Chapter 15

Before I knew it the Yule ball was but hours away. To my surprise Harry had accepted Ginny offer and they were going together. I had to refuse hundreds of offers from Ron but after about the 138th time he got the hint. Nobody knew that I was going with Draco, with the exception of Ginny. I'm possitive that Harry suspected something but didn't say it to me.
With about 20 minutes to finish getting ready, I'm going to stop by the Head Bathroom to meet Draco. From there he's going to escort me to the Great Hall. Tonight is when everyone will find out about the love that Draco and I share.
I reached the bathroom where Draco was patiently waiting, leaning on the wall with his arms crossed.
"Hermione, your dress is... gogeous." He finally let out in exasperation.
"Thanks." I replied taking another look at my long midnight-blue, dress. It was held onto my body by thin straps and hugged my body tightly. It flowed gradually down myself.
Draco snuck his arm down my bare back then scooped up to my neck. He cupped my face and kissed me softly.
"Ready?" I asked hesitantly.
"Just give me a cuple minutes to... er... attend to some unfinished business."
"I love you." I called before he left.
"I.. Hermione... this isn't the right time. What I need to do now is very impostant."
"More important then us?" I thought but instead said, "Oh, well Hurry up the Ball is starting soon."
"Don't worry."
Don't worry, yeah right. He didn't answer me after I spilled my heart out to him. How could he? I was going to follow him, to make sure that he wasn't secretly seeing somebody else.
He ran out to the Hogwarts grounds when he stopped dead in his tracks and I know why. Someone was there but I don't know what the gender is. I snuck up behind a bush, with out getting my dress messed up, and listened to the conversation.
"Have you decided?" The figure smirked beneath his hood.
"I'll never join you." Draco sneered at him with bravery.
"That is your decision for now, sooner or later Draco, you shall join me."
The figure turned and walked then suddenly dissappeared. Draco's hatred smirk then turned into a sadden fear. I knew who that was, Voldemort. Draco had proven himself to love me. I knew how much he dreamed about being a Death Eater but now he showed that he really did love me by not following in his father's footsteps.
"I told you that nothing, not even Voldemort would stand inbetween our love." He grasped my shoulders lightly and I slipped my hands up his arms to his shoulders.
"Can we please just go to the ball now?" I shakily said.
We walked to the entrance to te great hall from out side and everyone was all ready dancing and cheering. Before we could enter Draco pulled me back and held me in his arms.
"Hermione, he,.. he wants me to be a death eater, and to follow in my fathers footsteps. Something bad is going to happen, I can feel it. We really need to be careful."
"As long as I'm with you, I don't care."
I leaned into his chest and pressed my lips on his. All my fear was gone when I was with him. His lips were warm and caring, inviting me into him with open arms.
"Hermione! What the hell do you think your doing with that... that... ferret?" Ron stammered from behind me.
"HEY! that was 3 years ago, god can you ever get anymore insults or what." Draco hissed.
"Ron, what the hell does it look like I'm doing." I turned back to Draco and kissed him.
I didn't want to see Ron's facebecause I knew that it was going to be full of both hate and shock.
"Do you have her uder a spell Malfoy. Hermione why would you do this."
"Because.. I love him."
"She is under no bloody spell Weasley!" Draco sneered.
"Come on Draco, let's go dance." I pulled hiim into the Great Hall.
"He didn't take it like you hoped did he?" Draco caressed my head on his chest as we danced. People were staring of coarse, but I was relieved that we no longer had to hid our relationship. I still picture the look on ron's face, his heart was broken and he felt hatred towards not only Draco, but me. I needed to talk to him before something drastic happened to him.
I thought that he was still outside so I ran outside before Draco could persuade me otherwise. When I got there it wasn't Ron waiting for me outside but none other than Lord Voldemort himself, pointing his wand at me as I slowed my pace until I can to a hault.
He breathed the most fatal words known to all witches and wizards and from there I new that I had no more hope for surviving. With a green flash I was on the ground with pain. The first person who came to mind was not who I expected, it was Ron. He had always cared though he only showed it through arguments and bickering. Then I thought of Draco, the only one I knew that I loved. Though I loved all my friends he was more than that. I thought of all the times that I'd never spend with him and all the times I wished that we had gone just a little further.
A stabbing sensation now entered my body and time was in slow motion. I sucked in my last breath of air and tried to live long enough to say good bye to Harry, Ron and Draco. They all surrounded me but I could not speak. it was if my voice box had been deactivated. Death grasped my body and tried to release me but I refused.
"Hermione!" I could hear them yell as if calling me would save my life from being stolen.
Nobody had witnessed what happen but the truth was that I was dieing because of Voldemort. He cast Avada Kedavra me thinking me as a pathetic Mudblood. There was nothing more that I wanted now but to be with Draco. I wanted to taste his breath on my lips. I wanted the sweet scent of his cologne to be transfered onto me. I wanted the soothing sound of his voice to be said into my ears. I wanted the feel of his touch on my skin.
Why was a I staying alive for so long. From all my research and knoledge I'd figure that you die within a second. I also heard that you are totured first then you slowly die.
"Do something Potter she's dieing!" Draco yelled at Harry.
"I'll go get help." He rushed away. I tried to stop him but he had no clue that he should stay here.
"Don't just stand there Weasley.help Potter!"
"uh, yeah." He ran in the direction that Harry had.
"Everything will be all right." He said more to himself than me.
He was holding back tears I could tell as he picked up my almost lifeless body. He began to craddle me in his arms then kissed my forhead. I wanted oh so much to tell him that I love him but no words came out of my mouth. Only groans and sobs came out.
"Hermione, I know that I was afraid to tell you how I felt about you. I'm sorry if I hurt you. Hermione I love you."
He bent down and kissed me, he didn't care weather my lips cold and purple. I finally left out on last breath and I knew it was the end. My death was no longer painful but now bliss. I hated departing from Draco, the love of my life but as they say, don't walk into the light, I did anyways. I took in the truth, I was dead, but that was just one of the consequences for loving your enemy.






THE END!!!!