I Love To See You Cry
~hotsleekeyz~
Chapter 10
Souls in Agony
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Harry and Draco walked out together and seemed to head nowhere. Silence deafened them and no on could think of what good thing to say.
After minutes of walking, Harry spoke.
"Malfoy, I'm sorry for how I behaved tonight. I acted rather childish. I didn't know what to do"
Draco with all modesty, replied. "Potter, you have dreamt this as well, haven't you?"
"I did. But I thought I was in the dream as well, but I wasn't"
"You were", Draco said pointblank.
"No. You're mistaken. I've tried talking to Mione in my dream but she didn't know I was there"
"You got it all wrong Potter. You were the stallion. And it looks like even in real life, you are"
"What?" Harry's resolve was shattered.
"You see, a stallion is brave, strong, and loyal. Just like you. . .as much as I'd hate to admit. And you are exactly like a stallion. You love Hermione too much that you are willing to do anything. . .everything, for her"
"Malfoy, you love her don't you?. . . Why?"
"I do. It's weird really. It's the first time I felt like this. Whenever I'm with her, I feel that I'm real. I feel that I'm normal. I can tell her anything and she does as well. I hate to say this, but all those time I've snapped at her, it was all a waste of precious time. And I should have just used that time to know her better. . . to know myself better as well" Draco breathed in and realized what he just revealed. "I'm sorry, just carried away. I'm talking too much"
"Perfectly fine Malfoy. Do you reckon we talk about this again next time? I need to get some rest. You get yours as well. The following days could be far worse than this"
"Yeah, sure. By the way, Potter---"
Harry had paced forward while talking and halted to look back at Draco.
"Yes?"
"I want you to know I'm staying at the hospital wing tonight. I'm going to watch over Hermione. Fine with you?"
"No problem. Malfoy, I told you, don't break her heart--- not again. We all know you will soon. Promise me, not before you're supposed to"
"What?" It was Draco's time to ask.
"Don't hurt her with your decisions before the war comes. It will become harder for her to bear the pain by the time war erupts"
"Hold me to my word, I promise", Draco assured as he nodded his head in affirmation.
"Thanks"
"She's an angel. Isn't she?"
"Reckon so. Rest well"
They parted ways as they reached the staircases.
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Draco entered the hospital wing and caught sight of Madam Pomfrey writing on her desk.
"Mr. Malfoy, you decided to watch over her through the night, haven't you? If you will get tired sitting, you can use one of the beds so that you get you rest as well", Madam Pomfrey stated as she went back to writing.
Madam Pomfrey just smiled at him and waved her hand to where Hermione was. Draco didn't have the chance to talk. She said everything's to be said and led him to Hermione quite not taking her smile off her face.
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It was well past midnight and owls were heard hooting from the owlery. The moon wass at its quarter phase yet the light perfectly illumines Hermione's silken skin. She was laid there, peaceful and quiet, as if nothing terrible had just happened. Draco drew close to the bed and held a chair near him. He sat there, not taking his eyes from her.
He was intoxicated in her beauty. . .
He was intoxicated by her presence . . .
He was intoxicated by the person of Hermione Granger, the mudblood.
"Things have gone far off today, hasn't it?, Draco asked to himself than to Hermione, who was still asleep on the bed. "It's quite odd for the bastard witches to choose us for their fun. I mean, we're part of history now. . . Isn't it just absurd? Honestly, I don't want to go further this. I don't want to hurt you. I love you Hermione, and nothing can change that. . .not even my father or Lord Voldemort. . . As you said, I am my own person. I am Draco Malfoy. . .and I am the Serpent. It's as hard for me as with everyone else. Every creature's life is at my hands. I will kill them. . " Draco looked at his pale hands. His finger trembling slightly at the thought he was destined to kill thousands, if not millions of both wizards and muggles. "And I don't want to kill anyone. I am not a murderer! And definitely, I will not become a Death Eater"
A female voice replied to Draco who became suddenly appalled. "Don't speak too soon Draco"
Hermione had awaken. She was still forcing her eyes open. Draco held his head at level to meet his gray eyes with hers.
