Chapter 3
At night I cry But no one's by my side All my tears they go unheard So I look for the words To ease my heart But for now I sing this prayer That somehow someday somewhere I will turn around and find love standing there For the lonely - Sweetbox * * * * *
When Hermione awoke the next morning she could remember the craziest dream she had ever had! She had dreamed of her brother, and that he was still alive. And she had dreamed that she had to share her rooms with Malfoy! But also, in her dreams he had acted totally odd. Not like Malfoy *should* act! She had dreamed that he had checked her out on her train ride to Hogwarts. And later, winking at her.
She needed a shower. Maybe this would get her minds off of this dream and back into reality. Sleepy she walked into her bathroom and took her clothes off.
"Odd. Why did I go to bed in my school clothes???" She turned the shower on and waited until the water had just the perfect temperature. She stepped inside and let the water ran over her body. It was relaxing after all the stress of the past weeks! Ron and Harry hadn't talked to her at all in the last weeks of their sixth year and they also hadn't bothered to send her any letters during the vacations. Her 'Parents' were off working just taking one look at her report to make sure her marks were as good as they expected them to be. And then it was three years now that her brother had died. The only real relative that had been left of her family.
Hermione and Damon had been adopted when Hermione had been four years old. As hard as she tried to remember her parents and her life before she came to the Grangers, she couldn't it was like a blackout.
And then, three years ago, at the age of twenty, her brother had died. It had been a car accident. He had been driving home from a night at the disco when a truck hit his car and sent him down into a river. His body was never found, so she couldn't even say goodbye to him properly.
Tears were forming in her eyes when she remembered these days. They had been the worst in her life. She had hoped that he would be found alive. That he might have fallen on his head and just got away with amnesia and hadn't come home earlier because of this. But he never returned. Hermione closed her eyes trying to push these thoughts away.
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"Catch me, Damon. Come on!" The four years old girl ran over the green hills on her parents plot of land, looking over her shoulder for the ten years old boy who was running after her.
"Mya, wait up! Come back now! Mum and Dad are leaving in fifteen minutes! You want to say goodbye, don't you?" The dark haired girl stopped immediately and turned around at her big brother looking at him with her big brown eyes. She shook her had showing him that she wouldn't miss the departure of her parents.
"Then come on, let's go back!" The boy held his hand out to her and she took it ready to ran back to their home with him. But he knew, as fast as his little sister could be, they had to be faster.
"Ah, Damon, put me down!" She shrieked when he lifted her up in his arms and ran back to the castle with her.
"Never, Mya. I'll never leave you down!" Mya smiled at her brother, love showing in her eyes.
"Mya, Damon, where are you two?" They heard the voice of their father calling for them.
"We're coming!" Selene and Michel Vipèreblanc stood there and looked at their children. They had every reason to be proud of them. Damon was with his ten years already really mature. And they know he would watch out for his sister as long as they would be gone.
Selene's eyes wandered to the small girl in his arms. Her grandma had always told her this one fairy tale which she had heard on one of her journeys. While she had been in Germany she had met with these two men, brothers who had been searching for Fairy tales to finally write them down, so they would still be remembered in later times. The one fairy tale of the brothers which surname was Grimm which she remembered was called 'Schneewittchen' -'Snow white'. And Selene had always wished to have a daughter just like this, a skin as fair as snow, hair, as dark as ebony and lips as red as blood. And Hermione had just become like this. She just hoped it wouldn't go on like the fairy tale. She didn't want to leave her children. And she had a odd feeling about their journey, but they had to go. It was her man's cousin's wedding after all. So she kissed her children one last time, telling Damon to watch out for his sister and telling Mya to listen to her brother. After they get the same speech and kisses by their father they waved as their parents left in their carriage.
They didn't know that it would be that last time for them to see each other, because Selene's worries would become true! Marian, as Michel's cousin was named, had a very jealous ex-boyfriend who appeared at the wedding and totally freaked out. He said, that if he couldn't have Marian, no one would. And all of the guests should die along them, for celebrating something like that! The betrayal of Marian! So he killed everyone and finally also himself.
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"Damon, I don't want to leave our home! I don't want to go! They will just separate us!" Mya cried in her brothers arms when they saw some people coming towards them, obviously here to take them away to some other place. They said they were to young to stay alone. But they weren't alone, There were still Sean and Thora who had been taking care of the family since forever, at least this it seemed to the children, why couldn't they just stay here?!
"Come on!" Damon took Mya's hand and pulled her out of the castle. They ran into the woods hiding from everyone. The only livings around them were the animals. Unicorns, cats, owls, there were even the small silver dragon, which they had found hurt one day in the forest. They had took care of his wounds and discovered that he could actually speak. His name was Vox, was simply meant 'Voice' in Latin. Vox took care that no one came near the children as long as he could but after three days they took them away from their home, telling them they could return once they were adults. Damon begged them to let him and his sister stay together and they agreed just before they put a charm on them and everything went black.
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Hermione opened her eyes slowly, still tears running down her face. She finished her shower and stepped out of the cabin to pull a towel around her. She was deep in thoughts.
They had put a charm on them. To forget! And no one had ever told her anything! The Grangers didn't seem to know anything about there parents, at least that's what they said! They just had been told that Hermione and Damon shouldn't be separated.
Hermione did just pick up her clothes from the floor and was about to head back into her room when the towel around her loosened.
"Shit." She cursed silently when it fell off of her. She placed her clothes back on the floor and was about to grab the towel back around her when the second door opened.
She looked up at the person coming in.
"Malfoy!"
