I Love To See You Cry
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Chapter 21 A Fiend for Life
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It had been days since Hermione and Draco were wed. Since then, they haven't talked to each other. They tried to avoid each other the best way they could. Hermione stayed Harry's room ever since the incident of the couple fighting over their first night. Harry, on the other hand, was staying back at the Gryffindor Dormitory. The nights haven't been as cold as it usually had been. The next day, they had to go back to classes and students had already started to go back to Hogwarts for the remainder of the school year.
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Draco entered the quarters seeing Hermione deep in her reading. Hermione looked at him over the book once and went back to reading without even greeting him or giving him the benefit of small smile.
With one flicker of his perfect, long fingers aimed at Hermione, Draco was able to lift Hermione off her seat and float towards him. Hermione was drawn to where Draco was standing, giving the ferret a disgusted look.
Draco smirked at such reaction and so he led his hands to Hermione's back to prevent her from letting go.
"What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy reading here?" spat Hermione with sharp looks darted towards Draco.
"I need you. . . now, is that too much to ask?" queried Draco with his attempt to put up puppy eyes and a cute pout. He immediately shifted his mood to a spiteful one. His eyes glimmered and he tightened his arm around the helpless beauty and added the other arm as well. Hermione tried to struggle to remove herself from Draco only to find herself being held onto tighter.
"Draco stop it! Let me go! You're hurting me!"
Hermione started to pound her little fists on Draco's lean chest and stomp her feet on Draco's feet. . . only to get a more evil grin in return. She wasn't hurting Draco the least. Draco's eyes shimmered in delight that he could not contain.
"Does this remind you back when we were on the train on the first day of school?" whispered Draco to Hermione's infuriated ear.
Too irate she became, Hermione met her firm palm with Draco's perfectly pale cheek. "I hate you Draco Malfoy! Let me go this instant!"
"You don't have to slap me Mudblood bitch! You'll pay for that!"
Draco in his fury threw Hermione easily towards the wall hard. Hermione slammed her head first causing her to drop on the floor half unconscious.
Draco gained at Hermione and picked her up with a hand on her neck. "You low forms of beings! You shall all be slain! Worthless. . ." spat Draco. He held Hermione up clutching the throat, as her feet were inches off the ground. Hermione started choking.
"Draco. . . please stop", said Hermione as pearl tears fell from her sorrowful eyes.
"Did I hear that right? No, I think I want to hear more. Beg Granger! Beg for me to stop!" yelled Draco at Hermione's fear-stricken face with full rage.
"Let me go. . . Draco. . .please. . ." begged Hermione as she choked on Draco's hard grip.
Draco put Hermione down and withdrew his hand away from her. He raised his hand again and with another flicker of his fingers, Hermione levitated in the air and was put back to where she sat before Draco interrupted her reading. Hermione started crying hard not knowing why Draco would suddenly assault her like that. She knew well it was Draco's other side winning over him again but then, she thought that if Draco really loved her, even the strongest evil forces would not win over him and persuade him to hurt her.
Draco walked hurriedly to his room while suppressing his pity for Hermione. He was helpless as well. He couldn't control his other self yet. With his every step, Draco heard Hermione's wail. He then glared back at her before he entered the room and yelled, "You know I'm sorry! So stop crying there like a child! Women. . ."
Hermione felt as if Draco never meant his words. She was still holding onto her bruised neck, rubbing the area where Draco held her. She was confused at what Draco said and how he was acting.
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Hermione and Draco obviously didn't spend New Year's Eve together. Wednesday came without them talking over matters. They were already married and Hermione knew well that marriage shouldn't work that way, especially if you're only barely a month together.
Hermione was walking alone from the library when someone went at the same pace as her. She turned to her side and saw Draco with a sly smirk playing on his lips.
"Hi", said Draco in a happy tone.
"What do you want?" snapped Hermione irritated.
"Is it the time of the month Hermione? I reckon I have the right to talk to you and walk beside you since I'm your husband. Do I make a point with that?"
Draco didn't take off his grin. He seemed to be too giddy, too ecstatic like a little child who got the lollipop he wants.
