Chapter 8: The anonymous forgetful hero
"What a bloody liar!" Hermione muttered, "Not a stalker, eh?" she picked up his hat on the floor, "The git's making me find him..."
But I won't, Hermione hesitated. But...what if she really needed to know his name? What's the big deal? She asked herself. Besides, there's a great chance that she'll see him again some other day. What if he really did forget his hat? A bit too much for a coincidence, isn't it?
Is this what I get for being raised right? She sighed of impatiency and ran out of the Leaky Cauldron.
She looked over people's heads for a sign of the unknown stranger. No sign yet.
Finally, she saw the same green sweater he was wearing and started to run to it. Unfortunatley, it was a different green sweater, which means, a different person.
She kept looking, Where would I be if I were an anonymous stranger? She paused, Good question, Hermione. Very smooth.
Finally ready to give up, she placed the hat on a nearby bench, in front of the Quidditch Supply's store and sat down. Coincidence indeed...he saw the dirty-blonde boy walk out of the Quidditch store and started to walk on a different direction.
Hermione's eyes widened and stood up to follow him.
"Erm!" she called out, "Boy with no name!" It wasn't working. Diagon Alley was busy during the weekdays, so she'd have to dodge a few people out of her way. "Stalker guy from Leak-"
The wind grabbed the hat away from her hands and she chased after it. It was a lucky day alright...because just then, the sky cried. Raindrops were pouring everywhere.
Finally, she got hold of the cursed hat...she looked ahead of her and all she saw was darkness by the fog. Unfortunatley, she's lost the boy.
She hesitated for a moment. I always wondered what this place lead to....she wondered, It couldn't be that bad!
So she walked in. She walked slowly as the air got heavier and the stores and buildings turned to walls. And straight-ahead was a simple gate. She walked up to it and opened. It was quiet, and the air was thick, but the fog was dying away. She opened the gate and walked right in. What is this place? She thought.
Just then, she found a marble staircase and was just about climb it---
"Well...well...well...." a deep voice suddenly said. Hermione jumped. It was coming from a dark corner beside the staircase "Came to get dirty, baby?"
Hermione turned. "You look fresh." The voice said again, "What's an elegant, innocent...blameless chick, like you, doing in here?"
Suddenly, Hermione saw a figure come out of the corner. The figure revealed its auburn hair but it was way too dark to tell his eye color. Although, from hearing the voice, Hermione could tell that it was a guy
"What's the matter, doll?" he walked up to her. She moved back.
"Where am I?" she yelled.
He managed to catch her by the arm and pushed her close from behind. "What's your name baby doll?"
"Stop calling me doll! I'm not a doll!" Hermione shifted and pushed to try and escape, but he was stronger than she was. His arm was on Hermione's stomach. Hermione struggled to escape, but he still kept her in.
"Oh...a toughie, eh?" he moved his face near her neck. Hermione moved her head to the right and he missed. She managed to kick him on the shins and before she could run off, he caught her by the arm.
"What do you want from me?" she cried out. She tried to pull her arm away...
"Gimme a little treat and I'll let you go," he winked and moved his face in front of hers, which finally revealed his somber eyes.
"You sick freak!" she spit on his face and escaped from his grip, "Take that, you dick!"
It was no use, he was way too fast for her. He nabbed her sweater; she coughed as it choked her. She striked her hand around, hoping to hit him.
"Let go of me!" she demanded, "LET GO!"
"Come on baby. Why leave so soon?" he forced her against the wall and stripped her sweater off of her, which revealed her Muggle clothing called tube top.
"No!" she screamed. She wiggled as she tried to find an exit, but he was strong.
"Ya got me, so it doesn't matter now, does it?" he let out this evil grin.
"Let go!" she yelled, "What the hell is wrong with you?!"
"Oh, I can't help it if I'm horny, can I?" he shifted around her, "Now let's see what's up that skirt!"
"You fucking bastard!" she tried to spit again, but he placed his finger on her lips.
"Hmmm..." he smirked, "what a bout a little snogging cupcake?"
"What do you want from me!" she cried out. The rain was pouring down on her and it was getting colder without her sweater.
"So that's how you wanna play it, huh?" he grabbed her arm again, "A little hard to ge—"
"Blaise!" a voice called out from behind, "get your hands off her!"
"Well, look who it is!" Blaise still clutched her arm, grinning at another figure that appeared on the staircase,"our favourite Slytherin badboy! How's it goin', buddy?"
"I said let go of the woman, Zabini" the voice commanded.
"Is...is this your girlfriend?" Blaise Zabini faked a shocked look, "We were just having fun, weren't we madame-moiselle?"
"Do you want to get home in shattered pieces tonight?" the voice asked. The figure ran down the stairs, and Hermione noticed...
It's him¸she stared in suprise. She nudged Blaise and slapped him across the face. Hermione shivered, as she tried to look for her sweater. Unfortunatley, the nasty git had it on his hands...he smelt it and threw it down the pond.
That anonymous stranger, walked up to her and gently took of his sweater, revealing his built chest. He threw it to her-
Some guys really don't wear a t-shirt under their sweaters, do they... Hermione's eyes widened as she reluctantly accepted the bright green sweater.
Her face grew more confused. Blaise Zabini gave out an ugly snort, "Pathetic!" he spat. He walked right up to the other man and pushed him hard on the shoulders. "We got ourself a gentleman!" he grinned widely, "Who turned you to be so depenable?"
The no-named fellow turned his head and whispered simply, "Run, Hermione..."
Blaise snatched something from the boy's neck.
Hermione stood there, in awe. She opened her mouth to speak, "How did you—"
Well, of course. It makes sense now. Hermione gasped at the thought. She abruptly glanced at his chest...there it was...a metal ring on a pierced nipple...
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