Chapter Four: Darkness Entangles
The full moon shown above the wood.
Draco walked from the castle and ran into the woods. Darkness surrounded him on this unusually bright night.
He was early, he knew he had a few day's left to wait, but something had told him, the full moon was it.
Sure he was scared because of the werewolves, but he didn't care now.
He shut his eyes and shut out the world.
'Go,' he ordered his feet, 'Go where I need to be', and he began to run.
A shadow watched over as he went deeper into the forest.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hermione stepped out of the girls dormitory an hour before her transformation, only to find Harry and Ron waiting for her.
"He's left." Harry told her, and waved the map to prove it. Hermione didn't care at that moment, she needed to go.
"Want to come Hermione? We're following him this time." Ron suggested.
"Sure." She smiled, knowing it was her only escape. When they entered the forest, she'd leave them.
If Draco was going anywhere, it was to the Werewolf village, or outside of, where they first 'encountered' each other.
"Good, come on." Harry grabbed his fathers cloak, and they started towards the opening.
"Wait, I need my cloak, it's cold." She said, they nodded, and waited.
Hermione went up to her room and quietly opened the shutters, then whistled a melody no human could hear. Praying it hit her friends.
She grabbed her cloak, and went left with Harry and Ron.
Little did they know.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Where ARE YOU!" Draco shouted.
"Here, child, you who came a months past." The voice was different then last time. It was older. "You've met my daughter, I see, a charmer I agree, but a savior I knew not of." She smiled, and showed her face.
A beautiful woman, in her thirties maybe, appeared from behind a tree, "I too await my daughter, care to join me? We can wait together." She offered her hand.
"No, I will wait here." Draco said calmly.
"Child of the light, whose hair burns light, your company hurts me, but you mean something to my child, I won't harm you for that." She informed him.
" 'Child of the light'," Draco mused, "Tell that to someone like Potter, I've lived in darkness my life, none that you know, but dark enough." Draco knew what he was looking at, he knew what the woman in front of him was. Darkness, a demon that even his father's master feared.
Graceful creatures that feed off misery and uncertainty. Dementors, they say, are the muggles of Darkness. Darknesses were not only powerful, but those who love darkness, like death eaters, they kill on sight. Their killing methods being far more advanced then a simple Avada Kadarva.
"Your daughter you say? She let me live a moon back." Draco said softly, "Tell me, can I meet her?"
"That's not my decision child." She looked at him, and Draco felt a cold shiver fall down his spine. It was worse then a dementor, her eyes. "I'll wait with you however, save her time when she has already been delayed, by you again." She breathed a laugh, and closed her eyes, redirecting them to the moon, "I'm sorry if I un-nerved you, my eyes do that."
"No, it's alright, I just wasn't prepared." He leaned against the tree nearest him.
"You know, I'm safe here, but this 'is' werewolf hunting ground." She informed him.
"It matters not." He said simply making the demon glace at him oddly again, her concentration was broken by something, she looked into the forest.
"My child comes, with two in her presence. On who was touched by true darkness yet lived to tell, and one who shines with betrayal and the sin of needing to prove. Know either?" she asked, truly wondering.
Draco shut his eyes, shines with betrayal with the need to prove? That was a lot of people, but who would be deciphered by that?
Then it hit him, Ronald Weasley. His family's third born betrayed the family, and he feels it a lot, being the youngest boy, he feels that he always needs to prove himself. That means that the other must be Potter, since they never leave each others company.
But then the third.. her child.. it couldn't be..
"Harry Potter, and Ronald Weasley." He answered, might as well.
"I see, Mr. Potter is legend among my people as he is yours. The only decent wizard we believe."
Draco nodded, he expected it.
"She's left their company, good, she'll transform soon." The lady stated, maybe to Draco, but also, maybe to the night.
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"Hermione, are we going the right way?" Harry asked air, for Hermione was no longer there.
"Hermione?" Ron asked scared.
There was no answer.
