Chapter 28: Lucius's Grudge
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Draco sighed for the millionth time. He was so cold, and so depressed about the recent turn of events. Hermione was staring into space and not saying a word to him. He knew exactly what she was thinking without the use of words. Where could they go? They could not stay outside in the freezing cold for the night. But the police was still pursuing them, and they could not stop walking.
After a long silence, Hermione finally said, "Where are we? I don't recognize this part of the city."
Draco and Hermione had been walking for hours, and now were on the very out skirts of the city. It was snowing harder then ever, and the temperature continued to drop. The pair looked around their surroundings.
Draco shuddered and pointed. A few feet in front of them was a graveyard. It was a gloomy and dark one. It also was huge, and the fresh fallen snow somehow made it look worst then it really was. This place was just a symbol of death, which stronger reminded Hermione and Draco of the Death Eaters.
Draco somehow forced a smile; "Nobody will find us in there at least."
"You've got to be kidding me." Hermione muttered darkly, "It is a graveyard. It's scary in there. No it's worst the scary."
"Yeah, that's true, but no one will find us. Come on!" Draco said, "I will go anywhere to avoid those police."
Hermione still protested, "First the Seer's creepy place, and now a graveyard! Draco, come on! Seriously, we cannot go in there. What if-"
"I hate 'what if's' Hermione." Draco snarled, "Who knows. There might be a place to stay in there."
"Like what? A undertakers house?" Hermione muttered, but Draco was all ready walking toward the graveyard, and he was out of earshot.
"This really sucks." Hermione mumbled as she followed Draco.
~*~*~*~*~
The two had been walking around the graveyard for about an hour, without finding a place to stay. The graveyard was even creepier inside. There were many old and crumbling graves. But even creepier were the fresh graves. Hermione was very anxious, and thinking about death as she remembered Madame Nyssa's prediction.
Draco, however, was relaxed. "Hermione, nothing is going to happen to us."
Hermione bit her lip, "I am very doubtful of that, Draco Malfoy."
Draco rolled his eyes, "Don't be doubtful. Nothing bad or evil is going to happen."
Draco spun around to look Hermione in the eyes, but he was not watching where he was going. As he was walking, he tripped over a gravestone. "DAMN IT!"
Hermione, in spite of being terrified, started cracking up, "Next time you had better watch where you are going, my dear."
"Oh stuff it! That really hurt!" Draco whined.
Hermione rolled her eyes, and walked over to where Draco was sprawled out on the ground. Draco sat up in the snow, "I am freezing!"
"I can tell." Hermione muttered. "Why don't you stand up?"
Draco suddenly gasped in shock and surprise, and pointed at the grave he tripped over. "What is it?" Hermione whispered as she walked over to where Draco was lying. On the grave it said:
LUCIUS MALFOY
Hermione whimpered in a shaky voice, "It's Nilam's grave. The grave he should not even be lying in."
Draco stood up, and stared blankly at the grave. "Uncle Nilam. I am very very sorry."
Hermione nodded, "I feel awful. He does not even get his own name on his tombstone. Instead he is stuck with his brother's name."
Draco nodded, and sighed, "I want to leave. I can't take this anymore. Poor Nilam."
Hermione rolled her eyes, "I told you! I told you that I did not want to go in there! You are so-"
"What exactly is my son mudblood?" came a voice that was all too familiar. It was a voice that Draco heard in his worst nightmares. It was him. Lucius Malfoy.
Lucius was dressed all in black and was staring at the two with his icy gray eyes. He was also twirling his wand in an amused sort of way. "So? So?" Lucius snarled, "Here you are, Draco. Do you know how long I have been looking for you? You a load of work my boy."
Draco remained silent, and so did Hermione. They were too struck with fear to say anything back to Lucius. He noticed that. "AW! What's the matter with my little friends?" Lucius growled sarcastically.
He continued to glare, and looked down at poor Nilam's grave. Lucius smirked, "I see. You wanted to visit Nilam, Draco. Well, there if nothing you can do for him now."
"I-I know that." Draco muttered softly.
"Speak up, boy!" Lucius shouted, "You know Malfoy's don't mutter like weaklings!"
Hermione felt some of her Gryffindor courage return. "Hey! Leave him alone! He does not need your attitude!"
Draco's mouth opened in shock, and Lucius glared. "No wonder Jewel liked you. You are just like her, mudblood."
Hermione glared, "And no wonder Voldemort likes you! You are just like him!"
Lucius shrugged, and turned to Draco. Draco's gray eyes were wide with fright. Lucius smirked and tried to make Draco feel intimidated, "So Draco. Are you ready? I have been looking everywhere for you. Don't you want to come home? Back to the lovely manor? We all miss you so much. Come home. You will never win in this battle, Draco."
Draco just stared, but Hermione would not let Lucius torture him this way. "Where did you put our friends!"
