Story Summary: Draco is in deep agony over his Parents death but does all
he can to deny it, he surrenders himself to the Dark lord as a Death
Eater.. He is Ordered to kill Hermione, but finds himself in deep confusion
over his feelings for her. The Story picks up from then on.
CHAPTER 1:
He stared from a distance, lightly above the clear horizon where the clouds formed mixtures of dark gray and black, as if beckoning a tragic doom. There stood a man, his wand out, eyes fixed with determination. Father.. He whispered, even though he knew that the sound couldn't be heard. The boy so much like the wizard held his breath.. aware of what's going to happen next. Images of hooded figures one after another emerged from the darkness towards the expectant one. The boy's mouth went open giving out a silent scream, a soundless plea.. No no.. Please don't, not my father.. He pleaded, gray eyes blazing with pain. However prayers were left echoing towards the merciless, as the man, Lucius Malfoy seemingly stared at him for a split moment, at his beloved son.. Draco. And with a flash of green light everything went black..
Breathlessly opening his startled blue gray eyes, sweating hard he sat up from his bed.. The dream felt so real.. So agonizing. Pain coursed through his veins and every particle of his body trembled, unclasping a few buttons of his nightshirt, he stood up from the bed. Feeling a slight sting on his lower lip he licked it and tasted blood, must've bit his lips too hard while he was sleeping.. Then as if a sudden gush of wind erupted in midair he felt a slight whisper in his ear.. Dragon… Dragon… deep, dark inviting… stare into the mirror my dear servant. Narrowing his eyes and did what he was told to do, and from The giant mirror an image emerged, somewhat a shadow of a man, and yet not a muggle, not a wizard. The power illuminated through the thin
glass into him. There was no point in asking anymore questions, he lowered his head in an image of a reverent bow clearly conscious of what was about to take place.
"I have called upon you.. to ask for your service.."
And before The Dark Lord could finish his sentence.. He nodded.. "Yes, I've been waiting for you… I knew you would come for me. As my father have served you so will I. I Draco Malfoy pledge my full allegiance under your power."
Then as if on cue he felt a stinging sensation on his right arm… he rolled his sleeves and saw the dark mark burning, aware of its power, and gratified that it was now a part of him.
"You have proven me your bravery.. to stand strong even after your father's great act of killing himself before the dementors caught him, and as your mother have killed herself after your father's death.. I bestow upon you the mark of my supremacy. The Death mark shall only be seen when I call upon you.."
"I vow that I will be here to yield to your every wish.." as he said right before the image disappeared from the mirror..
And still he stared, after all the pain, the tragedy.. those who owe him must now pay. And he swears that he's willing to go all lengths to avenge his parent's death. Every particle of his body screamed with hatred. He had the power now, the money.. Everything. And here he was Draco.. The dragon, as strong as ever. He made a promise to his his father's soul.. If there ever was such a thing. A Malfoy didn't die for nothing...
Draco Malfoy woke up the next morning, rising to his full height which was of course taller than most boys his age. He stared at himself in the mirror. Feeling fresh, somewhat revived, back to his old self, the old spirit coming alive only now better and stronger.. Platinum hair, blue gray eyes that can pierce anything that he gaze upon, red lips that could turn really cruel when he wanted it to be. Only now it held a slight scar from him biting it that night.. Never mind that, only adds to my sexuality. Whole, strong, and unrivaled. It was now time to go back to the pathetic world, another year, his last year in school and he's off to serve his Master to cause haywires in the wizard world. Well there's nothing like another chance for me to mess up with the dim-witted natives of Hogwarts, smiling slyly to himself..
Hermione Granger made her way to the tangling maze of late Hogwarts students trying to make their way to class, She had labored all night for her potions defense presentation and she couldn't wait to prove that awful Snape her capability to beat Malfoy anytime she wanted. Just as she was about to go inside the classroom she heard snickering behind her, and heaved a big sigh.. Nothing like a good morning badgering to start my day.
"Move away you ugly mudblood.."
"grow up Malfoy.. and to think we're already 17, you could at least show some signs of maturity.."
"Shut up you filthy little scoundrel, don't pour out your frustrations on me.."
Hermione seethed with anger and just as if it couldn't get much worse Pansy Parkinson a slytherin student emerged from behind, wavy hair falling infront of her, painted lips curving into a totally annoyingly self- centered smirk.
