Title: Through the Blood as Thick as Water
Author: Eternally-Immortal
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Harry Potter or related objects. I think that is obvious enough because here I am typing this fanfic and not making millions. I also do not own the opening song. It is Prayer by Disturbed.
Summary: It seems that the world is falling around Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy. Everything is going wrong and nothing could ever look full of live and happiness again. As the two drown in their depressions, they realize that the only way to ever surface again is to rely on each other for strength.
Author's Notes: Righto. Hehe.I want to thank my first two reviews, KarizmaShadow and SaDiStIc-FrEak1 for their reviews. It was very nice and I was very happy, I'm glad some people enjoyed it and for them, I write and post the next chapter of my fic.
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Another dream that will never come true
Just to compliment your sorrow
Another life that I've taken from you
A gift to add on to your pain and suffering
Another truth you can never believe
Has crippled you completely
All the cries you're beginning to hear
Trapped in your mind, and the sound is deafening
Let me enlighten you
This is the way I pray
Living just isn't hard enough
Burn me a light inside
Living my life's not hard enough
Take everything away
Another nightmare about to come true
Will manifest tomorrow
Another love that I've taken from you
Lost in time, on the edge of suffering
Another taste of the evil I breathe
Will level you completely
Bring to life everything that you fear
Live in the dark, and the world is threatening
Let me enlighten you
This is the way I pray
Living just isn't hard enough
Burn me a light inside
Living my life's not hard enough
Take everything away
Return to me
Return to me
Return to me
Turn to me
Leave me no one
Turn to me
Return to me
Return to me
Turn to me
Cast aside
Return to Me
Return to me
Return to me
Turn to me
Leave me no one
Turn to me
Return to me
Return to me
You make me turn away
Living just isn't hard enough
Burn me a light inside
Living my life's not hard enough
Take everything from you
Living just isn't hard enough
Burn me a light inside
Living my life's not hard enough
Take everything away
~Prayer by Disturbed
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Chapter 2
Draco's Perspective
Alone. I don't believe there to be many more forms of the word other than isolation. Seems like that is how I live.alone, isolated. My father is gone most of the time, off to his deatheater meetings no doubt and my mother is too afraid to come out of her bedroom after all the injuries and threats that Lucius has inflicted mentally and physically upon her. Everything in my life depended on if it was what my father wanted or what my father said was to be so.
It was like part of me wanted to follow my father's steps and become something that he was. I don't know if that part of me was first struck by the power of it all or the greed of it all, but I know it was something. The other part of me was pleading with my evil side, telling it that this was wrong and I needed to do something right for once and there I was, stuck in the middle of two sides, figuring which one to choose. This wasn't like choosing in an ice cream parlor whether I wanted vanilla or chocolate, this was choosing whether or not to go against my father's strict way of life.
I'll probably be the first to confess that what my father put my mother and I through was not something to be toyed with. I think he did it for the same reason my evil side wanted to be a deatheater; for the power. He liked the fact that my mother and I cowered in the corner whilst he struck us with his bare hand or with his wand and its deadly curses. The power was evident in his eyes, the same eyes as I, but with much different intentions behind them. Someday I would stand up to that power and overtake it with mine.
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I normally sat in my bedroom, daydreaming about what it would be like if my father was a normal, loving, caring man, but all it was was wishful thinking. Wishes that would never come true, at least not until hell froze over. For me, this life was like drowning in pool of strawberry vodka. You knew that you were drowning, but the taste of the vodka was so tantalizing that you couldn't help but sink into it. Then again, you tried your best to surface again because you didn't want to die this way. It was all so confusing, that is until the dark took away all sight of what was going on.
My window began to fog up from the cold and damp air outside. Rain was coming and I knew it, I always did. I rubbed my sleeve against the glass and made it clear enough for me to see the sky. I gawked at it, entranced at the way the clouds were together as if they were one, how the rain fell slow at first and then faster and faster. A smile spread across my face as the ground became soaked, as the windows became foggy once again, as the thunder and lightning danced in the sky.
I heard the door creak open behind me and my smiling face turned to it. The smile immediately fell from my face as I realized who it was. My father was standing there was all the hate in the world in his eyes and power soon flashing behind it, like the lightning flashed across the sky. He folded his arms across his chest in a gesture for me to stop dawdling and hurry over to him; I didn't think twice before doing so. I stood up quickly and walked hastily over to him and nodded my head in an attempt to give him a silent apology. It didn't work though.
I was lifted from the ground by my throat as Lucius' hand gripped tightly around it and pulled me off of the ground. I knew better than to fidget, but it was tough to do when you were dangling in the air by your throat. I gulped, but couldn't seem to get it past his hand and that was when I realized this wasn't like every other time, this was worse, that was when I gripped his arm and tried to pry it away. It was like a rabbit pulling a boulder away from his den, I felt so weak, so used and I could not do a single thing about it. Lucius smiled gallantly as he threw me across the room like a rag doll. I slammed into the wall with a crushing blow, but I was not knocked out fortunately. I believed that if I was ever knocked unconscious in the middle of one of Lucius' rages, I would never wake up.
He stormed over to me and began to blow off the rest of his unused energy as punch after punch was delivered at my stomach. It was a pain that I really didn't feel. My eyelids had begun to get heavy not from lack of rest, but from lack of caring. I felt the beating stop and I faintly saw him stand back, surveying his work. He was obviously proud of what he had to me because he left the room, quietly shutting the door behind himself. I let out a ragged breath as my eyelids fell farther downward. I took one last look out the window where the rain was still falling. This was it, this was my life and all I had to was accept it and get on living it.
Little did my naïve mind know.
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Author's Notes End: That was the second chapter. Hehe. I hope that you all enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please review.
