1.1.1.1 Chapter 10
2 Michael
'What?' Holly was trembling. She fixed her telepathic skills on Charlie.
'Well I'll come out straight about it. Luicius Malfoy killed our parents.' Charlie bent her head down. At first Holly was silently trembling, searching Charlie's mind to check for lies. When she couldn't find them, she shot up.
'I'm gonna kill that snivelling Slytherin bastard!' Holly stormed out to look for Draco ignoring her sister's pleas to come back.
'Albus, please tell me it's not true,' Professor McGonagall was pacing the length of Albus Dumbledore's office, wringing her hands.
'I'm sorry Minerva but we have to face the facts. Holly is getting too many conflicting emotions from Draco. Any more and she will, in the worst case scenario, die.' Albus rose from his chair to comfort Minerva.
'Doesn't she get conflicting emotions too? No one's perfect Albus,' Minerva, although she had stopped pacing, she was still wringing her hands.
'I don't doubt that she does. All that I know is that if Holly Ryan gets another dose of conflicting emotions, either from Draco or herself, she'll be paying a visit to the hospital wing.'
Minerva McGonagall took her glasses off to wipe her eyes free of tears.
Holly stormed into the Great Hall. Everyone was eating lunch.
'Hey Holly,' Ron shouted and Hermione stood up and Harry waved. But she stormed straight past the Gryffindor table, making a beeline for Draco. She came up behind him, grabbed his collar and pulled him to the floor.
'What…what you do that for?' However Draco tried, he could never be sarcastic or mean to Holly. She didn't say a word, she waited until he got up and then punched him. Hard. So hard he went sprawling across the Slytherin table, ending up with his head on Pansy Parkinson's plate. Pansy smiled. She had said before that she 'would love to eat Draco up' but this was ridiculous. Once Draco had got up, Holly began shouting.
'Your dad's a murderer, Malfoy! He killed my parents! I hate him, I hate Slytherin and most of all I hate you!' With that and tears rolling down her face she began to leave. But suddenly…
'He may have killed them but I saved your life,' Holly spun around very shocked. How could Malfoy get into her head like that? But before she could ask him, he exited the Hall fast. She ran after him, leaving the whole school in shock.
Draco was sitting on the floor by the beech tree, not a care that his trousers were slowly getting soaked in melted snow. Holly came up to him.
'How the fuck did you do that?' Holly demanded, arms crossed.
'What this?' Holly shook her head, determined that she was dreaming.
'What on earth did you mean? You saved my life? How?' But as Draco looked up, she knew the answer.
'You were the little child there. You saw me.' Holly leant against the tree trunk trying to absorb this. Draco got up and walked into the clearing, where Harry and him had had their first flying lesson. An unforgettable experience. Holly followed him.
'So why didn't you tell your precious daddy there were two girls hiding in the cupboard hmm?' Holly asked. Draco spun around quickly.
'Because I loved you. I didn't want you to die,' He said. He then realised what he had said and began walking again. Holly had to break into a slow jog to keep up with him.
'What? You loved me? You didn't know me.' Draco suddenly stopped.
'Who bought you that bracelet?' He asked nodding towards it.
'Don't change the subject Malfoy,'
'I'm not. Who bought you that bracelet?'
'A boy,' it was Holly's turn to walk away.
'Was his name Michael?' Holly, although shocked, didn't stop walking. But she stopped soon enough as Draco began to recount all the memorable meetings she had had with Michael.
'I loved you and I still do,' only then did Holly turn around as she remembered one thing. You couldn't lie telepathically.
'How did you manage to lie to me about your name?' She asked, slowly making her way back to him. 'You can't lie telepathically.'
'I see your memory's fading. I didn't communicate telepathically from the beginning.' Holly suddenly realised he was right. He used to write messages on big bits of card before she taught him how to send messages.
'You're not Michael anymore,'
'I am, I still am Michael. I still love you,' Draco walked forward and took her hand. Holly pulled it free.
'No you're not you're Draco Malfoy, a mean hearted Slytherin. You've changed since you went away. A lot.' Holly turned away from him. 'Why did you lie Draco?' At first Draco was slightly taken aback because Holly had used his first name.
'We were on the run Holly. Father, Mother, me, we all changed our names and moved opposite you. Do you think you would have even given me a second thought if I'd told you I was a Malfoy?' Holly turned back around. 'And even if you did, what would have been your chances of getting it together with your precious Harry Potter if he knew?' After this, they stood for a few minutes. Then everything happened at once.
'I hate you Malfoy. You lied to me,' Holly said and slapped him. Hard. But before Draco could make up a suitable reply, she put her hand to his cheek. 'But I still love Michael.' The next thing they were kissing. Just like on the night of the Easter Feast. Except this time Holly meant it. It only lasted a few minutes but to Draco it felt like an eternity. He had missed Holly so much and now she was back in his life. Ok, not in the way she used to be but she was there. Holly broke off the kiss.
'Thank you for saving us Draco,' she said before suddenly passing out.
Albus Dumbledore watched Draco carrying the limp form of Holly inside from the window. He shook his head.
