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Chapter 13—Her Plan
"How do you know it's his writing? It could have been another person," Draco tried to reason. Hermione shook her head.
"It can't be another person. Think about it Draco; I dated him for two years and I wrote to him while he was in Bulgaria. I know his writing. Then the things you didn't see…" Hermione looked pensively at the floor.
"What things? You were alone with him many times, what did you notice?"
"Well number one, just that; he always wanted to talk to me alone…as if he didn't want anyone to see. Mostly teachers I would think and if Viktor is working for Voldemort…then teachers like Snape he would try to avoid. Another would be when he inquired about you. Draco he knew that there was something more to us than just a 'boyfriend/girlfriend' relationship. Then that night in the med wing. He found out I was pregnant. Draco you are full Devilian plus a royal and I am a half witch-half Devilian and a princess! You can't get a more powerful child than that!" Hermione crumbled the note and I fell to ashes on the floor.
"Hermione you don't think that-"
"History is going to repeat itself? Yes, I do." Hermione clenched her fists and a nearby vase exploded.
Draco sat on the couch and smirked. "How befitting that our child happens to be a girl! Lucky bastard." A pillow on the couch now had flames dancing on it. Hermione conjured water and put it out. She went to take a place next to Draco.
"No Draco, dead bastard because that is what he will be when I kill him." Hermione's eyes held black flames within them. Draco looked at her sharply and took her hand in his.
"Don't Hermione."
"Don't what?" she asked, flames subsiding.
"Don't go after Voldemort alone. Promise that you won't." Draco spoke with all sincerity that made Hermione feel almost guilty, almost. Hermione knew that she had plans with Harry, so she wouldn't be alone.
"I promise Draco alright. Please don't worry about that right now." Hermione kissed Draco gently on the lips.
"YEAH HE SHOULDN'T WORRY ABOUT THAT! HE SHOULD WORRY ABOUT MY NIECE!" Ron burst out. He couldn't take it anymore! He had watched as Hermione and Draco talked about everything else EXCEPT their KIDNAPPED daughter! Then they kiss! What the hell was going on!?
"Ron calm down! Amyris is fine. Voldemort can't do anything to her because he wants her alive. Besides she can handle herself." Hermione's heart was racing. Ron's outburst had startled her in the quiet atmosphere that had clung around them.
"What do mean she can handle herself? She is a month old child!!" Ron shouted angrily because they weren't doing anything.
"Weasley Amyris has powers she activates when she feels threatened or scared. She could very well kill Voldemort without knowing it." Draco was holding Hermione as they both sat on the couch.
'Kill Voldemort' resounded in her head. She didn't want to kill him for vengeance or for justice, she just wanted all of this mess over with. What she needs to do is find Harry.
She got up from Draco's safe arms and went to face Ron. "I know it's late Ron, but I need to find Harry. Let's go, I'm sure you need your sleep too."
"Sure he should be in his room. It's going to look weird if you walk into his room though…especially at night," Ron pointed out.
Hermione blushed. "Yes well…then we'll blaze there instead. C'mon." Hermione blazed out of the room as she saw Draco begin to protest.
Draco stood there dumbfounded. Why would she lave right when her daughter got kidnapped?
Ron and Hermione appeared in Harry's room. Ron left and Hermione approached the bed. Harry was sleeping like a baby. She started to shake him. Nothing. Slapping. Nothing. Water poured on his head…
"What the?! Herm that's the second time you've done that! What now?"
Bingo!
He went for his wand and dried himself off.
"Harry we need to plan to kill Voldemort with the next week. He has Amyris, Harry. I want her back now," she said sitting on the bed.
"How do you know he took her?"
"Draco and I found a note and Ron stunned. Remember what I told you about what happened to me? Well he plans to do the same for Amyris. I can't let that happen Harry, I can't," she was quaking with tears now.
Harry went to hold his crying friend. He rocked with her in his arms and shushed her sobs. "Herm we're going to get her back alright? You will have your little girl back," Harry spoke those words with so much meaning that it almost made Hermione forget her worries.
