Disclaimer- I don't own the characters
A/N: I am so sorry I have taken so long to update so I will try to make this chapter longer than the usual ones and I am planning a few surprises.
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The light reflected off the snow and peeked into Hermione's room thru the crimson curtains. She starched out her arms and yawned. She swung her legs over the side of her bed and slowly stood up. She opened her eyes as she yawned again to witness a small pile of gifts at the foot of her four- poster.
She walked over and picked up the first parcel, it was from her parents. They bought her some new quills, ink, a book she asked for and some dental floss. The next was a parcel from Harry and Ron. She ripped open the Chudley Cannons wrapping and found a figurine of a baby polar bear. Right now it was doing little somersaults in the palm of her hand. She put it in the glass container they gave her and placed it on her nightstand. Now she got to her gift from Mrs. Weasley. It was the usual, a gold homemade sweater with a Gryffindor lion on it and some cakes. Next she picked up a bag from Ginny. She reached inside and pulled out a mirror. It looked like a plain mirror but while she was inspecting it, it spoke to her. "Don't tell me you are going to leave this room dressed like a rag-a-muffin," a bossy womanly voice said from the mirror.
"Don't worry, I'll get changed," Hermione said laughing a little bit.
"Well I should hope so," the mirror responded with a humph.
Though Hermione thought she was done she still saw a little box left on the floor. She picked it up a bit cautiously and carefully opened it. Inside the box she found the mask Draco wore on the night of the masquerade. There was also a small piece of parchment but all it said was, "I don't want to wear a mask anymore."
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Draco was sitting in the common room staring at what was in his hands. It was a music box. Suddenly he heard footsteps behind it and he swiftly turned his head around. Hermione was climbing down the stair. When they noticed each other they said in unison, "Why did you get me this?"
"I knew you liked Simple Plan, I don't I just felt like I needed to get you a Christmas present," Hermione said.
"Oh, well I guess I felt I needed to get you a Christmas present too," Draco said shyly looking down at his music box.
Hermione walked over slowly and sat on the couch next to him.
"Draco, we can only be friends, nothing more nothing less. Do you understand this? It could never work," Hermione said sympathetically as she stared at Draco sunken, cold face.
He lifted his head up and looked at her. He looked into her eyes. The eyes he loved, the eyes he dreamt of. "I understand," Draco said with pain in his voice.
Tears came to Hermione's eyes. She touched his hand as she said, "I'm so sorry." She felt his pain go thru his hand but she knew this had to happen. Draco looked down at their hands and turned his head away.
Hermione stood up and walked towards the portrait hole. Suddenly she turned around.
"Draco," she whispered holding back her silent tears, " Happy Christmas." And she walked out of the portrait without another word.
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Hermione walked into the Great Hall. The twelve Christmas trees were lining the walls and garlands were everywhere. It smelt of pine and it made Hermione feel warm inside. The tables were relatively empty but she noticed out of the corner of her eye Mandy waving at her to come join her at the Ravenclaw table. Hermione smiled and walked over and sat down. They all chatted but Hermione kept staring at the entrance of the Great Hall feeling uneasy. She finally saw Draco walked in. He had his head bent down with that look of anger on his face. He walked to the Slytherin table and sat with Crabbe and Goyle. Soon Pansy Parkinson slithered over and started cuddling up next to him. He didn't cuddle back but he didn't push her away either. Hermione thought for a moment and then realized what happened, he went back to the way he was.
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"So where have you been Draky?" Pansy said holding onto his arm.
"I was in the hospital," Draco said coolly.
"Oh, Draky are you alright?" Pansy said trying to make herself seem extremely concerned.
"I'm fine now," Draco said trying to shrug her off a bit.
Draco was not extremely happy to be around them but he thought it would be the only way to make himself forget about Hermione. He needed to act like he did when he didn't care about her.
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They were in a dark room. Draco was sitting on a chair and tied to it with ropes, which were rubbing against him as he struggled. He heard weeping beside him. He turned his head to see Hermione's bushy, brown hair falling into her weeping face.
"You want to know why you are here Miss. Granger?" a low voice that chilled your bones said from the darkness.
Hermione squeaked between her sobs.
