...:Life's Huge turn:...
~Emerald Sky
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chapter five
...:The Glass Doll:...
Draco woke up late the next morning to the suns rays spilling through giant windows. Believe it or not, this room was much bigger than his old one and the bedding was a lot friendlier to. Almost to friendly, it was FAR to comfortable to get out of bed now! And he'd probably have a much better day staying in it anyways.
"GET UP, LAZY HEAD! WE'RE GONNA GO GRAB SOME DINNER!" Heather called from somewhere behind his bedroom door.
Dinner? Lazily, Draco rolled over and squinted at the large red numbers of his alarm clock. It read, 1:00.
"GET UP!" Heather hollered through the locked door once more and gave it a hard kick.
Draco gave a moan in response but he was sure she hadn't heard him for she kicked the door again with such a force that it rattled paintings on the wall and the brass hinges of the door. "I'M UP!" he raged throwing whatever it was on the side table against the door. It shattered against the oak with ease that made Draco fear was a very expensive item.
"Great! Now what in lords name was THAT?" Heather's muffled voice on the other side of the door questioned. "And are you ready in there?"
"I'm not going anywhere!" Draco told her stubbornly before slamming his head back into the feathered pillow.
"You'd better get ready!" Heather told him, ignoring his disagreement to the subject of 'going to grab some dinner'. "We have company!" she sang out from farther down the hallway, signalling to Draco that she had finally let him be.
Finally! Now he could get back to sleep! Draco tugged the thick warm silk sheets over his head in attempts to shut out the bright light flooding the room.
He was sure he was drifting off into a peaceful sleep when there was a most annoying rap on the door and an older women's voice emerged from the other side, waking him from his department from horrible reality. "House keeping." it said in a dingy voice. When Draco didn't bother to answer, it repeated "House keeping here."
"None needed here. THANKS." Draco dismissed in a not-so-mannered tone, shoving his head into his pillow face first in annoyance. When the room was silenced once more and there were no disturbances, Draco found sleepiness take him in again and he began to drift off.
There was a turn at the door knob and the door creaked open. "How did that get unlocked?" he asked himself pushing the covers down from over his head to see who it was. There was a pale thin women standing at the end of his bed. She had long flowing blonde hair and deep pitless eyes of comfort. Where had this women been for the past year? "Mom! It's about time. I thought you'd NEVER come home." Draco spat feeling greatly annoyed. The women gave a warm smile and walked over to him, placing a warm gentle hand on his forehead.
"Your burning up, honey!" she told him in a familiar voice. "I think you should stay in bed today."
"Yes mother." Draco agreed laying back down into bed. Thank heavens someone was finally letting him get some rest!
Just as he closed his eyes to go to sleep he snapped them open again from the disturbing noise of heavy metal music coming from somewhere. His mother wasn't there. He sat up and shook his hair out of his face. "What a crazy ass dream that was." Draco murmured to himself before looking around to see the source of all that guitar racket.
Quickly discovering that his alarm clock had went off and the radio was playing, he reached over and pushed the largest button and what he was sure was the off button. Nothing happened so he pushed another button, and another one after that one failed to turn it off. And another until he had pushed and switched everything on the clock.
"IT'S 1:30! ARE YOU UP IN THERE YET?" Heather yelled from behind his door again.
"YES! LEAVE ME BE!" Draco yelled back and reached forward a bit further to get a closer examination of the alarm clock.
"AND WOULD YOU MIND TURNING THAT MUSIC DOWN!?" she called over the heavy metal.
Sure, he would if he COULD. Just as he got close enough to read what the buttons said, his hand slipped and knocked the clock to the floor where it landed with a clatter which Draco would sure have guessed was the end of that stupid clock. Nonetheless, the loud obnoxious music still remained to give him a headache.
Reaching forward over the bedside to retrieve the clock, he slipped and fell forward, landing on his back and painfully onto the alarm clock. Draco heard a crack and he wasn't quite sure if it were his back or the alarm clock. Either way, the thing finally stopped playing music.
Heather gave the door a strong pound. "Okay! It's off! The music's off!" Draco told her with a slight hint of annoyance in his quaky voice. Again, the door received another heavy blow as if Heather was kicking the door for it to open.
Rolling his metallic eyes, Draco slowly stumbled to his feet, felling and great joint of pain up his spin. He headed for the bathroom door next to his dresser and threw on a soft emerald bathrobe with the letter's 'D' and 'M' printed on it in silver fancy writing. Holding the bathrobe closely around him with his left hand, Draco finally unlocked the door and swung it open with his right.