Author: Eternally-Immortal
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Harry Potter or related objects. I think that is obvious enough because here I am typing this fanfic and not making millions. I also do not own the opening song. It is Prayer by Disturbed.
Summary: It seems that the world is falling around Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy. Everything is going wrong and nothing could ever look full of live and happiness again. As the two drown in their depressions, they realize that the only way to ever surface again is to rely on each other for strength.
Author's Notes: Righto. Hehe.I want to thank my first two reviews, KarizmaShadow and SaDiStIc-FrEak1 for their reviews. It was very nice and I was very happy, I'm glad some people enjoyed it and for them, I write and post the next chapter of my fic.
~*~
Another dream that will never come true
Just to compliment your sorrow
Another life that I've taken from you
A gift to add on to your pain and suffering
Another truth you can never believe
Has crippled you completely
All the cries you're beginning to hear
Trapped in your mind, and the sound is deafening
Let me enlighten you
This is the way I pray
Living just isn't hard enough
Burn me a light inside
Living my life's not hard enough
Take everything away
Another nightmare about to come true
Will manifest tomorrow
Another love that I've taken from you
Lost in time, on the edge of suffering
Another taste of the evil I breathe
Will level you completely
Bring to life everything that you fear
Live in the dark, and the world is threatening
Let me enlighten you
This is the way I pray
Living just isn't hard enough
Burn me a light inside
Living my life's not hard enough
Take everything away
Return to me
Return to me
Return to me
Turn to me
Leave me no one
Turn to me
Return to me
Return to me
Turn to me
Cast aside
Return to Me
Return to me
Return to me
Turn to me
Leave me no one
Turn to me
Return to me
Return to me
You make me turn away
Living just isn't hard enough
Burn me a light inside
Living my life's not hard enough
Take everything from you
Living just isn't hard enough
Burn me a light inside
Living my life's not hard enough
Take everything away
~Prayer by Disturbed
~*~
Chapter 2
Draco's Perspective
Alone. I don't believe there to be many more forms of the word other than isolation. Seems like that is how I live.alone, isolated. My father is gone most of the time, off to his deatheater meetings no doubt and my mother is too afraid to come out of her bedroom after all the injuries and threats that Lucius has inflicted mentally and physically upon her. Everything in my life depended on if it was what my father wanted or what my father said was to be so.
It was like part of me wanted to follow my father's steps and become something that he was. I don't know if that part of me was first struck by the power of it all or the greed of it all, but I know it was something. The other part of me was pleading with my evil side, telling it that this was wrong and I needed to do something right for once and there I was, stuck in the middle of two sides, figuring which one to choose. This wasn't like choosing in an ice cream parlor whether I wanted vanilla or chocolate, this was choosing whether or not to go against my father's strict way of life.
I'll probably be the first to confess that what my father put my mother and I through was not something to be toyed with. I think he did it for the same reason my evil side wanted to be a deatheater; for the power. He liked the fact that my mother and I cowered in the corner whilst he struck us with his bare hand or with his wand and its deadly curses. The power was evident in his eyes, the same eyes as I, but with much different intentions behind them. Someday I would stand up to that power and overtake it with mine.
~*~
I normally sat in my bedroom, daydreaming about what it would be like if my father was a normal, loving, caring man, but all it was was wishful thinking. Wishes that would never come true, at least not until hell froze over. For me, this life was like drowning in pool of strawberry vodka. You knew that you were drowning, but the taste of the vodka was so tantalizing that you couldn't help but sink into it. Then again, you tried your best to surface again because you didn't want to die this way. It was all so confusing, that is until the dark took away all sight of what was going on.
My window began to fog up from the cold and damp air outside. Rain was coming and I knew it, I always did. I rubbed my sleeve against the glass and made it clear enough for me to see the sky. I gawked at it, entranced at the way the clouds were together as if they were one, how the rain fell slow at first and then faster and faster. A smile spread across my face as the ground became soaked, as the windows became foggy once again, as the thunder and lightning danced in the sky.
I heard the door creak open behind me and my smiling face turned to it. The smile immediately fell from my face as I realized who it was. My father was standing there was all the hate in the world in his eyes and power soon flashing behind it, like the lightning flashed across the sky. He folded his arms across his chest in a gesture for me to stop dawdling and hurry over to him; I didn't think twice before doing so. I stood up quickly and walked hastily over to him and nodded my head in an attempt to give him a silent apology. It didn't work though.
I was lifted from the ground by my throat as Lucius' hand gripped tightly around it and pulled me off of the ground. I knew better than to fidget, but it was tough to do when you were dangling in the air by your throat. I gulped, but couldn't seem to get it past his hand and that was when I realized this wasn't like every other time, this was worse, that was when I gripped his arm and tried to pry it away. It was like a rabbit pulling a boulder away from his den, I felt so weak, so used and I could not do a single thing about it. Lucius smiled gallantly as he threw me across the room like a rag doll. I slammed into the wall with a crushing blow, but I was not knocked out fortunately. I believed that if I was ever knocked unconscious in the middle of one of Lucius' rages, I would never wake up.
He stormed over to me and began to blow off the rest of his unused energy as punch after punch was delivered at my stomach. It was a pain that I really didn't feel. My eyelids had begun to get heavy not from lack of rest, but from lack of caring. I felt the beating stop and I faintly saw him stand back, surveying his work. He was obviously proud of what he had to me because he left the room, quietly shutting the door behind himself. I let out a ragged breath as my eyelids fell farther downward. I took one last look out the window where the rain was still falling. This was it, this was my life and all I had to was accept it and get on living it.
Little did my naïve mind know.
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Author's Notes End: That was the second chapter. Hehe. I hope that you all enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please review.