Draco arrived at Ron's house, hiding clevery where no one can see him. Even
a wandering cat wouldn't figure out where he was. It was dark and he loved
it. The darkness has always been his ally. He is darkness.
He looked through the window and what he saw made him want to snap Ron's neck till his entire head came off.
There was Ron and his beloved making love in the living room. He saw Hermione's face smile blissfully, kissing him, holding him, hanging on to him ...... Draco kept his breathing calm but his mind was in overdrive. He was boiling and bubbling inside ready to burst. It should be him right there making love to Hermione. It should be his name that she's calling out loud. It should be him that's making her feel incredible. It should be him .......
His eyes were glued to them. He did not blink or say a word. His expression told it all. He could feel his gums ache from his grinding teeth, his fingers started to burn as he scratched the window ledge slowly and angrily. Pieces of wood were piercing his skin and started to bleed. He just watched them. The entire time he stood angrily watching yet was turned on at the same time. He watched till their passionate rump was over and their romantic setting and gentleness upon each other sickened him. He jealously watched Ron kiss her forehead as she slept on his chest. He heard Ron's last words to her ....
Draco smiled. "Let's see you keep those words Weasley. Let's see...."
***
Ron woke up to Hermione's shiver. She slightly shook as her read rested upon his chest. He looked around for the shirt she was wearing and stretched out to get it. Careful not to wake her, he slowly rolled off gently and placed her head gently back down. He carefully dressed her in the shirt and wrapped her up again in blankets. He watched her sleep for a few minutes more smiling in happiness as he put his pants on. She looked like an angel right now. The light of the fire caught the perfect lighting of her face ....
His feelings right now were undescribable. He just made love to the girl that he was in love with for so long. He couldn't believe that she felt the same way which was even better. Her love meant everything to him now. He now felt complete. He kissed her on the forehead and quietly walked to the bathroom.
He was feeling really hot right now. Not knowing if it was because of he just made love or he just felt hot because he's in love. He looked back one more time at Hermione to make sure she was alright and headed. He turned on the faucet and let it run cold. He dipped his head in the sink and let the water drench his head. It was refreshing. More thoughts entered his mind about him and Hermione. He couldn't stop thinking about them. He was happy that their relationship finally developed after a lot of rocky conversations. He is in love now. He even started thinking about marrying her.
He felt a sudden shock of electricity running through his body. It was a feeling of sudden instinct. An instinct only aurors could feel. Danger was coming. He could feel in his veins. He took the towl next to him and rubbed his head harshly. The feeling was strong. He headed for the door till he realized it was closed.
It was supposed to be open. He didn't like what was going on.
"RON!" he heard Hermione scream in fear. He kicked door and ran out.
"HERMIONE!" He yelled back. He prayed she was having a bad dream and that his instinct was wrong. He stopped dead in his tracks. His instincts can't be wrong.
Hemrione was gone from the couch. The pillows and blankets were scattered all over the floor. It looked like a struggle. He all of a sudden felt a force hit him in the stomach hard. He fell on his knees grabbing his stomach. He was in pain. Another unseen blow to his jaw this time.
And another. Ron tried hard to concentrate. It must be an invisible enchantment. The next blow to the side of his head made him dizzy. His face was aching, his stomach was hurting ... The invisible force stopped for a bit. The rest of Ron's body dropped to the floor and he rolled over on his side and spat out blood. He then got kicked again and again. Ron wanted to just black out and not feel the rest of the beating but he kept thinking about Hermione. Ron yelled out in pain as the force kicked his head and he felt the muscles in his neck stretch too far. He could barely see in one eye. It was too swollen. He could only taste blood in his mouth and his entire body felt numb. He stayed on the ground groaning feeling sick as trickles of blood ran down his face and down his neck.
"RON! RON!" he could hear Hermione scream. It sounded like she was near the front door. With whatever energy he had left he got up and walked to the front door. Limping, his whole body in pain he dragged himself. A note was on the door. He grabbed it and read it.
