Trust Me
This is my new fic. Im only writing it as i go. I dont know anything about it at this point except that its a Draco/ Hermione ship. I hope you like it!
YES I OWN HARRY POTTER AND COMPANY! I DARE YOU TO TRY AND SUE ME! MWAHAHAHA! *wakes up* huh, what? oh. What an awesome dream. but sadly, i do not own Harry Potter...darn.
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"Please, dont do it, im begging you..."
"No one can save you and your retched filth of a family now mudblood..."
"NO! dont hurt them! I'll do anything just dont hurt them! I beg of you........"
"Ive so waited for the day that you would finally bow down to me and admit the filth that you are..."
" You evil git........"
"Say goodbye...."
**
Hermione woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, silent tears running down her cheeks. This wasnt the first time she had horrible dreams about her slytherin enemy over summer holidays. In fact, when she thought about it, it was her second nightmare this week!
"Whats going on?" she whispered softly to the darkness that surrounded her. "Why am I having these horrible nightmares over and over again? And after each one, I wake up like this." She continued to wonder why she kept seeing Draco Malfoy and his dark father in her dreams, each of them after her or her family. "He wouldn't dare come after me, not here, that is, if he even knows where I live. And besides, there are too many muggles around. It being so warm here, everyone likes to party at all hours of the night. Someone would surely notice." She decided to not dwell on the thought that, if the evil Malfoy family were under assignment of the Dark Lord Voldemort, that they wouldn't really care if there were a million muggles around. They would kill them all. However, as was mentioned, that wasnt really the thought she needed right now to comfort her, and so, she didnt think about it. Eventually Hermione did calm down, and she drifted back into a restless and uneasy sleep.
This time though, she didnt have a dream. In fact, she couldn't see anything where she was now. Instead, she only heard distand voices, that she could hardly make out, and so had to strain to hear.
"Dont worry, I wont let them hurt you..."
"But what if they find you?"
"They wont, I promise."
"I couldnt bear to see you hurt, if you must go, please, be careful."
"Trust me."
Hermione noticed the last voice was stern and, while full of concern, was also cold and somewhat familliar. She tried to find the source of the two voices, but after what seemed like forever, she found herself on her back, stareing at her bedroom celing, sleepy-eyed. She could hear her mothers soft voice calling her from downstairs. Slowly she pulled herself out of bed and pulled her bathrobe over her blue ankle length nightgown. As she walked down the stairs her parents greeted her with wide smiles.
"Hows our little honor witch this morning?"
"We made you breakfast muffin, we know your going to want to spend the day with your neighborhood friends before you go back to Pigpimples tomorrow..."
Hermione frowned at first, a bit confused, but then let out a little laugh at her fathers mistake. "Daddy, don't you mean Hogwarts?"
Mr. Granger went bright red at this point, he never thought he'd get such a name wrong, what with all the spellbooks with the Hogwarts seal cluttering his own daughters room. "Oh yes, well I, uh meant, umm, heh heh...." Mrs. Granger and Hermione merely laughed with him as they sat down to a hearty breakfast of scones and scrambled eggs with sausage.
When Hermione ate all she could eat, she said a temporary goodbye to her parents and went upstairs to her room once more to get dressed, streighten her hair with her new styler ( which she got from her cousin for her birthday) and packed her things for her journey to Kings Cross station the next day, and eventually Hogwarts. Then she left to go spend one more day with her neigborhood friends.
When she got home that day, she was completely exhausted. As usual, her friends were wondering what it was like going away to "a private, super- exclusive" school every year. Of course she couldn't tell them about Hogwarts for several reasons. First of all, they were muggles, they couldn't know. Second, they would never believe her. However, she often daydreamed about a day where they would all find out and idolize her for her miraculous skills in witchcraft.
Later that night, Hermione was hoping to, for once, sleep streight through the night. Tomorrow she would be starting her 6th year at Hogwarts, and she wanted to be in her best condition. She already had her clothes layed out for tomorrow, her maroon tee-shirt with small rhinestones around the collar, her denim jacket, and her best pair of blue jeans. After all, she didnt have to change into her stuffy Hogwarts uniform and robes untill they were approaching the school on the Hogwarts Express the next day. Hermione also decided she would keep her hair streight, and even though she hated makeup, decided to apply some tomorrow, to compliment her new hairstyle. She changed into her cleaned nightgown and layed back down to sleep, excited about the coming day.
**
"NO! NOT HARRY!.....You........ how could you?"
"Get over it Granger. You'll see him soon... as soon as I finish off your friends and family..."
"But why? Why would you do this?"
"Granger..."
"TELL ME! Why are you doing this?"
"Be quiet Granger."
"You betrayed me."