"Hermione!!" the shout echoed through out the forest.
"Forgive me." A shadow whispered, then left.
She needed to get to Draco soon, if she knew her mother, she had been talking to him.
That is bad.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~
"Wolves, my friends." She landed by the entrance to their village. Draco was down a bit, closer to the castle. An old wolf and a silver wolf, both werewolves, padded up to her, she kneeled and petted them. "Thank you for delaying your hunt tonight, I'm almost done here, I appreciate what you've sacrificed for me."
She kissed their heads between the ears.
The old one was the elder in the village, and the silver, her friend, her friend that has saved her life as many times as she saved hers.
Werewolves didn't bite, or dare attack darkness.
"I best be off do you can hunt sooner." She stop and flipped back into the trees.
'please mother, don't seduce him!' she thought hard.
When she landed in the small opening in the trees, she saw Draco leaning against an oak, and her mother against an ash.
It was truly amazing in this forest.
"Mother," she greeted, kneeling deeply.
"Rise child," she cooed, "Introduce me to your friend." She asked hopefully.
"Certainly." Hermione rose from the ground.
Draco stepped away from the tree. She looked exactly like Granger, but was nothing like Granger. She was beautiful, and moon lit her up like a candle.
"Mother," she began, "This is Draco Malfoy, a stupid boy who refused my warnings, and returned to the forest. His father is a death eater, Luscious Malfoy."
"He seems taken with you my child." Her mother said with something in her words.
"He was obsessed with not knowing something, human curiosity took over from there." She said coldly, "Any decent creature knows to heed the words of warning, apparently, not humans."
"No, I knew of the danger." Draco said evenly, "I just didn't care. My life isn't worth much, I would have been used against my will anyway, so why not use what little freedom I have to see the face of one I have wanted to see."
"You're a fool if your life matters so little to you!" she bit, and hard.
"You're the fool, if you had only shown me your face then!"
"I didn't want you involved." She said darkly, "Now you are, you ruin everything I worked so hard to get."
"Why my child, did you not want him to stay?" Her mother asked.
"Mother, have you noticed the werewolves this night?"
"No, child." She answered evenly.
"I have them waiting in their village so that, 'he'" she spit out the word, "Is safe and can return to his castle, however, I'm risking the health of the werewolves for it," she faced Draco, "Leave, now!" she shouted.
Draco took her hands and looked in her eyes. "Why don't they give me the same feeling as your mother?" he asked.
Hermione pulled away, "I won't be held like that," she spit, "I'm only 'half' Darkness, so my gaze isn't as powerful."
"Hermione!!" Harry and Ron were easily heard shouting.
She stiffened. Draco smirked.
"I knew it, Hermione." He said her name in a taunt, "That's why you were so worried about me at the castle, you were afraid that I'd make this choice."
"No, idiot, I was worried about you because I 'knew' you'd make this choice." She yelled back.
The two others walked into the small clearing, and were shocked by what they saw.
"Malfoy, and?" Harry and Ron were speechless as they looked at Hermione, they knew it was her, and she was transformed.
"Hermione," they both whispered.
"Damn," she cursed, and straightened her back, regaining her grace, "Mother," she said clearly, "Me you and Draco will continue this conversation elsewhere, Potter and Weasley need to go back to the castle before anyone else comes out here tonight."
Her mother nodded, and with a wave of her hands, the three of them were gone, and Harry and Ron found themselves back in bed, no clue of what had happened in the last half an hour.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"So," Draco mused, "Here you could have sent me back, but let me stay." He walked closer.
"We were still talking." She said simply.
A musical laugh echoed around them.
"Why don't you just join with him, my child, make him one of us, heavens knows he wants it!" The lady was in the trees, looking down at the two.
Draco smirked, "How do we join?" he asked honestly, "The traditional way?"
"Gods NO!" she stepped away, "We kiss." She whispered. "Between females and males it's a kiss, for females females, or males males, it's a hug." She explained, "But you don't want this, it's not all glory."
