Chapter 15 : Dreams and Odd Meetings
Hermione ... Hermione ... Harry Potter ... do not trust him ... he is your enemy ... No Hermione ... don't listen to him ... you can trust me ... it's Voldemort ... Bring him to me ... Hermione ... bring him ... bring him to me ... Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Hermione woke up in a cold sweat. "What the heck was that about?" She was freaked out by the dream so she climbed out of bed, put on her slippers and ran to Draco's room. "Kiss" she whispered and the door creaked open. "Draco. Draco. Draco!" Hermione whispered loudly in his ear. "Wha? Wha? Wha's wrong love?" He asked groggily. He sat up and looked at her. "I just had the weirdest dream. It was Voldemort and Harry. Voldemort was telling me that Harry was my enemy and I shouldn't trust him, but Harry told me that he was lying. I ..." her voice trailed off. She looked extremley freightened to Draco. "It's alright. It's alright. Okay, here's what I think. I think Voldemort wants Harry, so he's using you to get him. You need to take some Dreamless - Sleeping Potion so Voldemort can't control you through your dreams. Okay?" He whispered looking at her lovingly. "Okay. Draco?" She asked. "Yeah?" He answered looking into her eyes. "Can I sleep in your room tonight?" She asked, giving him a pouty 6 year old face. "You can sleep in here whenever you want." He replied raising his eyebrow and grinning at her. Hermione laughed and hit him playfully on his shoulder. Hermione leaned her back on his chest. They soon fell asleep.
"Malfoy! Malfoy!" It was good ol' Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, coming down the corridor to talk with Draco Malfoy. "Yeah Potter?" He asked sounding annoyed. "I just wanted to tell you, well ask of you, take care of Herm, will you?" What was this? Draco and Harry having a civil conversation? But, it wasn't a true civil conversation, just a part in an evil plan. "Yeah, I will, don't worry, Potter. I would never do anything to hurt Hermione. "Good, because if you did, we both might have to served detention, well maybe one of us, that is if I finish you off. Oh, and something's up with Herm. Can we talk about it tonight?" "Uh ... yeah sure, whatever. Where and when?" "How about 7 in the little corridor next to Herbology." Harry asked. "Ok fine whatever." Draco replied coldly. Harry laughed evily and turned to leave. What the heck? Did I just hear Potter cackle? No way. Something's up. Draco thought to himself. Something was very wrong here.
"Hey Herm. I was wondering if, although I know you haven't taken my apology into consideration, if you could still help me out with Herbology. You know how I'm failing in that, and you have a perfect grade, as normal." Ron asked Hermione meekly, afraid of her reaction. I can't believe I'm asking Miss. Perfect - Know It All - Mudblood - Granger! Ron secretley thought to himself. "Yeah whatever. Fine I will. I'm doing this out of speaking terms and I'm done with my homework. When and where?" She asked annoyed. "Uh... how about tonight at ... 6 : 45 in the Herbology room?" He asked. "Um ... ok whatever." She turned on her heel and left. Perfect, Ron thought grinning evily. This was perfect. Harry was taking care of Mal- Ferret and Ron was taking care of Mudblood.
