CHAPTER 13- Seal a promise with a kiss
LAST LINE: The sun was hidden and the full moon glowing upon their faces.
NOW:
Hermione awoke from a peaceful dream full of warm soft sand, with flowing waves and crystal shells. She was in a strange dark room, with only the flicker of the fires flames. It was completely empty. She noticed a small window with dark grey curtains. She pulled the curtains apart and took a look outside. There was a garden and tall wall, past the wall was a small village.
**** That must be where the servants and there families live. **** Hermione thought, **** so I must be in the northern wing. I'm in Draco's room? Where on earth is he? ****
Hermione noticed she was only wearing a long T-shirt. She quickly picked up her dress which was on the floor by the foot of the bed. She exited the room and ran along the narrow and wide corridors, until she eventually found her room, which was all the way on the other side of the mansion.
She slipped inside her room and undressed. Then she quickly jumped into the shower. She came out all fresh and searched for something to wear. Finally she found something to wear. She dressed into a silky pink skirt; which reached just below her knees, and a frilly pink top with long lacy sleeves. She tied her hair in a tight ponytail. Hermione didn't apply any make-up, slipped on a pair of dolly shoes. She opened her curtains and sprayed her room with a light fragrance of Sugarplum. When she was happy with the tidiness of her room she decided to find out where Draco had disappeared to.
The last place left to look was in the Kitchens, which Draco never went there anyway. Constance was rushing around looking for something.
"My Lady where have you been? I have been looking everywhere for you..."
"Constance what's wrong? Are you all right?"
"...It's my Lord..."
"Draco? What's happened, is he alright?"
"...I don't know he normally tells me everything, but he keeps on saying I won't understand. He's really upset, I haven't seen him cry since...Forgive me Miss...Since Chloe died."
Constance was almost running, pulling Hermione along with her. Hermione was panicking. She had never thought she would see a Malfoy cry. All sorts of thoughts were running through her head.
"He's in there ma'am." Constance turned to leave
"Wait, I don't know what to say?" Hermione reached out for Constance, "Please don't leave."
"You have to talk to him say what you need and think will help him, this isn't something I can help you with." Before Hermione could say anything Constance had left.
Draco was sitting in a small room, with only a desk and a chair. His back was facing her so she couldn't see his face. She inched towards him slowly.
"Look Con, I don't want to talk to you, please obey my orders, I don't want to shout at you. that would hurt me also." Draco spoke in a stiff voice.
He then turned around. He had tear streaks all down his face, his eyes were deep red.
"Oh, Draco" Hermione said in a tender voice, "Tell me your riddle, I am a friend, and I care and listen well. You have explained your past even though I am still puzzled with most of it. Let me help you. Talk to me please."
"You are no friend, you are a prisoner with no one but yourself and you want to hear my problems so you can go spread them around to the servants so there will be gossip for them once again about the Malfoys!" Draco spat at Hermione
Hermione felt hurt wasn't he the one who wanted to have a close relationship with her. She felt as though she had been stabbed by a knife through the heart.
"I'm sorry Mione; I didn't mean that...it's just that I care about you so much."
He stood up and embraced her softly, "I don't want to care for you though. I didn't mean it like that..." he saw her face drop "...It's just that I loved Chloe; she died, I loved my mother; she left before my dad died, I loved Louis like a brother and look what happened there, I don't want to lose you like I did with them."
"I care about you too, but I'm not like them am I? I've got to stay here for ten years." Hermione gave a soft giggle.
"That's my point. You are trapped in this prison and that's the only reason why you care for me. You wouldn't have looked at me twice if we met in a shop or anywhere else. I don't want to keep you prisoner...I want you to leave go back to where you were before I took your freedom. Leave and don't look back. Don't hate me. I couldn't bare that." Draco moved back to the chair and turned away from her.
"Draco, are you saying I'm free? I can go home to see my friends and family. But what about you? You could come live with me and them. They will learn to become friends with you, the same as you will learn to be there friends."
"No Hermione, I cannot leave this place. There is something I must show you." Draco turned around once again to face her. "Follow me."
They walked on and on, down stairs, up stairs. Draco was holding Hermione's hand and pulling her along. She was going to collapse any moment.
Then Draco suddenly stopped. In front was a piece of long silver cloth. Draco let go of Hermione and pulled the cloth. There in front of her was a tall mirror.
"This is the mirror of Desire. It will show you anyone you wish to see." Draco commented, "You may use it. All you have to do is say the person's name."
