-A/N: Well, I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed. And for those of you
who didn't know, I just posted a new story, and it would mean the world to
me if you would read and review it. Even if you don't want to read it,
please tell your friends about it. It is called "The Blooming of a Flower".
It is a Lord of the Rings story, just to let all of you know. Also, this
story is going to be over soon, so I'm contemplating whether or not to do a
sequel. I want your guys ideas in, PLEASE!!!
Reviewers:
heartangel: Hey, thank you so much for your review. I can't tell you who the killers are, so you are going to have to figure it out yourself.
erika: Hey, what's with the rudeness. It is my story, and I can write it the way I want to. JK. I know you mean well.
Lady Paine: Thank you! ( I don't think it is Ron. Why would he be in the Slytherin Dormitory?
DramaQueen007: Thank you for your review!
JudyKate: Thank you for the review! You have a good summer, too.
Smiles28: Thank you (blushes). I don't know why you say this, because this is really my first successful story, and I really don't know what I'm doing...thanks anyway!
Purple Evenleaf: If that email address didn't work, try emailing me at elvenatheartyahoo.com. Hopefully that'll work for you. I haven't really had time to email you between being grounded and after school activities. Sorry!
Kefer: Thank you!
MojotheRockChickMunchkin: Thanks for your review! I'm glad you like it!
Rose: Thank you. I'm really glad you are enjoying my story!
xmaverickf14x: Ron really cares about Hermione, so I really don't understand why he would kill Blaise. It could be a possibility, but I don't see how that would work out.
lily-james-potter2004: I hope they punish whoever killed Blaise, too.
buffy the slayer: Thank you for your review. I'd update more often if I could, but I'm really busy at school with all my homework and finals coming up. Plus, my school year is now a week longer than originally planned, and I have to go to work right after the school year is out. I'll update as often as my schedule, and parents, will let me.
CozzaGirl16: You got the part right where Crabbe and Goyle are the stupidest people on the earth, but you are going to have to read to find out...
SweetCheeksDracoLuver: Thank you!
Applescm: Read on to see who the killers are...did I just say that out loud?
hprincess: You may be right. Continue reading to find out more.
Disclaimer: Draco/Tom is mine. Get it...got it...good...
Chapter Twenty-five
Draco stood face to face with none other than his mates, Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy.
"What...when...why would you do something horrible like that?" Draco asked, a look of confusion plastered on his face.
Draco heard shuffling behind him, and quickly turned around. "Because I told them to." He stood facing his father, Lucius. The trio flashed the dark marks that gleamed black against the paleness of their wrists. Draco's face bore a look of horror.
"When?" was all he could utter.
"What does it matter when they got it?" Lucius sneered. "Now that you know, we'll have to make a deal."
"Why would I want to make a deal with a snake like you?" Draco glared at his father.
Lucius conjured a picture of Draco's beloved Hermione. Draco went to snatch it, but with a wave of Lucius's wand, the picture disappeared into thin air. "Unless you want her to die, I'd listen to my proposition."
Draco, realizing he had been defeated, allowed Lucius's plan to capture his mind.
Hermione sat on the couch in front of the fire. Her eyes were glossed over as she stared into the flames. Her eyes began getting heavy, and slowly her lids started lowering. As soon as she realized what was happening, she rubbed at her face, trying to get the sleepiness to go away.
"I can't fall asleep now," she thought to herself, but it overtook her. Uttering one final yawn, she fell asleep in the upright position.
About an hour later, Draco walked into the dark common room. He looked over at the couch, and saw Hermione's still body. He was surprised that she hadn't turned around, but when he came up from behind to hug her, he saw that she was sleeping. He carefully scooped her up into his arms. He walked into her room, slowly set her down on her bed, and went to his own room.
He sat down on his bed after changing into his pajamas. "What is going to happen between me and Hermione?" he thought, and he fell asleep.
About a month passed by since the day Draco found out who the murderers were, and he had yet to tell Hermione, though he didn't think it would be possible. His and Hermione's Christmas holidays had been over for a while now, and they were both still trying to get back into their regular morning routine.
Hermione woke up, looked at her clock, and quickly jumped out of bed.
"WHY DIDN'T ANYONE WAKE ME UP?" she screamed at the top of her lungs? After taking a shower and getting dressed, she quickly ran into Draco's room and shook him until his eyes fluttered open. "Draco...it's time to get up. We have lessons today." Draco rolled over on his other side and muttered in his sleep.
"Not yet...five more minutes, mommy..."
A smile rose to Hermione's lips, and she felt bad for having to wake him up. "Draco...Draco...Draco..." He still wouldn't budge, and Hermione had had enough. "DRACO!" Draco fell onto the floor with a loud thud, and Hermione looked over the edge of the bed at him. "Good morning," she said cheerily.
