Chapter Forty-Six: Dreams and other horrid things
Yellow eyes, piercing into me.
GET OUT!
Closer then you realize.
Harry?!
Get AWAY!!!!
~December 20th~
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" echoed about the school of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and Wizardry.
Draco Malfoy woke in the common room of the Head Tower. Stood up and ran into one of the rooms.
A girl was sitting up, holding her head, eyes pinched shut, mouth wide open, screaming.
"Hermione!" he shouted and ran, putting his arms around her. She was still screaming. He took her lips in his, silencing her, and got out as soon as he entered.
"Shh." He whispered into her ear, scared half to death. "Hermione," he said normally, "Mione," he said softly, "Mercury," he whispered into her ear, softly, as he rocked her back and forth, "I won't let anything harm you, I'm here, your fine."
She had stopped screaming, but she was sobbing into his bare chest. He didn't have time to put on anything normal, all he was wearing was a pair of pants.
Hermione wound her arms around him and held on tightly. He held her as strongly.
She was slowing down the tears, and was starting to drift off again. When Draco felt a calm normal breath pulse on his chest, he let her go. Placing her under her covers once again, he kissed her forehead. "Everything will be fine." He said softly to her and faced the door where the other eight of the group had formed.
"Tom, Get McGonagall. Pansy, Snape. Ron, get Potter, but don't let him in this room. Hanna, stay here if she wakes up. Dora Ray, go to father, let him and mother know, ask for the strongest sleeping potion available." As he started for the door, Ron grabbed his arm.
"Where are you off too?"
"To get Albus."
"Let me," Hanna begged, "Mione needs you."
Draco looked at them and gave in, Hermione did need him here. He nodded.
Everyone disbursed.
'This is the sixth night in a row.' Draco thought as he sat on her bed, taking her hand in his. And every time, she couldn't remember the dream. However, Draco knew one of the dreams, the one at the start of the year. It had included Potter, so he allowed Ron to fetch him, but wouldn't allow the boy who lived to get anywhere near her.
"Hermione," he moaned, "Gods, what's wrong!" A tear fell from his eyes onto her hand. "Please, please, remember this time!"
"Mr. Malfoy?" McGonagall sounded surprised to see him there, Her face turned sad, "Did she say anything this time?"
"No." he choked, "Nothing."
"When Severus and Albus get here, we'll have to wake her up." She warned the poor boy.
"I know, I have Dora and Ray getting a strong sleeping draft from my father." He explained.
"Good idea, that'll keep them busy."
Draco nodded still holding her hand, tightly. "Potter is still coming up, Ron insists every time."
McGonagall looked at the boy, with a kind of respect. "Harry won't enter this room, while your theory still stands, Mr. Malfoy." She comforted.
"That's all that can be done." He kissed her hand, 'Hermione' he thought as if his thought could reach her.
"Maybe truth serum?" She suggested.
"If Hermione agrees to it, only then." He said the same thing he had been repeating for the last six nights, and Minerva knew it.
"You're not the only one who worries, Mr. Malfoy." She told him. "Harry, Ron, Ray, Dora, Kat, Hanna, Tom, Pansy, Myself, the headmaster, Severus, her parents, and many others."
"I know." He looked down at her as she lay there sleeping restfully, while the world worries. He caressed her brow moving her hair from her face.
Minerva looked at the boy with more grief then the girl, 'he truly loves her,' she thought with a pang of sadness. 'This is destroying him, he probably hasn't slept since the second night.'
"Mr. Malfoy, If this happens again, I'm afraid that I'm just going to have to send you off to bed in thee Slytherin dorms." Minerva said as softly as she could.
Draco looked up, shock all over his face, "no." he whispered unbelieving, "You can't!" he shouted as he took to his feet.
"I can, and from the looks of things, I might just have to." She kneeled putting her hand on his shoulder, "You need rest, Hermione will start worrying about you if you keep this up."
"Minerva?" Snape asked, followed by Dumbledore. "We need to wake her up, else wise the school will never again get a decent nights rest." He looked at his devastated pupil, "Draco, what's wrong?"
"I can't stay?" he asked his head of house is a horse whisper, "Next time I- ." Snape glared at the Gryffindor head of house.