"Fine, but Draco can't know alright. Like always when we go after them Voldemort is mine and you have Bellatrix. Thanks Harry you don't know how much this means to me."
"Don't mention it. What are friends for than for planning the death of a wizard?" He said with a big grin.
Hermione went to hug him quickly and then turned around and left for the door. "Oh Harry before I forget, we meet tomorrow in the library at around seven thirty ok?"
Hermione opened the door and left.
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Harry quickly rushed out of his room and down the stairs. He and Hermione had been plotting for about three days now. They had come up with many brilliant ideas, but Harry thought there was still something missing. He was almost out of the door until he heard Ron call for him.
"Oi Harry! I thought that we were going to study for the NEWTS!" Ron shouted.
"No sorry mate, but I have to help Herm! I think that I'll be gone all week!" Harry didn't wait for Ron to respond and left through the portrait hole. He ran down the halls and went past his last corner as he finally reached the library.
He walked inside and went to the last row of books where Hermione had told him she would be. He walked to her and set his book bag and wand down. Hermione was writing some things down from a book. Harry saw all the papers strewn on the desk and smiled.
"Working hard or hard work?"
Hermione looked up and smiled. "Well I'm doing something unlike you! I found some attacking potions we could use and other spells that work the same way. Draco also had some floor plans of Voldemort's lair. It looks like he has a palace…" she drifted off to reading the book she was coping out of.
The next two hours were spent just like that. Harry and Hermione would read incessantly and copy anything that would pack a punch. Hermione couldn't help but notice that Harry seemed a little worried. She hoped to Merlin that he wasn't having doubts about the job. Harry also noted that Hermione didn't stop glancing at him for the past several minutes.
"What? Is there something on my face?" He asked a bit annoyed.
"No, nothing like that, but…Harry I need to know if you are having doubts about this. If you are then you can still back out, but tell me in time."
Harry sighed. "I won't lie to you, I do have some worries, but nothing of likes that you are talking about. I just don't get how it works. I mean NOBODY has ever known how to kill Voldemort, how are we suppose to accomplish it? I mean to say that no matter how brilliant and flawless a plan, nothing is ever perfect when it comes to Voldemort."
"Harry I understand, but if we don't kill him we can at least distract him so that I can take back my daughter. I won't give up without a fight Harry, I can't." Hermione stretched her arms as a yawn suddenly crept up on her.
"Well I was just stressing…" Harry looked at the scar that was on Hermione's arm. He noted that it is the same location where Voldemort has a scar. Remus had told him about the night that the Devilian army had attacked Voldemort.
Hermione was getting annoyed with Harry's staring. "Take a picture Harry, it lasts longer."
Harry mentally shook himself. "Sorry, but Herm how did you get that scar on your arm?"
Hermione twisted her arm so that she could look at the scar. "Oh that. Well I don't really know. I just woke up one morning and I was bleeding. I know what type of weapon caused it though. It was an Ice Dagger from a Devilian. Only we can conjure those, which is why it puzzled me so."
"Herm Voldemort has a similar wound caused by the same weapon on the same exact arm and he was wounded in the morning. Believe me when I say that this is not coincidence."
"Why would he…Harry I think you may have just solved our problem on killing Voldemort! Remember when I said that Draco and me are soul mates, well there are three links that I really haven't thought about. One is an emotional, another is a mental, and the last is the physical one. With the physical link one mate feels the other's pain and even bleeds when the other bleeds."
Hermione saw Harry stay at a loss. "Goodness Harry! Voldemort is somehow linked to me! I don't know how he got it, but one thing I'm sure of is that he didn't expect us to figure it out. This is how we kill him…" Hermione went on explaining the plan to Harry and he listened intently. Harry had a mixture of emotions when she was done explaining.
"Herm I don't know if you should do that. I mean you have such a good thing-"
"Harry nobody said that this would be easy. I am happy with my decision and I am sticking with it. Now uh…we have to hurry with the plans."
