Chapter Four
"Mudblood! Where the hells you come from???" Draco spat, having been run into by Granger from out of nowhere.
"None of your business. Sorry for running into you."
Draco shook his head. Sorry... from her? She was hiding something. "You're the one who ran into me." He said, grabbing her arm. "I at least have a right to know where the hell from."
She growled. "Unless you want a repeat of this morning, I suggest you let go of me."
"Ha, muggle defense. You sure caught Dean with it. Think your smart, are you?" He pulled her close to him, but guarded himself. "I will ask you this one more time, where were you?"
"NO WHERE, NOW LET GO!" She half screamed, struggling from him. Suddenly something caught his eye. Her necklace had fallen out. She saw him stare, and she quickly used her other hand to grab it and tuck back in her shirt. He took a finger and hooked it around the leather, pulling it back out. The same as the one Aleva-Reia had given him.
"Where did you get that?" He spoke softly.
"A friend."
He touched the necklace under his shirt. He let go of her arm and pulled it out of his shirt. She gasped, and shook her head. He just looked at his hand, the small pendant in his hand. Why she looked so confused, he didn't know. The Aleva-Reia had a plan, and he didn't like how it was turning out.
"What is her name?" He said, still looking at her.
"I won't tell you. She told me no one was to know I had this..."
"The Aleva are like that."
"The what?"
So, she didn't know about them. He shook his head. "Can we talk privately?"
"No." she stepped back from him. He scowled himself. Why should she trust him?
"For your information, Mudblood, I know something you don't, and you know something I don't. so it would make sense..."
"NO! I will not betray her, not when I just got her back. She's been gone to long for me to make her mad at me, so you can just forget it, Malfoy. Leave me alone, and forget what you saw."
"Who can I forget when I..." He then remembered, the seventh year sister... Damn, she was the Aleva-Reia's Sister! "It can't be..."
"Shut up." She said, and walked quickly down the hall with Malfoy staring at her. He had to get a letter to Aleva-Reia. She had to tell hermi... Granger what she really was. Moreover, he couldn't call her mudblood anymore.
Hermione burst into her room, securely locking the door behind her. There was no way that her sister knew Malfoy. It was impossible. Malfoy was the enemy. In addition, he had almost found out about her hideout. She rummaged through her things, pulling out the picture of Rini she had kept since she was small. It was Rini, standing on a mountain, looking out into the world. She looked like she was going to fly, and Hermione had always hoped that maybe one day, her sister would swoop her up and off on all the adventures she had heard of in the letter she had received. Paris, India, Japan, all those places she longed to visit and had never been to, all the places she received letters from. Hermione laid on her bed, and hummed "Almost doesn't count" until she fell asleep, still staring at her sister's picture.
Draco scanned the common room for Granger, and when he didn't see her, he walked up to her room. He knocked, and when no answer came, he tried the door. It was locked. He quickly unlocked it with his wand, and slowly opened the door. "Granger?" he spoke. "Granger we need to..." He saw her asleep on the large four poster bed. He looked in her hand and saw a picture frame. He walked closer, looking closely. Right before he got to it, she moved. He stepped back, and she woke up, and jumped when she saw him, clutching the picture frame to her chest. "What do you want now, Malfoy?" Her eyes were full of so many emotions. "Sorry. I need to talk to you about what happened earlier. Let me show you a letter I got to day." He hurried to his room, and picked the letter up off his desk. When he turned around, she was standing in his door. He handed to her, and she read it. Her hand went to her mouth. She looked up at him. "When did you get this?" "Today." She looked at him. "Why... why show me this, why be nice, why..." "Aleva-Reia saved my life. She told me that one day she would call me to protect her most treasured one. I thought it would be a child, but I think it's you." He ran his hand through his hair. "I gave my oath, and that I understand. But she is coming to Hogwarts soon, and we will know soon enough." "I don't need protecion. I am fine on my own. I am used to Taking care of me and every one else." He shook his head and bit at her. "Yeah well, it ain't my idea. This whole oath thing really sucks. But I have never broken my word before, so whether you like it or not, I have to do this. But I don't have to be nice to you." "Shut it Malfoy. I can't understand why Rini would ever even be near you and your family." "My mother is why." "So." "So... go away." "Fine!" she stormed away, pissed at so many things. Draco crumpled the letter that she had dropped, and through it across the room. How was he supposed to do this? He would get into hell with his father if he knew. And the Slytherin house would never understand. His entire life planned and before him come spring. He hated the thought of serving in his father's footsteps, and his mother had been fighting to keep him from it. However, protecting the Mud... wait, he couldn't say that any more. She was the sister of Aleva-Reia, princess of the circle of fire. And none of them was ever to be called mudbloods, no matter the background. He need some distraction, and knew just the ditz to give it to him.
Hermione wanted to throw things, and scream and shout. Some many things had happened in one day, thank gods that tomorrow was Saturday. She really needed a break, she pondered the fact of flooing to London, but decided against it. She would go to Hogmeade and find suitable things there. She still needed a few things, and a day with Ginny would be nice. And seeing Fred and Gorge would make her forget the chaos that happened that day. She switched clothes into her silk red sleep shorts and cami, and then went into the common room to read by the fire. She wanted to forget the world.
