Hermione woke with a start, she heard foot steps and angry voices in the
hall one was Draco's father the other.. She wasn't quite sure.
"Draco" she shook him awake
"What.. No school.." Was what she heard come out of his mouth?
She scowled and smacked his butt to get him awake
His eyes bulged wide but then hardened as he to, heard the voices. He motioned to Hermione who was putting on a pink robe to cover her naked form. The peered through the crack in the ebony wood door.
"Master, what are you saying!" said the cold yet panicked voice that was his fathers
"You fool! Don't you see?" the other voice was husky and chilled; all the two teens saw was a very sickly colored man from the back. "This is my final stand, gather the loyalists, every one who will work for me, I don't care who now! Pay them if you have to, this is it. The one- the final battle"
His father let out a sigh and that was all they heard so presumably he left. The other man turned his snakelike head towards the door
"Oh and you to mini Malfoy, and your little whore as well" and with that horrid sentence he was gone.
Later that night
"Listen to me Draco" Hermione said grabbing the shoulders of her pacing lover. "You need to think about this carefully, and you need to know, my path has been decided, I am against him and you know that"
"I know that you fool! He snapped, but when he saw her angry face he mumbled an apology. "I've weighed everything together, and it doesn't make sense! I just don't know"
Well to me the choice is clear, but I'm not like you in that way' she turned to face him completely "It comes down to this- you need to decide where your loyalties lie" (A/N: is that the right lie?)
And with that she left the room to leave the poor boy alone with himself, which was the best thing she could do.
Draco sat there with his head in his hands wondering, memories surfaced, when he first saw Hermione, when he first yelled at his father, every thing that mattered was coming out. But it didn't make the choice any easier.
Between what he knew he should do or what he was raised to believe was right.
Ok cliffy! I just love surprises don't you! It's just like Hanukah/Christmas/Kwanzaa in august! Isn't it just grand! Oh by the way I just saw a movie called le Divorce it was really odd but really good, and if the French annoy you the movie is for you.
So adios then, good night!
"Draco" she shook him awake
"What.. No school.." Was what she heard come out of his mouth?
She scowled and smacked his butt to get him awake
His eyes bulged wide but then hardened as he to, heard the voices. He motioned to Hermione who was putting on a pink robe to cover her naked form. The peered through the crack in the ebony wood door.
"Master, what are you saying!" said the cold yet panicked voice that was his fathers
"You fool! Don't you see?" the other voice was husky and chilled; all the two teens saw was a very sickly colored man from the back. "This is my final stand, gather the loyalists, every one who will work for me, I don't care who now! Pay them if you have to, this is it. The one- the final battle"
His father let out a sigh and that was all they heard so presumably he left. The other man turned his snakelike head towards the door
"Oh and you to mini Malfoy, and your little whore as well" and with that horrid sentence he was gone.
Later that night
"Listen to me Draco" Hermione said grabbing the shoulders of her pacing lover. "You need to think about this carefully, and you need to know, my path has been decided, I am against him and you know that"
"I know that you fool! He snapped, but when he saw her angry face he mumbled an apology. "I've weighed everything together, and it doesn't make sense! I just don't know"
Well to me the choice is clear, but I'm not like you in that way' she turned to face him completely "It comes down to this- you need to decide where your loyalties lie" (A/N: is that the right lie?)
And with that she left the room to leave the poor boy alone with himself, which was the best thing she could do.
Draco sat there with his head in his hands wondering, memories surfaced, when he first saw Hermione, when he first yelled at his father, every thing that mattered was coming out. But it didn't make the choice any easier.
Between what he knew he should do or what he was raised to believe was right.
Ok cliffy! I just love surprises don't you! It's just like Hanukah/Christmas/Kwanzaa in august! Isn't it just grand! Oh by the way I just saw a movie called le Divorce it was really odd but really good, and if the French annoy you the movie is for you.
So adios then, good night!