Chapter 12
Draco's POV
What sort of idiot would try to rape a person ON A FUCKING BROOM SEVERAL HUNDRED FUCKING FEET IN THE AIR! Why do I surround myself with idiots? I was only walking Granger so she wouldn't blame it on me. After all, it was sort of my idea to put her on Crabbe's broom. I turned to look at her. There was something familiar about her, like not that I've known her for five years, but something else. Well, I didn't really know her, but what does that matter? She's just a filthy mudblood. But she is beautiful. What am I thinking! She's just an ugly filthy mubdblood bitch/whore! She isn't allowed to be pretty, or beautiful, or breathtaking, or entrancing, or MENTAL SLAP! I'm a Malfoy! I'm not supposed to have these thoughts!
"What? Is there something on my face?" Hermione asked. I hadn't realized that I was still looking at her. Wait! Did I just call her Hermione?
"Oh, no. Sorry, I was just lost in my thoughts" I said nervously. Wait again! When do I, Draco Malfoy, get nervous?
"Oh. Okay. Do you think that Crabbe will get into trouble?" She asked.
"I thought you didn't want me to tell anyone"
"You sent Pansy to get our Heads of Houses."
"Oh. Well, I guess. I mean, he knocked you off a broom after trying to rape you"
"Yeah, good point"
There was an awkward silence.
"So, um, what do you think we forgot, I mean on the train. Of course all of our memories were wiped of that time" I asked. Wow, that was the smartest thing I could think of?
"I don't know, but I was wondering something. I woke up a little before everyone else. When I woke up, I saw a book that you put into your bag. It was called 'The Ageless Riddle' or something. Would you mind if I borrowed it?"
"What? Why?"
"Well, it's just that it looked interesting and I've never seen it in the library"
"Of course" We slowed down a little. What was coming over me? I stared deeply into her eyes. Thankfully, she didn't see.
"Well, we're here. I can go in on my own"
"No, I'll go with you"
"You don't have to" she began to look nervous. I wondered why.
Hermione's POV
I haven't been in the infirmary unless it was urgently important, and that hasn't been since the third year. Not even Harry or Ron knew about what I did. I knew that Madame Pomphrey would ask questions about my scars if she saw them. The one person I didn't want to know about it, though, was Draco. Did I just call him Draco?
"I insist. Don't worry, I wont stay if you don't want me to, but I shall at least stay with you when you tell the nurse" Draco said.
"That's okay. You really don't have to. I'm fine; I don't even need to be here. Crabbe didn't hurt me much" I really didn't want to go in.
Draco then did something I would never have expected. He picked me up like a baby and carried me in. "You're going" he walked in. I never expected him to be this strong. I felt his ripped body against mine as he carried me. "Excuse me, Madame Pomphrey? Are you in here?" Draco called out.
"Oh Albus, here they are" I heard from behind us. Draco turned around and we saw Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Madama Pomphrey, Harry and Pansy running towards us. "You may put her down Mister Malfoy" Professor McGonagal said
Draco did so. Harry grabbed me in a bear hug. "You couldn't have at least closed your bra" he joked as we separated. I giggled as he pulled me in again.
"What happened to Crabbe? Where's Ron?" I asked him
"Mister Weasley is bringing Mister Crabbe. Pansy and Goyle have gone to the Slytherin common room for the night. Your friends did quite a number on Crabbe, he might have to be sent to St. Mungo's. Now please sit down" Professor Dumbledore said.
"Poppy, maybe you should get her some chocolate (A/N that is one of the things I love about the wizarding world, chocolate to make you feel better...()." Snape said
Madame Pomphrey rushed to get some.
"Hermione, please tell us exactly what happened" Dumbledore said in a stern tone. I have never heard him sound like that.
"N-nothing. My shirt ripped, my bra snapped open and I accidentally flipped off the broomstick." I lied.
"Now Miss Granger, if you do not tell us the truth we shall have to take drastic measures. I know that we should not and that you are uncomfortable with this and telling us, but Vincent did something wrong and must be punished. We can not do anything unless you tell us anything" Dumbledore was right, but I didn't want to seem weak.
"Nothing happened" I lied again.
"Granger, we both know that you are lying. Your shoe has blood on it and Crabbe now has a fat lip" Draco said
'You're not helping' I thought.
"C'mon, this is to help you, how can you say that?" Draco said. Everyone looked at him like he was a raving lunatic. "What?"
