Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
Warning: This chapter is kind of dark not too dark though, just a little. I really don't know the story of Bloody Mary, so I just made up the murder thing. Don't worry, it still goes with the plot!
Da-ReDhEdEd-WeIrDo: No problem! You are completely and totally right! LOL. Redheads Rock! Anyway thanx, I was working on the decorations. I'm trying hard. Look at those muscles!
Fantasyprincess09: Thanx how thoughtful. I had a great time! Of course I'll keep writing. I can't, no; I WON'T let my reviewers down!
Mojo the Rock Chick Munchkin: Thanx bunches! Thanx for your review!
NotreDamegirlie: Awww, this aint a flame, its constructive critisism. And you are constructing, I thank you for that. Well I wasn't hyper. I DID move fast on that chapter though. ' thanx for the compliment, I'm a beginner writer. I'm really stressed of my reviewer's opinions. Thanx 4 the review!
NitenGale: Sorry 4 the predictability. ' But I do appreciate your reviews.
May-ann: Awww. Your reviews get me every time! If people are fishing for compliments, writing a story is a good way. I luv your reviews!
Storywritter10791: Thanx! Your welcome and I'm doin' my best. Thanx 4 your reviews!
Imogenhm: Thank you very much! Pleez keep reviewing!
Alyssa-farrell: OMGosh! I luv your reviews so it works both ways! Well I wasn't sure at 1st, but after thinking about it, I always have enjoyed HGDM fics, so I'm taking a chance. Thanx 4 reviewing!
This-is-not-meant-to-be-a-flame: ' sigh' Well I have been asking 4 ideas the whole time 4 whoever would like to share some. The summary DID say that a lot of boys were falling in love with her, so you should have expected the sap. I KNOW it's unrealistic, I have read the HP books a million of times, and I'm not expecting to be Rowling my first fic. I appreciate your review. And if you would like, I would like you to help put in the " pusaz" in my fic. Calling my fic boring was kind of harsh. No matter, I would still want some more reviews from you. Just be gentle with me, I am a porcelain antique and I can't be remade. Thank you for your review. XxxX
My mom's making me earn computer time now and I have to do loads of chores to earn it. With all of your encouragements, I will make it! Thank you reviewers!
XxxX
...:...Chapter 7...:...
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With a grim look on her face, Hermione headed up to her room to get ready for the ball.
" I-I can't believe I have to go with him," Her voice was breaking, Tears threatened to spill from her eyes, but she forced herself to keep a straight face. The past years Hermione was never afraid of Malfoy. But his threat still rang in her ears making her feel weak and frail. She knew he had connections, and that dream kept on taunting her.
In the dream, she was running into non-stop fog dripping in blood after being stabbed by Malfoy. She glanced nervously every now and then at her friends and family's grave stones. Frightened, she ran faster and faster, and hit something hard. It was a big willow tree.
" Do you mind? We're digging" Two hooded men said hoarsely facing her. Hermione stood back to see a gravestone, and an almost finished hole. She looked up to see the stone writing and nearly choked on her own saliva. It said:
"Hermione Anne Granger
Mudblood stabbed by Draco Malfoy,
Finished by the dark lord."
The hooded men took of their black covering. One was Malfoy, holding a bloody knife. The other was unmistakably Voldemort.
" Avada Kedavra!" He shouted. She felt a sharp pain pierce her heart like a thousand stabs and she limply fell into the hole...
Hermione shuddered and decided to get ready now. The dream was something she wanted to be the LAST thing on her mind, especially on Halloween night. She put on the costume she made, figuring her sewing class really paid off. It was a fit low-neck dress, showing some cleavage, which was unlike Hermione, but suited her character. It was black, making her fair skin look snow white. A couple of inches below her knees, hung a layered of black red black, which was roughly cut to look torn. The sleeves were long and black, the slit on her sleeve started from her shoulders. The whole dress, black with a bit of blood red, sparkled. Hermione was proud of her work. She changed her whole look for the night. She put a spell on her hair to be extremely straight and black, she put on make up to make her look scary, which included; dark mascara, dark red eyeliner, deep crimson colored lipstick, and fake blood on her face and various parts of her body. (A/N: keep a clean mind) For Halloween, she's Bloody Mary.
