Draco awoke slowly. He groaned and turned onto his stomach, trying
to fall asleep again. He was having the best dream about . . . Somehow it
seemed to avoid him. All he could remember was how sexy she was. He
smiled to himself and forced himself out from under his silk bed sheets.
He walked across the stained wood floors to the large glass doors that led
to his balcony outside.
The sun was shining, and everything looked so beautiful. Draco made a face. He preferred darkness. He decided it would be best not to go outside today. 'Unless Granger decides she wants to try and kill me today,' He smirked. 'Perhaps she'll choose a better location.' He tilted his head and popped his neck. With a satisfied sigh, he turned to get dressed for the day.
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My head was pounding again. I rubbed my temples to try and relieve the pain, but it didn't seem to be working. 'Damn it! Why did I have to get so drunk?' I stuck my tongue out at the thought. With effort, I heaved myself out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom where I found my bottle of Aspirin. I took three and swallowed them without any water. Then I remembered this thing I read once. It was reflexology. I took the tip of my pinky finger and pinched it as hard as I could. After a moment, I felt that side of my brain slowly relax. I did the other finger next, and the same happened.
I let out a relieved sigh and stumbled back to the bed. I was poised to get in when Viktor popped into my head. 'Is he home?' I went down the hall to his room and found it empty. 'Why did he have to leave? I mean I would have preferred if he had just locked himself in his room,' I thought sadly. 'At least then I would have known where he was and could have forced myself in.' I smiled slightly.
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Viktor hadn't slept well last night. He had already been awake for hours it seemed though it could have been 30 minutes. He didn't know and didn't quite care. If he didn't stop thinking about Hermione, he was going to have to hit himself . . . again. He coughed after he downed another shot of this Whiskey. Drinking really wasn't something he enjoyed, but it seemed to fit the situation at hand. He missed Hermione.
'That's it I'm going back,' He thought determinedly. He put on his robe and went downstairs the let the border know he was leaving. He disapperated home. It looked like Hermione was still asleep. The living room was in disarray, but he didn't pay attention to it. He instead walked as quietly as he could down the hall and peeked his head into her room. The bed sheets were folded over, showing that she had gotten out. Had he missed her?
Viktor went through each room in turn. When he opened the door to his thinking that Hermione had gone somewhere, he saw her lying in his bed. He smiled. She was hugging one of his pillows to her chest, and her legs were tangled in his bed sheets. He walked over to her and kissed her forehead gently. "Hermione," He whispered, almost afraid to wake her up. She opened her eyes immediately and stared at him.
"Viktor!" She threw her arms around his neck. He picked her up with him as he stood up, her feet dangling inches from the ground. Her grip around his neck tightened. "I was so worried about you!"
Viktor smiled. "I'm sorry."
Hermione buried her face in his neck. He gently laid her down on his bed and climbed next to her. She didn't let go of him the whole time. "Don't leave me like that again."
"I von't," He agreed, stroking back her hair. They stayed like that, pretending to fall asleep but really enjoying the presence of the being next to them.
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Draco growled. He was becoming impatient. He wanted the reward of giving Hermione to the Lord now! Yes, he had been spoiled as a child, and that was the likely cause of why he was so impatient. He paced the floor in front of his bed when a thought hit him. 'This is going to be easier than I thought.' He grinned. 'She is without her wand and sword. How is she going to resist me?' This was going to be so easy. Somehow with this knowledge he became less impatient.
'I can take her any time I want.' Draco chuckled to himself at the thought. He liked to be in control. 'Of course there is the problem of Krum, but he can't be with her all the time.' He grabbed his wand and pocketed it as he disapperated.
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I felt so light. Viktor and I walked hand and hand down the street to the bakery where we got breakfast. Then we went to the park and sat in the sun eating and talking. I was currently lying on my back, imagining I was flying through the sky. I was unstoppable. My heart swelled. And Viktor was next to me, holding my hand as we cut through the clouds.
I opened my eyes, and there was Viktor. He was leaning against the oak tree, and I could see he was thinking as well because his eyes were glazed over. I scratched his stomach, and he jumped slightly. I giggled softly and scooted closer to him. "What're you thinking about?"
