When Darkness Falls Upon Me

by ilukaiba

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns the series… and she thinks that gives her the right to go and kill off my favorite character… *deep sigh*

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Chapter 2 // Day 1

The next day came quickly, and Hermione woke up to the sounds of two people freaking out downstairs. Getting ready, she walked down the steps that led to the Gryffindor common room and smiled at the sight that greeted her.

"HOLY SHIT HARRY! YOU MEAN YOU DIDN'T DO THE POTIONS HOMEWORK EITHER?!"

Hermione rolled her eyes and approached her two best friends, who looked as if they had just been snogged by their Potions professor.

They opened their mouths, ready to inform her of their current predicament and tell her they loved her and would she let them copy her Potions homework please. However she was already anticipating this plea, and though her eyes had a rather reprimanding look about them at first, she laughed and nodded.

They stared at her with their eyes wide open. Suddenly their begging faces broke into equivalent grins.

"Hermione, you're a life-saver, you are! Do you really mean it?" yelled Ron excitedly.

A similar grin appeared on Hermione's face. "Well... only this once you two... don't make a habit of it."

"We won't." chorused the two though upon closer inspection one would see that Ron's fingers were crossed behind his back.

She went across the room and picked up her bag, which she had left there the previous night. She took out a scroll and unrolled it, revealing twelve feet of her neat and legible handwriting.

Ron's smile vanished as she handed the scroll to him. "Bloody hell Hermione, he only said five feet."

"Since when do I, Hermione Granger, actually write to satisfy a minimum?" she said with an impatient sigh.

Ron looked at Harry, who looked back at Ron. "Harry, d'you think Dean Thomas'll let us copy his Potions homework?"

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The Great Hall was filled with chattering students, as usual. The trio took their usual seats at the Gryffindor table. Ron opened his mouth, though in vain, because he had no sooner than said Dean's name when his reply came.

"No!" said Dean annoyedly, "For the fifteenth time this year, Ron, I will not let you copy my Potions essay." He was a bit sore at Ron, who had recently forbid him from dating Ginny, who in his opinion, was "much to young to be dating anyone to begin with". Of course, the fact that he had actually lusted after Fleur in his fourth year enough to bother asking her out was conveniently overlooked.

Even though he himself was at a loss, Harry couldn't help but grin at Ron's deflated expression.

"Don't worry Ron," he said consolingly, "not like he'll like us any better if we DO do the essay."

However, when his previous comment was returned with a glare from Hermione, he hurriedly changed his mind. "Um... or we could just do it right now."

Harry and Ron ran out of the Great Hall, waving at Hermione, and rushed to begin their essays.

Slowly, the Great Hall emptied itself, and Hermione was left studying for the N.E.W.T.s at the now desolate table. Since classes started in twenty minutes, she had enough time to read about the Time Freezing time, one they would be learning at the end of their seventh year. She began to pick her stuff up, still holding her Charms textbook in one hand. She wondered away from the Hall, not bothering to look where she was going as she buried herself in the textbook.

"The Time Freezing time consists of a circular wand movement, while carefully repeating the words Forazius Chronus." she read aloud, not hearing footsteps that gradually got closer.

Suddenly, a hand clamped over her mouth and she was dragged into an empty classroom, her books spread out on the floor. Looking around she saw pale gray eyes gleaming in the darkness of the classroom. She didn't need lights to know who was standing in front of her.

"Malfoy," she whispered, her eyes lingering on his smooth white skin and platinum blond hair.

"Granger." he replied seductively, a grin spreading on his handsome face.

He pulled her closer to him, and she could feel his breath on her cheeks, she could hear his cold heart beating, and though she would have given the world not to, she could taste his lips on her own.

He pulled out of the kiss rapidly, and gave an airy laugh, one that could turn anyone's insides in knots. She shuddered and glared at him angrily. Confusion and frustration were apparent on her reddening face.

"What was that for?!" she spat at him.

"Just a little taste of what I have in store for you, Mudblood." he whispered into her ear. He left, leaving her shivering in the shadows of the empty room.

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A/N:

Been a while, eh? Well I can't say I wasn't dissappointed with 10 reviews, you see, I am a rather review-hungry little biatch... anyway, keep reviewing because otherwise you ain't gonna see no more DxHr goodness... lolz... but I really did LOVE those 10 reviews, and if I was able to see them (which my damned compy isn't letting me do), I would surely respond to them. But I'll save that for next chapter. Anyway, read and review my other fics while your waiting... yeah... well see ya...

Oh by the way, is it true Tom Felton's quitting acting for fishing?! Cuz that's what I've heard... *sniffle* Oh and sorry if the format is screwed this chapter… I had a few… "problems"… but if there are any problems I'll try to fix them ASAP…

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