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Hermione walked out of her room, She had to wait for Malfoy. Hermione fidgeted with her " just-for-the-night" hair, and scanned the floor nervously.
" Hermione?" Hermione looked up to see Malfoy in a black costume, blood all over him. In his hand was a bloody knife. She figured it was fake. At least she hoped. Hermione swallowed a lump in her throat. ' Don't be silly Hermione. Even if he was going to kill someone, he'd do it with magic.' Right then, she realized what he was supposed to be. Bloody Mary's Murderer.
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" Malfoy." Hermione stated nervously.
His eyes narrowed. " I thought we were on a first name basis."
" Yes Draco." Hermione mentally slapped herself. Why was she following orders now? Draco raised an eyebrow. " Lets go." Hermione ordered, her eyes glinted demandingly. They left at an uncomfortable distance. Her costume was perfect. Scary, yet elegant. Draco noticed their costumes matched. She was Bloody Mary, and he was the guy who made her bloody. He sorely wished he hadn't threatened her, she seemed terrified of him.
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As soon as the bloody couple reached the great hall, they look around amazed at their own works. Everyone was enjoying themselves. Loads of people were dancing to " The Bloody Brides" music, (A/N: Wow, I just realize this chapter is very bloody. Lol. Forgive me) While others were admiring costumes and decorations.
" Want some punch?" Draco asked, the flashing blue lights making him look dead.
" Sure." Hermione stated. She was going to have a good time, and not let ferret ruin it for her, just because of a few words and a couple of dumb dreams. She was sick of being afraid, so tonight she would be brave.
The murderer came back with some smoky punch. (Due to dry ice) They drank up, standing in silence. A slow song came up. Pansy, dressed up as a princess ran up to Draco. " Oh Dracky! This will be our song from now on! Lets dance!" Before Draco could object or say, ' Oh great a song about dead people' Pansy dragged him to the dance floor and grabbed him close.
Hermione rolled her eyes. " Saps." (A/N: Thanx for the word! You know who you are) at that moment, Ron walked up to her.
"Care to dance?" He asks holding a hand out politely.
Hermione smiled. " I'd love to."
They walked out onto the dance floor. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck, and he hooked his hands on her waist. " So are you and Harry getting along now?" Hermione asked trying to make conversation.
Ron rolled his eyes and laughed. " Well I guess so. Now we are kind of."
" That's good, by the way. What WERE you guys fighting about?"
" Uh, can we go outside to talk about this?" Ron looked nervous, and she felt him start to shake.
" Of course." Hermione's eyes shined with a concerned look. They walked outside, which looked completely like a cemetery with fog everywhere. Hermione shivered. Ron grasped her hand tightly and led her out to a tree. He sat down with her not saying anything for a few minutes. " Ron, what's wrong?" Hermione felt really bad. Ron turned towards her, his eyes sparkling wildly an electric blue. He bored his eyes into her. Hermione started to feel nervous. He placed his hands perfectly on her face, and kissed her. All Hermione felt was shock, confuse-ment, and cold lips. She pulled away not knowing what to do. She didn't like him like that, what would she say? " Ron, I can't."
His face filled with disappointment and his blue eyes dimmed. " W-why not?"
Hermione sighed. " I love you, but I'm not IN love with you."
Ron burst. " Hermione! Haven't you seen it? Aren't you the smartest witch at this school?! Harry and I have been fighting over YOU!"
Hermione's eyes became as wide as quaffle balls. " But, why me? I'm no very pretty, and what about Cho-"
" He said something about her being whining too much or something," Ron started " but that doesn't matter. I have felt this vibe with you ever since second year. I have realized, I'm in love with you Hermione! It can be you an me!" He squeezed her hand desperately.
" No Ron... It can't." Hermione let go of his grasp and left to her common room, leaving a rather rejected redhead at a big willow tree.
