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Seamus rolled over and groaned. This kind of life was for the birds. His days consisted of getting up at atrocious hours of the morning, serving the Slytherins, and cleaning all day. The only good thing he could think of in the situation was that Hermione was with him. He didn't like her in that way, he could never, after knowing she liked Ron. But that didn't stop them from being friends. And when Malfoy threatened her the way he did. that just pushed him over the edge. Well, he thought, looking at his watch, guess its time to get up.
"Hermione," he said, rolling over to his side, "time to.."
What stopped him in his tracks though, was that Hermione wasn't there. Then what made him sick to his stomach was a Slytherin cloak, lying right where she slept. With a trembling hand, he picked it up and looked inside.
PROPERTY OF DRACO MALFOY
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Hermione was in the most peaceful sleep she had since the downfall of Hogwarts. She was even dreaming. It wasn't a nightmare, but a truly spectacular dream. Her and Ron were at the Borrow, out in one of the fields. They were lying on a blanket, staring up at the sky and laughing together. If only the dream could have continued as it was, but soon she felt it pulling away and she sled slowly into awareness. She made to turn over but felt something block her way. She opened her eyes and gasped. She wasn't in the closet with Seamus as she suspected. The room she was in was large and expensive looking and she was surprised to see decorated in green and silver. Her stomach twisted and turned into knots as she realization kicked in.
"Well, I thought you'd never wake up," she heard a voice say from the door.
She went to sit up but was held down by what seemed like large invisible weights tied to her waist. But the voice was unmistakable. It was Draco and she knew it before he even entered the room. She could hear him coming toward the bed with slow deliberate steps.
"Pretty ridiculous, you know, having to steal you away in the middle of the night," he said, taking a seat on the bed.
Hermione was terrified, but determined not to let it show. In the most dangerous voice she could muster she said, "What is ridiculous is that you need magic to keep me here. Am I just a little too much Malfoy?"
Draco eyes grew dark with resentment. But he didn't slap her as she expected. Instead he muttered a counter curse to the one that held her down and she sat up quickly, scooting as far away from Draco as the backboard would allow her. Draco also did not pull her back, but continued to stare interestedly. Then, he shook his head and chuckled.
"Granger, I just can't understand what it is with you Gryffindors," he said. "You try to be so brave and end up getting hurt in the process. Why not just give in? Let life take its course."
He moved closer to her but she held her ground, staring at him blankly.
"Why prolong the inevitable?" he asked, smirking.
Hermione paused a moment before saying, "Gryffindors, unlike you Slytherins, don't take the easy way because it is for the weak. Yes, we suffer and yes it is not the easiest way to live. Suffering, however, is rewarded. Do you know what you will be rewarded with DMalfoy? I am sure you do, you aren't stupid, and I don't have to spell it out to you. So just remember that while you are suffering forever in death, that I will be happy. Maybe life isn't treating me well now, but I have faith Malfoy and friends that won't go running when I am in trouble. Your life is pitiful compared to mine."
Draco could only blanche. He quickly recomposed himself, however. "Granger if you weren't a Mudblood and a Gryffindor, I might actually think you were worth something. Since you are though, let's get down to business."
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Ginny dreaded the thought of going into the Slytherin common room. The Slytherins were bad enough when they weren't in charge of the school, though she hated to think of the way they were now. Just the day before she had been on her way to the kitchens when one of them stopped her in the corridor. Luckily the bell had rung for the change of classes and she quickly took advantage of the diversion. When she entered the common room she could tell something was wrong. Seamus was sitting on one of the couches muttering to himself, Hermione nowhere in sight. Ginny rushed over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Seamus what's going on?" she asked frantically. "Where's Hermione?"
"He has her up there," he said quietly. "There's some kind of spell on the staircase though, I can't get."
But he stopped when they heard a door above them slam and footsteps coming down the staircase. Seamus stood and watched with Ginny as Draco came appeared at the foot of the stairs, Hermione beside him, head down. He walked over to Seamus and pushed Hermione toward him.
"You want her back I suppose," Draco smirked, and not saying a word more he left the common room.
"Hermione, are you okay?" Seamus asked, looking her over.
Hermione was far from okay. Her eyes were unfocused, and there was a scratch across her cheek.
"Is there anything we can do?" Ginny asked helplessly.
Hermione's large, emotionless brown eyes turned to the young girl and she spoke only four words, "Get Harry and Ron."
A/N: Readers, if any of you read this story before and are reading this chapter I have to say how sorry I am for not updating in ages and for giving you such a crappy chapter after that long wait. But I have been working on other things, and this just seemed less important. But now I am making it important and I plan to update all my stories again soon, this one included, with a much better chapter.