"Yeah. . . RIGHT. . . I must've forgotten", mouthed Hermione sarcastically as she rolled her eyes away.
Draco took his arms towards Hermione's stuff and got hold of some. "Let me help you there"
Hermione was taken aback. She couldn't argue something like Draco doing that for her. "So, what do you want?" she asked in a much gentler tone.
"Dumbledore wants to talk to you right away. I walked past him from Transfiguration"
"Uh, I still have my essay now how am I going to do two things at the same time? ARGH! What a day!"
"Perhaps it won't talk you long to converse with him. I'll walk you to his office then I'll bring your stuff to our room", claimed Draco comfortingly at the harassed woman in front of him.
Hermione didn't know how to react. Just that Sunday that passed, Draco treated her bad and at that time, he was being totally nice. . . but she thought to herself she would give up arguing with Draco. He always wins anyway.
After talking to Dumbledore, Hermione headed to their room witnessing Draco pacing around, looking for something to what seem to her is of dire importance. "What's the problem? Anything lost?"
"My diary's missing! I always leave it on top of my desk and now it's gone!" said Draco with a hint of panic in his voice.
"I didn't expect you to be keeping things of those sort. I don't keep one. I don't have the time for it." Hermione said smiling, as she witnessed Draco who kept on walking around the room in search of his diary.
Giving up, Draco sat on the side of the bed and he let his body drag him down to it. He slumped backwards on the bed and he let his arms swing down to his sides. "I give up. I reckon I wouldn't find it anymore. I hope the one who took it will have a blast reading what I wrote!" Draco said as he cursed under his breath.
"What do you write in it anyway? I'm curious. . . a Malfoy writing in a diary. . . it's almost impossible well aside from the fact that I know your sort is a lot more vain than the others. . ." Hermione chuckled.
Draco didn't mind Hermione's attempt to make him smile. He was worried that someone would read its contents. "I write everything there. Anything that I couldn't tell another soul, I write in there. And just last night, it helped me figure out what right thing to do"
"And?"
"It taught me to admit my fault and make up for it." Draco paused and sat up straight beside Hermione. "Hermione, do you reckon we start all over again? It was terrible. . . our first days, you know"
All Hermione could have done was nod her head as convincing as she could. . . then she muttered, "Well if you're up for it. . ." She leant over to Draco and kissed him gently on his soft lips. Hermione pushed Draco back to the bed and continued kissing him there.
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The Three Dark Witches were deep in pondering as they watched Draco and Hermione kissing through their crystal ball.
"Do you estimate it's but fitting that we took the diary? At this point in time, I mean? We should perhaps have at least waited a bit more. There's much time before the war starts"
"It's better we took the diary now as the Serpent had already written most of his honest sentiments there. And of course, we wouldn't want the Lioness to chance upon the Serpent's other mind on the diary's pages, now would we? At least, it's only the true history of their love story that she will read when the time comes"
"That Lucius Malfoy! He gets in our way pretty badly. He screwed part of our plans already. The Serpent is not supposed to assault the Lioness! Look at what Lucius has done! If we had let days gone by without taking the diary from the Serpent's possession, his other sides' mind could have been put in the diary as well"
"I agree. It's either the Serpent joins the Death Eaters in practice of killing wizards or forever run off with the Lioness. . . and I suppose as before, he will kill the poor Lioness again. But I reckon Draco Malfoy is different from his ancestors. Let us see if he'll kill the Lioness this time around"
"Haven't you seen the Future lately? You should take longer time in meditation again! Your senses are being clouded with too many sweets you smuggled from Hogsmeade. You will see how this is different from the others. . . way different, I say"
From a swirl of glistening dust, Merlin came about. He floated in air towards the Three Witches and said, "My Witches. . . doing any progress? Is it hard to be forever stuck with your names? Well no wizard should know you three work for me or else they'd stop believing in me after what you three have been doing for the past centuries" Merlin smiled warmly---full of wisdom. . . magnificent and all encompassing in power. He smiled the same way that Dumbledore did to Harry.
