I return. God help you all. Hehe. I know everyone is extremely confused
but, as I have repeated several times, all will be explained in due time.
Be patient. People say it's a virtue. *Shrugs*
The sun began to sink beneath the emerald hills as night slowly spread it's blanket across the heavens.
Draco's eyes snapped opened. Tucked beneath his arm was the fragile figure of Hermione. Her breathing was slow and steady, all her muscles relaxed.
Draco crept from his position, being mindful of the slumbering female. He rose and padded from the room silently.
He arrived at a deserted corridor. He approached a statue of a golden gargoyle in the passageway's center. He then turned his back on the structure and pressed a stone on the adjacent wall. The gargoyle and the wall attached slid to the side to reveal a dark stairwell leading upward.
Draco scaled the steps with the ease of practice and entered an illuminated room. He reached the pool of water in the middle of the chamber and looked into the churning purple water.
"Gwynilda?" Draco addressed the liquid softly.
A beautiful face reflected back at Draco smiling. "Yes Draco."
"I was just wondering if you were right about Hermione and I. I mean she hates me." He hung his head sitting along the stonewall lining the pool.
Gwynilda broadened her smile. "She doesn't hate you, she fears you."
"That's worse." Draco muttered, "Just tell me what I can do to fix that."
Gwynilda's sapphire eyes lit happily at Draco's display of emotion. "You must be patient and not to forceful." She instructed patiently.
Draco sighed "But she's a wreck. I have to take care of her. I feel distressed when she's unhealthy."
"So, explain that to her." Advised the well sagely.
"Are you sure she's the one?"
The liquid nodded "Positive."
Draco shrugged "Okay, that's all I needed to know. I don't want to venture on a wild goose chase."
"Have patience, Draco and be gentle."
"I don't know how but I'll try. Thank you Gwynilda, I'll leave you to your business."
"Farewell Draco. I have one more warning for you, heed my words, be weary of the colored man. Goodbye." With that the pool rippled and the face sank into eternal purple.
Draco returned to his sleeping chamber to find Hermione had vanished. Little minx was probably trying to escape. With a thought he sealed off every exit from his home. She would understand if it took the rest of their lives.
Hermione crept stealthily through the giant mansion. Now that she was feeling better with that green light in her stomach she could leave and start anew and hide from Draco until she died in peace.
She peered around a corner to see a hallway whose opposite end was a set of double doors with a balcony. She could climb down. She snuck quietly to the doors and flung them open but when she tried to step onto the balcony her body hit against a solid barrier.
Her brow furrowed. She saw nothing, yet when she brought her hand out to touch what should have been air it was like touching brick.
Suddenly her mind processed that she was trapped and she panicked. She was isolated in a house with an irresistible man. Shit. What was she going to do? She felt tears slide down her face in fear,
"Don't do that honey, it's bad for you."
Speak of the devil. She hurriedly wiped the tears from her eyes. "Do what?"
"Cry over such ridiculous things."
She looked up at him. His body was a good foot away from hers but she backed up until she was halted by a wall.
Draco held up his hands palm forward in a gesture of surrender. "I'm not going to attack you Hermione." He stated gently.
She intellectually knew that was true but instinctively she sensed otherwise. He moved slowly so that his frame was beside hers, their bodies touching ever so lightly. He placed on hand on the wall supporting her form to balance himself as he leaned his face down to hers to look her in the eye.
Immediately her heart started to pump frantically, not out of fear, but anticipation. "What have you done to me?" She whispered.
"Made you whole. Have you never wondered why you aren't attracted to anyone but me? Why you never went out on dates with anyone for all these years?"
She nodded "Do you know why?"
He smiled "Yes, it's because you're my other half, you complete me and I you."
"And that green stuff bound us together and once together we can't separate without pain?" She guessed, judging by the evidence of her experience.
"Correct. Neither of us chose this but that's tough shit for both of us. We can't change it now."
"Like hell we can't. It's hormones. I can over power my own hormones." She spoke with conviction.
"Would you be willing to bet on that?" He asked with a smirk.
"You seem to like bets a lot." She accused sensing a trap.
"Oh, I think you'll like this one. How's this, you stay with me for a week if I seduce you and manage to take you of your own free will, you stay forever. If I fail, then you're free to go." He offered.
"So I have to stay in your house for a week without sleeping with you and I'm free?"
He nodded the affirmative "Yes."
"Of my own free will?"
"Yes. The only thing I require is a kissing right. Past that I won't do anything unless you do it first or ask me to do it." He vowed raising his right hand. He held out his left hand. "Do we have a deal?"