'She's mine'
As he read the last word a blinding pain striked his head.
Blackness.
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He looked through the window and what he saw made him want to snap Ron's neck till his entire head came off.
There was Ron and his beloved making love in the living room. He saw Hermione's face smile blissfully, kissing him, holding him, hanging on to him ...... Draco kept his breathing calm but his mind was in overdrive. He was boiling and bubbling inside ready to burst. It should be him right there making love to Hermione. It should be his name that she's calling out loud. It should be him that's making her feel incredible. It should be him .......
His eyes were glued to them. He did not blink or say a word. His expression told it all. He could feel his gums ache from his grinding teeth, his fingers started to burn as he scratched the window ledge slowly and angrily. Pieces of wood were piercing his skin and started to bleed. He just watched them. The entire time he stood angrily watching yet was turned on at the same time. He watched till their passionate rump was over and their romantic setting and gentleness upon each other sickened him. He jealously watched Ron kiss her forehead as she slept on his chest. He heard Ron's last words to her ....
Draco smiled. "Let's see you keep those words Weasley. Let's see...."
***
Ron woke up to Hermione's shiver. She slightly shook as her read rested upon his chest. He looked around for the shirt she was wearing and stretched out to get it. Careful not to wake her, he slowly rolled off gently and placed her head gently back down. He carefully dressed her in the shirt and wrapped her up again in blankets. He watched her sleep for a few minutes more smiling in happiness as he put his pants on. She looked like an angel right now. The light of the fire caught the perfect lighting of her face ....
His feelings right now were undescribable. He just made love to the girl that he was in love with for so long. He couldn't believe that she felt the same way which was even better. Her love meant everything to him now. He now felt complete. He kissed her on the forehead and quietly walked to the bathroom.
He was feeling really hot right now. Not knowing if it was because of he just made love or he just felt hot because he's in love. He looked back one more time at Hermione to make sure she was alright and headed. He turned on the faucet and let it run cold. He dipped his head in the sink and let the water drench his head. It was refreshing. More thoughts entered his mind about him and Hermione. He couldn't stop thinking about them. He was happy that their relationship finally developed after a lot of rocky conversations. He is in love now. He even started thinking about marrying her.
He felt a sudden shock of electricity running through his body. It was a feeling of sudden instinct. An instinct only aurors could feel. Danger was coming. He could feel in his veins. He took the towl next to him and rubbed his head harshly. The feeling was strong. He headed for the door till he realized it was closed.
It was supposed to be open. He didn't like what was going on.
"RON!" he heard Hermione scream in fear. He kicked door and ran out.
"HERMIONE!" He yelled back. He prayed she was having a bad dream and that his instinct was wrong. He stopped dead in his tracks. His instincts can't be wrong.
Hemrione was gone from the couch. The pillows and blankets were scattered all over the floor. It looked like a struggle. He all of a sudden felt a force hit him in the stomach hard. He fell on his knees grabbing his stomach. He was in pain. Another unseen blow to his jaw this time.
And another. Ron tried hard to concentrate. It must be an invisible enchantment. The next blow to the side of his head made him dizzy. His face was aching, his stomach was hurting ... The invisible force stopped for a bit. The rest of Ron's body dropped to the floor and he rolled over on his side and spat out blood. He then got kicked again and again. Ron wanted to just black out and not feel the rest of the beating but he kept thinking about Hermione. Ron yelled out in pain as the force kicked his head and he felt the muscles in his neck stretch too far. He could barely see in one eye. It was too swollen. He could only taste blood in his mouth and his entire body felt numb. He stayed on the ground groaning feeling sick as trickles of blood ran down his face and down his neck.
"RON! RON!" he could hear Hermione scream. It sounded like she was near the front door. With whatever energy he had left he got up and walked to the front door. Limping, his whole body in pain he dragged himself. A note was on the door. He grabbed it and read it.
'She's mine'
As he read the last word a blinding pain striked his head.
Blackness.
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