"Why I thought we had a few more days?"
"Well you see I talked to Draco and he reported to Voldemort after Viktor had tattled on him. Voldemort wants Draco to turn me in by this Thursday night."
"Herm that is right after Graduation! That's only two days from now!"
"I know, which is why we need to do this tomorrow night after Graduation."
Hermione gathered her things and left the library and Harry sat there all alone. He was starting to think a repeating thought; why did I say yes?
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It had already been late when she returned from the meeting all that time she spent talking to Harry had made it very late. Hermione opened up the room the bedroom she shared with Draco and saw that he was asleep. She quietly took a towel and opened the door to the bathroom. She opened the taps to the water and undressed as the tub filled.
She slipped in and instantly felt the knots in her back relax. She lay in the tub and just let her worries slip from her. Random thoughts came into her head. One that came coming in was the need to see her daughter.
She slipped out of the tub and dressed. She walked out of the bedroom and into the common room. She couldn't sleep tonight. Tomorrow at this time she would be meeting Voldemort. That bastard. Hermione walked up to the door of her old room that is now the nursery for Amyris. She turned the knob and walked inside.
An empty room with a crib, rocking chair, and dresser greeted her. Hermione walked to the rocking chair and picked up an outfit that she never got to put on her daughter. Just as that realization hit her, so did another. There would be many 'nevers' if she didn't get her daughter back. Hermione held the tiny outfit to her chest.
Big sobs escaped her. She clutched the tiny clothing to her chest and cried heavily. She couldn't help but cry though. She looked around the room and it was lifeless. It lacked the person that usually occupied it. The room seemed so cold and harsh, like a slap to the reality where her baby was not in her arms.
Back in the bedroom Draco awoke to the sound of sobs. He put on a shirt and put his ears on alert. He knew it was Hermione, but he couldn't figure out where she was. He walked out of the room and to the stairs.
"Hermione?"
No answer, but more sobs were elicited. He noticed that the door of Amyris' room was ajar. He opened it more and found Hermione rocking in the chair with the clothing clutched to her chest. He took two full strides to get to her and kneeled in front of her.
"Hermione what in Merlin's name are you doing here? I thought we agreed that we weren't going to come in here until she was back," he said softly while stroking her hair.
Hermione saw the man she loved and collapsed into him. She sobbed even more heavily and gripped his shirt.
"Draco I want her back! I want my darling returned to me! It was not enough time with her, only one month. I want to hold her in my arms and feel her heart beat, hold her when she feels scared, hear her cries when she wants attention! Why Draco why did he have to take her from us so soon?" Hermione was in a bit of hysterics by now.
"Shh Hermione she will come back, but not without having faith. Please love come to bed," he coaxed. Hermione wouldn't have it. She didn't want to leave the only things that she had left of her daughter.
Draco saw after several minutes that she wouldn't stop crying. Hermione had completely broken down. The strong woman that was usually in this body was gone. A mother replaced her. Draco pulled out his wand and pointed it to the back of Hermione.
"Sorry love, but you need to sleep. Dormiens!"
Hermione fell limp into Draco's arms. He lifted her and carried her out of the room. He tucked her into the bed and took off his shirt. He went back to sleep hoping to Merlin that his mate would be better in the morning.
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Hermione awoke to the bright rays of the sun. How she had gotten out of Amyris' room she didn't know, for now she was lying in her bed with Draco by her side. She remembered faintly a slight poke on her back and then beautiful blackness. A wand. What else? She noticed Draco was still asleep so she left him as is. She woke up fully and crept out of the bed so as to not wake him.
She took a warm bath to relax her stiff muscles. She had a slight headache and her eyes were puffy. She had completely broken down last night and she hated it. She was the type of person who thought that tears never got you anywhere. After about an hour she got out and dressed then headed to the Great Hall for her last breakfast there.