Hermione took his hand "Yes, we do." They shook decisively.
This should be interesting. That's all I'm saying. Bye!
The sun began to sink beneath the emerald hills as night slowly spread it's blanket across the heavens.
Draco's eyes snapped opened. Tucked beneath his arm was the fragile figure of Hermione. Her breathing was slow and steady, all her muscles relaxed.
Draco crept from his position, being mindful of the slumbering female. He rose and padded from the room silently.
He arrived at a deserted corridor. He approached a statue of a golden gargoyle in the passageway's center. He then turned his back on the structure and pressed a stone on the adjacent wall. The gargoyle and the wall attached slid to the side to reveal a dark stairwell leading upward.
Draco scaled the steps with the ease of practice and entered an illuminated room. He reached the pool of water in the middle of the chamber and looked into the churning purple water.
"Gwynilda?" Draco addressed the liquid softly.
A beautiful face reflected back at Draco smiling. "Yes Draco."
"I was just wondering if you were right about Hermione and I. I mean she hates me." He hung his head sitting along the stonewall lining the pool.
Gwynilda broadened her smile. "She doesn't hate you, she fears you."
"That's worse." Draco muttered, "Just tell me what I can do to fix that."
Gwynilda's sapphire eyes lit happily at Draco's display of emotion. "You must be patient and not to forceful." She instructed patiently.
Draco sighed "But she's a wreck. I have to take care of her. I feel distressed when she's unhealthy."
"So, explain that to her." Advised the well sagely.
"Are you sure she's the one?"
The liquid nodded "Positive."
Draco shrugged "Okay, that's all I needed to know. I don't want to venture on a wild goose chase."
"Have patience, Draco and be gentle."
"I don't know how but I'll try. Thank you Gwynilda, I'll leave you to your business."
"Farewell Draco. I have one more warning for you, heed my words, be weary of the colored man. Goodbye." With that the pool rippled and the face sank into eternal purple.
Draco returned to his sleeping chamber to find Hermione had vanished. Little minx was probably trying to escape. With a thought he sealed off every exit from his home. She would understand if it took the rest of their lives.
Hermione crept stealthily through the giant mansion. Now that she was feeling better with that green light in her stomach she could leave and start anew and hide from Draco until she died in peace.
She peered around a corner to see a hallway whose opposite end was a set of double doors with a balcony. She could climb down. She snuck quietly to the doors and flung them open but when she tried to step onto the balcony her body hit against a solid barrier.
Her brow furrowed. She saw nothing, yet when she brought her hand out to touch what should have been air it was like touching brick.
Suddenly her mind processed that she was trapped and she panicked. She was isolated in a house with an irresistible man. Shit. What was she going to do? She felt tears slide down her face in fear,
"Don't do that honey, it's bad for you."
Speak of the devil. She hurriedly wiped the tears from her eyes. "Do what?"
"Cry over such ridiculous things."
She looked up at him. His body was a good foot away from hers but she backed up until she was halted by a wall.
Draco held up his hands palm forward in a gesture of surrender. "I'm not going to attack you Hermione." He stated gently.
She intellectually knew that was true but instinctively she sensed otherwise. He moved slowly so that his frame was beside hers, their bodies touching ever so lightly. He placed on hand on the wall supporting her form to balance himself as he leaned his face down to hers to look her in the eye.
Immediately her heart started to pump frantically, not out of fear, but anticipation. "What have you done to me?" She whispered.
"Made you whole. Have you never wondered why you aren't attracted to anyone but me? Why you never went out on dates with anyone for all these years?"
She nodded "Do you know why?"
He smiled "Yes, it's because you're my other half, you complete me and I you."
"And that green stuff bound us together and once together we can't separate without pain?" She guessed, judging by the evidence of her experience.
"Correct. Neither of us chose this but that's tough shit for both of us. We can't change it now."
"Like hell we can't. It's hormones. I can over power my own hormones." She spoke with conviction.
"Would you be willing to bet on that?" He asked with a smirk.
"You seem to like bets a lot." She accused sensing a trap.
"Oh, I think you'll like this one. How's this, you stay with me for a week if I seduce you and manage to take you of your own free will, you stay forever. If I fail, then you're free to go." He offered.
"So I have to stay in your house for a week without sleeping with you and I'm free?"
He nodded the affirmative "Yes."
"Of my own free will?"
"Yes. The only thing I require is a kissing right. Past that I won't do anything unless you do it first or ask me to do it." He vowed raising his right hand. He held out his left hand. "Do we have a deal?"
Hermione took his hand "Yes, we do." They shook decisively.
This should be interesting. That's all I'm saying. Bye!