Lucius laughed a cold wicked laugh that matched his personality. It echoed through the graveyard and seemed to bounce off of the graves. Hermione glared, "Where...are....our....friends....?"
Draco stared at Hermione nervously. ~ She is crazy ~ Draco thought ~ She is absolutely crazy! She's scared to death of Madame Nyssa's place, and then she's scared to death of entering this graveyard. But my evil Death Eater father approaches her, and she is not afraid. What is going on? ~
Lucius seemed mildly amused at Hermione's determination. "Well, do you really want to see them? They are really not in the proper state to see you after all. You 'friends' are very sick, mudblood."
Draco felt his heart stop and he also could feel a fiery surge of anger within him. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE FATHER!" Draco shouted before he could stop himself.
Lucius laughed again. "My son, please, don't worry. Your friends are in very good hands. But if you want to see them, I am not going to stop you. Just follow me, and I will take you right to where they are. I must, say you two are all too clever for me. I suppose I might as well give up then." Lucius said with a glittering menace in his eyes.
Hermione and Draco glared. They both knew well enough that Lucius would not just lead them to their friends out of kindness. Something was up. And whatever it was, it was not good.
Lucius sneered, "So if you want to see your friends, follow me. This will end sooner then you think. However, it's not like you have a choice anyway. CLOSICO!"
Hermione and Draco braced themselves, as they prepared for a painful spell to hit them. But they felt no pain. Lucius smirked, "Now you two cannot run more then five feet away from me. You have to follow me. You have no choice. Come let us see your dear 'friends'"
Lucius looked at Nilam's grave. His icy gray eyes became even colder as he said, "Nilam, you always thought you were better then me. Well, I got the better of you in the end, didn't I?"
Hermione wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn't come. Draco felt himself feel totally hopeless. He would be forced to follow his father now. There was no escape. Hermione sighed, and stared at Draco. They both knew the worst was about to come.
Ok, things don't look good. HEHE, ok things look HORRID! Hermione and Draco are not too happy with me.
~*Sophiebabe
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER!!!!
Thanks: Draco-luver, dobbie-luvs-sweeties, Kathy, Draco's Evil Sister, helly120, Draco'sAmericanGurl, Akili, DiOsA4u (o sorry. I will send you e- mail for the next chapter. You sound madder at me then I was at you. I wasn't mad in the first place..) CrazyCat, K7o7 of BaCa PrOdUcTiOnZ , Psycho Angel, Nathalie, Satine Shadows, BlueAngelgirl, Glenda the Owl, Mars, Emma, SnWfLaKeSwEeTy, Ikiko, Loralei, MaliShka, tom felton's babe, Emmy, razzleanddazzled, Invisible, rattyrowe (thanks for your reviews on Complicated too!), maddy, and Unsigned.
A/N: OH! The song I used in the last chapter was by Linkin Park! OOPS! Even I forget disclaimers sometimes. ^_^ NOW IF YOU WANT TO RECEIVE UPDATES SIGN REVIEWS LIKE THIS AT THE END: Name and E-mail I will start e-mailing during the next chapter!
Draco sighed for the millionth time. He was so cold, and so depressed about the recent turn of events. Hermione was staring into space and not saying a word to him. He knew exactly what she was thinking without the use of words. Where could they go? They could not stay outside in the freezing cold for the night. But the police was still pursuing them, and they could not stop walking.
After a long silence, Hermione finally said, "Where are we? I don't recognize this part of the city."
Draco and Hermione had been walking for hours, and now were on the very out skirts of the city. It was snowing harder then ever, and the temperature continued to drop. The pair looked around their surroundings.
Draco shuddered and pointed. A few feet in front of them was a graveyard. It was a gloomy and dark one. It also was huge, and the fresh fallen snow somehow made it look worst then it really was. This place was just a symbol of death, which stronger reminded Hermione and Draco of the Death Eaters.
Draco somehow forced a smile; "Nobody will find us in there at least."
"You've got to be kidding me." Hermione muttered darkly, "It is a graveyard. It's scary in there. No it's worst the scary."
"Yeah, that's true, but no one will find us. Come on!" Draco said, "I will go anywhere to avoid those police."
Hermione still protested, "First the Seer's creepy place, and now a graveyard! Draco, come on! Seriously, we cannot go in there. What if-"
"I hate 'what if's' Hermione." Draco snarled, "Who knows. There might be a place to stay in there."
"Like what? A undertakers house?" Hermione muttered, but Draco was all ready walking toward the graveyard, and he was out of earshot.
"This really sucks." Hermione mumbled as she followed Draco.
~*~*~*~*~
The two had been walking around the graveyard for about an hour, without finding a place to stay. The graveyard was even creepier inside. There were many old and crumbling graves. But even creepier were the fresh graves. Hermione was very anxious, and thinking about death as she remembered Madame Nyssa's prediction.
Draco, however, was relaxed. "Hermione, nothing is going to happen to us."
Hermione bit her lip, "I am very doubtful of that, Draco Malfoy."