"Good Lord Merlin, we know this is the most unusual it could get. I bet any of these students will soon figure out that us three didn't cast the curse but the Dark Side. We're only in-charge of the prophecy, thus making Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy the greatest epitome of love of all time-- -as far as inter-house and inter-ancestry is concerned. . ."
"We'll see Mildred, we'll see. It can still change. . . have you forgotten that there is the Great Soul in their midst? That Albus Dumbledore has a pretty good sense---he knows that the Great Soul can alter the curse, much as He could alter the prophecy itself"
"So that explains why Voldemort is dying to kill him. . ." whispered Mildred to herself having the image of the Great Soul in her mind.
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Harry was headed to Divination with Ron alongside him. Ginny was behind them, still in her grieving form after knowing about Stephen's death.
"Hey Harry! Wait up!" yelled Hermione from behind Ginny.
Harry turned to her and said, "Mione, where have you been? We thought you'd be late for class again"
"I need to talk you after class"
Ron answered for Harry, "Oh yes my lady, anything you say. . ." He did a curtsy and when his eyes met Hermione's sharp ones, he raised his hands in defense. "Oops, sorry Mione. Forgot you're Head Girl"
After Divination, Ron and Ginny rushed to Transfiguration leaving Harry and Hermione behind.
"What's it we need to talk about?" asked Harry as he pored over his things in his bag.
"Well aside from your busy schedule with Quidditch practice, you'll need to spare Saturdays with me. . . We're going to train to become Aurors"
"Really? Wow, an Auror. . . I haven't considered being one, now that you've mentioned it. . ." Harry fantasized over the thought.
"We're going to be the last people to fight the Dark Wizards in the upcoming war. We'll have front men to start off and if worse comes to worst, we'll have to fight with the league of the Ministry"
"How about Draco? Will he fight with us or with good ol' Voldie? Is he coming along for training?"
"No. Dumbledore told me Draco needs not train. . . well yes, he's going to fight with us. You know, with him being the Dark Lord and all. . ."
Harry's eyes widened. "WHAT? He's Dark Lord? Since when?"
"Since the day he left Hogwarts for vacation. But there's no harm with him right now, or so I think there's none. His evil side hasn't fully awakened and I assure you, he despises You-Know-Who just as we do. Well until the time comes that he fully realizes his dark side, Dumbledore has full confidence Draco will be on our side. Unfortunately, to make things a bit hard for us, You-Know-Who still got his own followers and that's the lot we'll have to wage war with"
"I bet this is going to drain us off completely. I bet we'll be dumped with schoolwork in the upcoming weeks"
Hermione thought of it as well. Her eyes wandered through the grounds and when she did remember something, she turned to Harry again and said, "Oh, and Harry, you can go back to your room. Draco and I have fixed our petty fight already. I'm really sorry for all the trouble. . . and yeah, thanks. . ." Hermione smiled at him and Harry nodded.
"No worries Mione. Anytime"
They headed to Transfiguration and the moment Harry had his face against Hermione, a frown formed on his lips and he fought back the tears that formed easily at the corners of his magnificent green eyes.
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Harry and Hermione walked back to their quarters after they talked to Dumbledore. They stopped at once when they saw leaves of parchment laid scattered on the floor. They both traced the line of parchments as far as their eyes could reach. Slowly, red roses formed out of white blurs in the air. The petals fell to the floor as gold dust magically floated in the air as well.
Hermione took one step at a time with Harry tailing her. She walked through the enchanted hallway and as she stood by each parchment, the leaf would magically fly to her hand. It seemed half an hour that they've been walking through the gold dusts enveloping the roses, as the parchments lay thick in Hermione's hand. A word hasn't escaped her lips since she started to 'pick' them.
"Mione, this is headed to the Astronomy Tower. We might as well hurry. I know this hallway pretty well and we've been walking longer than usual. I guess the Fates are enchanting the whole place", said Harry in full uncertainty.
An inkling woke Hermione in a sort of trance. She heard a faint voice by the tower.
"Hush. . . can you hear that? Someone's inside the tower. . .Let's hurry!"