He advanced, "Darkness is the most powerful evil in the world," he whispered, "I don't like being afraid." He said simply, taking her arms, he forced her against a tree.
"Draco, no, please, you don't know what you're doing!" she begged, moving her mouth from his, as he attempted to claim it.
He released one arm and used the hand to hold her chin as he bent in and kissed her.
It was soft, and gentle, for her. For him the darkness flooded in, light vanished from his world, it was like a bomb had gone off, he pulled away. "Wow."
She looked at him scared. "Gods," tears formed in her eyes, her half human self looking at the damage done. His hair was pitch black like hers, and his eyes, his iris, were like two black voids.
He kissed her again, and held her, "Thank you," he whispered as he pulled back again.
"Don't thank me!" she shouted.
"Child, accept it, he wanted the change, no matter how much you wanted to save him." Her mother soothed her child, now on the ground.
"Draco," she looked up at him, "Did you really want this?"
"Yes," he smiled, "I'm forever grateful."
"I thought you only wanted to see me, that seeing me would be enough!" she shouted.
"But then I realized something." He barely whispered, but their extremely sensitive ears made it easy for her to hear, "I couldn't leave you, your intoxicating, I'm drawn to you whether I want to be or not." He caressed her face, "And you're drawn to me as well, if I could be as you, I realized, then I could be with you, forever." He kneeled, and like a knight, kissed her hand. "I'm sorry I interrupted your moonly visit with your mother, but can we return to Hogwarts now?" he asked.
"No," Hermione responded sadly, "Not until the moon is below the horizon."
"Then, I guess I must stay with your mother and you," he kissed her hand again, "No loss I assure you," he stood.
Hermione looked at him like he was mad, but tears swelled him her eyes, when he pulled her in and held her, she let them fall.
Only then did she realize how lonely she was, and understand how lonely he was, and how close they truly were to each other. She held him back, "You idiot," she whispered into his chest, "You should have stayed at the castle."
"Never, and never will I regret my choice."
"Dummy." She cursed, burring her way further into his robes.
"Yes, whatever you say." He kissed her forehead, "Tell me, the rules behind this, and what to do so no one finds out."
"Firstly, you change when the moon's out since you half demon." Her mother answered. "Second, you are forever impartial to the events of life. You sit, watch and wait." She informed him. "Last, the world is your play ground, no one dares to mess with us, however, you must understand your superiority among creatures, and be careful not to show it unless it will not harm you. You young master, have a father who hosts parties for death eaters, our favorite food. You must show more caution them My Morgan."
"Morgan?" Draco asked, looked at Mione oddly, expecting an explanation.
"Yes, Mordread." She smiled, he smirked.
"I see, I will." He told the lady.
"Good, then the moon shall set soon dearest, have your friends eaten?" she asked.
Hermione nodded, "I gave them the cue before you took us away."
"Good, they'll survive the month." Her mother mused.
"Friends?" Draco inquired.
"Werewolves, I'll introduce you tomorrow, now we need to start back to the castle, when we arrive, we'll change back to normal, but it's easier to manage the halls when you have the ability to hide in the shadows so much your invisible." She informed him.
They started to walk, "How often do you come out?"
"Usually every full moon, tomorrows an exception." She informed him.
"Ah," when they were getting close to the field Hermione stopped, Draco looked over, "Whats wrong?"
"They're waiting for us," she glared at him, "You need to learn how to disappear better."
"Snape checks beds!" he defended.
"find a way, no we'll have to use the shadows on the ground until then, and regardless that's difficult." She explained, "One reason why its set up that way, come on."
Both molded into the shadows and managed their way past the teachers at the main door. Draco went down to the dungeons and Hermione to her room.
It was close, she thought, but at least this aren't as bad as they can be. She thought as the darkness left her, and sleep took her.
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AN:
I know I haven't updated this in forever, so I'm sorry. This MAY be the end, maybe not. Let me see where my musings lead me.
Review!
