Title: Beauty and the Beast
Author: Mjade
Summary: Draco/Mione fic. One year after graduation. Ron and Harry go exploring and when they don't come back Hermione begins to worry. I know the title is corny but I named it that because the plot line is based on that.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and Walt Disney own Beauty and the Beast, the animation.
Rating: PG/Romance Author's Note: Yes, yes. I know it's been one month but when school opened on August 19th , I had projects already due next week and the next week and- you know what I mean. Surprisingly, I'm doing actually well so far-* so far *. All right on to my thanks: Veronica*James, Vanillastar, and shikonjewel -- thanks. Pls. R/R! Cierra Rose -Thank you thank you thank you thank you. . .! ~Multiple Lilys - Thanks. I'll keep that idea in mind. ~Star Jade-I know. Bad guys are just more interesting. ~Elven Josefine-Hey! Yes she will return VERY SOOOON!
The man who stood before Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, and Chip the house- elf (hiding in the bag), smiled cruelly at them. And far away, in the darkest of woods a man with the same silver eyes was even in a worse state than Hermione.
"How is he?" Mrs. Potts asked concerned, but knowing the answer already.
"Not good," Lumiere said as he stepped away from the door. "Not good at all."
They winced as they heard another crash from inside the west wing.
"I've never seen him as worst as this. I only hope Mistress Hermione would come back," Lumiere said.
"She will," Mrs. Potts said.
Lumiere eyed her suspiciously. "How can you be so sure?"
"If there is one thing I know, Chip didn't leave with her for nothing."
***
Those eyes, where had she seen them before? Draco? No, they weren't that cold. Cold, it was an almost fatal glare. Harry seemed to notice this too, he was staring at this man and he looked like he knew who it was. But Harry's face was frozen, unable to move.
Hermione broke her painful eye contact and looked back at the wagon. "You must be joking. Ron's not crazy!"
"I may not know him as well as you do, Miss Granger, but the townspeople out here claims that he was running around like a crazed lunatic. In my book, that qualifies as a patient of the mental institution," D'Arque said, his eyes flickered over to Harry. "I'm sure even you would know that, Mister Potter."
Hermione was confused. * How does he know our names? * Familiar but . . . Hermione shook that thought away. There were more important things to discuss. "What do you mean running around like a crazed lunatic?"
"I'm sure these people could elaborate on that," D'Arque said as he gestured with his hand.
Le Fou emerged from the crowd. "He was raving like a madman. We all heard him, didn't we?"
"Yeah!" The crowd shouted.
"No, I won't let you do this!" Hermione said.
"We'll take good care of him, I assure you," D'Arque said, not really convincing.
"He was telling the truth!" Harry said suddenly. "I saw him-"
Whatever it was he was going to say, he didn't finish it. Three men had to drag him down the steps and hold Harry in place, while he struggled to get away. "Get off!!!"
"Let him go, please," Hermione pleaded but D'Arque shook her off and followed the three men detaining Harry.
Hermione walked down the steps and Gaston slipped beside her. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Poor Hermione. It's a shame about your friend."
"You know he's not crazy, Gaston."
"I might be able to clear up this little misunderstanding, if..."
"If what?" Hermione said, desperate.
"If you marry me."
Fortunately, Hermione was not that desperate. "What!?" Her eyes widened.
"One little word, Hermione. That's all it takes."
"Never!" Hermione said with actually a tinge of venom in her voice.
"Have it your way then," Gaston said as he walked off * intentionally * slowly (a/n: Trying to play hard to get, I'm sure.). Hermione glared at his back.
* I've got to do something! * Hermione felt something poking her gently. She opened her backpack to see Chip holding the mirror out for her.
"Of course, that's it! Thanks Chip," Hermione said as she set her backpack down leaving the zipper open.
"Ron and Harry are not crazy and I can prove it!" Hermione said, and Gaston, D'Arque, and the crowd turned around. "Show me Draco Malfoy," she said to the mirror. She held the mirror high above her head so everyone could see, but at that moment she wished she hadn't.
Draco was shouting something and violent sparks came out of his wand. He was in the west wing throwing things around. His hair was all over his face and Hermione could see dried tears on his cheeks. At that moment she felt like crying. She knew he cried for her and now Draco couldn't hold his anger and let his rage explode.
To the crowd he looked like a vicious beast killing somebody.
Hermione pulled the mirror away from the crowd's view, when she heard all the gasps and shocked expressions of the civilians.
