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 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: Hi!!! First and foremost, I just want to inform everyone with school coming up pretty fast, I may not be updating as much. I know, such a terrible tragedy. LOL! Anyways, thank you so much to: LuLu33, soccersweeti88, OneMoreSadSong, PolishPrincess, and Liza for reviewing and here is chapter four for your reading pleasure!
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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
~*~
Chapter 4
Take Everything
Draco was standing in the middle of the Slytherin common room with his hands folded over his chest and his eyes fixed on the fireplace only a few feet from where he stood. He sighed with slight contentment, but as the sigh reached his stomach, it shot back painful memories of what happened to him before he left home. Draco looked up at the stone ceiling, not really staring at anything in particular, but he needed something to get his mind off of what he was feeling. He felt that it was nice to have a quick trip down Memory Lane for a couple minutes out of the day, but to let it interfere with reality really got tiring.
"Draco?" a purr came from his right. He slowly turned his head down to see Pansy clinging to him. He could swear that she was attached to his right hip or more or less like a leech. Only there for blood and the money that occasionally came along with it.
"Yes Pansy?" Draco asked monotonously. He really wasn't interested in anything she needed to say to him or to ask him. Particularly, Draco wasn't in the mood to hear anything the girl had to say or even do. He didn't even care if she stood at the top of a cliff expressing her undying love for him and if he didn't come and rescue her, she would jump. Draco actually chuckled at the thought of it actually occurring.
"Draco! Are you listening to me?" Pansy exclaimed, turning a few heads in the common room. Draco dropped his hands to his sides and turned and looked at her.
"Truthfully?" he asked. She nodded her head. "No."
"Draco.baby, I need to borrow a few galleons from you. I mean, it isn't for anything important, I mean to me it is, but not to you. Please." Pansy pleaded with him. Now almost everyone was watching them. The Slytherins knew that Draco always gave into Pansy's pleas just to make her go away and the only one oblivious to the fact was Pansy herself. Only this time, she had caught him in a terrible mood.
"You know what, Pansy?" Draco asked, his eyes narrowing into slits.
"No, what?" Pansy giggled stupidly. Draco dug into his robe pockets and pulled out a few galleons, sickles, and knuts that he had in there and threw them at Pansy in a rage.
"Take my money."
Pansy whimpered as she saw him get angrier and angrier. He was gritting his teeth together and Pansy was backing away from him. She was whimpering like mad, but Draco walked forward as he pulled off his Slytherin robe and threw that in her face, landing in a heap by her feet when she didn't catch it.
"Take my possession."
Everyone was staring at Draco in complete and utter horror. He then pulled out a comb and small tube of gel he always carried with him in case his father ever decided to make a surprise visit to check up on him. He threw that at her. It hit her in the chest and also fell to the ground, landing on the robe.
"Take my obsession."
Draco's upper lip curled in disgust and he turned around and stormed out of the common room. Everyone stared at each other in disbelief and jumped when they heard the slamming of objects and a couple of colorful words following soon after. Pansy let out a large sigh and fell to the ground. She had tears streaming down her face because she didn't understand the situation in the least. She just wanted some money, that was it; she just didn't understand how fast Draco was cracking under the weight of the water.
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He stormed the steps of the Astronomy Tower, taking them two by two. He was breathing quite heavily when he extended his hand to grab the door handle. He threw the door open and stepped inside the tower, closing it quietly behind him again. He looked around the tower and sighed. There were two big bay windows on either side of him. A few telescopes stood up against the wall in front of him and numerous amounts of star maps covered the rounded wall.
He walked over to the window closest to him and stared out of it for a moment. He smiled inwardly and unlatched the locks on either side of the window and pushed it open. Fresh air wafted into the room, but mostly lingered around him. It filled his nostrils, lightly tickling his nose. He closed his eyes and then took a deep breath, breathing it out again with contentment. He slowly opened his eyes and grabbed onto the frame of the window, gripping it tightly. He pulled the rest of his body onto the ledge of the windowsill and balanced himself before moving anymore.
He turned slightly to his left, so that the wooden ladder attached to the side of the tower was in view. He grabbed one side of the ladder and stepped farther out on the ledge. He then grabbed onto it with his right hand and swung out over the ledge to the ladder. It cracked under the weight and the ferocity of the grip and it sent the boy falling. He tried to secure himself to the tower, but his attempts were fruitless. His eyes were panic-stricken until strawberry vodka floated into his mind.
