A/N: Every time I plan on writing a chapter something happens! Like this time I got the stomach flu… stupid pancakes.
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~*~Draco~*~
I woke up to an unusually strong grip on my wrist and shuffling in my bed. I was hesitant to open my eyes, fearing I would see Parkinson trying to rape me, or something along those lines. Despite my fear my eyes open only to be faced with Granger. Well at least it's better than Pansy. She stared at me for a moment. Obviously she didn't expect me to wake up during her little 'escapade.' Her face looked pained and I could tell she was trying to make herself get off of me.
"What are you doing," I asked her with a scowl on my face. She didn't reply. "Get off of me, you filth!"
It was then I saw those freaky eyes through my open door. They were lurking in the common room and narrowed when I stated my last fact. I looked back to Granger and she too had the red glint. I didn't say anything else for fear that both her and whatever was in the common room would decide to go on a mass massacre throughout Hogwarts. It was then that Granger brought her face to my arm and forcefully bit into it, drawing blood. Now I know that if anyone else were in this position they would've done exactly what I did: Push Granger off the bed. She landed on her back, bringing my arm down with her and forcing me to turn on my side. She looked up at me, her eyes wide as she dropped my arm to the floor.
"I'm sorry, Malfoy!" She got up and backed away from me. "I don't know what happened!"
"Not so fast, Granger," she stopped. I love having authority. "Weasel may accept that but I won't. Get over here and explain."
"I did already. I told you that I don't know what happened." I sighed, got up and dragged her over to my bed.
"Don't care. I need to talk to you about this, anyway."
"OK… what did you need to say?" Her look was skeptical, obviously she didn't trust me.
"Look, you need to tell me what you know about what happened over the summer."
"No! I don't need to tell you anything. It's none of your business."
"Stop being difficult! This is the second time that you have tried to hack somebody's arm off with your teeth!"
She glanced at my arm, which was still bleeding. "I don't remember much. Just that something attacked me and… well. That's it."
"Well that helps."
"Really?" She seemed to have missed my sarcasm.
"No." It was silent for a moment. "You know that thing is following you, right?"
"No. I thought it just happened to be wherever I am," she replied sarcastically while throwing her hands in the air.
"You know today in Defense Against the Dark Arts… when you kind of spazzed?"
"I don't really remember that class. Why?"
"Well that thing… whatever it is… It kind of possessed you I guess you could say. It told me to watch you or you won't survive."
"Why would it want you to watch me?"
"Maybe it's a woman and it just wants an excuse to see me in all my sexiness."
"I'm just gonna leave now." She said as she moved towards my door.
"Remember, Granger, I'm working on this. I will figure out what happened!"
Some may wonder why I care so much about Granger. Well anyone that thinks that is truly, truly stupid. If you think about it, it really does make sense. I mean, that thing wants me to watch Granger. When I ignore the warning Granger comes and tries to chop my arm off as some kind of religious sacrifice. Ok, I made that last part up. But still, that was only within a few hours. Just think of all the damage she'll cause to me in a few days…
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~*~Hermione~*~
The next morning at breakfast Harry and Ron sat across from me. Harry looked a little irritated and Ron just looked downright nervous. There was an awkward silence for a minute or two. Finally, Harry got mad and nudged Ron in the ribs.
"Ron has something to say, don't you?" Harry spoke through clenched teeth. The must've been arguing about it earlier.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you, Hermione," he said with his head bowed.
"And?" Harry said
"And I should've accepted your apology."
"And?"
"And I'm sorry for being an arse."
"And?"
"Uh… that's it," Ron finished with a sheepish grin.
Harry, who seemed satisfied, turned and talked to Ginny. He obviously wanted to give us some 'alone' time.
"Apology accepted, Ron," I gave him my best heart-felt smile, which he gladly returned.
"Hey, Hermione?"
"Yes, Ron?"
"Well… me and Harry…"
"Harry and I," I corrected automatically.
"Right. Harry and I were having trouble on that potions essay that Snape gave out. Do you think it would be too much trouble if you could lend us yours? It's due first thing after breakfast."
I could practically feel the steam come out of my ears. "Sure, Ron. Would you like me to do all of your homework while I'm at it?"