"It's dangerous!" A woman gasped.
"No, it isn't what it looks like," Hermione said. "No, he would never hurt innocent people! Please, you have to believe me! If you get to know him you'll see. I've met him and I've learned he isn't evil. He's really kind and gentle," She said fingering the mirror. "He's my friend."
Gaston stepped in front of her. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you had feelings for this monster."
Hermione glared at him. "Monster! He's no bloody monster, Gaston! I know him! I saw him!"
"She's as crazy as her friends!" Gaston said. He tried to grab the mirror from Hermione but she elbowed him in the stomach and got away. She then felt something, a floating sensation, every thought and worry was forgotten, and she heard a voice in her head. Her hand unclenched around the mirror---- then abruptly, the feeling stopped. She looked at her hand but the mirror was now in the hands of D'Arque.
"I thank you, my dear," D'Arque said smirking.
* What had just happened to me? Did I just smile and willingly hand the mirror to him? *
D'Arque gave the mirror to Gaston.
"We're not safe 'till his head is mounted on my wall! I say we kill the sorcerer!" Gaston shouted to the crowd, waving the mirror above his head.
"No!" Hermione cried.
"We're not safe until his dead!" One man said.
"He'll come stalking us at night," the man beside him said.
"He'll wreak havoc on our village. If we let him wander free!"
Gaston got his crossbow from Le Fou. "So it's time to take some action, boys! It's time to follow me! Through the mist, through the woods. Through the darkness and the shadows it's a nightmare but it's one exciting ride. Say a prayer, then we're there at the drawbridge of a castle, and there's something truly terrible inside."
"We're not coming home 'till he's dead. Good and dead!" The mob, that had formed, shouted.
"Oh no! Master Malfoy!" Chip said and ran inside the inn.
Gaston turned to the crowd, "We'll rid the village of this beast. Who's with me?"
"We are," The mob shouted.
"No, I will not let you do this! This is illegal!" Hermione said, she knew it was a pretty childish thing to say but she didn't have time to think at the moment.
Gaston grabbed her wrists. "If you're not with us, you're against us," He turned to the cronies. "Bring her friend here!"
"Get your hands off her, Gaston!" Harry yelled angrily.
"Well, we can't have Hermione running off to warn her 'friend', can we?" Gaston said as he pushed Harry and Hermione to the inn's basement and locked it up.
The mob followed Gaston into town as they made their way to the woods.
"Harry, get your wand out! Unlock the window!" Hermione said, but the words were barely out of her mouth when D'Arque appeared with his wand and cast a spell on the window to make part of the padlock melt, therefore jamming the window.
"Well, well. It looks like it won't be easy getting out of there," D'Arque said, grinning maliciously.
"You're a wizard!" Hermione said.
"He's just not any wizard, Hermione," Harry said. "He's Lucius Malfoy!"
(a/n: I was going stop at this part, but you know me. I'm not that cruel.)
When Hermione looked back at D'Arque, she no longer so a man who was extremely old with white hair to his shoulders, but the one and only pale blonde hair, silver-eyed, Lucius Malfoy.
Hermione gasped and backed away.
***
Ron was rudely awaken with Colin shaking his shoulders.
"What is bloody going on? Can't you see I'm trying to sleep?" Ron said as he tried to shade his eyes from the bright light.
"Ron, R-ron, Her-Hermione, I-I" Colin said his voice trembling.
"What's wrong with Hermione?" Ron said as he sat up in bed now fully awake.
"S-she and H-Harry, Harry-"
Chip jumped onto the bed. "They're in trouble, sir. And I think I saw Master Malfoy's father!"
Ron raced down the steps, seeming to have fully recovered, with Chip and Colin right behind him still stuttering.
The innkeeper was not at the desk and when Ron checked the clock he realized it was 3:00 a.m.
* What the-oh great, I couldn't have picked a better time. *
He opened the main door slowly and saw the black hooded figure of a Death Eater.
***
"Well my dear, you've made my plan much harder," Lucius said.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Hermione replied, her voice trembling. Harry held her hand to comfort her.
Lucius smirked. "How did you find my mansion?"
She hesitated then said, "Harry and Ron were captured. I went looking for them."
"And what happened?"
"Malfoy found me and I made a promise to stay with him forever so that he would let my friends go."
"Interesting . . .I wouldn't have expected you to do that," Lucius said more to himself.