Viktor shrugged. "Everything and nothing."
"Everything and nothing," I repeated. For some odd reason that made me think of Draco. That described what I thought of him. He was everything and nothing to me. He seemed to be the whole reason for my life right now, and yet he meant nothing to me. 'How contradictory,' I thought with a slight frown.
"Is someting vrong?" Viktor asked as he watched me.
"Just thinking." I didn't want to think about Draco. I pecked Viktor on the cheek before jumping up and running a ways away from him. I stopped and watched him get up with a grin on his face. I giggled and nearly fell over in my fit of laughs. I winked and motioned with one finger for him to come get me. Then I started running. It was hard to laugh and run at the same time. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Viktor close at my heels. I ran faster and dashed into the trees ahead. It vaguely reminded me of when Draco had chased me. 'Don't think about him!' I jumped over a root and landed a little unsteadily. Viktor's fingers brushed my back just as I started running again. My heart was racing. I loved the thrill of a chase.
I evaded the cluster of tree trunks as I ran deeper and deeper into the forest. My momentum was growing. I felt light again like I was flying instead of running. I couldn't feel my legs, but I knew they were underneath me. I heard Viktor call out to me, but I ignored him and ran all the more. Then I heard his voice again except farther away. I looked over my shoulder and didn't see him. I slowed down 'til I stopped and listened. It was hard to hear around my heart's beating in my ears. "Viktor!" I called out.
I began to walk back. My heart was still racing. The trees were quiet in a way that sent shivers down my spine. "Viktor!" I called out again. I wasn't quite sure where I was. I had never been this deep into the forest. I took a deep breath and began calling out to Viktor over and over again. I heard a masculine laugh nearby. "Viktor," I said with a smile. "Where are you?" I looked around, and the laugh grew louder. I put my hands on my hips. "Viktor?"
I finally put my hands up in the air. "I give up!"
"Good girl," I heard a familiar whisper near my ear.
I turned quickly and saw him behind me. He grabbed my arm roughly, and I struggled to pull away. "VIKTOR!" I yelled as loud as I could.
"Shut up, mudblood!" He forced his hand over my mouth to cover my scream.
I kneed him in the groin and ran for it. He was chasing me again. 'Draco Malfoy.'
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Viktor heard her scream his name, and his heart raced in his chest. Stupid girl had run too fast for him. He had lost her. "Hermione!" He called out. Something was giving him a very bad feeling. He ran in the direction of the scream and hoped nothing was wrong.
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Draco gritted his teeth and ran after her. Why did she have to be so bloody hard to catch? He forced himself to run faster. Why couldn't she just trip over a root or faint or something?!
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I felt like I was running for my life. I couldn't protect myself right now! I called for Viktor when I had the breath to do so. I felt so sluggish. It was like in a nightmare where you just can't run fast enough. My legs felt like lead. 'Oh, Merlin, please don't let him catch me.' I didn't want to die right now. I had been so happy moments before. This thought gave me the strength to continue running. 'Just keep running.'
I knew I shouldn't, but I had to. I glanced behind me and for a second saw nothing until Draco tore around a tree after me. Seeing him like that, sent fear through every nerve. I told myself to run faster, but my body wasn't complying to my begging. "Viktor!" I yelled. Where the fuck was he?!
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"Viktor!" She was closer! Viktor ran in the direction of the scream, turning his course slightly. He swore he had been running forever. 'How far in did you go?' He wondered. 'What the hell was happening?' He drove himself around a tree trunk and saw her ahead of him.
"Hermione!" He yelled. Just then he heard a yell behind him as someone crashed into him. He was thrown down, and when he saw the culprit, he was filled with rage again. "Malfoy," He growled, grabbing him by the collar throwing him onto the ground.
Draco fumbled with the wand in his pocket. Viktor was placing substantial press on his throat, and he was having trouble breathing around it. He finally managed to pull it out when he felt someone's foot come in hard contact with his hand. Viktor hadn't even noticed Hermione had run back. She picked up Malfoy's wand and motioned for Viktor to stand. He reluctantly let go of the serpent's throat and stood up as well. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at Malfoy.