She didn't want to talk to Draco that morning. He would inquire about last night and that was just what Hermione was trying to forget. She entered the buzzing hall and spotted her friends at the table and went to sit next to them.
"So are you guys psyched? Today's the last of NEWTS and tonight's Graduation!" Ron said happily through a mouth full of pancakes.
"Yeah, but you still got to admit that we'll miss this place, except for Hermione who will be interning here though," Harry chimed in.
Hermione took a bite from her meal and shook her head. "Actually I applied for a transfer. I will do my 1 year of intern at a school in America. I'll then come back here to teach."
Harry quirked a brow. "Well then…the point is that you'll still be here. Ron and me will be in Auror training. That's sounds like loads of fun don't it Ron?"
"Yesf," came the muffled response of the group's bottomless pit. Hermione grinned at Ron with mirth.
"Yes I can't imagine life without Ron's full mouth in it."
"Hey! I resent that! And oh Herm have fun in the last of NEWTS!"
"Ron I always have-"
"Pardon the interruption Ms. Granger, but Professor Dumbledore needs you in his office," Snape said. Hermione took one last bite of her food and stood to go. As she passed through the doors Draco did too. Hermione avoided eye contact and continued on.
Draco was getting sick of this. Hermione had been avoiding him for the past couple days! She hadn't been to the dorm at night much either. He didn't know what she was doing, all that she had told him was that she was working on a project with Harry. Draco wanted some sort of explanation from someone and since Hermione was currently busy, Harry would have to do.
He walked over to the Gryffindor table and stood before Harry. He kept a cold façade as he addressed the Boy-who-lived.
"Potter a word please." Draco made his way out of the Great Hall with the hope that Harry was following him. When he turned indeed Harry was right behind him.
"What is it Malfoy?"
"What have you been working on with Hermione? Please Potter tell me. She has been avoiding me and I am getting sick of it. I mean yeah girls act like this, but mostly in first year! Only last night I found her in the nursery crying her eyes out because Amyris was gone. She really does contradict herself in that. She cried for her daughter yet she is never in her dorm or even talks to me anymore. I am just at such a loss."
Harry shifted and sighed. "Look mate all I can tell you is that Hermione is fine. Yeah she may be a little aloof these next few days, but things will get better," Harry said wanting to shoot himself for the lies he had just told.
"Fine Potter I appreciate this. I just hope that whatever you two are doing doesn't involve Voldemort in any way, shape, or form. Good day." Draco nodded his head to Harry and left for the Great Hall. Harry stayed there thinking for a moment.
What he was going to do with Hermione was the right thing wasn't it? Yes there was a very HUGE part that he did not agree with, but Hermione wouldn't have it any other way. Everything would be fine. After tonight nobody in the world would have any reason to fear Voldemort.
She reached the gargoyle and Snape departed with a slight nod of good-bye. Hermione went up the stairs and came upon the oaken door thrice this year. She opened it and ventured forward.
Dumbledore's smiling face greeted her and his outstretched hand told her to take a seat. Hermione complied and fidgeted with the hem of her skirt. Dumbeldore easily saw her nervous state and asked his trademark question.
"Would you like a chocolate frog?"
Hermione smiled, but declined the offer. "May I ask why I am here sir?" she asked meekly.
"Ms. Granger there was another student who was suppose to deliver the Graduation speech. He has fallen ill and since you are second up I am asking if for you to do the deed," his voice carried a hint of tiredness. Hermione blinked a few times and nodded, with plenty of shock running through her blood.
"Professor I would be honored. I will have a speech by tonight before the ball don't you worry."
"Good, I can't wait to hear it. Now there is one other thing that I would like to ask you…Is there anything at all that you would like to tell me?" He eyed her suspiciously making her shrink under his scrutinizing gaze. Hermione was not born yesterday, she knew exactly what he was talking about.
"All I have to tell you is: I know. Now if you'll excuse me Professor I have quite a deed to do." She got up and left the room leaving a befuddled Dumbledore who was trying to figure out her cryptic message.
