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Taming Your WillChapter 8
Haunting laughter filled the air, while screams surround the cruel room. Evil had won its battle, spitting its venom on innocent victims. Only one man stood disturbed by his thoughts, actions, and ways. He wanted to run. He needed to leave. Yet he still stood among his kind. He continued torturing the lifeless soul with nothing but a blank stare. 'This isn't the way to live. Killing, raping, taking, it seems inhuman' he thought. But he's still here. Waiting…for something to redeem him.
Suddenly a sweet giggle rang in his ear. Turning his dark head, he faced a little girl. Her tight blonde ringlets bounce above her small shoulders. She licked pleasantly on a lollipop, matching her pastel pink dress. With a wide grin, she pushed her candy forward wishing to share with the man.
Unable to deny her request, he took the half eaten sweet. Giving what resembled a smile, he moved the candy to his lips. Yet before he could even have a taste, the little girl was dead on the floor.
Shocked, he turned seeing his fellow companions, laughing; laughing at the death of a muggle. Noticing the man's lack of response, they glared directing at him. Taking his cue, he began to chuckle, which made everyone continue with their own merry way. Yet he wasn't chuckling for the little girl's death, or their success in killing muggles and muggleborns. But he was chuckling at this pathetic life… The life he chosen for himself.
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Opening his eyes, Severus felt years of revolution hit him. Running towards the bathroom, he buried his face into the toilet, letting go of all his restraints. Moving away from the flushed water, he leaned his head against the cold stonewall.
He hadn't thought about that little girl since his turning to Albus, and even then he tried blocking out even worse memories then her. It was the fact that she was so young. Ignorant to whom or what she could become.
Slowly standing to face the mirror, the image revealed was of a yellow toned man with shadows beneath his eyes. A ghostly appearance glared back, while only his black eyes seemed to be alive. And even those were surrounded by red lines.
Closing his eyes, he breathed very deeply. He needed to control himself. There was too much to do. Exams need to be graded before Christmas holidays. Lucius needed to be watched and moved into the inner circle. And her…Ms. Granger still hadn't wakened yet.
Sinking his shoulders, he rinsed his face against the cool water from the running faucet. It was just guilt; the shame of knowing that Malfoy would do something to her, and that he could have stopped it. Yes that was it. Severus thought logically to himself. That was why all those lost memories were resurfacing. But while he dressed and left for breakfast in the Great Hall, he knew it was more then guilt he felt for Hermione.
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"Harry, you have to eat." Ron placed the ham sandwich before his friend. Sighing in defeat, Ron moved to the other side of the bed, adjusting his seat. Leaning against the chair, the usually talkative red head, just stared solemnly at this two best friends. One lay unconscious on the hospital bed, while the other just stared completely at the figure.
Moving his hand, Ron reached to hold Hermione's cool wrist. Wishing for her to wake, he gently placed a kiss on her palm. Looking back up, he met green sullen eyes.
"I'm sorry. I know you're worried too." Harry finally spoke since his shocked state from the accident. "Its just that," his voiced wavered from not being used in a few weeks.
"I know mate. I know." Ron interrupted with a shy smile. "I feel the same way."
"You do?" Harry asked fully surprised.
"Of course," Ron shrugged instantly. "I mean, I've come to realize that I love her like a sister. I wouldn't know what to do without our petty fights or stupid comebacks. She's the older/younger sister that I don't have."
"You have Ginny."
"She's different." Ron retorted. "Anyway, she's family like she is to you. So I know how you're feeling."
"Yeah…right," Harry responded, feeling relieved that Ron only felt sisterly towards his Hermione. Smiling at the possibilities for their future, Harry continued to caress Hermione's hand.
"So will you finally eat? I mean, when she wakes up, you know she's going to yell at me for not feeding you." Ron placed the morsel on the bed, happy that his friend greedily took it.
"Thank you," Harry munched away. "Why is that? When did we designate you as the older brother?"
"Since I'm older then both of you."
"But I'm stronger."
"I don't think so Potter. I can take you anytime."
"Alright Weasley it's a match. And when Hermione wakes up, she'll witness your defeat."
"Deal," Ron chuckled for what seemed like the first time. But it still lacked the laughter he felt with the entire trio. "Merlin Mione, you need to wake up."
"She will." Harry answered quickly. "She has too."
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"Mr. Malfoy. To what to do we own this unexpected surprise?" The sultry woman spoke moving away from her fawning couch. Swaying her curvy hips left and right, she stared directly into his cool gray eyes.
"I need your husband's abilities." Lucius said calmly while she stroked his arm slowly. "Go get him."
Pouting at the idea of her husband, the vixen's dark forehead wrinkled in disagreement. "No," she whispered out. "I haven't seen you in ages. I want you."
"Don't you get enough from your play things?"
"Their nothing compared to you."
"Of course they're not." Lucius replied running his hands behind her lower back. "Make it quick, before I change my mind."
Squealing with delight, the gorgeous woman dropped to her knees. "I promise to be fast."
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"Bill you're insane! Harry is not losing his mind. He's just worried. We all are." Ron shouted at his older brother who sat quietly in his leather seat. "She's Hermione for Merlin's sake. Of course we seem a little lost. I will never tell her this, but she keeps us grounded. Those daily reminders and persistent lectures make it easier here."