"Come on Draco.. If I were you I wouldn't mind her.. After all she's ought to live a life of a spinster! Look at the hair!"
"Oh well.. You couldn't be anymore accurate than that Pansy.. not to mention the hideous teeth." Draco said his eyes twinkling with humor.
"Malfoy!! I loathe you so much I wish the giant squid would just swallow you! If You don't have anything better to do go drown yourself.. Or better yet lose yourself in the forbidden forest!!" she screamed angrily, even quite surprised with the expression on his face when she said it with utter fury. He looked taken aback for a while and didn't say a word, then regained his composure and gave her one of his trademark smirks. He could have been really cute… the perfect teeth, gray eyes and smooth skin. Too bad he's head resembled that of a broken egg. She thought angrily storming inside the classroom ignoring the taunting whispers behind. She didn't care.. After all, she was here to study and not meddle with petty affairs and conversations. Who cares if her hair was bushy? Only Malfoy gives much importance to it anyway..
"You're hair's looking extra messy today huh Hermione?" Ron commented looking up slightly towards her hair.
She ignored the observation and rolled her eyes at Ron's direction who just gave her an idiotic smile in exchange. Trust him to just act like a 12 year old.. As always. She took a seat on her usual chair, arranged her books and turned to see Malfoy.. Who was as always, seated beside Crabbe and Goyle.. She was about to turn back to Prof. Snape only then noticing that he wasn't really wearing his usual confident and proud look during potions class.. It wasn't like him to let her off the hook that easily during the earlier incident. And the look on his face.. Somewhat of pure concentration.. His blue gray eyes were narrowed And strands of lose blonde hair fell from his forehead..
"Now now Ms Granger.. If you'd just start with your defense and stop staring at Mr. Malfoy here don't you think we could be at least be making much more progress?"
Several of the slytherin students were snickering and Hermione turned a bright crimson color looking down on her hands pretending that it didn't bother her at all.
"Oooh.. Ms. Bushy hair Granger has developed a great crush on Malfoooy.." She heard one of them sarcastically gush.
She ignored the remark, exhaled deeply.. I can do this.. She told herself. Making her way in front of the class..
"It's not like you to be so jittery Ms.Granger.. How will you present in front of the class when you don't have your materials with you?"
Hermione stared at him perplexedly and for a split second her mind went totally blank.. her cauldron! How could she be such a scatterbrain.. more snickering, got her cauldron from her table and brought it at the front unfastening it. Trying to act calm and collected.
"Today I will demonstrate an anti-puss potion which guarantees…"
Malfoy stared at Hermione infront, with a narrowing gaze fixed at her direction. He was feeling a weird sensation on his right arm and he didn't know why.. on the other hand, She seemed to be avoiding his gaze clumsily grabbing a bottle of honeyjuice dose.. he stared hard at the potion.. then back to Hermione who caught his gaze.. gave her a seductive sly grin and licked his lips.. just then she lost her grip and spilled the juice all over the table.. 50 points from gryffindor and a humiliated bushy haired girl left Malfoy in a totally good mood for the rest of the period.
He sat on the corner of the yard at the grounds of Hogwarts Castle, he wasn't in the mood to hang out in the common room and talk nonsense with the other students. Narrowing his eyes in concentration, what is it that you want master? He whispered under his breath, he felt as if The Dark Lord was calling onto him. Whatever it was he was completely clueless.. hearing whispers for the past 2 periods trying his best to ignore them. Then his thoughts were interrupted in by an ear piercing scream..
She sobbed incessantly, it was just all too much too bear, everyone wouldn't stop seeing her as the all around smart girl. Pansy thought she was going to Be a spinster, and somehow managing to give Malfoy the victory of laughing over her. She couldn't even avoid all the teasing and taunting about her and Malfoy, Making her life a living hell. Why is she feeling this way? It was very unusual for she always had things in order. Now it seemed like everything's falling apart..
