Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot
Hermione was running through Hogwarts, a dark figure chasing her. Sweat beaded her forehead, but she knew she couldn't stop or she would face something far worse than death. For in death she would have a release of her nightmares, she would be in peace. The dark figure gained on her as she reach the stairway. If only she could get to the portrait in the common room, then she would be safe. Hermione was running up the stairway as the dark figure caught the ends of her robe. The figure let out a cruel and twisted laugh as he dragged her into an abandoned class room. A shrill scream errupted from Hermione.
Hermione quickly sat up in her bed, rocking back and forth, mumbling to herself: "It was just a dream. He can't reach me here, I'm safe." Sweat was sticking to her body and trickled down her forehead. Her eyes scanned the room, but she only found darkness and shadows; nothing out of the ordinary. Then there was a slight knocking on the door.
"Are you ok in there?" Draco asked through the solid oak door.
"Y-Y-Yes" Hermione stuttered.
"Good, Mudblood, because some of us would like to get some sleep around here," Draco snarled as he marched back down the stairs in which he came from.
'I wonder what could have made her scream like that.' Draco thought to himself. 'For a minute I thought that Voldermort himself were in that room with her.' Draco headed back to his own room and opened the door and climbed back into his large, four poster bed.
"Why should I care anyway? She is just a stupid, beautiful Mudblood." Draco said outloud. "Wait, where did that come from? Hermione? beautiful? NEVER!" Draco said, laying down to catch some more sleep before classes started.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione couldn't sleep. She saw his face everytime she closed her eyes. That horrid face glaring at her, tauting her. It caused goosebumps to rise on her skin.
So, she slowly got out of bed and gathered some clean pj's. She decided she would take a bath to calm her shaking nerves. Hermione walked out of her dorm and through the common room. She went directly to the bathroom and flipped on the light switch.
She was astonished! There was a large, white marble bathtub with gold and silver knobs. A large mirror hung over the sink and cold, black marble floors adorned the ground.
"Are you alright dear?" a kind voice asked. Hermione was startled for a moment and looked around quickly her eyes landed on the large mirror.
"Yes, I am fine." Hermione said
"Are you sure dear?" The mirror asked.
"Yeah, why do you want to know?" Hermione questioned.
"Because most people don't take baths at 3:00 in the morning." The mirror chuckled lightly, "You seem tense. May I suggest Lavender bubbles? Lavender always seems to calm the nerves."
"Why thank you," Hermione said giving a small smile to the mirror and quickly turning on the tap. She looked at the tap stangely, obviously confused.
"Just tap the faucet twice and tell it what sort of bubbles you want, dear, and it will accomadate for you." The mirror supplied.
"Thanks again," Hermione said with a small smile. She tapped the faucet twice, "Lavender bubbles, please."
The faucet started spitting out lavender bubbles in the shape of small flowers. The aroma filled the room quickly, and steam rose around the tub. Hermione shed her clothes and slowly sank into the bath tub.
She swam a lap of two around the bath to try to get rid of some anixety. Then, she leaned against the wall of the tub and let her head fall back, just relaxing and letting the soothing smell fill her nostrils.
Hermione became drowsy after about thirty minutes and decided it was time to get out and try to get more sleep. So she stepped out of the tub and dried herself off with a large, fluffy red towel and put on her clean pair of PJ's. She headed back toward her room after telling the mirror good night.
~*~*~*~*~
Thanks to everyone who has reviewed and sorry it took so long for me to write a new chapter.
And thanks to my Beta Reader.
Hermione was running through Hogwarts, a dark figure chasing her. Sweat beaded her forehead, but she knew she couldn't stop or she would face something far worse than death. For in death she would have a release of her nightmares, she would be in peace. The dark figure gained on her as she reach the stairway. If only she could get to the portrait in the common room, then she would be safe. Hermione was running up the stairway as the dark figure caught the ends of her robe. The figure let out a cruel and twisted laugh as he dragged her into an abandoned class room. A shrill scream errupted from Hermione.
Hermione quickly sat up in her bed, rocking back and forth, mumbling to herself: "It was just a dream. He can't reach me here, I'm safe." Sweat was sticking to her body and trickled down her forehead. Her eyes scanned the room, but she only found darkness and shadows; nothing out of the ordinary. Then there was a slight knocking on the door.
"Are you ok in there?" Draco asked through the solid oak door.
"Y-Y-Yes" Hermione stuttered.
"Good, Mudblood, because some of us would like to get some sleep around here," Draco snarled as he marched back down the stairs in which he came from.
'I wonder what could have made her scream like that.' Draco thought to himself. 'For a minute I thought that Voldermort himself were in that room with her.' Draco headed back to his own room and opened the door and climbed back into his large, four poster bed.
"Why should I care anyway? She is just a stupid, beautiful Mudblood." Draco said outloud. "Wait, where did that come from? Hermione? beautiful? NEVER!" Draco said, laying down to catch some more sleep before classes started.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione couldn't sleep. She saw his face everytime she closed her eyes. That horrid face glaring at her, tauting her. It caused goosebumps to rise on her skin.
So, she slowly got out of bed and gathered some clean pj's. She decided she would take a bath to calm her shaking nerves. Hermione walked out of her dorm and through the common room. She went directly to the bathroom and flipped on the light switch.
She was astonished! There was a large, white marble bathtub with gold and silver knobs. A large mirror hung over the sink and cold, black marble floors adorned the ground.
"Are you alright dear?" a kind voice asked. Hermione was startled for a moment and looked around quickly her eyes landed on the large mirror.
"Yes, I am fine." Hermione said
"Are you sure dear?" The mirror asked.
"Yeah, why do you want to know?" Hermione questioned.
"Because most people don't take baths at 3:00 in the morning." The mirror chuckled lightly, "You seem tense. May I suggest Lavender bubbles? Lavender always seems to calm the nerves."
"Why thank you," Hermione said giving a small smile to the mirror and quickly turning on the tap. She looked at the tap stangely, obviously confused.
"Just tap the faucet twice and tell it what sort of bubbles you want, dear, and it will accomadate for you." The mirror supplied.
"Thanks again," Hermione said with a small smile. She tapped the faucet twice, "Lavender bubbles, please."
The faucet started spitting out lavender bubbles in the shape of small flowers. The aroma filled the room quickly, and steam rose around the tub. Hermione shed her clothes and slowly sank into the bath tub.
She swam a lap of two around the bath to try to get rid of some anixety. Then, she leaned against the wall of the tub and let her head fall back, just relaxing and letting the soothing smell fill her nostrils.
Hermione became drowsy after about thirty minutes and decided it was time to get out and try to get more sleep. So she stepped out of the tub and dried herself off with a large, fluffy red towel and put on her clean pair of PJ's. She headed back toward her room after telling the mirror good night.
~*~*~*~*~
Thanks to everyone who has reviewed and sorry it took so long for me to write a new chapter.
And thanks to my Beta Reader.