Chapter 6- Draco's memory
~*~ Hey everybody. I apologise once again for the length of time it took to get chapter five up but to make up for it this little speedy fish has been working for most of the afternoon and has managed to whip out another chapter a nice long one to sink your teeth into. (*cheers weakly*) I love all my reviews and I'm so glad I seem to have a group of reviewers that always review and always say such nice things. Look in the thankyou's for your name. I hope I have included everybody. I remind you that it you want notice of when the next chapter is coming up or you simply want to email me that is fine, in fact it is more than fine. I love it! My email address is in my bio. This chapter starts off light-hearted and even sort of comic but it gets rather dark. My silly plot seems to want to destroy all the fluffiness, but don't worry I'll figure out a way for them to co-exist!
Disclaimer: I wouldn't have the time or the talent to write books as great as the Harry Potter books are and that should be obvious to everyone.
AN= Authors note
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Hermione felt so warm. Her eyelids fluttered and she weakly tried to move. However, she discovered with increasing alarm that she was restricted from doing so. Opening her eyes quickly Hermione became aware of the bare skin against her cheek and palms and, starting to feel a little panicky, attempted to gather her thoughts and figure out where she was and what was going on. She couldn't see anything as there seemed to be a T-shirt covering her face and when she tried to remember anything her head ached and felt fuzzy. Hermione realised that her constant and unerring companion, rational thought, had left her and, exhausted, she slumped forward again. Her energy seemed to be ebbing away and it wasn't long before she fell back asleep.
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Draco awoke feeling refreshed and positively happy, then the events of the day and night before came flooding back and he tried to see if Hermione was alright. Her body against his felt warm but not feverishly so and he breathed a big sigh of relief. He instantly regretted it as the confines of his jacket pushed Hermione up against his body. He stilled as he felt her breasts crush against his chest and her sweet breath tickle his skin. Draco began to feel distinctly 'uncomfortable' (AN You know what I mean!) and he felt a blush creep up his neck and spread across his cheeks.
'Please don't let her wake up!' Draco thought fervently.
By some cruel twist of fate Hermione did indeed begin to stir and he desperately tried to move away from her. But he forgot they were both imprisoned inside his jacket and when he tried to wiggle away from her she moved with him. Before he had realised what was happening he had rolled off the seat, taking Hermione and the large pile of clothes with him. She landed on her back on the floor with a soft "Oh!" of surprise and Draco lay on top of her his eyes wide and terrified. He supported most of his weight on his hands and stared down at her, waiting for her reaction.
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"Wha…?" she managed after a long pause. Draco's heart softened, she looked so disorientated and was obviously still very feeble.
"Do you think you could try and sit up?" he asked her gently realising she was lying on the zip. She nodded dumbly and tried to do as he asked but it was no good. Draco couldn't move because she dragged him back down and Hermione couldn't move because he was on top of her.
"This isn't working." Draco panted after several tries. "You'll have to put your arms around my neck and", he blushed furiously again, "your legs around my waist. Then I'll rock backwards and undo the zip.
Hermione looked horrified and Draco seethed at her expression. 'Didn't she realise all he had done for her?' 'No she doesn't.' another voice whispered in his head. He ignored the second voice and glared at Hermione.
"Look, Granger. This isn't exactly fun for me either, my skin will probably never be clean again after coming so close to a mudblood, but this is the only way to free us and then I'll try never to touch you again." 'Liar!' the voice hissed in his head, 'you'll try at every opportunity to get this close to her again!'
Hermione's eyes flashed and she seemed to regain some of her strength.
"Fine!" she growled, wrestling her arms free and hanging them loosely around his neck and hooking her legs around him. "Hurry up and free me!" she ordered once she was ready. Draco was savouring the feeling of her hanging on to him but he knew that it would look odd if he didn't release her quickly. He reached around and quickly undid the zip, as she fell backwards his hand shot out, much against his will, and supported her head just before it hit the ground.
"Don't want you unconscious again do we mudblood?" he jeered to cover his embarrassment.
"Whatever!" she said, sarcastically, wriggling away from him.
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Draco climbed out of the car and stretched. The air outside was chilly but it was still near enough summer for it to not be uncomfortably so. If they had been expelled in winter they probably wouldn't have survived the night. Thinking it over he realised that something was amiss. Why had they been dumped? Why Hermione and himself but no one else? What was the connection? Suddenly memories overtook Draco and he sank to the ground moaning…
***Flashback-Malfoy Manor, Draco is 7***
"Lucius* no!" a woman screamed, "he's too young it'll kill him!"
"Shut up woman and don't speak unless I tell you to. I need you now but I will not hesitate to get rid of you when I'm done. Your behaviour now is crucial to your future and the future of your son."
"Mummy?" said the sandy haired boy who clutched her hand tightly. "What's going on, mummy?"
"Lucius, he's terrified. He's your son, your son!"
The tall man covered in black turned and gripped the woman's chin.