"Hermione. . .", Draco whispered.
"Draco, no one knows what will happen after this. You can't say you'll not go mad, because you will. You still don't love me that much Draco. . ."
Draco had a startled look on his face. //Has she been listening to what I was saying?// "Hermione, I love you"
"You don't. I don't need to hear it from you, but I just did. You see Draco, even if I wasn't hearing every thing you say, I was listening to things you weren't saying. Maybe you are just infatuated, that someone understands you. . . but it isn't love"
Draco sat there transfixed at staring nowhere. //She might be right--- . . . --- NO! I do love her!// "You're mistaken Hermione. I do love you" He held her hand and put it above his chest. "Feel anything? Now, listen. . .to what I'm not saying"
Hermione grew confused. Dracos' hands were warm. . and the look in his eyes--- it showed too much to deny he doesn't care.
"Draco, what if we end it all here? I mean, what if we put a stop to our connection? Maybe the curse will stop as well"
Out of nowhere, green and red lights suddenly flashed to every direction in the room and a sound of thunder and banging was heard. The ground shook violently and Madam Pomfrey held on to the beds as she made her way towards the two. Smoke filled the room and after a fe seconds more, the shaking stopped.. Draco was still standing and he had his arms tight around Hermione who was still laid on the bed. As the smoke subsided, a sight of the three old witches was seen.
"What do you want?", Draco spat, realizing who they were.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The Three Dark Witches' evil guffaws echoed through the room. The tallest of them spoke. "My Serpent, pray now so fervent. Nearing is the end, your promise shall bend"
"Serpent, never shall you repent. Power, fame, and glory-- Attain them all and not be sorry"
"Lord Serpent, hate shall be lent. Mercy bared, loyalty dared, own life spared"
Hermione pushed Draco away to have a look at the witches.
"I will not succumb to your plans!", Draco snapped immediately.
Bewildered, the smallest witch muttered a spell on herself that caused her to speak normally.
"Serpent, what are you furious about? This is what you wanted. You wanted to be powerful and to have full control! And you will have it. . .Only in months' time"
"I don't need any of those!", Draco yelled furiously at the three--- He lied. Deep inside he was terribly confused and was near to consider taking the power the witches were offering.
Draco wanted to be powerful--- More powerful than his authoritative father. . .More powerful than Lord Voldemort, and any other wizard who lived. He couldn't deny it to himself.
, , ,But what about Hermione?
If Draco agreed to the Three Dark Witches, Hermoine's death shall surely come from his hands. Even Dumbledore would die. . .Even the famous Harry Potter would die. . .
And his soul shall die as well. . .
Draco shall forever live in loneliness, in remorse. . .
A smile shall never come out of Draco's lips again. . .
In plain words, he would be a living carcass---without a heart. . .and devoid of soul.
"Lioness, are you having a hard time lately? Torn between the love of Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter aren't you?", one of the witches asked to infuriate Hermione.
"Why do you care if I am? Mind your own monkey business!", Hermione spat.
"You really are brave. You are considering ending your connection with Malfoy, right? Not possible dear! Any attempt to do so, I shall counteract it, much more than your attempt. . .so DON'T even think about it"
Hermione stood beside the bed and walked nearer towards the witches. "Why do you fancy killing everyone? It's merciless! And pointless!"
The other witch raised a hand and Hermione was thrown into the air, and then she suddenly crashed onto the floor. Draco ran to her, almost crying. //This is too much! Why her?//
"Miss Granger, we see that the world is densely populated and there are a lot of useless wizards out there. Now, we don't need them. So, we dispose them off. Simple"
Draco trembled in anger. He was torn between choosing his dreams from the woman he loved.
"Enough! Leave us!", Draco yelled at them.
The witches got quite bored and so one of them spoke parting words. "Malfoy, if you really want to know, Granger get to suffer most. No can do. Prophecy set!"
"But.why not me?. . . Yes! If you want to lure me out of my sanity, why does she need to suffer? Just put all load on me for goodness' sake! Please! I can't stand seeing her in pain. She doesn't deserve it!", Draco helplessly mouthed. A tear came off his eye, as he tried to hold every other tear back.