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Draco was rather annoyed with Pansy. She kept on talking about who knows what. Then she brought up a topic that snapped his attention back.
" You know Draco, I heard the Dark Lord has big plans for you." Pansy said in a dangerous whisper.
" And what would that be?" Draco said in a flat tone. He really didn't want to go to the dark side, and wasn't EVER planning on being a death eater. But he wanted to know anyhow, just in case he ever needed the information.
" From what I heard, you're going to have to kill the mudblood you have to be around all the time. It would drive Potter insane." Pansy seductively whispered. Draco stepped back quickly. " Dracky, what's YOUR problem? Getting a soft spot for the mudblood?"
Inside he wanted to say ' Don't call Hermione a mudblood!' but if he wanted to be a spy, he couldn't let Pansy know that.
" No Pansy, she's filth." Draco said in a monotone.
"Yes I knew you would say that." Pansy smirked.
" I think I'm coming down with something. I need to revive my strength. It's been a long day. Goodnight Pansy."
" Awww. Draky it's only twelve." Pansy pouted. Draco combed his platinum hair behind his ear with his fingers, and just walked off.
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Draco walked inside his common room surprised to see Hermione there in her shorts and T-shirt, her hair back to its fluffy walnut colored appearance. Nearly everyone else was still at the ball, wanting to stay the whole night. She was sitting on the couch, her knees up to her chest, with her arms wrapped around them, her hair spread on her arms and legs as she was looking down not aware of Draco's entrance. He heard a sniffle come from her; it was then he realized she was crying. Draco took a deep breath. Now was his chance.
He walked up to the couch and sat down next to Hermione. Hermione obviously felt the couch weigh down and looked up. Her eyes were puffy and red.
" What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be snogging Pansy?" Draco flinched at that thought. But he said nothing. She managed to roll her eyes. " You aren't going to confess your love to me are you?" Draco was shocked at this random question, and ran his fingers through his silvery hair.
" No of course not." Draco lied. He can't believe he was even thinking that. She just quirked an eyebrow.
" Then get on with the criticism, insults, and how horrible I looked tonight already."
" What?! You looked beautiful!" Draco slapped his hand on his mouth. Did he say that out loud? Hermione was just as shocked. Draco decided to change the subject.
" So why were you crying?" Draco asked.
" I wasn't crying!" Hermione looked up defiantly in a brave manner, the light showing her tear streaks.
" Righhht." Draco got up. " Well I guess you don't need any comfort then."
Draco started to walk away with the word " comfort" ringing in Hermione's ears.
" Draco wait." Hermione got Draco's attention and he walked back up to her. " Why would you want to comfort me?"
" Well duh! I'm not completely inhuman!" Draco teased.
For the first time in a long time Hermione smiled a REAL smile. The person who made her frown all this time, made her smile once again.
Draco has never seen Hermione smile before, and now he knew how Weasley and Potter fell for her. Now he knew the real Hermione Granger. She wasn't a mudblood anymore. She was an actual human being, just like himself. She was completely equal, if not better than anyone else. And He, Draco Malfoy loved everything about her. Her caring personality, her wittiness, her brilliance, and most of all, her smile. Her smile was like how it was like when you eat the fluffy cookies right out of the oven, warm and gooey. Or like when you swim through a lake on an extremely hot day, the water caressing through your hair. It first turned out to be a crush, and now he might be falling in love with Hermione.
Draco and Hermione heard music coming from the great hall. His silver eyes stared at Hermione. Hermione felt a blush crawl up her face.
" We didn't really get to dance... so would you care to?" Draco asked holding out his hand.
Hermione was a little hesitant at first. ' I mean, this morning I was terrified of him. But now. Now I think it will be ok. I mean, it's just dancing.' Hermione smiled. " I'd love to."
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A/N: OK OK I know it's fluffy, but bear with me please. Thank you for all of the wonderful reviews people! Ideas are welcome, but flames are NOT. I DO accept constructive criticism, but pleez be gentle!
