Chapter Five: Rule Four- Never Take the Enemy To Your HOUSE!
"Five more minutes mum, I promise to get up then." Hermione mumbled turning over away from the person who was shaking her awake.
"Sorry Hermione love but we have a train to catch." Draco whispered into her ear gently shaking her again.
"No use trying to wake her up." Came a slightly Irish accented voice from be hind him. "She's not an easy one to get up. She smacked me accidentally last time I tried waking her." Draco turned and watched Kristen as she walked forward rubbing her cheek recalling the memory. Draco sighed and leaned away from Hermione who was slipping back into her deep sleep.
"Then what do you suppose I do?"
"I'll get her dressed and you can carry her down to the station. She's probably back in her cocoon of deep sleep." Kristen said moving to her dresser and probing through picking out cloths. Draco nodded and left grabbing Hermione's duffle that was placed by the door. As soon as the door closed Kristen looked over at Hermione and sighed.
"If only you weren't so oblivious to how much Draco likes you. You can be really dense sometimes but I love you anyway. In a non-gay way that is." Kristen said tossing the cloths onto the bed the sitting Hermione up into the sitting position before starting to dress her.
Draco waited in the common room staring at the smoldering fire. He felt on edge. He wasn't sure he should be taking Hermione to his home. Not after what his father did to her. Kristen came into the common room with an asleep Hermione floating behind her. Draco stood and walked over to her. He picked her up and held her as well as his and her duffle bag.
"Want any help?" Kristen asked opening the door for him. Draco shook his head and started walking down the hallway. He placed her down gently as he boarded the train and sat down across from her watching her sleep. It seemed to be an eternity before she woke and looked around at her surroundings. She looked down at the cloths she was wearing and sighed. 'Damn you Kristen, I hate it when you do that.' She thought taking in her black sweat pants and sort sleeved P.O.D. band shirt. She was dressed to fight and Draco knew it. She sighed again and stared out the window watching the scenery flash by them.
"Nervous?" She jumped at Draco's voice since it had been very quiet since she woke.
"Yeah, I haven't seen him since he....." She trailed off and Draco understood. This was a very sensitive subject and Draco knew better then to even touch the matter lightly or say anything that may refer to it in some time. Draco watched her as she took in a shaky breath and stared back at him.
"It'll be alright, I'll be there you're not going through it alone you know." Draco said trying to be comforting by moving over to sit next to her putting an arm around her and pulling her tightly to him. She wouldn't speak and he understood why, he had done the same thing so many times before. Hermione was trying to be strong and over power her emotions. It wasn't working though, her throat felt tight from the lump that she was holding back and tears prickled behind her eyes.
"I know," She whispered "I just don't want to loose you." They stayed silent before Hermione stood and made her way to the bathroom. Draco watched her go, when the door closed he took out his CD player that he had bought a week or two ago and pressed play. The music of Hermione's band Resurrected pounded into his ears of his favorite song on their CD Bloody pulp from their new CD. The introduction ended and Hermione's voice came out in an almost whisper/sung voice.
I see the way you look at me as you stare down
At my body, (my bloody body)
Cruelly smiling at your handy work
You hear me scream and you laugh at me
'Cause I'm lying here a bloody pulp
Damaged deranged and scared most all
I don't want to look up at you no more!
It's hard to move every limb on fire
My screams just make you go on harder
I don't know how I got this way
But I don't want to know how it'll end
'Cause I'm lying here a bloody pulp
damaged deranged and scared most all
I don't want to look up at you no more!
It hurts it burns me.
I can't decide if I will retreat or if I'll die!
Every limb is on fire!
I can't more or feel anything
'Cause I'm numb to you!
I can't feel this anymore.
Draco was mouthing the words silently to himself as Hermione entered and he knew which song he was listening to and smiled and he nodded his head along to the music. It was nice to know that he was enjoying it. She sighed and pulled out her own CD player pressing play and allowing the music to blast through her mind letting her relax.
