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: When I started this chapter I didn't really know what to do. Anyway this is as dramatic as it gets. Heh heh! Oh yeah thanks for those people who reviewed for chapter 18. Vanillastar, StarJade, The Charmed One, pocketgopher, and Midgy. Akuma Kanada no Tenchi - I know it's sad. He was really one of the greatest actors. LizD- How can you not be a D/Hr shipper? There like the best pair! Just kidding! I'm glad you like this story! Sarah Baggins- Oh, yeah I just left it like that. I can be really evil when I want to. Heh heh! Well here's the next chapter!
Hermione Granger and her friends ride on horseback to the Malfoy Mansion, hoping that they are not too late. Gaston has reached Draco Malfoy in attempting to kill him, thinking if he cannot get Hermione then no one can. Draco is in no condition to fight and is left with a shattered spirit. There is only one person who can bring it back to him . . .but will she reach him in time?
Draco gazed outside at the rain, teardrops from the sky, that had started to pour. He knew he was there, he knew he was armed but yet he did not turn around to look at him. He did not care. What he did not expect, however, was the stabbing pain he felt on the skin of his shoulder blade. Draco yelped in pain, but it was less painful that what he felt in his heart. He turned to look at the man.
The man appeared to be good-looking, broad-shouldered and seemed physically strong, but angry. Gaston ran straight for the man on the chair, but Draco leaped onto the balcony where the rain pounded heavily. Gaston followed and seeing Draco staggering on the roof he let out a cold laugh.
Gaston kicked Draco in the stomach causing him to fall down and rolling onto the edge of the roof. Below was a black wave of nothingness; a bottomless pit would be the unfortunate doom if Draco did just one misstep.
"Get up! Get up! What's the matter? Too kind and gentle to fight back?" Gaston says mockingly, taunting him. In ordinary terms, Draco could have taken Gaston with only exerting some effort from his strength or his wand but in his current state . . .
Draco turned his head away from the beckoning call of the endless darkness and turned his eyes to the sky that flashed lightning and throwing thunder while letting its raging rain onto the earth. His body felt numb as he heard Gaston keep taunting him demanding him to get up but Draco didn't even listen his mind went back to Hermione, the woman he was in love with . . . the woman he was ever in love with. But now it will all be just a memory . . .
Because she loved her friends so much Hermione gave her freedom up to save them even if it meant staying with him as the prisoner. Hermione had helped him back to his mansion after he passed out after saving her from the wolves, when she had her chance to escape and leave him. When Hermione offered to cut his hair and didn't pull away when he touched her hand. His surprise for Hermione and how her eyes and face lit up with happiness when she saw the library and when she jumped up and hugged him even though it was in accident. When Hermione brought him out to the snow, taught him how to feed birds, and just having fun-actually enjoying his company. And then the night, the best night he ever had in his lifetime, he met an angel. He had danced with Hermione and she was smiling at him and the hatred for each other seemed to have vanished. And when they had almost kissed. And when he had knew he loved her more than anything in the world. If only she would call him Draco, but she never did.Malfoy! He would hear her say.
"Malfoy!"
Draco was dropped back into reality. Gaston had broken off a piece of one of the gargoyles on his roof, shaped like a textured baseball bat, and was heading back toward him. And the strange thing was even though he was well above the ground he heard the sound of hooves.
"Malfoy!" That voice was familiar. Draco looked below and it was as if all his troubles had melted away and his spirit and life was restored.
"Hermione!" he said.
Suddenly, Hermione gasped. "Gaston, don't!"
Draco turned around just in time to see Gaston swinging his arm back holding the weapon, ready to strike at him. Seeing that there was no time to take out his wand, he caught the weapon forcing himself up. Gaston found himself on the cold ground.
***
Seeing what was happening above, Hermione jumped off Philippe and raced to the castle with Chip following behind her.
"Er . . .Harry?" Colin said, nudging him at his side.
"What is it this-" Harry turned around and stopped in mid-sentence. "What the hell is that?" He whispered.