Warning: This chapter is kind of dark not too dark though, just a little. I really don't know the story of Bloody Mary, so I just made up the murder thing. Don't worry, it still goes with the plot!
Da-ReDhEdEd-WeIrDo: No problem! You are completely and totally right! LOL. Redheads Rock! Anyway thanx, I was working on the decorations. I'm trying hard. Look at those muscles!
Fantasyprincess09: Thanx how thoughtful. I had a great time! Of course I'll keep writing. I can't, no; I WON'T let my reviewers down!
Mojo the Rock Chick Munchkin: Thanx bunches! Thanx for your review!
NotreDamegirlie: Awww, this aint a flame, its constructive critisism. And you are constructing, I thank you for that. Well I wasn't hyper. I DID move fast on that chapter though. ' thanx for the compliment, I'm a beginner writer. I'm really stressed of my reviewer's opinions. Thanx 4 the review!
NitenGale: Sorry 4 the predictability. ' But I do appreciate your reviews.
May-ann: Awww. Your reviews get me every time! If people are fishing for compliments, writing a story is a good way. I luv your reviews!
Storywritter10791: Thanx! Your welcome and I'm doin' my best. Thanx 4 your reviews!
Imogenhm: Thank you very much! Pleez keep reviewing!
Alyssa-farrell: OMGosh! I luv your reviews so it works both ways! Well I wasn't sure at 1st, but after thinking about it, I always have enjoyed HGDM fics, so I'm taking a chance. Thanx 4 reviewing!
This-is-not-meant-to-be-a-flame: ' sigh' Well I have been asking 4 ideas the whole time 4 whoever would like to share some. The summary DID say that a lot of boys were falling in love with her, so you should have expected the sap. I KNOW it's unrealistic, I have read the HP books a million of times, and I'm not expecting to be Rowling my first fic. I appreciate your review. And if you would like, I would like you to help put in the " pusaz" in my fic. Calling my fic boring was kind of harsh. No matter, I would still want some more reviews from you. Just be gentle with me, I am a porcelain antique and I can't be remade. Thank you for your review. XxxX
My mom's making me earn computer time now and I have to do loads of chores to earn it. With all of your encouragements, I will make it! Thank you reviewers!
XxxX
...:...Chapter 7...:...
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With a grim look on her face, Hermione headed up to her room to get ready for the ball.
" I-I can't believe I have to go with him," Her voice was breaking, Tears threatened to spill from her eyes, but she forced herself to keep a straight face. The past years Hermione was never afraid of Malfoy. But his threat still rang in her ears making her feel weak and frail. She knew he had connections, and that dream kept on taunting her.
In the dream, she was running into non-stop fog dripping in blood after being stabbed by Malfoy. She glanced nervously every now and then at her friends and family's grave stones. Frightened, she ran faster and faster, and hit something hard. It was a big willow tree.
" Do you mind? We're digging" Two hooded men said hoarsely facing her. Hermione stood back to see a gravestone, and an almost finished hole. She looked up to see the stone writing and nearly choked on her own saliva. It said:
"Hermione Anne Granger
Mudblood stabbed by Draco Malfoy,
Finished by the dark lord."
The hooded men took of their black covering. One was Malfoy, holding a bloody knife. The other was unmistakably Voldemort.
" Avada Kedavra!" He shouted. She felt a sharp pain pierce her heart like a thousand stabs and she limply fell into the hole...
Hermione shuddered and decided to get ready now. The dream was something she wanted to be the LAST thing on her mind, especially on Halloween night. She put on the costume she made, figuring her sewing class really paid off. It was a fit low-neck dress, showing some cleavage, which was unlike Hermione, but suited her character. It was black, making her fair skin look snow white. A couple of inches below her knees, hung a layered of black red black, which was roughly cut to look torn. The sleeves were long and black, the slit on her sleeve started from her shoulders. The whole dress, black with a bit of blood red, sparkled. Hermione was proud of her work. She changed her whole look for the night. She put a spell on her hair to be extremely straight and black, she put on make up to make her look scary, which included; dark mascara, dark red eyeliner, deep crimson colored lipstick, and fake blood on her face and various parts of her body. (A/N: keep a clean mind) For Halloween, she's Bloody Mary.
