I Love You, Now Die
Harry and Ron, though they did not like Hermione's relationship with Draco, slowly grew to accept it. They no longer threw rude insults at him every second, but they weren't very friendly, either. They hated that he had been a Death Eater. They especially hated it when he sat at the Gryffindor table.
"Mione, why should he be allowed over here!?" Ron asked angrily one day. "It's not fair. We don't like it."
"You and all the other Gryffindors." Hermione retorted. "But how would you feel if you were in love with someone from Slytherin" at this, Rom growled, "and wanted to eat lunch with them? Would you care if your housemates hated him, or would you want to be happy?"
He had to admit.....she had a point.
So Harry and Ron left her alone about it and didn't bug her.
Until one day.....
It was potions class. Snape was being his usual mean self and taking points from Gryffindor at every opportunity while Slytherins watched and laughed appreciativly.
"Ten points from Gryffindor!" he snapped as Neville failed to follow directions. "Five points from Gryffindor!" as Seamus and Dean were caught making fun of him (Snape).
"Boy, he's really takin' 'em today." Harry whispered. "I think it's because of Sirius and all his pranks."
It was true; Sirius was playing lots of jokes on Snape. And it didn't help that he was the DADA professor. Snape probably loathed him more than Harry- and that was saying something.
But finally, the bell to end class came. Harry, Ron, and Hermione gathered their books and started to walk out. But Hermione insisted they wait on Draco. Though her two friends protested, they ended up waiting with her.
"You waited!" Draco smiled at Hermione. "Um....hello, Potter, Weasley." he added after she elbowed him in the stomach.
"Hello." they both answered, a bit coldly. And they all walked down to dinner together.
"Students, if I may have your attention!" Dumbledore called as everyone was finishing. "Tonight is of course the Halloween Dance! We are hoping to see all of you there..." he continued his speech, talking about rules, and other things the staff thought was necessary.
Hermione clapped a hand to her forehead. "Oh, gosh, how could I have forgotten!?" she cried. "I've really lost track of time..it all flew away so fast, what with all my Head Girl duties, and classes..." she smiled at Draco. "And of course...." he smiled back as Harry and Ron rolled their eyes.
"I've gotta go get ready." Hermione said. "See ya later, Harry, Ron! You are going, aren't you?"
They nodded carelessly. "Bye, Mione."
Draco was walking down the hall to his room when he heard a voice.
"Draco Malfoy...you must think you got rid of us, didn't you? Think you can run around with filthy Mudbloods, don't you?!"
He stopped short. It couldn't be....
"Don't you remember the oath you took in blood, boy!? You will never lose us! You are bound to us!"
"No! Stop! I don't need you! It was wrong! You're all wrong!" Draco screamed at the voice. "I'm free from you now!"
"That's what you think...but now we know your weak spot...oh, how I'm going to love making you do this...." you could almost see the cold, cruel smile on the speaker's evil face.
"what...NO! I won't let you!"
"Let me? I'm not doing anything..it's you that will be doing it....Imperio!!"
Hermione glanced up as Draco entered the room. "Oh, hi. I was wondering when you'd get here."
"Hello..." Draco's voice sounded oddly strained. "I was just talking to Professor Snape about that essay that's due tomorrow."
Hermione grinned at him. "Great! Are you done yet?"
"No. I still need two more inches. I'll finish it when we get back."
"That's fine. I already did mine. I found some really interesting stuff in the library when I was searching for the information. You wouldn't believe..." she chattered on about some type of potion. But Draco couldn't listen. All he could hear was the voice inside his head....
(We'll do it at the ball. What a perfect public place to let everyone know who your true lord is, isn't it? Everyone will cower in front of you!)
Draco could only listen. His mind was filled with that horrible whisper, telling him what to do, when he would do it...
(And your first victim will be.......)
Draco turned to face Hermione. He grinned.
Harry and Ron were talking near the refreshment table as Hermione came in with Draco. They smiled at her, and mumbled a greeting to Draco, who greeted them rather brightly. They glanced suspiciously at eachother. This was very unDraco-like. Usually he had to be poked by Hermione or something....
The Great Hall was very lively, and people were having fun. Dumbledore was dancing with Professor Sprout, even Sirius was dancing with Professor McGonagall. Everyone was laughing and talking.
(Look at them...having so much fun.) said the voice inside Draco's head. (But I know what would be more fun!)
Slowly, Draco drew out his wand and raised it in the air. Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at him.
"Draco?" Hermione said nervously. "What are you doing!?"
"MORSMORDRE!!!"
The Dark Mark floated in the enchanted ceiling above.
The music stopped. No sound could be heard...until someone screamed and pointed at the door.
No. It couldn't be.
Everyone was suddenly catapulted back to reality. And they did not land on their feet. Memories of the Triwizard Tournament came floating back into everyone's mind, when Cedric Diggory was murdered. Murdered by the very person who was standing in the doorway.
So it was finally starting. Everyone had wondered when this day would come. Voldemort was beginning his evil reign. But how did he get into Hogwarts!?
(Do it! Now, Draco!) the voice in his head was growing even stronger. (NOW!) it shrieked and pushed him to do everything he didn't want to. He turned to Hermione. He managed to get out three of his own words before Voldemort took over.
"I love you...now die."
a/n: How was that? A cliffhanger! Well, not really. But kinda. Look out for more, and don't hate me for what I'm gonna do...if I decide to do it. If I do, trust me, you'll know. Please review. It's almost finished. I think. Well, duh..this is kinda the climax...oh, gods, I don't know what I'm talking about. Yeh. Oh, and no more Spooky Voice. I fired him. Well, not really, he's busy with my humor fics, none of which are posted yet. Go figure. lol
Harry and Ron, though they did not like Hermione's relationship with Draco, slowly grew to accept it. They no longer threw rude insults at him every second, but they weren't very friendly, either. They hated that he had been a Death Eater. They especially hated it when he sat at the Gryffindor table.