Draco's eyes were on Hermione. He disapperated with a small 'pop' and appeared behind Hermione. He grabbed her and took his wand from her. Viktor turned and faced them with wide eyes. Draco had an arm around Hermione's neck and was dragging her away with him. "Let go of her," Viktor bellowed. He could see red.
Draco was surprised at the look of hatred on Viktor's face, and his grip on Hermione loosened slightly. Hermione bit down on his wrist as hard as she could, and Draco yelped in pain. She then ran straight for Viktor, but something hit her in the back. 'I'm going to die' was the last thought that ran through her mind before she fell to the ground.
Viktor pointed his wand at Draco as they both yelled "Avada Kedavra!" The light shot out from both of their wands and crashed halfway between them. It exploded and thew them both back onto their backs. Viktor tried to grab his wand which had fallen out of his hand when he heard it.
"Crucio!" Draco yelled. Pain shot through every nerve on Viktor. He yelled and screamed in pain. It hurt to breathe. He writhed on the ground. He felt like he was being burned alive. He clawed at the ground below him. "Hermione!" He yelled before a wave of stronger pain hit him.
Hermione could hear him yelling to her, but she couldn't do anything. She was trapped somewhere. Little did she know it was actually within her own mind.
Draco grinned. This just made his day. He picked up Hermione and threw her over his shoulder carelessly before disapperating to his home.
When Draco left, the pain stopped, but for Viktor it was just beginning. He forced himself up though it hurt to move. "Hermione!" He choked out. His head spun. 'He took her! That bastard!' His head was throbbing. His body shut down, and he saw black before falling to the ground.
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Hey guys thanks for reviewing. I just HAD to have Draco kidnap her in this chapter because all the fun starts after this hehe. ;P. Thanks to Troublesome-Shorti, NellasLissesul, KatieBell, and gesym! And to answer your question gesym, Hermione had just out of Hogwarts, so she's about 17 ½ and Draco is 18, Viktor is 20/21, Oliver is 20/21, Ginny is 16. Sorry I didn't make that clear. I kinda wanted yall to do the math yourselves lol. LOVE YALL! :smooches: Please Read and Review as always!
The sun was shining, and everything looked so beautiful. Draco made a face. He preferred darkness. He decided it would be best not to go outside today. 'Unless Granger decides she wants to try and kill me today,' He smirked. 'Perhaps she'll choose a better location.' He tilted his head and popped his neck. With a satisfied sigh, he turned to get dressed for the day.
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My head was pounding again. I rubbed my temples to try and relieve the pain, but it didn't seem to be working. 'Damn it! Why did I have to get so drunk?' I stuck my tongue out at the thought. With effort, I heaved myself out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom where I found my bottle of Aspirin. I took three and swallowed them without any water. Then I remembered this thing I read once. It was reflexology. I took the tip of my pinky finger and pinched it as hard as I could. After a moment, I felt that side of my brain slowly relax. I did the other finger next, and the same happened.
I let out a relieved sigh and stumbled back to the bed. I was poised to get in when Viktor popped into my head. 'Is he home?' I went down the hall to his room and found it empty. 'Why did he have to leave? I mean I would have preferred if he had just locked himself in his room,' I thought sadly. 'At least then I would have known where he was and could have forced myself in.' I smiled slightly.
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Viktor hadn't slept well last night. He had already been awake for hours it seemed though it could have been 30 minutes. He didn't know and didn't quite care. If he didn't stop thinking about Hermione, he was going to have to hit himself . . . again. He coughed after he downed another shot of this Whiskey. Drinking really wasn't something he enjoyed, but it seemed to fit the situation at hand. He missed Hermione.
'That's it I'm going back,' He thought determinedly. He put on his robe and went downstairs the let the border know he was leaving. He disapperated home. It looked like Hermione was still asleep. The living room was in disarray, but he didn't pay attention to it. He instead walked as quietly as he could down the hall and peeked his head into her room. The bed sheets were folded over, showing that she had gotten out. Had he missed her?
