AN: I am sorry I didn't get this out sooner, I went on holiday to Las Vegas and found no time to write except when my sister was showering and my dad and brother were golfing and my mom was in the hotel's gym…. Lol. Hoping you will forgive me and read this chapter too! :) And, as your New Year's present bonus, I wrote another one-shot fic for ya which will be put up soon. :D Aren't y'all just lucky?!

*clerical error in last update: it was not chapter five, 'twas other half of chapter four*

Chapter 5 (really): Damsel In Distress

Last time…

She sat at a mahogany desk, opening the golden bound book. Instantly a white light enveloped her and the pages began to flip rapidly, blown by an imaginary ice-cold wind.

She was engulfed. She was in another world. Again.

~*~

Hermione's mind flashed as a series of bright white lights blinked on and off. She was in pitch black darkness, warm and comfortably floating in this not-quite delirium. Taking a deep breath, she noted that she had stopped in her travels.

"HER-MIIIIII-ONE!!!!!" someone shouted. It sounded like Ron….

"HERMIONE ARE YOU THERE?!" Harry called even louder. "WE CAN'T GO WHEREVER YOU ARE AND YOU KNOW THAT!!!"

Hermione tried to float her way through the air, crazily paddling like she was swimming. Just as she opened her mouth to shout for help, the icy air blew, catching her voice before it even left her mouth. Thrown rapidly backwards, she shut her eyes tightly.

Where would she end up now? How could she have been so close to present time, and yet now be so far? Pouting and letting out a sigh of disappointment, Hermione allowed herself to be hurled through the skies, into a parallel dimension.

~*~

Draco sat in a very comfortable chair, as uncomfortable as ever. "I really think she might have got lost on the way…"

"Ah, Mister Malfoy, it is quite all right for us to reschedule this meeting for another time. I see no profit without your wife present," Headmistress O'Hara said stubbornly.

"I'll have none of that, we need to put your expenses into a newer system of accounting and maybe see if anything can be saved," Draco said charmingly. "Honestly, I don't know what could be keeping her so long…"

"Sir, it is surely not eminent that we have this meeting today!" she insisted, getting up from her chair and nodding toward the door.

"No! I mean, no, please just let me go and check on my wife briefly. Then we shall proceed with the meeting." Draco stated in a voice that left no arguing.

"Yes, I think that would be sufficient…" the headmistress said flimsily, pouting and waving her hand toward the door. "Go, be quick as ye must!"

"Thankye, Miss, I'll be right back." Draco nodded and briskly walked out of the door, keeping his composure. As soon as the door closed, though, he ran as fast he could to their living quarters. Hermione was too smart to get lost, he admitted. He also admitted that he was just a bit worried. She was probably sick or something, right?

Throwing open the door and seeing no one there, he let out a few choice words before slamming the door shut. The library? He ran there and flung open the door. The place was much too big to search all by himself. "Y'know what? Screw it, she can come if she wants," he mumbled before running back to O'Hara's office.

"Did ye find her?" she asked curiously, flipping through a golden colored book.

"Yes, she's taken a bit of illness at the moment," he resided with a sad smile. "Wish she had told me sooner she was not feeling up to the meeting…"

"Oh, that's quite fine with me," Headmistress O'Hara said, smiling like a cat. 

"Right, so I was thinking about your financial situation here at Tessetta and I was boggled by the mistakes in your record keeping and such…"

~*~

Hermione hit the ground with a soft thud, gently placed on some grass. "Prophecies and Predictions 1985-1995 presents to you the honest truth in this Wizarding World, passed down through centuries of Seers, we have collected the prophecies and predictions themselves, so please enjoy," a warm voice came from the clear, blue sky.

Hermione jumped in shock, and looked around, wondering where she should soon be seeing the reenactments of predictions.

Suddenly, leaping to vision before her eyes, she saw a four-poster bed much like her own, except with Slytherin green hangings. A boy was in the bed, jerking around, and crying out. "Father, please, don't hurt mother—Ow!" he shouted, tears dripping down his face.

Hermione ventured forward to get a better look. He had silvery hair, but other than that, she couldn't make out his facial features, the prediction was too unclear. "DON'T KILL HER, FATHER, PLEASE!!!" he shrieked, cuts and scratches materializing on his face.

There was a spinning and the boy awoke from his dream apparently, as he slowly got out of the bed and made his way a few feet toward Hermione, where a window was slowly materializing. The boys face was blurred, but Hermione was strangely reminded of Draco.

Looking out the window to what appeared to be a night sky, the boy nodded solemnly to himself. "By the power and light of the stars, I shall avenge my mother, my biological mother; the truth will be revealed and soon," he whispered, wiping blood and tears from his face.


"Nineteen ninety-seven," was the final word from his mouth but in the voice of the announcer.

