Chapter 4
A gold locket lay on a bed of blue tissue paper, Hermione gasped as she lifted it carefully from the box holding it by the chain so that it shone in the sunlight now streaming freely in through the French doors. The front was beautifully carved with an entwined D and H. Flowers covered the surrounding space each encrusted with fine rubies, sapphires and diamonds. As she opened the locket her eyes stopped on the fine inscription written on the inside, "May eternity hold the key, and the one you love show you the way." The other side bare, as if waiting for something to be completed.
"I thought we could put a picture of us together on that side...but I didn't really find the time to get one." Draco whispered.
As she turned the locket over, she found another inscription, "I shall love you always, Love Draco."
"And that is my promise to you Hermione, it can never be broken."
Draco slid the locket from Hermione's grasp and moving her long chocolate locks, positioned it around her neck. Then began tracing his movements with kisses. Hermione turned up to him and they kissed, Hermione still tracing the precious locket with her fingers.
"Its beautiful Draco, I love you always...May eternity be long enough for us."
They didn't know exactly how long they had been sitting there, in a world of their own kissing and talking, all they did know is that they would always be this way. Soon hunger overcame them and as they glanced at the clock found they were still in time to catch lunch. Hermione left to dress and Draco sat gazing out the open window, hands behind his head relinquishing their wonderous morning. When she returned they walked with hands linked to the dinning hall, until once again they were parted by the one thing that stood between them, their difference in houses. But just how long would this stand between them?
When they had finished walking slowly back to their dormitory, Hermione remembered the homework that lay on her desk still to be completed in only a day as school started the very next day. Stress lines etched onto her face Draco reminded her that he had already done his and would be glad to help her in this dire situation. Her expression relaxed and she pecked him lightly on the cheek as they continued their walk back to the dorm.
Hermione spent the rest of the afternoon and night finishing her holiday homework and actually required little help from Draco at all, whenever she stumbled on an answer she would trace the locket with her finger and suddenly her brain would be invaded with answers, all of which were most Draco-like. Finally she asked him the very same question the locket seemed to have answered and to her surprise he gave her the very same reply. Although she was shocked she decided to keep the charm of the locket to herself. It would be nice to know Draco's opinion on something before she asked it, she thought as she answered her last essay.
Later whilst she lay in her large bed she thought of something to test with the locket. She asked it questions about Draco's likes and dislikes as it seemed to know the answer, as if Draco was trapped inside giving them himself. She couldn't be sure the answers were correct until she came upon a question that confirmed its authenticity. She asked Draco favorite sweet; it simply answered Licorice Bootlaces...of course!
Draco awoke the next morning with a fierce pain in his arm. The dark mark that his father had inflicted on him was aching, as if being stabbed by a thousand small knives. He rose quickly and stopping shortly to watch over Hermione made his way to the bathroom. He had a refreshing cold shower in the hope that the pain in his arm would at least fade a little, but he had no such luck.
When he returned he was just in time to catch the sleep muffled head that emerged from Hermione's room. She walked slowly and he had to smile. Women in the morning, as fierce as dragons and as vulnerable as kittens.
When Hermione re-emerged from the bathroom, he pounced still only in his boxers after showering; he leaped as she opened the door dressed in her full uniform except robe. He pulled her down to the floor; she screamed but was cut off with a kiss as she landed on top of Draco.
Hermione could hardly tear her gaze from Draco's firm chest and abs. Running her hands along his stomach; she remained on top of him kissing him.
"And a good morning to you too." She said and kissed him gently on the nose.
"Ah but every morning is good when you are here with me...tell me again" he replied a trademark smirk on his face.
"Tell you what?" she asked with a devilish smile.
"Tell me that you love me" He replied and brushed her lips softly.
"I love you Draco more than life, you are my everything, I am nothing without you to wake me in the morning to watch over me... to hold me, I have never been loved by anyone the way that you love me, and I love you in the exact same way." She hurriedly said glad to get it off her chest, then kissed him licking her lips she planted them on his, her tongue darting in and roaming his mouth.
"I think it is about time that we made a start on the Great Hall although I hate to leave this rather comfortable position." Hermione said Draco smirked once again as she peeled herself away from his muscular from and straightened out her uniform.
"And I think you should get dressed, you might catch a chill lying on that floor day dreaming about me all day long." She smirked back before walking into her room.
"Anything for you my love" he said and she is damn right about the daydreaming too. He thought as he got up slowly and proceeded to his room.
Only minutes later he re-emerged fully dressed except for jumper, cloak and tie. "Oh here let me do it" Hermione said as he struggled a third time with his tie. She walked over and taking it in a firm grasp tied it easily and kissed him quickly before putting on her cloak and helping Draco adjust his.
Their first day of school began drearily as they had grown accustomed to each other even in the short time, the minutes they were apart seemed like hours. Finally both were released from their classes ready for lunch. Hermione however staying behind to discuss the homework in her Care of Mythical Creatures class as she usual did also enjoying a short chat with Hagrid. Draco hastily gulped down his lunch and returned to the dorms eyeing Hermione as he was leaving.