"Ah, you actually showed up. I was beginning to think that you ditched me." Ron said coming out from the dark. "Yeah whatever Ron. Can we just get this over with?" Hermione asked coldly. "Fine, no need to get snobby about it." Right then Ron seemed to "drop" quill about 4 feet to the right of Hermione. "Oh, could you get that for me Herm?" He asked slyly. Perfect. "Yeah whatever." Since it was dark, it took Hermione a while to find the quill, and while her back was turned, Ron took out his wand and yelled "Imperius." Hermione was twitching and squirming, making groans and grunts. "Ron, h - how cou-could yo-you do -thi - this?" She finally managed to get out. "Shut up you filthy mud-blood! You are nothing but a disgrace to this school. You, you're a traitor. Going behind Harry and my backs. Going out with that stupid Mal-ferret. You, of all people, refused my apology. Now, you will pay! Avada Ked-" "Ron! No! What do you think you're doing?" Just then Harry and Draco shot through the door. They had come from walking down the hall together towards the room. Ron slowly let Hermione out of the Imperius Curse, Draco ran over to a sobbing Hermione, hugging her, and shielding her from Ron. "What am I doing? What am I doing? Doing what I should have done a long time ago!" Ron yelled, fire in his eyes. "What exactly is that?" Harry yelled back. "Getting rid of that filthy mud-blood!" Ron spat back. Draco and Harry's jaw's dropped open. Had Ron really just called Hermione a mud - mudb - no even they couldn't say that about Hermione. But he did. He had called her a mud - blood. Draco ran over to Ron and shoved him up against the wall. "Don't you EVER call her that again!" Draco yelled. Harry had pulled out his wand and was aiming for Ron. "Nice job Harry, getting him in here, you're a lot smarter than you look." Ron answered laughing looking over at Harry. "Yeah I am smarter, now Draco can beat you up and I can help him out!" Harry yelled. "Haha, very funny okay, you can get Mal-ferret off me now!" Ron laughed. "No. You deserve whatever we do to you. You tried to kill our best friend, Muggle born or not, she's our best friend. And Draco, yeah I had every intention of hurting you tonight, but not like that, I was going to lie, and black mail you, but I would never hurt you. Okay?" Draco just nodded. "Aw, a nice little soap opera. It doesn't matter though! I'll take every one of you, right here right now!" Ron yelled, fury in his eyes. They other three burst out laughing. "You? Take. Us?" Draco got out in between laughs. "Every single one of you will pay. Every one of you! Especially that little mud - blood!" He yelled. Draco punched him in the face and left him with a bloody nose. Ron stumbled out of the room. "Oh love, are you okay? What did he do to you?" Draco ran over to Hermione. "I'm okay, just a little well, shocked. He called me a mud - bl -" she started crying. "It's okay. It's okay. He's gone. Me and Harry'll make sure you're okay." Hermione started to laugh. "What?" Draco asked grinning a little bit. "You just called Harry, Harry!" She laughed and the three of them walked out of the room and to the Head Boy and Girl common room, just like old friends.
Hermione ... Hermione ... Harry Potter ... do not trust him ... he is your enemy ... No Hermione ... don't listen to him ... you can trust me ... it's Voldemort ... Bring him to me ... Hermione ... bring him ... bring him to me ... Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Hermione woke up in a cold sweat. "What the heck was that about?" She was freaked out by the dream so she climbed out of bed, put on her slippers and ran to Draco's room. "Kiss" she whispered and the door creaked open. "Draco. Draco. Draco!" Hermione whispered loudly in his ear. "Wha? Wha? Wha's wrong love?" He asked groggily. He sat up and looked at her. "I just had the weirdest dream. It was Voldemort and Harry. Voldemort was telling me that Harry was my enemy and I shouldn't trust him, but Harry told me that he was lying. I ..." her voice trailed off. She looked extremley freightened to Draco. "It's alright. It's alright. Okay, here's what I think. I think Voldemort wants Harry, so he's using you to get him. You need to take some Dreamless - Sleeping Potion so Voldemort can't control you through your dreams. Okay?" He whispered looking at her lovingly. "Okay. Draco?" She asked. "Yeah?" He answered looking into her eyes. "Can I sleep in your room tonight?" She asked, giving him a pouty 6 year old face. "You can sleep in here whenever you want." He replied raising his eyebrow and grinning at her. Hermione laughed and hit him playfully on his shoulder. Hermione leaned her back on his chest. They soon fell asleep.
"Malfoy! Malfoy!" It was good ol' Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, coming down the corridor to talk with Draco Malfoy. "Yeah Potter?" He asked sounding annoyed. "I just wanted to tell you, well ask of you, take care of Herm, will you?" What was this? Draco and Harry having a civil conversation? But, it wasn't a true civil conversation, just a part in an evil plan. "Yeah, I will, don't worry, Potter. I would never do anything to hurt Hermione. "Good, because if you did, we both might have to served detention, well maybe one of us, that is if I finish you off. Oh, and something's up with Herm. Can we talk about it tonight?" "Uh ... yeah sure, whatever. Where and when?" "How about 7 in the little corridor next to Herbology." Harry asked. "Ok fine whatever." Draco replied coldly. Harry laughed evily and turned to leave. What the heck? Did I just hear Potter cackle? No way. Something's up. Draco thought to himself. Something was very wrong here.