"But, how—?!" Hermione began, a little scared. But before she could finish there was a whirlwind, and the scene changed on her again. A little girl no more than four reached out of the same window, and fell out, something invisible grabbing her. She shrieked and cried for someone, the name Hermione was unable to make out.

There was a whisper of Avada Kedavra and the soft thud of 30 pounds of a little body hitting the mud.

"Nineteen eighty-five, summary: young Miss Angel Malfoy is born, and nineteen ninety she is murdered." The voice monotonously droned on. Hermione's throat clenched at this information. Was there more to Draco than she had expected? Had she misjudged his character? Had—

"I have seen enough," she stated loudly, and an icy wind powerfully took her off her feet. Being pushed backward by the brutal force, Hermione wrapped her arms around herself and allowed her body to be blown away. The sensation was scarier than anything she had encountered, despite the Floo Network and a few dodgy experiences with Apparation and DisApparation. Shaking her head, she curled up her body as much as she could and let herself relax as much as she could in this situation. Flashes of light began to blink, and before she knew it, she was sprawled on the floor of her and Draco's room.

She glanced at the clock, and it read seven p.m. "Shit!"

~*~

Draco languidly laid himself down on the large bed, almost happy at his "wife"s disappearance. He finally had the bed to himself, right? Grinning ruefully, he closed his eyes and slowly drifted off into a small doze.

"Shit!" he was rudely, prematurely awoken.

"What the hell!? I was just going to sleep in my large bed and you have to show up. Nice of you to skiv off the meeting. But no matter, I didn't need you there anyway. What did you do? Go off for an orgy with the little leprechauns in the forest over yonder?" he sneered.

Hermione, possessed by who knows what, leapt up and landed on top of Draco. "What in Merlin's good name are you do—"

"Draco, I didn't know, I'm so sorry for judging you before I knew everything that had happened—" Hermione said before she could stop the splurge of words coming from her mouth.

"What the—" he shouted, pushing her weight off of him.

"Your sister, Angel, I heard about her in a prophecy book and—" Hermione said quickly, taking a sitting position on the bed, bringing her legs under her bottom.

"What are you talking about?" Draco snapped sourly, getting off the bed.

"There's no need to hide it, Draco," Hermione whispered, "I know it all."

"You're nutters," he whispered back harshly, getting up and locking himself in the lavatory.

~*~

AN: Sorry guys, that's it for this chapter. I hated to leave y'all hanging with that cliffie from last time, so I wrote this up as fast as I possibly could. As I have been having problems in my life as of just recently, the next chapter may take a while to get up as well. Sorry, and Review to make my life a little happier….

Reviewer Reply:

Purple Spotted Hedwig: Glad you're enjoying, I'm having so much fun writing! :D Keep reviewing, makes me a happy cookie!

Meg: I guess she did miss the meeting by quite a few hours, right? Hehe, y'all expected her to end up in another century or something, but all it was was a book-dimension… :) Thanks for the review, keep 'em coming!

Harry's girl: Thankies for that batch o' luck! *puts it into jar of four-leaf clovers and horseshoes* Hehe, thanks for liking, and reviewing!

dracosgurl_chrissy: I tried to make Draco mean, I think it was very in character for him, lol. He'll loosen up…eventually. And Hermione is just trying to open him up right now, she'll do better next chapter!

DracoLuver2009: Hehe, thank you! I AM evil, aren't I?! *grins devilishly* We'll get more next chapter, hopefully more controversial too.

FieryPhoenix: You really think that kiss wasn't too out-of-no-where? Yay! Hehe, more kisses from a poet's writings soon :P And I take longer updating because I am trying now  to balance this out with my life too. Balancing the stars, so to speak.

*NeLLy*: LOL, parties are fun! Well, the right kind anyway. Hehe, more part-ays to come… *smiles*

AJ.D'Angelo: I'm not mean, just evil or devilish….. lol. This chapter didn't leave y'all too meanishly. :P …at least I don't think. Ended abruptly…

loner: Right. I never said I was going to delete this! I'd never. Unless I had no plot, but this does, and I have the ending already planned out… :) Thanks for the review, and I know what you mean; some people do drop stories and it is "like ew."

Mousas: Hehehe, I've got the chains to tie ourselves to the ff.net headquarters (if there is one). We'll just tie ourselves to the chapters with AN's only! YES! BRILLIANT! MWHAHAHAHAHA! *cough cough* Sorry. Review review! :D

dizzydragon: Kisses are fun to write… *devil smiley here* And I don't think this qualified as Draco-rescuing-Hermione. Oh well. :) Review and tell me how ya liked or disliked!

D*Chica: I un-left you with this! Lol, bare with me on the cliffies. I was cooking up something good! Draco/Hermione as funny? I guess with this story it is, but there are others that keep it much more serious and dark. Breath of fresh air, this story is!

That's all folks, more to come if you review!!!!


~*~Nurse~*~