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. I also don't own the song that is played in the middle. That is Something Beautiful by Cauterize.
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 life 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: Hey again! I am so happy about all the reviews I got and I also so happy that this story is coming so quickly to me, it is amazing. Hehe. Thank you: harryishott393, Samantha x2, Warior, SaDiStIc_FrEaK1, ~ || :: Angel :: || ~, and BloodCalling13 for all your wonderful reviews and here for all of you is the third chapter.
~*~
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 3
Blood-stained Gauze
"You know what?!? I don't need you either!" Hermione screamed. The groups surrounding the three sixteen year olds didn't know what to think or what to feel for that matter. They didn't know whether to cheer, to boo, feel sorry, or anything.
"It isn't our fault Hermione! You should have told us in the first place! You just didn't want to see us all summer!" Ron yelled. His face was even redder than that of his hair and his fists were clenched tightly at his sides as if he was going to hit Hermione square in the jaw at any moment. Hermione threw a glance at Harry, not for comfort or reassurance, but for understanding of the situation.
"It's true Hermione. You didn't owl us all summer nor did you answer any of our owls. It isn't what friends do." Harry remarked, calmly almost too calmly. Hermione just looked at the two and then began to chuckle at Harry's ludicrous statement. These two had no clue what she had gone through, but they had the audacity to tell her she wasn't a friend because her parents died and she couldn't bear to speak with them or anyone else for that matter.
"You know guys, it is funny. I mean this is really funny." Hermione stated as she quickly scanned the faces in the common room. They gawked at the trio who were normally inseparable, but now seemed like they were to be become obsolete. Harry and Ron exchanged confused and curious looks with each other and then turned back to Hermione.
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked. Ron had allowed Harry to ask questions so on and so forth because he was too worked up to say anything but fuck you Hermione and get out of my face.
"The way I see it, Harry, Ron, is that when someone's parents die and you could do absolutely nothing to save them, you normally go into a state where telling anyone what happened or even bringing up what happened is too devastating for you. Heh.maybe I only see it that way." Hermione said, cocking her head slightly to the left. Harry's and Ron's jaws and the rest of the students in the common room jaws dropped. Hermione sighed and turned and walked to the portrait hole and out of it.
Harry and Ron ran out after her and began to call out after her with apologies as she walked to the balcony by the moving stairs. She turned around to them and stared at them for a few moments. Their faces were forlorn and forgiving, but Hermione didn't believe it. She showed them the middle finger and turned back to the balcony. She placed one hand on the side and jumped over the low wall that kept anyone from falling. Harry and Ron quickly ran over to the balcony wall to try and catch her, but they saw a moving staircase move directly under her. Hermione landed on the stairs in a crouched position and then she proceeded to stand and run.
~*~
Draco was roaming the halls later than he was supposed to be or at least allowed to. He was passing the Great Hall when he heard a noise within and the door was cracked open slightly. Draco pulled the door open a bit farther open so he could see inside. The music, he later realized was louder now and in the middle of the rows of tables was a person dancing to it. It was a type of loud rock music so the dancing was very fast and upbeat, basically just someone jumping around bobbing their head.
Faded
Away like the color in a blue sky
At the end of the day
Night falls
And the search begins
For something
Something better than this
Draco slid in through the crack and stood at the back of the Hall in the shadows where he could not be seen by the person. As he studied the person further, he noted that it was a girl just by her movements. Abruptly she jumped up on the Slytherin table and began to rock her heart out.
A scream or a cry
The truth or a lie
I'm not sure they will save us this time
I don't want to be around when it all comes down
To watch something beautiful die
She had still not noticed him and that he was grateful for, but as he looked closer at her face, which was slightly hard in the dim light with only the moon showing, he saw streams of tears cascading down her face. He wanted to move from the corner to comfort the girl, but then again she seemed like she was letting out everything she was holding inside.
You said
The only way was to run away
You're sick of me so you can't just stick around to hear me pleading
I'm pleading
Does it show?
I'm pathetic, I know
I just can't sit here and watch you go.
I'm running after you
I'm running after you
She jumped down from the Slytherin table and swung her head around, her hair flying out in every direction. She brought her head back up, her eyes closed as she just focused on the music and nothing else. She seemed to know every movement and every beat and Draco was enthralled.
Helpless
Cause my hands are tied up
Eyelids pinned back so they're opened wide
In a theater, all alone
In the front row
To watch something beautiful die
She ran up the steps to where the high table was and jumped around like she was the singer in the band by the way she mouthed the words. She rocked her head back and forth and then jumped up onto the high table.
A scream or a cry
The truth or a lie
I'm not sure they will save us this time
I don't want to be around when it all comes down
To watch something beautiful die
You said
The only way was to run away
You're sick of me so you can't just stick around to hear me pleading
I'm pleading
Does it show?
I'm pathetic, I know
I just can't sit here and watch you go.
I'm running after you
I'm running after you
The music slowed for a few moments, giving the girl time to calm down a bit, but as the music got fast again she still put in the effort and the emotion to mouth the words, but now she was actually singing them. Draco smiled lightly at the way this girl expressed her feelings to the world, to herself.