"What do you want?" he asked what he expected to be Heather. What he found standing in his doorway was none other than the Mudblood. Don't tell him THIS was their 'company'.
"WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?" she shot after barging into his room, ignoring the fact that he was dressed in nothing more than boxers and a bathrobe. "And WHY are you in my room?" she fumed.
Draco wrapped the bathrobe around him tighter feeling very uncomfortable. "This is MY room!" he argued back.
"But why would she do this? This is where I stay while I'm here!" Hermione asked herself looking bitter. "She has plenty other rooms in this over sized house!" she cried throwing her hands up into the air.
"Well I live here now, go find a different room." Draco told her opening the door wider, hinting for her to leave so he could get dressed.
"Why do you live here?" Hermione looked taken aback, Draco couldn't understand why. Wasn't it obvious now that she knew he was sleeping here? "Do you not have a home to go now?" she teased.
"Shut it, Granger! None of your business!" Draco roared feeling of some level hurt. "Could you PLEASE get your ass out of my room so I can get dressed?"
Granger hadn't been listening and was throwing back bed sheets and examining them closely.
"What are you doing? Not that I could say the same for you but I don't have head lice!" Draco told her folding his arms.
"Possibly so. But who knows what you do at night Malfoy!" Hermione told him, looking under his sheets.
Growing hot in the face, Draco felt his fingers curl into a tight fist. "THAT'S IT OUT OF MY ROOM!" he yelled, in attempt to take deep breaths.
"This isn't your room! It's mine!" She argued back.
"It's my god damn room! Get out!"
"No, it's my room!"
"WOULD YOU TWO KEEP IT DOWN UP THERE! I'M ON THE PHONE!" Heather's call suddenly interrupted.
Hermione jumped into the opportunity of Heather getting involved. "HEATHER! THIS IS MY ROOM!" she called back through the doorway.
"NO IT ISN'T HONEY! IT'S DRACO'S ROOM!" she replied.
Draco flashed Hermione a triumph look. "Now out." he finally told her.
Hermione looked very shocked by all this but finally asked him, "Can I at least get all my things...?"
"Come back when I'm dressed--" Draco began to Hermione who was already grabbing random items off of the shelves and dressers that had been here before he had. No matter, he was going to get rid of all that junk anyway to make room for HIS things.
She looked towards the floor when she approached the night table. "What did you do to my alarm clock..." she asked blankly referring to the clock that had been broken open when he had landed on it most painfully. Draco found himself refusing to reply. "And where's my glass doll?"
"Don't tell me that's what had been on the night table..." Draco thought, his eyes darting to the scattered shards of broken glass near the doorway. Hermione saw Draco's face and hers formed from pissed to utterly worried. She followed Draco's stare to the shards on the floor and seemed to stunned to yell at him for what he had done. She just stood there not saying anything, he didn't know how but something told him that had meant a lot to her. Suddenly she had dropped all the belongings she had been holding along with other expensive looking items as she stared in shock at the mess of what had been her doll.
There was a long moment of silence as she slowly inched her way closer to the broken glass and then finally collapsed to her knees. Glass shards digging into her bare exposed legs. She dropped her face into her hands as if she didn't want him to see her cry. "What the fuck did you do!?" she demanded, her voice trembling.
Draco attempted to ignore the blood blossoming from the wounds she was giving herself by kneeling on the glass but Hermione didn't seem to care. "Calm down. If it's that important you could replace it." he told her feeling that there was no need to cry over a broken doll. Sobs began to escape Granger as if that was the worst thing he could have told her at that moment. She finally lifted her face from her hands, her face now tear soaked and red with anger. Draco couldn't remember seeing Granger this mad at him before.
"Sure your spoiled ass could easily afford something like that!" she shouted. Draco opened his mouth to tell her that money wasn't an issue right now but she kept shouting at him. "And it's not how much MONEY it was worth in the first place!" Draco raised an eyebrow, he didn't understand what she was saying to him. "You don't get it do you!?" Was it that obvious?
He didn't understand how a dumb possession could mean so much to a person. How could it? Or was Granger just really upset to have her things destroyed? And how could an immature fight so easily turn into something so serious and scary?
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SORRY SORRY SORRY I didn't mean for it to be a boring chapter. Just, it was sooo long for just the beginning of the chapter so I made it into a chapter itself but the next chapter should be a bit better ^^;; just think of this as chapter five part 1 =D At least eventually your gonna know why that dumb doll was so important to her later in the fic XD Just some random Draco/Hermione thinger later on..
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