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Hermione did the test rather well. She then was dismissed back to her dorm, but under the circumstances, that was the last place she wanted be. She was trying not to see Draco for if she did it would be to hard. She left the castle grounds all together and blazed to the garden at the palace. She found the familiar scent of gardenias and followed it. She brought her book bag so that she could write her speech.
Usually the speeches were given before the ball to commence them. She closed her eyes and old memories of her with her friends in school came up. There was good along with the bad that gave her a sudden urge to write. She let her mind and hand move as one so that they could produce what the many students would always remember. She spent an hour like this and finally proof read it. She loved it as she hoped the other students would as well.
She was about to clean up and leave, but a thought stuck her. I haven't left anything for Draco. She quickly took out a new piece of parchment and quill. She didn't know what to write though.
She looked at the infuriatingly blank paper. She inked her quill and wrote her heading. She didn't have any idea as to where to start. She closed her eyes and let her heart talk this time.
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Hermione was rushing to finish. She had spent almost all of her time in the palace and then she had screamed when she saw the time. She had borrowed another dress from her mother. It was a red one with tiny silver dots and jewels. Now she was in her dorm dressing and putting on her makeup. She didn't want to get to dolled up for tonight was the night that she and Harry would go face Voldemort. She slipped on some earrings and looked in the mirror before she left.
Hair was up in a half twist. The dress had a slight low cut in the front and the sleeves were loose and flowing. The body of the dress clung to her nicely, not to tight. The silver jewels went up from the slit of the dress on the left side to her right breast. The slit was rather long making her feel bashful, but she ignored it. Even if she was going to kill Voldemort tonight, that doesn't mean that she couldn't look good for her Graduation.
She got her speech that was on the desk and sped out of the room, down the halls, and to the front of the door to the Great Hall. Before she opened the door she took a deep breath to calm her panting and straightened up. She walked in with all eyes setting on her. She made her way to the podium Where Dumbledore was introducing her.
"Here she is now students. Please everyone let's welcome your Head Girl!" Dumbledore said loudly, eliciting applause and cheers from the student body.
Hermione walked up to the podium and cleared her throat. She noticed all eyes on her and she became painfully aware of the butterflies in he stomach.
"Hogwarts students of 2001, congratulations on surviving seven years of Peeves and Potions! As we…" Hermione's voice resounded through the hall. All ears were on her as she talked of all the good and bad times they had. Hermione spotted Draco's blonde head, but quickly diverted her eyes away. She continued to deliver her speech full of emotion and encouragement for the future.
"…and as we leave to face the burdens of the Ministry and take on actual responsibilities, know this: WE ARE THE CLASS OF 2001! CONGRATULATIONS 7TH YEARS!" Hermione ended by throwing her cap up in the air. This was a muggle tradition so most of the students didn't know what she was doing. The rest did however, and followed suit. The clueless students saw the rest of the class also throw their caps so the did too. Cheers were going through the crowed and Hermione stepped down. Dumbledore took the podium once again.
"Now that our Head Girl had given her beautiful speech, we begin the ball!" Dumbledore waved his hand over the Great Hall and food and decorations sprang out, as well as a DJ in the corner. Hermione left into the crowd and found Harry. She tapped his shoulder and he turned.
"Herm! Great speech!" he said as he hugged her tightly.
"Thanks. You want to dance?"
Harry nodded, taking her hand and leading her to the dance floor where many couples were already dancing. Harry encircled his arms around Hermione while she put her arms around his neck.
"So are you nervous? I mean we go do this in hour." Harry twirled Hermione then brought her into a dip.
"Yes somewhat. I think I'll wait outside though. I don't want to see, let alone talk to Draco."
"I understand…but you know you could back out of this. You don't have to go through with the plan."
"Yes I do. It's the only way to kill Voldemort-"
"Herm hush! Draco is right behind you!" Harry warned with his eyes fixed behind her. Hermione nodded and started to leave Harry's arms, but an all to familiar one grasped hers.