They ran up the majestic spiral stairs with the other remaining parchments on the floor rushing to her hand as well. When they reached the same place where Draco and Hermione met once before, there was no one in there. Only a sorrowful voice singing a sad melody could be heard. They walked into the empty room looking for anyone who might be hiding in the shadows. They kept on searching in the dark and at the same time uttered, "Lumos!"
They blasted away from each other, both thrown towards the opposite direction. Neither one of them knew they had directed the spell towards each other. The light exploded from the tip of their wands. While on the floor, the light illuminated a form of a woman in black walking around, seemingly searching for something. She looked as if only a projection.
Suddenly, a snake came into view from the stairs. Its size was enormous to kill the woman if it coils around her body. The snake was about to plunge at the woman when a stallion came galloping from the open window and its eyes dared the snake to make any move.
The snake moved backward. . . not startled with the stallion's presence. It then shifted to its side and saw Hermione on the floor and glided towards her instead of the woman in black.
Harry saw that the snake had found Hermione. "No! Hermione get away from there before it could get any closer!" Harry yelled from afar.
Hermione sat frozen not knowing what to do. She lost grip of the parchment and it flew in every direction.
The snake was in front of her in no time, giving Hermione no time to budge from where she sat. The snake waited for Hermione to make a move when. . .
"CRUCIO!" a mighty voice came from the direction of the stairs as the snake writhed violently on the cold floor, away from Hermione. The light went out in the room and the owner of the voice took Hermione out in his arms and down the stairs.
In the dark, Harry tried to decipher who took Hermione, watching them carefully as they left.
"Malfoy?!"
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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21st chapter for you guys! Have nothing much to say now. Just review please! PLEASE! I want to know what you think about the story. It will just take you a minute to drop one, so I beg you, spare the time for me, ayt?
Thanks y'all!
So yeah, you read it, the Three Dark Witches aren't "Dark Witches" at all. Well, well. That's the bit of the twist there. And after stupid chapters, you get something from the prophecy again. The Fates made its way so that Harry, Hermione, and Draco at last meet as the characters they play in the prophecy. And guess who did all that. . .of course, the Three Witches!
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Chapter 21 A Fiend for Life
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It had been days since Hermione and Draco were wed. Since then, they haven't talked to each other. They tried to avoid each other the best way they could. Hermione stayed Harry's room ever since the incident of the couple fighting over their first night. Harry, on the other hand, was staying back at the Gryffindor Dormitory. The nights haven't been as cold as it usually had been. The next day, they had to go back to classes and students had already started to go back to Hogwarts for the remainder of the school year.
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Draco entered the quarters seeing Hermione deep in her reading. Hermione looked at him over the book once and went back to reading without even greeting him or giving him the benefit of small smile.
With one flicker of his perfect, long fingers aimed at Hermione, Draco was able to lift Hermione off her seat and float towards him. Hermione was drawn to where Draco was standing, giving the ferret a disgusted look.
Draco smirked at such reaction and so he led his hands to Hermione's back to prevent her from letting go.
"What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy reading here?" spat Hermione with sharp looks darted towards Draco.
"I need you. . . now, is that too much to ask?" queried Draco with his attempt to put up puppy eyes and a cute pout. He immediately shifted his mood to a spiteful one. His eyes glimmered and he tightened his arm around the helpless beauty and added the other arm as well. Hermione tried to struggle to remove herself from Draco only to find herself being held onto tighter.
"Draco stop it! Let me go! You're hurting me!"
Hermione started to pound her little fists on Draco's lean chest and stomp her feet on Draco's feet. . . only to get a more evil grin in return. She wasn't hurting Draco the least. Draco's eyes shimmered in delight that he could not contain.
"Does this remind you back when we were on the train on the first day of school?" whispered Draco to Hermione's infuriated ear.
Too irate she became, Hermione met her firm palm with Draco's perfectly pale cheek. "I hate you Draco Malfoy! Let me go this instant!"
"You don't have to slap me Mudblood bitch! You'll pay for that!"
Draco in his fury threw Hermione easily towards the wall hard. Hermione slammed her head first causing her to drop on the floor half unconscious.