She ran through the Hogwarts grounds towards Hagrid's hut, prepared to pout out her emotions to him even if he forced her to eat rock cakes. When all of a sudden she felt herself toppling forward causing her to lose balance.. slipping into something deep, frantically her hand quickly darted to something she could hold on to luckily able to grab upon a tree branch before totally falling deep down. It was then when she realized that a new hole is being dug for the new creatures Hagrid is preparing for their class. She should have known better to take extra precautions. And now she's clearly in pure trouble.. Chances are it would be hours before anyone could find her here, not unless whatever creature was under would devour the rest of her.
She let out a scream of pure terror…losing her grip, she couldn't reach for her wand in fear that she wouldn't able to hold on any longer with one hand.. She closed her eyes and hoped for the best. Calm yourself down Hermione.. You'll figure something out.. convincing herself rationally. But she couldn't help panicking when she felt her grip slipping, now only one painful hand held on the branch.. feeling herself slide. Down and down. When all of a sudden she felt strong hands wrap around hers.. Pulling her up securely..
She remained her eyes closed until she felt two powerful arms enveloping her close. "Ey it's alright Granger.." THE VOICE!!! She couldn't mistake it for anyone in the world.. But somehow she didn't want to open her eyes.. for fear of what she knew she was going to see.. "Lost in dreaming huh?"
This was it.. She had to face the cold truth.. she slowly opened her lids.. . The first things she saw were 2 pools of blue gray eyes, illuminated by the sky, he felt shivers up and down her spine, is it possible that eyes could express so much depth?
"You enjoy being wrapped around me huh? Well I can't really blame you. Considering the fact that you have never probably felt a guys Arm.."
With that Hermione regained her composure when he realized who her rescuer was and wiped the stray of tears from her face. Then she looked up to face Malfoy, uneasily trying to avoid the penetrating gaze that seemed to read all her thoughts.
"Aren't you even going to thank me for saving you?"
"I would have rather been eaten by whatever is under there than to show complete gratitude for you…" she muttered "But thanks anyway.." she murmured looking away.. Avoiding the eyes.. Who seemed to attract her like magnet, and the lips so red.. not to mention the strong chest.. Oh for Heaven's Sake Hermione Granger!!"
"Why wont you look at me Hermione?"
Hermione was startled to hear the faint whisper.. unaware that Draco was even capable of making the gentlest gesture let alone the faintest whisper. She forced herself to look up, into those 2 great pools of emotion.. Tangled inside, in its depth.. in its utter sadness.Then his hurting words through the years came back like floods of hot lava melting all that had flourished deep inside of her..
"Look… I appreciate the favor ok?"
"Look at me Hermione…"
She gently looked up again willing herself to the power of his gaze, this was it.. is it the moment? As they call it? She has seen it on the muggle films.. slowly she raised her brown eyes… but instead she saw Malfoy sticking out his tongue at her..
"Wahahahahahahaahahaha! Hey Hermione.. im really sorry about that messed up defense potions class…I know u couldn't really do it. Next time learn to ask some help huh? Or better yet.. don't try if you know you cant!!!"
"Don't you even dare start with me…"
" Too bad Granger! If only I knew you were the one hanging by your arm over there I would have let you fall.. I was actually expecting to see Pretty Cho, or Penelope..too bad, I saw an escaped blast ended skrewt disguising herself as a student!!!"
"Well too bad I didn't know it was you who was gonna help me! Otherwise I would have chosen the creatures!"
"Come to think of it.. you're also pretty.. with a little bit of surgery here and there.. I bet no guy has ever really liked you right? I wouldn't blame them! Haha considering u have to dedicate hours and great magic to make yourself look presentable!!" And when he said that he knew he broke the thin ice he had been skating on.. Hermione slapped her and with a hurt expression on her face marched away..
He stared at her fading figure amusingly, how on earth could one minute she'd look at me with total amusement and the next be an overheated steam engine? Man.. she's got issues! Or maybe its just because no one had really looked at him with so much pain not to mention slapping him with great pressure.. well erase Pansy when he slammed the door right to her nose when she was sneaking in trying to catch him naked, but Hermione was different, as she has always been. Hanging out with Potter and Weasley made him hate her, but he never really got the chance to know her. He walked and stared down at the grass.. did you really want Hermione to look at you this afternoon Draco? A voice inside of his voice said.. his eyes.. they always betrayed him.. he knew that. And he wouldnt count on someone as smart as Hermione to take a peek inside his soul.
"I don't even think she'd understand the madness in my world.. afterall, she's little miss perfect.."