"Did you tell this boy that he can't be here if this happens again?" he snapped.
"So what if I did, he needs sleep Severus!" she exclaimed.
"Draco, need I remind you, is the only one that can stop Ms. Granger from screaming!" he snapped back.
"Please you two, We have to tend Ms. Granger now." Dumbledore said softly, walking over to the bed side. Raising his wand he whispered, "Revenerate." A blue light shinned over her eyes, waking her.
"Ms. Ganger, do you recall your dream?" He asked again.
Tears welded up in her eyes, "no," she shook her head wildly. "NO!" she screamed.
Draco grabbed her and held her close, whispering so that the teachers didn't hear, slowly she calmed down.
"That's enough, don't send her back to sleep Mr. Malfoy." Albus warned, Draco nodded and reluctantly laid her down. "Ms. Granger, may we use Varitiserum?"
"Yes," she sobbed, "I don't want to have to do this again."
"Very well, Severus." The potion master came up with a vile of clear liquid, and handed it over.
"Just a tiny sip dear." Dumbledore said soothingly.
Hermione nodded and sipped.
Draco took the vile once she had enough.
"LET ME IN!" Harry shouted from the other side of the door.
Draco cast "Placidus," on the door.
Dumbledore continued, "Ms. Granger, Tell us of your dreams this evening."
Her eyes glazed over and she opened her mouth.
"I don't remember." She whispered scared.
All the teachers exchanged dark glances, as if they had feared this, as if they thought this might happen.
"I don't understand." Draco said slowly. "Why can't she?"
Albus approached the boy, and he placed his calming hand on the boy's shoulder, "It may be that these dreams are indeed not her own, Mr. Malfoy, she may be-."
"She may be WHAT?" Draco shouted, "SHARING THEM? You can't share dreams." He whispered darkly.
"You can." A voice sounded from the door.
Harry stood there, glaring at Draco, door wide open.
"What do you mean Potter?" Draco ask darkly, scared that he was in the room now.
Harry raised an eye brow, "You seriously don't know?" he let out a dark laugh, "Me and the dark lord have been sharing since fifth, not a piece of cake mind you."
"So are you saying that you had these dreams too?" Draco asked looking to kill, as if Harry had been sending the dreams.
"Calm down, Draco, I would harm Hermione you know that much." Harry said quickly noting the powerful wizard in front of him. No Harry was not a dumb person.
"I wouldn't be so sure, Potter." He said calmly putting his wand away, "You read her book, you know of her dream."
Harry's eyes darkened, the professors forgotten he responded as if dead, "How could I forget."
Draco nodded solemnly and turned back to the authority in the room, "So if she is sharing, any clue who she is sharing with, or why? I mean Miracle boy here lived through Avada and had a blood transfusion in order to gain this 'ability,' What about Mione?" he demanded.
"It seems to me, Draco," Albus spoke softly, "That her new gained abilities in perception have, lets say, opened her mind up to the world. If anyone knew they could easily do this, they would have no trouble forcing either dreams or nightmares onto her." He paused to make sure he wouldn't get his head bitten off again, satisfied, he continued, "If someone, say, wished to use this against her, they could easily destroy her mind." His eyes twinkled, "However, if someone wished for good for her, they might give her a more energizing sleep, and one always seems more open to good them to bad."
Draco thought he heard a hint in there.
"Regardless," McGonagall spoke up, "How much I realize this may shock you, we had to be certain first, your persistence on the absence of varitiserum delayed this revelation much to ms. Granger's distress." She took a breath, "As the only one that can take her from her dreams, I had hoped you would show at least a bit more maturity on this matter, Mr. Malfoy."
"But you may remain, hopefully we can figure out a way to," Snape smirked, "Avoid such situations, as occulomency would hinder Ms. Granger, more then aide." He explained.
Harry shot a glance at Malfoy, he calmed her? How?
"Very well," he responded, understanding the delicacy of the situation better then anyone else present.
"WE GOT IT!" Sounded from the common room, turning all focus back to the present.
"Mr. Malfoy, remember, with all power, there are boundaries, no matter how great the bounds are, they exist. Until these boundaries are discovered and known, power can not be controlled, and unless power is controlled, it cannot be focused nor grow." With that the professors left, allowing Dora and Ray to enter with the sleeping draft.