"Wait a minute, what does Hermione got to do with your plan?" Harry demanded.
"Simple. I sent Draco under house arrest in that mansion, when he refused to be a Death Eater after humiliating me in front of Lord Voldemort and the other Death Eaters," Lucius began.
Hermione winced when he heard Lucius say Voldemort. "He refused?"
"Correct, and do you know what made him turn away from upholding our family honor?" Lucius said starting to get angry.
"What?" Hermione asked bravely.
"YOU! I tried to get you away but he kept saving you."
By the look of Hermione's face he could tell that she was not expecting this. Harry was confused as well. "Hermione?"
Hermione turned to look at Harry but didn't answer.
* Then suddenly the setting of the painting became sullen and the boy and girl looked terrified. The boy started to point to my right . . .and as on cue the knocking sound became louder. My head was shouting at me to go away, I was getting myself into danger . . . 'Come on, Mudblood. It's just one more bolt' I heard in my head, but it wasn't my thought. It was someone's vaguely familiar. 'Just one more bolt. . .' *
Hermione eyes widened. "You were there the whole time, but I don't understand. Me?"
"Yes, you. You haven't figured it out yet? Is that intelligent mind of yours failing you? I refused to believe it at first, but now I know. Draco is in love with you."
Hermione was just as surprised as Harry. I mean she realized that they almost kissed but Lucius had said she was the reason Draco didn't want to become a Death Eater.
"No, at school, we hated each other-"
"But he loved you," Lucius said plainly. "In love with a filthy mudblood! I thought a few years of isolation would make him come to his senses and agree to serve the Dark Lord but then you came along just out of the blue! I have to thank your friend, Mr. Weasley for lying unconscious in the snow. It was too close, but I'm glad your thoughts went back to your friends! Now I know that I have a chance to KILL YOU!"
Lucius raised his wand, Hermione screamed, Harry stepped in front of her then-
"STUPEFY!!!"
The Death Eater fell to the ground and lay motionless.
A/N: That's where I'll stop. Okay! Did you like it? Do you hate me for making you wait for one whole month? I truly am sorry! Okay review! YOU BETTER REVIEW OR ELSE! Heh heh! Just kidding! Anyway thanks for reading and for waiting! 'Till Chapter 18!
Author: Mjade
Summary: Draco/Mione fic. One year after graduation. Ron and Harry go exploring and when they don't come back Hermione begins to worry. I know the title is corny but I named it that because the plot line is based on that.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and Walt Disney own Beauty and the Beast, the animation.
Rating: PG/Romance Author's Note: Yes, yes. I know it's been one month but when school opened on August 19th , I had projects already due next week and the next week and- you know what I mean. Surprisingly, I'm doing actually well so far-* so far *. All right on to my thanks: Veronica*James, Vanillastar, and shikonjewel -- thanks. Pls. R/R! Cierra Rose -Thank you thank you thank you thank you. . .! ~Multiple Lilys - Thanks. I'll keep that idea in mind. ~Star Jade-I know. Bad guys are just more interesting. ~Elven Josefine-Hey! Yes she will return VERY SOOOON!
The man who stood before Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, and Chip the house- elf (hiding in the bag), smiled cruelly at them. And far away, in the darkest of woods a man with the same silver eyes was even in a worse state than Hermione.
"How is he?" Mrs. Potts asked concerned, but knowing the answer already.
"Not good," Lumiere said as he stepped away from the door. "Not good at all."
They winced as they heard another crash from inside the west wing.
"I've never seen him as worst as this. I only hope Mistress Hermione would come back," Lumiere said.
"She will," Mrs. Potts said.
Lumiere eyed her suspiciously. "How can you be so sure?"
"If there is one thing I know, Chip didn't leave with her for nothing."
***
Those eyes, where had she seen them before? Draco? No, they weren't that cold. Cold, it was an almost fatal glare. Harry seemed to notice this too, he was staring at this man and he looked like he knew who it was. But Harry's face was frozen, unable to move.
Hermione broke her painful eye contact and looked back at the wagon. "You must be joking. Ron's not crazy!"
"I may not know him as well as you do, Miss Granger, but the townspeople out here claims that he was running around like a crazed lunatic. In my book, that qualifies as a patient of the mental institution," D'Arque said, his eyes flickered over to Harry. "I'm sure even you would know that, Mister Potter."
Hermione was confused. * How does he know our names? * Familiar but . . . Hermione shook that thought away. There were more important things to discuss. "What do you mean running around like a crazed lunatic?"