Note: This is where it starts.. more Hermione and Draco scenes on the next chapter, as the actual plot takes shape..
CHAPTER 1:
He stared from a distance, lightly above the clear horizon where the clouds formed mixtures of dark gray and black, as if beckoning a tragic doom. There stood a man, his wand out, eyes fixed with determination. Father.. He whispered, even though he knew that the sound couldn't be heard. The boy so much like the wizard held his breath.. aware of what's going to happen next. Images of hooded figures one after another emerged from the darkness towards the expectant one. The boy's mouth went open giving out a silent scream, a soundless plea.. No no.. Please don't, not my father.. He pleaded, gray eyes blazing with pain. However prayers were left echoing towards the merciless, as the man, Lucius Malfoy seemingly stared at him for a split moment, at his beloved son.. Draco. And with a flash of green light everything went black..
Breathlessly opening his startled blue gray eyes, sweating hard he sat up from his bed.. The dream felt so real.. So agonizing. Pain coursed through his veins and every particle of his body trembled, unclasping a few buttons of his nightshirt, he stood up from the bed. Feeling a slight sting on his lower lip he licked it and tasted blood, must've bit his lips too hard while he was sleeping.. Then as if a sudden gush of wind erupted in midair he felt a slight whisper in his ear.. Dragon… Dragon… deep, dark inviting… stare into the mirror my dear servant. Narrowing his eyes and did what he was told to do, and from The giant mirror an image emerged, somewhat a shadow of a man, and yet not a muggle, not a wizard. The power illuminated through the thin
glass into him. There was no point in asking anymore questions, he lowered his head in an image of a reverent bow clearly conscious of what was about to take place.
"I have called upon you.. to ask for your service.."
And before The Dark Lord could finish his sentence.. He nodded.. "Yes, I've been waiting for you… I knew you would come for me. As my father have served you so will I. I Draco Malfoy pledge my full allegiance under your power."
Then as if on cue he felt a stinging sensation on his right arm… he rolled his sleeves and saw the dark mark burning, aware of its power, and gratified that it was now a part of him.
"You have proven me your bravery.. to stand strong even after your father's great act of killing himself before the dementors caught him, and as your mother have killed herself after your father's death.. I bestow upon you the mark of my supremacy. The Death mark shall only be seen when I call upon you.."
"I vow that I will be here to yield to your every wish.." as he said right before the image disappeared from the mirror..
And still he stared, after all the pain, the tragedy.. those who owe him must now pay. And he swears that he's willing to go all lengths to avenge his parent's death. Every particle of his body screamed with hatred. He had the power now, the money.. Everything. And here he was Draco.. The dragon, as strong as ever. He made a promise to his his father's soul.. If there ever was such a thing. A Malfoy didn't die for nothing...
Draco Malfoy woke up the next morning, rising to his full height which was of course taller than most boys his age. He stared at himself in the mirror. Feeling fresh, somewhat revived, back to his old self, the old spirit coming alive only now better and stronger.. Platinum hair, blue gray eyes that can pierce anything that he gaze upon, red lips that could turn really cruel when he wanted it to be. Only now it held a slight scar from him biting it that night.. Never mind that, only adds to my sexuality. Whole, strong, and unrivaled. It was now time to go back to the pathetic world, another year, his last year in school and he's off to serve his Master to cause haywires in the wizard world. Well there's nothing like another chance for me to mess up with the dim-witted natives of Hogwarts, smiling slyly to himself..
Hermione Granger made her way to the tangling maze of late Hogwarts students trying to make their way to class, She had labored all night for her potions defense presentation and she couldn't wait to prove that awful Snape her capability to beat Malfoy anytime she wanted. Just as she was about to go inside the classroom she heard snickering behind her, and heaved a big sigh.. Nothing like a good morning badgering to start my day.
"Move away you ugly mudblood.."
"grow up Malfoy.. and to think we're already 17, you could at least show some signs of maturity.."
"Shut up you filthy little scoundrel, don't pour out your frustrations on me.."
Hermione seethed with anger and just as if it couldn't get much worse Pansy Parkinson a slytherin student emerged from behind, wavy hair falling infront of her, painted lips curving into a totally annoyingly self- centered smirk.
