Chapter 11
You Know What I Am Capable Of
Hermione woke up drowsily and decided to go down to the Common Room before breakfast. When she got down there she realized that it was empty, except for one person, Ron.
"Hey, Ron!" Hermione said happily as she sat next to him. Ron didn't say anything. "Oh Ron," Hermione taunted as she waved her hand in front of his face. "Why," he said quietly. "Why what?" Hermione replied. "Malfoy," Ron said slowly.
Hermione frowned; she was hoping the conversation wouldn't go here. "Look, Ron, I came to the Express early, really early. All just to be able to finish some work without crying, funny, that's all I ended up hearing. Anyway, I went to the compartment we usually sit in, problem was, was someone was already there. I didn't know it was Draco at the time, all I knew was there was a guy on the floor curled into a ball, shaking, crying and had the most gruesome bruise on his back. Ron, you cannot go on disliking someone when you see them like this, you just can't." Hermione paused, "I helped him and he told me everything. And Ron, he was being nice, not once did he tell me to leave, not once did he call me a mudblood." Hermione finished. That apparently wasn't enough for Ron.
"Herm, I DON'T get it! For years and years, for 5 years Draco called you a mudblood, leaving you in some sort of psychological pain, and the ONE time you see him in pain, you forgave and forgot. I just DON'T get it!" Ron said angrily.
"Well EXCUSE me for having a heart Ron! I didn't know it was a sin." Hermione said as she stalked out of Gryffindor Tower and to breakfast, leaving Ron utterly confused and with tears in his eyes.
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Draco awoke, only to see an Eagle, his father's eagle no doubt. The Eagle was holding a piece of parchment. Draco, grabbed it, the parchment was sealed shut with wax. And the wax had the Dark Mark pressed into it. "No," Draco said as he saw the wax. Draco slowly opened up the letter, it read:
Dear Draco, Where were you on Saturday? I never saw you. And on Sunday when I came to wake you up to ake you to the Platform you appeared to be gone, for the Jaguar was gone too. On Saturday I was to ask you a question, an Honor of a question. As you know, Voldemort is rising once again, Our Dark Lord is rising! And you are of age to be asked if you want to become a Deatheater. Now I know you'd love to become a Deatheater, no need to cavort, dear son. Even so, I will give you time to think about it. You have until Halloween to reply. If there is no reply by midnight on Halloween I will storm my ass to Hogwarts. You don't want that now do you, dear son? You know what I am capable of.
Good Day! Lucius Malfoy
"No, no, no, no, no!" Draco said to himself. Of course he knew that he couldn't tell his father that, for he'd either force Draco anyway, or kill him. "NO!" Draco yelled, nearly waking Goyle up. Draco's eyes began to tear as he walked down to the Slytherin commons, sat in a chair and reread the letter over and over.
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Hermione ate a piece of toast, a muffin and left to Transfiguration early. (Ron and Harry didn't speak to her during breakfast, they didn't even sit next to her!)
Sometime after Potions Hermione realized Draco hadn't been in any of her classes that Gryffindor shared with Slytherin. She began to get worried.
She hurried off to Care of Magical Creatures in hope that Draco would be there, although she wouldn't talk to him. When she got outside it was raining, hard. She continued to hurry and got there in no time. When she got there, Hagrid was standing holding his door open welcoming the students in.
"Hi Hagrid!" Hermione said happily as she walked inside. "Hello Hermione!" Hagrid said and saw her run inside.
Draco wasn't there.
"Hello, I had a neat creature to show yeh, but it started ter rain so we'll jus' read outta yeh textbooks today." Hagrid said as everyone got out their textbooks.
~**~
After class Hermione walked slowly to DADA, rain drenching her as she walked.
She got to DADA right in time, she was drenched but she got there.
"Hello, I am so glad to be back here!" Professor Lupin started. "I see some faces I will never forget." He smiled at Hermione, Harry and Ron. "I also see faces that I have come to forget," he laughed. "Sorry, but I will become familiar with you again. Anyway, today we will simply go over my rules, I will become familiar with those of you I have shamefully forgotten, and I will answer any questions regarding why I left in your guys, what? 3rd year?" Professor Lupin finished.
~**~
At dinner, Hermione glanced over at the Slytherin table, in hopes that she'd see Draco. He wasn't there. "That's IT" Hermione said to herself angrily. She stormed out and searched the school. She went to the library, and any room he might be in. He was nowhere to be found.
She was sulkily walking to Gryffindor Tower when she realized she hadn't checked outside. She turned around and ran outside. But why would Draco be outside in the cold, hard rain?