"Thank you," Draco smiled at the two and took the draft over to Hermione.
"He's right." She whispered looking at Draco, "I don't know the bounds of my own power, so far its allow muggles to be witches Han to enter and manipulate minds, and it has allowed someone to be able to control my dreams." A tear feel from her cheeks.
Draco set down the vile and gathered the girl he loved into his arms, un aware that Harry still watched.
"Mercury," Draco said clearly enough for Harry to hear, "No one, and I mean no one can control your dreams fully, for your mind still works well, and thus plays a part. Force the dream back at them, this is only a boundaries to understand, not to crumble by."
She nodded into his chest, "Your right Dragon, your right."
"Take your potion and I don't want to hear form you until tomorrow." He kissed her forehead as Harry slipped out, thoroughly disgusted.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"HOW IS SHE?" and other such questions left Harry untouched, but swallowed Draco whole.
"Fine," he answered, "We have and idea of where these are coming from, but we will discuss it later, now bed, all of you." His voice was much to tired to have the order thought of seriously under any other circumstances, but now it hit home with every one.
"Harry mate?" Ron asked, bringing Harry from his train of thought, "Let's hit the hay."
And they left as everyone else took their respected places of rest in the room.
*~*~*~*~*~*
AN:
I MUST FALL TO MY KNEES AND SHOUT FORGIVNESS FROM ALL OF YOU.
My life has been hell, and my major writers black in the last month or so had aided to none. I wish to tell you in hopes that you will forgive me, how much it hurt not knowing forever what to do with my story.
Mind you I know this was eventually going to happen, but lack of any other muses forced me to use it now. I realize reading the chapter that this was to happen now.
YES I HAVE BOOK FIVE INFO IN HERE. But it matters little. This story, unlike others I have in mind, will not revolve around book five.
ONCE AGAIN I BEG FORGIVENESS. I don't deserve it I know. And if none of you wish to review because you are mad at me, then I wont yell for it.
But I love reviews. If you see it in your heart to forgive me, and to understand that I have a full AP schedule in school and I might not have the time I would like to work on this, then please review!'
Review
RelenaS
Yellow eyes, piercing into me.
GET OUT!
Closer then you realize.
Harry?!
Get AWAY!!!!
~December 20th~
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" echoed about the school of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and Wizardry.
Draco Malfoy woke in the common room of the Head Tower. Stood up and ran into one of the rooms.
A girl was sitting up, holding her head, eyes pinched shut, mouth wide open, screaming.
"Hermione!" he shouted and ran, putting his arms around her. She was still screaming. He took her lips in his, silencing her, and got out as soon as he entered.
"Shh." He whispered into her ear, scared half to death. "Hermione," he said normally, "Mione," he said softly, "Mercury," he whispered into her ear, softly, as he rocked her back and forth, "I won't let anything harm you, I'm here, your fine."
She had stopped screaming, but she was sobbing into his bare chest. He didn't have time to put on anything normal, all he was wearing was a pair of pants.
Hermione wound her arms around him and held on tightly. He held her as strongly.
She was slowing down the tears, and was starting to drift off again. When Draco felt a calm normal breath pulse on his chest, he let her go. Placing her under her covers once again, he kissed her forehead. "Everything will be fine." He said softly to her and faced the door where the other eight of the group had formed.
"Tom, Get McGonagall. Pansy, Snape. Ron, get Potter, but don't let him in this room. Hanna, stay here if she wakes up. Dora Ray, go to father, let him and mother know, ask for the strongest sleeping potion available." As he started for the door, Ron grabbed his arm.
"Where are you off too?"
"To get Albus."
"Let me," Hanna begged, "Mione needs you."
Draco looked at them and gave in, Hermione did need him here. He nodded.
Everyone disbursed.
'This is the sixth night in a row.' Draco thought as he sat on her bed, taking her hand in his. And every time, she couldn't remember the dream. However, Draco knew one of the dreams, the one at the start of the year. It had included Potter, so he allowed Ron to fetch him, but wouldn't allow the boy who lived to get anywhere near her.
"Hermione," he moaned, "Gods, what's wrong!" A tear fell from his eyes onto her hand. "Please, please, remember this time!"