Draco gained at Hermione and picked her up with a hand on her neck. "You low forms of beings! You shall all be slain! Worthless. . ." spat Draco. He held Hermione up clutching the throat, as her feet were inches off the ground. Hermione started choking.
"Draco. . . please stop", said Hermione as pearl tears fell from her sorrowful eyes.
"Did I hear that right? No, I think I want to hear more. Beg Granger! Beg for me to stop!" yelled Draco at Hermione's fear-stricken face with full rage.
"Let me go. . . Draco. . .please. . ." begged Hermione as she choked on Draco's hard grip.
Draco put Hermione down and withdrew his hand away from her. He raised his hand again and with another flicker of his fingers, Hermione levitated in the air and was put back to where she sat before Draco interrupted her reading. Hermione started crying hard not knowing why Draco would suddenly assault her like that. She knew well it was Draco's other side winning over him again but then, she thought that if Draco really loved her, even the strongest evil forces would not win over him and persuade him to hurt her.
Draco walked hurriedly to his room while suppressing his pity for Hermione. He was helpless as well. He couldn't control his other self yet. With his every step, Draco heard Hermione's wail. He then glared back at her before he entered the room and yelled, "You know I'm sorry! So stop crying there like a child! Women. . ."
Hermione felt as if Draco never meant his words. She was still holding onto her bruised neck, rubbing the area where Draco held her. She was confused at what Draco said and how he was acting.
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Hermione and Draco obviously didn't spend New Year's Eve together. Wednesday came without them talking over matters. They were already married and Hermione knew well that marriage shouldn't work that way, especially if you're only barely a month together.
Hermione was walking alone from the library when someone went at the same pace as her. She turned to her side and saw Draco with a sly smirk playing on his lips.
"Hi", said Draco in a happy tone.
"What do you want?" snapped Hermione irritated.
"Is it the time of the month Hermione? I reckon I have the right to talk to you and walk beside you since I'm your husband. Do I make a point with that?"
Draco didn't take off his grin. He seemed to be too giddy, too ecstatic like a little child who got the lollipop he wants.
"Yeah. . . RIGHT. . . I must've forgotten", mouthed Hermione sarcastically as she rolled her eyes away.
Draco took his arms towards Hermione's stuff and got hold of some. "Let me help you there"
Hermione was taken aback. She couldn't argue something like Draco doing that for her. "So, what do you want?" she asked in a much gentler tone.
"Dumbledore wants to talk to you right away. I walked past him from Transfiguration"
"Uh, I still have my essay now how am I going to do two things at the same time? ARGH! What a day!"
"Perhaps it won't talk you long to converse with him. I'll walk you to his office then I'll bring your stuff to our room", claimed Draco comfortingly at the harassed woman in front of him.
Hermione didn't know how to react. Just that Sunday that passed, Draco treated her bad and at that time, he was being totally nice. . . but she thought to herself she would give up arguing with Draco. He always wins anyway.
After talking to Dumbledore, Hermione headed to their room witnessing Draco pacing around, looking for something to what seem to her is of dire importance. "What's the problem? Anything lost?"
"My diary's missing! I always leave it on top of my desk and now it's gone!" said Draco with a hint of panic in his voice.
"I didn't expect you to be keeping things of those sort. I don't keep one. I don't have the time for it." Hermione said smiling, as she witnessed Draco who kept on walking around the room in search of his diary.
Giving up, Draco sat on the side of the bed and he let his body drag him down to it. He slumped backwards on the bed and he let his arms swing down to his sides. "I give up. I reckon I wouldn't find it anymore. I hope the one who took it will have a blast reading what I wrote!" Draco said as he cursed under his breath.
"What do you write in it anyway? I'm curious. . . a Malfoy writing in a diary. . . it's almost impossible well aside from the fact that I know your sort is a lot more vain than the others. . ." Hermione chuckled.
Draco didn't mind Hermione's attempt to make him smile. He was worried that someone would read its contents. "I write everything there. Anything that I couldn't tell another soul, I write in there. And just last night, it helped me figure out what right thing to do"
"And?"
