Hermione woke up with a start when Fred and George made a lot f noise.
They thought it was funny. Well, Hermione didn't think it was funny. Now
she was in a bad mood.
Hermione brought Crookshanks upstairs and gathered her books. She was ready for class, even though she was still tired and she hoped that Harry had brought some sense into Ron. The idea of Harry and Hermione being together was as laughable as Hermione and Malfoy dating.
Come to think of it, Hermione had another training after dinner tonight. That meant that she didn't have much time for studying and looking up that book for the dreams.
Hermione looked around in the common room. Harry and Ron were nowhere to be seen, so she left for breakfast. First she was going to Madam Pomfrey, for the dreamless potion.
As Hermione reached the door to Madam Pomfrey's office she knocked on the door. The woman appeared and gave her a smile.
"Hello Miss Granger, in what trouble have you given yourself into this time?" She asked. Luckily she was in a good mood today.
"No trouble," said Hermione. "But there is one thing. I can't sleep very well at night. It's because of the pressure of those OWL's that are coming. I feel so tensed when I get into bed and have these nightmares of the exams."
"Do you want a dreamless potion?" Asked Madam Pomfrey with a frown.
"Yes," Hermione said. She was lying to the older woman, but it didn't matter at the time.
"Of course you can have some. I'll give you some for a week," she said, while disappearing in her office. She returned after a minute. "Mister Malfoy came here earlier today asking for a Dreamless potion. I didn't give it to him of course. He didn't have a good enough reason."
Hermione almost laughed. So little Draco was afraid of sleeping to? How sweet. (Did she just think he was sweet? I don't think so)
"I'm sorry, Miss Granger. I don't have the potion here, but I'll give you a note. You can take it to Professor Snape. He has some Dreamless Potion left, I believe."
Madam Pomfrey said goodbye and went into her office again.
Hermione just stood there. Oh, no. Now she had to go to Professor Snape! That was awful! He was the most terrible teacher she ever had. She had cried many times in her previous years because of his comments that he made in class all the time. She did everything perfect, but it was never perfect enough for him.
Wanting it to be over as soon as possible, she walked to the dungeons.
As she walked down the hall, she felt someone bump into her.
"Watch where you're going!" Said an irritated voice.
Hermione looked up and saw grey eyes staring into her brown ones.
"What do you want, Draco?" Hermione asked.
"What I want?" He said. He wasn't in a good mood.
"Never mind," Hermione signed. "Don't forget we have to train again tonight."
"Do you think I'm stupid or something?" He shouted.
"Well, I'm sorry, I was just trying to be nice!" Hermione shouted back in his face. She was becoming red from anger.
"Don't you pity me because of my father being dead!"
"I wasn't…" Hermione said, but was interrupted.
"Yes you were!" He said angrily. "Your parents are dead too. Don't forget that Hermione."
"Don't you dare talk about my parents, Malfoy," she hissed.
"I will talk about anything I want, you hear! Your parents are dead, but don't worry. It will only make you stronger. Be glad they're dead."
Hermione gasped. She raised her hand and hit him in the face. Very hard. He only growled and put his hand on his cheek.
"That's the spirit. Feel the anger," He said, with some kind of evil smile on his face.
"How can you be so heartless, Draco?" She asked with a small voice and tears in her eyes.
"I'm feeling kind of dizzy," Draco said, with his hands on his head.
"Me to," Hermione confessed. Everything around her was spinning. She couldn't stand it anymore and fainted.
Hermione was standing in a room. She recognised it as her living room, in the normal world. It was quite big, with a big couch and chairs and a big television that her parents bought in the summer vacation.
"Where are we?"
"In my living room, of my house in the muggle world," Hermione answered.
"Why are we here?" Draco asked.
"I don't know," Hermione said.
A woman entered the living room. She had long, brown hair and blue eyes. It was Hermione's mother.