"Mr. Malfoy?" McGonagall sounded surprised to see him there, Her face turned sad, "Did she say anything this time?"
"No." he choked, "Nothing."
"When Severus and Albus get here, we'll have to wake her up." She warned the poor boy.
"I know, I have Dora and Ray getting a strong sleeping draft from my father." He explained.
"Good idea, that'll keep them busy."
Draco nodded still holding her hand, tightly. "Potter is still coming up, Ron insists every time."
McGonagall looked at the boy, with a kind of respect. "Harry won't enter this room, while your theory still stands, Mr. Malfoy." She comforted.
"That's all that can be done." He kissed her hand, 'Hermione' he thought as if his thought could reach her.
"Maybe truth serum?" She suggested.
"If Hermione agrees to it, only then." He said the same thing he had been repeating for the last six nights, and Minerva knew it.
"You're not the only one who worries, Mr. Malfoy." She told him. "Harry, Ron, Ray, Dora, Kat, Hanna, Tom, Pansy, Myself, the headmaster, Severus, her parents, and many others."
"I know." He looked down at her as she lay there sleeping restfully, while the world worries. He caressed her brow moving her hair from her face.
Minerva looked at the boy with more grief then the girl, 'he truly loves her,' she thought with a pang of sadness. 'This is destroying him, he probably hasn't slept since the second night.'
"Mr. Malfoy, If this happens again, I'm afraid that I'm just going to have to send you off to bed in thee Slytherin dorms." Minerva said as softly as she could.
Draco looked up, shock all over his face, "no." he whispered unbelieving, "You can't!" he shouted as he took to his feet.
"I can, and from the looks of things, I might just have to." She kneeled putting her hand on his shoulder, "You need rest, Hermione will start worrying about you if you keep this up."
"Minerva?" Snape asked, followed by Dumbledore. "We need to wake her up, else wise the school will never again get a decent nights rest." He looked at his devastated pupil, "Draco, what's wrong?"
"I can't stay?" he asked his head of house is a horse whisper, "Next time I- ." Snape glared at the Gryffindor head of house.
"Did you tell this boy that he can't be here if this happens again?" he snapped.
"So what if I did, he needs sleep Severus!" she exclaimed.
"Draco, need I remind you, is the only one that can stop Ms. Granger from screaming!" he snapped back.
"Please you two, We have to tend Ms. Granger now." Dumbledore said softly, walking over to the bed side. Raising his wand he whispered, "Revenerate." A blue light shinned over her eyes, waking her.
"Ms. Ganger, do you recall your dream?" He asked again.
Tears welded up in her eyes, "no," she shook her head wildly. "NO!" she screamed.
Draco grabbed her and held her close, whispering so that the teachers didn't hear, slowly she calmed down.
"That's enough, don't send her back to sleep Mr. Malfoy." Albus warned, Draco nodded and reluctantly laid her down. "Ms. Granger, may we use Varitiserum?"
"Yes," she sobbed, "I don't want to have to do this again."
"Very well, Severus." The potion master came up with a vile of clear liquid, and handed it over.
"Just a tiny sip dear." Dumbledore said soothingly.
Hermione nodded and sipped.
Draco took the vile once she had enough.
"LET ME IN!" Harry shouted from the other side of the door.
Draco cast "Placidus," on the door.
Dumbledore continued, "Ms. Granger, Tell us of your dreams this evening."
Her eyes glazed over and she opened her mouth.
"I don't remember." She whispered scared.
All the teachers exchanged dark glances, as if they had feared this, as if they thought this might happen.
"I don't understand." Draco said slowly. "Why can't she?"
Albus approached the boy, and he placed his calming hand on the boy's shoulder, "It may be that these dreams are indeed not her own, Mr. Malfoy, she may be-."
"She may be WHAT?" Draco shouted, "SHARING THEM? You can't share dreams." He whispered darkly.
"You can." A voice sounded from the door.
Harry stood there, glaring at Draco, door wide open.
"What do you mean Potter?" Draco ask darkly, scared that he was in the room now.
Harry raised an eye brow, "You seriously don't know?" he let out a dark laugh, "Me and the dark lord have been sharing since fifth, not a piece of cake mind you."