~**~ She ran outside searching frantically. Until finally she saw a clump, that was obviously a person, curled up to the edge of the lake. She ran to him, sure enough it was Draco. "Draco." Hermione said when she was standing behind him. Draco sat upright and looked at her, his hair was in his face, and in fact it was everywhere, he was drenched and he was shaking, "What are you doing out here? Why did you skip class and meals?" Hermione asked, she realized he had tears running down his face (it was hard to tell for it WAS raining, but she notice his eyes, they were bloodshot red, it looked kind of creepy with his silvery eyes); She also observed he wasn't wearing his school robes. He was just wearing his normal everyday clothes.
"My father . . . he sent a letter today, he wants me to become a Deatheater." Draco said slowly. "Oh god," Hermione said and looked around. She sat down next to him and touched his hand. It was freezing. "Draco, come on let's go inside, we can go to the library and you can tell me all about it." Hermione said slowly, still holding Draco's hand. "No. The rain is good. Cold," Draco said slowly, but sternly. "Draco, please, you're cold and wet, just come inside." Hermione pleaded. "NO!" Draco yelled. Hermione took her hand off his...
They sat in silence for a few minutes. "This Deatheater thing, do you HAVE to say yes?" Hermione asked sounding dumb to Draco. "If I want to live," Draco replied slowly. "I have until Halloween." Draco said, crying harder.
"Draco. . ." Hermione said Draco turned his head.
It took Draco a couple seconds to determine what was happening. Okay, first of all it was pouring, oh! And he was kissing Hermione, and Hermione was on top of him. They were less than an ich away from falling into the lake. . . Oh well. Hermione put her hand under his shirt, she touched his stomach, forgetting that he had a bruise there. Draco stopped kissing her and started to wince in pain. "Draco?" Hermione said. "My stomach," He replied. "OH!" Hermione said as she took her hand off his stomach, she crawled off of him, doing so Draco fell into the lake. "HOLY SHIT" Hermione screamed as she reached in and tried to pull him out, her hands kept slipping when she grabbed his hands.
Finally she got him out and he was shaking like mad. He hugged Hermione as he gasped for air and coughed. "Let's go inside." He said. Hermione nodded. She stood up and pulled him up. They walked inside together, drenched with water.
~*~*~*~ How'd you like that, eh? ::grins:: r/r! Oh and THANKS for the people who have reviewed! ~*Ender
Hermione woke up drowsily and decided to go down to the Common Room before breakfast. When she got down there she realized that it was empty, except for one person, Ron.
"Hey, Ron!" Hermione said happily as she sat next to him. Ron didn't say anything. "Oh Ron," Hermione taunted as she waved her hand in front of his face. "Why," he said quietly. "Why what?" Hermione replied. "Malfoy," Ron said slowly.
Hermione frowned; she was hoping the conversation wouldn't go here. "Look, Ron, I came to the Express early, really early. All just to be able to finish some work without crying, funny, that's all I ended up hearing. Anyway, I went to the compartment we usually sit in, problem was, was someone was already there. I didn't know it was Draco at the time, all I knew was there was a guy on the floor curled into a ball, shaking, crying and had the most gruesome bruise on his back. Ron, you cannot go on disliking someone when you see them like this, you just can't." Hermione paused, "I helped him and he told me everything. And Ron, he was being nice, not once did he tell me to leave, not once did he call me a mudblood." Hermione finished. That apparently wasn't enough for Ron.
"Herm, I DON'T get it! For years and years, for 5 years Draco called you a mudblood, leaving you in some sort of psychological pain, and the ONE time you see him in pain, you forgave and forgot. I just DON'T get it!" Ron said angrily.
"Well EXCUSE me for having a heart Ron! I didn't know it was a sin." Hermione said as she stalked out of Gryffindor Tower and to breakfast, leaving Ron utterly confused and with tears in his eyes.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco awoke, only to see an Eagle, his father's eagle no doubt. The Eagle was holding a piece of parchment. Draco, grabbed it, the parchment was sealed shut with wax. And the wax had the Dark Mark pressed into it. "No," Draco said as he saw the wax. Draco slowly opened up the letter, it read:
Dear Draco, Where were you on Saturday? I never saw you. And on Sunday when I came to wake you up to ake you to the Platform you appeared to be gone, for the Jaguar was gone too. On Saturday I was to ask you a question, an Honor of a question. As you know, Voldemort is rising once again, Our Dark Lord is rising! And you are of age to be asked if you want to become a Deatheater. Now I know you'd love to become a Deatheater, no need to cavort, dear son. Even so, I will give you time to think about it. You have until Halloween to reply. If there is no reply by midnight on Halloween I will storm my ass to Hogwarts. You don't want that now do you, dear son? You know what I am capable of.