"You both threaten me, you know too much," the voice said menacingly. "But how shall you die. How can I make it like, an accident?" The voice cackled with laughter and seemed to be closing in on them. Quite suddenly a cold, lifeless hand grabbed Draco's neck.
Draco quickly sprang up in his bed, sweating and breathing deeply. He bolted out of his bed and dashed out the door. He ran into the common room and saw Hermione frantically running down from her bedroom.
"Draco," she gasped falling onto him so the both of them fell onto the couch.
"The dream," Draco panted.
Hermione sat up and nodded her head.
"He is coming after us," they said in unison.
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Hermione and Draco ran to Professor Dumbledore's office in their pajamas.
When they reached the stone gargoyle Draco began, "Umm. 'oy he changed it again. do you remember. damnit!"
Out of nowhere the gargoyle sprang to life and Dumbledore came out from behind it.
"I do not approve of prefects cussing, Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye. "Now what seems to be the problem?"
The three of them walked into his office explaining the dream to the headmaster.
"Well, this is very odd, I must say," Dumbledore said twirling his snowy white beard around his finger. "What I do not understand is what Miss. Granger knows so much about." Dumbledore looked quizzically at Hermione but Draco explained for her.
"I told her about my father," he said and Dumbledore understood immediately.
"Well, it is late I suggest you two go back to sleep. We will talk about this tomorrow," he yawned and then proceeded to show them out the door.
As the two of them walked back to their common room Hermione looked up at Draco. "Draco, do you think he will really come after us?" Hermione said with a bit of fear in her voice.
"Knowing him, I'd wonder what happened if he didn't," Draco said unwillingly but he knew that was the truth.
The two of them walked silently back to the common room and into their bedrooms, both shaking slightly with fear.
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A/N: Oh. I'm so sorry. I should have made a really long one but I just couldn't. I had to get this done for you guys. Don't worry next time I will update much sooner.
Thanks to the reviewers!
TriGemini, Sahara, Ice-cube08, Kitty-Kat, Andufeniel, Whale girl, Ashley023, Sweet Sorrow,
Keep reviewing please!
A/N: I am so sorry I have taken so long to update so I will try to make this chapter longer than the usual ones and I am planning a few surprises.
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The light reflected off the snow and peeked into Hermione's room thru the crimson curtains. She starched out her arms and yawned. She swung her legs over the side of her bed and slowly stood up. She opened her eyes as she yawned again to witness a small pile of gifts at the foot of her four- poster.
She walked over and picked up the first parcel, it was from her parents. They bought her some new quills, ink, a book she asked for and some dental floss. The next was a parcel from Harry and Ron. She ripped open the Chudley Cannons wrapping and found a figurine of a baby polar bear. Right now it was doing little somersaults in the palm of her hand. She put it in the glass container they gave her and placed it on her nightstand. Now she got to her gift from Mrs. Weasley. It was the usual, a gold homemade sweater with a Gryffindor lion on it and some cakes. Next she picked up a bag from Ginny. She reached inside and pulled out a mirror. It looked like a plain mirror but while she was inspecting it, it spoke to her. "Don't tell me you are going to leave this room dressed like a rag-a-muffin," a bossy womanly voice said from the mirror.
"Don't worry, I'll get changed," Hermione said laughing a little bit.
"Well I should hope so," the mirror responded with a humph.
Though Hermione thought she was done she still saw a little box left on the floor. She picked it up a bit cautiously and carefully opened it. Inside the box she found the mask Draco wore on the night of the masquerade. There was also a small piece of parchment but all it said was, "I don't want to wear a mask anymore."
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Draco was sitting in the common room staring at what was in his hands. It was a music box. Suddenly he heard footsteps behind it and he swiftly turned his head around. Hermione was climbing down the stair. When they noticed each other they said in unison, "Why did you get me this?"
"I knew you liked Simple Plan, I don't I just felt like I needed to get you a Christmas present," Hermione said.
"Oh, well I guess I felt I needed to get you a Christmas present too," Draco said shyly looking down at his music box.
Hermione walked over slowly and sat on the couch next to him.