"So are you saying that you had these dreams too?" Draco asked looking to kill, as if Harry had been sending the dreams.
"Calm down, Draco, I would harm Hermione you know that much." Harry said quickly noting the powerful wizard in front of him. No Harry was not a dumb person.
"I wouldn't be so sure, Potter." He said calmly putting his wand away, "You read her book, you know of her dream."
Harry's eyes darkened, the professors forgotten he responded as if dead, "How could I forget."
Draco nodded solemnly and turned back to the authority in the room, "So if she is sharing, any clue who she is sharing with, or why? I mean Miracle boy here lived through Avada and had a blood transfusion in order to gain this 'ability,' What about Mione?" he demanded.
"It seems to me, Draco," Albus spoke softly, "That her new gained abilities in perception have, lets say, opened her mind up to the world. If anyone knew they could easily do this, they would have no trouble forcing either dreams or nightmares onto her." He paused to make sure he wouldn't get his head bitten off again, satisfied, he continued, "If someone, say, wished to use this against her, they could easily destroy her mind." His eyes twinkled, "However, if someone wished for good for her, they might give her a more energizing sleep, and one always seems more open to good them to bad."
Draco thought he heard a hint in there.
"Regardless," McGonagall spoke up, "How much I realize this may shock you, we had to be certain first, your persistence on the absence of varitiserum delayed this revelation much to ms. Granger's distress." She took a breath, "As the only one that can take her from her dreams, I had hoped you would show at least a bit more maturity on this matter, Mr. Malfoy."
"But you may remain, hopefully we can figure out a way to," Snape smirked, "Avoid such situations, as occulomency would hinder Ms. Granger, more then aide." He explained.
Harry shot a glance at Malfoy, he calmed her? How?
"Very well," he responded, understanding the delicacy of the situation better then anyone else present.
"WE GOT IT!" Sounded from the common room, turning all focus back to the present.
"Mr. Malfoy, remember, with all power, there are boundaries, no matter how great the bounds are, they exist. Until these boundaries are discovered and known, power can not be controlled, and unless power is controlled, it cannot be focused nor grow." With that the professors left, allowing Dora and Ray to enter with the sleeping draft.
"Thank you," Draco smiled at the two and took the draft over to Hermione.
"He's right." She whispered looking at Draco, "I don't know the bounds of my own power, so far its allow muggles to be witches Han to enter and manipulate minds, and it has allowed someone to be able to control my dreams." A tear feel from her cheeks.
Draco set down the vile and gathered the girl he loved into his arms, un aware that Harry still watched.
"Mercury," Draco said clearly enough for Harry to hear, "No one, and I mean no one can control your dreams fully, for your mind still works well, and thus plays a part. Force the dream back at them, this is only a boundaries to understand, not to crumble by."
She nodded into his chest, "Your right Dragon, your right."
"Take your potion and I don't want to hear form you until tomorrow." He kissed her forehead as Harry slipped out, thoroughly disgusted.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"HOW IS SHE?" and other such questions left Harry untouched, but swallowed Draco whole.
"Fine," he answered, "We have and idea of where these are coming from, but we will discuss it later, now bed, all of you." His voice was much to tired to have the order thought of seriously under any other circumstances, but now it hit home with every one.
"Harry mate?" Ron asked, bringing Harry from his train of thought, "Let's hit the hay."
And they left as everyone else took their respected places of rest in the room.
*~*~*~*~*~*
AN:
I MUST FALL TO MY KNEES AND SHOUT FORGIVNESS FROM ALL OF YOU.
My life has been hell, and my major writers black in the last month or so had aided to none. I wish to tell you in hopes that you will forgive me, how much it hurt not knowing forever what to do with my story.
Mind you I know this was eventually going to happen, but lack of any other muses forced me to use it now. I realize reading the chapter that this was to happen now.
YES I HAVE BOOK FIVE INFO IN HERE. But it matters little. This story, unlike others I have in mind, will not revolve around book five.
ONCE AGAIN I BEG FORGIVENESS. I don't deserve it I know. And if none of you wish to review because you are mad at me, then I wont yell for it.
But I love reviews. If you see it in your heart to forgive me, and to understand that I have a full AP schedule in school and I might not have the time I would like to work on this, then please review!'
Review
RelenaS