"Really?" he asked. "Is he really? Because I distinctly remember Dobby telling me that Fudge visits quite often when I'm out. We'll soon find out if he is my son, wife." He spat out the last word and pushed her back roughly before striding down the corridor, his cloak flapping. The woman staggered back and little Draco tried to catch her. She regained her balance and knelt by her son.
"Listen darling, things are going to be frightening tonight but you must promise me that you will do what daddy says. Mummy will try and help you but daddy mustn't know. He would get very angry if he knew so you must pretend you are doing things all by yourself. There is one last thing and it is very important so I want you to listen carefully. If daddy puts his hands over his eyes and starts saying 'Hypnto Impero' you must run. My little baby, run and run and do not look back. I will always be with you and you will never be alone. Promise me you will run. Promise?"
"I promise." The little boy repeated solemnly.
"What do you promise?"
"I promise to run if daddy says Hy..hypnto Impero. And mummy will always be with me and I will never be alone." The gaunt woman threw her arms around him and wept.
"My little dragon." She whispered
"Mummy?" his bottom lip quivered. Something was different. Usually Draco saw his daddy once a week on Sundays but tonight he had been pulled out of bed and dragged down this corridor that he had never seen before.
"Boy!" came a shout from down the dank corridor. His mummy gave a little whimper but pushed him forward into the dark.
"Yes, daddy?" he called running towards the voice. Suddenly a figure loomed out of the dark.
"You will call me father in public and Lucius when we are alone. Is that clear, boy?"
"Yes dad…Lucius."
"Good. Now I want you to meet some of your fathers friends." He indicated a group of black robe clad men, "these are death eaters. You will never mention them to anybody but if they give you an order you will obey."
Draco wanted to ask what they were doing at the Malfoy manor but he suddenly felt his mouth open and the words:
"Yes, Lucius." Come out. Draco was startled. He certainly hadn't meant to say that, then he realised that it must be his mummy helping him.
"You are learning, boy. Now, stand still for I have something to give you."
"A present?" the little boy asked eagerly. All the death eaters laughed unpleasantly and so did Lucius.
"That's right, a present. Look at me!" Lucius's eyes bored into Draco's then suddenly he lifted his hands to his face. "Hypnto Impero, Hypnto Impero, Hypnto Impero." He began to chant. Draco stood staring at him, he knew these words meant something but he couldn't think what. Suddenly a blinding pain burst from his temples and he sank, whimpering, to the ground. His father's voice continued to chant above him but then a new voice burst into his consciousness.
"DRACO, RUN!" it screamed.
He staggered to his feet.
"RUN! MY BABY RUN!"
He blindly ran pushing through the death eaters that tried to grab him.
"DRACO…, DRACO…,DRACO…"
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"Draco? Can you hear me?" Hermione gripped Draco by the shoulders and shook him. He rose as if from a nightmare and glared somewhat shakily at her.
"What?"
"Oh thank God!" she cried and before Draco could stop her she threw her arms around him and wept onto his shoulder.
"Mudblood." He choked revelling in the feeling of her in his arms. "What has gotten into you?"
"I thought you were going to die, Draco. Honestly I did. You were all cold and you were shaking and you wouldn't snap out of it. You're not epileptic are you?" she suddenly snapped.
"Epi…what?" he asked confused. 'It is probably a muggle thing' he thought gently pulling a still sobbing Hermione off him. Then the full realisation of his memory hit him.
"Hermione," he choked, "we have to get out of here."
She stood awkwardly wiping her eyes and scowling at him.
"Well I'm sorry Malfoy I didn't mean to get sick and ruin your little holiday but has it occurred to you that I didn't get a fever on purpose?" she asked sarcastically.
"Whatever." Malfoy replied almost smiling at the use of the expression he had picked up from her. Abruptly he turned. "Quick mudblood, pack everything you can and fast I want us behind that hill in five minutes." He pointed to a distant hillock out in the moors it wasn't so much a hill as a small rise on the other wise flat landscape but it would hide them from the road.
"You're not serious. We can't leave the road, Malfoy. We'll get lost within the hour."
"I'm deadly serious, Granger. If you're not ready in five minutes I will personally carry you behind that hill."
"Don't you dare!" she replied but she was already in the back of the car stuffing all her clothes back into her and Draco's bags.
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Draco watched her impatiently and suddenly got an acute sense of danger. He scuttled around the car and stilled Hermione's hands on the bags. She stood, silent waiting to see what was wrong. Then Draco got the all too familiar stab of pain in his temples and knew they were close. He grabbed both the backpacks and Hermione's hand pulling her out into the moors. For once she didn't question him she simply ran along as best she could behind him. They fairly flew over the rough grass but it wasn't fast enough for Draco.
"Hurry." He panted and Hermione, though she felt her lungs would burst, hurried. They finally reached the shelter of the hill and Draco basically threw her behind it before sliding down beside her. He peeked through the grass at the distant road. Standing, silhouetted against the sharp rays of the morning sun was a figure in a black cloak.
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*Did I spell that right? Sorry if I didn't!
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