RelenaS
The full moon shown above the wood.
Draco walked from the castle and ran into the woods. Darkness surrounded him on this unusually bright night.
He was early, he knew he had a few day's left to wait, but something had told him, the full moon was it.
Sure he was scared because of the werewolves, but he didn't care now.
He shut his eyes and shut out the world.
'Go,' he ordered his feet, 'Go where I need to be', and he began to run.
A shadow watched over as he went deeper into the forest.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hermione stepped out of the girls dormitory an hour before her transformation, only to find Harry and Ron waiting for her.
"He's left." Harry told her, and waved the map to prove it. Hermione didn't care at that moment, she needed to go.
"Want to come Hermione? We're following him this time." Ron suggested.
"Sure." She smiled, knowing it was her only escape. When they entered the forest, she'd leave them.
If Draco was going anywhere, it was to the Werewolf village, or outside of, where they first 'encountered' each other.
"Good, come on." Harry grabbed his fathers cloak, and they started towards the opening.
"Wait, I need my cloak, it's cold." She said, they nodded, and waited.
Hermione went up to her room and quietly opened the shutters, then whistled a melody no human could hear. Praying it hit her friends.
She grabbed her cloak, and went left with Harry and Ron.
Little did they know.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Where ARE YOU!" Draco shouted.
"Here, child, you who came a months past." The voice was different then last time. It was older. "You've met my daughter, I see, a charmer I agree, but a savior I knew not of." She smiled, and showed her face.
A beautiful woman, in her thirties maybe, appeared from behind a tree, "I too await my daughter, care to join me? We can wait together." She offered her hand.
"No, I will wait here." Draco said calmly.
"Child of the light, whose hair burns light, your company hurts me, but you mean something to my child, I won't harm you for that." She informed him.
" 'Child of the light'," Draco mused, "Tell that to someone like Potter, I've lived in darkness my life, none that you know, but dark enough." Draco knew what he was looking at, he knew what the woman in front of him was. Darkness, a demon that even his father's master feared.
Graceful creatures that feed off misery and uncertainty. Dementors, they say, are the muggles of Darkness. Darknesses were not only powerful, but those who love darkness, like death eaters, they kill on sight. Their killing methods being far more advanced then a simple Avada Kadarva.
"Your daughter you say? She let me live a moon back." Draco said softly, "Tell me, can I meet her?"
"That's not my decision child." She looked at him, and Draco felt a cold shiver fall down his spine. It was worse then a dementor, her eyes. "I'll wait with you however, save her time when she has already been delayed, by you again." She breathed a laugh, and closed her eyes, redirecting them to the moon, "I'm sorry if I un-nerved you, my eyes do that."
"No, it's alright, I just wasn't prepared." He leaned against the tree nearest him.
"You know, I'm safe here, but this 'is' werewolf hunting ground." She informed him.
"It matters not." He said simply making the demon glace at him oddly again, her concentration was broken by something, she looked into the forest.
"My child comes, with two in her presence. On who was touched by true darkness yet lived to tell, and one who shines with betrayal and the sin of needing to prove. Know either?" she asked, truly wondering.
Draco shut his eyes, shines with betrayal with the need to prove? That was a lot of people, but who would be deciphered by that?
Then it hit him, Ronald Weasley. His family's third born betrayed the family, and he feels it a lot, being the youngest boy, he feels that he always needs to prove himself. That means that the other must be Potter, since they never leave each others company.
But then the third.. her child.. it couldn't be..
"Harry Potter, and Ronald Weasley." He answered, might as well.
"I see, Mr. Potter is legend among my people as he is yours. The only decent wizard we believe."
Draco nodded, he expected it.
"She's left their company, good, she'll transform soon." The lady stated, maybe to Draco, but also, maybe to the night.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Hermione, are we going the right way?" Harry asked air, for Hermione was no longer there.
"Hermione?" Ron asked scared.
There was no answer.
"Hermione!!" the shout echoed through out the forest.
