" Master Malfoy, you's hungry today? I was sent by Mistress to bring you food." The sudden announcement wasn't expected by both sleeping people, making Hermione shriek with surprise, and Draco almost ripped his hands off trying to jump with vain. Hermione's eyes adjusted to the darkness yet again, they scanned the room in search of the person who awakened her from her wondrous dream about herself becoming a teacher at Hogwarts, almost glaring with hatred, finally finding the stealer of dreams she was taken aback to find huge brown golf-ball eyes staring at her own. " Opps, so very sorry to have you's scared, Master Malfoy, Miss. Granger." The small house-elf bowed down low, while holding a tray full of food, glancing up the house-elf put the tray down with grace, bowed again and disappeared from sight.
" I swear to god, I am going to die soon enough if these surprises keep on popping out." Draco mumbled angrily. Hearing Hermione's vain attempts as to subside her giggles he glared darkly, her brown eyes dancing with laughter, seeing his glare only made her laugh even more, abandoning her strain she laughed like there was no tomorrow, while Draco sulked darkly in a corner mumbling something about women and their mood-swings he was actually getting quite ticked-off. "Okay, I know it was funny my little sarcastic comment but I mean, seriously, it wasn't that funny, Granger." He growled, shaking his head in annoyance, when she finally let the laughter disappear Draco was about to bang his head on his wall; she couldn't help keeping the smile on her face. "Now then Malfoy, where is your horrible sense of humor? I was simply laughing at the idea how you would look like as a house-elf, and I couldn't help laughing, that image will be forever engraved in my mind." Then she started off again, her laughs echoed around the room like silver bells, while Draco stared at Hermione as if she had just stated that she had an affair with Snape, bewildered at the very idea he blanched. Hermione seeing his horrified look stopped laughing, her eyes turned into their normal dead stare, a small frown etched on her lips, "What's wrong, Malfoy?" She asked, startling him out of this world, he glanced at her and smirked evilly, his eyes mocking her, "Nothing."
Her glare could have burned holes in his skull, but he didn't let his smirk waver only grown more into a mocking smile, "What is it with you men? Is smirking all that you do?" Hermione sighed, the old chains rattled as she moved her hands, creating yet another cut in her bloody wrists. "Not exactly." Draco's response earned him a death glare from his prison companion, he smirked making his gray lifeless eyes sparkle with amusement catching Hermione's fiery brown scattered with yellow sparks. "Men." She sighed yet again shaking her head in amusement, letting their glaring match be destroyed, a fleeting smile rested on her lips, looking around her new home, dark and gaunt, just peachy. " You know, someone should clean this place once in a while, it's even too dirty to be classified as a filthy dungeon." Her remark seemed completely pointless as to the matter, but there was eventually nothing else to say, being chained to the wall, bleeding every now and then, starving for food. Food. Hermione suddenly realized that there were two plates of steaming nourishment lying untouched on the floor in front of two starved to death prisoners. She glanced at Draco, he was busy trying to hopelessly clean his wounds with his battered shirt, his almost silver hair hiding his soul binding eyes, she watched him work without avail, his long pale fingers gently brushing the gushing wounds on his ghostly pale arm, you could say that she was in a trance, following his
every stroke, every breath, every sound.
"You know, you are really starting to scare me, Granger, could you possibly convert your gazing to another object in the room, I really don't like it when people stare at me." Draco's husky voice awakened Hermione from her awkward daze, she blinked and stared hard into his captivating eyes, "Who says I was looking at you, Malfoy." She sneered, a mocking smirk playing on her lips, for a minute Draco just looked at her, stunned, his face took up its usual smirk, eyes glazed over with mocking fear "Oh my, Miss. Book-Worm of the ages is really a nasty girl underneath all that knowledge, how amazing." Sarcasm was his best shot at bringing her down, but to his surprise she didn't seem phased, the smirk only grew more mocking, her eyes took back their fire " But you don't know what else is underneath." She whispered, her eyes pouring into his own, he was taken aback by her remark, and it showed his mouth hung open, and he just stared at her in disbelief, she found this fairly amusing "What, Mister big bad boy is suddenly speechless? Isn't that a wonder?" She laughed again at the face he made, he was irritated, very irritated, and Malfoy's never like to be irritated.
"Women and their mood-swings." He mocked, smirking slightly.
"Men and their machoisim." Hemione replied, copying his smirk.
"You and your books."
"You and your pessimism."
"McGonagall's pet."
"Snape's pet."
