Chapter 4: Who Are You?!?!?!
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A/N: Yup here it is! Chapter 4!!! Anyway, the dark stuff should be starting
very soon, so hold on tight ^_~
~*~
"Draco! Hey Draco!"
Draco looked up at Hermione. As she approached him, she was smiling coyly.
Draco was sitting on one of the benches in the rose gardens, and he seemed
very relaxed. He smirked, "Can I help you with something?"
Hermione blushed and looked around the gardens, "So, it's a nice day out.
Isn't it?"
Draco shrugged, "Yeah, I guess it is. What is it that I can help you with
darling?"
Hermione took out a gift box with her pendant inside. Blushing still, she
handed it to Draco, "Here you go. It's not much, but I wanted to get you
something."
Draco looked at Hermione for a second, and took the box. Hermione was
growing even redder, and she was worrying that she looked like a cherry.
**It should be illegal to blush this much too** Hermione thought as Draco
was staring into her eyes.
"Wow, Mione. This is really something, really." Draco murmured as he took
out the pendant. "Gosh, thanks. I don't know what to say. Wow."
Hermione kissed Draco on the cheek, "I just want you to remember that I
love you, and no matter what happens, I will always be there."
Draco smiled, but then frowned slightly. Hermione felt herself blushing
again, "What? Did I say something wrong?"
Draco slowly stood up, and walked over to the rose gardens. He sighed, "You
said, 'I'll always be there.' Don't promise things like that, especially
now. I don't want to lose you, Hermione."
Hermione nodded, "Well, do you like it?"
Draco grinned, and hugged Hermione tightly, "I really do love it."
"Time for dinner, Draco." Narcissa called, standing in the back doorway,
"Come on."
~*~*~
The group sat in the grand dining room that was in the east wing of
Desdemona's mansion. The dining room was very elegant just like the rest of
the place. However, it was one of the darker rooms in the house. The drapes
were a dark red, and the table was made out of cherry red wood. Also for
light, there were floating candles in any empty space. What Hermione liked
about the room, though was the enchanted piano that played by itself.
Hermione looked over at Desdemona, who was sitting at the far end of the
table. Her reddish blonde braid shown eerily in the candlelight. "I just am
so happy that you are all here. I do get lonely, you know."
Remus nodded, "I know the feeling. Whenever I told someone I was a
werewolf, they would back off in complete disgust."
"They were bastards," Sirius muttered, "like almost everybody else."
As the adults talked, Pansy turned to Ron. "Have fun flying today?"
"I guess," Ron said softly, "But it is not like Quidditch at Hogwarts. I
really miss it there. I wish we could go back."
"For once, Weasley, I agree with you." Draco replied, "I really do miss
Howgarts, even though it was filled with dumb asses."
Hermione gave Draco a warning stare, as Pansy giggled, "That is kinda
true."
"Oh gee" Ginny murmured, "You guys will never grow up. I mean, come on. Not
everyone was that bad."
Hermione shrugged, and looked up at Draco. What she saw made her smile,
"You are wearing my pendant."
Draco tugged one of Hermione's curls, "Of course."
Hermione giggled, and Desdemona gasped as she was talking to the adults,
"And did I mention I found our yearbook! I remember all of the pictures I
took, and I kept them all. We all ought to look at it. You guys look so
adorable."
Arabella rolled her eyes, "I don't think so, Dessie. I mean, I would feel
old."
"Oh please. 'Feel old.' You don't know what you are talking about!" Severus
snapped.
Hermione suddenly thought of something, "Desdemona? Can we see the yearbook
when dinner is done?"
Desdemona smiled, "Of course you can, sweetie. Just be careful with it. It
is very dear to me."
Draco raised his eyebrows, but Hermione said, "I understand. I won't wreck
it. I promise."
~*~*~
Hermione sat, curled up in an armchair with the book opened in her lamp.
Ginny and Pansy were talking about various ways to stay away from the Death
Eaters, and Draco, Harry, and Ron were playing Exploding Snap, even though
Hermione was worried they'd mess something up. Hermione rolled her eyes,
and looked through the book carefully.
Desdemona did a great job of keeping these pictures in good shape. Hermione
chuckled when she saw a picture of James, Sirius, and Remus standing
together, and smiling, but she had to cringe when she saw Peter grinning
along with them.