"Forgive me." A shadow whispered, then left.
She needed to get to Draco soon, if she knew her mother, she had been talking to him.
That is bad.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~
"Wolves, my friends." She landed by the entrance to their village. Draco was down a bit, closer to the castle. An old wolf and a silver wolf, both werewolves, padded up to her, she kneeled and petted them. "Thank you for delaying your hunt tonight, I'm almost done here, I appreciate what you've sacrificed for me."
She kissed their heads between the ears.
The old one was the elder in the village, and the silver, her friend, her friend that has saved her life as many times as she saved hers.
Werewolves didn't bite, or dare attack darkness.
"I best be off do you can hunt sooner." She stop and flipped back into the trees.
'please mother, don't seduce him!' she thought hard.
When she landed in the small opening in the trees, she saw Draco leaning against an oak, and her mother against an ash.
It was truly amazing in this forest.
"Mother," she greeted, kneeling deeply.
"Rise child," she cooed, "Introduce me to your friend." She asked hopefully.
"Certainly." Hermione rose from the ground.
Draco stepped away from the tree. She looked exactly like Granger, but was nothing like Granger. She was beautiful, and moon lit her up like a candle.
"Mother," she began, "This is Draco Malfoy, a stupid boy who refused my warnings, and returned to the forest. His father is a death eater, Luscious Malfoy."
"He seems taken with you my child." Her mother said with something in her words.
"He was obsessed with not knowing something, human curiosity took over from there." She said coldly, "Any decent creature knows to heed the words of warning, apparently, not humans."
"No, I knew of the danger." Draco said evenly, "I just didn't care. My life isn't worth much, I would have been used against my will anyway, so why not use what little freedom I have to see the face of one I have wanted to see."
"You're a fool if your life matters so little to you!" she bit, and hard.
"You're the fool, if you had only shown me your face then!"
"I didn't want you involved." She said darkly, "Now you are, you ruin everything I worked so hard to get."
"Why my child, did you not want him to stay?" Her mother asked.
"Mother, have you noticed the werewolves this night?"
"No, child." She answered evenly.
"I have them waiting in their village so that, 'he'" she spit out the word, "Is safe and can return to his castle, however, I'm risking the health of the werewolves for it," she faced Draco, "Leave, now!" she shouted.
Draco took her hands and looked in her eyes. "Why don't they give me the same feeling as your mother?" he asked.
Hermione pulled away, "I won't be held like that," she spit, "I'm only 'half' Darkness, so my gaze isn't as powerful."
"Hermione!!" Harry and Ron were easily heard shouting.
She stiffened. Draco smirked.
"I knew it, Hermione." He said her name in a taunt, "That's why you were so worried about me at the castle, you were afraid that I'd make this choice."
"No, idiot, I was worried about you because I 'knew' you'd make this choice." She yelled back.
The two others walked into the small clearing, and were shocked by what they saw.
"Malfoy, and?" Harry and Ron were speechless as they looked at Hermione, they knew it was her, and she was transformed.
"Hermione," they both whispered.
"Damn," she cursed, and straightened her back, regaining her grace, "Mother," she said clearly, "Me you and Draco will continue this conversation elsewhere, Potter and Weasley need to go back to the castle before anyone else comes out here tonight."
Her mother nodded, and with a wave of her hands, the three of them were gone, and Harry and Ron found themselves back in bed, no clue of what had happened in the last half an hour.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"So," Draco mused, "Here you could have sent me back, but let me stay." He walked closer.
"We were still talking." She said simply.
A musical laugh echoed around them.
"Why don't you just join with him, my child, make him one of us, heavens knows he wants it!" The lady was in the trees, looking down at the two.
Draco smirked, "How do we join?" he asked honestly, "The traditional way?"
"Gods NO!" she stepped away, "We kiss." She whispered. "Between females and males it's a kiss, for females females, or males males, it's a hug." She explained, "But you don't want this, it's not all glory."