A loud sigh from her silver-haired companion indicated his defeat; she smiled proudly, glaring at him as he shook his head slowly. "You truly are an impossible woman." He sighed leaning onto the comfortless wall, his eyes clearly showing amusement. "And you, an impossible man." Was her reply, along with that annoying smile that always comes on when she has proven her point. "Fine then, we're both impossible people living in a dungeon together for god knows how long, and I so do wish to not die from one of your lectures, so let's make a deal, shall we?" His sarcastic proposal almost made Hermione slap him good but she knew better, apparently he was serious about the deal, she nodded quickly in approval. " Then here it goes, you shall not utter a word that has anything to do with books, including your famous book Hogwarts A History, and I shall not call you Granger anymore, Granger…Hermione, do you accept?" His eyes showed he was not mocking or lying, but she was making a great sacrifice and all he gets to do is call her by her real name? That is such a rip off! "Now see here, Malfoy, I am doing you a great deed by not boring you to death, as you said, by quoting experts from books and all you do is call me Hermione? Well then, I will only agree if you will stop insulting me." She slowly explained as if talking to a child.
"Then I object, that will give you the advantage as to insult me!"
"My point being?"
"I cannot agree, either you stop: a) insulting me, b) calling me Malfoy, c) screaming at me, and d) quoting gibberish from books, then I will agree." Draco raved on.
"It's not gibberish! And I do NOT scream at you!"
"You are doing it right now." He simply replied, mocking her with his icy stare.
Hermione growled, she traced her chained hand through her brown locks flowing down her back, puckering her lips, she glared at his smirking face, she just wanted to wipe that evil smile off his face for once and for all.
"Shut up, Draco." Was all she uttered before lifting her hand up to rest in front of her.
"Make me, Hermione." Draco's eyes sparkled with life; catching her hand he shook it, sealing their deal.
"Yes! I can finally live! No more boring lectures to bear through!" Yet he continued to mock her, Hermione only sighed loudly, boys will be boys. "Oh bloody perfect, we spent all this time bickering about god knows what, and now the food is cold!" Realizing for the second time about the food, she fussed over how cold it would be, Draco only shook his head; he seemed to be doing that more often lately. " I wouldn't want to be the block who will be your husband, too much bickering and nagging, it must develop at such a young age." That earned him a bone-chilling glare from Hermione; he tried with all his will not to laugh, failing tragically.
" Would you please stop laughing like a mad hyena, and eat your soup, or would you rather continue on your pathetic little hunger-strike." Truthfully, Hermione wanted to laugh along with him, but since she wouldn't give him the pleasure of friendliness, she gave him the usual dead glare and boring remark. "Well then, Miss. Grumpy seems to have been bitten by the cranky bug." Sarcasm never ceases to exist in Draco's little brooding world of darkness.
"Shut up already, I'm too tired to deal with your insolence, little boy." Hermione retorted as she brutally attacked her bowl of cold tomato soup, gulping it down like a sea lion.
"It also seems like Miss. Grumpy has made herself look like a pig on the loose." Yet another death glare from Hermione, Draco just smirked and calmly ate his soup, further succeeding in irritating Hermione, obviously he completely forgot about their agreement.
" I wonder how many times will it take for me to say shut up before you actually do comprehend what those words mean, let's estimate, NOW!" Hermione chose to play in his little game, as she slowed down her eating extravaganza and focused her eyes onto him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~One hour later
"Okay, okay, so you aren't a weak over-educated spoiled brat princess from hell pet of all teachers, excuse me for being wrong." Draco rolled his eyes signaling his defeat, he had been arguing with Hermione for the past hour while they ate their food, and as usual, Hermione had once again won their match.
"As I have been telling you for the past hour, Draco Malfoy." Smiling she looked over at his brooding form in the shadows, it was still dark in the dungeon 24/7 but sometimes they had a tiny bit of light around mid-day or so, he was slowly slipping into the world of dreams, as she could see that his eyes were closed, his breathing steadied and he was off.
"Annoying brat." She whispered affectionately, looking at her wrists, they were still bloody as they were before, but the bleeding had stopped, the old rusty chains were hurting more than before and there was absolutely nothing that she could do. Letting her eyes close, she leaned against the wall, recalling the images of that night.
"Mom! Dad!" The young woman ran towards her parents, crying with joy as to finally see them. "Hermione! We missed you so much!" She laughed with tears streaming down her pale face as she buried her head in her fathers shoulder, letting her mother caress her long brown hair "Oh honey, it's so good to have you back." The older woman whispered, the salty tears trailing down her soaked cheek. They hugged for awhile, talking laughing, like a real family would do, after the usual how was the year, and the questioning they set off towards their car, shinning brightly in the day. The man started the car, still chatting with his daughter and wife; those were happy times.