"That's not exactly the way I imagined to be woken up," Draco mumbled, standing up.
"Well, it could have been ice cold water," Hermione smirked, and Draco shuddered.
"You have an evil sense of humor," he commented as he walked into the bathroom and took a shower. Hermione gathered her scattered books, parchment, and quills, shoved them into her bag, put on her cloak and head girl badge, grabbed her wand, and exited her room.
"Draco, I'm heading down to breakfast! I need to talk to Harry and Ron."
"Can't you wait a minute?" he whined.
"How long is a minute?" Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow.
"As long as it needs to be," replied Draco as he came out of his room, his bag slung over his shoulder, wand clutched in his hand. "Ready?" He linked elbows with Hermione, and the couple left their dormitory.
Hermione and Draco briskly walked to the Great Hall, and bid each other goodbye. Hermione sat down next to Harry, Ron, and Ginny.
"Any luck finding the murderers yet?" asked Ron.
"No, not yet," Hermione replied, a look of disappointment on her face.
"What about that lead Neville gave you two? Did you get anything from that?" asked Harry.
"Well, Draco went down to the dungeons, but he didn't tell me anything that went on down there." Hermione made a face.
"I think he's hiding something from you," Ginny said as if she didn't really care. All she was doing was hanging onto Harry as if it was the last time she'd ever see him. Harry carefully pushed her off, and she looked a little disappointed.
"Yes, but what would he want to hide from you?" Ron sat deep in thought, as if he was speaking his thoughts out loud.
"I honestly don't know. He usually tells me everything. I wonder if something is bothering him," she wondered out loud.
"I could go talk to him if you would like," Harry replied, somewhat eagerly.
"No, I'd better do that myself." Students slowly began making their way to their classes, and, after grabbing a sausage, Hermione left for her classes.
The day was long and tedious, and after what seemed like ages, the day was finally over and Hermione found herself walking back to her dormitory. She said the password, which had long-since been changed from ferret boy, went into the room and threw her stuff on the floor next to one of the tables, and began to work on homework.
"It'll only take me a couple minutes to put the last touches on my report, and then Draco should be back and I'll be able to ask him what's been going on." She thought outloud.
But Draco didn't come back that night, or Hermione fell asleep waiting to see him, and he didn't bother waking her up. He'd just carry her into her room, stare at her sleeping form, and go back to his own room. Hermione didn't even see him in the morning. He was busy doing other stuff and told Hermione to go without him. It was like he was trying to avoid her. The only time she did see him and he didn't try to run was when they were in class, and they didn't even sit next to each other. This went on for a month, and it was starting to upset Hermione. This matter was beyond her control, and she needed the help of someone much wiser than her.
"Yes, Miss Granger?" asked Professor Dumbledore.
"I was wondering...is there anyway I could get a potion that would allow me to stay awake? Draco's been avoiding me for about a month, and I think something is bothering him. It is urgent and I don't know any other way of talking to him besides staying up late until he comes in late at night."
"Well, I already knew you would be coming here to ask me for that potion, and I already knew that my answer would be yes, so I already had the potion ready for you." He pulled out a small vial half-filled with an aqua-colored potion and handed it to Hermione. "It will keep you awake until you accomplish whatever task your heart most desires to accomplish." He smiled at her. "Good luck, Miss Granger. I hope you get to talk to young mister Malfoy."
"Thank you, Headmaster," Hermione replied, a big smile on her face, and she quickly ran back to the dormitory.
It was already late, and Hermione would normally be falling asleep by now. She didn't know what time he would come to carry her to bed like he always did, but she gulped the potion down in one gulp, and the tiredness that usually claimed her swept awake. She felt wide-awake. She grabbed a book and lied down on the couch in front of the fire. She always fell asleep with a book at hand, and she couldn't fool Draco if she didn't have one now. He would think something weird was going on. She read for a couple hours, nearly to eleven, when she finally heard someone enter the common room. Hermione quickly pretended to be asleep, with her book lying open across her chest. She heard Draco walk over to the couch, and felt his eyes on her. He took the book, marked her page, and set it down on the little table next to the couch. He picked Hermione up and carried her back to her room, where he carefully set her down. He sat down on the edge of her bed and moved a stray strand of hair out of Hermione's face. Hermione heard a sniffling coming from Draco, and realized he was crying. "Does he do this every night?" she thought to herself.
"Draco," Hermione said quietly, and sat up in bed. She looked Draco in the eye.
"Hermione, I'm so sorry to wake you up. I'll be going now." He got up to leave, but Hermione stopped him.
"Draco," Hermione hugged him as he sat back down on her bed. "Is something bothering you that you can tell me about?" Her deep brown eyes stared into his.
"Hermione, I..."