"Excuse me Harry I would like to dance with my girlfriend, if that's alright?" Draco said taking Hermione already.
"Sure I have to go attend to something anyway. Pardon me." Harry left Hermione with Draco. She glared at his back and turned to face Draco.
The previous song had stopped and new one begun to play. Hermione heard the very beginning of it and her eyes immediately softened. Draco pulled her to him and held her around the waist. Hermione could not object to this dance so she put her arms around his neck.
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When it's love you give
(I'll be a man of good faith.)
Then in love you live.
(I'll make a stand. I won't break.)
I'll be the rock you can build on,
Be there when you're old,
To have and to hold.
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Draco's lips rested next to Hermione's ear. "Do you remember when we first danced to this song?" he asked in to her ear, his breath tickling it.
"Our wedding. It was the song that was playing when you came over raging with jealousy," she whispered back into his.
His grip tightened around her as if to never let her go. "I do believe I had a good reason to object. I don't like it when other men are around you, hence now with Harry."
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(I swear I'll always be strong.)
Then there's a reason why.
(I'll prove to you we belong.)
I'll be the wall that protects you
From the wind and the rain,
From the hurt and pain.
"Well its nice for you to be jealous once in a while. It's very flattering." Hermione was dipped and then brought back up to look into his stormy eyes.
"I'm always jealous Hermione."
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Let the one you hold be the one you want,
The one you need,
'Cause when it's all for one it's one for all.
When there's someone that should know
Then just let your feelings show
And make it all for one and all for love.
"Why would that be? You know you have me forever." Hermione felt a little of his emotions slip into her.
"Because you have no idea what I fear."
"Then tell me Draco. I know you've always felt some sort of fear. Since that one time when we were in the palace and you let that thought slip about you losing me. I told you that won't ever happen love."
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When it's love you make
(I'll be the fire in your night.)
Then it's love you take.
(I will defend, I will fight.)
I'll be there when you need me.
When honor's at stake,
This vow I will make:
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"Hermione I want to believe you, but there are things that I've seen….it's horrible and I don't want them to come true. Voldemort will not get you tomorrow night. We are graduating now so we'll just go down into the palace."
Draco twirled Hermione and brought her back. "Draco you are forgetting something important, Amyris. Tomorrow night will be the best night to get her back."
Draco was getting frustrated. "Not at the risk of loosing you, I won't," he growled.
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That it's all for one and all for love.
Let the one be the one you want,
The one you need,
'Cause when it's all for one it's one for all.
When there's someone that should know
Then just let your feelings show
And make it all for one and all for love.
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Hermione felt like crap not telling him her plan, but what he was saying to her now was further proof that he would never have agreed.
"Well then I guess you can't have your cake and eat it too. Look Draco you obviously have forgotten our daughter. I will do anything to get her back, even if it means my life."
"I understand that Hermione, but there are other ways we could think of that may involve less risk of that. Please you just don't understand me. Feel me then." Draco closed his eyes and concentrated very hard. Hermione knew what he was doing and didn't want him to do so.
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Don't lay our love to rest
'Cause we could stand up to you test.
We got everything and more than we had planned,
More than the rivers that run the land.
We've got it all in our hands.
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Fear. Fear flooded into Hermione's soul like a river. She felt the immense fear of not having her or Amyris at his side. Hermione took hold of this emotion and remembered them. She closed her eyes and analyzed them well. He didn't have to fear this for she would be by his side, and will Amyris.
"Draco look at me. You have nothing to fear. I never knew you felt this deeply about it and now I am telling that everything will be fine. I will always be by your side." She cupped his cheek and kissed his lips lightly.
"You just have no idea how many nights I spent in hell. All of these dreams that just came to me seemed so real, like visions almost. I can't handle them becoming a reality, I can't." He hugged her more tightly.
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Now it's all for one and all for love.
(It's all for love.)
Let the one you hold be the one you want,
The one you need,
'Cause when it's all for one it's one for all.