"Granger I'm telling you, be quiet"
**
Hermione awoke to a rainy day. She did as she did every morning. Stared at her ceiling and tried to remember her dreams, and forget her nightmares. However, Hermione didn't want to forget this one. As the words flooded back to her, she couldnt seem to recover the face she was talking to. She could remember she was crying, and in a great deal of emotional pain. But all she could see were a pair of eyes. Dark eyes. She could hardly even remember what color they were. All she knew is that they were familliarly cold eyes, at first showing anger and revenge, then slowly turning to sympathy and almost fear. Hermione didnt know why she said the things she said in her dream, or what it meant. Then she remembered Harrys name being mentioned. But then again, when was it not? Harry was among the most famous people in the wizarding world, and one of her best friends, and what with the excitement of seeing him again, she probably just got him mixed in subconciously.
"HERMIONE! ARE YOU AWAKE YET? YOU ARE GOING TO MISS THE TRAIN IF YOU TAKE MUCH LONGER DEAR!" Hermione heard her mother calling. She snapped out of her deep thought and realized how late it was. She jumped out of bed and got a quick shower. The water felt icy cold being as she didnt have time to adjust the temprature. It seemed that as soon as she was in, she was out again and throwing on her clothes. As she dried her hair with her styling dryer, her parents loaded her stuff into the car. Soon, everything was set and they were headed for Kings Cross at last.
Hermione said her goodbyes to her parents as they left her between platforms 9 and 10. She looked around first to see if anyone would get in their way, and then, when no one was looking, ran at the barrier as she had five times before. When she got onto platform 9 3/4, Hermione was greeted by the familliar smell of musty cloaks, spell dusts, potions ingredients and old leatherbound books. She closed her eyes lightly as she walked to take in the smells she had so missed the past two months. All of a sudden, she felt herself lurch forward, nearly being thrown over the top of the trolley she was pushing with her trunk on it. She then realized that she had crashed into someone else's trolley.
"Watch it Granger" The voice said. Hermiones heart raced as she opened her eyes. There stood...........Harry.
Harry just laughed as hard as he could at the look on her face. "GOTCHA HERMIONE! Oh the look on your face was priceless!" Hermione just took a deep breath and laughed alongside Harry. She imagined the look on her face was pretty funny, and she was just relieved that it wasn't Malfoy. She knew she'd have to face him sometime, but she couldn't bear it. Not now. She and Harry stood and talked as the conductor took their bags and hurried them onto the train. Soon enough they ran into Ron and Ginny Weasley. Nearly 10 minutes later they boarded the train, ready for yet another year of Witchcraft, Wizardry, and trouble that they didn't expect...
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Well? How am i doing so far? I think its cool. but the reason its here is so that you can decide. See the little link below that says "Submit Review" with a blue background? Why dont you click on that? That way, you can tell me what you think of my fanfic! Peace out! -Raya Lyons ^-^
This is my new fic. Im only writing it as i go. I dont know anything about it at this point except that its a Draco/ Hermione ship. I hope you like it!
YES I OWN HARRY POTTER AND COMPANY! I DARE YOU TO TRY AND SUE ME! MWAHAHAHA! *wakes up* huh, what? oh. What an awesome dream. but sadly, i do not own Harry Potter...darn.
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"Please, dont do it, im begging you..."
"No one can save you and your retched filth of a family now mudblood..."
"NO! dont hurt them! I'll do anything just dont hurt them! I beg of you........"
"Ive so waited for the day that you would finally bow down to me and admit the filth that you are..."
" You evil git........"
"Say goodbye...."
**
Hermione woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, silent tears running down her cheeks. This wasnt the first time she had horrible dreams about her slytherin enemy over summer holidays. In fact, when she thought about it, it was her second nightmare this week!
"Whats going on?" she whispered softly to the darkness that surrounded her. "Why am I having these horrible nightmares over and over again? And after each one, I wake up like this." She continued to wonder why she kept seeing Draco Malfoy and his dark father in her dreams, each of them after her or her family. "He wouldn't dare come after me, not here, that is, if he even knows where I live. And besides, there are too many muggles around. It being so warm here, everyone likes to party at all hours of the night. Someone would surely notice." She decided to not dwell on the thought that, if the evil Malfoy family were under assignment of the Dark Lord Voldemort, that they wouldn't really care if there were a million muggles around. They would kill them all. However, as was mentioned, that wasnt really the thought she needed right now to comfort her, and so, she didnt think about it. Eventually Hermione did calm down, and she drifted back into a restless and uneasy sleep.
This time though, she didnt have a dream. In fact, she couldn't see anything where she was now. Instead, she only heard distand voices, that she could hardly make out, and so had to strain to hear.
"Dont worry, I wont let them hurt you..."
"But what if they find you?"
"They wont, I promise."
"I couldnt bear to see you hurt, if you must go, please, be careful."
"Trust me."
Hermione noticed the last voice was stern and, while full of concern, was also cold and somewhat familliar. She tried to find the source of the two voices, but after what seemed like forever, she found herself on her back, stareing at her bedroom celing, sleepy-eyed. She could hear her mothers soft voice calling her from downstairs. Slowly she pulled herself out of bed and pulled her bathrobe over her blue ankle length nightgown. As she walked down the stairs her parents greeted her with wide smiles.
"Hows our little honor witch this morning?"