Wasn't this what he always wanted? To free himself of the pain and the suffering, to be free from the grips of life and of his father? It was what he wanted, but this wasn't the way he wanted it to happen. He wanted to die by his own hand, not by some terrible freak accident. He breathed in the fresh air again and his eyes fluttered shut as he fell unconscious.
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"Mr. Malfoy."
"Mmm."
"Mr. Malfoy, please."
"Mmm..yeah?" Draco muttered, his eyes still closed.
Madame Pomfrey shook him slightly to get him to open his eyes. Draco grunted and tried to open his eyes, but they felt like they were swollen shut. Finally, he cracked them open just enough to see who was standing before him. He attempted to raise his arms or his legs, but it was almost impossible. They felt like weights that replaced where his arms and legs once were.
"What happened?" Draco whispered, his voice sounding hoarse and ragged.
"You fell out of the Astronomy Tower, which by the way, is beyond me. You shouldn't have been up there at night to begin with. Really, Mr. Malfoy, what were you thinking? Anyway, you would have died if Ms. Granger would not have been there. She seemed to be strolling the ground or something or other and saw you falling. She tried to levitate you and it seemed to work, well minus the fact you were so close to hitting the ground when she tried it, you hit the ground so hard, you actually bounced off it and then back down again. You are quite luckily to be alive, Mr. Malfoy, quite." Madame Pomfrey explained quite quickly before leaving his side to grab a few more potions and a few bandages for his body.
He looked horrible to tell the absolute truth. Both of Draco's eyes were indeed swollen almost shut. He had numerous bruises all over his face and arms, but the worst was his chest where a large bruise now lay and almost all his ribs were broken or cracked. One of his ankles was twisted and some of his nails were broken off from trying to claw at the side of the building to stay attached to it. Anyone that walked into the room would have felt bad for him, Draco Malfoy or not, truth of the matter was he didn't want anyone to feel sorry for him. He wasn't dead and that was unfortunate.
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Author's Notes End: Hey everyone! I hope that you liked this chapter. I know it isn't as long as the last one, but I am hoping to promise you the next one will be as long. ( Anyways, I know that what Draco says in the common room are lyrics from Papa Roach's Between Angels and Insects, so umm.they aren't mine I guess. Hehe.
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 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: Hi!!! First and foremost, I just want to inform everyone with school coming up pretty fast, I may not be updating as much. I know, such a terrible tragedy. LOL! Anyways, thank you so much to: LuLu33, soccersweeti88, OneMoreSadSong, PolishPrincess, and Liza for reviewing and here is chapter four for your reading pleasure!
~*~
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 4
Take Everything
Draco was standing in the middle of the Slytherin common room with his hands folded over his chest and his eyes fixed on the fireplace only a few feet from where he stood. He sighed with slight contentment, but as the sigh reached his stomach, it shot back painful memories of what happened to him before he left home. Draco looked up at the stone ceiling, not really staring at anything in particular, but he needed something to get his mind off of what he was feeling. He felt that it was nice to have a quick trip down Memory Lane for a couple minutes out of the day, but to let it interfere with reality really got tiring.
"Draco?" a purr came from his right. He slowly turned his head down to see Pansy clinging to him. He could swear that she was attached to his right hip or more or less like a leech. Only there for blood and the money that occasionally came along with it.
"Yes Pansy?" Draco asked monotonously. He really wasn't interested in anything she needed to say to him or to ask him. Particularly, Draco wasn't in the mood to hear anything the girl had to say or even do. He didn't even care if she stood at the top of a cliff expressing her undying love for him and if he didn't come and rescue her, she would jump. Draco actually chuckled at the thought of it actually occurring.
"Draco! Are you listening to me?" Pansy exclaimed, turning a few heads in the common room. Draco dropped his hands to his sides and turned and looked at her.
"Truthfully?" he asked. She nodded her head. "No."
"Draco.baby, I need to borrow a few galleons from you. I mean, it isn't for anything important, I mean to me it is, but not to you. Please." Pansy pleaded with him. Now almost everyone was watching them. The Slytherins knew that Draco always gave into Pansy's pleas just to make her go away and the only one oblivious to the fact was Pansy herself. Only this time, she had caught him in a terrible mood.
"You know what, Pansy?" Draco asked, his eyes narrowing into slits.
"No, what?" Pansy giggled stupidly. Draco dug into his robe pockets and pulled out a few galleons, sickles, and knuts that he had in there and threw them at Pansy in a rage.