"That would be great! Oi, Harry! Hermione's offered to do our other homework, too! Now I don't have to ask. Isn't that great?"
I didn't say anything, just got up and walked out of the Great Hall without breakfast… again. I felt my eyes change again. Weird thing about that. As time goes on I become more aware of my eyes and what I do while I 'sleepwalk.' But how can they do that to me? I was always good to them! Now they go and use me like some kind of walking reference book? What's wrong with them?
I was muttering to myself and pacing in front of the potions room, which was my first class. Eventually, I got tired of pacing and just sat with my back facing the wall. I saw the eyes emerge from a dark corner down the hall. I guess who ever they belonged to could tell I was upset, because they seemed hesitant.
"Aren't you ever going to say anything to me?" I asked it, not really expecting it to do anything. The eyes widened for a moment then they shook from side to side, indicating that the creature behind them shook its head.
"Well then what's the point… in following me?" No response this time. "Hmm… You saw what happened with Harry and Ron, didn't you." It nodded. "That was wrong, wasn't it? Sometimes I wish that I could just get revenge for all the times they took me for granted…" The eyes widened a bit and I could just sense a smirk on the face of my stalker. "You aren't going to do anything, are you?" my voice was a little panicked. The eyes bunched up in the result of a smile that I could not see and they disappeared into the darkness. "Why did I even bother?" (A/N: I was gonna end it here before I decided that this chapter was short and kind of boring. So hear is a bonus… thing…to go along with it!)
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~*~Neville~*~
I walked down the corridor in search of Trevor. I was trying to feed him but when I opened his cage he ran away from me. Not to mention it was the middle of the night. With my luck a Slytherin would catch me out after hours and bring me to Snape. He was horrible today in potions. Not as bad as usual, though. He kept yelling at Hermione because she would wonder off and stop copying notes from the board. She did seem quite out of it. Snape just made it worse.
Gran always told me to feed Trevor right after I ate dinner. I should start to listen to her more. If I did then maybe someone could've helped me find him. Why is it always me? Wait a minute… someone is up ahead. I'm going to be in trouble for sure now. There are now extensions in this corridor so I can only go straight. Wait… I think that's Hermione. It IS Hermione. I'm saved.
"Hermione," I called out to her, quietly at first. "It's me, Neville!"
She looked up at me, her eyes changing color. She let out a short growl and began walking briskly toward me.
"Hermione? What are you doing?" I began to back away from her. Her paces quickened and she was now only about ten feet away. The moonlight streaming through the windows gave me a clear view of her face, which had a look of hunger. I turned and ran the opposite way. I don't look it, but I am actually a fast runner. I got well a head of her an turned down to the Slytherin dungeons. She was just as fast as me but after a while I began to get tired. My feet pounded against the hard marble as I began to slow down. I took a glance behind me.
Hermione wasn't even beginning to get tired. She just ran until she knocked me down. We were a few feet away from the Slytherin common room, which was better than nothing. Maybe if I screamed loud enough someone would hear me. Hermione grabbed my arm and bit down on the vein in my elbow as hard as she could. Her eyes poured into mine as I screamed, not expecting anyone to save me. It's just my luck. She was forcing the blood out of my arm and I was beginning to shake. I tried to push her away but she just pinned my other arm to the floor. I was screaming louder than I ever had in my life, and it seemed to bother her the most. Just as I was giving up I saw the Slytherin portrait open and someone's head pop into the hallway. My vision was blurring and all I remember before I passed out was Hermione getting up and running back the way she came as several stunning spells attempted to hit her.
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V/N: I'm changing it from Author's Note to Vanessa's note. A/n is over-rated. I don't know how long it'll take to update. You know… the more reviews I get the more motivation I have. It works that way….
Sarah: You're welcome! It's so good to know that people like my story. If you weren't confused then there would be no suspense and good plot. My writing is awesome? Hooray for me!
YellOwcardrOck: You should find out what happened soon. There are small hints of what's happening in every chapter… I don't think anyone noticed…
Paprika90: Well at least now I know that you won't go and kill yourself because of the suspense. Lol. I'll try and have the next chapter up soon… so don't worry. You won't have to suffer too long haha, j/k.
XoKiera: Thanks. And at least I had the desired affect. If the story had no confusion than it would be really BORING! Don't you agree?