Good Day! Lucius Malfoy
"No, no, no, no, no!" Draco said to himself. Of course he knew that he couldn't tell his father that, for he'd either force Draco anyway, or kill him. "NO!" Draco yelled, nearly waking Goyle up. Draco's eyes began to tear as he walked down to the Slytherin commons, sat in a chair and reread the letter over and over.
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Hermione ate a piece of toast, a muffin and left to Transfiguration early. (Ron and Harry didn't speak to her during breakfast, they didn't even sit next to her!)
Sometime after Potions Hermione realized Draco hadn't been in any of her classes that Gryffindor shared with Slytherin. She began to get worried.
She hurried off to Care of Magical Creatures in hope that Draco would be there, although she wouldn't talk to him. When she got outside it was raining, hard. She continued to hurry and got there in no time. When she got there, Hagrid was standing holding his door open welcoming the students in.
"Hi Hagrid!" Hermione said happily as she walked inside. "Hello Hermione!" Hagrid said and saw her run inside.
Draco wasn't there.
"Hello, I had a neat creature to show yeh, but it started ter rain so we'll jus' read outta yeh textbooks today." Hagrid said as everyone got out their textbooks.
~**~
After class Hermione walked slowly to DADA, rain drenching her as she walked.
She got to DADA right in time, she was drenched but she got there.
"Hello, I am so glad to be back here!" Professor Lupin started. "I see some faces I will never forget." He smiled at Hermione, Harry and Ron. "I also see faces that I have come to forget," he laughed. "Sorry, but I will become familiar with you again. Anyway, today we will simply go over my rules, I will become familiar with those of you I have shamefully forgotten, and I will answer any questions regarding why I left in your guys, what? 3rd year?" Professor Lupin finished.
~**~
At dinner, Hermione glanced over at the Slytherin table, in hopes that she'd see Draco. He wasn't there. "That's IT" Hermione said to herself angrily. She stormed out and searched the school. She went to the library, and any room he might be in. He was nowhere to be found.
She was sulkily walking to Gryffindor Tower when she realized she hadn't checked outside. She turned around and ran outside. But why would Draco be outside in the cold, hard rain?
~**~ She ran outside searching frantically. Until finally she saw a clump, that was obviously a person, curled up to the edge of the lake. She ran to him, sure enough it was Draco. "Draco." Hermione said when she was standing behind him. Draco sat upright and looked at her, his hair was in his face, and in fact it was everywhere, he was drenched and he was shaking, "What are you doing out here? Why did you skip class and meals?" Hermione asked, she realized he had tears running down his face (it was hard to tell for it WAS raining, but she notice his eyes, they were bloodshot red, it looked kind of creepy with his silvery eyes); She also observed he wasn't wearing his school robes. He was just wearing his normal everyday clothes.
"My father . . . he sent a letter today, he wants me to become a Deatheater." Draco said slowly. "Oh god," Hermione said and looked around. She sat down next to him and touched his hand. It was freezing. "Draco, come on let's go inside, we can go to the library and you can tell me all about it." Hermione said slowly, still holding Draco's hand. "No. The rain is good. Cold," Draco said slowly, but sternly. "Draco, please, you're cold and wet, just come inside." Hermione pleaded. "NO!" Draco yelled. Hermione took her hand off his...
They sat in silence for a few minutes. "This Deatheater thing, do you HAVE to say yes?" Hermione asked sounding dumb to Draco. "If I want to live," Draco replied slowly. "I have until Halloween." Draco said, crying harder.
"Draco. . ." Hermione said Draco turned his head.
It took Draco a couple seconds to determine what was happening. Okay, first of all it was pouring, oh! And he was kissing Hermione, and Hermione was on top of him. They were less than an ich away from falling into the lake. . . Oh well. Hermione put her hand under his shirt, she touched his stomach, forgetting that he had a bruise there. Draco stopped kissing her and started to wince in pain. "Draco?" Hermione said. "My stomach," He replied. "OH!" Hermione said as she took her hand off his stomach, she crawled off of him, doing so Draco fell into the lake. "HOLY SHIT" Hermione screamed as she reached in and tried to pull him out, her hands kept slipping when she grabbed his hands.
Finally she got him out and he was shaking like mad. He hugged Hermione as he gasped for air and coughed. "Let's go inside." He said. Hermione nodded. She stood up and pulled him up. They walked inside together, drenched with water.
~*~*~*~ How'd you like that, eh? ::grins:: r/r! Oh and THANKS for the people who have reviewed! ~*Ender