"Ron, I'm not saying Harry is crazy. But you have to admit he's very possessive of her. You remember how he was after the accident. First he questioned everyone near her, and then he shut off completely only staying by her side. Its not normal Ron." Bill felt anger build as his little brother only shook his head. "I'm serious Ron. Harry's unstable."
"What is wrong with this family? First it's Percy with his crazy letters and stupid glares. Then mom and dad freak out that we're friends when I want to be in the Order. After 6 years of fighting side by side without the Order's help, may I add. And now you're being stupid about nothing."
"Ron, I will not defend Percy or mom or dad's earlier actions. Mostly because they have told you what they thought, and I will not add to their opinion. But I will say this. Harry's changed. He isn't what we all think anymore. Yes he still is the boy who lived. He will still fight for our side. But he's crossing the line, RB. He's got a darker side, that doesn't seem very pleasant. And I definitely don't want you there when it's fully surfaced."
"Bill just shut up. Harry's not unstable. He will not kill us for talking to Hermione. And I will be his friend until the end. So either shut up or keep out of our way." Ron glared turning to leave. But before twisting the knob, Ron whispered gently to his brother. "Don't make me chose between you two Bill. I love you and I love him. But to be honest, he needs me. Can you honestly say that you need me like he does?"
Once the door shut behind his youngest brother, Bill threw roughly his lamp across the room. Smashing against the wall, he felt something in his heart break. Did he really think he didn't need him? He needed all his family; even Percy and his compulsive and anal ways. What made it worse, Bill bitterly thought to himself, was that he was jealous of the hero, which everyone loved. And deep down he loved him too.
"I need a drink." Bill said out loud, not caring about the mess he had made.
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"Neville passed his potions exam. He said he owes you a butterbeer next time we go to Hogsmeade. I told him you would be proud." Harry brushed the strands of brown hair away from Hermione's emotionless face. Letting his fingers linger on her skin, he had the craving to press his lips against her. Slowly moving down, his mouth pushed onto her cheek. Smelling the distant scent of lilacs, he smiled to himself. He gave her that perfume for her birthday.
"Harry?" Ron's voiced echoed down the infirmary. Pulling away from his sweet angel, Harry turned to his flustered friend.
"What's wrong?"
"I just passed the headmaster and Malfoy. He's got some wizard who can wake Hermione up." Ron huffed fully exhausted from running so fast.
"Has Dumbledore gone mad? Why would he trust Malfoy and his minions?" Harry seethed at the idea of someone like Malfoy touching Hermione.
"Because Potter, Mr. Malfoy has connections to people more powerful then Madame Pomfrey." Professor Snape appeared with Professor McGonagall by his side. Before he could retort, the subjects entered into the room.
"Harry, Ron, so glad that you are here. I had William look for you in your Common Room." The headmaster spoke clearly. "No matter," he waved his hand at the small pale man besides him. "Boys, meet Dr. Y. Dr. Y these are Ms. Granger's best friends."
"Pleased…to…meet…you." Dr. Y chokingly spoke, while Malfoy held the man's arm for support.
"Don't waste your energy." Malfoy said tugging the doctor to follow him to the bed.
"What are you doing?" Harry stood blocking the doctor from Hermione's side.
"His job Potter. So I suggest you move so Dr. Y can do it." Malfoy glared not backing away from the aura that Harry was giving off.
"Potter, Dr. Y is a very powerful physician. He can help Ms. Granger recover much quicker." Professor McGonagall said noticing both her students not budging. "Please boys, let the man do his job."
"Yes Harry, Ron, let Dr. Y through." Professor Dumbledore spoke in his usual voice, yet had the undertone of a command. Reluctantly both boys moved, glaring equally at Malfoy, and stood beside a smirking Snape.
If only I could turn you into a snake. Harry thought to himself. Hiding his own smirk, a brilliant idea entered into his mind. Just you wait Snape.
"Stand back." Dr. Y suddenly spoke with great force. Listening to the withering man, the crowd stepped away from the bed. Raising his arms, colors of the rainbow circled Hermione's body, while Dr. Y seemed rejuvenated into a young man.
Sounds of his voiced filled the air, while the rest of the room rattled from some unknown force. Then as the lights faded and noise calmed down, Dr. Y returned into his normal form, collapsing onto the floor.
"Malfoy?"
A.N.
Hello, I hoped you liked this one. Yes, yes I shouldn't have ended there, but it's the only way to keep you reading, isn't it?
Thank you for all the reviews. Please keep them coming. Also a big wet kiss to my beta reader…the Ascendant.
Now, some of you may be confused at this chapter, but don't worry I will try to add more details in the next chapter. Aka…mostly about Lucius! Yes, the main man does make his come back.
Anyway few questions…
1) Do you like how this is going so far?
2) Any one you want to see more?
3) Who do you think has the most control in the situation at the moment?
4) Which male character should get to kiss Hermione first under the mistletoe?
5) Not a question…but check out my other fics and tell me if I should continue them or not?
Thank you for reading and stay tune for next time.