"How did you hear that?" I asked him
"You said it"
"That is enough. Everyone please leave the room except for Hermione. I want no one to repeat any of tonight's events to leave your lips or thoughts or anything. Am I understood? Otherwise I shall remove the first number that comes to mind from your house, even if it's ten thousand." Everyone left the room.
'I'll wait for her outside' I heard both Harry and Draco say, but their lips didn't move.
"Hermione, I'm sorry that I am putting so much pressure on you, but I need to know" Dumbledore pleaded
"He began to touch me" I started slowly. My voice was shaky. "I slapped him, but he grabbed my wrists. He kissed me, so I bit him ('Only Cassara would think of that, I wonder-' Hermione heard Dumbledore think). He took it the wrong way though, so I kicked him a couple of times, but he wouldn't stop until I kicked him in the face, but he just threw me off the broom when he tried again and I kicked him again. Then all of a sudden I began to fly. I don't know how, or why though.
"Interesting, the flying part. Has anything else weird been happening lately? Wandless magic? Mind reading?"
"Yes. I performed wandless magic on Harry and Ron this summer and just read Harry's and Malfoy's minds. They, Harry and Ron, also claim that my eyes went ablaze when I performed the wandless magic"
"Very interesting." Was all he could say, "And you thought something, and Mister Malfoy heard it?"
"Yes. Excuse me sir, but who is Cassara?" "
"That is a lovely necklace Miss Granger"
"Thank you professor, but what has that to do with anything?" I was very confused
"Miss Granger, what happened on the train whilst you were stuck?"
"I-I don't remember. None of us do."
"Miss Granger, have you ever heard of the Riddle family?"
"Only of Tom Marvolo Riddle sir, why?"
"How about the Ralds?"
"I read a little about Emma Rald, but only that she was the last ageless."
"Miss Granger, maybe you should visit the library and read a little about her, or the Riddles. A brief summary: In the dark times of the magical world, there was a final battle. In the final battle her mate was killed and Emma was left the last ageless. Before he dies, her mate gave her a silver necklace. It was a locket, but it would not open. You see, it was covered with a black substance that coiled around the locket. This substance represented the evil in the world. I do not feel that I am the right person to tell you the rest of the story. Tomorrow I shall call on the person who is. I think that you should go to bed now. Do not worry about Vincent. He shall be taken care of accordingly"
No One's POV
Hermione got up and walked out of the room.
"Hermione, how did it go? Did you tell him what happened? What was with Malfoy carrying you? Were you tired?" Harry bombarded her with questions.
"Harry, let's just go to the common room" Hermione said. As they turned the corner, a shadowy figure walked up to them. The light shined on to his face to reveal Malfoy.
"Here is the book you wanted Granger" He handed her the book. Hermione thanked him and he walked away.
"What was that about?" Harry asked.
"You know, curiosity killed the cat" Hermione told her friend.
"Yes, but, um, oh just tell me before I die of curiousness!"
"I just wanted to borrow a book from him, seeing how it is one of the only books I have yet to read. Dumbledore also suggested that I do so. Happy?"
"No, but I'll settle. You've had a rough night tonight. How about we just go straight to sleep. I'll tell everyone you just fell off the broom and fell into a tree, which will explain the clothes and Ron and I, accioed you back onto my broom. He'll follow, hopefully" Harry put his arm around Hermione. She was like his little sister now that they weren't dating anymore. It was only a six-week relationship after all.
"Thanks Harry, I really mean it" Hermione said.
"And you've never meant it before now? I'm hurt" he turned away from her
"C'mon Ha-"
"Nope, how can I believe you? My life is now turned upside down" He turned to her and grabbed her sides. He began to ruthlessly tickle her in front of the portrait of the Fat Woman.
"Are you two gonna do that all night or do you have the password?" she asked.
"Oh, Harry, we don't know the password" Hermione said. The portrait then opened. Ron peeked his head out.
"Hermione!" He ran to her and grabbed her in her second bear hug in fifteen minutes. "How are you feeling?"
"Fine, thanks Ron. Listen, can you just follow Harry's lead if anyone asks anything?" Hermione asked seriously
"Of course, anything, you know that I would do anything for you" Ron said as he tightened the hug. Hermione began to fidget
"Um, Ron, mate. I don't think that she can breathe" Harry moved Ron's arms. "Yeah, let's just move these, and, that's right."
"Stooge!" Hermione called Ron. The trio laughed as they walked into the common room. ("The password is pixi-stix, whatever those are," Ron said. Hermione slapped him for saying that.)