What happen to the things that we used to do?
You said it's all the same and that you needed to change
You left without good-bye and now I'm wondering why
But I don't think I want to know
All the things that he does better
And how the past just does not matter
You left me once but
This will be the last time
You said
The only way was to run away
You're sick of me so you can't just stick around to hear me pleading
I'm pleading
Does it show?
I'm pathetic, I know
I just can't sit here and watch you go.
I'm running after you
I'm running after you
Look for the feeling that we lost
Where did you have it last?
Maybe if we retrace our steps
But we can't find the path
That lead us here to where we stand
Face to face to watch this bitter end
Now something beautiful is dead
She jumped off of the high table and landed on all fours just before the stairs. She looked up at to the back doors. She realized that they were cracked open farther than she had left them and moved her gaze shortly to the left. Draco saw her looking directly at him. The moon shone just at her eyes and they were the only part of her body that you could make out. It was like a vampire in the night, hunting for their victim. He quickly walked out of the hall and back down to the dungeons.
~*~
Hermione stood up and stared at the doors. She cocked her head to the right and blinked for a few minutes, unmistakably like an owl would do. She shook her head and walked down the few steps to the Hufflepuff table where the radio was. She retrieved her wand and transfigured it back into the golden goblet. Hermione replaced the goblet and sat down on the bench for a few moments.
Someone was in there while she was blowing off steam that she had accumulated from Harry and Ron's rants. It was embarrassing having someone watch you jump around and belt out words to a rock song, but Hermione didn't feel in the least embarrassed. She looked down at her wounded hand and in the dim moonlight, began to unwrap the gauze. The cut hadn't gotten any better, in fact, it had gotten worse, but Hermione didn't care. She clenched and unclenched her fist, watching the cut expand and then close again. Hermione sighed and looked up at the enchanted ceiling.
"There is only one hell. I am in it and even better, I am the devil himself." Hermione muttered and then stood up and left the Hall in silence. Never looking back at the gauze that lay blood-soaked on the ground. She left it there for someone to find, someone to think who could have left it there, and someone to think of her. Hermione was leaving her mark at Hogwarts and it may have been one that was going to be discarded tomorrow in disgust, but it was hers and this was her life.
~*~
Author's Notes End: This was a very long chapter for me. Hehe. Told you that only the first two would be short. I know there are two songs, but Prayer will always be there because it really portrays this story well. Hope you liked this chapter and 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. I also don't own the song that is played in the middle. That is Something Beautiful by Cauterize.
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 life 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: Hey again! I am so happy about all the reviews I got and I also so happy that this story is coming so quickly to me, it is amazing. Hehe. Thank you: harryishott393, Samantha x2, Warior, SaDiStIc_FrEaK1, ~ || :: Angel :: || ~, and BloodCalling13 for all your wonderful reviews and here for all of you is the third chapter.
~*~
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 3
Blood-stained Gauze
"You know what?!? I don't need you either!" Hermione screamed. The groups surrounding the three sixteen year olds didn't know what to think or what to feel for that matter. They didn't know whether to cheer, to boo, feel sorry, or anything.
"It isn't our fault Hermione! You should have told us in the first place! You just didn't want to see us all summer!" Ron yelled. His face was even redder than that of his hair and his fists were clenched tightly at his sides as if he was going to hit Hermione square in the jaw at any moment. Hermione threw a glance at Harry, not for comfort or reassurance, but for understanding of the situation.
"It's true Hermione. You didn't owl us all summer nor did you answer any of our owls. It isn't what friends do." Harry remarked, calmly almost too calmly. Hermione just looked at the two and then began to chuckle at Harry's ludicrous statement. These two had no clue what she had gone through, but they had the audacity to tell her she wasn't a friend because her parents died and she couldn't bear to speak with them or anyone else for that matter.
"You know guys, it is funny. I mean this is really funny." Hermione stated as she quickly scanned the faces in the common room. They gawked at the trio who were normally inseparable, but now seemed like they were to be become obsolete. Harry and Ron exchanged confused and curious looks with each other and then turned back to Hermione.
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked. Ron had allowed Harry to ask questions so on and so forth because he was too worked up to say anything but fuck you Hermione and get out of my face.
"The way I see it, Harry, Ron, is that when someone's parents die and you could do absolutely nothing to save them, you normally go into a state where telling anyone what happened or even bringing up what happened is too devastating for you. Heh.maybe I only see it that way." Hermione said, cocking her head slightly to the left. Harry's and Ron's jaws and the rest of the students in the common room jaws dropped. Hermione sighed and turned and walked to the portrait hole and out of it.
Harry and Ron ran out after her and began to call out after her with apologies as she walked to the balcony by the moving stairs. She turned around to them and stared at them for a few moments. Their faces were forlorn and forgiving, but Hermione didn't believe it. She showed them the middle finger and turned back to the balcony. She placed one hand on the side and jumped over the low wall that kept anyone from falling. Harry and Ron quickly ran over to the balcony wall to try and catch her, but they saw a moving staircase move directly under her. Hermione landed on the stairs in a crouched position and then she proceeded to stand and run.