(It's one for all.)
When there's someone that should know
Then just let your feelings show
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"Draco you don't need to have those nightmares anymore. I…I just wish you would have told me about this sooner. It does explain many things."
"I couldn't there was always something happening and I didn't want to put more stress on your already hectic life."
"You know that I always had time for you Draco. You just never took advantage of it."
"If there is a reason for that it's because I love you too much to see you worry."
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When there's someone that you want,
When there's someone that you need
Let's make it all, all for one and all for love.
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"And I love you too much to see you in distress." Draco covered Hermione's lips with his. Their song was over, but then effect of it was still in place. Hermione melted into her boyfriend's arms. She didn't know when the next would be that she would be like this with him. She wanted to make sure that she got to say good-bye before she left.
Draco kissed her with all his might. For some reason her assurance of his dreams and discomforts was not fortified, but feeble. He knew for some reason that this was definitely the last time she would be in his arms, kissing him. He almost didn't want to let her go, but he knew he had to. And he did.
"Herm…" Draco started but a finger on his lips stopped him.
"Please don't say anything just dance with me." Draco of course complied.
They spent a good while in each other's arms just dancing. Both fearing the same thing and wanting the inevitable to be evitable. They shared a last quick kiss before a teacher came for Draco.
"Herm meet me in our dorm I still want to talk alright?"
"Fine Draco. I'll be there."
Draco left the Great Hall and shortly after, so did Hermione.
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KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Coming hold on!" Hermione called out. She had slipped out of her robed and into jeans and a shirt. She opened the door revealing Harry's face. He walked in and looked around.
"Showtime I guess. Have you got everything we need?" Harry walked over to the bag of arsenals on her bed.
"Yeah everything we need is in there. Good thing you got here five minutes early. We'll just make in time. Voldemort should be unsuspecting. From what Draco told me there is a meeting tonight only for the Inner Circle, which ranks above Draco. Have you got everything you will need?"
Harry quickly checked his pockets and got the bag of arsenals. "Ok all ready! Let's make this quick, yes?"
"Agreed. Now take my hand and you'll feel a little weird, but we should get there fine." Hermione took Harry's hand and flames enveloped them. Harry certainly thought it was a weird sensation, but better than Floo! He felt a warm tickling sensation and then as quickly as it came, it went.
Harry just looked around at the surroundings. If this was Voldemort's palace, when would he sell?! There was a gothic-dark appeal to the big loft area. There was a staircase in front of Harry and two doors to his immediate left. Hermione equipped a few stunning potions.
"Harry those two door are the only way in and out of his lair. His palace is just a façade for his actual place. We go through the door on the left. There is a big staircase from what I can see-"
"Wait you can see down there?! How? There are objects in the way?!" Harry looked incredulously at Hermione.
"I have an ability to see through objects. Now like I was saying, e go down the big staircase and then you take me to Voldemort. Are you good so far?"
Harry's incredulous look had not gone away.
"Now how do you think that I will approach Voldemort? Afterwards would you like me to invite him to a movie!? Geese Herm! There are some areas that you obviously didn't tell me about!" Harry hissed.
Hermione rolled her eyes. She knew he would be mad, but honestly did he expect her to come unequipped?
"Harry don't worry. I have every planned alright, just do as I say. Now I will put a shimmer on you to look like Draco, that way you can just tell him that you brought me because I found out. Now hold on this may feel weird." Hermione pointed her hands in Harry's direction. She started on Draco so that she could get the physical part right.
She pictured Draco's sunlight blonde hair. How the hue of it made the sun envious of its gleam, giving him a halo appearance; her angel. She next thought about the shape of his face and body and the color of his skin. His body rivaled that of any god making the Earth seem unworthy of him. His skin was a light tan, the sweet color of ripe cantaloupe that is delicious when lips are upon it. Next his eyes, which were a gray-blue, almost silver. The way you could just look into them and think of only him. Everything else in the world could be dieing, but in his eyes is the world; that's where everything is alive. The window into his heart, his soul; where he displays his emotions like having his heart on his sleeve.