"Mom?" Hermione whispered. She walked to the woman, who had a big smile on her face, her eyes glowing with happiness. Hermione tried to touch her mother's face, but it was like she was a ghost. Her hand went through the face, like she was nothing.
"We must be in the past. I think it's a vision," Draco said, looking around while Hermione stepped back, closer to Malfoy.
Hermione had tears in her eyes. She didn't think she was ever going to see her mother again. But she didn't want to cry now. All she wanted to do was look at her mother, who was looking so happy.
"John? Come here! We got a letter from Hermione!" Her mother shouted, still with that smile on her face.
Her father walked in. He was a big man, with brown hair like his wife's. Hermione had his brown eyes.
"A letter?" He asked happily. "What does she say?"
"She says everything's great and that she misses us very much."
Hermione smiled through her sadness. She remembered writing that letter one morning. It was evening now, in this vision.
"I miss her very much to," her mother said.
"I know, Kate," John Granger said. "But she will come in the Christmas break, she promised."
"Yes," Kate Granger said sadly.
Suddenly the doorbell rang.
"You stay here," Hermione's father said, after giving his wife a kiss on the forehead. "I'll open the door."
Kate sat down, still reading the letter.
Hermione got tears in her eyes. She wanted to hug her mother so much. She wanted to say she loved her.
There sounded a shout at the door and Kate Granger let the letter drop on the floor when two men with black hoots and robes came in.
"Kate! Run!" John Granger shouted again. He was being dragged into the room, one man pulling him.
"Help!" Hermione's mother screamed.
"Nobody will hear you," one of the men said with the coldest voice Hermione had ever heard. "We got spells on your house."
The other man grabbed her.
"We feel like having fun today," he whispered in her ear, but it was loud enough for her husband to hear, who struggled to the grip of the man holding him.
"Leave her alone!" John growled. "Kill me, but leave her."
"Oh, no. We can have more fun with her than with you. Put crucio on him."
Hermione watched powerless how her father was being tortured with a powerful spell. His screams hurt Hermione's ears so much she couldn't stand it anymore. Her head was going to explode.
After that they had given her father more pain than he could ever imagine existed, they stopped and let him watch as they did the curse on his wife to. Silent tears streamed down Hermione's face as she tried running out of the room. She couldn't look at this. She didn't want to see this.
But all Hermione could do was close her eyes. She could still hear the screams of her mother and the growls of pleasure from the three men.
And suddenly all stopped. The whole world was black.
Hermione gasped and stood up as fast as she could. She looked around and saw no living room or death eaters. Only the dungeons.
Hermione started to cry. More than she had ever done. She fell on the floor, still crying.
She felt Draco lower himself and put his arms around her.
"It's alright," he whispered into her hair. "Everything's going to be alright. It's over."
He rubbed her back with soft strokes. He whispered into her ear that everything was alright until she had calmed down a bit.
"Why did I have to see that?" She sobbed. His whole chest was wet from her tears, but she didn't care.
"I don't know," was all he whispered. "I don't know."
~*~*~
This wasn't a nice chapter, right? I know. 'Poor Hermione! How could you do this to her?'
Alright. I won't say anything else now. I'm not in a very good mood at the moment.
Well, I think I'll thank everybody anyways.
Thanks to:
~Chrissy: Sorry! Hope you'll forgive me. I wrote this as soon as I could, and it's bigger than the other chapter.~ ~Sucker For Romance~ ~Vivianita~ ~Volcana: Well, I like your idea, but I don't think they'll see each others dreams yet (because of that potion, you know). I don't exactly know what I'm going to let them dream of (YET). Thanks for your idea.~ ~MagicalMoonPrinces~ ~Dragon Eyes~ ~Jaya~ ~joyce: you wanted a fight, well there you are. (that sentence wasn't meant to sound mean or anything)~
I know that they have weird powers (super strength, talking to animals, entering each others dreams, seeing visions, great consentration). Please don't flame me! Alright, I'm being hysterical now.