"Who should I see?"
"Anyone you need to see, look in your heart and you'll know?" Draco replied
"I wish to Harry and Ron. Please." Hermione asked the mirror.
The mirror went a silver colour. There in the mirror was Harry and Ron.
Harry was pale and weak looking. He was lying on a bed. Ron was in a chair next to Harry. He was holding a wet cloth to Harry's head. He had tears streaking his cheek slowly. You could hear faintly what he was saying, "Please Harry hold on,
I don't want to lose you too. Mione will come back. Everything will be fine but don't leave me. I can't wait on my own. I need you here."
They started to fade. The mirror went back to showing Hermione's and Draco's reflections. Hermione couldn't believe she had forgotten about how Harry and Ron would be feeling. Now because of her Harry was sick and weak, while Ron couldn't leave him.
"Please Hermione, you must go and help Harry and Ron. You will regret it if you don't, then what you'll hate me if anything happens to them."
"Draco, I could never hate you now. I will leave and save Harry and Ron. I will get my things packed. Are you sure you don't want to come?"
"If I could then I would, for this is breaking my heart to let you leave. I shall send Constance to help you pack." Draco left.
Hermione went back to her room. She began to cry, tears were flowing, staining her perfect rosy cheeks. Constance rushes into the room and held her arms out.
She swept Hermione into her arms and through sobs she spoke, "My Lady, please don't leave my master. He will die without you. It is you who has kept him alive since you came. Before you came and after his mother left he wouldn't eat, he wouldn't speak, He hardly even slept. There was no laughter, joy or parties."
"I'm sorry Con, I must leave if I do not my friends will die I must help them. I will come back after they are well. I promise."
Draco was then at the door. Constance ran from the room, tears down her face. She pushed past Draco.
"She cares for you very much, and will miss you. There has been a lot of Joy and happiness here thanks to you." Hermione only nodded at these words Draco spoke.
Hermione walked with Draco to the portkey. She turned to face Draco, who had tears in his eyes.
Draco grasped Hermione and whispers in her ear "I would do anything for love. Don't forget me, I won't forget you. Thank you for showing me how to love again.
Hermione replied, "I will come back," She sealed her promise with a kiss and took the portkey, "To the burrow." With one last look at Draco she disappeared.
LAST LINE: The sun was hidden and the full moon glowing upon their faces.
NOW:
Hermione awoke from a peaceful dream full of warm soft sand, with flowing waves and crystal shells. She was in a strange dark room, with only the flicker of the fires flames. It was completely empty. She noticed a small window with dark grey curtains. She pulled the curtains apart and took a look outside. There was a garden and tall wall, past the wall was a small village.
**** That must be where the servants and there families live. **** Hermione thought, **** so I must be in the northern wing. I'm in Draco's room? Where on earth is he? ****
Hermione noticed she was only wearing a long T-shirt. She quickly picked up her dress which was on the floor by the foot of the bed. She exited the room and ran along the narrow and wide corridors, until she eventually found her room, which was all the way on the other side of the mansion.
She slipped inside her room and undressed. Then she quickly jumped into the shower. She came out all fresh and searched for something to wear. Finally she found something to wear. She dressed into a silky pink skirt; which reached just below her knees, and a frilly pink top with long lacy sleeves. She tied her hair in a tight ponytail. Hermione didn't apply any make-up, slipped on a pair of dolly shoes. She opened her curtains and sprayed her room with a light fragrance of Sugarplum. When she was happy with the tidiness of her room she decided to find out where Draco had disappeared to.
The last place left to look was in the Kitchens, which Draco never went there anyway. Constance was rushing around looking for something.
"My Lady where have you been? I have been looking everywhere for you..."
"Constance what's wrong? Are you all right?"
"...It's my Lord..."
"Draco? What's happened, is he alright?"
"...I don't know he normally tells me everything, but he keeps on saying I won't understand. He's really upset, I haven't seen him cry since...Forgive me Miss...Since Chloe died."
Constance was almost running, pulling Hermione along with her. Hermione was panicking. She had never thought she would see a Malfoy cry. All sorts of thoughts were running through her head.
"He's in there ma'am." Constance turned to leave
"Wait, I don't know what to say?" Hermione reached out for Constance, "Please don't leave."
"You have to talk to him say what you need and think will help him, this isn't something I can help you with." Before Hermione could say anything Constance had left.
Draco was sitting in a small room, with only a desk and a chair. His back was facing her so she couldn't see his face. She inched towards him slowly.