As he entered the dorm he forwarded directly to his room to find the blade that lay hidden in the bottom of his trunk. He had once wished never to see it again, his love for Hermione his strength against the cold sharp blade. But now it seemed the only answer to rid himself of the pain the Dark Mark had riddled him with throughout the morning. Rolling back his sleeve he cut at his arm the pain starting to disappear replaced by the pain he knew so well he did not notice the great amount of blood that was spilling from the open flesh.
Obviously he had cut too much he thought as he collapsed. The last thing in his mind a picture of Hermione.
Hermione finished her lunch chatting idly with Parvarti and Lavender; she peered quickly over to the Slytherin table, startled not to see Draco whispering amongst his cronies Crabbe and Goyle.
She realized he must have left for the dorms until classes resumed after lunch. She walked slowly along the corridors staring blankly at the portraits that adorned the walls. In all her time at Hogwarts never had she had the time to look at them as she did now. She spoke shortly with some and commented on their appearance or lovely frames. The portrait of a charming knight blushed as she complimented his shinning armor and gold frame. She then asked if he had seen Draco pass along here. The answer came after quite a lengthy description of him she said with ease, the answer came; he had.
With a renewed energy she walked briskly for the last part of her journey to the dorm. Remembering the new password with ease she entered the room. As she rounded the corner Draco lay spread over the floor his arm soaked in a pool of his own blood.
Hermione screamed and nearly fainted herself dropping to her hands and knees she crawled over to his lifeless body. As she came closer she saw just why he had cut his arm like a crazed butcher, his Dark Mark was glowing an eerie red through the cuts and blood that came pouring out still in a steady stream. She pulled out her hair ribbons and tied them like a tourniquet just below the elbow. Running magicking a set of bandages she wound them loosely over the wound to stem the blood flow.
"Wingardian Leviosa" Draco began hovering lightly in the air following her wand as she led him through the portrait hole. She ran the whole way to the hospital wing, bursting through the doors Draco hovering closely behind.
"MADAME POMFREY!" she screamed sending the unconscious Draco drifting slowly down onto the empty bed.
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Thanks to all the people who have sent me reviews!
Ashley 023: Thanx heaps and your story is really cool!
The Village Idiot: Yeh I know the beginning goes a bit too fast but I hate people who drag it on for forever and a day so yeah thanks, especially for the thumbs up!
Snuffles: Who ever you are....thanx heaps!
Draco's Girl: Thanks heaps to you...all the **tears** that you sent...geeze I'm flattered...thanks!
Tickled Purple monkey: As I said I don't want the beginning to go on for forever and a day...but thanx for the review!
Terabithia: Scary message...but thanks anyways!
A gold locket lay on a bed of blue tissue paper, Hermione gasped as she lifted it carefully from the box holding it by the chain so that it shone in the sunlight now streaming freely in through the French doors. The front was beautifully carved with an entwined D and H. Flowers covered the surrounding space each encrusted with fine rubies, sapphires and diamonds. As she opened the locket her eyes stopped on the fine inscription written on the inside, "May eternity hold the key, and the one you love show you the way." The other side bare, as if waiting for something to be completed.
"I thought we could put a picture of us together on that side...but I didn't really find the time to get one." Draco whispered.
As she turned the locket over, she found another inscription, "I shall love you always, Love Draco."
"And that is my promise to you Hermione, it can never be broken."
Draco slid the locket from Hermione's grasp and moving her long chocolate locks, positioned it around her neck. Then began tracing his movements with kisses. Hermione turned up to him and they kissed, Hermione still tracing the precious locket with her fingers.
"Its beautiful Draco, I love you always...May eternity be long enough for us."
They didn't know exactly how long they had been sitting there, in a world of their own kissing and talking, all they did know is that they would always be this way. Soon hunger overcame them and as they glanced at the clock found they were still in time to catch lunch. Hermione left to dress and Draco sat gazing out the open window, hands behind his head relinquishing their wonderous morning. When she returned they walked with hands linked to the dinning hall, until once again they were parted by the one thing that stood between them, their difference in houses. But just how long would this stand between them?
When they had finished walking slowly back to their dormitory, Hermione remembered the homework that lay on her desk still to be completed in only a day as school started the very next day. Stress lines etched onto her face Draco reminded her that he had already done his and would be glad to help her in this dire situation. Her expression relaxed and she pecked him lightly on the cheek as they continued their walk back to the dorm.
Hermione spent the rest of the afternoon and night finishing her holiday homework and actually required little help from Draco at all, whenever she stumbled on an answer she would trace the locket with her finger and suddenly her brain would be invaded with answers, all of which were most Draco-like. Finally she asked him the very same question the locket seemed to have answered and to her surprise he gave her the very same reply. Although she was shocked she decided to keep the charm of the locket to herself. It would be nice to know Draco's opinion on something before she asked it, she thought as she answered her last essay.
Later whilst she lay in her large bed she thought of something to test with the locket. She asked it questions about Draco's likes and dislikes as it seemed to know the answer, as if Draco was trapped inside giving them himself. She couldn't be sure the answers were correct until she came upon a question that confirmed its authenticity. She asked Draco favorite sweet; it simply answered Licorice Bootlaces...of course!