"She does--- For playing Harry's heart and yours! If she doesn't deserve such punishment, she could have chosen one of you, but she hasn't. Fits her well to suffer"
"Please! I beg you! Make me slave to your name forever, just talk her out of it! Torture me, burn me in hell, just please--- leave her alone!". Draco wailed helplessly. Tears came flooding from his eyes. It was too much for him to bear.
One thing was certain, Draco was sure he would choose Hermione over the power they were offering him.
"Perfect! Now we're sure you'll enjoy your next days. Harder it will be, now you're both devoted to each other. Hah! Bye dearies! See you soon!"
Green and red light flashed again and the witches were gone. Madam Pomfrey wasn't able to speak. After getting herself sane again, she ran to Draco who was embracing Hermione tight.
"Are you two alright? Let's take her back to bed", Madam Pomfrey voiced to Draco.
Hermione was still unconscious from her fall. Draco was still crying--- crying, for the first time.
"Draco, I reckon you get your rest as well. Students will go to Hogsmeade tomorrow before exams start next week. Lay yourself over there, and I'll cast a sleeping spell on you"
Draco did as he was told. There was mo point arguing. It was 3:30 in the morning. With one last look, Draco whispered to Hermione, "You'll make it through Hermione. . .We'll make it through."
~Disclaimer: blah,blah,blah. Chars. Not mine---J.K.Rowling's
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30September
I'm really sorry if I haven't been updating for all of my fics. I'm very busy with schoolwork right now. Well of course I have to prioritize that over this. So anyways, I got some spare time to edit this chapter then I'm off for dinner then to bed. I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooo tired.
Please convince me to continue typing. . . and to type fast, that is. My only time for this is during weekends, or at times when I'm doing some school stuff on my PC, that's when I sneak off for this. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! Inspire me to type! Give me a love life! [nah, kidding. Oh, I remembered, I should remind you, jokes are half-meant *wink*]
Blah, blah, blah.
Tulaloo and smile amigos! Ciao!
Chapter 10
Souls in Agony
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Harry and Draco walked out together and seemed to head nowhere. Silence deafened them and no on could think of what good thing to say.
After minutes of walking, Harry spoke.
"Malfoy, I'm sorry for how I behaved tonight. I acted rather childish. I didn't know what to do"
Draco with all modesty, replied. "Potter, you have dreamt this as well, haven't you?"
"I did. But I thought I was in the dream as well, but I wasn't"
"You were", Draco said pointblank.
"No. You're mistaken. I've tried talking to Mione in my dream but she didn't know I was there"
"You got it all wrong Potter. You were the stallion. And it looks like even in real life, you are"
"What?" Harry's resolve was shattered.
"You see, a stallion is brave, strong, and loyal. Just like you. . .as much as I'd hate to admit. And you are exactly like a stallion. You love Hermione too much that you are willing to do anything. . .everything, for her"
"Malfoy, you love her don't you?. . . Why?"
"I do. It's weird really. It's the first time I felt like this. Whenever I'm with her, I feel that I'm real. I feel that I'm normal. I can tell her anything and she does as well. I hate to say this, but all those time I've snapped at her, it was all a waste of precious time. And I should have just used that time to know her better. . . to know myself better as well" Draco breathed in and realized what he just revealed. "I'm sorry, just carried away. I'm talking too much"
"Perfectly fine Malfoy. Do you reckon we talk about this again next time? I need to get some rest. You get yours as well. The following days could be far worse than this"
"Yeah, sure. By the way, Potter---"
Harry had paced forward while talking and halted to look back at Draco.
"Yes?"
"I want you to know I'm staying at the hospital wing tonight. I'm going to watch over Hermione. Fine with you?"
"No problem. Malfoy, I told you, don't break her heart--- not again. We all know you will soon. Promise me, not before you're supposed to"
"What?" It was Draco's time to ask.
"Don't hurt her with your decisions before the war comes. It will become harder for her to bear the pain by the time war erupts"
"Hold me to my word, I promise", Draco assured as he nodded his head in affirmation.