A/N: I know it has been a while since I have updated, but I tried to make this one a little longer. The end is near, and I want to know what you guys think about this. I know what I want to happen, but do you guys want a sequel? Please review! Thank you!
Elven at Heart
Reviewers:
heartangel: Hey, thank you so much for your review. I can't tell you who the killers are, so you are going to have to figure it out yourself.
erika: Hey, what's with the rudeness. It is my story, and I can write it the way I want to. JK. I know you mean well.
Lady Paine: Thank you! ( I don't think it is Ron. Why would he be in the Slytherin Dormitory?
DramaQueen007: Thank you for your review!
JudyKate: Thank you for the review! You have a good summer, too.
Smiles28: Thank you (blushes). I don't know why you say this, because this is really my first successful story, and I really don't know what I'm doing...thanks anyway!
Purple Evenleaf: If that email address didn't work, try emailing me at elvenatheartyahoo.com. Hopefully that'll work for you. I haven't really had time to email you between being grounded and after school activities. Sorry!
Kefer: Thank you!
MojotheRockChickMunchkin: Thanks for your review! I'm glad you like it!
Rose: Thank you. I'm really glad you are enjoying my story!
xmaverickf14x: Ron really cares about Hermione, so I really don't understand why he would kill Blaise. It could be a possibility, but I don't see how that would work out.
lily-james-potter2004: I hope they punish whoever killed Blaise, too.
buffy the slayer: Thank you for your review. I'd update more often if I could, but I'm really busy at school with all my homework and finals coming up. Plus, my school year is now a week longer than originally planned, and I have to go to work right after the school year is out. I'll update as often as my schedule, and parents, will let me.
CozzaGirl16: You got the part right where Crabbe and Goyle are the stupidest people on the earth, but you are going to have to read to find out...
SweetCheeksDracoLuver: Thank you!
Applescm: Read on to see who the killers are...did I just say that out loud?
hprincess: You may be right. Continue reading to find out more.
Disclaimer: Draco/Tom is mine. Get it...got it...good...
Chapter Twenty-five
Draco stood face to face with none other than his mates, Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy.
"What...when...why would you do something horrible like that?" Draco asked, a look of confusion plastered on his face.
Draco heard shuffling behind him, and quickly turned around. "Because I told them to." He stood facing his father, Lucius. The trio flashed the dark marks that gleamed black against the paleness of their wrists. Draco's face bore a look of horror.
"When?" was all he could utter.
"What does it matter when they got it?" Lucius sneered. "Now that you know, we'll have to make a deal."
"Why would I want to make a deal with a snake like you?" Draco glared at his father.
Lucius conjured a picture of Draco's beloved Hermione. Draco went to snatch it, but with a wave of Lucius's wand, the picture disappeared into thin air. "Unless you want her to die, I'd listen to my proposition."
Draco, realizing he had been defeated, allowed Lucius's plan to capture his mind.
Hermione sat on the couch in front of the fire. Her eyes were glossed over as she stared into the flames. Her eyes began getting heavy, and slowly her lids started lowering. As soon as she realized what was happening, she rubbed at her face, trying to get the sleepiness to go away.
"I can't fall asleep now," she thought to herself, but it overtook her. Uttering one final yawn, she fell asleep in the upright position.
About an hour later, Draco walked into the dark common room. He looked over at the couch, and saw Hermione's still body. He was surprised that she hadn't turned around, but when he came up from behind to hug her, he saw that she was sleeping. He carefully scooped her up into his arms. He walked into her room, slowly set her down on her bed, and went to his own room.
He sat down on his bed after changing into his pajamas. "What is going to happen between me and Hermione?" he thought, and he fell asleep.
About a month passed by since the day Draco found out who the murderers were, and he had yet to tell Hermione, though he didn't think it would be possible. His and Hermione's Christmas holidays had been over for a while now, and they were both still trying to get back into their regular morning routine.
Hermione woke up, looked at her clock, and quickly jumped out of bed.
"WHY DIDN'T ANYONE WAKE ME UP?" she screamed at the top of her lungs? After taking a shower and getting dressed, she quickly ran into Draco's room and shook him until his eyes fluttered open. "Draco...it's time to get up. We have lessons today." Draco rolled over on his other side and muttered in his sleep.
"Not yet...five more minutes, mommy..."
A smile rose to Hermione's lips, and she felt bad for having to wake him up. "Draco...Draco...Draco..." He still wouldn't budge, and Hermione had had enough. "DRACO!" Draco fell onto the floor with a loud thud, and Hermione looked over the edge of the bed at him. "Good morning," she said cheerily.
"That's not exactly the way I imagined to be woken up," Draco mumbled, standing up.
"Well, it could have been ice cold water," Hermione smirked, and Draco shuddered.