"Come on Draco.. If I were you I wouldn't mind her.. After all she's ought to live a life of a spinster! Look at the hair!"
"Oh well.. You couldn't be anymore accurate than that Pansy.. not to mention the hideous teeth." Draco said his eyes twinkling with humor.
"Malfoy!! I loathe you so much I wish the giant squid would just swallow you! If You don't have anything better to do go drown yourself.. Or better yet lose yourself in the forbidden forest!!" she screamed angrily, even quite surprised with the expression on his face when she said it with utter fury. He looked taken aback for a while and didn't say a word, then regained his composure and gave her one of his trademark smirks. He could have been really cute… the perfect teeth, gray eyes and smooth skin. Too bad he's head resembled that of a broken egg. She thought angrily storming inside the classroom ignoring the taunting whispers behind. She didn't care.. After all, she was here to study and not meddle with petty affairs and conversations. Who cares if her hair was bushy? Only Malfoy gives much importance to it anyway..
"You're hair's looking extra messy today huh Hermione?" Ron commented looking up slightly towards her hair.
She ignored the observation and rolled her eyes at Ron's direction who just gave her an idiotic smile in exchange. Trust him to just act like a 12 year old.. As always. She took a seat on her usual chair, arranged her books and turned to see Malfoy.. Who was as always, seated beside Crabbe and Goyle.. She was about to turn back to Prof. Snape only then noticing that he wasn't really wearing his usual confident and proud look during potions class.. It wasn't like him to let her off the hook that easily during the earlier incident. And the look on his face.. Somewhat of pure concentration.. His blue gray eyes were narrowed And strands of lose blonde hair fell from his forehead..
"Now now Ms Granger.. If you'd just start with your defense and stop staring at Mr. Malfoy here don't you think we could be at least be making much more progress?"
Several of the slytherin students were snickering and Hermione turned a bright crimson color looking down on her hands pretending that it didn't bother her at all.
"Oooh.. Ms. Bushy hair Granger has developed a great crush on Malfoooy.." She heard one of them sarcastically gush.
She ignored the remark, exhaled deeply.. I can do this.. She told herself. Making her way in front of the class..
"It's not like you to be so jittery Ms.Granger.. How will you present in front of the class when you don't have your materials with you?"
Hermione stared at him perplexedly and for a split second her mind went totally blank.. her cauldron! How could she be such a scatterbrain.. more snickering, got her cauldron from her table and brought it at the front unfastening it. Trying to act calm and collected.
"Today I will demonstrate an anti-puss potion which guarantees…"
Malfoy stared at Hermione infront, with a narrowing gaze fixed at her direction. He was feeling a weird sensation on his right arm and he didn't know why.. on the other hand, She seemed to be avoiding his gaze clumsily grabbing a bottle of honeyjuice dose.. he stared hard at the potion.. then back to Hermione who caught his gaze.. gave her a seductive sly grin and licked his lips.. just then she lost her grip and spilled the juice all over the table.. 50 points from gryffindor and a humiliated bushy haired girl left Malfoy in a totally good mood for the rest of the period.
He sat on the corner of the yard at the grounds of Hogwarts Castle, he wasn't in the mood to hang out in the common room and talk nonsense with the other students. Narrowing his eyes in concentration, what is it that you want master? He whispered under his breath, he felt as if The Dark Lord was calling onto him. Whatever it was he was completely clueless.. hearing whispers for the past 2 periods trying his best to ignore them. Then his thoughts were interrupted in by an ear piercing scream..
She sobbed incessantly, it was just all too much too bear, everyone wouldn't stop seeing her as the all around smart girl. Pansy thought she was going to Be a spinster, and somehow managing to give Malfoy the victory of laughing over her. She couldn't even avoid all the teasing and taunting about her and Malfoy, Making her life a living hell. Why is she feeling this way? It was very unusual for she always had things in order. Now it seemed like everything's falling apart..
She ran through the Hogwarts grounds towards Hagrid's hut, prepared to pout out her emotions to him even if he forced her to eat rock cakes. When all of a sudden she felt herself toppling forward causing her to lose balance.. slipping into something deep, frantically her hand quickly darted to something she could hold on to luckily able to grab upon a tree branch before totally falling deep down. It was then when she realized that a new hole is being dug for the new creatures Hagrid is preparing for their class. She should have known better to take extra precautions. And now she's clearly in pure trouble.. Chances are it would be hours before anyone could find her here, not unless whatever creature was under would devour the rest of her.