"Thanks"
"She's an angel. Isn't she?"
"Reckon so. Rest well"
They parted ways as they reached the staircases.
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Draco entered the hospital wing and caught sight of Madam Pomfrey writing on her desk.
"Mr. Malfoy, you decided to watch over her through the night, haven't you? If you will get tired sitting, you can use one of the beds so that you get you rest as well", Madam Pomfrey stated as she went back to writing.
Madam Pomfrey just smiled at him and waved her hand to where Hermione was. Draco didn't have the chance to talk. She said everything's to be said and led him to Hermione quite not taking her smile off her face.
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It was well past midnight and owls were heard hooting from the owlery. The moon wass at its quarter phase yet the light perfectly illumines Hermione's silken skin. She was laid there, peaceful and quiet, as if nothing terrible had just happened. Draco drew close to the bed and held a chair near him. He sat there, not taking his eyes from her.
He was intoxicated in her beauty. . .
He was intoxicated by her presence . . .
He was intoxicated by the person of Hermione Granger, the mudblood.
"Things have gone far off today, hasn't it?, Draco asked to himself than to Hermione, who was still asleep on the bed. "It's quite odd for the bastard witches to choose us for their fun. I mean, we're part of history now. . . Isn't it just absurd? Honestly, I don't want to go further this. I don't want to hurt you. I love you Hermione, and nothing can change that. . .not even my father or Lord Voldemort. . . As you said, I am my own person. I am Draco Malfoy. . .and I am the Serpent. It's as hard for me as with everyone else. Every creature's life is at my hands. I will kill them. . " Draco looked at his pale hands. His finger trembling slightly at the thought he was destined to kill thousands, if not millions of both wizards and muggles. "And I don't want to kill anyone. I am not a murderer! And definitely, I will not become a Death Eater"
A female voice replied to Draco who became suddenly appalled. "Don't speak too soon Draco"
Hermione had awaken. She was still forcing her eyes open. Draco held his head at level to meet his gray eyes with hers.
"Hermione. . .", Draco whispered.
"Draco, no one knows what will happen after this. You can't say you'll not go mad, because you will. You still don't love me that much Draco. . ."
Draco had a startled look on his face. //Has she been listening to what I was saying?// "Hermione, I love you"
"You don't. I don't need to hear it from you, but I just did. You see Draco, even if I wasn't hearing every thing you say, I was listening to things you weren't saying. Maybe you are just infatuated, that someone understands you. . . but it isn't love"
Draco sat there transfixed at staring nowhere. //She might be right--- . . . --- NO! I do love her!// "You're mistaken Hermione. I do love you" He held her hand and put it above his chest. "Feel anything? Now, listen. . .to what I'm not saying"
Hermione grew confused. Dracos' hands were warm. . and the look in his eyes--- it showed too much to deny he doesn't care.
"Draco, what if we end it all here? I mean, what if we put a stop to our connection? Maybe the curse will stop as well"
Out of nowhere, green and red lights suddenly flashed to every direction in the room and a sound of thunder and banging was heard. The ground shook violently and Madam Pomfrey held on to the beds as she made her way towards the two. Smoke filled the room and after a fe seconds more, the shaking stopped.. Draco was still standing and he had his arms tight around Hermione who was still laid on the bed. As the smoke subsided, a sight of the three old witches was seen.
"What do you want?", Draco spat, realizing who they were.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The Three Dark Witches' evil guffaws echoed through the room. The tallest of them spoke. "My Serpent, pray now so fervent. Nearing is the end, your promise shall bend"
"Serpent, never shall you repent. Power, fame, and glory-- Attain them all and not be sorry"
"Lord Serpent, hate shall be lent. Mercy bared, loyalty dared, own life spared"
Hermione pushed Draco away to have a look at the witches.
"I will not succumb to your plans!", Draco snapped immediately.
Bewildered, the smallest witch muttered a spell on herself that caused her to speak normally.
