Death of the Past
By: Gargoyle-screamer
Summary: Draco's mother is dead and he was left out cold in St. Mungo's for a month and a half. He was made head boy of Hogwarts, along with Hermione Granger as head girl. He seeks for the truth to what had happened during the 'dreaded night', but aside from this, he finds out that he is capable of an emotion that he never thought was real. And he felt this for a very unlikely person …
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the books in the Harry Potter series. The story is based on characters and events owned by JK Rowling and various publishers like, but not limited to, Scholastic Books, Bloomsbury Books. Also, movie owned by Warner Bros …
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Chapter two
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"STUPEFY!"
Just the same time as Harry had said those magical words, did a jet of blinding light shot out of his outstretched wand. He had been aiming at a young lad that we were quite familiar with. We watched in horror as two other jets of light strike his body, and we right there and then that he was caught unaware. He fell to the ground instantaneously, his helpless body not able to stand such powerful spells. I searched for the other wizards who cast the same spell as Harry did through the shadows but my eyes saw no one. We knew they were hiding somewhere but we weren't sure as to where they would be.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
We heard a persona shout this murderous spell as a blinding light moved its way towards the body that lay on the floor. Before we were able to act, the woman, whining in pain on the alley floor, promptly rushed to shield her son of the spell. In a second's time, the woman lay inert on the floor, lifeless at the back of the oblivious lad where the spell had come from.
We saw the hand of the same wizard that had committed the earlier murder, firmly gripping onto its wand, point towards the young man lying on the floor.
"Not the lad! We have been sent here by the Dark Lord 'only' to put to silence the woman, not the son. The boy will someday be of use to us."
"Well … I would rather kill both. But I guess, our undertaking has been successfully completed", cried out the voice of the man holding his wand firmly.
I knew that they had not noticed us, even with the Stunning spell that Harry had done earlier. Afterwards, we heard footsteps abandoning the alley, although we kept still as to not informing the Death Eaters of our presence. We waited till we were somewhat convinced that the loyalties of Voldemort had already fled. We stepped out of the darkness at the same time and I saw Harry perspiring plentifully, undoubtedly anxious.
"Harry, it's not your fault …"
"But I stunned Malfoy without second thoughts, Hermione. I shouldn't have done that … I wasn't able to save his mother … He doesn't know anything … I stunned him when he was trying to save –"
"HARRY! It's NOT your fault! He looked like he was trying to harm his own mother. This isn't the right time to think of that, Harry. Malfoy is in grave danger … he needs immediate help … Three different wizards stunned him all at the same time, if we don't take him to St. Mungo's sooner, there would be two deaths tonight!"
"Okay, Hermione. I'll look for help … You stay here with him."
With these words, he dashed out. I followed him with my eyes until his figure vanished in to the thick fog and mist. Then I looked down at the serene figure lying on the floor. I kneeled next to him, still gripping onto my wand with force so that I would be ready for any unexpected turn of events, and stared at his passive face.
His hair was surprisingly messy and most of them covered his closed eyes. His lips weren't curled and they didn't wear that usual annoying grin of his. His eyes were resting in closed lids. This wasn't the typical Draco Malfoy that teased us in school. He wasn't annoying anyone nor was he trying to ruin other people's lives. He was just quiescent, his face so calm and still.
I've realized even before that he is handsome, yet now, he showed another way of looking rather striking. He was attractive as ever, and I had to fight the urge to touch his face and brush away those strands of pail blonde hair covering his eyes …
"Hermione, honey, wake up! Breakfast is ready!"
I heard my mother call out as I sat straight and yawned on my twin bed. After a while, I heard recognizable treads that I knew was my mother's.
"Had a nice sleep?"
The door of my room swung open as she entered and sat next to me on the bed.
"Pretty nice, mum. Thanks", I smiled at her courteously. I saw her smile again that I never get tired of and I felt rather comfortable.
"Hey dear, guess what?"
She handed me two parchments that I knew came from owl mail.