"It taught me to admit my fault and make up for it." Draco paused and sat up straight beside Hermione. "Hermione, do you reckon we start all over again? It was terrible. . . our first days, you know"
All Hermione could have done was nod her head as convincing as she could. . . then she muttered, "Well if you're up for it. . ." She leant over to Draco and kissed him gently on his soft lips. Hermione pushed Draco back to the bed and continued kissing him there.
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The Three Dark Witches were deep in pondering as they watched Draco and Hermione kissing through their crystal ball.
"Do you estimate it's but fitting that we took the diary? At this point in time, I mean? We should perhaps have at least waited a bit more. There's much time before the war starts"
"It's better we took the diary now as the Serpent had already written most of his honest sentiments there. And of course, we wouldn't want the Lioness to chance upon the Serpent's other mind on the diary's pages, now would we? At least, it's only the true history of their love story that she will read when the time comes"
"That Lucius Malfoy! He gets in our way pretty badly. He screwed part of our plans already. The Serpent is not supposed to assault the Lioness! Look at what Lucius has done! If we had let days gone by without taking the diary from the Serpent's possession, his other sides' mind could have been put in the diary as well"
"I agree. It's either the Serpent joins the Death Eaters in practice of killing wizards or forever run off with the Lioness. . . and I suppose as before, he will kill the poor Lioness again. But I reckon Draco Malfoy is different from his ancestors. Let us see if he'll kill the Lioness this time around"
"Haven't you seen the Future lately? You should take longer time in meditation again! Your senses are being clouded with too many sweets you smuggled from Hogsmeade. You will see how this is different from the others. . . way different, I say"
From a swirl of glistening dust, Merlin came about. He floated in air towards the Three Witches and said, "My Witches. . . doing any progress? Is it hard to be forever stuck with your names? Well no wizard should know you three work for me or else they'd stop believing in me after what you three have been doing for the past centuries" Merlin smiled warmly---full of wisdom. . . magnificent and all encompassing in power. He smiled the same way that Dumbledore did to Harry.
"Good Lord Merlin, we know this is the most unusual it could get. I bet any of these students will soon figure out that us three didn't cast the curse but the Dark Side. We're only in-charge of the prophecy, thus making Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy the greatest epitome of love of all time-- -as far as inter-house and inter-ancestry is concerned. . ."
"We'll see Mildred, we'll see. It can still change. . . have you forgotten that there is the Great Soul in their midst? That Albus Dumbledore has a pretty good sense---he knows that the Great Soul can alter the curse, much as He could alter the prophecy itself"
"So that explains why Voldemort is dying to kill him. . ." whispered Mildred to herself having the image of the Great Soul in her mind.
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Harry was headed to Divination with Ron alongside him. Ginny was behind them, still in her grieving form after knowing about Stephen's death.
"Hey Harry! Wait up!" yelled Hermione from behind Ginny.
Harry turned to her and said, "Mione, where have you been? We thought you'd be late for class again"
"I need to talk you after class"
Ron answered for Harry, "Oh yes my lady, anything you say. . ." He did a curtsy and when his eyes met Hermione's sharp ones, he raised his hands in defense. "Oops, sorry Mione. Forgot you're Head Girl"
After Divination, Ron and Ginny rushed to Transfiguration leaving Harry and Hermione behind.
"What's it we need to talk about?" asked Harry as he pored over his things in his bag.
"Well aside from your busy schedule with Quidditch practice, you'll need to spare Saturdays with me. . . We're going to train to become Aurors"
"Really? Wow, an Auror. . . I haven't considered being one, now that you've mentioned it. . ." Harry fantasized over the thought.
"We're going to be the last people to fight the Dark Wizards in the upcoming war. We'll have front men to start off and if worse comes to worst, we'll have to fight with the league of the Ministry"
"How about Draco? Will he fight with us or with good ol' Voldie? Is he coming along for training?"
"No. Dumbledore told me Draco needs not train. . . well yes, he's going to fight with us. You know, with him being the Dark Lord and all. . ."
Harry's eyes widened. "WHAT? He's Dark Lord? Since when?"