"Take my money."
Pansy whimpered as she saw him get angrier and angrier. He was gritting his teeth together and Pansy was backing away from him. She was whimpering like mad, but Draco walked forward as he pulled off his Slytherin robe and threw that in her face, landing in a heap by her feet when she didn't catch it.
"Take my possession."
Everyone was staring at Draco in complete and utter horror. He then pulled out a comb and small tube of gel he always carried with him in case his father ever decided to make a surprise visit to check up on him. He threw that at her. It hit her in the chest and also fell to the ground, landing on the robe.
"Take my obsession."
Draco's upper lip curled in disgust and he turned around and stormed out of the common room. Everyone stared at each other in disbelief and jumped when they heard the slamming of objects and a couple of colorful words following soon after. Pansy let out a large sigh and fell to the ground. She had tears streaming down her face because she didn't understand the situation in the least. She just wanted some money, that was it; she just didn't understand how fast Draco was cracking under the weight of the water.
~*~
He stormed the steps of the Astronomy Tower, taking them two by two. He was breathing quite heavily when he extended his hand to grab the door handle. He threw the door open and stepped inside the tower, closing it quietly behind him again. He looked around the tower and sighed. There were two big bay windows on either side of him. A few telescopes stood up against the wall in front of him and numerous amounts of star maps covered the rounded wall.
He walked over to the window closest to him and stared out of it for a moment. He smiled inwardly and unlatched the locks on either side of the window and pushed it open. Fresh air wafted into the room, but mostly lingered around him. It filled his nostrils, lightly tickling his nose. He closed his eyes and then took a deep breath, breathing it out again with contentment. He slowly opened his eyes and grabbed onto the frame of the window, gripping it tightly. He pulled the rest of his body onto the ledge of the windowsill and balanced himself before moving anymore.
He turned slightly to his left, so that the wooden ladder attached to the side of the tower was in view. He grabbed one side of the ladder and stepped farther out on the ledge. He then grabbed onto it with his right hand and swung out over the ledge to the ladder. It cracked under the weight and the ferocity of the grip and it sent the boy falling. He tried to secure himself to the tower, but his attempts were fruitless. His eyes were panic-stricken until strawberry vodka floated into his mind.
Wasn't this what he always wanted? To free himself of the pain and the suffering, to be free from the grips of life and of his father? It was what he wanted, but this wasn't the way he wanted it to happen. He wanted to die by his own hand, not by some terrible freak accident. He breathed in the fresh air again and his eyes fluttered shut as he fell unconscious.
~*~
"Mr. Malfoy."
"Mmm."
"Mr. Malfoy, please."
"Mmm..yeah?" Draco muttered, his eyes still closed.
Madame Pomfrey shook him slightly to get him to open his eyes. Draco grunted and tried to open his eyes, but they felt like they were swollen shut. Finally, he cracked them open just enough to see who was standing before him. He attempted to raise his arms or his legs, but it was almost impossible. They felt like weights that replaced where his arms and legs once were.
"What happened?" Draco whispered, his voice sounding hoarse and ragged.
"You fell out of the Astronomy Tower, which by the way, is beyond me. You shouldn't have been up there at night to begin with. Really, Mr. Malfoy, what were you thinking? Anyway, you would have died if Ms. Granger would not have been there. She seemed to be strolling the ground or something or other and saw you falling. She tried to levitate you and it seemed to work, well minus the fact you were so close to hitting the ground when she tried it, you hit the ground so hard, you actually bounced off it and then back down again. You are quite luckily to be alive, Mr. Malfoy, quite." Madame Pomfrey explained quite quickly before leaving his side to grab a few more potions and a few bandages for his body.
He looked horrible to tell the absolute truth. Both of Draco's eyes were indeed swollen almost shut. He had numerous bruises all over his face and arms, but the worst was his chest where a large bruise now lay and almost all his ribs were broken or cracked. One of his ankles was twisted and some of his nails were broken off from trying to claw at the side of the building to stay attached to it. Anyone that walked into the room would have felt bad for him, Draco Malfoy or not, truth of the matter was he didn't want anyone to feel sorry for him. He wasn't dead and that was unfortunate.
~*~
Author's Notes End: Hey everyone! I hope that you liked this chapter. I know it isn't as long as the last one, but I am hoping to promise you the next one will be as long. ( Anyways, I know that what Draco says in the common room are lyrics from Papa Roach's Between Angels and Insects, so umm.they aren't mine I guess. Hehe.