Viktor went through each room in turn. When he opened the door to his thinking that Hermione had gone somewhere, he saw her lying in his bed. He smiled. She was hugging one of his pillows to her chest, and her legs were tangled in his bed sheets. He walked over to her and kissed her forehead gently. "Hermione," He whispered, almost afraid to wake her up. She opened her eyes immediately and stared at him.
"Viktor!" She threw her arms around his neck. He picked her up with him as he stood up, her feet dangling inches from the ground. Her grip around his neck tightened. "I was so worried about you!"
Viktor smiled. "I'm sorry."
Hermione buried her face in his neck. He gently laid her down on his bed and climbed next to her. She didn't let go of him the whole time. "Don't leave me like that again."
"I von't," He agreed, stroking back her hair. They stayed like that, pretending to fall asleep but really enjoying the presence of the being next to them.
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Draco growled. He was becoming impatient. He wanted the reward of giving Hermione to the Lord now! Yes, he had been spoiled as a child, and that was the likely cause of why he was so impatient. He paced the floor in front of his bed when a thought hit him. 'This is going to be easier than I thought.' He grinned. 'She is without her wand and sword. How is she going to resist me?' This was going to be so easy. Somehow with this knowledge he became less impatient.
'I can take her any time I want.' Draco chuckled to himself at the thought. He liked to be in control. 'Of course there is the problem of Krum, but he can't be with her all the time.' He grabbed his wand and pocketed it as he disapperated.
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I felt so light. Viktor and I walked hand and hand down the street to the bakery where we got breakfast. Then we went to the park and sat in the sun eating and talking. I was currently lying on my back, imagining I was flying through the sky. I was unstoppable. My heart swelled. And Viktor was next to me, holding my hand as we cut through the clouds.
I opened my eyes, and there was Viktor. He was leaning against the oak tree, and I could see he was thinking as well because his eyes were glazed over. I scratched his stomach, and he jumped slightly. I giggled softly and scooted closer to him. "What're you thinking about?"
Viktor shrugged. "Everything and nothing."
"Everything and nothing," I repeated. For some odd reason that made me think of Draco. That described what I thought of him. He was everything and nothing to me. He seemed to be the whole reason for my life right now, and yet he meant nothing to me. 'How contradictory,' I thought with a slight frown.
"Is someting vrong?" Viktor asked as he watched me.
"Just thinking." I didn't want to think about Draco. I pecked Viktor on the cheek before jumping up and running a ways away from him. I stopped and watched him get up with a grin on his face. I giggled and nearly fell over in my fit of laughs. I winked and motioned with one finger for him to come get me. Then I started running. It was hard to laugh and run at the same time. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Viktor close at my heels. I ran faster and dashed into the trees ahead. It vaguely reminded me of when Draco had chased me. 'Don't think about him!' I jumped over a root and landed a little unsteadily. Viktor's fingers brushed my back just as I started running again. My heart was racing. I loved the thrill of a chase.
I evaded the cluster of tree trunks as I ran deeper and deeper into the forest. My momentum was growing. I felt light again like I was flying instead of running. I couldn't feel my legs, but I knew they were underneath me. I heard Viktor call out to me, but I ignored him and ran all the more. Then I heard his voice again except farther away. I looked over my shoulder and didn't see him. I slowed down 'til I stopped and listened. It was hard to hear around my heart's beating in my ears. "Viktor!" I called out.
I began to walk back. My heart was still racing. The trees were quiet in a way that sent shivers down my spine. "Viktor!" I called out again. I wasn't quite sure where I was. I had never been this deep into the forest. I took a deep breath and began calling out to Viktor over and over again. I heard a masculine laugh nearby. "Viktor," I said with a smile. "Where are you?" I looked around, and the laugh grew louder. I put my hands on my hips. "Viktor?"
I finally put my hands up in the air. "I give up!"
"Good girl," I heard a familiar whisper near my ear.
I turned quickly and saw him behind me. He grabbed my arm roughly, and I struggled to pull away. "VIKTOR!" I yelled as loud as I could.
"Shut up, mudblood!" He forced his hand over my mouth to cover my scream.