"I'm sure these people could elaborate on that," D'Arque said as he gestured with his hand.
Le Fou emerged from the crowd. "He was raving like a madman. We all heard him, didn't we?"
"Yeah!" The crowd shouted.
"No, I won't let you do this!" Hermione said.
"We'll take good care of him, I assure you," D'Arque said, not really convincing.
"He was telling the truth!" Harry said suddenly. "I saw him-"
Whatever it was he was going to say, he didn't finish it. Three men had to drag him down the steps and hold Harry in place, while he struggled to get away. "Get off!!!"
"Let him go, please," Hermione pleaded but D'Arque shook her off and followed the three men detaining Harry.
Hermione walked down the steps and Gaston slipped beside her. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Poor Hermione. It's a shame about your friend."
"You know he's not crazy, Gaston."
"I might be able to clear up this little misunderstanding, if..."
"If what?" Hermione said, desperate.
"If you marry me."
Fortunately, Hermione was not that desperate. "What!?" Her eyes widened.
"One little word, Hermione. That's all it takes."
"Never!" Hermione said with actually a tinge of venom in her voice.
"Have it your way then," Gaston said as he walked off * intentionally * slowly (a/n: Trying to play hard to get, I'm sure.). Hermione glared at his back.
* I've got to do something! * Hermione felt something poking her gently. She opened her backpack to see Chip holding the mirror out for her.
"Of course, that's it! Thanks Chip," Hermione said as she set her backpack down leaving the zipper open.
"Ron and Harry are not crazy and I can prove it!" Hermione said, and Gaston, D'Arque, and the crowd turned around. "Show me Draco Malfoy," she said to the mirror. She held the mirror high above her head so everyone could see, but at that moment she wished she hadn't.
Draco was shouting something and violent sparks came out of his wand. He was in the west wing throwing things around. His hair was all over his face and Hermione could see dried tears on his cheeks. At that moment she felt like crying. She knew he cried for her and now Draco couldn't hold his anger and let his rage explode.
To the crowd he looked like a vicious beast killing somebody.
Hermione pulled the mirror away from the crowd's view, when she heard all the gasps and shocked expressions of the civilians.
"It's dangerous!" A woman gasped.
"No, it isn't what it looks like," Hermione said. "No, he would never hurt innocent people! Please, you have to believe me! If you get to know him you'll see. I've met him and I've learned he isn't evil. He's really kind and gentle," She said fingering the mirror. "He's my friend."
Gaston stepped in front of her. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you had feelings for this monster."
Hermione glared at him. "Monster! He's no bloody monster, Gaston! I know him! I saw him!"
"She's as crazy as her friends!" Gaston said. He tried to grab the mirror from Hermione but she elbowed him in the stomach and got away. She then felt something, a floating sensation, every thought and worry was forgotten, and she heard a voice in her head. Her hand unclenched around the mirror---- then abruptly, the feeling stopped. She looked at her hand but the mirror was now in the hands of D'Arque.
"I thank you, my dear," D'Arque said smirking.
* What had just happened to me? Did I just smile and willingly hand the mirror to him? *
D'Arque gave the mirror to Gaston.
"We're not safe 'till his head is mounted on my wall! I say we kill the sorcerer!" Gaston shouted to the crowd, waving the mirror above his head.
"No!" Hermione cried.
"We're not safe until his dead!" One man said.
"He'll come stalking us at night," the man beside him said.
"He'll wreak havoc on our village. If we let him wander free!"
Gaston got his crossbow from Le Fou. "So it's time to take some action, boys! It's time to follow me! Through the mist, through the woods. Through the darkness and the shadows it's a nightmare but it's one exciting ride. Say a prayer, then we're there at the drawbridge of a castle, and there's something truly terrible inside."
"We're not coming home 'till he's dead. Good and dead!" The mob, that had formed, shouted.
"Oh no! Master Malfoy!" Chip said and ran inside the inn.
Gaston turned to the crowd, "We'll rid the village of this beast. Who's with me?"
"We are," The mob shouted.
"No, I will not let you do this! This is illegal!" Hermione said, she knew it was a pretty childish thing to say but she didn't have time to think at the moment.
Gaston grabbed her wrists. "If you're not with us, you're against us," He turned to the cronies. "Bring her friend here!"
"Get your hands off her, Gaston!" Harry yelled angrily.