Ginny yawned, and stood up, "I am going to head up to bed. I will see you
guys later."
Hermione nodded, and bid Ginny good night. After that Pansy went to bed,
then Harry, then Ron.
Draco sighed, "I really don't feel like going to bed. I am not tired at
all."
"Me neither." Hermione replied, not looking up from the book.
"Jeez Mione, what the hell is so interesting in that bloody yearbook?"
Hermione smirked, "I am just looking. No worries Draco."
Draco kissed Hermione on the head, "I think I am going to bed too. How
about you?"
"I'll be up in a few minutes. I am glad you are wearing my pendent Draco."
Draco smiled, "There would be no way I would ever get rid of it. Good
night."
~*~*~
Hermione yawned for the umpteenth time. She wanted to go to sleep, but she
was wary on it. She didn't know why, but she have this awful feeling of
what might happen if she drifted off into the Land of Nod. Hermione flipped
through the pages of the book. It was so interesting looking at everyone.
She saw Nilam reading in one of the pictures. He looked up, and waved
cheerfully at Hermione. Hermione frowned, "To think that you are dead now."
Hermione turned the page, and filched. Lucius Malfoy. If Hermione didn't
know this was a yearbook from the seventies, she would have thought Lucius
and Draco were the same person. They looked so much alike.
Hermione felt a surge of anger, as she stared at the murderer of Jewel. She
glared harshly, and wanted to claw the picture right out of the book.
Lucius stared at Hermione for a second, and then looked away. Hermione was
a bit surprised the picture didn't hex her or something.
Hermione yawned again, and slowly closed the book. She could barely keep
her eyes open. But even though she was tired, Hermione had a horrible
thought that kept her from sleeping. What if the Death Eaters were on their
tail? Lucius, and the others weren't about to leave them alone that's for
sure. Lucius, Pettigrew, and the others were so evil there was no telling
what they may do. Then Hermione shut her eyes, and fell into darkness.
Suddenly a voice broke the silence of the night
~*~*~
**...strange of you. Sleeping so peacefully..Do you realize the danger..**
'Danger? What danger? Are they here?'
**...they are coming..closer.and closer....don't you see.....your time is
running out...**
'What?!? What are you talking about? We are perfectly safe here!'
**..you may think..but..the darkness never stops...**
'I see. But-'
**...if you only knew what lies ahead...It is very sad someone so young.
that must die.so quickly...**
'What do you mean?'
**.don't you see..your time is brief very.brief.I know this, Hermione...**
'WHO ARE YOU!?!? What do you want?'
**...sad.I have heard similar reactions before..very similar..it remains me
of someone...**
'Yeah, well I suggest that you leave now!'
**.so brave of.you..**
Then an image flashed before Hermione. It was Draco, and he was surrounded
by darkness. Hermione was horrified to see blood run down the side of his
face, and he was panicking. "Oh my.it is over. We are done for.you must
hurry and leave now!"
~*~*~
Hermione woke up, gasping for breath. The room felt very cold somehow.
Hermione looked around frantically. No one. It was just as empty as it was
when Draco had left. Draco! Was he okay? Hermione hopped up, and began to
walk quickly over to the door.
She was about to swing open the door when she hesitated. She was being
stupid. It was just a nightmare. Nothing serious. Hermione shook her head.
But the cold voice seemed so real. Hermione could still here its icy tone
in the back of her head. She shuddered, but went to sit back down on the
couch. Maybe she was just being morbid. Maybe.
~*~*~
Draco woke up, and looked out the window. It seemed to be another nice
morning. Everything looked bright and cheerful. But Draco had a feeling of
dread. He didn't know what it was exactly, but he knew that something was
going to go wrong.
"Why am I thinking like this?" Draco thought aloud, "Of course nothing is
going to go wrong. Everything is just wonderful."
Draco hopped out of bed, and began to get ready for the day. But he
couldn't get rid of that feeling of dread in his stomach. What was wrong
with him, and what was this feeling?