"You have an evil sense of humor," he commented as he walked into the bathroom and took a shower. Hermione gathered her scattered books, parchment, and quills, shoved them into her bag, put on her cloak and head girl badge, grabbed her wand, and exited her room.
"Draco, I'm heading down to breakfast! I need to talk to Harry and Ron."
"Can't you wait a minute?" he whined.
"How long is a minute?" Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow.
"As long as it needs to be," replied Draco as he came out of his room, his bag slung over his shoulder, wand clutched in his hand. "Ready?" He linked elbows with Hermione, and the couple left their dormitory.
Hermione and Draco briskly walked to the Great Hall, and bid each other goodbye. Hermione sat down next to Harry, Ron, and Ginny.
"Any luck finding the murderers yet?" asked Ron.
"No, not yet," Hermione replied, a look of disappointment on her face.
"What about that lead Neville gave you two? Did you get anything from that?" asked Harry.
"Well, Draco went down to the dungeons, but he didn't tell me anything that went on down there." Hermione made a face.
"I think he's hiding something from you," Ginny said as if she didn't really care. All she was doing was hanging onto Harry as if it was the last time she'd ever see him. Harry carefully pushed her off, and she looked a little disappointed.
"Yes, but what would he want to hide from you?" Ron sat deep in thought, as if he was speaking his thoughts out loud.
"I honestly don't know. He usually tells me everything. I wonder if something is bothering him," she wondered out loud.
"I could go talk to him if you would like," Harry replied, somewhat eagerly.
"No, I'd better do that myself." Students slowly began making their way to their classes, and, after grabbing a sausage, Hermione left for her classes.
The day was long and tedious, and after what seemed like ages, the day was finally over and Hermione found herself walking back to her dormitory. She said the password, which had long-since been changed from ferret boy, went into the room and threw her stuff on the floor next to one of the tables, and began to work on homework.
"It'll only take me a couple minutes to put the last touches on my report, and then Draco should be back and I'll be able to ask him what's been going on." She thought outloud.
But Draco didn't come back that night, or Hermione fell asleep waiting to see him, and he didn't bother waking her up. He'd just carry her into her room, stare at her sleeping form, and go back to his own room. Hermione didn't even see him in the morning. He was busy doing other stuff and told Hermione to go without him. It was like he was trying to avoid her. The only time she did see him and he didn't try to run was when they were in class, and they didn't even sit next to each other. This went on for a month, and it was starting to upset Hermione. This matter was beyond her control, and she needed the help of someone much wiser than her.
"Yes, Miss Granger?" asked Professor Dumbledore.
"I was wondering...is there anyway I could get a potion that would allow me to stay awake? Draco's been avoiding me for about a month, and I think something is bothering him. It is urgent and I don't know any other way of talking to him besides staying up late until he comes in late at night."
"Well, I already knew you would be coming here to ask me for that potion, and I already knew that my answer would be yes, so I already had the potion ready for you." He pulled out a small vial half-filled with an aqua-colored potion and handed it to Hermione. "It will keep you awake until you accomplish whatever task your heart most desires to accomplish." He smiled at her. "Good luck, Miss Granger. I hope you get to talk to young mister Malfoy."
"Thank you, Headmaster," Hermione replied, a big smile on her face, and she quickly ran back to the dormitory.
It was already late, and Hermione would normally be falling asleep by now. She didn't know what time he would come to carry her to bed like he always did, but she gulped the potion down in one gulp, and the tiredness that usually claimed her swept awake. She felt wide-awake. She grabbed a book and lied down on the couch in front of the fire. She always fell asleep with a book at hand, and she couldn't fool Draco if she didn't have one now. He would think something weird was going on. She read for a couple hours, nearly to eleven, when she finally heard someone enter the common room. Hermione quickly pretended to be asleep, with her book lying open across her chest. She heard Draco walk over to the couch, and felt his eyes on her. He took the book, marked her page, and set it down on the little table next to the couch. He picked Hermione up and carried her back to her room, where he carefully set her down. He sat down on the edge of her bed and moved a stray strand of hair out of Hermione's face. Hermione heard a sniffling coming from Draco, and realized he was crying. "Does he do this every night?" she thought to herself.
"Draco," Hermione said quietly, and sat up in bed. She looked Draco in the eye.
"Hermione, I'm so sorry to wake you up. I'll be going now." He got up to leave, but Hermione stopped him.
"Draco," Hermione hugged him as he sat back down on her bed. "Is something bothering you that you can tell me about?" Her deep brown eyes stared into his.
"Hermione, I..."
A/N: I know it has been a while since I have updated, but I tried to make this one a little longer. The end is near, and I want to know what you guys think about this. I know what I want to happen, but do you guys want a sequel? Please review! Thank you!
Elven at Heart