"Serpent, what are you furious about? This is what you wanted. You wanted to be powerful and to have full control! And you will have it. . .Only in months' time"
"I don't need any of those!", Draco yelled furiously at the three--- He lied. Deep inside he was terribly confused and was near to consider taking the power the witches were offering.
Draco wanted to be powerful--- More powerful than his authoritative father. . .More powerful than Lord Voldemort, and any other wizard who lived. He couldn't deny it to himself.
, , ,But what about Hermione?
If Draco agreed to the Three Dark Witches, Hermoine's death shall surely come from his hands. Even Dumbledore would die. . .Even the famous Harry Potter would die. . .
And his soul shall die as well. . .
Draco shall forever live in loneliness, in remorse. . .
A smile shall never come out of Draco's lips again. . .
In plain words, he would be a living carcass---without a heart. . .and devoid of soul.
"Lioness, are you having a hard time lately? Torn between the love of Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter aren't you?", one of the witches asked to infuriate Hermione.
"Why do you care if I am? Mind your own monkey business!", Hermione spat.
"You really are brave. You are considering ending your connection with Malfoy, right? Not possible dear! Any attempt to do so, I shall counteract it, much more than your attempt. . .so DON'T even think about it"
Hermione stood beside the bed and walked nearer towards the witches. "Why do you fancy killing everyone? It's merciless! And pointless!"
The other witch raised a hand and Hermione was thrown into the air, and then she suddenly crashed onto the floor. Draco ran to her, almost crying. //This is too much! Why her?//
"Miss Granger, we see that the world is densely populated and there are a lot of useless wizards out there. Now, we don't need them. So, we dispose them off. Simple"
Draco trembled in anger. He was torn between choosing his dreams from the woman he loved.
"Enough! Leave us!", Draco yelled at them.
The witches got quite bored and so one of them spoke parting words. "Malfoy, if you really want to know, Granger get to suffer most. No can do. Prophecy set!"
"But.why not me?. . . Yes! If you want to lure me out of my sanity, why does she need to suffer? Just put all load on me for goodness' sake! Please! I can't stand seeing her in pain. She doesn't deserve it!", Draco helplessly mouthed. A tear came off his eye, as he tried to hold every other tear back.
"She does--- For playing Harry's heart and yours! If she doesn't deserve such punishment, she could have chosen one of you, but she hasn't. Fits her well to suffer"
"Please! I beg you! Make me slave to your name forever, just talk her out of it! Torture me, burn me in hell, just please--- leave her alone!". Draco wailed helplessly. Tears came flooding from his eyes. It was too much for him to bear.
One thing was certain, Draco was sure he would choose Hermione over the power they were offering him.
"Perfect! Now we're sure you'll enjoy your next days. Harder it will be, now you're both devoted to each other. Hah! Bye dearies! See you soon!"
Green and red light flashed again and the witches were gone. Madam Pomfrey wasn't able to speak. After getting herself sane again, she ran to Draco who was embracing Hermione tight.
"Are you two alright? Let's take her back to bed", Madam Pomfrey voiced to Draco.
Hermione was still unconscious from her fall. Draco was still crying--- crying, for the first time.
"Draco, I reckon you get your rest as well. Students will go to Hogsmeade tomorrow before exams start next week. Lay yourself over there, and I'll cast a sleeping spell on you"
Draco did as he was told. There was mo point arguing. It was 3:30 in the morning. With one last look, Draco whispered to Hermione, "You'll make it through Hermione. . .We'll make it through."
~Disclaimer: blah,blah,blah. Chars. Not mine---J.K.Rowling's
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30September
I'm really sorry if I haven't been updating for all of my fics. I'm very busy with schoolwork right now. Well of course I have to prioritize that over this. So anyways, I got some spare time to edit this chapter then I'm off for dinner then to bed. I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooo tired.
Please convince me to continue typing. . . and to type fast, that is. My only time for this is during weekends, or at times when I'm doing some school stuff on my PC, that's when I sneak off for this. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! Inspire me to type! Give me a love life! [nah, kidding. Oh, I remembered, I should remind you, jokes are half-meant *wink*]
Blah, blah, blah.
Tulaloo and smile amigos! Ciao!