Okay, next chapter, the darkness begins! MWHAHA! Remember to review ^_~
~*Sophiebabe
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
Thanks: PassionPolice237, Emma, gInNy, Draco-luver, Mrs.EmeraldRiddle,
Elenora, Black Rein, TriGemini, Melissa Pitt, Maddi, PsYcHoJo, Akili,
Kaylee89, Muffy, Faerie Lover, Sindy, Lady of the Dark, Callisto Star,
AlyBaby, stryder (nice user name. Aragorn is the best!), iCeBlUeEyEs,
Chrissy, and mentallyinsane37
A/N: Yup here it is! Chapter 4!!! Anyway, the dark stuff should be starting
very soon, so hold on tight ^_~
~*~
"Draco! Hey Draco!"
Draco looked up at Hermione. As she approached him, she was smiling coyly.
Draco was sitting on one of the benches in the rose gardens, and he seemed
very relaxed. He smirked, "Can I help you with something?"
Hermione blushed and looked around the gardens, "So, it's a nice day out.
Isn't it?"
Draco shrugged, "Yeah, I guess it is. What is it that I can help you with
darling?"
Hermione took out a gift box with her pendant inside. Blushing still, she
handed it to Draco, "Here you go. It's not much, but I wanted to get you
something."
Draco looked at Hermione for a second, and took the box. Hermione was
growing even redder, and she was worrying that she looked like a cherry.
**It should be illegal to blush this much too** Hermione thought as Draco
was staring into her eyes.
"Wow, Mione. This is really something, really." Draco murmured as he took
out the pendant. "Gosh, thanks. I don't know what to say. Wow."
Hermione kissed Draco on the cheek, "I just want you to remember that I
love you, and no matter what happens, I will always be there."
Draco smiled, but then frowned slightly. Hermione felt herself blushing
again, "What? Did I say something wrong?"
Draco slowly stood up, and walked over to the rose gardens. He sighed, "You
said, 'I'll always be there.' Don't promise things like that, especially
now. I don't want to lose you, Hermione."
Hermione nodded, "Well, do you like it?"
Draco grinned, and hugged Hermione tightly, "I really do love it."
"Time for dinner, Draco." Narcissa called, standing in the back doorway,
"Come on."
~*~*~
The group sat in the grand dining room that was in the east wing of
Desdemona's mansion. The dining room was very elegant just like the rest of
the place. However, it was one of the darker rooms in the house. The drapes
were a dark red, and the table was made out of cherry red wood. Also for
light, there were floating candles in any empty space. What Hermione liked
about the room, though was the enchanted piano that played by itself.
Hermione looked over at Desdemona, who was sitting at the far end of the
table. Her reddish blonde braid shown eerily in the candlelight. "I just am
so happy that you are all here. I do get lonely, you know."
Remus nodded, "I know the feeling. Whenever I told someone I was a
werewolf, they would back off in complete disgust."
"They were bastards," Sirius muttered, "like almost everybody else."
As the adults talked, Pansy turned to Ron. "Have fun flying today?"
"I guess," Ron said softly, "But it is not like Quidditch at Hogwarts. I
really miss it there. I wish we could go back."
"For once, Weasley, I agree with you." Draco replied, "I really do miss
Howgarts, even though it was filled with dumb asses."
Hermione gave Draco a warning stare, as Pansy giggled, "That is kinda
true."
"Oh gee" Ginny murmured, "You guys will never grow up. I mean, come on. Not
everyone was that bad."
Hermione shrugged, and looked up at Draco. What she saw made her smile,
"You are wearing my pendant."
Draco tugged one of Hermione's curls, "Of course."
Hermione giggled, and Desdemona gasped as she was talking to the adults,
"And did I mention I found our yearbook! I remember all of the pictures I
took, and I kept them all. We all ought to look at it. You guys look so
adorable."
Arabella rolled her eyes, "I don't think so, Dessie. I mean, I would feel
old."
"Oh please. 'Feel old.' You don't know what you are talking about!" Severus
snapped.
Hermione suddenly thought of something, "Desdemona? Can we see the yearbook
when dinner is done?"
Desdemona smiled, "Of course you can, sweetie. Just be careful with it. It
is very dear to me."
Draco raised his eyebrows, but Hermione said, "I understand. I won't wreck
it. I promise."
~*~*~
Hermione sat, curled up in an armchair with the book opened in her lamp.
Ginny and Pansy were talking about various ways to stay away from the Death
Eaters, and Draco, Harry, and Ron were playing Exploding Snap, even though
Hermione was worried they'd mess something up. Hermione rolled her eyes,
and looked through the book carefully.