"Well, we can't have Hermione running off to warn her 'friend', can we?" Gaston said as he pushed Harry and Hermione to the inn's basement and locked it up.
The mob followed Gaston into town as they made their way to the woods.
"Harry, get your wand out! Unlock the window!" Hermione said, but the words were barely out of her mouth when D'Arque appeared with his wand and cast a spell on the window to make part of the padlock melt, therefore jamming the window.
"Well, well. It looks like it won't be easy getting out of there," D'Arque said, grinning maliciously.
"You're a wizard!" Hermione said.
"He's just not any wizard, Hermione," Harry said. "He's Lucius Malfoy!"
(a/n: I was going stop at this part, but you know me. I'm not that cruel.)
When Hermione looked back at D'Arque, she no longer so a man who was extremely old with white hair to his shoulders, but the one and only pale blonde hair, silver-eyed, Lucius Malfoy.
Hermione gasped and backed away.
***
Ron was rudely awaken with Colin shaking his shoulders.
"What is bloody going on? Can't you see I'm trying to sleep?" Ron said as he tried to shade his eyes from the bright light.
"Ron, R-ron, Her-Hermione, I-I" Colin said his voice trembling.
"What's wrong with Hermione?" Ron said as he sat up in bed now fully awake.
"S-she and H-Harry, Harry-"
Chip jumped onto the bed. "They're in trouble, sir. And I think I saw Master Malfoy's father!"
Ron raced down the steps, seeming to have fully recovered, with Chip and Colin right behind him still stuttering.
The innkeeper was not at the desk and when Ron checked the clock he realized it was 3:00 a.m.
* What the-oh great, I couldn't have picked a better time. *
He opened the main door slowly and saw the black hooded figure of a Death Eater.
***
"Well my dear, you've made my plan much harder," Lucius said.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Hermione replied, her voice trembling. Harry held her hand to comfort her.
Lucius smirked. "How did you find my mansion?"
She hesitated then said, "Harry and Ron were captured. I went looking for them."
"And what happened?"
"Malfoy found me and I made a promise to stay with him forever so that he would let my friends go."
"Interesting . . .I wouldn't have expected you to do that," Lucius said more to himself.
"Wait a minute, what does Hermione got to do with your plan?" Harry demanded.
"Simple. I sent Draco under house arrest in that mansion, when he refused to be a Death Eater after humiliating me in front of Lord Voldemort and the other Death Eaters," Lucius began.
Hermione winced when he heard Lucius say Voldemort. "He refused?"
"Correct, and do you know what made him turn away from upholding our family honor?" Lucius said starting to get angry.
"What?" Hermione asked bravely.
"YOU! I tried to get you away but he kept saving you."
By the look of Hermione's face he could tell that she was not expecting this. Harry was confused as well. "Hermione?"
Hermione turned to look at Harry but didn't answer.
* Then suddenly the setting of the painting became sullen and the boy and girl looked terrified. The boy started to point to my right . . .and as on cue the knocking sound became louder. My head was shouting at me to go away, I was getting myself into danger . . . 'Come on, Mudblood. It's just one more bolt' I heard in my head, but it wasn't my thought. It was someone's vaguely familiar. 'Just one more bolt. . .' *
Hermione eyes widened. "You were there the whole time, but I don't understand. Me?"
"Yes, you. You haven't figured it out yet? Is that intelligent mind of yours failing you? I refused to believe it at first, but now I know. Draco is in love with you."
Hermione was just as surprised as Harry. I mean she realized that they almost kissed but Lucius had said she was the reason Draco didn't want to become a Death Eater.
"No, at school, we hated each other-"
"But he loved you," Lucius said plainly. "In love with a filthy mudblood! I thought a few years of isolation would make him come to his senses and agree to serve the Dark Lord but then you came along just out of the blue! I have to thank your friend, Mr. Weasley for lying unconscious in the snow. It was too close, but I'm glad your thoughts went back to your friends! Now I know that I have a chance to KILL YOU!"
Lucius raised his wand, Hermione screamed, Harry stepped in front of her then-
"STUPEFY!!!"
The Death Eater fell to the ground and lay motionless.
A/N: That's where I'll stop. Okay! Did you like it? Do you hate me for making you wait for one whole month? I truly am sorry! Okay review! YOU BETTER REVIEW OR ELSE! Heh heh! Just kidding! Anyway thanks for reading and for waiting! 'Till Chapter 18!