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Hermione walked out of her room, She had to wait for Malfoy. Hermione fidgeted with her " just-for-the-night" hair, and scanned the floor nervously.
" Hermione?" Hermione looked up to see Malfoy in a black costume, blood all over him. In his hand was a bloody knife. She figured it was fake. At least she hoped. Hermione swallowed a lump in her throat. ' Don't be silly Hermione. Even if he was going to kill someone, he'd do it with magic.' Right then, she realized what he was supposed to be. Bloody Mary's Murderer.
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" Malfoy." Hermione stated nervously.
His eyes narrowed. " I thought we were on a first name basis."
" Yes Draco." Hermione mentally slapped herself. Why was she following orders now? Draco raised an eyebrow. " Lets go." Hermione ordered, her eyes glinted demandingly. They left at an uncomfortable distance. Her costume was perfect. Scary, yet elegant. Draco noticed their costumes matched. She was Bloody Mary, and he was the guy who made her bloody. He sorely wished he hadn't threatened her, she seemed terrified of him.
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As soon as the bloody couple reached the great hall, they look around amazed at their own works. Everyone was enjoying themselves. Loads of people were dancing to " The Bloody Brides" music, (A/N: Wow, I just realize this chapter is very bloody. Lol. Forgive me) While others were admiring costumes and decorations.
" Want some punch?" Draco asked, the flashing blue lights making him look dead.
" Sure." Hermione stated. She was going to have a good time, and not let ferret ruin it for her, just because of a few words and a couple of dumb dreams. She was sick of being afraid, so tonight she would be brave.
The murderer came back with some smoky punch. (Due to dry ice) They drank up, standing in silence. A slow song came up. Pansy, dressed up as a princess ran up to Draco. " Oh Dracky! This will be our song from now on! Lets dance!" Before Draco could object or say, ' Oh great a song about dead people' Pansy dragged him to the dance floor and grabbed him close.
Hermione rolled her eyes. " Saps." (A/N: Thanx for the word! You know who you are) at that moment, Ron walked up to her.
"Care to dance?" He asks holding a hand out politely.
Hermione smiled. " I'd love to."
They walked out onto the dance floor. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck, and he hooked his hands on her waist. " So are you and Harry getting along now?" Hermione asked trying to make conversation.
Ron rolled his eyes and laughed. " Well I guess so. Now we are kind of."
" That's good, by the way. What WERE you guys fighting about?"
" Uh, can we go outside to talk about this?" Ron looked nervous, and she felt him start to shake.
" Of course." Hermione's eyes shined with a concerned look. They walked outside, which looked completely like a cemetery with fog everywhere. Hermione shivered. Ron grasped her hand tightly and led her out to a tree. He sat down with her not saying anything for a few minutes. " Ron, what's wrong?" Hermione felt really bad. Ron turned towards her, his eyes sparkling wildly an electric blue. He bored his eyes into her. Hermione started to feel nervous. He placed his hands perfectly on her face, and kissed her. All Hermione felt was shock, confuse-ment, and cold lips. She pulled away not knowing what to do. She didn't like him like that, what would she say? " Ron, I can't."
His face filled with disappointment and his blue eyes dimmed. " W-why not?"
Hermione sighed. " I love you, but I'm not IN love with you."
Ron burst. " Hermione! Haven't you seen it? Aren't you the smartest witch at this school?! Harry and I have been fighting over YOU!"
Hermione's eyes became as wide as quaffle balls. " But, why me? I'm no very pretty, and what about Cho-"
" He said something about her being whining too much or something," Ron started " but that doesn't matter. I have felt this vibe with you ever since second year. I have realized, I'm in love with you Hermione! It can be you an me!" He squeezed her hand desperately.
" No Ron... It can't." Hermione let go of his grasp and left to her common room, leaving a rather rejected redhead at a big willow tree.