Desdemona did a great job of keeping these pictures in good shape. Hermione
chuckled when she saw a picture of James, Sirius, and Remus standing
together, and smiling, but she had to cringe when she saw Peter grinning
along with them.
Ginny yawned, and stood up, "I am going to head up to bed. I will see you
guys later."
Hermione nodded, and bid Ginny good night. After that Pansy went to bed,
then Harry, then Ron.
Draco sighed, "I really don't feel like going to bed. I am not tired at
all."
"Me neither." Hermione replied, not looking up from the book.
"Jeez Mione, what the hell is so interesting in that bloody yearbook?"
Hermione smirked, "I am just looking. No worries Draco."
Draco kissed Hermione on the head, "I think I am going to bed too. How
about you?"
"I'll be up in a few minutes. I am glad you are wearing my pendent Draco."
Draco smiled, "There would be no way I would ever get rid of it. Good
night."
~*~*~
Hermione yawned for the umpteenth time. She wanted to go to sleep, but she
was wary on it. She didn't know why, but she have this awful feeling of
what might happen if she drifted off into the Land of Nod. Hermione flipped
through the pages of the book. It was so interesting looking at everyone.
She saw Nilam reading in one of the pictures. He looked up, and waved
cheerfully at Hermione. Hermione frowned, "To think that you are dead now."
Hermione turned the page, and filched. Lucius Malfoy. If Hermione didn't
know this was a yearbook from the seventies, she would have thought Lucius
and Draco were the same person. They looked so much alike.
Hermione felt a surge of anger, as she stared at the murderer of Jewel. She
glared harshly, and wanted to claw the picture right out of the book.
Lucius stared at Hermione for a second, and then looked away. Hermione was
a bit surprised the picture didn't hex her or something.
Hermione yawned again, and slowly closed the book. She could barely keep
her eyes open. But even though she was tired, Hermione had a horrible
thought that kept her from sleeping. What if the Death Eaters were on their
tail? Lucius, and the others weren't about to leave them alone that's for
sure. Lucius, Pettigrew, and the others were so evil there was no telling
what they may do. Then Hermione shut her eyes, and fell into darkness.
Suddenly a voice broke the silence of the night
~*~*~
**...strange of you. Sleeping so peacefully..Do you realize the danger..**
'Danger? What danger? Are they here?'
**...they are coming..closer.and closer....don't you see.....your time is
running out...**
'What?!? What are you talking about? We are perfectly safe here!'
**..you may think..but..the darkness never stops...**
'I see. But-'
**...if you only knew what lies ahead...It is very sad someone so young.
that must die.so quickly...**
'What do you mean?'
**.don't you see..your time is brief very.brief.I know this, Hermione...**
'WHO ARE YOU!?!? What do you want?'
**...sad.I have heard similar reactions before..very similar..it remains me
of someone...**
'Yeah, well I suggest that you leave now!'
**.so brave of.you..**
Then an image flashed before Hermione. It was Draco, and he was surrounded
by darkness. Hermione was horrified to see blood run down the side of his
face, and he was panicking. "Oh my.it is over. We are done for.you must
hurry and leave now!"
~*~*~
Hermione woke up, gasping for breath. The room felt very cold somehow.
Hermione looked around frantically. No one. It was just as empty as it was
when Draco had left. Draco! Was he okay? Hermione hopped up, and began to
walk quickly over to the door.
She was about to swing open the door when she hesitated. She was being
stupid. It was just a nightmare. Nothing serious. Hermione shook her head.
But the cold voice seemed so real. Hermione could still here its icy tone
in the back of her head. She shuddered, but went to sit back down on the
couch. Maybe she was just being morbid. Maybe.
~*~*~
Draco woke up, and looked out the window. It seemed to be another nice
morning. Everything looked bright and cheerful. But Draco had a feeling of
dread. He didn't know what it was exactly, but he knew that something was
going to go wrong.
"Why am I thinking like this?" Draco thought aloud, "Of course nothing is
going to go wrong. Everything is just wonderful."
Draco hopped out of bed, and began to get ready for the day. But he
couldn't get rid of that feeling of dread in his stomach. What was wrong
with him, and what was this feeling?
Okay, next chapter, the darkness begins! MWHAHA! Remember to review ^_~
~*Sophiebabe