Seamus rolled over and groaned. This kind of life was for the birds. His days consisted of getting up at atrocious hours of the morning, serving the Slytherins, and cleaning all day. The only good thing he could think of in the situation was that Hermione was with him. He didn't like her in that way, he could never, after knowing she liked Ron. But that didn't stop them from being friends. And when Malfoy threatened her the way he did. that just pushed him over the edge. Well, he thought, looking at his watch, guess its time to get up.
"Hermione," he said, rolling over to his side, "time to.."
What stopped him in his tracks though, was that Hermione wasn't there. Then what made him sick to his stomach was a Slytherin cloak, lying right where she slept. With a trembling hand, he picked it up and looked inside.
PROPERTY OF DRACO MALFOY
***** * *****
Hermione was in the most peaceful sleep she had since the downfall of Hogwarts. She was even dreaming. It wasn't a nightmare, but a truly spectacular dream. Her and Ron were at the Borrow, out in one of the fields. They were lying on a blanket, staring up at the sky and laughing together. If only the dream could have continued as it was, but soon she felt it pulling away and she sled slowly into awareness. She made to turn over but felt something block her way. She opened her eyes and gasped. She wasn't in the closet with Seamus as she suspected. The room she was in was large and expensive looking and she was surprised to see decorated in green and silver. Her stomach twisted and turned into knots as she realization kicked in.
"Well, I thought you'd never wake up," she heard a voice say from the door.
She went to sit up but was held down by what seemed like large invisible weights tied to her waist. But the voice was unmistakable. It was Draco and she knew it before he even entered the room. She could hear him coming toward the bed with slow deliberate steps.
"Pretty ridiculous, you know, having to steal you away in the middle of the night," he said, taking a seat on the bed.
Hermione was terrified, but determined not to let it show. In the most dangerous voice she could muster she said, "What is ridiculous is that you need magic to keep me here. Am I just a little too much Malfoy?"
Draco eyes grew dark with resentment. But he didn't slap her as she expected. Instead he muttered a counter curse to the one that held her down and she sat up quickly, scooting as far away from Draco as the backboard would allow her. Draco also did not pull her back, but continued to stare interestedly. Then, he shook his head and chuckled.
"Granger, I just can't understand what it is with you Gryffindors," he said. "You try to be so brave and end up getting hurt in the process. Why not just give in? Let life take its course."
He moved closer to her but she held her ground, staring at him blankly.
"Why prolong the inevitable?" he asked, smirking.
Hermione paused a moment before saying, "Gryffindors, unlike you Slytherins, don't take the easy way because it is for the weak. Yes, we suffer and yes it is not the easiest way to live. Suffering, however, is rewarded. Do you know what you will be rewarded with DMalfoy? I am sure you do, you aren't stupid, and I don't have to spell it out to you. So just remember that while you are suffering forever in death, that I will be happy. Maybe life isn't treating me well now, but I have faith Malfoy and friends that won't go running when I am in trouble. Your life is pitiful compared to mine."
Draco could only blanche. He quickly recomposed himself, however. "Granger if you weren't a Mudblood and a Gryffindor, I might actually think you were worth something. Since you are though, let's get down to business."
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Ginny dreaded the thought of going into the Slytherin common room. The Slytherins were bad enough when they weren't in charge of the school, though she hated to think of the way they were now. Just the day before she had been on her way to the kitchens when one of them stopped her in the corridor. Luckily the bell had rung for the change of classes and she quickly took advantage of the diversion. When she entered the common room she could tell something was wrong. Seamus was sitting on one of the couches muttering to himself, Hermione nowhere in sight. Ginny rushed over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Seamus what's going on?" she asked frantically. "Where's Hermione?"
"He has her up there," he said quietly. "There's some kind of spell on the staircase though, I can't get."
But he stopped when they heard a door above them slam and footsteps coming down the staircase. Seamus stood and watched with Ginny as Draco came appeared at the foot of the stairs, Hermione beside him, head down. He walked over to Seamus and pushed Hermione toward him.
"You want her back I suppose," Draco smirked, and not saying a word more he left the common room.
"Hermione, are you okay?" Seamus asked, looking her over.
Hermione was far from okay. Her eyes were unfocused, and there was a scratch across her cheek.
"Is there anything we can do?" Ginny asked helplessly.
Hermione's large, emotionless brown eyes turned to the young girl and she spoke only four words, "Get Harry and Ron."
A/N: Readers, if any of you read this story before and are reading this chapter I have to say how sorry I am for not updating in ages and for giving you such a crappy chapter after that long wait. But I have been working on other things, and this just seemed less important. But now I am making it important and I plan to update all my stories again soon, this one included, with a much better chapter.