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The Malfoy limo pulled up in front of the huge mansion that went by the name of Malfoy Manor. Draco opened the door first and helped Hermione out as she stared fixatedly at the house. She started to move foreword from almost tripped since she hadn't looked away from the house since she locked her eyes on it. Draco caught her and watched her strangely.
"Are you all right Hermione?" He whispered as she snapped her gaze away.
"I'm fine don't worry about me." She said quietly starting to reach to open the trunk.
"It's ok," Draco said stopping her hand. "He'll get them and bring them up to our rooms." She nodded and followed him up the stairs and to the door. He glanced over at her before opening the door letting her in first.
"Father! I'm here!" Draco yelled into th grand house, his voice echoing throughout the house.
"Just like I remember it." Hermione whispered her eyes wandering around the entrance hall.
"I'm in here boy." Lucius Malfoy's voice came from a door to their left. Draco moved to the door first.
"I'll talk to him first then u can come in when ever you're ready to." He whispered before walking in leaving the door slightly ajar. She listened at the door being careful not to be seen.
"So, have you found anyone you want to marry? Do you have a girl friend? Is she a pure blood? Does she come from a good family?" Mr. Malfoy started as soon as Draco entered the room.
"No, father, I don't have a girl friend. And there in no one in the school that interests me."
"What about the Parkinson girl?"
"Are you trying to kill me?"
"Don't get smart with me boy."
"I'm sorry father."
"You have to be married by the time you graduate, or the dark lord will never make you his heir."
"You know, father, there is some one who interests me."
"Who?"
"Miss Hermione Granger."
"Did someone say my name?" Hermione asked entering the room walking almost like a predator stalking its prey.
"Why is she here?" Mr. Malfoy asked sharply looking nervous.
"What? Afraid of me? Have you forgotten what you did to me? Even is still alive, and I have that memory very clear in my mind. Not the actual feel of it but I still have the memory." Hermione snapped moving closer to Lucius with a deadly glint in her eyes.
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A/N: oooo cliffy! Haha. I know it's short but I'll make the next one longer I promise I'm just really out of ideas 4 this story at the moment.
"Five more minutes mum, I promise to get up then." Hermione mumbled turning over away from the person who was shaking her awake.
"Sorry Hermione love but we have a train to catch." Draco whispered into her ear gently shaking her again.
"No use trying to wake her up." Came a slightly Irish accented voice from be hind him. "She's not an easy one to get up. She smacked me accidentally last time I tried waking her." Draco turned and watched Kristen as she walked forward rubbing her cheek recalling the memory. Draco sighed and leaned away from Hermione who was slipping back into her deep sleep.
"Then what do you suppose I do?"
"I'll get her dressed and you can carry her down to the station. She's probably back in her cocoon of deep sleep." Kristen said moving to her dresser and probing through picking out cloths. Draco nodded and left grabbing Hermione's duffle that was placed by the door. As soon as the door closed Kristen looked over at Hermione and sighed.
"If only you weren't so oblivious to how much Draco likes you. You can be really dense sometimes but I love you anyway. In a non-gay way that is." Kristen said tossing the cloths onto the bed the sitting Hermione up into the sitting position before starting to dress her.
Draco waited in the common room staring at the smoldering fire. He felt on edge. He wasn't sure he should be taking Hermione to his home. Not after what his father did to her. Kristen came into the common room with an asleep Hermione floating behind her. Draco stood and walked over to her. He picked her up and held her as well as his and her duffle bag.
"Want any help?" Kristen asked opening the door for him. Draco shook his head and started walking down the hallway. He placed her down gently as he boarded the train and sat down across from her watching her sleep. It seemed to be an eternity before she woke and looked around at her surroundings. She looked down at the cloths she was wearing and sighed. 'Damn you Kristen, I hate it when you do that.' She thought taking in her black sweat pants and sort sleeved P.O.D. band shirt. She was dressed to fight and Draco knew it. She sighed again and stared out the window watching the scenery flash by them.
"Nervous?" She jumped at Draco's voice since it had been very quiet since she woke.