Hermione's heart felt uneasy and guilty because she had lied and left her soul mate. She opened her eyes and saw the very thing that she dreaded. Draco was standing there, eyes intense and jaw set. She would have screamed has she not remembered that the shimmer was melting because only she could see the real being behind the mask.
"My goodness! I do a good job! You look exactly like him! How do you feel?" Hermione asked to get out of her stupor. She had already broken down, there was no need for that again.
Harry shifted to get used to his new limbs…only they weren't new, they were his.
"I feel very honored to look like a ferret. Herm…you must have done a very good job even on me because I don't feel different!"
"No transfigurations remember? That would take away too much of my power. All I need to do was make you appear as Draco and sound like him to others. It's a shimmer."
"Yeah I remember that. Moody placed one on me in fifth year."
Hermione picked up the bag of arsenals and shrunk it. "Kind of, but this one is a specific shimmer. Now come on. I have shrunk the bag to take it in with me. Remember Harry we are here only to get Amyris. We kill Voldemort when she is back at the palace and safe."
Harry sighed deeply. "Yes I know and leaving you here alone with him doesn't settle nicely with me. You will signal me once you have her right?"
"Yes Harry now c'mon I want to see you act condescending. Draco is cocky, but he knows when not to be and this is one of those times. You have to put the moving body spell on me. I'll pretend I'm stunned and just proceed down the stairs and to him. I will use my telepathy if you need it."
Harry nodded. "Ok. Mobilis Corpus!" Hermione hovered off of the ground and Harry opened the right door to go down to meet Voldemort.
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Did I leave it at a cliffhanger? Why yes I did! How about that! Well sorry for it, but I needed to stop sometime soon or else I would have gotten to the good part!
Mdemanatee: Thank you and I will write again. The last chapter and maybe an epilogue…
Crazy4DillynDraco: Draco still has the Dark Mark and we'll see that come into play in the next and LAST chapter. Yes they did get a divorce, but if you read completely, they got back together after Hermione lost her son.
Hells Angel: Sorry about the fright! I hope you have a beautiful baby and healthy as well. I myself plan to be an OB/GYN, so I love kids! As far as the Hermione thing…I really can't make any promises. I have already written the final chapter and hopefully you all will like, or hate it don't matter.
Ihateprepsandthe7: Again I can't make any promises. I didn't plan on the ending I have it just sort of came. As you can probably tell a little, my writing changed from the first couple of chapters. I guess I am writing a tragedy…=
Tash: Yes eep indeed! I agree that Viktor is a jerk, at first he did what he was doing for good reasons, but those changed for personal gain. Now all he wants is his freedom. Now you don't know for sure if Hermione is going to die. All I am saying is that the ending will be sad. An effective tool of a writer is to lead the reader astray from the actual plot. I believe I am doing a good job in that …
Tara-Yo: Yes there will be an open EPILOGUE I believe. I would like to leave it open just so that there can be a chance for a sequel. I mean I won't make it too obvious, but the possibility will still stand.
Paprika90: Now I don't know if that vision will come true. That vision took place when Amyris was talking, still young, but talking. If I write a sequel I won't make it that far ahead.
Claudia Malfoy: Thank you. (Takes a bow) Thank you!
Legessa: When was your faith in me wavering? D Well yes I am leaving the option of a sequel open. Depends on how people like the ending and whether they want me to continue. Don't worry the sad ending is definitely happening. I don't see it leaving any time soon. So yeah keep Puffs next to you at all times! :,,( And thank you for the goddess compliment, I agree indubitably!
Soul-Dead-Dragon: Glad that you enjoyed it! There will be more!
Note One: One more chapter!!!!
Note two: Very sad ending. Well at least in my eyes it is. BE WARNED!!
Note Three: 'All for love' by Bryan Adams
Note four: I have thought about it and if I get enough reviews, there will most definitely be a SEQUEL!