Draco rolled his eyes, "Don't be doubtful. Nothing bad or evil is going to happen."
Draco spun around to look Hermione in the eyes, but he was not watching where he was going. As he was walking, he tripped over a gravestone. "DAMN IT!"
Hermione, in spite of being terrified, started cracking up, "Next time you had better watch where you are going, my dear."
"Oh stuff it! That really hurt!" Draco whined.
Hermione rolled her eyes, and walked over to where Draco was sprawled out on the ground. Draco sat up in the snow, "I am freezing!"
"I can tell." Hermione muttered. "Why don't you stand up?"
Draco suddenly gasped in shock and surprise, and pointed at the grave he tripped over. "What is it?" Hermione whispered as she walked over to where Draco was lying. On the grave it said:
LUCIUS MALFOY
Hermione whimpered in a shaky voice, "It's Nilam's grave. The grave he should not even be lying in."
Draco stood up, and stared blankly at the grave. "Uncle Nilam. I am very very sorry."
Hermione nodded, "I feel awful. He does not even get his own name on his tombstone. Instead he is stuck with his brother's name."
Draco nodded, and sighed, "I want to leave. I can't take this anymore. Poor Nilam."
Hermione rolled her eyes, "I told you! I told you that I did not want to go in there! You are so-"
"What exactly is my son mudblood?" came a voice that was all too familiar. It was a voice that Draco heard in his worst nightmares. It was him. Lucius Malfoy.
Lucius was dressed all in black and was staring at the two with his icy gray eyes. He was also twirling his wand in an amused sort of way. "So? So?" Lucius snarled, "Here you are, Draco. Do you know how long I have been looking for you? You a load of work my boy."
Draco remained silent, and so did Hermione. They were too struck with fear to say anything back to Lucius. He noticed that. "AW! What's the matter with my little friends?" Lucius growled sarcastically.
He continued to glare, and looked down at poor Nilam's grave. Lucius smirked, "I see. You wanted to visit Nilam, Draco. Well, there if nothing you can do for him now."
"I-I know that." Draco muttered softly.
"Speak up, boy!" Lucius shouted, "You know Malfoy's don't mutter like weaklings!"
Hermione felt some of her Gryffindor courage return. "Hey! Leave him alone! He does not need your attitude!"
Draco's mouth opened in shock, and Lucius glared. "No wonder Jewel liked you. You are just like her, mudblood."
Hermione glared, "And no wonder Voldemort likes you! You are just like him!"
Lucius shrugged, and turned to Draco. Draco's gray eyes were wide with fright. Lucius smirked and tried to make Draco feel intimidated, "So Draco. Are you ready? I have been looking everywhere for you. Don't you want to come home? Back to the lovely manor? We all miss you so much. Come home. You will never win in this battle, Draco."
Draco just stared, but Hermione would not let Lucius torture him this way. "Where did you put our friends!"
Lucius laughed a cold wicked laugh that matched his personality. It echoed through the graveyard and seemed to bounce off of the graves. Hermione glared, "Where...are....our....friends....?"
Draco stared at Hermione nervously. ~ She is crazy ~ Draco thought ~ She is absolutely crazy! She's scared to death of Madame Nyssa's place, and then she's scared to death of entering this graveyard. But my evil Death Eater father approaches her, and she is not afraid. What is going on? ~
Lucius seemed mildly amused at Hermione's determination. "Well, do you really want to see them? They are really not in the proper state to see you after all. You 'friends' are very sick, mudblood."
Draco felt his heart stop and he also could feel a fiery surge of anger within him. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE FATHER!" Draco shouted before he could stop himself.
Lucius laughed again. "My son, please, don't worry. Your friends are in very good hands. But if you want to see them, I am not going to stop you. Just follow me, and I will take you right to where they are. I must, say you two are all too clever for me. I suppose I might as well give up then." Lucius said with a glittering menace in his eyes.
Hermione and Draco glared. They both knew well enough that Lucius would not just lead them to their friends out of kindness. Something was up. And whatever it was, it was not good.
Lucius sneered, "So if you want to see your friends, follow me. This will end sooner then you think. However, it's not like you have a choice anyway. CLOSICO!"
Hermione and Draco braced themselves, as they prepared for a painful spell to hit them. But they felt no pain. Lucius smirked, "Now you two cannot run more then five feet away from me. You have to follow me. You have no choice. Come let us see your dear 'friends'"
Lucius looked at Nilam's grave. His icy gray eyes became even colder as he said, "Nilam, you always thought you were better then me. Well, I got the better of you in the end, didn't I?"
Hermione wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn't come. Draco felt himself feel totally hopeless. He would be forced to follow his father now. There was no escape. Hermione sighed, and stared at Draco. They both knew the worst was about to come.
Ok, things don't look good. HEHE, ok things look HORRID! Hermione and Draco are not too happy with me.
~*Sophiebabe