At night I cry But no one's by my side All my tears they go unheard So I look for the words To ease my heart But for now I sing this prayer That somehow someday somewhere I will turn around and find love standing there For the lonely - Sweetbox * * * * *
When Hermione awoke the next morning she could remember the craziest dream she had ever had! She had dreamed of her brother, and that he was still alive. And she had dreamed that she had to share her rooms with Malfoy! But also, in her dreams he had acted totally odd. Not like Malfoy *should* act! She had dreamed that he had checked her out on her train ride to Hogwarts. And later, winking at her.
She needed a shower. Maybe this would get her minds off of this dream and back into reality. Sleepy she walked into her bathroom and took her clothes off.
"Odd. Why did I go to bed in my school clothes???" She turned the shower on and waited until the water had just the perfect temperature. She stepped inside and let the water ran over her body. It was relaxing after all the stress of the past weeks! Ron and Harry hadn't talked to her at all in the last weeks of their sixth year and they also hadn't bothered to send her any letters during the vacations. Her 'Parents' were off working just taking one look at her report to make sure her marks were as good as they expected them to be. And then it was three years now that her brother had died. The only real relative that had been left of her family.
Hermione and Damon had been adopted when Hermione had been four years old. As hard as she tried to remember her parents and her life before she came to the Grangers, she couldn't it was like a blackout.
And then, three years ago, at the age of twenty, her brother had died. It had been a car accident. He had been driving home from a night at the disco when a truck hit his car and sent him down into a river. His body was never found, so she couldn't even say goodbye to him properly.
Tears were forming in her eyes when she remembered these days. They had been the worst in her life. She had hoped that he would be found alive. That he might have fallen on his head and just got away with amnesia and hadn't come home earlier because of this. But he never returned. Hermione closed her eyes trying to push these thoughts away.
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"Catch me, Damon. Come on!" The four years old girl ran over the green hills on her parents plot of land, looking over her shoulder for the ten years old boy who was running after her.
"Mya, wait up! Come back now! Mum and Dad are leaving in fifteen minutes! You want to say goodbye, don't you?" The dark haired girl stopped immediately and turned around at her big brother looking at him with her big brown eyes. She shook her had showing him that she wouldn't miss the departure of her parents.
"Then come on, let's go back!" The boy held his hand out to her and she took it ready to ran back to their home with him. But he knew, as fast as his little sister could be, they had to be faster.
"Ah, Damon, put me down!" She shrieked when he lifted her up in his arms and ran back to the castle with her.
"Never, Mya. I'll never leave you down!" Mya smiled at her brother, love showing in her eyes.
"Mya, Damon, where are you two?" They heard the voice of their father calling for them.
"We're coming!" Selene and Michel Vipèreblanc stood there and looked at their children. They had every reason to be proud of them. Damon was with his ten years already really mature. And they know he would watch out for his sister as long as they would be gone.
Selene's eyes wandered to the small girl in his arms. Her grandma had always told her this one fairy tale which she had heard on one of her journeys. While she had been in Germany she had met with these two men, brothers who had been searching for Fairy tales to finally write them down, so they would still be remembered in later times. The one fairy tale of the brothers which surname was Grimm which she remembered was called 'Schneewittchen' -'Snow white'. And Selene had always wished to have a daughter just like this, a skin as fair as snow, hair, as dark as ebony and lips as red as blood. And Hermione had just become like this. She just hoped it wouldn't go on like the fairy tale. She didn't want to leave her children. And she had a odd feeling about their journey, but they had to go. It was her man's cousin's wedding after all. So she kissed her children one last time, telling Damon to watch out for his sister and telling Mya to listen to her brother. After they get the same speech and kisses by their father they waved as their parents left in their carriage.
They didn't know that it would be that last time for them to see each other, because Selene's worries would become true! Marian, as Michel's cousin was named, had a very jealous ex-boyfriend who appeared at the wedding and totally freaked out. He said, that if he couldn't have Marian, no one would. And all of the guests should die along them, for celebrating something like that! The betrayal of Marian! So he killed everyone and finally also himself.
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"Damon, I don't want to leave our home! I don't want to go! They will just separate us!" Mya cried in her brothers arms when they saw some people coming towards them, obviously here to take them away to some other place. They said they were to young to stay alone. But they weren't alone, There were still Sean and Thora who had been taking care of the family since forever, at least this it seemed to the children, why couldn't they just stay here?!
"Come on!" Damon took Mya's hand and pulled her out of the castle. They ran into the woods hiding from everyone. The only livings around them were the animals. Unicorns, cats, owls, there were even the small silver dragon, which they had found hurt one day in the forest. They had took care of his wounds and discovered that he could actually speak. His name was Vox, was simply meant 'Voice' in Latin. Vox took care that no one came near the children as long as he could but after three days they took them away from their home, telling them they could return once they were adults. Damon begged them to let him and his sister stay together and they agreed just before they put a charm on them and everything went black.
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Hermione opened her eyes slowly, still tears running down her face. She finished her shower and stepped out of the cabin to pull a towel around her. She was deep in thoughts.
They had put a charm on them. To forget! And no one had ever told her anything! The Grangers didn't seem to know anything about there parents, at least that's what they said! They just had been told that Hermione and Damon shouldn't be separated.
Hermione did just pick up her clothes from the floor and was about to head back into her room when the towel around her loosened.
"Shit." She cursed silently when it fell off of her. She placed her clothes back on the floor and was about to grab the towel back around her when the second door opened.
She looked up at the person coming in.
"Malfoy!"