"Can't you guess?" Ron said. The howl of wind and rain grew stronger around Ron, Harry, and Colin.
There was a soft yet sharp echo of cruel laughter and a movement among the trees. Something or someone must have followed them there.
***
Gaston's eyes widened surprised at the sudden force of the so-called sorcerer. When he stood up he realized that Draco was gone. Gaston's face reddened at his anger. He walked cautiously along the roof looking towards the gargoyles at the corner of his eye.
He struggled to control his fear. He hated hearing silence, except for the rain. He hated having no clue where Draco was. "Come on out and fight! Were you in love with her, sorcerer?" Gaston shouted through the wind. "Did you honestly think she'd want you when she had someone like me?"
That last sentence had provoked Draco enough. He emerged from behind the gargoyle and before Gaston knew what was happening he found himself on the ground again. Draco stepped on his chest; so Gaston couldn't get up, and leaned down to speak to him.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but it seems you are the real fool. Who are you to think you can take a fully trained-what was that you said? Ah, a fully trained sorcerer?"
Gaston paled and his skin turned even whiter than Draco's. Draco picked him up by the cuff of his shirt and turned him to the edge of the roof.
"Put me down! Put me down! Please, don't hurt me!" Gaston pleaded. "I'll do anything! Anything!"
Draco smirked and put him back on the ground. "Get out! NOW!"
"Malfoy!"
Draco turned around and saw Hermione looking at him from the balcony.
His face lit up. "Hermione, you-you came back!" He climbed the roof to reach the balcony.
Hermione suddenly took her wand out. "Malfoy duck!" Draco did as instructed as Gaston hand swung through the friction of air.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Hermione shouted. Gaston's hands snapped to his sides and his whole body looked hard as stone and then he collapsed.
"Too easy. If we weren't in the Muggle world, I would have done it ages ago. At least I won't have to deal with him for awhile," Hermione said, dusting her arms and putting her wand back in her cloak.
"You could have at least used 'stupefy' on him," Draco said. Hermione opened her mouth to say something but Draco put his hands up. "Right, right, I forgot. You and your bloody conscience."
Hermione smiled slightly. "Malfoy, I-" Hermione started to say, then a ear piercing sound was heard and she and Draco fell hard on the balcony's stone floor. The most cruel and coldest laugh rang through their ears and Hermione stared in horror. Lucius Malfoy appeared right in front of her.
"My, my, my. My dear boy, my only son, a Malfoy, and through the years I still can not believe why you would betray Voldemort for this poor-excuse for a witch, filthy MUDBLOOD!" Lucius said, glaring at Hermione as she inched back.
" I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO SPEAK ABOUT HER THAT WAY!!!" Draco got up and threw himself at his father.
Lucius was too fast for him. "Tsk, tsk. Is that anyway to treat your father? What have I taught you Draco?"
"Nothing!" Draco hissed, gritting his teeth. And at the moment he felt like everything, his history of being a Malfoy, his knowledge of being a Malfoy, and his bloody pride of being a Malfoy had to let go. He had to say everything he felt. It was time to give up his foolish games that he played. He was a changed person. No longer was he the evil, deceitful, jealous, Draco Malfoy Hermione remembered.
"I have learned nothing from you. I was ignorant and I didn't know a thing about the world. I didn't know I was fed lies over lies from you. When I couldn't understand things, you shook me off and said I would when I was older. But I still don't understand, and I don't think I ever will. Hell, I don't want to. What I do understand, however, is that if Hermione hadn't come into my life, I would be living in a hollow, dark bloody world serving Voldemort. With Hermione, I've learned everything and I feel much stronger than I had in many years. My mind has been full of twisted words but she had made me see truth."
Draco stopped to take a deep breath before continuing again. "My mother made a mistake marrying you. The biggest mistake she ever made but realized it only too late. But soon, mother will be able to rest in peace, because I will not repeat that mistake," Draco walked to Hermione, helped her up and held her hand. "It's because I know that Hermione is the person I want to spend the rest of my life with."