Another scene appeared, this time it was inside a standard mild-class house, the house was cozy and the air was filled with happiness, the mother sat in the big plush chair in front of the fireplace, the father slowly flickering through the channels on the television, the 17-year-old daughter rummaging throughout the kitchen.
At exactly 9:00 pm, the house drew black, the young woman screamed with terror at seeing 5 men cloaked in black appear in the living room, sending a spell hurling at each of the girls parents. Instantly as the spell hit them they cried in agony, falling to their knees, ear-splitting cries flying through the air, their pale skin showing veins surfacing, the girl watched as her parents nearly passed out in pain. Instead of hearing their cruel cries she herd laughing, loud and bitter laughing, she lurched her head towards the five men laughing at the scene before them, almost compelling herself to brutally slash their throats, she glared at them, her tear stained face turning a sickening white, her eyes lighting up with deadly fire of hatred. Suddenly, one of the laughing men turned to see her, he immediately stopped laughing at seeing her eyes, but nonetheless he smirked darkly.
What happened next was impossible to remember, the girl had felt her heart explode, lungs burn up, stomach crunch up, the fire fill her every vein, eyes watering with pain, but she didn't cry out. " Oh, so we have a brave one then? Well, see how brave you are, mudblood." A taunting voice reached her ears; as if it were from far away then there was blackness.
"No!" Hermione awoke from her horrid nightmare, actually it wasn't a nightmare it was what really happened, she cringed at the memory it was still fresh in her mind, the cries, the pain, it was all too realistic. She started shivering, pulling her knees up to her chest, she continued to shake horribly, eyes watering through closed lids, sobs trying to get free, her mind working quickly letting the dreaded pictures enter her mind, yet again, reminding her of what a coward she was, how pathetic it was to just simply stand there as her parents were killed, she didn't lift a fingure to help, if only she would have, they would be safe, all a happy family. That did it, her silent sobs were finally released, her tears flowed, none stop, soaking her dirty black robes, why? Why did this happen to her? What did she do to deserve this? Was it God's punishment? If yes, then for what? Hemione suddenly felt anger pump through her veins, poisoning her heart, freezing the blood, she was angry, this was her punishment for doing nothing, she did not deserve this, another wonderful twist in the road of life.
The tears stopped, her shiver attack clamed, and she was silent, brooding, she was all alone in a world where darkness ruled and you had to live with a cloud of hate inside your heart. Realization always came as a blow, to a person where everything around her was always her way; it came drastically fast, destroying her happiness all in one simple flash.
Hermione's eyes darkened, her nails dug deep into her skin as she clenched her fits in anger, the dark thoughts already poisoning her happiness, this was the end of the fluttery-ball book-worm Hermione Granger, here comes the new creature from within. Hermione's eyes finally flickered closed; she released her clenched fist, and let sleep capture her mind for the night.
A/N: Well then, wasn't that funny…Okay, I do not know what in the name of Van Fanel has gotten into me and possessed me to write that…err….if you guys don't like it, just say it and I'll change it, 'cause I'm really not happy about this part…Anyways, I love you all!!! The people that reviewed….I LOVE YOU!!! No not in THAT way only in the way of saying that I greatly appreciate your little words of praise!! But I won't get any for this chappy…I tell you its really really bad… Okay, fine I am talking non-sense but do I care? NOOOO, I just drank a whole bottle of champagne 'cause of course it NEW YEARS EVE!! YES I'M WRITING AT MIDNIGHT!! For you it might be hang-over time when you read this…so don't pay attention to my…er…shall we say…peculiar behavior… and very very bad sentence structure!! Right then, better stop before some of you get really irritated with me…BUH BYE!!!!
P.S: I really wanted to mention the names of you people that reviewed but I'm not on the net right now..so…I can't really…see who reviewed…BUT I promise that next chappy you'll get a god damn paragraph for all of the 4 peeps who graciously reviewed!!! I thank you 4 people!!!
P.P.S: I am also a Draco obsessed fan…in my mind Draco is mine…do…not…take…him…from…ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Or else you shall suffer a most horrid death………..I know it's not funny….Okay so I really need to get a new life…or at least a life…which I do not have…at this very moment…
P.P.P.S: The DISCLAIMER: I-D-O-N-O-T-O-W-N-H-A-R-R-Y-P-O-T-T-E-R……Get it?
P.P.P.P.S: IT'S THE YEAR 2002!!!!!! JOY, JOY, JOOOOOOOY!!!!!!! Happy, happy, happy, bubbly bubbly bubbly…yet I know…too much champagne…need to somber up….HAHAHAHA…very funny…talking non-sense again…must…stop…talking…God help me………………I feel…so…happy…?