She reached out to touch Oliver's soft face but it slowly faded away into
the dim moonlight. She began to weep uncontrollably when she realized that
he was never coming back. The one love she had found so many years ago…was
really gone. Almost at once, everything began to fade into a white clouds
and she felt as if she were flying.
That is…until she realized she was lying down. She sat up straight, frantically pushing her covers and sheets off of her. She took a quick glance at the clock. 3:30 in the morning. She knew she would never be able to sleep now, with her thoughts on Oliver and how real he seemed in the dream. She rubbed her face over and over again to remind herself that it wasn't real and that it was just a dream. The cool breeze swept through her and chills ran down her spine. She threw her legs over the side of the bed, and slipped on her robes.
She sat there, reliving the dream over and over in her mind. Her eyes then made their way over to the only picture she had of her and her family. Fresh new tears and new heartaches formed. She was about to break down when somebody knocked at the door. Draco stood outside her door, listening to her cry and so he knocked, which he never did. She wiped the tears away with a tissue and did as best as she could (without magic) to look presentable.
"Come-come in." She whispered in a low, defeated voice. Draco slowly walked in with his head down, feeling sorry that maybe he was the cause of this girl's pain. Why this should even faze him, he didn't know but here was a woman once so proud and happy, and now she was in a state where she cried constantly and relentlessly. Her face showed pure shock and disbelief as he strolled in with his head down. Why would Draco be showing any courtesy towards her? He cleared his voice and said, "All Nurses will report downstairs in the gym in 20 minutes." His posture showed sympathy but his stern voice still had a hint of the real Draco she knew.
"Fine." She turned away from him so he couldn't see her tears. It angered her to be so vulnerable in front of him especially, but she knew she was going to a battle. This battle though, may be the chance the Lightside needs to take back all of the people who were captured.
He stood up straight, nodded to her, and closed the door silently against its frame. He cursed himself for being so weak whenever he saw her. He was weak to her beauty, weak to her voice, and weak that he caused this woman so much pain. If he showed any change at all other officers would notice and that wouldn't be very good. Get a hold on yourself Draco. This woman has no reason to bring you to your knees, he whispered to himself.
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In about 5 minutes, the halls were swarming with hordes of wizards and witch's, trying to make their way down into the gym. Once on the main floor, she was met with the same mean, ugly witch woman again who was busy levitating the pens, writing down every one's names. Hermione let the large crowd steer her towards her group and then lined up and stood stiffly like the rest. She watched Draco as he talked with another officer of her group and she noticed how handsome he was. His shoulders were broad and muscular and his eyes were so gray but they sparkled like diamonds. The whole package altogether was enough to make her melt but she realized that Draco was her school enemy. She shook her head to rid them of her dreamy thoughts.
"All 45 Nurses accounted for, Lt. Malfoy." The officer beside Draco pointed over to a man with a black wand in his hand. "Everybody line up!" The officer shouted. Hermione looked confused as to what they were doing. Some people in front of her whispered something about "tattoos and marks". She stepped up nervously when she realized she was next in line. She saw that the black wand was held by the man and he made sort of a cloud but not and he then inscribed a DS inside of the cloud-like feature. The woman, who was receiving it in front of her, she saw, had tears streaming down her face as she fought not to cry out in agony. Hermione stepped up and closed her eyes and she waited for the black wand to be engraved into her skin. She felt the blinding pain and pursed her lips together as hot tears began to fall. She let out a small cry and was forcefully pushed aside.
Whispers broke out as to what these tattoos might mean. The officer next to Draco then spoke again. "These tattoos prevent you from being captured by the other side. When and if you are being captured by the other side these tattoos will burn and Apparate you automatically back to The Manor." It was then Hermione realized she was stuck here forever. There was no hope in ever seeing Harry, Ron, or her children again. Before she had a chance to show any kind of emotion Draco spoke.
Draco nodded and turned on his heel to his group. "This battle will not take place in a particular area. Please wear your robes at all times. Apparate in 30 seconds." The whole gym hushed into a quiet swishing of the wands and Hermione looked at Draco. Her body froze when she saw that Draco was staring at her too. They both Apparated to the fields...what awaited them was nothing less than horror.
When she arrived, she stumbled upon bodies and little fires everywhere. She took a good look at her surroundings and realized that the sky was a very ugly, dark purple. Most of the Giant Tree's (Magical trees that contained antidotes) were burned. She also saw that many of the Lightside people were present but she didn't want to be rescued at once. She wanted to help as many people as possible.