Draco awoke the next morning with a fierce pain in his arm. The dark mark that his father had inflicted on him was aching, as if being stabbed by a thousand small knives. He rose quickly and stopping shortly to watch over Hermione made his way to the bathroom. He had a refreshing cold shower in the hope that the pain in his arm would at least fade a little, but he had no such luck.
When he returned he was just in time to catch the sleep muffled head that emerged from Hermione's room. She walked slowly and he had to smile. Women in the morning, as fierce as dragons and as vulnerable as kittens.
When Hermione re-emerged from the bathroom, he pounced still only in his boxers after showering; he leaped as she opened the door dressed in her full uniform except robe. He pulled her down to the floor; she screamed but was cut off with a kiss as she landed on top of Draco.
Hermione could hardly tear her gaze from Draco's firm chest and abs. Running her hands along his stomach; she remained on top of him kissing him.
"And a good morning to you too." She said and kissed him gently on the nose.
"Ah but every morning is good when you are here with me...tell me again" he replied a trademark smirk on his face.
"Tell you what?" she asked with a devilish smile.
"Tell me that you love me" He replied and brushed her lips softly.
"I love you Draco more than life, you are my everything, I am nothing without you to wake me in the morning to watch over me... to hold me, I have never been loved by anyone the way that you love me, and I love you in the exact same way." She hurriedly said glad to get it off her chest, then kissed him licking her lips she planted them on his, her tongue darting in and roaming his mouth.
"I think it is about time that we made a start on the Great Hall although I hate to leave this rather comfortable position." Hermione said Draco smirked once again as she peeled herself away from his muscular from and straightened out her uniform.
"And I think you should get dressed, you might catch a chill lying on that floor day dreaming about me all day long." She smirked back before walking into her room.
"Anything for you my love" he said and she is damn right about the daydreaming too. He thought as he got up slowly and proceeded to his room.
Only minutes later he re-emerged fully dressed except for jumper, cloak and tie. "Oh here let me do it" Hermione said as he struggled a third time with his tie. She walked over and taking it in a firm grasp tied it easily and kissed him quickly before putting on her cloak and helping Draco adjust his.
Their first day of school began drearily as they had grown accustomed to each other even in the short time, the minutes they were apart seemed like hours. Finally both were released from their classes ready for lunch. Hermione however staying behind to discuss the homework in her Care of Mythical Creatures class as she usual did also enjoying a short chat with Hagrid. Draco hastily gulped down his lunch and returned to the dorms eyeing Hermione as he was leaving.
As he entered the dorm he forwarded directly to his room to find the blade that lay hidden in the bottom of his trunk. He had once wished never to see it again, his love for Hermione his strength against the cold sharp blade. But now it seemed the only answer to rid himself of the pain the Dark Mark had riddled him with throughout the morning. Rolling back his sleeve he cut at his arm the pain starting to disappear replaced by the pain he knew so well he did not notice the great amount of blood that was spilling from the open flesh.
Obviously he had cut too much he thought as he collapsed. The last thing in his mind a picture of Hermione.
Hermione finished her lunch chatting idly with Parvarti and Lavender; she peered quickly over to the Slytherin table, startled not to see Draco whispering amongst his cronies Crabbe and Goyle.
She realized he must have left for the dorms until classes resumed after lunch. She walked slowly along the corridors staring blankly at the portraits that adorned the walls. In all her time at Hogwarts never had she had the time to look at them as she did now. She spoke shortly with some and commented on their appearance or lovely frames. The portrait of a charming knight blushed as she complimented his shinning armor and gold frame. She then asked if he had seen Draco pass along here. The answer came after quite a lengthy description of him she said with ease, the answer came; he had.
With a renewed energy she walked briskly for the last part of her journey to the dorm. Remembering the new password with ease she entered the room. As she rounded the corner Draco lay spread over the floor his arm soaked in a pool of his own blood.
Hermione screamed and nearly fainted herself dropping to her hands and knees she crawled over to his lifeless body. As she came closer she saw just why he had cut his arm like a crazed butcher, his Dark Mark was glowing an eerie red through the cuts and blood that came pouring out still in a steady stream. She pulled out her hair ribbons and tied them like a tourniquet just below the elbow. Running magicking a set of bandages she wound them loosely over the wound to stem the blood flow.
"Wingardian Leviosa" Draco began hovering lightly in the air following her wand as she led him through the portrait hole. She ran the whole way to the hospital wing, bursting through the doors Draco hovering closely behind.
"MADAME POMFREY!" she screamed sending the unconscious Draco drifting slowly down onto the empty bed.
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Thanks to all the people who have sent me reviews!
Ashley 023: Thanx heaps and your story is really cool!
The Village Idiot: Yeh I know the beginning goes a bit too fast but I hate people who drag it on for forever and a day so yeah thanks, especially for the thumbs up!
Snuffles: Who ever you are....thanx heaps!
Draco's Girl: Thanks heaps to you...all the **tears** that you sent...geeze I'm flattered...thanks!
Tickled Purple monkey: As I said I don't want the beginning to go on for forever and a day...but thanx for the review!
Terabithia: Scary message...but thanks anyways!