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An: Ummm I think I am loosing some of my readers, I only got 2 reviews for the last chap! *cries* Oh well even though I only got like what 6 reviews, when I asked for 15 I would still write… I found some new people read my fic! KEWL!

Please review for the last chapter as well as this chapter, and thanks to my Beta Mistress De Draco!

BTW, I'm sooo sorry that I didn't post earlier, I had a BAD case of writer's block…I wasn't sure how I would "extend" with the story…I'm so sorry, I hope I didn't lose even more readers!!!

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Chapter 13 – Pain and Plans

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"Shhhh…Draco…Shhhh, " She said comfortingly while stroking his handsome face. She held his hand between hers as she tried to wake him up. But it was to no avail.

Hermione let go of his hand and rested her head onto his chest as if wanting comfort herself. She placed both his arms around her waist, leaving traces of blood along her top, and just stayed there, waiting for him to wake. His breathing came in elaborate gasps, that seemed to rattle in his throat, but at the same time it was almost soothing. He was still alive, which meant there was still hope. Soon, without knowing it, Hermione fell asleep, still resting on Draco, on the cold stone floor in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.

As Hermione's mind was slowly clouded over with sleep, she was revisited by a mystifying dream that seemed to haunt the majority of her nights.

The room was lightly scented with vanilla and the candles flickered every so often by a gentle breeze. Hermione was once again wearing nothing more than a bathrobe and slippers but it was changed from the satin maroon bathrobe and red slippers to a green silk bathrobe, and fluffy white slippers.

A knock on the door resounded throughout the room and shadowed figure now stood at the frame of the door. This time, however, she knew exactly who it was...Draco.

He approached the still form of Hermione who stood unmoving in the center of the room. Upon reaching her, he snaked both his arms around her waist from behind and began stroking her in small, seductive circles. Hermione turned around in his embrace and looked deep into those blue-gray eyes. She longed for his lips on her skin and as if he could read her mind, he began planting kisses on her neck, slowly making his way up to her lips. Meanwhile he twined their fingers together and pulled her across the bare floorboards to the four poster bed all the while not once breaking the kiss.

The down comforter was covered in black and white rose petals that fluttered softly around Hermione's head as Draco laid her down on the bed. His skillful hands moved up her slender torso to gently knead her breasts. A soft moan of protest escaped her mouth as his hands left her chest to trail further down her torso. However, she was not to be disappointed for long. His hands soon found the sash of her robe and he began to swiftly untie the knot.

Hermione could feel her pulse racing and had to remind herself to breathe. Although this was only a dream, both her mind and body were going haywire from the myriad of feelings coursing through her body. Liquid heat pooled in her lower abdomen when his fingers gently circled the sensitive skin around her navel. Her hands reached up to pull him back down to her for a searing kiss, while he continued to explore her exposed body...

"Herm – Hermione…" Someone whispered. The words barely reached her through the haze of arousal that surrounded her. "Hermione – Arghhh!"

Abruptly Hermione's head cleared as she was greeted by a painful throbbing in her arm. It felt as though a circle of flames licked at her skin, but no matter what way she moved, the pain was still there. Turning her gaze to her aching arm, she saw her Dark Mark was glowing. Her head began to spin and her vision seemed to blur as a wave of dizziness overtook her. She clasped the mark hoping that she could somehow stop the increasing pain. She could hear Draco screaming but he sounded so far away, as though she was only hearing an echo. However, she didn't ponder this for long. It was too difficult to concentrate on anything aside from her burning skin.

Opening her eyes once again, she realised that she was resting on Draco's chest. Immediately she sat up and took in her surroundings. She was in a bathroom, lying on something black. More specifically Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, lying on none other than Draco. Immediately she sat up and turned around to face him. He too was clutching his arm and his teeth were gritted against the pain.

"Draco – you're alive…" Hermione whispered. "I – I thought that, well…" She turned her head away. The pain in her arm was easing now but Draco still sounded like he was in much more pain.

"Hermione, c'mon - do something!" Draco gasped, now crouched in the fetal position. "Shit! This is far worst than I've expected!"

…Why did I have to pull Hermione into all this? The Dark Side doesn't need someone like her... Draco thought in self loathing.

Hermione wasn't sure what she could do. She didn't have her wand and the pain in her arm was still clouding her mind. There was nothing that she herself could do, but there was someone who might be able to help…

"Myrtle!!!! Moaning Myrtle come here!!!!!!!" Hermione shouted louder than necessary as she stood up, "Myrtle! Please Myrtle we need your help, please…" Her voice quietened, and she sat back down next to Draco.

"Did you call for me?" Myrtle's voice echoed through the now silent bathroom. Hermione couldn't see her but she was sure that Myrtle was probably in one of the sinks…or the toilets.

"Oh no – Hermione! Not Myrtle," Draco whispered into her ear. She turned to look at him, his eyes were closed and the Dark Mark on his arm was still glowing.

"Myrtle, please fetch Professor Dumbledore. Tell him it's an emergency! Now myrtle! Please go NOW!" Hermione begged. Myrtle's figure disappeared within seconds.

"Draco, how could you be so stupid?!" Hermione turned around and asked in a harsh tone, "You were practically drowning yourself in your own blood!"

"Isn't there more important matters to take care of right now?" He responded, "Besides, I don't know what came over me, but for some reason I just had to do it!…You won't understand anyway, so just leave it!" Draco shouted, and turned his back on her once again bending over in pain.