"Mudblood! Where the hells you come from???" Draco spat, having been run into by Granger from out of nowhere.
"None of your business. Sorry for running into you."
Draco shook his head. Sorry... from her? She was hiding something. "You're the one who ran into me." He said, grabbing her arm. "I at least have a right to know where the hell from."
She growled. "Unless you want a repeat of this morning, I suggest you let go of me."
"Ha, muggle defense. You sure caught Dean with it. Think your smart, are you?" He pulled her close to him, but guarded himself. "I will ask you this one more time, where were you?"
"NO WHERE, NOW LET GO!" She half screamed, struggling from him. Suddenly something caught his eye. Her necklace had fallen out. She saw him stare, and she quickly used her other hand to grab it and tuck back in her shirt. He took a finger and hooked it around the leather, pulling it back out. The same as the one Aleva-Reia had given him.
"Where did you get that?" He spoke softly.
"A friend."
He touched the necklace under his shirt. He let go of her arm and pulled it out of his shirt. She gasped, and shook her head. He just looked at his hand, the small pendant in his hand. Why she looked so confused, he didn't know. The Aleva-Reia had a plan, and he didn't like how it was turning out.
"What is her name?" He said, still looking at her.
"I won't tell you. She told me no one was to know I had this..."
"The Aleva are like that."
"The what?"
So, she didn't know about them. He shook his head. "Can we talk privately?"
"No." she stepped back from him. He scowled himself. Why should she trust him?
"For your information, Mudblood, I know something you don't, and you know something I don't. so it would make sense..."
"NO! I will not betray her, not when I just got her back. She's been gone to long for me to make her mad at me, so you can just forget it, Malfoy. Leave me alone, and forget what you saw."
"Who can I forget when I..." He then remembered, the seventh year sister... Damn, she was the Aleva-Reia's Sister! "It can't be..."
"Shut up." She said, and walked quickly down the hall with Malfoy staring at her. He had to get a letter to Aleva-Reia. She had to tell hermi... Granger what she really was. Moreover, he couldn't call her mudblood anymore.
Hermione burst into her room, securely locking the door behind her. There was no way that her sister knew Malfoy. It was impossible. Malfoy was the enemy. In addition, he had almost found out about her hideout. She rummaged through her things, pulling out the picture of Rini she had kept since she was small. It was Rini, standing on a mountain, looking out into the world. She looked like she was going to fly, and Hermione had always hoped that maybe one day, her sister would swoop her up and off on all the adventures she had heard of in the letter she had received. Paris, India, Japan, all those places she longed to visit and had never been to, all the places she received letters from. Hermione laid on her bed, and hummed "Almost doesn't count" until she fell asleep, still staring at her sister's picture.
Draco scanned the common room for Granger, and when he didn't see her, he walked up to her room. He knocked, and when no answer came, he tried the door. It was locked. He quickly unlocked it with his wand, and slowly opened the door. "Granger?" he spoke. "Granger we need to..." He saw her asleep on the large four poster bed. He looked in her hand and saw a picture frame. He walked closer, looking closely. Right before he got to it, she moved. He stepped back, and she woke up, and jumped when she saw him, clutching the picture frame to her chest. "What do you want now, Malfoy?" Her eyes were full of so many emotions. "Sorry. I need to talk to you about what happened earlier. Let me show you a letter I got to day." He hurried to his room, and picked the letter up off his desk. When he turned around, she was standing in his door. He handed to her, and she read it. Her hand went to her mouth. She looked up at him. "When did you get this?" "Today." She looked at him. "Why... why show me this, why be nice, why..." "Aleva-Reia saved my life. She told me that one day she would call me to protect her most treasured one. I thought it would be a child, but I think it's you." He ran his hand through his hair. "I gave my oath, and that I understand. But she is coming to Hogwarts soon, and we will know soon enough." "I don't need protecion. I am fine on my own. I am used to Taking care of me and every one else." He shook his head and bit at her. "Yeah well, it ain't my idea. This whole oath thing really sucks. But I have never broken my word before, so whether you like it or not, I have to do this. But I don't have to be nice to you." "Shut it Malfoy. I can't understand why Rini would ever even be near you and your family." "My mother is why." "So." "So... go away." "Fine!" she stormed away, pissed at so many things. Draco crumpled the letter that she had dropped, and through it across the room. How was he supposed to do this? He would get into hell with his father if he knew. And the Slytherin house would never understand. His entire life planned and before him come spring. He hated the thought of serving in his father's footsteps, and his mother had been fighting to keep him from it. However, protecting the Mud... wait, he couldn't say that any more. She was the sister of Aleva-Reia, princess of the circle of fire. And none of them was ever to be called mudbloods, no matter the background. He need some distraction, and knew just the ditz to give it to him.
Hermione wanted to throw things, and scream and shout. Some many things had happened in one day, thank gods that tomorrow was Saturday. She really needed a break, she pondered the fact of flooing to London, but decided against it. She would go to Hogmeade and find suitable things there. She still needed a few things, and a day with Ginny would be nice. And seeing Fred and Gorge would make her forget the chaos that happened that day. She switched clothes into her silk red sleep shorts and cami, and then went into the common room to read by the fire. She wanted to forget the world.