She and others cleared the fields out of the injured people and she was just about to head towards the forest when the sky rumbled above her. The great sky swirled and roared as if it were angry and Hermione's eyes were drawn to flashing lights in the center of the field. It looked so far but she pushed her legs to run. She began to run faster when she heard the cries of people. She pushed images from her mind and almost collapsed on the way towards the field. Just when things couldn't get any worse, the sky roared and huge droplets of rain began to beat down on her. She ran even faster when the lights got bigger and brighter. Just a little further. She skidded to a halt but she couldn't stop and she slipped on the muddy ground and she smashed into something hard.
After a few moments of seeing stars, she slowly turned over and groaned at the pain in her leg. She turned over and saw Draco lying on his side…bleeding. She didn't even think about what she was doing; her quick reaction scared her too. She turned him over to lie on his back and she looked into his eyes.
"Hermione?" He sounded so weak. She smiled when she realized he wasn't dead at all.
"Yeah it's me… your going to be fine. Just…just give me a second." Her beautiful chocolate colored eyes scanned his body and she saw that his wounds weren't too bad. The blood might have been someone else's. She tore his robes apart and revealed his muscular body. She then whipped out her wand and placed it beside him. With shaking hands, she placed her hands just above his wounds and closed her eyes tightly. A bright blue light appeared and in a flash every bruise and cut was gone. She took her wand and fixed all of the rips in his robes. With every last energy that she pertained she watched as his eyes slowly came back into focus with hers.
Draco rolled over onto his stomach and slowly rose to his feet. Hermione remained on the ground, completely drained of all of the energy she put into healing him. He lifted her and she as she fell limp in his arms. He brushed hair away from her face and felt for her pulse. He was just about to Apparate when a sudden jolt of magic hit into the side of him. He spun around and looked into the face of his enemy…Harry Potter.
"Potter…" Draco growled.
"Malfoy…put her down and let me take her back NOW." They both lifted their wands and pointed it at each other.
"Trust me Potter you don't want to touch her. If you try to take her back her…" Harry cut him off by pointing his wand at Draco's eye.
"Put her down Draco and hand her to me." When Draco just stood there looking helpless Harry shouted, "NOW DRACO! I'll take your eye out if you don't put her down and let me take her home. Her CHILDREN want their MOTHER BACK!"
Draco put her down easy and stepped back; he waited for what he knew what would happen. Harry ran over to her, kissed the side of her head, and then went to Apparate back but Hermione's scream stopped him. Her forearm felt like it was on fire and before Harry could even speak she disappeared into the thick, rainy air.
Harry realized what had happened and his anger was just about to boil over. "This is not over Malfoy." And with that Harry walked away from Draco leaving him feeling helpless again. But in his mind Draco knew what he had to do, not only for her but for himself as well.
That is…until she realized she was lying down. She sat up straight, frantically pushing her covers and sheets off of her. She took a quick glance at the clock. 3:30 in the morning. She knew she would never be able to sleep now, with her thoughts on Oliver and how real he seemed in the dream. She rubbed her face over and over again to remind herself that it wasn't real and that it was just a dream. The cool breeze swept through her and chills ran down her spine. She threw her legs over the side of the bed, and slipped on her robes.
She sat there, reliving the dream over and over in her mind. Her eyes then made their way over to the only picture she had of her and her family. Fresh new tears and new heartaches formed. She was about to break down when somebody knocked at the door. Draco stood outside her door, listening to her cry and so he knocked, which he never did. She wiped the tears away with a tissue and did as best as she could (without magic) to look presentable.
"Come-come in." She whispered in a low, defeated voice. Draco slowly walked in with his head down, feeling sorry that maybe he was the cause of this girl's pain. Why this should even faze him, he didn't know but here was a woman once so proud and happy, and now she was in a state where she cried constantly and relentlessly. Her face showed pure shock and disbelief as he strolled in with his head down. Why would Draco be showing any courtesy towards her? He cleared his voice and said, "All Nurses will report downstairs in the gym in 20 minutes." His posture showed sympathy but his stern voice still had a hint of the real Draco she knew.
"Fine." She turned away from him so he couldn't see her tears. It angered her to be so vulnerable in front of him especially, but she knew she was going to a battle. This battle though, may be the chance the Lightside needs to take back all of the people who were captured.
He stood up straight, nodded to her, and closed the door silently against its frame. He cursed himself for being so weak whenever he saw her. He was weak to her beauty, weak to her voice, and weak that he caused this woman so much pain. If he showed any change at all other officers would notice and that wouldn't be very good. Get a hold on yourself Draco. This woman has no reason to bring you to your knees, he whispered to himself.
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In about 5 minutes, the halls were swarming with hordes of wizards and witch's, trying to make their way down into the gym. Once on the main floor, she was met with the same mean, ugly witch woman again who was busy levitating the pens, writing down every one's names. Hermione let the large crowd steer her towards her group and then lined up and stood stiffly like the rest. She watched Draco as he talked with another officer of her group and she noticed how handsome he was. His shoulders were broad and muscular and his eyes were so gray but they sparkled like diamonds. The whole package altogether was enough to make her melt but she realized that Draco was her school enemy. She shook her head to rid them of her dreamy thoughts.