Hermione looked upon him feeling slightly guilty. Unlike Draco, she only had a part of the Dark Mark on her arm. The throbbing in her arm had subsided by a great deal, but the pain was still unbelievable for Draco.

A searing bolt of fire seemed to pierce into him like white-hot needles that coursed through him causing agonizing pain to run throughout his body. The pain pulsed through him like a thousand drums beating, growing and growing until he felt that he would explode.

With Myrtle gone, Hermione began to grow quite anxious. She couldn't do anything to help Draco, nor herself. Worse, she felt rejected that she was trying to help him but he turned her down.

Hermione attempted to talk to him, but he ignored her. The pain in Draco's arm was still growing in intensity. Soon he began to scream. The pain had grown so intense he just couldn't hold it in any longer. He continued to shout until he felt like his lungs were going to burst.

Hermione was extremely worried. He wouldn't stop screaming and it was obvious that he was in immense pain. "Please calm down, Draco!" She shouted.

"I'd like to see you holding back screams. It hurts you know!" Draco responded as he shut his eyes again as another wave of pain coursed along his skin.

The door suddenly burst open and Myrtle's lifeless "body" floated in followed by Professor Dumbledore.

"Mister Malfoy, Miss Granger…" Dumbledore began, "Please show me your arm…This may hurt a bit though…" He stated very matter-of-factly.

Together, Draco and Hermione pulled their sleeves up and showed Dumbledore their Dark Marks. Draco's was burning an angry red, whereas Hermione's had stopped glowing and the pain had completely vanished.

Draco had his eyes shut, and was still sitting on the floor. Despite how much he tried to prepare himself, he wasn't actually ready for what was to come. He wanted to hold back screams, but no matter how hard he tried they managed to escape his lips. Hermione couldn't take his screams any longer. Squeezing her eyes shut she attempted to mentally block out as much noise as possible.

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"Pansy! I told you this will never work!" Blaise whined for what seemed to be the millionth time that day.

"Just do it! My plans never fail. You out of all people should know that by now!" Pansy hissed back.

The two girls continued to walk along the dimly lit dungeon corridors. Droplets of water could be heard dripping from the ceiling to land in unseen puddles. Blaise was holding the tiny bottle in her hand. The green Polyjuice Potion containing the precious strand of Draco's hair sloshed against the sides of the glass bottle.

"I swear Pansy, I don't know how you got me into this!" Blaise hissed at her. Or what she assumed was Pansy. For her last Birthday, Pansy received an invisibility cloak from her father and tonight she had it carefully draped over her entire body.

Pansy followed Blaise closely as they edged towards Marcus Flint, the Slytherin Quidditch captain. He was standing near the window, peering into the Hufflepuff girl's bathroom, watching intently as they took their afternoon showers.

Blaise stood behind him for a moment  before she tapped his left shoulder. He was jolted out of his daze and abruptly turned around. Seeing that the hottest Slytherin was standing right in front of him, he couldn't help but smirk – his distorted teeth showing.

Blaise took a step back, but then felt a sharp poke on her shoulder. Obviously Pansy was standing directly behind her. There was no way out now.

"Hi – um Flint…I was wondering if – if you would do me and Pansy a huge favour?" Blaise began making sure she specifically stretched Pansy's name. However, Flint didn't notice. In fact he wasn't listening to her at all. His eyes had zeroed in on her breasts and that was all the input he could handle.

Blaise was feeling slightly uncomfortable under his watch. She wasn't used to guys starring at her chest. Usually she made sure she was properly covered up. Pansy on the other hand was quite the opposite. She enjoyed putting herself on display and made it a regular practice of hers.

Pansy deliberately told Blaise to wear one of her V-cut tops to show off her sexy curves. However, Flint was enjoying the show far too much.

SHIT! Why can't he take his eyes of her chest!? How obvious can a person be?! Pansy thought to herself That's it! Placing her hands on Blaise's shoulders, she forcefully pushed her. This left Blaise tumbling forward directly on to Flint. His smirk only grew even wider.

Blaise immediately moved away from him and brushed herself off. Pansy was definitely going to get it when they got back to their dorm. If this didn't work, there'd be hell to pay.

"I - uh must've tripped!" she exclaimed in embarrassment, but she quickly regained herself. "Look Flint, if you do what I say, you just might get some of this!"

"What do you want me to do?" came Flint's husky reply. He was practically drooling all over himself and his arousal was straining against his black robes.

"Alright," Blaise continued as she handed him the Polyjuice Potion, "When I inform you to, I want you to drink the potion inside this bottle and come into the Slytherin Prefects common room." She leaned over until her lips were mere centimeters from his ear and whispered seductively, "I'll be waiting…"

And with that she turned around to leave, only to be slapped on the derrière by Flint. Blaised turned around quite shocked, but he just winked at her. Blaise forced a smile and kept walking towards the library, Pansy closely behind her.

"See I told you it would work!" came the bodiless voice of Pansy.

"Shut up! Look what you got me into!"

Pansy, however, was grinning from ear to ear. She was immensely proud that her scheme was going according to plan.

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AN: I'm really sorry that this took so long. I know it was rather short, but please forgive me, and don't forget to REVIEW!

Please Review, I hope I didn't lose my readers, and I hoped you all liked this chapter!

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-Feli-