Draco's POV
What sort of idiot would try to rape a person ON A FUCKING BROOM SEVERAL HUNDRED FUCKING FEET IN THE AIR! Why do I surround myself with idiots? I was only walking Granger so she wouldn't blame it on me. After all, it was sort of my idea to put her on Crabbe's broom. I turned to look at her. There was something familiar about her, like not that I've known her for five years, but something else. Well, I didn't really know her, but what does that matter? She's just a filthy mudblood. But she is beautiful. What am I thinking! She's just an ugly filthy mubdblood bitch/whore! She isn't allowed to be pretty, or beautiful, or breathtaking, or entrancing, or MENTAL SLAP! I'm a Malfoy! I'm not supposed to have these thoughts!
"What? Is there something on my face?" Hermione asked. I hadn't realized that I was still looking at her. Wait! Did I just call her Hermione?
"Oh, no. Sorry, I was just lost in my thoughts" I said nervously. Wait again! When do I, Draco Malfoy, get nervous?
"Oh. Okay. Do you think that Crabbe will get into trouble?" She asked.
"I thought you didn't want me to tell anyone"
"You sent Pansy to get our Heads of Houses."
"Oh. Well, I guess. I mean, he knocked you off a broom after trying to rape you"
"Yeah, good point"
There was an awkward silence.
"So, um, what do you think we forgot, I mean on the train. Of course all of our memories were wiped of that time" I asked. Wow, that was the smartest thing I could think of?
"I don't know, but I was wondering something. I woke up a little before everyone else. When I woke up, I saw a book that you put into your bag. It was called 'The Ageless Riddle' or something. Would you mind if I borrowed it?"
"What? Why?"
"Well, it's just that it looked interesting and I've never seen it in the library"
"Of course" We slowed down a little. What was coming over me? I stared deeply into her eyes. Thankfully, she didn't see.
"Well, we're here. I can go in on my own"
"No, I'll go with you"
"You don't have to" she began to look nervous. I wondered why.
Hermione's POV
I haven't been in the infirmary unless it was urgently important, and that hasn't been since the third year. Not even Harry or Ron knew about what I did. I knew that Madame Pomphrey would ask questions about my scars if she saw them. The one person I didn't want to know about it, though, was Draco. Did I just call him Draco?
"I insist. Don't worry, I wont stay if you don't want me to, but I shall at least stay with you when you tell the nurse" Draco said.
"That's okay. You really don't have to. I'm fine; I don't even need to be here. Crabbe didn't hurt me much" I really didn't want to go in.
Draco then did something I would never have expected. He picked me up like a baby and carried me in. "You're going" he walked in. I never expected him to be this strong. I felt his ripped body against mine as he carried me. "Excuse me, Madame Pomphrey? Are you in here?" Draco called out.
"Oh Albus, here they are" I heard from behind us. Draco turned around and we saw Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Madama Pomphrey, Harry and Pansy running towards us. "You may put her down Mister Malfoy" Professor McGonagal said
Draco did so. Harry grabbed me in a bear hug. "You couldn't have at least closed your bra" he joked as we separated. I giggled as he pulled me in again.
"What happened to Crabbe? Where's Ron?" I asked him
"Mister Weasley is bringing Mister Crabbe. Pansy and Goyle have gone to the Slytherin common room for the night. Your friends did quite a number on Crabbe, he might have to be sent to St. Mungo's. Now please sit down" Professor Dumbledore said.
"Poppy, maybe you should get her some chocolate (A/N that is one of the things I love about the wizarding world, chocolate to make you feel better...()." Snape said
Madame Pomphrey rushed to get some.
"Hermione, please tell us exactly what happened" Dumbledore said in a stern tone. I have never heard him sound like that.
"N-nothing. My shirt ripped, my bra snapped open and I accidentally flipped off the broomstick." I lied.
"Now Miss Granger, if you do not tell us the truth we shall have to take drastic measures. I know that we should not and that you are uncomfortable with this and telling us, but Vincent did something wrong and must be punished. We can not do anything unless you tell us anything" Dumbledore was right, but I didn't want to seem weak.
"Nothing happened" I lied again.
"Granger, we both know that you are lying. Your shoe has blood on it and Crabbe now has a fat lip" Draco said
'You're not helping' I thought.
"C'mon, this is to help you, how can you say that?" Draco said. Everyone looked at him like he was a raving lunatic. "What?"