"Draco, we can only be friends, nothing more nothing less. Do you understand this? It could never work," Hermione said sympathetically as she stared at Draco sunken, cold face.
He lifted his head up and looked at her. He looked into her eyes. The eyes he loved, the eyes he dreamt of. "I understand," Draco said with pain in his voice.
Tears came to Hermione's eyes. She touched his hand as she said, "I'm so sorry." She felt his pain go thru his hand but she knew this had to happen. Draco looked down at their hands and turned his head away.
Hermione stood up and walked towards the portrait hole. Suddenly she turned around.
"Draco," she whispered holding back her silent tears, " Happy Christmas." And she walked out of the portrait without another word.
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Hermione walked into the Great Hall. The twelve Christmas trees were lining the walls and garlands were everywhere. It smelt of pine and it made Hermione feel warm inside. The tables were relatively empty but she noticed out of the corner of her eye Mandy waving at her to come join her at the Ravenclaw table. Hermione smiled and walked over and sat down. They all chatted but Hermione kept staring at the entrance of the Great Hall feeling uneasy. She finally saw Draco walked in. He had his head bent down with that look of anger on his face. He walked to the Slytherin table and sat with Crabbe and Goyle. Soon Pansy Parkinson slithered over and started cuddling up next to him. He didn't cuddle back but he didn't push her away either. Hermione thought for a moment and then realized what happened, he went back to the way he was.
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"So where have you been Draky?" Pansy said holding onto his arm.
"I was in the hospital," Draco said coolly.
"Oh, Draky are you alright?" Pansy said trying to make herself seem extremely concerned.
"I'm fine now," Draco said trying to shrug her off a bit.
Draco was not extremely happy to be around them but he thought it would be the only way to make himself forget about Hermione. He needed to act like he did when he didn't care about her.
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They were in a dark room. Draco was sitting on a chair and tied to it with ropes, which were rubbing against him as he struggled. He heard weeping beside him. He turned his head to see Hermione's bushy, brown hair falling into her weeping face.
"You want to know why you are here Miss. Granger?" a low voice that chilled your bones said from the darkness.
Hermione squeaked between her sobs.
"You both threaten me, you know too much," the voice said menacingly. "But how shall you die. How can I make it like, an accident?" The voice cackled with laughter and seemed to be closing in on them. Quite suddenly a cold, lifeless hand grabbed Draco's neck.
Draco quickly sprang up in his bed, sweating and breathing deeply. He bolted out of his bed and dashed out the door. He ran into the common room and saw Hermione frantically running down from her bedroom.
"Draco," she gasped falling onto him so the both of them fell onto the couch.
"The dream," Draco panted.
Hermione sat up and nodded her head.
"He is coming after us," they said in unison.
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Hermione and Draco ran to Professor Dumbledore's office in their pajamas.
When they reached the stone gargoyle Draco began, "Umm. 'oy he changed it again. do you remember. damnit!"
Out of nowhere the gargoyle sprang to life and Dumbledore came out from behind it.
"I do not approve of prefects cussing, Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye. "Now what seems to be the problem?"
The three of them walked into his office explaining the dream to the headmaster.
"Well, this is very odd, I must say," Dumbledore said twirling his snowy white beard around his finger. "What I do not understand is what Miss. Granger knows so much about." Dumbledore looked quizzically at Hermione but Draco explained for her.
"I told her about my father," he said and Dumbledore understood immediately.
"Well, it is late I suggest you two go back to sleep. We will talk about this tomorrow," he yawned and then proceeded to show them out the door.
As the two of them walked back to their common room Hermione looked up at Draco. "Draco, do you think he will really come after us?" Hermione said with a bit of fear in her voice.
"Knowing him, I'd wonder what happened if he didn't," Draco said unwillingly but he knew that was the truth.
The two of them walked silently back to the common room and into their bedrooms, both shaking slightly with fear.
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A/N: Oh. I'm so sorry. I should have made a really long one but I just couldn't. I had to get this done for you guys. Don't worry next time I will update much sooner.
Thanks to the reviewers!
TriGemini, Sahara, Ice-cube08, Kitty-Kat, Andufeniel, Whale girl, Ashley023, Sweet Sorrow,
Keep reviewing please!