"Yeah, I haven't seen him since he....." She trailed off and Draco understood. This was a very sensitive subject and Draco knew better then to even touch the matter lightly or say anything that may refer to it in some time. Draco watched her as she took in a shaky breath and stared back at him.
"It'll be alright, I'll be there you're not going through it alone you know." Draco said trying to be comforting by moving over to sit next to her putting an arm around her and pulling her tightly to him. She wouldn't speak and he understood why, he had done the same thing so many times before. Hermione was trying to be strong and over power her emotions. It wasn't working though, her throat felt tight from the lump that she was holding back and tears prickled behind her eyes.
"I know," She whispered "I just don't want to loose you." They stayed silent before Hermione stood and made her way to the bathroom. Draco watched her go, when the door closed he took out his CD player that he had bought a week or two ago and pressed play. The music of Hermione's band Resurrected pounded into his ears of his favorite song on their CD Bloody pulp from their new CD. The introduction ended and Hermione's voice came out in an almost whisper/sung voice.
I see the way you look at me as you stare down
At my body, (my bloody body)
Cruelly smiling at your handy work
You hear me scream and you laugh at me
'Cause I'm lying here a bloody pulp
Damaged deranged and scared most all
I don't want to look up at you no more!
It's hard to move every limb on fire
My screams just make you go on harder
I don't know how I got this way
But I don't want to know how it'll end
'Cause I'm lying here a bloody pulp
damaged deranged and scared most all
I don't want to look up at you no more!
It hurts it burns me.
I can't decide if I will retreat or if I'll die!
Every limb is on fire!
I can't more or feel anything
'Cause I'm numb to you!
I can't feel this anymore.
Draco was mouthing the words silently to himself as Hermione entered and he knew which song he was listening to and smiled and he nodded his head along to the music. It was nice to know that he was enjoying it. She sighed and pulled out her own CD player pressing play and allowing the music to blast through her mind letting her relax.
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The Malfoy limo pulled up in front of the huge mansion that went by the name of Malfoy Manor. Draco opened the door first and helped Hermione out as she stared fixatedly at the house. She started to move foreword from almost tripped since she hadn't looked away from the house since she locked her eyes on it. Draco caught her and watched her strangely.
"Are you all right Hermione?" He whispered as she snapped her gaze away.
"I'm fine don't worry about me." She said quietly starting to reach to open the trunk.
"It's ok," Draco said stopping her hand. "He'll get them and bring them up to our rooms." She nodded and followed him up the stairs and to the door. He glanced over at her before opening the door letting her in first.
"Father! I'm here!" Draco yelled into th grand house, his voice echoing throughout the house.
"Just like I remember it." Hermione whispered her eyes wandering around the entrance hall.
"I'm in here boy." Lucius Malfoy's voice came from a door to their left. Draco moved to the door first.
"I'll talk to him first then u can come in when ever you're ready to." He whispered before walking in leaving the door slightly ajar. She listened at the door being careful not to be seen.
"So, have you found anyone you want to marry? Do you have a girl friend? Is she a pure blood? Does she come from a good family?" Mr. Malfoy started as soon as Draco entered the room.
"No, father, I don't have a girl friend. And there in no one in the school that interests me."
"What about the Parkinson girl?"
"Are you trying to kill me?"
"Don't get smart with me boy."
"I'm sorry father."
"You have to be married by the time you graduate, or the dark lord will never make you his heir."
"You know, father, there is some one who interests me."
"Who?"
"Miss Hermione Granger."
"Did someone say my name?" Hermione asked entering the room walking almost like a predator stalking its prey.
"Why is she here?" Mr. Malfoy asked sharply looking nervous.
"What? Afraid of me? Have you forgotten what you did to me? Even is still alive, and I have that memory very clear in my mind. Not the actual feel of it but I still have the memory." Hermione snapped moving closer to Lucius with a deadly glint in her eyes.
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A/N: oooo cliffy! Haha. I know it's short but I'll make the next one longer I promise I'm just really out of ideas 4 this story at the moment.