At that point, Hermione was already in tears but Draco kept going on. *Never, never, would have ever thought this would happen. I love Draco Malfoy. I really do love him. * She thought as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"If it wasn't for Hermione I would have never gained anything. Not one thing. Father, you've failed. I am not and can never be like you. You can serve the Dark Lord all you want but in the end, Lucius, you will lose. I am no longer a beast and I am not a monster. The only real monster here is you!" Draco spat at the Death Eater.
Lucius' head was in flames. He was beyond furious; his eyes flashed with the bitter most anger. Hermione was terrified to just look at him. He had his wand in his hand and his voice shook dangerously low.
"So be it, Draco!" He pointed his wand at Draco and his body shook as he went flying off the balcony.
Hermione screamed.
Lucius laughed. "He was never this disappointing. Anyway, that's the end of it, my dear!"
"Not quite."
Lucius and Hermione turned around. Draco was hanging on the ledge of the balcony with one hand.
"Mal-" Hermione started.
"Stay where you are, Mudblood!" Lucius spat, then he turned to Draco. "Well, it's not a total loss, is it my son?"
Draco glared angrily at him.
Lucius seemed to have an evil smile plastered permanently on his face. He brought his wand out again. "At least you can watch her die!"
Draco's eyes widened. *Hermione . . .NO! *
"AVADA KEDAVRA!!!"
A/N: Okay it's not exactly the best chapter but that's chapter 19 of Beauty and the Beast. I know most of you thought it was the last chapter, but let's keep it an even number. Don't flame me because you thought it was fluffy, I did warn you. Besides, the next chapter could be worse. Oh and about the ooc of this chapter . . .oh come on, when you pour out everything and lose control you don't really act like yourself. Um . . . also does anyone know if the Avada Kedavra curse kills a person instantly? I've got to know. PLZ. REVIEW!!! It's one of the things that make me glad to be a ff.net author. THANK YOU!
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: When I started this chapter I didn't really know what to do. Anyway this is as dramatic as it gets. Heh heh! Oh yeah thanks for those people who reviewed for chapter 18. Vanillastar, StarJade, The Charmed One, pocketgopher, and Midgy. Akuma Kanada no Tenchi - I know it's sad. He was really one of the greatest actors. LizD- How can you not be a D/Hr shipper? There like the best pair! Just kidding! I'm glad you like this story! Sarah Baggins- Oh, yeah I just left it like that. I can be really evil when I want to. Heh heh! Well here's the next chapter!
Hermione Granger and her friends ride on horseback to the Malfoy Mansion, hoping that they are not too late. Gaston has reached Draco Malfoy in attempting to kill him, thinking if he cannot get Hermione then no one can. Draco is in no condition to fight and is left with a shattered spirit. There is only one person who can bring it back to him . . .but will she reach him in time?
Draco gazed outside at the rain, teardrops from the sky, that had started to pour. He knew he was there, he knew he was armed but yet he did not turn around to look at him. He did not care. What he did not expect, however, was the stabbing pain he felt on the skin of his shoulder blade. Draco yelped in pain, but it was less painful that what he felt in his heart. He turned to look at the man.
The man appeared to be good-looking, broad-shouldered and seemed physically strong, but angry. Gaston ran straight for the man on the chair, but Draco leaped onto the balcony where the rain pounded heavily. Gaston followed and seeing Draco staggering on the roof he let out a cold laugh.
Gaston kicked Draco in the stomach causing him to fall down and rolling onto the edge of the roof. Below was a black wave of nothingness; a bottomless pit would be the unfortunate doom if Draco did just one misstep.
"Get up! Get up! What's the matter? Too kind and gentle to fight back?" Gaston says mockingly, taunting him. In ordinary terms, Draco could have taken Gaston with only exerting some effort from his strength or his wand but in his current state . . .
