Hi! So, what did Santa leave you under the tree, lol. Well, I hope you have enjoyed 2003 cause it's gone and it will never come back. Well, holiday season is gone and school starts in a week here cause we have the Wizard Kings coming, it's a Dominican tradition on Jan. 6th. No school and more presents, by far the best tradition I've heard of. I hope you enjoyed the last chappie and thanks to: ChocolateKisses234, luvin-echo16 (New reviewer!), Marpessa, rebecca89 (I reviewed), natyslacks for reviewing in the last chapter and to those other people who will remain unmentioned, REVIEW! Hope you like this!
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FLASHBACK
DRACO'S POV
"So, are you going out with Hermione? Come on, you know I won't tell anybody. You're the only one I speak to anyways, besides Ginny." said Blaize while looking back and winking at the Weaslette in the Gryffindor table.
"Well, I really don't know cause she had this incident and I had one myself and we are really just letting time tell." I said while sneaking a peek at Hermione, who had her back to me.
"Yeah, I heard all about it." He said while looking back at me.
"Bloody hell, gossip and news here travel at the speed of light." I said while I ate the last of my lasagna. "Well, I have some homework to finish. See you around." I said as I got out of my seat. As I made my way through the Slytherin table and out the hall, I received death glares from all of the Slytherin except the 1st years since they hadn't been brainwashed yet. I didn't mind, all I had in my mind right now was Hermione and that's what will always matter to me.
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Chapter 18: Amorio Conqueris Totalus
HERMIONE'S POV
A lot of people from my year had been visiting me at the infirmary and most of them had been asking what had caused my injuries and I always replied: "I was doing some extra-work on Potions and a potion backfired." Yeah, like that would ever happen and the funniest thing is that the dimwits of my classmates believed it.
The night before I was going to be released I was sitting in my bed reading my favorite book, Hogwarts, A history, when someone entered the infirmary. I heard footsteps but since I was in the last bed, I hadn't seen who it was yet. When I did see, I didn't know how to react.
"Zachary Jones, what brings you to this part of the school?" I said as I pulled my gaze towards the book again.
"I just wanted to pay a visit to my dear friend." He said in a silky voice.
"Well, I don't see any jerks or whores around so, who are you visiting?" I said looking around the infirmary to empathize my point.
"Oh, got a sense of humor, don't you? I hope you still have it within the next hour." He said while taking his wand out.
I didn't even have time to scream for help or anything as he put a sleeping spell on me. All I thought while blacking out was God help me.
DRACO'S POV
I was sitting in the Common Room finishing my homework while all the other prefects were watching TV, talking, playing Exploding Snap in Weasel's case or in Pansy's case, admiring herself in a mirror (Typical). When I finished I was going to my room to have an early sleep when the Weaslette opened the door with a slam and started screaming with panic written all over her tearstained face.
"RON, RON! HERMIONE'S MISSING!" As soon as she said this, everyone, except Pansy and including me, stopped what they were doing and went to her side. I have to say that she has quite a good crowd of friends. At least they care for her not like the blood-sucking jerks I had for friends.
"What happened?" said a worried looking Ron Weasley.
"I don't know, I looking for her in the Hospital Wing her bed was empty. I found this note in her bedside table." She said between sobs holding a scrunched up piece of parchment that had bloodstains in several parts of it. I immediately took it and read aloud so that everyone could hear.
"Malfoy, if you want to find your precious little mudblood, go to the Slytherin Common Room at midnight tonight. If not, she will suffer the consequences, although she already is." I said, holding back the tears. I scrunched up the parchment, burned it with a spell and clenched my fists in anger, my knuckles turning white with my last action.
"It's all your fault. It's your entire bloody fault! If you weren't with her nothing of this would have happened to her! You probably set all of this up so we wouldn't think it was you while you go on and hurt her." said a sobbing, red-faced Ron Weasley (AN: hey, guys can be sentimental too, can't they?). He was going to punch me but with a sift move of my wrists and a couple of words from my lips, he went off flying towards the wall.
"LOOK IT'S NOT MY BLOODY FAULT THAT SOME SICK BASTARD WANTED TO HURT HER OK! AND IF I RECALL, POTTER BETRAYED HER, NOT ME!" I said. Although I knew it was my fault that the Slytherins were pursuing her. I had a right to defend myself, don't I?
As I calmed down, I realized that everyone was looking intently at me, except Pansy, who had probably left the Common Room to go to her beauty rest.
"What are you looking at?" I said, letting a tear silently escape.
"Hey man, we are behind you 100 percent if you need us." Said Ernie McMillan while patting my back while murmurs of agreements were heard through the room.
"Thanks but if you don't want to be killed by the Slytherins, I suggest you don't come." I said as I made my way towards my room.
Minutes seemed to last an eternity as I waited for midnight to come. I sat in my desk looking at the photo album I had with pictures of Hermione. She looked so beautiful and so happy when we were just friends. Maybe that's what we should be, just friends. Things would be so much simpler and she would be safe. I wouldn't be able to express my feelings towards her and it would make us even crazier for each other but maybe we should wait until we are out of school before starting a serious relationship or even considering one. The wait would kill me for sure but at least she would be safe.
When I finally left my train of thoughts, I realized it was already 11:30 and it was a trip to the opposite side of the school and down into the dungeons. So, I stood up, made sure I had my wand with me and stepped out of my room.
The Common Room was dead silent since it was so late and tomorrow we all had morning classes. I silently exited the Common Room and opened the portrait. I was almost out of sight of the Founders when Slytherin spoke up.
"Where to, Young Malfoy?" he said from his green throne-like chair.
"Um, to the kitchens for a snack. I'm feeling a bit hungry." I said while trying to get away.
"If I recall, there is a passage that leads directly to the kitchens in your Common Room. Why then are you going this way?" he said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"Because I- I wanted to clear my head with a midnight stroll. Yeah." I said, congratulating myself for that brilliant upcome and continuing my way towards the dungeons.
"Well, then I guess Ms. Granger will have to suffer the consequences. And I thought you cared for her." I stopped in my way and returned to face the portrait.
"How do you know about that?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.
"Well, if I also recall, there is a blank portrait in your Common Room in which I can enter and exit at my will. In Dumbledore's exact words it is used to check up on the Prefects and learn about their lifes, so we can make their learning experience more enjoyable for them." He said in a voice similar to Dumbledore's.
"I always knew he was a crazy old coot." I said while laughing to myself.
"Well, YOU are going to be the crazy one if you don't show up at Slytherin Common Room in 10 minutes. Take care and I will be watching if things get out of hand. And remember what your prophecy says, Amorio conqueris totalus." He said as he slumped back into his majestic chair.
"Love will conquer all. Thanks." I said as I continued my journey.
I turned the corner and kept on walking until I reached the Slytherin portrait. I stood outside for a moment, preparing myself mentally for anything that may happen in there. They must have alreadty hurt her, they have sick minds and they don't care about anyone except themselves and their also selfish master Lord-I'm-So-Scaly-And-Evil-Voldemort (AN: That was a phrase from DeChantal's fic, read it, it's good.). Physically and mentally prepared, I said the password and entered to the scene of an upcoming crime.
AN: About Drake's prophecy, in OotP it says that everyone has a prophecy and I will tell Draco's and Hermione's later on in the story and Slytherin knows about it cause Slytherin created his heir's prophecy. More detail on that later on. Ok, mini cliffe. Don't worry, I'll write next year. I hope you have a very good New Year's Eve and please REVIEW! If you don't review, I may not write cause if you don't then I have no motivation to write. 'Till next year! Ciao, Alannah