I kneed him in the groin and ran for it. He was chasing me again. 'Draco Malfoy.'
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Viktor heard her scream his name, and his heart raced in his chest. Stupid girl had run too fast for him. He had lost her. "Hermione!" He called out. Something was giving him a very bad feeling. He ran in the direction of the scream and hoped nothing was wrong.
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Draco gritted his teeth and ran after her. Why did she have to be so bloody hard to catch? He forced himself to run faster. Why couldn't she just trip over a root or faint or something?!
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I felt like I was running for my life. I couldn't protect myself right now! I called for Viktor when I had the breath to do so. I felt so sluggish. It was like in a nightmare where you just can't run fast enough. My legs felt like lead. 'Oh, Merlin, please don't let him catch me.' I didn't want to die right now. I had been so happy moments before. This thought gave me the strength to continue running. 'Just keep running.'
I knew I shouldn't, but I had to. I glanced behind me and for a second saw nothing until Draco tore around a tree after me. Seeing him like that, sent fear through every nerve. I told myself to run faster, but my body wasn't complying to my begging. "Viktor!" I yelled. Where the fuck was he?!
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"Viktor!" She was closer! Viktor ran in the direction of the scream, turning his course slightly. He swore he had been running forever. 'How far in did you go?' He wondered. 'What the hell was happening?' He drove himself around a tree trunk and saw her ahead of him.
"Hermione!" He yelled. Just then he heard a yell behind him as someone crashed into him. He was thrown down, and when he saw the culprit, he was filled with rage again. "Malfoy," He growled, grabbing him by the collar throwing him onto the ground.
Draco fumbled with the wand in his pocket. Viktor was placing substantial press on his throat, and he was having trouble breathing around it. He finally managed to pull it out when he felt someone's foot come in hard contact with his hand. Viktor hadn't even noticed Hermione had run back. She picked up Malfoy's wand and motioned for Viktor to stand. He reluctantly let go of the serpent's throat and stood up as well. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at Malfoy.
Draco's eyes were on Hermione. He disapperated with a small 'pop' and appeared behind Hermione. He grabbed her and took his wand from her. Viktor turned and faced them with wide eyes. Draco had an arm around Hermione's neck and was dragging her away with him. "Let go of her," Viktor bellowed. He could see red.
Draco was surprised at the look of hatred on Viktor's face, and his grip on Hermione loosened slightly. Hermione bit down on his wrist as hard as she could, and Draco yelped in pain. She then ran straight for Viktor, but something hit her in the back. 'I'm going to die' was the last thought that ran through her mind before she fell to the ground.
Viktor pointed his wand at Draco as they both yelled "Avada Kedavra!" The light shot out from both of their wands and crashed halfway between them. It exploded and thew them both back onto their backs. Viktor tried to grab his wand which had fallen out of his hand when he heard it.
"Crucio!" Draco yelled. Pain shot through every nerve on Viktor. He yelled and screamed in pain. It hurt to breathe. He writhed on the ground. He felt like he was being burned alive. He clawed at the ground below him. "Hermione!" He yelled before a wave of stronger pain hit him.
Hermione could hear him yelling to her, but she couldn't do anything. She was trapped somewhere. Little did she know it was actually within her own mind.
Draco grinned. This just made his day. He picked up Hermione and threw her over his shoulder carelessly before disapperating to his home.
When Draco left, the pain stopped, but for Viktor it was just beginning. He forced himself up though it hurt to move. "Hermione!" He choked out. His head spun. 'He took her! That bastard!' His head was throbbing. His body shut down, and he saw black before falling to the ground.
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Hey guys thanks for reviewing. I just HAD to have Draco kidnap her in this chapter because all the fun starts after this hehe. ;P. Thanks to Troublesome-Shorti, NellasLissesul, KatieBell, and gesym! And to answer your question gesym, Hermione had just out of Hogwarts, so she's about 17 ½ and Draco is 18, Viktor is 20/21, Oliver is 20/21, Ginny is 16. Sorry I didn't make that clear. I kinda wanted yall to do the math yourselves lol. LOVE YALL! :smooches: Please Read and Review as always!