Chapter 7- Patronuses
What does he want? Did I say anything wrong?
The silky blue curtains were waving slightly by the breeze of the night wind, occasionally, some flakes of snow floats gently onto the carpte, dissolved away. Hermione Granger was laying on her bed, memories of the afternoon replays like an video tape on her mind...
"Hey, are... are you alright, Malfoy? You seemed to-" Hermione started , but soon got cut off by a pair of dry lips. Draco pressed Hermione very hard against the bedroon door, his arm wrapping around her body very tightly, where had lefted some bruises. He just pressed his skinny but strong body against Hermione's petite ones, he didn't kiss Hermione, but just pushed his lips against hers, and stayed like that position for more than enough for Hermione's lip to bleed. The blood dripped onto his lips, brought him to reality. He stomped out of the door, not showing any emotions, where he left Hermione alone, stunned by the ununderstandable action......
She did not understand the reason why Draco kissed her, not does she know anything about Draco's life. Lucius has been a loving father before, but not anymore. Hermione sat up straight, grabbed a jacket next to her bed, and walked outside to get some fresh air.
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The air was really chilly, a typical winter night. A certain blond wizard was sitting on a rock, covered with flakes of soft snow. His nose was purple, due to the cold breeze, his mind is cold, because of his father.
He never was proud of him, well, after he had "changed", but as a son, Draco had loved him almost with every piece of his body. Everyday, he had prayed that Lucius would be back to normal, but everyday, the situation gets worse and worse. His mother never laughed, or even twiched or muscle after the "change", until she finally saw Elizabeth again. The Malfoy manor was filled with torches of fire, but this didn't make the house warm, instead, it's even darker. Now Voldemort is dead, Draco thought he would be back to normal. But no... he died, without reason. He didn't have any bruises, he was just dead, laying on the ground. He was obviously killed by Avreda Kedavra, but non-dark wizard cannot conjure these spells. Who killed him? Who-
Draco's thought was distracted by a blinding light. After the light faded, a glowing swan was floating gracefully over the frozen lake. It flapped its wings several times until it's high up the sky, it glided down on the lake, took a turn, flew back up, still not loosing it's grace. It flew around for several rounds, taking all of Draco's attention. Soon, the glow started to fade, and the swan vanished elegantly. Behind the swan, an exquisite figure appeared, holding a wand, obviously the conjurer of the swan.
The witch soon stepped out of the shade, revealing some brown curls, hanging loosesly on her shoulder. The face was pale, but somewhat beaming with red blush. The chocolate eyes looked up, as the pupil got smaller because of the suprise. It was Hermione. It was Mudblood who is not Mudblood anymore.
"Malfoy!" Hermione yelled, "What..What are you doing out here?" Draco replied her with a glare.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Hermione accused.
"What was the swan thing?" Draco question, ignoring Hermione's question.
"That was just a Patronum," Hermione answered FIY-ly as she quoted from the book, "It is formed by the joy of your mind and body, more of the thoughts of joy you have, the stronger you Patronus is. Particularly against Dementors, which feeds on the happy thought of yours. Patronum acts as a light shield, protect you from the Dementors. If the Patronum is powerful enough, it might be able to regain your strength and form a portion of your soul if you conjure it during the "kiss". The Patronum's shapes differs from the personality and behaviours of the conjurer, but they all serve a same purpose."
With Harry or Ron, they would just fall asleep on the first word Hermione says, but no, Draco was still listening intendly. She was suprise at this action, unnoticingly, she is getting a bit fond at Draco.
"Umm... It's really interesting..." Draco muttered to himself as Hermione's voice started.
"Malfoy..." She said, "Umm...I'm sorry for being..." But the blond wizard wasn't paying attention, he was still thinking about the Patronus. He was always fond at Charms and spells, and he was exceptionally clever at school works, though you might never tell. The coldness in the air seemed have faded a bit after the conjuring of Patronum, Draco had some questions, so he asked.
"Does this Patronum warm the areas? The Patronum is supposes to be opposing the Dementors, their element is cold, so this must be warm. the happiness's base element is fire as well, so the warming is not very unusual. As the element of magic, Juticx and Hurit forms Happiness, but Juticx is fire-based, and Hurit is water based, so your body wouldn't feel extraordinarily cold or hot. The Patronum takes out part of Judicx, so the air would be warmed by the chemical, is that correct?" He stated Chemiology to Hermione, who seemed to be very suprised.
"Very good point," She replied, "I had never thought of the Patronum that way. You might really be correct, because Chemiology is very accurate. Dementors takes Juticx out from your body, and instead, out more Hurits into you. That's why you felt cold if you meet a dementor. Patronum has one flaw, though. It takes Judicx, so if it's not powerful enough against a Dementor, your Judicx will be less, so Dementor would affect more on you with its power."
"Anyway, I really need to learn how to make the Patronum, since these days are really getting cold." Draco smiled at Hermione, "Can you help?"
"Sure why not." Hermione replied, not noticing Draco's out-of-character-ness, "Just picture a very happy image of your life, and say 'expecto Patronum'. Try it!"
Draco was rummaging a picture of happiness in his cold minds, but all he could find was sadness. Lucius.... He was brought into the sad memory of his father again, the father who loved him, but no more... But soon, he found a tingling sensation in his stomach, as a happy thought squeazed its way into his mind.
"Expecto Patronum!" He yelled as a glower shone out from the tip of his wands. The light became thinner and longer, as a short snake crawled around his feet. It vanished drastically as he heard some claps.
"Great job, Draco!" Said Hermione happily as she cheered, "Harry couldn't even do this on his first try! You seem to be really clever! So what thoughts did you think about?"
Draco Malfoy's smile soon faded as he remembered the death of Lucius. The happy though he thought about was when Voldemort is destroyed, Lucius would be back to normal. But he is dead now.... Anger rose very quickly inside of Draco, as he pushed Hermione out of his way and walked back to the manor.
A/N: Did you like this chapter? I added this so the plot would go a bit smoother. I really think it's going a bit too fast. I'm requesting a beta now, I haven't really decided who should be it, but so far I had only gotten two mails. If you want to be one, just e-mail or just review to me. CrazyNoodles, if you are here, please tell me because I really want you to be one of my betas and your e-amil address doesn't work.