"Since the day he left Hogwarts for vacation. But there's no harm with him right now, or so I think there's none. His evil side hasn't fully awakened and I assure you, he despises You-Know-Who just as we do. Well until the time comes that he fully realizes his dark side, Dumbledore has full confidence Draco will be on our side. Unfortunately, to make things a bit hard for us, You-Know-Who still got his own followers and that's the lot we'll have to wage war with"
"I bet this is going to drain us off completely. I bet we'll be dumped with schoolwork in the upcoming weeks"
Hermione thought of it as well. Her eyes wandered through the grounds and when she did remember something, she turned to Harry again and said, "Oh, and Harry, you can go back to your room. Draco and I have fixed our petty fight already. I'm really sorry for all the trouble. . . and yeah, thanks. . ." Hermione smiled at him and Harry nodded.
"No worries Mione. Anytime"
They headed to Transfiguration and the moment Harry had his face against Hermione, a frown formed on his lips and he fought back the tears that formed easily at the corners of his magnificent green eyes.
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Harry and Hermione walked back to their quarters after they talked to Dumbledore. They stopped at once when they saw leaves of parchment laid scattered on the floor. They both traced the line of parchments as far as their eyes could reach. Slowly, red roses formed out of white blurs in the air. The petals fell to the floor as gold dust magically floated in the air as well.
Hermione took one step at a time with Harry tailing her. She walked through the enchanted hallway and as she stood by each parchment, the leaf would magically fly to her hand. It seemed half an hour that they've been walking through the gold dusts enveloping the roses, as the parchments lay thick in Hermione's hand. A word hasn't escaped her lips since she started to 'pick' them.
"Mione, this is headed to the Astronomy Tower. We might as well hurry. I know this hallway pretty well and we've been walking longer than usual. I guess the Fates are enchanting the whole place", said Harry in full uncertainty.
An inkling woke Hermione in a sort of trance. She heard a faint voice by the tower.
"Hush. . . can you hear that? Someone's inside the tower. . .Let's hurry!"
They ran up the majestic spiral stairs with the other remaining parchments on the floor rushing to her hand as well. When they reached the same place where Draco and Hermione met once before, there was no one in there. Only a sorrowful voice singing a sad melody could be heard. They walked into the empty room looking for anyone who might be hiding in the shadows. They kept on searching in the dark and at the same time uttered, "Lumos!"
They blasted away from each other, both thrown towards the opposite direction. Neither one of them knew they had directed the spell towards each other. The light exploded from the tip of their wands. While on the floor, the light illuminated a form of a woman in black walking around, seemingly searching for something. She looked as if only a projection.
Suddenly, a snake came into view from the stairs. Its size was enormous to kill the woman if it coils around her body. The snake was about to plunge at the woman when a stallion came galloping from the open window and its eyes dared the snake to make any move.
The snake moved backward. . . not startled with the stallion's presence. It then shifted to its side and saw Hermione on the floor and glided towards her instead of the woman in black.
Harry saw that the snake had found Hermione. "No! Hermione get away from there before it could get any closer!" Harry yelled from afar.
Hermione sat frozen not knowing what to do. She lost grip of the parchment and it flew in every direction.
The snake was in front of her in no time, giving Hermione no time to budge from where she sat. The snake waited for Hermione to make a move when. . .
"CRUCIO!" a mighty voice came from the direction of the stairs as the snake writhed violently on the cold floor, away from Hermione. The light went out in the room and the owner of the voice took Hermione out in his arms and down the stairs.
In the dark, Harry tried to decipher who took Hermione, watching them carefully as they left.
"Malfoy?!"
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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21st chapter for you guys! Have nothing much to say now. Just review please! PLEASE! I want to know what you think about the story. It will just take you a minute to drop one, so I beg you, spare the time for me, ayt?
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So yeah, you read it, the Three Dark Witches aren't "Dark Witches" at all. Well, well. That's the bit of the twist there. And after stupid chapters, you get something from the prophecy again. The Fates made its way so that Harry, Hermione, and Draco at last meet as the characters they play in the prophecy. And guess who did all that. . .of course, the Three Witches!
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