I'll write again soon!
Hermione brought Crookshanks upstairs and gathered her books. She was ready for class, even though she was still tired and she hoped that Harry had brought some sense into Ron. The idea of Harry and Hermione being together was as laughable as Hermione and Malfoy dating.
Come to think of it, Hermione had another training after dinner tonight. That meant that she didn't have much time for studying and looking up that book for the dreams.
Hermione looked around in the common room. Harry and Ron were nowhere to be seen, so she left for breakfast. First she was going to Madam Pomfrey, for the dreamless potion.
As Hermione reached the door to Madam Pomfrey's office she knocked on the door. The woman appeared and gave her a smile.
"Hello Miss Granger, in what trouble have you given yourself into this time?" She asked. Luckily she was in a good mood today.
"No trouble," said Hermione. "But there is one thing. I can't sleep very well at night. It's because of the pressure of those OWL's that are coming. I feel so tensed when I get into bed and have these nightmares of the exams."
"Do you want a dreamless potion?" Asked Madam Pomfrey with a frown.
"Yes," Hermione said. She was lying to the older woman, but it didn't matter at the time.
"Of course you can have some. I'll give you some for a week," she said, while disappearing in her office. She returned after a minute. "Mister Malfoy came here earlier today asking for a Dreamless potion. I didn't give it to him of course. He didn't have a good enough reason."
Hermione almost laughed. So little Draco was afraid of sleeping to? How sweet. (Did she just think he was sweet? I don't think so)
"I'm sorry, Miss Granger. I don't have the potion here, but I'll give you a note. You can take it to Professor Snape. He has some Dreamless Potion left, I believe."
Madam Pomfrey said goodbye and went into her office again.
Hermione just stood there. Oh, no. Now she had to go to Professor Snape! That was awful! He was the most terrible teacher she ever had. She had cried many times in her previous years because of his comments that he made in class all the time. She did everything perfect, but it was never perfect enough for him.
Wanting it to be over as soon as possible, she walked to the dungeons.
As she walked down the hall, she felt someone bump into her.
"Watch where you're going!" Said an irritated voice.
Hermione looked up and saw grey eyes staring into her brown ones.
"What do you want, Draco?" Hermione asked.
"What I want?" He said. He wasn't in a good mood.
"Never mind," Hermione signed. "Don't forget we have to train again tonight."
"Do you think I'm stupid or something?" He shouted.
"Well, I'm sorry, I was just trying to be nice!" Hermione shouted back in his face. She was becoming red from anger.
"Don't you pity me because of my father being dead!"
"I wasn't…" Hermione said, but was interrupted.
"Yes you were!" He said angrily. "Your parents are dead too. Don't forget that Hermione."
"Don't you dare talk about my parents, Malfoy," she hissed.
"I will talk about anything I want, you hear! Your parents are dead, but don't worry. It will only make you stronger. Be glad they're dead."
Hermione gasped. She raised her hand and hit him in the face. Very hard. He only growled and put his hand on his cheek.
"That's the spirit. Feel the anger," He said, with some kind of evil smile on his face.
"How can you be so heartless, Draco?" She asked with a small voice and tears in her eyes.
"I'm feeling kind of dizzy," Draco said, with his hands on his head.
"Me to," Hermione confessed. Everything around her was spinning. She couldn't stand it anymore and fainted.
Hermione was standing in a room. She recognised it as her living room, in the normal world. It was quite big, with a big couch and chairs and a big television that her parents bought in the summer vacation.
"Where are we?"
"In my living room, of my house in the muggle world," Hermione answered.
"Why are we here?" Draco asked.
"I don't know," Hermione said.
A woman entered the living room. She had long, brown hair and blue eyes. It was Hermione's mother.
"Mom?" Hermione whispered. She walked to the woman, who had a big smile on her face, her eyes glowing with happiness. Hermione tried to touch her mother's face, but it was like she was a ghost. Her hand went through the face, like she was nothing.