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Draco was rather annoyed with Pansy. She kept on talking about who knows what. Then she brought up a topic that snapped his attention back.
" You know Draco, I heard the Dark Lord has big plans for you." Pansy said in a dangerous whisper.
" And what would that be?" Draco said in a flat tone. He really didn't want to go to the dark side, and wasn't EVER planning on being a death eater. But he wanted to know anyhow, just in case he ever needed the information.
" From what I heard, you're going to have to kill the mudblood you have to be around all the time. It would drive Potter insane." Pansy seductively whispered. Draco stepped back quickly. " Dracky, what's YOUR problem? Getting a soft spot for the mudblood?"
Inside he wanted to say ' Don't call Hermione a mudblood!' but if he wanted to be a spy, he couldn't let Pansy know that.
" No Pansy, she's filth." Draco said in a monotone.
"Yes I knew you would say that." Pansy smirked.
" I think I'm coming down with something. I need to revive my strength. It's been a long day. Goodnight Pansy."
" Awww. Draky it's only twelve." Pansy pouted. Draco combed his platinum hair behind his ear with his fingers, and just walked off.
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Draco walked inside his common room surprised to see Hermione there in her shorts and T-shirt, her hair back to its fluffy walnut colored appearance. Nearly everyone else was still at the ball, wanting to stay the whole night. She was sitting on the couch, her knees up to her chest, with her arms wrapped around them, her hair spread on her arms and legs as she was looking down not aware of Draco's entrance. He heard a sniffle come from her; it was then he realized she was crying. Draco took a deep breath. Now was his chance.
He walked up to the couch and sat down next to Hermione. Hermione obviously felt the couch weigh down and looked up. Her eyes were puffy and red.
" What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be snogging Pansy?" Draco flinched at that thought. But he said nothing. She managed to roll her eyes. " You aren't going to confess your love to me are you?" Draco was shocked at this random question, and ran his fingers through his silvery hair.
" No of course not." Draco lied. He can't believe he was even thinking that. She just quirked an eyebrow.
" Then get on with the criticism, insults, and how horrible I looked tonight already."
" What?! You looked beautiful!" Draco slapped his hand on his mouth. Did he say that out loud? Hermione was just as shocked. Draco decided to change the subject.
" So why were you crying?" Draco asked.
" I wasn't crying!" Hermione looked up defiantly in a brave manner, the light showing her tear streaks.
" Righhht." Draco got up. " Well I guess you don't need any comfort then."
Draco started to walk away with the word " comfort" ringing in Hermione's ears.
" Draco wait." Hermione got Draco's attention and he walked back up to her. " Why would you want to comfort me?"
" Well duh! I'm not completely inhuman!" Draco teased.
For the first time in a long time Hermione smiled a REAL smile. The person who made her frown all this time, made her smile once again.
Draco has never seen Hermione smile before, and now he knew how Weasley and Potter fell for her. Now he knew the real Hermione Granger. She wasn't a mudblood anymore. She was an actual human being, just like himself. She was completely equal, if not better than anyone else. And He, Draco Malfoy loved everything about her. Her caring personality, her wittiness, her brilliance, and most of all, her smile. Her smile was like how it was like when you eat the fluffy cookies right out of the oven, warm and gooey. Or like when you swim through a lake on an extremely hot day, the water caressing through your hair. It first turned out to be a crush, and now he might be falling in love with Hermione.
Draco and Hermione heard music coming from the great hall. His silver eyes stared at Hermione. Hermione felt a blush crawl up her face.
" We didn't really get to dance... so would you care to?" Draco asked holding out his hand.
Hermione was a little hesitant at first. ' I mean, this morning I was terrified of him. But now. Now I think it will be ok. I mean, it's just dancing.' Hermione smiled. " I'd love to."
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A/N: OK OK I know it's fluffy, but bear with me please. Thank you for all of the wonderful reviews people! Ideas are welcome, but flames are NOT. I DO accept constructive criticism, but pleez be gentle!