Draco turned his head away from the beckoning call of the endless darkness and turned his eyes to the sky that flashed lightning and throwing thunder while letting its raging rain onto the earth. His body felt numb as he heard Gaston keep taunting him demanding him to get up but Draco didn't even listen his mind went back to Hermione, the woman he was in love with . . . the woman he was ever in love with. But now it will all be just a memory . . .
Because she loved her friends so much Hermione gave her freedom up to save them even if it meant staying with him as the prisoner. Hermione had helped him back to his mansion after he passed out after saving her from the wolves, when she had her chance to escape and leave him. When Hermione offered to cut his hair and didn't pull away when he touched her hand. His surprise for Hermione and how her eyes and face lit up with happiness when she saw the library and when she jumped up and hugged him even though it was in accident. When Hermione brought him out to the snow, taught him how to feed birds, and just having fun-actually enjoying his company. And then the night, the best night he ever had in his lifetime, he met an angel. He had danced with Hermione and she was smiling at him and the hatred for each other seemed to have vanished. And when they had almost kissed. And when he had knew he loved her more than anything in the world. If only she would call him Draco, but she never did.Malfoy! He would hear her say.
"Malfoy!"
Draco was dropped back into reality. Gaston had broken off a piece of one of the gargoyles on his roof, shaped like a textured baseball bat, and was heading back toward him. And the strange thing was even though he was well above the ground he heard the sound of hooves.
"Malfoy!" That voice was familiar. Draco looked below and it was as if all his troubles had melted away and his spirit and life was restored.
"Hermione!" he said.
Suddenly, Hermione gasped. "Gaston, don't!"
Draco turned around just in time to see Gaston swinging his arm back holding the weapon, ready to strike at him. Seeing that there was no time to take out his wand, he caught the weapon forcing himself up. Gaston found himself on the cold ground.
***
Seeing what was happening above, Hermione jumped off Philippe and raced to the castle with Chip following behind her.
"Er . . .Harry?" Colin said, nudging him at his side.
"What is it this-" Harry turned around and stopped in mid-sentence. "What the hell is that?" He whispered.
"Can't you guess?" Ron said. The howl of wind and rain grew stronger around Ron, Harry, and Colin.
There was a soft yet sharp echo of cruel laughter and a movement among the trees. Something or someone must have followed them there.
***
Gaston's eyes widened surprised at the sudden force of the so-called sorcerer. When he stood up he realized that Draco was gone. Gaston's face reddened at his anger. He walked cautiously along the roof looking towards the gargoyles at the corner of his eye.
He struggled to control his fear. He hated hearing silence, except for the rain. He hated having no clue where Draco was. "Come on out and fight! Were you in love with her, sorcerer?" Gaston shouted through the wind. "Did you honestly think she'd want you when she had someone like me?"
That last sentence had provoked Draco enough. He emerged from behind the gargoyle and before Gaston knew what was happening he found himself on the ground again. Draco stepped on his chest; so Gaston couldn't get up, and leaned down to speak to him.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but it seems you are the real fool. Who are you to think you can take a fully trained-what was that you said? Ah, a fully trained sorcerer?"
Gaston paled and his skin turned even whiter than Draco's. Draco picked him up by the cuff of his shirt and turned him to the edge of the roof.
"Put me down! Put me down! Please, don't hurt me!" Gaston pleaded. "I'll do anything! Anything!"
Draco smirked and put him back on the ground. "Get out! NOW!"
"Malfoy!"
Draco turned around and saw Hermione looking at him from the balcony.
His face lit up. "Hermione, you-you came back!" He climbed the roof to reach the balcony.
Hermione suddenly took her wand out. "Malfoy duck!" Draco did as instructed as Gaston hand swung through the friction of air.
"Petrificus Totalus!" Hermione shouted. Gaston's hands snapped to his sides and his whole body looked hard as stone and then he collapsed.
"Too easy. If we weren't in the Muggle world, I would have done it ages ago. At least I won't have to deal with him for awhile," Hermione said, dusting her arms and putting her wand back in her cloak.