"All 45 Nurses accounted for, Lt. Malfoy." The officer beside Draco pointed over to a man with a black wand in his hand. "Everybody line up!" The officer shouted. Hermione looked confused as to what they were doing. Some people in front of her whispered something about "tattoos and marks". She stepped up nervously when she realized she was next in line. She saw that the black wand was held by the man and he made sort of a cloud but not and he then inscribed a DS inside of the cloud-like feature. The woman, who was receiving it in front of her, she saw, had tears streaming down her face as she fought not to cry out in agony. Hermione stepped up and closed her eyes and she waited for the black wand to be engraved into her skin. She felt the blinding pain and pursed her lips together as hot tears began to fall. She let out a small cry and was forcefully pushed aside.
Whispers broke out as to what these tattoos might mean. The officer next to Draco then spoke again. "These tattoos prevent you from being captured by the other side. When and if you are being captured by the other side these tattoos will burn and Apparate you automatically back to The Manor." It was then Hermione realized she was stuck here forever. There was no hope in ever seeing Harry, Ron, or her children again. Before she had a chance to show any kind of emotion Draco spoke.
Draco nodded and turned on his heel to his group. "This battle will not take place in a particular area. Please wear your robes at all times. Apparate in 30 seconds." The whole gym hushed into a quiet swishing of the wands and Hermione looked at Draco. Her body froze when she saw that Draco was staring at her too. They both Apparated to the fields...what awaited them was nothing less than horror.
When she arrived, she stumbled upon bodies and little fires everywhere. She took a good look at her surroundings and realized that the sky was a very ugly, dark purple. Most of the Giant Tree's (Magical trees that contained antidotes) were burned. She also saw that many of the Lightside people were present but she didn't want to be rescued at once. She wanted to help as many people as possible.
She and others cleared the fields out of the injured people and she was just about to head towards the forest when the sky rumbled above her. The great sky swirled and roared as if it were angry and Hermione's eyes were drawn to flashing lights in the center of the field. It looked so far but she pushed her legs to run. She began to run faster when she heard the cries of people. She pushed images from her mind and almost collapsed on the way towards the field. Just when things couldn't get any worse, the sky roared and huge droplets of rain began to beat down on her. She ran even faster when the lights got bigger and brighter. Just a little further. She skidded to a halt but she couldn't stop and she slipped on the muddy ground and she smashed into something hard.
After a few moments of seeing stars, she slowly turned over and groaned at the pain in her leg. She turned over and saw Draco lying on his side…bleeding. She didn't even think about what she was doing; her quick reaction scared her too. She turned him over to lie on his back and she looked into his eyes.
"Hermione?" He sounded so weak. She smiled when she realized he wasn't dead at all.
"Yeah it's me… your going to be fine. Just…just give me a second." Her beautiful chocolate colored eyes scanned his body and she saw that his wounds weren't too bad. The blood might have been someone else's. She tore his robes apart and revealed his muscular body. She then whipped out her wand and placed it beside him. With shaking hands, she placed her hands just above his wounds and closed her eyes tightly. A bright blue light appeared and in a flash every bruise and cut was gone. She took her wand and fixed all of the rips in his robes. With every last energy that she pertained she watched as his eyes slowly came back into focus with hers.
Draco rolled over onto his stomach and slowly rose to his feet. Hermione remained on the ground, completely drained of all of the energy she put into healing him. He lifted her and she as she fell limp in his arms. He brushed hair away from her face and felt for her pulse. He was just about to Apparate when a sudden jolt of magic hit into the side of him. He spun around and looked into the face of his enemy…Harry Potter.
"Potter…" Draco growled.
"Malfoy…put her down and let me take her back NOW." They both lifted their wands and pointed it at each other.
"Trust me Potter you don't want to touch her. If you try to take her back her…" Harry cut him off by pointing his wand at Draco's eye.
"Put her down Draco and hand her to me." When Draco just stood there looking helpless Harry shouted, "NOW DRACO! I'll take your eye out if you don't put her down and let me take her home. Her CHILDREN want their MOTHER BACK!"
Draco put her down easy and stepped back; he waited for what he knew what would happen. Harry ran over to her, kissed the side of her head, and then went to Apparate back but Hermione's scream stopped him. Her forearm felt like it was on fire and before Harry could even speak she disappeared into the thick, rainy air.
Harry realized what had happened and his anger was just about to boil over. "This is not over Malfoy." And with that Harry walked away from Draco leaving him feeling helpless again. But in his mind Draco knew what he had to do, not only for her but for himself as well.