"The first one came early this morning. You were sleeping so well that you weren't able to wake up on the loud hoots of the owl on your window. I took it and then the bird finally flew off. Such a nice useful creature …"
I stared at the envelope that she pointed out. I have already known at that moment who it was from.
"… The second parchment is from Hogwarts. It came maybe 5 minutes after the first one. Now tell me, that first letter is from your boyfriend, right?"
"BOYFRIEND?!"
"Yes, the Krum lad, right? The one you said you met during your fourth year in Hogwarts …"
"He was a participant of the TriWizard Tournament during our fourth year. And mum, he's not my –"
"I don't remember much about you're elaborations on the tournament. But I remember you telling me that he was your date to the Yuleball", I saw her teasing smile and I knew just what it meant.
"But mum, Viktor Krum is not my boyfriend!"
"Well then, how many times has he written to you all summer?"
"Maybe 7 or 8 …"
"And how many times have you written back to him?"
"Once …"
"Once?! How are boys going to like you if you don't show them that you like them too …?"
"But mum! I told you that he isn't my boyfriend! We're just plainly friends … and besides, I don't think of that yet. I'm solely on my studies, especially now that I'm in seventh year. After Hogwarts, I've got to look for ways on helping Harry and Dumbledore fight against Voldemort."
"Okay honey, I believe you … but if you ever want to talk about your heart, we'll be waiting", she headed towards the door, "Hermione, after reading those, go down for breakfast … your dad's waiting for you."
"Okay mum, be down in a minute."
She went down and I headed for the nearest table, holding the letters that my mother handed me. I opened the parchment and read:
Hermione,
This is my last letter for the summer, and I was quite glad when I got your reply. It was rather a long letter indeed and even though it was the only letter you sent me for the past 2 months, it has encompassed all the replies to all my letters. I'm really happy you took the time to still write one to me.
As I always ask, how are you? It is nearing your last year in Hogwarts and I believe that you're not as keyed up as you were before, maybe because of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and the ongoing battle against him. Still, his center of revenge is on Hogwarts, especially on your friend Potter, so you should take care of yourself. I'll try to visit you anytime this year, maybe on one of your Hogsmeade weekends, since I've finished school in Durmstrang already.
By the way, practices for the Bulgarian Quidditch team is really something I look forward to lately. It's been very amusing to go full-time on playing since, hopefully, the Quidditch World Cup would happen next year and we've got to really be ready for that (not to mention the single matches we play, especially against the Irish team).
As always, I'm still practicing on pronouncing your name properly so that the next time we meet, I won't embarrass myself all up because of not being able to say your name. A friend of mine is helping me too, Leila Karkaroff, so that I could say your name appropriately. She's got a really good British accent and she speaks quite well, probably because her father (Durmstrang's headmaster) made her take extra lessons on that.
Speaking of Leila, she and her father would be visiting Hogwarts and she would be staying there for the year. I'm not really sure why, but I believe it was according to your headmaster, or something like that. She's really such a nice lass and I hope you'd be friends with her.
I think my letter's been too long already. Take care!
Viktor
It was quite a long letter and I appreciated Viktor for giving his best interests to it.
I gently put Viktor's letter to the side of the table and opened the envelope from Hogwarts. As I peered through it, I saw that aside from the usual letter, there was a badge included. I took it and examined t for a while.
It shone silver and there where letters encrypted on it. HG …
Emotions came flowing as I rushed out the room towards my parents, excited as to their reactions.
"Mum, Dad, I've been made head girl of Hogwarts!!!"
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It has been a week since I told my parents about my being chosen as head girl, but since then, they have been treating me extra-special and I felt so nice to know how much proud they are of me. I could still remember my dad jumping out of his seat and embracing me, as well as, my mum telling me how proud she was. Those were one of the most unforgettable days of my life.
My mum and dad both cancelled all their appointments for the day and we went out, as a family. We ate muggle food from muggle restaurants and it was great.
Even now that I am in Diagon Alley buying new school needs and books for the incoming term, I could still feel how much blissful they are of my achievement.
We had to go separate ways though since they needed to head for Gringotts to exchange muggle money with knuts and galleons. I chose to stay inside Fluorish and Blotts to look out for new books that might interest me. I requested my parents for some books when they asked me to choose my reward and they gladly agreed.