He advanced, "Darkness is the most powerful evil in the world," he whispered, "I don't like being afraid." He said simply, taking her arms, he forced her against a tree.
"Draco, no, please, you don't know what you're doing!" she begged, moving her mouth from his, as he attempted to claim it.
He released one arm and used the hand to hold her chin as he bent in and kissed her.
It was soft, and gentle, for her. For him the darkness flooded in, light vanished from his world, it was like a bomb had gone off, he pulled away. "Wow."
She looked at him scared. "Gods," tears formed in her eyes, her half human self looking at the damage done. His hair was pitch black like hers, and his eyes, his iris, were like two black voids.
He kissed her again, and held her, "Thank you," he whispered as he pulled back again.
"Don't thank me!" she shouted.
"Child, accept it, he wanted the change, no matter how much you wanted to save him." Her mother soothed her child, now on the ground.
"Draco," she looked up at him, "Did you really want this?"
"Yes," he smiled, "I'm forever grateful."
"I thought you only wanted to see me, that seeing me would be enough!" she shouted.
"But then I realized something." He barely whispered, but their extremely sensitive ears made it easy for her to hear, "I couldn't leave you, your intoxicating, I'm drawn to you whether I want to be or not." He caressed her face, "And you're drawn to me as well, if I could be as you, I realized, then I could be with you, forever." He kneeled, and like a knight, kissed her hand. "I'm sorry I interrupted your moonly visit with your mother, but can we return to Hogwarts now?" he asked.
"No," Hermione responded sadly, "Not until the moon is below the horizon."
"Then, I guess I must stay with your mother and you," he kissed her hand again, "No loss I assure you," he stood.
Hermione looked at him like he was mad, but tears swelled him her eyes, when he pulled her in and held her, she let them fall.
Only then did she realize how lonely she was, and understand how lonely he was, and how close they truly were to each other. She held him back, "You idiot," she whispered into his chest, "You should have stayed at the castle."
"Never, and never will I regret my choice."
"Dummy." She cursed, burring her way further into his robes.
"Yes, whatever you say." He kissed her forehead, "Tell me, the rules behind this, and what to do so no one finds out."
"Firstly, you change when the moon's out since you half demon." Her mother answered. "Second, you are forever impartial to the events of life. You sit, watch and wait." She informed him. "Last, the world is your play ground, no one dares to mess with us, however, you must understand your superiority among creatures, and be careful not to show it unless it will not harm you. You young master, have a father who hosts parties for death eaters, our favorite food. You must show more caution them My Morgan."
"Morgan?" Draco asked, looked at Mione oddly, expecting an explanation.
"Yes, Mordread." She smiled, he smirked.
"I see, I will." He told the lady.
"Good, then the moon shall set soon dearest, have your friends eaten?" she asked.
Hermione nodded, "I gave them the cue before you took us away."
"Good, they'll survive the month." Her mother mused.
"Friends?" Draco inquired.
"Werewolves, I'll introduce you tomorrow, now we need to start back to the castle, when we arrive, we'll change back to normal, but it's easier to manage the halls when you have the ability to hide in the shadows so much your invisible." She informed him.
They started to walk, "How often do you come out?"
"Usually every full moon, tomorrows an exception." She informed him.
"Ah," when they were getting close to the field Hermione stopped, Draco looked over, "Whats wrong?"
"They're waiting for us," she glared at him, "You need to learn how to disappear better."
"Snape checks beds!" he defended.
"find a way, no we'll have to use the shadows on the ground until then, and regardless that's difficult." She explained, "One reason why its set up that way, come on."
Both molded into the shadows and managed their way past the teachers at the main door. Draco went down to the dungeons and Hermione to her room.
It was close, she thought, but at least this aren't as bad as they can be. She thought as the darkness left her, and sleep took her.
*~*~*~*~*~*
AN:
I know I haven't updated this in forever, so I'm sorry. This MAY be the end, maybe not. Let me see where my musings lead me.
Review!
RelenaS