'Love hurts,' he simply said to himself
2 Michael
'What?' Holly was trembling. She fixed her telepathic skills on Charlie.
'Well I'll come out straight about it. Luicius Malfoy killed our parents.' Charlie bent her head down. At first Holly was silently trembling, searching Charlie's mind to check for lies. When she couldn't find them, she shot up.
'I'm gonna kill that snivelling Slytherin bastard!' Holly stormed out to look for Draco ignoring her sister's pleas to come back.
'Albus, please tell me it's not true,' Professor McGonagall was pacing the length of Albus Dumbledore's office, wringing her hands.
'I'm sorry Minerva but we have to face the facts. Holly is getting too many conflicting emotions from Draco. Any more and she will, in the worst case scenario, die.' Albus rose from his chair to comfort Minerva.
'Doesn't she get conflicting emotions too? No one's perfect Albus,' Minerva, although she had stopped pacing, she was still wringing her hands.
'I don't doubt that she does. All that I know is that if Holly Ryan gets another dose of conflicting emotions, either from Draco or herself, she'll be paying a visit to the hospital wing.'
Minerva McGonagall took her glasses off to wipe her eyes free of tears.
Holly stormed into the Great Hall. Everyone was eating lunch.
'Hey Holly,' Ron shouted and Hermione stood up and Harry waved. But she stormed straight past the Gryffindor table, making a beeline for Draco. She came up behind him, grabbed his collar and pulled him to the floor.
'What…what you do that for?' However Draco tried, he could never be sarcastic or mean to Holly. She didn't say a word, she waited until he got up and then punched him. Hard. So hard he went sprawling across the Slytherin table, ending up with his head on Pansy Parkinson's plate. Pansy smiled. She had said before that she 'would love to eat Draco up' but this was ridiculous. Once Draco had got up, Holly began shouting.
'Your dad's a murderer, Malfoy! He killed my parents! I hate him, I hate Slytherin and most of all I hate you!' With that and tears rolling down her face she began to leave. But suddenly…
'He may have killed them but I saved your life,' Holly spun around very shocked. How could Malfoy get into her head like that? But before she could ask him, he exited the Hall fast. She ran after him, leaving the whole school in shock.
Draco was sitting on the floor by the beech tree, not a care that his trousers were slowly getting soaked in melted snow. Holly came up to him.
'How the fuck did you do that?' Holly demanded, arms crossed.
'What this?' Holly shook her head, determined that she was dreaming.
'What on earth did you mean? You saved my life? How?' But as Draco looked up, she knew the answer.
'You were the little child there. You saw me.' Holly leant against the tree trunk trying to absorb this. Draco got up and walked into the clearing, where Harry and him had had their first flying lesson. An unforgettable experience. Holly followed him.
'So why didn't you tell your precious daddy there were two girls hiding in the cupboard hmm?' Holly asked. Draco spun around quickly.
'Because I loved you. I didn't want you to die,' He said. He then realised what he had said and began walking again. Holly had to break into a slow jog to keep up with him.
'What? You loved me? You didn't know me.' Draco suddenly stopped.
'Who bought you that bracelet?' He asked nodding towards it.
'Don't change the subject Malfoy,'
'I'm not. Who bought you that bracelet?'
'A boy,' it was Holly's turn to walk away.
'Was his name Michael?' Holly, although shocked, didn't stop walking. But she stopped soon enough as Draco began to recount all the memorable meetings she had had with Michael.
'I loved you and I still do,' only then did Holly turn around as she remembered one thing. You couldn't lie telepathically.
'How did you manage to lie to me about your name?' She asked, slowly making her way back to him. 'You can't lie telepathically.'
'I see your memory's fading. I didn't communicate telepathically from the beginning.' Holly suddenly realised he was right. He used to write messages on big bits of card before she taught him how to send messages.
'You're not Michael anymore,'
'I am, I still am Michael. I still love you,' Draco walked forward and took her hand. Holly pulled it free.
'No you're not you're Draco Malfoy, a mean hearted Slytherin. You've changed since you went away. A lot.' Holly turned away from him. 'Why did you lie Draco?' At first Draco was slightly taken aback because Holly had used his first name.
'We were on the run Holly. Father, Mother, me, we all changed our names and moved opposite you. Do you think you would have even given me a second thought if I'd told you I was a Malfoy?' Holly turned back around. 'And even if you did, what would have been your chances of getting it together with your precious Harry Potter if he knew?' After this, they stood for a few minutes. Then everything happened at once.
'I hate you Malfoy. You lied to me,' Holly said and slapped him. Hard. But before Draco could make up a suitable reply, she put her hand to his cheek. 'But I still love Michael.' The next thing they were kissing. Just like on the night of the Easter Feast. Except this time Holly meant it. It only lasted a few minutes but to Draco it felt like an eternity. He had missed Holly so much and now she was back in his life. Ok, not in the way she used to be but she was there. Holly broke off the kiss.
'Thank you for saving us Draco,' she said before suddenly passing out.
Albus Dumbledore watched Draco carrying the limp form of Holly inside from the window. He shook his head.
'Love hurts,' he simply said to himself