"We must be in the past. I think it's a vision," Draco said, looking around while Hermione stepped back, closer to Malfoy.
Hermione had tears in her eyes. She didn't think she was ever going to see her mother again. But she didn't want to cry now. All she wanted to do was look at her mother, who was looking so happy.
"John? Come here! We got a letter from Hermione!" Her mother shouted, still with that smile on her face.
Her father walked in. He was a big man, with brown hair like his wife's. Hermione had his brown eyes.
"A letter?" He asked happily. "What does she say?"
"She says everything's great and that she misses us very much."
Hermione smiled through her sadness. She remembered writing that letter one morning. It was evening now, in this vision.
"I miss her very much to," her mother said.
"I know, Kate," John Granger said. "But she will come in the Christmas break, she promised."
"Yes," Kate Granger said sadly.
Suddenly the doorbell rang.
"You stay here," Hermione's father said, after giving his wife a kiss on the forehead. "I'll open the door."
Kate sat down, still reading the letter.
Hermione got tears in her eyes. She wanted to hug her mother so much. She wanted to say she loved her.
There sounded a shout at the door and Kate Granger let the letter drop on the floor when two men with black hoots and robes came in.
"Kate! Run!" John Granger shouted again. He was being dragged into the room, one man pulling him.
"Help!" Hermione's mother screamed.
"Nobody will hear you," one of the men said with the coldest voice Hermione had ever heard. "We got spells on your house."
The other man grabbed her.
"We feel like having fun today," he whispered in her ear, but it was loud enough for her husband to hear, who struggled to the grip of the man holding him.
"Leave her alone!" John growled. "Kill me, but leave her."
"Oh, no. We can have more fun with her than with you. Put crucio on him."
Hermione watched powerless how her father was being tortured with a powerful spell. His screams hurt Hermione's ears so much she couldn't stand it anymore. Her head was going to explode.
After that they had given her father more pain than he could ever imagine existed, they stopped and let him watch as they did the curse on his wife to. Silent tears streamed down Hermione's face as she tried running out of the room. She couldn't look at this. She didn't want to see this.
But all Hermione could do was close her eyes. She could still hear the screams of her mother and the growls of pleasure from the three men.
And suddenly all stopped. The whole world was black.
Hermione gasped and stood up as fast as she could. She looked around and saw no living room or death eaters. Only the dungeons.
Hermione started to cry. More than she had ever done. She fell on the floor, still crying.
She felt Draco lower himself and put his arms around her.
"It's alright," he whispered into her hair. "Everything's going to be alright. It's over."
He rubbed her back with soft strokes. He whispered into her ear that everything was alright until she had calmed down a bit.
"Why did I have to see that?" She sobbed. His whole chest was wet from her tears, but she didn't care.
"I don't know," was all he whispered. "I don't know."
~*~*~
This wasn't a nice chapter, right? I know. 'Poor Hermione! How could you do this to her?'
Alright. I won't say anything else now. I'm not in a very good mood at the moment.
Well, I think I'll thank everybody anyways.
Thanks to:
~Chrissy: Sorry! Hope you'll forgive me. I wrote this as soon as I could, and it's bigger than the other chapter.~ ~Sucker For Romance~ ~Vivianita~ ~Volcana: Well, I like your idea, but I don't think they'll see each others dreams yet (because of that potion, you know). I don't exactly know what I'm going to let them dream of (YET). Thanks for your idea.~ ~MagicalMoonPrinces~ ~Dragon Eyes~ ~Jaya~ ~joyce: you wanted a fight, well there you are. (that sentence wasn't meant to sound mean or anything)~
I know that they have weird powers (super strength, talking to animals, entering each others dreams, seeing visions, great consentration). Please don't flame me! Alright, I'm being hysterical now.
I'll write again soon!