"We made you breakfast muffin, we know your going to want to spend the day with your neighborhood friends before you go back to Pigpimples tomorrow..."
Hermione frowned at first, a bit confused, but then let out a little laugh at her fathers mistake. "Daddy, don't you mean Hogwarts?"
Mr. Granger went bright red at this point, he never thought he'd get such a name wrong, what with all the spellbooks with the Hogwarts seal cluttering his own daughters room. "Oh yes, well I, uh meant, umm, heh heh...." Mrs. Granger and Hermione merely laughed with him as they sat down to a hearty breakfast of scones and scrambled eggs with sausage.
When Hermione ate all she could eat, she said a temporary goodbye to her parents and went upstairs to her room once more to get dressed, streighten her hair with her new styler ( which she got from her cousin for her birthday) and packed her things for her journey to Kings Cross station the next day, and eventually Hogwarts. Then she left to go spend one more day with her neigborhood friends.
When she got home that day, she was completely exhausted. As usual, her friends were wondering what it was like going away to "a private, super- exclusive" school every year. Of course she couldn't tell them about Hogwarts for several reasons. First of all, they were muggles, they couldn't know. Second, they would never believe her. However, she often daydreamed about a day where they would all find out and idolize her for her miraculous skills in witchcraft.
Later that night, Hermione was hoping to, for once, sleep streight through the night. Tomorrow she would be starting her 6th year at Hogwarts, and she wanted to be in her best condition. She already had her clothes layed out for tomorrow, her maroon tee-shirt with small rhinestones around the collar, her denim jacket, and her best pair of blue jeans. After all, she didnt have to change into her stuffy Hogwarts uniform and robes untill they were approaching the school on the Hogwarts Express the next day. Hermione also decided she would keep her hair streight, and even though she hated makeup, decided to apply some tomorrow, to compliment her new hairstyle. She changed into her cleaned nightgown and layed back down to sleep, excited about the coming day.
**
"NO! NOT HARRY!.....You........ how could you?"
"Get over it Granger. You'll see him soon... as soon as I finish off your friends and family..."
"But why? Why would you do this?"
"Granger..."
"TELL ME! Why are you doing this?"
"Be quiet Granger."
"You betrayed me."
"Granger I'm telling you, be quiet"
**
Hermione awoke to a rainy day. She did as she did every morning. Stared at her ceiling and tried to remember her dreams, and forget her nightmares. However, Hermione didn't want to forget this one. As the words flooded back to her, she couldnt seem to recover the face she was talking to. She could remember she was crying, and in a great deal of emotional pain. But all she could see were a pair of eyes. Dark eyes. She could hardly even remember what color they were. All she knew is that they were familliarly cold eyes, at first showing anger and revenge, then slowly turning to sympathy and almost fear. Hermione didnt know why she said the things she said in her dream, or what it meant. Then she remembered Harrys name being mentioned. But then again, when was it not? Harry was among the most famous people in the wizarding world, and one of her best friends, and what with the excitement of seeing him again, she probably just got him mixed in subconciously.
"HERMIONE! ARE YOU AWAKE YET? YOU ARE GOING TO MISS THE TRAIN IF YOU TAKE MUCH LONGER DEAR!" Hermione heard her mother calling. She snapped out of her deep thought and realized how late it was. She jumped out of bed and got a quick shower. The water felt icy cold being as she didnt have time to adjust the temprature. It seemed that as soon as she was in, she was out again and throwing on her clothes. As she dried her hair with her styling dryer, her parents loaded her stuff into the car. Soon, everything was set and they were headed for Kings Cross at last.
Hermione said her goodbyes to her parents as they left her between platforms 9 and 10. She looked around first to see if anyone would get in their way, and then, when no one was looking, ran at the barrier as she had five times before. When she got onto platform 9 3/4, Hermione was greeted by the familliar smell of musty cloaks, spell dusts, potions ingredients and old leatherbound books. She closed her eyes lightly as she walked to take in the smells she had so missed the past two months. All of a sudden, she felt herself lurch forward, nearly being thrown over the top of the trolley she was pushing with her trunk on it. She then realized that she had crashed into someone else's trolley.
"Watch it Granger" The voice said. Hermiones heart raced as she opened her eyes. There stood...........Harry.
Harry just laughed as hard as he could at the look on her face. "GOTCHA HERMIONE! Oh the look on your face was priceless!" Hermione just took a deep breath and laughed alongside Harry. She imagined the look on her face was pretty funny, and she was just relieved that it wasn't Malfoy. She knew she'd have to face him sometime, but she couldn't bear it. Not now. She and Harry stood and talked as the conductor took their bags and hurried them onto the train. Soon enough they ran into Ron and Ginny Weasley. Nearly 10 minutes later they boarded the train, ready for yet another year of Witchcraft, Wizardry, and trouble that they didn't expect...
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Well? How am i doing so far? I think its cool. but the reason its here is so that you can decide. See the little link below that says "Submit Review" with a blue background? Why dont you click on that? That way, you can tell me what you think of my fanfic! Peace out! -Raya Lyons ^-^