"Mione, why should he be allowed over here!?" Ron asked angrily one day. "It's not fair. We don't like it."
"You and all the other Gryffindors." Hermione retorted. "But how would you feel if you were in love with someone from Slytherin" at this, Rom growled, "and wanted to eat lunch with them? Would you care if your housemates hated him, or would you want to be happy?"
He had to admit.....she had a point.
So Harry and Ron left her alone about it and didn't bug her.
Until one day.....
It was potions class. Snape was being his usual mean self and taking points from Gryffindor at every opportunity while Slytherins watched and laughed appreciativly.
"Ten points from Gryffindor!" he snapped as Neville failed to follow directions. "Five points from Gryffindor!" as Seamus and Dean were caught making fun of him (Snape).
"Boy, he's really takin' 'em today." Harry whispered. "I think it's because of Sirius and all his pranks."
It was true; Sirius was playing lots of jokes on Snape. And it didn't help that he was the DADA professor. Snape probably loathed him more than Harry- and that was saying something.
But finally, the bell to end class came. Harry, Ron, and Hermione gathered their books and started to walk out. But Hermione insisted they wait on Draco. Though her two friends protested, they ended up waiting with her.
"You waited!" Draco smiled at Hermione. "Um....hello, Potter, Weasley." he added after she elbowed him in the stomach.
"Hello." they both answered, a bit coldly. And they all walked down to dinner together.
"Students, if I may have your attention!" Dumbledore called as everyone was finishing. "Tonight is of course the Halloween Dance! We are hoping to see all of you there..." he continued his speech, talking about rules, and other things the staff thought was necessary.
Hermione clapped a hand to her forehead. "Oh, gosh, how could I have forgotten!?" she cried. "I've really lost track of time..it all flew away so fast, what with all my Head Girl duties, and classes..." she smiled at Draco. "And of course...." he smiled back as Harry and Ron rolled their eyes.
"I've gotta go get ready." Hermione said. "See ya later, Harry, Ron! You are going, aren't you?"
They nodded carelessly. "Bye, Mione."
Draco was walking down the hall to his room when he heard a voice.
"Draco Malfoy...you must think you got rid of us, didn't you? Think you can run around with filthy Mudbloods, don't you?!"
He stopped short. It couldn't be....
"Don't you remember the oath you took in blood, boy!? You will never lose us! You are bound to us!"
"No! Stop! I don't need you! It was wrong! You're all wrong!" Draco screamed at the voice. "I'm free from you now!"
"That's what you think...but now we know your weak spot...oh, how I'm going to love making you do this...." you could almost see the cold, cruel smile on the speaker's evil face.
"what...NO! I won't let you!"
"Let me? I'm not doing anything..it's you that will be doing it....Imperio!!"
Hermione glanced up as Draco entered the room. "Oh, hi. I was wondering when you'd get here."
"Hello..." Draco's voice sounded oddly strained. "I was just talking to Professor Snape about that essay that's due tomorrow."
Hermione grinned at him. "Great! Are you done yet?"
"No. I still need two more inches. I'll finish it when we get back."
"That's fine. I already did mine. I found some really interesting stuff in the library when I was searching for the information. You wouldn't believe..." she chattered on about some type of potion. But Draco couldn't listen. All he could hear was the voice inside his head....
(We'll do it at the ball. What a perfect public place to let everyone know who your true lord is, isn't it? Everyone will cower in front of you!)
Draco could only listen. His mind was filled with that horrible whisper, telling him what to do, when he would do it...
(And your first victim will be.......)
Draco turned to face Hermione. He grinned.
Harry and Ron were talking near the refreshment table as Hermione came in with Draco. They smiled at her, and mumbled a greeting to Draco, who greeted them rather brightly. They glanced suspiciously at eachother. This was very unDraco-like. Usually he had to be poked by Hermione or something....
The Great Hall was very lively, and people were having fun. Dumbledore was dancing with Professor Sprout, even Sirius was dancing with Professor McGonagall. Everyone was laughing and talking.
(Look at them...having so much fun.) said the voice inside Draco's head. (But I know what would be more fun!)
Slowly, Draco drew out his wand and raised it in the air. Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at him.
"Draco?" Hermione said nervously. "What are you doing!?"
"MORSMORDRE!!!"
The Dark Mark floated in the enchanted ceiling above.
The music stopped. No sound could be heard...until someone screamed and pointed at the door.
No. It couldn't be.
Everyone was suddenly catapulted back to reality. And they did not land on their feet. Memories of the Triwizard Tournament came floating back into everyone's mind, when Cedric Diggory was murdered. Murdered by the very person who was standing in the doorway.
So it was finally starting. Everyone had wondered when this day would come. Voldemort was beginning his evil reign. But how did he get into Hogwarts!?
(Do it! Now, Draco!) the voice in his head was growing even stronger. (NOW!) it shrieked and pushed him to do everything he didn't want to. He turned to Hermione. He managed to get out three of his own words before Voldemort took over.
"I love you...now die."
a/n: How was that? A cliffhanger! Well, not really. But kinda. Look out for more, and don't hate me for what I'm gonna do...if I decide to do it. If I do, trust me, you'll know. Please review. It's almost finished. I think. Well, duh..this is kinda the climax...oh, gods, I don't know what I'm talking about. Yeh. Oh, and no more Spooky Voice. I fired him. Well, not really, he's busy with my humor fics, none of which are posted yet. Go figure. lol