Ok, back FINALLY. I don't have school today (thank you water main break!)
and felt like writing.
Makalani Astral: Thank SO much. I hate it when I see things like that in other stories and I am very ashamed to see them in mine. It was changed immediately and if you find anything else please don't hesitate in telling me! Thank you for reviewing!
Aurora Grimm: yes, I know Snape's a little OOC, but I love him anyway. This is the way I pictured him when I read the books (I tend to ignore things written by the author if I don't want them to be them. For instance, until the movies came out I refused to believe that Malfoy was not a brunette, although it is stated throughout the entire HP series that he has EXTREMELY light blonde hair. Go figure). Thank you!
PrincessJCWR: Yeah, I hate that too so that's why I write. Although I still do things like making characters way too OOC just from reading bad fanfics. Still my fault though. Thanks for reviewing and I'm glad you enjoyed it!
Hirilnara: ok, I think I spelled your name right. (I always have to go back and check 'cuz I think it's wrong!) Oh, the crazy comment: came from nowhere. Well, it actually was more of an accumulative thing, but. . . You don't have to kiss his butt everywhere! I don't think he reads this. *tries picturing his description of himself (long black matrix-style coat elf) reading a HP romance fic but ends up on floor laughing* Just kidding, he is great. We love him and all of his pancakey goodness! Moral of extremely long response: Everyone (excluding myself) should update A LOT.
Ardent Entity: thank you! And yes, I know my chapters are short, but I cant help it! I'm way too much of a sporadic person to continue with a long chapter. But if I keep writing short chapters I guess I'll have to update more often. I don't know if I can do that. So I'll TRY making it a bit longer. Not promising anything though.
Taintless: *sigh* I wish I were in Hermione's "predicament." But, I relate to her the most, so that's probably why I like D/Hr so much. Think about it: a bookworm girl *cough*me*cough* and a hot guy she normally would have no chance with. Plus, Draco just rocks, he's so freaking sadistic! Yum.
Oh, also, I think I'll stop doing the different POV thing. I think that since their lives have come together it'll just be one, but I'll still show what each of them are thinking. I'm also quite lazy and writing my story twice is getting annoying.
Chapter 6
Hermione made her way up to the infirmary. She had spent the whole day ignoring Harry and Ron, which could actually be quite tiring.
She entered the blindingly white room and headed straight to Madame Pomfrey's office, purposely averting her gaze from all of the sick beds, instead focusing on the door straight ahead. She knocked once before the door was yanked opened by a frazzled-looking nurse. It was Madame Pomfrey.
Hermione was caught completely off guard and didn't have a clue what to say. So instead, "eek! I mean, ummmmm. . .Professor. . .uhh. . .Snape. . ." came out.
Without a word, the over-stressed women grabbed Hermione by the arm, harder than intended, and pulled her over to the left side of the room and yanked back the curtain. There was a person lying on the bed, completely covered in bandages, stained red in some places.
Hermione gasped sharply. That couldn't possibly be Draco, could it?
Madame Pomfrey quickly pulled Hermione from the bed, closed the curtains, and said, "Sorry. Wrong one."
"What happened to them?" Hermione questioned tentatively.
"An unfortunate encounter with a blast-ended skrewt. That Hagrid released them in to the forest, thinking he was letting the beasts have freedom. But they ended back on school grounds. The horrible creatures have attacked several students thus far, and still they have free reign!" She said huffily, followed by an inaudible mumble. "Here. This is the right one," and pulled back the curtains.
Draco lay in the bed.
"Now, your job, Miss Granger, is to make sure he is taken care of. There are too many students that require care, so you will also be helping me make and apply burn salve. You start now." She turned, closed the curtains behind her and Hermione heard her retreating footsteps.
Hermione was completely lost. She had no idea what to do and it was obvious that Madame Pomfrey was much too busy to be of any more help. So she sat down on the chair next to the bed.
She looked at the boy lying there. All this was entirely his fault. If it weren't for him, she would be working on her Arithmacy homework. *But maybe it's not entirely his fault* she thought. *Ron and Harry really did do a lot as well. And I guess this really isn't too bad. I can always do my homework here, it's pretty quiet. At least he's not awake.*
With a sigh, she pulled some books out of her bag, trying to do so quietly. He really did look peaceful when he was asleep.
Around 9:30 Madame Pomfrey told Hermione that she could leave. Hermione gathered her things, and with one last look at Draco, exited the infirmary.
She traveled the halls without much attention, her feet knew the way. When she reached the portrait of the fat lady she gave the password, ("Cherry pie,") and walked in. Ron and Harry were waiting for her. They tried stopping her, apologizing the whole time, but she passed them without a word. They came to the conclusion that she was still very upset.
Hermione climbed the stairs to the room she shared with Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil. She collapsed on her bed and fell into a troubled sleep.
[Hermione's dream]
She was walking down the halls of Hogwarts. She saw Harry and Ron at the end of the hall and waved. They just stood there. She called out their names. No response. She started running towards them, but she never seemed to get any closer. When she paused to catch her breath she heard someone start laughing. Two green flashes came out of no where, one after the other, and as she looked on her two friends fell limp to the ground. Standing over them was a dark figure.
"No." She said, and started to run again, getting closer to the scene this time.
"NOOOO!" She approached where her two friends lay, and screamed. She fell down, grabbed Harry's, then Ron's wrist, and started sobbing. There was no pulse.
The laughter started again and she looked up. Leaning against the wall was Lucius Malfoy with a mad smile spread across his face.
Some one was shaking her shoulders, and she felt as if she were being pulled.
"Hermione?"
"Hermione!?"
"NOOOOOO!"