"Hey Herm. I was wondering if, although I know you haven't taken my apology into consideration, if you could still help me out with Herbology. You know how I'm failing in that, and you have a perfect grade, as normal." Ron asked Hermione meekly, afraid of her reaction. I can't believe I'm asking Miss. Perfect - Know It All - Mudblood - Granger! Ron secretley thought to himself. "Yeah whatever. Fine I will. I'm doing this out of speaking terms and I'm done with my homework. When and where?" She asked annoyed. "Uh... how about tonight at ... 6 : 45 in the Herbology room?" He asked. "Um ... ok whatever." She turned on her heel and left. Perfect, Ron thought grinning evily. This was perfect. Harry was taking care of Mal- Ferret and Ron was taking care of Mudblood.
"Ah, you actually showed up. I was beginning to think that you ditched me." Ron said coming out from the dark. "Yeah whatever Ron. Can we just get this over with?" Hermione asked coldly. "Fine, no need to get snobby about it." Right then Ron seemed to "drop" quill about 4 feet to the right of Hermione. "Oh, could you get that for me Herm?" He asked slyly. Perfect. "Yeah whatever." Since it was dark, it took Hermione a while to find the quill, and while her back was turned, Ron took out his wand and yelled "Imperius." Hermione was twitching and squirming, making groans and grunts. "Ron, h - how cou-could yo-you do -thi - this?" She finally managed to get out. "Shut up you filthy mud-blood! You are nothing but a disgrace to this school. You, you're a traitor. Going behind Harry and my backs. Going out with that stupid Mal-ferret. You, of all people, refused my apology. Now, you will pay! Avada Ked-" "Ron! No! What do you think you're doing?" Just then Harry and Draco shot through the door. They had come from walking down the hall together towards the room. Ron slowly let Hermione out of the Imperius Curse, Draco ran over to a sobbing Hermione, hugging her, and shielding her from Ron. "What am I doing? What am I doing? Doing what I should have done a long time ago!" Ron yelled, fire in his eyes. "What exactly is that?" Harry yelled back. "Getting rid of that filthy mud-blood!" Ron spat back. Draco and Harry's jaw's dropped open. Had Ron really just called Hermione a mud - mudb - no even they couldn't say that about Hermione. But he did. He had called her a mud - blood. Draco ran over to Ron and shoved him up against the wall. "Don't you EVER call her that again!" Draco yelled. Harry had pulled out his wand and was aiming for Ron. "Nice job Harry, getting him in here, you're a lot smarter than you look." Ron answered laughing looking over at Harry. "Yeah I am smarter, now Draco can beat you up and I can help him out!" Harry yelled. "Haha, very funny okay, you can get Mal-ferret off me now!" Ron laughed. "No. You deserve whatever we do to you. You tried to kill our best friend, Muggle born or not, she's our best friend. And Draco, yeah I had every intention of hurting you tonight, but not like that, I was going to lie, and black mail you, but I would never hurt you. Okay?" Draco just nodded. "Aw, a nice little soap opera. It doesn't matter though! I'll take every one of you, right here right now!" Ron yelled, fury in his eyes. They other three burst out laughing. "You? Take. Us?" Draco got out in between laughs. "Every single one of you will pay. Every one of you! Especially that little mud - blood!" He yelled. Draco punched him in the face and left him with a bloody nose. Ron stumbled out of the room. "Oh love, are you okay? What did he do to you?" Draco ran over to Hermione. "I'm okay, just a little well, shocked. He called me a mud - bl -" she started crying. "It's okay. It's okay. He's gone. Me and Harry'll make sure you're okay." Hermione started to laugh. "What?" Draco asked grinning a little bit. "You just called Harry, Harry!" She laughed and the three of them walked out of the room and to the Head Boy and Girl common room, just like old friends.