"Heaven holds a sense of wonder"

"I just can't believe.

It was all a lie .

No man in the moon .

Just a big light in the sky .

I hear Disneyland .

Might lose Mickey Mouse .

In some giant hostile corporate shake-up .

Tell me it's a nightmare .

Please wake me up .

(Say it isn't so) .

I found a book of matches .

From someplace we've never been .

How come you hang the phone up .

The minute I walk in .

Last night I had this dream .

That I was losing you .

I woke up in a cold sweat shaking .

Rescue me my heart is breaking .

:

Say it isn't so (tell me it's not true) .

Say it isn't so (I believe in you) .

Tell me it's a lie (I don't need no proof) .

Say everything's alright (couldn't be, not you) .

Say it isn't so .

Say it isn't so (don't give up on me) .

Say it isn't so (don't give up on you) .

Get me through the night (we'll make it through) .

Make everything alright (couldn't be, not you) .

Say it isn't so."

("Say it isn´t so" By Jon Bon Jovi)

Chapter XXV Conflicts

"Fee,"

Dracos voice was low and full of pain.

"Draco"

Hermione was really shocked as she saw him in her bedroom, almost not able to stand on his

own feet with bruises all over his face and arms.

He weared his wizard robed, but they were dirty and blood was on them.

Draco looked into her eyes, hoping for her to help him, to save him.

Althoug he already knew that she wasn´t able to.

He broke down to his knees.

It took Hermione just two steps to be by his side.

Kneeling down next to him, she felt a tear streaming down her cheek.

"Don´t cry,"

his voice was so low that she almost didn´t hear it.

"Shh, don´t speak. Lay yourself down on the bed."

After guiding him slowly to the bed, he collapsed onto it.

She carefully laid a pillow under his head.

He closed his eyes in pain as she lifted his head.

"Who did this to you?"

Hermione muttered under her breath while slowly opening his robes.

He shook his head.

"Doesn´t matter,"

"It does, you are injured, everywhere are bruise,

What the hell did you do?"

"Nothing,"

His eyes fluttered shut again.

~Fuck, you have to go.~

~I can´t leave him here alone like this. He is hurt.~

~And your are in a even bigger mess if you let him here. Imagine someone would find him~

~He could die. If he is innerly injured, I cannot see it.~

~This is Draco Malfoy. It doesn´t bothre anyone if he dies.~

~It does, it bothers me.~

~...~

~I can´t just leave him here. I have to help him.~

~Then hurry.~

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After performing a few healing spells and making sure that he hadn´t had inner injuries,

Hermione wanted to leave for Grimmauld place.

"Felicitas,"

She turned around as he heard Draco´s voice from the bed.

"Where are you going?"

It hurted her to see him like this, so weak and vulnerable.

"You have to sleep. I will be back in the morning."

He hadn´t the strength to ask her more questions.

~Do you think it is a good idea to leave him here in your flat while you are gone?~

~Yes, hid all the important things with a special spell.~

~So you don´t trust him either.~

~.....~

"Hey,"

Draco had his eyes open again.

Hermione gave him a warm smile.

"Thank you."

His eyes closed again.

She carefully walked over outside her flat and apparated to Grimmauld Place.

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"Hermione"

The same moment Hermione entered the kitchen she heard Tonks voice.

"I expected you to be here a bit earlier,"

Hermione forced a smile.

"I had some business to do. I´m sorry."

She shivered .

"Are you cold?"

A familiar face seemed to pop out of nowhere.

"Fred!

If you like the colour of my hair, don´t shock me again like this! It is going to become grey."

"I love your hair, `Mione."

He slid a hand along her cheek.

~I don´t want him to touch me like Draco did.~

~Why?~

~It doesn´t feel so right and good like when Draco does.~

~You know the joke about this, don´t you?

I guess it should rather feel right when Fred touches you, not Draco.~

~I am aware of that, but please don´t make me feel any worse that I already do.~

~Why do you feel bad?

Because of leaving Draco at you flat or because of lying to your friends?~

~I don´t lie to them.~

~Not yet, but soon you will. If they ask you if you are ok, or when they ask you about Draco.~

~I ... I will try to avoid lying.~

~Then try.~

Loud she said:

"When is Dumbledore going to come?"

"He said he would arrive about midnight."

Fred told her.

He bent lower to her neck and whispered in his lustfilled voice

"So we have enough time left."

Hermione shruddered.

~I don´t want this to happen.~

~you cannot block him off, they would be suspicious.

If they are, you have to tell them the truth about Draco.

And if they knew that he lays in your bed, vulnerable,

injured and asleep, they would kill him without hesitating.~

~Would they?~

~Probably, forgotten that he killed Ginny, Harry, Ron, Oliver and your daughter?~

~No, how could I?~

~But at the moment it seems like you would have forgotten.~

~You are sure that they would kill him?~

~Yes,~

~But why? That would make them as bad as Death-Eaters!~

~Let me ask you a question.~

~Go ahead.~

~What would you do if somebody told you that your worst enemy, the man who killed your children and friends,

lays in the flat of an Agent of the Order, asleep and vulnerable?~

~It isn´t like this.~

~Please. Answer. My. Question.~

~I would go and punish him, probably kill him.~

Her voice was very low, even for mental standard.

~There you go. Their reaction would be completely understandable.~

Even the voice of her inner self was low and gentle.

~If you go with Fred, you don´t cheat on him, you save his life.~

~What do I do? I lie to my friends in order to protect the man I love,

who is cruel and a monster. This is completely insane.~

~This is the way love sometimes is. Strange and painful.~

~I don´t want it to be like this, I wished Draco would be a good guy,

for I know, in the end, I will have to choose between him and my friends.~

~This isn´t over yet, there are a lot of things that can happen in the future.~

~I know, but I am so scared.

The thought of what can happen if this continues the way it seems to,

there is going to be a tragedy in the end.~

~..~

~You think the same way, don´t you?~

~I do, but only if this continues the way it seems, then yes.~

~I knew it.~

~You know what?~

~This is not meant to be, no matter how right it feels.~

~Stop telling me these stupid things, everything is going to be ok somehow.~

~How?~

~I don´t know yet, but I am sure it will be good in a way in the end.~

~Liar.~

~..~

~This has to end tragic, if not, the whole logic of the world is upside down.~

~In movies or books it is often like this.~

~Yeah, but I don´t live a movie, or a book. I just live my life.~

~Please, don´t think such sad thoughts.

Haven´t you noticed that we changed roles?

I am now the one who tries to make you feel better,

and you then one who makes us feel bad.~

A sad smile apeared on Hermiones inner lips.

~That´s true.~

~And perhaps it is a sign. A sign that the rules are going to be changed.~

Innerly Hermione shrugged.

"Hey, where are you Hermione?"

"Oh sorry, as I said, I am a bit tired."

She smiled apologizing at Fred.

Who looked a bit concerned.

"Then I need to wake you up."

It was now that Hermione noticed that they were alone in the kitchen.

"Where are the others?"

"They have been gone quite a while, and won´t come back so soon. Means we are alone."

Fred nuzzled against the soft skin on her neck.

He took her hand.

"Come,"

"Where?"

She tried to gain time, for she thought desperate about what to do.

"Upstairs, where no one can interrupt us."

He grabed her around the waist and kissed her feverishly on the mouth.

She was so surprised that she opened her lips in shock.

Fred just took this opportunity to guide his tongue insider her mouth.

He grabed her even tighter and guided her out of the kitchen, upstairs in his bedroom.

Upstairs, so the tragedy could take its path.

******************** TBC ****************************

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