She let out a scream of pure terror…losing her grip, she couldn't reach for her wand in fear that she wouldn't able to hold on any longer with one hand.. She closed her eyes and hoped for the best. Calm yourself down Hermione.. You'll figure something out.. convincing herself rationally. But she couldn't help panicking when she felt her grip slipping, now only one painful hand held on the branch.. feeling herself slide. Down and down. When all of a sudden she felt strong hands wrap around hers.. Pulling her up securely..
She remained her eyes closed until she felt two powerful arms enveloping her close. "Ey it's alright Granger.." THE VOICE!!! She couldn't mistake it for anyone in the world.. But somehow she didn't want to open her eyes.. for fear of what she knew she was going to see.. "Lost in dreaming huh?"
This was it.. She had to face the cold truth.. she slowly opened her lids.. . The first things she saw were 2 pools of blue gray eyes, illuminated by the sky, he felt shivers up and down her spine, is it possible that eyes could express so much depth?
"You enjoy being wrapped around me huh? Well I can't really blame you. Considering the fact that you have never probably felt a guys Arm.."
With that Hermione regained her composure when he realized who her rescuer was and wiped the stray of tears from her face. Then she looked up to face Malfoy, uneasily trying to avoid the penetrating gaze that seemed to read all her thoughts.
"Aren't you even going to thank me for saving you?"
"I would have rather been eaten by whatever is under there than to show complete gratitude for you…" she muttered "But thanks anyway.." she murmured looking away.. Avoiding the eyes.. Who seemed to attract her like magnet, and the lips so red.. not to mention the strong chest.. Oh for Heaven's Sake Hermione Granger!!"
"Why wont you look at me Hermione?"
Hermione was startled to hear the faint whisper.. unaware that Draco was even capable of making the gentlest gesture let alone the faintest whisper. She forced herself to look up, into those 2 great pools of emotion.. Tangled inside, in its depth.. in its utter sadness.Then his hurting words through the years came back like floods of hot lava melting all that had flourished deep inside of her..
"Look… I appreciate the favor ok?"
"Look at me Hermione…"
She gently looked up again willing herself to the power of his gaze, this was it.. is it the moment? As they call it? She has seen it on the muggle films.. slowly she raised her brown eyes… but instead she saw Malfoy sticking out his tongue at her..
"Wahahahahahahaahahaha! Hey Hermione.. im really sorry about that messed up defense potions class…I know u couldn't really do it. Next time learn to ask some help huh? Or better yet.. don't try if you know you cant!!!"
"Don't you even dare start with me…"
" Too bad Granger! If only I knew you were the one hanging by your arm over there I would have let you fall.. I was actually expecting to see Pretty Cho, or Penelope..too bad, I saw an escaped blast ended skrewt disguising herself as a student!!!"
"Well too bad I didn't know it was you who was gonna help me! Otherwise I would have chosen the creatures!"
"Come to think of it.. you're also pretty.. with a little bit of surgery here and there.. I bet no guy has ever really liked you right? I wouldn't blame them! Haha considering u have to dedicate hours and great magic to make yourself look presentable!!" And when he said that he knew he broke the thin ice he had been skating on.. Hermione slapped her and with a hurt expression on her face marched away..
He stared at her fading figure amusingly, how on earth could one minute she'd look at me with total amusement and the next be an overheated steam engine? Man.. she's got issues! Or maybe its just because no one had really looked at him with so much pain not to mention slapping him with great pressure.. well erase Pansy when he slammed the door right to her nose when she was sneaking in trying to catch him naked, but Hermione was different, as she has always been. Hanging out with Potter and Weasley made him hate her, but he never really got the chance to know her. He walked and stared down at the grass.. did you really want Hermione to look at you this afternoon Draco? A voice inside of his voice said.. his eyes.. they always betrayed him.. he knew that. And he wouldnt count on someone as smart as Hermione to take a peek inside his soul.
"I don't even think she'd understand the madness in my world.. afterall, she's little miss perfect.."
Note: This is where it starts.. more Hermione and Draco scenes on the next chapter, as the actual plot takes shape..