"You could have at least used 'stupefy' on him," Draco said. Hermione opened her mouth to say something but Draco put his hands up. "Right, right, I forgot. You and your bloody conscience."
Hermione smiled slightly. "Malfoy, I-" Hermione started to say, then a ear piercing sound was heard and she and Draco fell hard on the balcony's stone floor. The most cruel and coldest laugh rang through their ears and Hermione stared in horror. Lucius Malfoy appeared right in front of her.
"My, my, my. My dear boy, my only son, a Malfoy, and through the years I still can not believe why you would betray Voldemort for this poor-excuse for a witch, filthy MUDBLOOD!" Lucius said, glaring at Hermione as she inched back.
" I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO SPEAK ABOUT HER THAT WAY!!!" Draco got up and threw himself at his father.
Lucius was too fast for him. "Tsk, tsk. Is that anyway to treat your father? What have I taught you Draco?"
"Nothing!" Draco hissed, gritting his teeth. And at the moment he felt like everything, his history of being a Malfoy, his knowledge of being a Malfoy, and his bloody pride of being a Malfoy had to let go. He had to say everything he felt. It was time to give up his foolish games that he played. He was a changed person. No longer was he the evil, deceitful, jealous, Draco Malfoy Hermione remembered.
"I have learned nothing from you. I was ignorant and I didn't know a thing about the world. I didn't know I was fed lies over lies from you. When I couldn't understand things, you shook me off and said I would when I was older. But I still don't understand, and I don't think I ever will. Hell, I don't want to. What I do understand, however, is that if Hermione hadn't come into my life, I would be living in a hollow, dark bloody world serving Voldemort. With Hermione, I've learned everything and I feel much stronger than I had in many years. My mind has been full of twisted words but she had made me see truth."
Draco stopped to take a deep breath before continuing again. "My mother made a mistake marrying you. The biggest mistake she ever made but realized it only too late. But soon, mother will be able to rest in peace, because I will not repeat that mistake," Draco walked to Hermione, helped her up and held her hand. "It's because I know that Hermione is the person I want to spend the rest of my life with."
At that point, Hermione was already in tears but Draco kept going on. *Never, never, would have ever thought this would happen. I love Draco Malfoy. I really do love him. * She thought as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"If it wasn't for Hermione I would have never gained anything. Not one thing. Father, you've failed. I am not and can never be like you. You can serve the Dark Lord all you want but in the end, Lucius, you will lose. I am no longer a beast and I am not a monster. The only real monster here is you!" Draco spat at the Death Eater.
Lucius' head was in flames. He was beyond furious; his eyes flashed with the bitter most anger. Hermione was terrified to just look at him. He had his wand in his hand and his voice shook dangerously low.
"So be it, Draco!" He pointed his wand at Draco and his body shook as he went flying off the balcony.
Hermione screamed.
Lucius laughed. "He was never this disappointing. Anyway, that's the end of it, my dear!"
"Not quite."
Lucius and Hermione turned around. Draco was hanging on the ledge of the balcony with one hand.
"Mal-" Hermione started.
"Stay where you are, Mudblood!" Lucius spat, then he turned to Draco. "Well, it's not a total loss, is it my son?"
Draco glared angrily at him.
Lucius seemed to have an evil smile plastered permanently on his face. He brought his wand out again. "At least you can watch her die!"
Draco's eyes widened. *Hermione . . .NO! *
"AVADA KEDAVRA!!!"
A/N: Okay it's not exactly the best chapter but that's chapter 19 of Beauty and the Beast. I know most of you thought it was the last chapter, but let's keep it an even number. Don't flame me because you thought it was fluffy, I did warn you. Besides, the next chapter could be worse. Oh and about the ooc of this chapter . . .oh come on, when you pour out everything and lose control you don't really act like yourself. Um . . . also does anyone know if the Avada Kedavra curse kills a person instantly? I've got to know. PLZ. REVIEW!!! It's one of the things that make me glad to be a ff.net author. THANK YOU!