"Look Con, I don't want to talk to you, please obey my orders, I don't want to shout at you. that would hurt me also." Draco spoke in a stiff voice.
He then turned around. He had tear streaks all down his face, his eyes were deep red.
"Oh, Draco" Hermione said in a tender voice, "Tell me your riddle, I am a friend, and I care and listen well. You have explained your past even though I am still puzzled with most of it. Let me help you. Talk to me please."
"You are no friend, you are a prisoner with no one but yourself and you want to hear my problems so you can go spread them around to the servants so there will be gossip for them once again about the Malfoys!" Draco spat at Hermione
Hermione felt hurt wasn't he the one who wanted to have a close relationship with her. She felt as though she had been stabbed by a knife through the heart.
"I'm sorry Mione; I didn't mean that...it's just that I care about you so much."
He stood up and embraced her softly, "I don't want to care for you though. I didn't mean it like that..." he saw her face drop "...It's just that I loved Chloe; she died, I loved my mother; she left before my dad died, I loved Louis like a brother and look what happened there, I don't want to lose you like I did with them."
"I care about you too, but I'm not like them am I? I've got to stay here for ten years." Hermione gave a soft giggle.
"That's my point. You are trapped in this prison and that's the only reason why you care for me. You wouldn't have looked at me twice if we met in a shop or anywhere else. I don't want to keep you prisoner...I want you to leave go back to where you were before I took your freedom. Leave and don't look back. Don't hate me. I couldn't bare that." Draco moved back to the chair and turned away from her.
"Draco, are you saying I'm free? I can go home to see my friends and family. But what about you? You could come live with me and them. They will learn to become friends with you, the same as you will learn to be there friends."
"No Hermione, I cannot leave this place. There is something I must show you." Draco turned around once again to face her. "Follow me."
They walked on and on, down stairs, up stairs. Draco was holding Hermione's hand and pulling her along. She was going to collapse any moment.
Then Draco suddenly stopped. In front was a piece of long silver cloth. Draco let go of Hermione and pulled the cloth. There in front of her was a tall mirror.
"This is the mirror of Desire. It will show you anyone you wish to see." Draco commented, "You may use it. All you have to do is say the person's name."
"Who should I see?"
"Anyone you need to see, look in your heart and you'll know?" Draco replied
"I wish to Harry and Ron. Please." Hermione asked the mirror.
The mirror went a silver colour. There in the mirror was Harry and Ron.
Harry was pale and weak looking. He was lying on a bed. Ron was in a chair next to Harry. He was holding a wet cloth to Harry's head. He had tears streaking his cheek slowly. You could hear faintly what he was saying, "Please Harry hold on,
I don't want to lose you too. Mione will come back. Everything will be fine but don't leave me. I can't wait on my own. I need you here."
They started to fade. The mirror went back to showing Hermione's and Draco's reflections. Hermione couldn't believe she had forgotten about how Harry and Ron would be feeling. Now because of her Harry was sick and weak, while Ron couldn't leave him.
"Please Hermione, you must go and help Harry and Ron. You will regret it if you don't, then what you'll hate me if anything happens to them."
"Draco, I could never hate you now. I will leave and save Harry and Ron. I will get my things packed. Are you sure you don't want to come?"
"If I could then I would, for this is breaking my heart to let you leave. I shall send Constance to help you pack." Draco left.
Hermione went back to her room. She began to cry, tears were flowing, staining her perfect rosy cheeks. Constance rushes into the room and held her arms out.
She swept Hermione into her arms and through sobs she spoke, "My Lady, please don't leave my master. He will die without you. It is you who has kept him alive since you came. Before you came and after his mother left he wouldn't eat, he wouldn't speak, He hardly even slept. There was no laughter, joy or parties."
"I'm sorry Con, I must leave if I do not my friends will die I must help them. I will come back after they are well. I promise."
Draco was then at the door. Constance ran from the room, tears down her face. She pushed past Draco.
"She cares for you very much, and will miss you. There has been a lot of Joy and happiness here thanks to you." Hermione only nodded at these words Draco spoke.
Hermione walked with Draco to the portkey. She turned to face Draco, who had tears in his eyes.
Draco grasped Hermione and whispers in her ear "I would do anything for love. Don't forget me, I won't forget you. Thank you for showing me how to love again.
Hermione replied, "I will come back," She sealed her promise with a kiss and took the portkey, "To the burrow." With one last look at Draco she disappeared.
