Nil Dormiendum: Chapter 8
Draco raised the knife high. At the last moment Hermione realised what he was about to do.
"Noo Draco don't do it, you can't die.....I love you"
It was to late the shadow hissed with rage and terror as the knife plunged into Draco's chest. He fell to the floor as the voices and sights around him began to grow dim. He was pulled into the darkness. It was so warm so peaceful. He no longer feared it.
Hermione shoved the screaming shadow aside and rushed to Draco. He was breathing quickly now and his face was un-naturally white.
"Draco don't go, please I have only just realised who you are."
He smiled and reached out feebly brushing away a strand of hair. " Took us both long enough to meet."
While this was happening the shadow of Draco gave a final anguished howl. It crumpled to the floor and burst into brilliant blue flames. As they faded the hall was left in complete darkness. This only lasted a fraction of a second before Hermione felt the familiar sensation of coming up from a deep dive. She could see light above her. Before she knew it she had opened her eyes and awoke in her dormitory.
"Hermione?"
It was Harry, he and Ron tried to push themselves through the crowd of teachers and aurors to reach her. They were kept back and Hermione sat up. She was covered in a red sticky substance. It was blood, Draco's blood. Steeling herself for what she would see she turned to look at Draco. The front of his robes were wet with the blood from the wound and it had leaked onto the surrondng sheets staining them crimson.
"Help him someone!" She could feel desperation from all around her.
"It's to late, the curse means he will die, but he saved you. He died for you, that is the act of a noble soul" Dumbledore sighed heavily as he said all this.
"He's right, I did it for you. But I am not noble, look what grief I have brought you."
"No your not, your not!" She smoothed his blonde hair trying to smile for him. "You'll make it. I know you will"
He shook his head. "My time is near they all know this. Just understand that everything I said, every insult every cruel gesture it wasn't me. I want you to think of me as someone who loved you and cared for you. Don't remember my death, remember our few weeks."
The tears were rolling down her cheeks now. She wiped them away angry at herself for not being there properly for Draco. There was a lump in her throat and she just grasped his hand tightly as the tears continued to fall.
" I love you"
It was those words he had been waiting for. After she had choked them out he took a deep breath and grew still. He was gone, she had only just found the boy she loved and he had died a horrible and painful death just as freedom had presented itself. And he had done it for her. Unable to contain her sobs anymore Hermione broke down into huge sobs of despair still holding his hand.
Wordlessly Dumbledore herded the sombre onlookers out of the room and walked slowly over to Hermione.
"We will honour his memory, his sacrifice will be recognised"
"Why did he have to die? Why couldn't he have found another way?"
"He did everything he could Hermione."
Ok........this isn't the end. I haven't done this b4 but I wanna c how many ppl need the twist. Review or I ain't got time to write if no one wants :)
Draco raised the knife high. At the last moment Hermione realised what he was about to do.
"Noo Draco don't do it, you can't die.....I love you"
It was to late the shadow hissed with rage and terror as the knife plunged into Draco's chest. He fell to the floor as the voices and sights around him began to grow dim. He was pulled into the darkness. It was so warm so peaceful. He no longer feared it.
Hermione shoved the screaming shadow aside and rushed to Draco. He was breathing quickly now and his face was un-naturally white.
"Draco don't go, please I have only just realised who you are."
He smiled and reached out feebly brushing away a strand of hair. " Took us both long enough to meet."
While this was happening the shadow of Draco gave a final anguished howl. It crumpled to the floor and burst into brilliant blue flames. As they faded the hall was left in complete darkness. This only lasted a fraction of a second before Hermione felt the familiar sensation of coming up from a deep dive. She could see light above her. Before she knew it she had opened her eyes and awoke in her dormitory.
"Hermione?"
It was Harry, he and Ron tried to push themselves through the crowd of teachers and aurors to reach her. They were kept back and Hermione sat up. She was covered in a red sticky substance. It was blood, Draco's blood. Steeling herself for what she would see she turned to look at Draco. The front of his robes were wet with the blood from the wound and it had leaked onto the surrondng sheets staining them crimson.
"Help him someone!" She could feel desperation from all around her.
"It's to late, the curse means he will die, but he saved you. He died for you, that is the act of a noble soul" Dumbledore sighed heavily as he said all this.
"He's right, I did it for you. But I am not noble, look what grief I have brought you."
"No your not, your not!" She smoothed his blonde hair trying to smile for him. "You'll make it. I know you will"
He shook his head. "My time is near they all know this. Just understand that everything I said, every insult every cruel gesture it wasn't me. I want you to think of me as someone who loved you and cared for you. Don't remember my death, remember our few weeks."
The tears were rolling down her cheeks now. She wiped them away angry at herself for not being there properly for Draco. There was a lump in her throat and she just grasped his hand tightly as the tears continued to fall.
" I love you"
It was those words he had been waiting for. After she had choked them out he took a deep breath and grew still. He was gone, she had only just found the boy she loved and he had died a horrible and painful death just as freedom had presented itself. And he had done it for her. Unable to contain her sobs anymore Hermione broke down into huge sobs of despair still holding his hand.
Wordlessly Dumbledore herded the sombre onlookers out of the room and walked slowly over to Hermione.
"We will honour his memory, his sacrifice will be recognised"
"Why did he have to die? Why couldn't he have found another way?"
"He did everything he could Hermione."
Ok........this isn't the end. I haven't done this b4 but I wanna c how many ppl need the twist. Review or I ain't got time to write if no one wants :)