drew to Snape. Voldemort has a crazed smile. "Avada Kedavra." Burbage's body dropped to the table as Draco's breath caught and he leaned further back into his chair.
"Nagini, eat." The snake slowly slide onto the table and devoured Draco's former teacher whole. All the Death Eaters had to stay and watch the gruesome view.
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"Harry!" Right when he opened the door Hermione flung into his arms and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Soon followed by so many others.
"What are you all doing here?"
"Hush. Hush!" Mad-Eye Moody walked to the front of the fourteen people in the room. "Now Harry you still have the trace on you, but incase anything happens, the Death Eaters won't know which one is you."
"What do you mean which one?"
"I believe you recognize this." Mad-Eye whipped out a flask of Polyjuice potion.
"No! I won't let you. No one is dying for me."
"I told you." Hermione was the first to speck up as went behind Harry, pulling some of his hair out.
"Ow!"
"Good job girly. Now right into the flask."
George, Fred, Fleur, Ron, Hermione, and Mundungus Fletcher stood together in a line to take the juice. After the transformation was done, all the Harry's were wearing the same clothing, it was time to pair up.
"Harry is with Hagrid. Fleur is with Bill. Fred go with Arthur. Ron with Nymphadora. Hermione with Kingsley and George with Lupin. Mundungus you're going with me."
The fourteen went out into the streets. Some on brooms and others on Thestrals. Hermione was terrified and hung onto Kingsley tight.
"Ready … Go!"
The sound of wing flew through Hermione's ears as they kept getting higher and higher, Suddenly Death Eaters in Dark cloaks emerged from the shadows. Without hesitation, Unforgivable Curses were being thrown every way.
Hermione and Kingsley continued with four Death Eaters on their tail. All wands were drawn.
"Stupefy!" Hermione was screaming countless curses and blocking spells. She managed to knock a Death Eater of his broom as a killing curse flew inches away from her arm.
Her breath caught in her throat and she tried to attack the others. Kingsley also managed to knock a Death Eater off but the other two disappeared like they were never there.
Hermione was shaking. She kept her wand raised until they landed safely at the Burrow. She saw two Harrys. One in front of her and one behind her. When Ron started to change back she ran in front of her and straight into Harry's arms.
"You're okay! Oh, Harry I was so worried."
Fred and Arthur retuned as Bill announced Mad-Eye was dead.
Soon however everyone came running into the small house when they heard George was hurt. Hermione clung to Harry's side as Fred approached his twin brother. Who was missing an ear.
"How you feeling, Georgie?"
"Saint-like. I'm Holy."
"Come again."
"I'm holey, Fred. Get it?"
"The whole wide world of ear-related humor and you go for 'I'm holey'. That's pathetic."
"Reckon I'm still better looking than you."
The room broke into a comfortable laughter. Hermione never noticed her eyes go black turn in the battle and change when she was safe again.
Draco's changed as well but he knew why she was afraid. He knew Potter was being moved tonight and when his eyes changed back to their normal color he was terrified. He knew she wasn't dead because he was still alive but she could be badly hurt.
He spent the whole night pacing back and forth. Going over thousands of possibilities of what could have happened to his mate.