I was putting my nose up on some shelves of books then when I saw two people arguing outside the shop through the nearest window. It didn't take me a while to recognize the lad in his elegant robe. He was none other than the greatest git of all … Draco Malfoy.
Out of curiosity, I peeped out a little closer also to hear what they had to say.
"If I had known you to be so arrogant, I would have told my father not to agree to this whole accompany stuff!"
A very beautiful young lass spoke those words out with so much force that even, as I observed, struck Malfoy. The girl had a long eye-catching brown hair that hung loose as she avoided the cold eyes of his companion. She had a very nice-looking body that fit well with her red dress. However, I knew all too well that she wasn't in any mood to even be aware of herself as Malfoy spoke out:
"Neither do I like all of this … so if you don't want me as a company, you're free to go and find someone to guide you in this filthy alley."
"Fine! Thanks for the permission."
"My pleasure …"
I saw her head for the shop and I quickly turned away from the window so as not to give Malfoy the impression that I was sneaking up on them. I turned my attention towards a couple of books about inimitable spells and took out one heavy volume out of the shelf. It was named A Thousand Years of Wait, and it really caught my interest. I opened the book and stumbled upon a very appealing page about a certain spell casted only in a thousand years by a very powerful wizard.
Imagio Impercrucio
I started to read further when the same girl I saw talking to Malfoy came up to me.
"Hi! I'm Leila and I saw that you were so engrossed in that book. I'm sorry if I might have interrupted …"
"No, really. It's okay. I'm Hermione", I took the hand that she raised out towards me and I saw her smile broadly. I felt the comfort and ease as we shake hands.
"You might have seen me a little while ago with that, that brat …"
"Malfoy, we're in the same school."
"So you're in Hogwarts! What did you say your name was again?"
"Hermione …"
"Oh, so you're Hermione Granger! Viktor told me a lot about you. Well actually, he speaks a lot about you in Durmstrang since the day he got back from the tournament."
I looked at her for a while and finally, I remembered her being mentioned in Viktor's latest letter. I was about to tell her about this fact when I saw Malfoy standing behind her, crossed arms and wearing those icy stares.
"I told you to look for a companion, not a mudblood …"
Leila looked back and stared at Malfoy, now totally annoyed.
"That wasn't right for you to call her a mudblood!"
"We have to go Leila, I just remembered that you're father asked me to look after you. He won't be too happy to know that you loitered around with a filthy –"
"DON"T CALL ME THAT MALFOY! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT!"
I now stood in front of him, the hand gripping my wand now pointed towards his face as I stared straight to his eyes. We gazed for a while when he instantaneously looked away, and I knew something was wrong. Something was definitely wrong. I slowly put my hand down and he grabbed Leila's arm. One of his hands held his chest tightly as if in pain and he dragged the lass out of the shop. She looked back, disappointment and guilt in her eyes …
"I'm sorry about that Hermione …"
"It's okay Leila", I smiled at her warmly. I looked down and thought of the way Malfoy looked away when we stared at each other. It wasn't likely of him to do that and it really confused me.
I knew they were almost at the door when I heard Leila yell:
"Draco!"
I headed near them and I saw Malfoy flinching on the floor in pain, gripping on the part of his robes that lay in front of his chest. I kneeled near him, as was Leila too, and it reminded me of the night when he lay oblivious on Knockturn Alley. I tried to reach out for him …
"Don't! Don't touch me mudblood …"
He struggled to get up as Leila assisted him to his feet. I looked at them as they left the shop. When Leila looked back, I forced a smile on my face. I didn't want her to know how hurt I was…
I hate him! I hate Draco Malfoy!
A/N: Hey people! Chapter two up! I'm sorry if maybe it took quite long or that the story is too slow. I've got lots of ideas in my head right now and I'm trying to put them all together. I'm enjoying this whole story-plotting thing and I hope you like the way the story goes so far. I've got an OOC and I hope you guys like the way I placed her in the story. Don't forget to R&R!!!!