"How did you hear that?" I asked him
"You said it"
"That is enough. Everyone please leave the room except for Hermione. I want no one to repeat any of tonight's events to leave your lips or thoughts or anything. Am I understood? Otherwise I shall remove the first number that comes to mind from your house, even if it's ten thousand." Everyone left the room.
'I'll wait for her outside' I heard both Harry and Draco say, but their lips didn't move.
"Hermione, I'm sorry that I am putting so much pressure on you, but I need to know" Dumbledore pleaded
"He began to touch me" I started slowly. My voice was shaky. "I slapped him, but he grabbed my wrists. He kissed me, so I bit him ('Only Cassara would think of that, I wonder-' Hermione heard Dumbledore think). He took it the wrong way though, so I kicked him a couple of times, but he wouldn't stop until I kicked him in the face, but he just threw me off the broom when he tried again and I kicked him again. Then all of a sudden I began to fly. I don't know how, or why though.
"Interesting, the flying part. Has anything else weird been happening lately? Wandless magic? Mind reading?"
"Yes. I performed wandless magic on Harry and Ron this summer and just read Harry's and Malfoy's minds. They, Harry and Ron, also claim that my eyes went ablaze when I performed the wandless magic"
"Very interesting." Was all he could say, "And you thought something, and Mister Malfoy heard it?"
"Yes. Excuse me sir, but who is Cassara?" "
"That is a lovely necklace Miss Granger"
"Thank you professor, but what has that to do with anything?" I was very confused
"Miss Granger, what happened on the train whilst you were stuck?"
"I-I don't remember. None of us do."
"Miss Granger, have you ever heard of the Riddle family?"
"Only of Tom Marvolo Riddle sir, why?"
"How about the Ralds?"
"I read a little about Emma Rald, but only that she was the last ageless."
"Miss Granger, maybe you should visit the library and read a little about her, or the Riddles. A brief summary: In the dark times of the magical world, there was a final battle. In the final battle her mate was killed and Emma was left the last ageless. Before he dies, her mate gave her a silver necklace. It was a locket, but it would not open. You see, it was covered with a black substance that coiled around the locket. This substance represented the evil in the world. I do not feel that I am the right person to tell you the rest of the story. Tomorrow I shall call on the person who is. I think that you should go to bed now. Do not worry about Vincent. He shall be taken care of accordingly"
No One's POV
Hermione got up and walked out of the room.
"Hermione, how did it go? Did you tell him what happened? What was with Malfoy carrying you? Were you tired?" Harry bombarded her with questions.
"Harry, let's just go to the common room" Hermione said. As they turned the corner, a shadowy figure walked up to them. The light shined on to his face to reveal Malfoy.
"Here is the book you wanted Granger" He handed her the book. Hermione thanked him and he walked away.
"What was that about?" Harry asked.
"You know, curiosity killed the cat" Hermione told her friend.
"Yes, but, um, oh just tell me before I die of curiousness!"
"I just wanted to borrow a book from him, seeing how it is one of the only books I have yet to read. Dumbledore also suggested that I do so. Happy?"
"No, but I'll settle. You've had a rough night tonight. How about we just go straight to sleep. I'll tell everyone you just fell off the broom and fell into a tree, which will explain the clothes and Ron and I, accioed you back onto my broom. He'll follow, hopefully" Harry put his arm around Hermione. She was like his little sister now that they weren't dating anymore. It was only a six-week relationship after all.
"Thanks Harry, I really mean it" Hermione said.
"And you've never meant it before now? I'm hurt" he turned away from her
"C'mon Ha-"
"Nope, how can I believe you? My life is now turned upside down" He turned to her and grabbed her sides. He began to ruthlessly tickle her in front of the portrait of the Fat Woman.
"Are you two gonna do that all night or do you have the password?" she asked.
"Oh, Harry, we don't know the password" Hermione said. The portrait then opened. Ron peeked his head out.
"Hermione!" He ran to her and grabbed her in her second bear hug in fifteen minutes. "How are you feeling?"
"Fine, thanks Ron. Listen, can you just follow Harry's lead if anyone asks anything?" Hermione asked seriously
"Of course, anything, you know that I would do anything for you" Ron said as he tightened the hug. Hermione began to fidget
"Um, Ron, mate. I don't think that she can breathe" Harry moved Ron's arms. "Yeah, let's just move these, and, that's right."
"Stooge!" Hermione called Ron. The trio laughed as they walked into the common room. ("The password is pixi-stix, whatever those are," Ron said. Hermione slapped him for saying that.)