~*~
Draco was roaming the halls later than he was supposed to be or at least allowed to. He was passing the Great Hall when he heard a noise within and the door was cracked open slightly. Draco pulled the door open a bit farther open so he could see inside. The music, he later realized was louder now and in the middle of the rows of tables was a person dancing to it. It was a type of loud rock music so the dancing was very fast and upbeat, basically just someone jumping around bobbing their head.
Faded
Away like the color in a blue sky
At the end of the day
Night falls
And the search begins
For something
Something better than this
Draco slid in through the crack and stood at the back of the Hall in the shadows where he could not be seen by the person. As he studied the person further, he noted that it was a girl just by her movements. Abruptly she jumped up on the Slytherin table and began to rock her heart out.
A scream or a cry
The truth or a lie
I'm not sure they will save us this time
I don't want to be around when it all comes down
To watch something beautiful die
She had still not noticed him and that he was grateful for, but as he looked closer at her face, which was slightly hard in the dim light with only the moon showing, he saw streams of tears cascading down her face. He wanted to move from the corner to comfort the girl, but then again she seemed like she was letting out everything she was holding inside.
You said
The only way was to run away
You're sick of me so you can't just stick around to hear me pleading
I'm pleading
Does it show?
I'm pathetic, I know
I just can't sit here and watch you go.
I'm running after you
I'm running after you
She jumped down from the Slytherin table and swung her head around, her hair flying out in every direction. She brought her head back up, her eyes closed as she just focused on the music and nothing else. She seemed to know every movement and every beat and Draco was enthralled.
Helpless
Cause my hands are tied up
Eyelids pinned back so they're opened wide
In a theater, all alone
In the front row
To watch something beautiful die
She ran up the steps to where the high table was and jumped around like she was the singer in the band by the way she mouthed the words. She rocked her head back and forth and then jumped up onto the high table.
A scream or a cry
The truth or a lie
I'm not sure they will save us this time
I don't want to be around when it all comes down
To watch something beautiful die
You said
The only way was to run away
You're sick of me so you can't just stick around to hear me pleading
I'm pleading
Does it show?
I'm pathetic, I know
I just can't sit here and watch you go.
I'm running after you
I'm running after you
The music slowed for a few moments, giving the girl time to calm down a bit, but as the music got fast again she still put in the effort and the emotion to mouth the words, but now she was actually singing them. Draco smiled lightly at the way this girl expressed her feelings to the world, to herself.
What happen to the things that we used to do?
You said it's all the same and that you needed to change
You left without good-bye and now I'm wondering why
But I don't think I want to know
All the things that he does better
And how the past just does not matter
You left me once but
This will be the last time
You said
The only way was to run away
You're sick of me so you can't just stick around to hear me pleading
I'm pleading
Does it show?
I'm pathetic, I know
I just can't sit here and watch you go.
I'm running after you
I'm running after you
Look for the feeling that we lost
Where did you have it last?
Maybe if we retrace our steps
But we can't find the path
That lead us here to where we stand
Face to face to watch this bitter end
Now something beautiful is dead
She jumped off of the high table and landed on all fours just before the stairs. She looked up at to the back doors. She realized that they were cracked open farther than she had left them and moved her gaze shortly to the left. Draco saw her looking directly at him. The moon shone just at her eyes and they were the only part of her body that you could make out. It was like a vampire in the night, hunting for their victim. He quickly walked out of the hall and back down to the dungeons.
~*~
Hermione stood up and stared at the doors. She cocked her head to the right and blinked for a few minutes, unmistakably like an owl would do. She shook her head and walked down the few steps to the Hufflepuff table where the radio was. She retrieved her wand and transfigured it back into the golden goblet. Hermione replaced the goblet and sat down on the bench for a few moments.
Someone was in there while she was blowing off steam that she had accumulated from Harry and Ron's rants. It was embarrassing having someone watch you jump around and belt out words to a rock song, but Hermione didn't feel in the least embarrassed. She looked down at her wounded hand and in the dim moonlight, began to unwrap the gauze. The cut hadn't gotten any better, in fact, it had gotten worse, but Hermione didn't care. She clenched and unclenched her fist, watching the cut expand and then close again. Hermione sighed and looked up at the enchanted ceiling.
"There is only one hell. I am in it and even better, I am the devil himself." Hermione muttered and then stood up and left the Hall in silence. Never looking back at the gauze that lay blood-soaked on the ground. She left it there for someone to find, someone to think who could have left it there, and someone to think of her. Hermione was leaving her mark at Hogwarts and it may have been one that was going to be discarded tomorrow in disgust, but it was hers and this was her life.
~*~
Author's Notes End: This was a very long chapter for me. Hehe. Told you that only the first two would be short. I know there are two songs, but Prayer will always be there because it really portrays this story well. Hope you liked this chapter and please review!