[end dream]
Hermione sat up with a start.
Makalani Astral: Thank SO much. I hate it when I see things like that in other stories and I am very ashamed to see them in mine. It was changed immediately and if you find anything else please don't hesitate in telling me! Thank you for reviewing!
Aurora Grimm: yes, I know Snape's a little OOC, but I love him anyway. This is the way I pictured him when I read the books (I tend to ignore things written by the author if I don't want them to be them. For instance, until the movies came out I refused to believe that Malfoy was not a brunette, although it is stated throughout the entire HP series that he has EXTREMELY light blonde hair. Go figure). Thank you!
PrincessJCWR: Yeah, I hate that too so that's why I write. Although I still do things like making characters way too OOC just from reading bad fanfics. Still my fault though. Thanks for reviewing and I'm glad you enjoyed it!
Hirilnara: ok, I think I spelled your name right. (I always have to go back and check 'cuz I think it's wrong!) Oh, the crazy comment: came from nowhere. Well, it actually was more of an accumulative thing, but. . . You don't have to kiss his butt everywhere! I don't think he reads this. *tries picturing his description of himself (long black matrix-style coat elf) reading a HP romance fic but ends up on floor laughing* Just kidding, he is great. We love him and all of his pancakey goodness! Moral of extremely long response: Everyone (excluding myself) should update A LOT.
Ardent Entity: thank you! And yes, I know my chapters are short, but I cant help it! I'm way too much of a sporadic person to continue with a long chapter. But if I keep writing short chapters I guess I'll have to update more often. I don't know if I can do that. So I'll TRY making it a bit longer. Not promising anything though.
Taintless: *sigh* I wish I were in Hermione's "predicament." But, I relate to her the most, so that's probably why I like D/Hr so much. Think about it: a bookworm girl *cough*me*cough* and a hot guy she normally would have no chance with. Plus, Draco just rocks, he's so freaking sadistic! Yum.
Oh, also, I think I'll stop doing the different POV thing. I think that since their lives have come together it'll just be one, but I'll still show what each of them are thinking. I'm also quite lazy and writing my story twice is getting annoying.
Chapter 6
Hermione made her way up to the infirmary. She had spent the whole day ignoring Harry and Ron, which could actually be quite tiring.
She entered the blindingly white room and headed straight to Madame Pomfrey's office, purposely averting her gaze from all of the sick beds, instead focusing on the door straight ahead. She knocked once before the door was yanked opened by a frazzled-looking nurse. It was Madame Pomfrey.
Hermione was caught completely off guard and didn't have a clue what to say. So instead, "eek! I mean, ummmmm. . .Professor. . .uhh. . .Snape. . ." came out.
Without a word, the over-stressed women grabbed Hermione by the arm, harder than intended, and pulled her over to the left side of the room and yanked back the curtain. There was a person lying on the bed, completely covered in bandages, stained red in some places.
Hermione gasped sharply. That couldn't possibly be Draco, could it?
Madame Pomfrey quickly pulled Hermione from the bed, closed the curtains, and said, "Sorry. Wrong one."
"What happened to them?" Hermione questioned tentatively.
"An unfortunate encounter with a blast-ended skrewt. That Hagrid released them in to the forest, thinking he was letting the beasts have freedom. But they ended back on school grounds. The horrible creatures have attacked several students thus far, and still they have free reign!" She said huffily, followed by an inaudible mumble. "Here. This is the right one," and pulled back the curtains.
Draco lay in the bed.
"Now, your job, Miss Granger, is to make sure he is taken care of. There are too many students that require care, so you will also be helping me make and apply burn salve. You start now." She turned, closed the curtains behind her and Hermione heard her retreating footsteps.
Hermione was completely lost. She had no idea what to do and it was obvious that Madame Pomfrey was much too busy to be of any more help. So she sat down on the chair next to the bed.
She looked at the boy lying there. All this was entirely his fault. If it weren't for him, she would be working on her Arithmacy homework. *But maybe it's not entirely his fault* she thought. *Ron and Harry really did do a lot as well. And I guess this really isn't too bad. I can always do my homework here, it's pretty quiet. At least he's not awake.*
With a sigh, she pulled some books out of her bag, trying to do so quietly. He really did look peaceful when he was asleep.
Around 9:30 Madame Pomfrey told Hermione that she could leave. Hermione gathered her things, and with one last look at Draco, exited the infirmary.
She traveled the halls without much attention, her feet knew the way. When she reached the portrait of the fat lady she gave the password, ("Cherry pie,") and walked in. Ron and Harry were waiting for her. They tried stopping her, apologizing the whole time, but she passed them without a word. They came to the conclusion that she was still very upset.
Hermione climbed the stairs to the room she shared with Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil. She collapsed on her bed and fell into a troubled sleep.
[Hermione's dream]
She was walking down the halls of Hogwarts. She saw Harry and Ron at the end of the hall and waved. They just stood there. She called out their names. No response. She started running towards them, but she never seemed to get any closer. When she paused to catch her breath she heard someone start laughing. Two green flashes came out of no where, one after the other, and as she looked on her two friends fell limp to the ground. Standing over them was a dark figure.
"No." She said, and started to run again, getting closer to the scene this time.
"NOOOO!" She approached where her two friends lay, and screamed. She fell down, grabbed Harry's, then Ron's wrist, and started sobbing. There was no pulse.
The laughter started again and she looked up. Leaning against the wall was Lucius Malfoy with a mad smile spread across his face.
Some one was shaking her shoulders, and she felt as if she were being pulled.
"Hermione?"
"Hermione!?"
"NOOOOOO!"
[end dream]
Hermione sat up with a start.
