Ok people...I'm not saying this to make ya sooooo angry, I just feel like it, but I own...nothing except a cute doggy...and...shes black and fuzzy with brown and...oh, story, right...ehem.
Chapter 3 Tell Me Third POV
Harry was sitting on the couch in the common room, watching Ron pace back and forth, trying to tear his flaming red hair out of his pale head,
"Ron, calm down, it wasn't enough to even last an hour! She's probably fine right now!"
"But she isn't HERE! What if Malfoy got to her!? Malfoy!" and Ron's face snapped to the corridor where the boys slept. Harry's eyes drifted slowly over,
"Ron..." he warned, and the redhead burst up the stairs and into Dean, knocking him down the stairs.
"Oh, hey Ron!? HEY! OW! OFFA!" Ron opened the window, and peered down, straining hard to see. Harry stood slowly, and walked straight past Dean and into the dormitory.
"What is it?"
"He's with her!" he said rushed and he brushed past Harry, nearly knocking him down and Harry grabbed his shoulder.
"She's fine!"
"She's not fighting him!"
"Oh..." and Harry's face went serious, "Well, what are you waiting for!?"
Hermione POVI looked straight in his eyes, those chocolaty eyes...so mesmerizing, so kind and gentle, how could this be Lord Voldemort?
"I am your father, Tom Riddle." I sort of guessed that part; I still didn't believe it though.
"No, you aren't. I don't believe you."
"Believe what you wish, but I know what I am, my blood courses through your veins, Hermione." And Draco stared at me like I was the most special thing in the world, but that was besides the fact.
"Tell me what you know." I sighed; I don't like being left in the dark. It made me feel small, unknown, a bit left out. So I prepared to listen. Tom Riddle wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close,
"Everything is not what it seems. You, your...friends."
"I know you hate Harry...you want to kill him." I shuddered, he was holding me, and I kept feeling this warmth. Something I haven't felt in a long time, and it scared me. Draco shifted his weight and looked towards the castle.
"Hurry, the Golden Boys on the run." He told us.
"Those two boys... what have they done to protect you?"
"A lot!"
"...Not more than Draco Malfoy here...not more than Blaise Zambini."
"What the heck are you talking about?" I glanced at Draco and he nodded, and began pushing us farther back towards the wall of the forest.
"I'm saying...you see things backwards. What you know is a lie."
"Yea, your Weasel snuck some of that lovey-dovey potion into your food or whatever he put it in...trying to win you over that way. I'm sure Potty helped out." I was stunned, and I shook my head,
"No...you're lying."
"Would I lie in front of HIM? No, I don't think so. Especially not to you, you just need to know, those little friends of yours? Fake, not true, trying to harm you. And Dumbledore and his little army?"
"How...?"
"He's knows a lot from watching you and your rule breakers recklessly break rules, ruining my chances to stop Dumbledore from becoming the next Dark-" and he looked up, seeing the two boys run out of the castle, "I must bid you farewell. But know who your true allies are, daughter." And he fled, leaving me feeling betrayed.
"Hurry, come to me!" Draco pulled me closer, and disheveled my hair and his, and turned around, grinning madly.
"Hermione!" Ron yelled, "why are you with ferret!?" I had trouble choosing...I was in awe; I couldn't speak. I had gone mute for a few seconds...
"I-I don't know..." I chose to kept this within my boundaries, not theirs.
"Cause she wants to be." Draco held me, and I looked at him and he looked at me,
"Get you filthy mits off of Hermione!"
"Let go of her MALFOY!" Harry came up, his face stern.
"What if I don't want to?" he smirked, pushing me behind him.
"Don't play coy with me!" Harry yelled, and Ron punched Malfoy square in the jaw, sending him on me as I tried to catch him, almost failing in the process.
"Ron! Stop!" I cried out, and Malfoy pushed himself up and wiped his mouth, which was bleeding slowly.
"Get away from him, Hermione...he's nothing but trouble." And I thought for a moment, saw things from a different view...how cruel this treatment was from Ron; I had to keep my boundaries unbreached. I looked at Malfoy and he nodded to me.
"...ok..." I could feel Tom's eyes on me and I looked back, seeing nothing, and stepped over to Harry and Ron.
"The Golden Trio...Heh, such a wonderful posse." And he walked past them and into the building, Ron glaring at him the whole way until he was gone. The he burst.
"What were you doing with MALFOY!?"
"Talking!"
"That's some talking" Harry joked, and Ron clearly didn't get cause he was still yelling at me. It his fault I was there.
"Would you stop before I go deaf?" I seethe; I just want him to shut up so I can think. I've never been so confused!
"Whatever, I don't want to see you near Draco ever again." And you know what...under the normal circumstances; I would've listened...but not now. I'm going to see him again.
"Sure, whatever."
"Hermione, we're just worried about you." Harry placed his hand on my shoulder, staring me in the eye and I looked away' hating the vibe I was getting.
"Uh huh...right." I wave my hand and start for the Hogwarts castle. I left Ron and Harry to talk amongst themselves, or just follow me like puppies...for once, I didn't want them around.
Draco POVI stepped into the common room of the Slytherins, and they all looked up, awaiting the results of the Heir and her father.
"...She's believing," I said, sitting on the couch next to Blaise. Damn, that weasel hit me hard...
"Thank God. We have a chance..." he pat my back and smirked, "We might be able to win this one."
"Riddle didn't tell her all of it though...the Golden Boys came to the 'rescue'...and that WEASEL HIT ME!"
"Seriously?" every Slytherin was staring at me as if asking, what did you do?
"For once, I did nothing." I sighed, I would've hit back but I fear that he'd take the anger out on Hermione.
"Man, that takes guts."
"I feel wimpy." I do! I seriously do. And I don't like that feeling. I wonder how things went with Ginny and Blaise...might as well go to sleep while I can. People here are like bunnies...I swear they are. So I left the common room and went straight for the Head dorms. Those two pictures weren't fighting this time...but they were sleeping! BLOODY HELL!
THE NEEEEEEEXT DAY
Third POVHermione awoke in her bed the next morning, carefree and everything forgotten. She stretched as she yawned and stood for an early shower. While this was going on, Draco himself woke to the sound of water beating in the bathroom,
"Go away...damn you, you bloody sun!" Draco yelled, throwing a pillow at the window. Obviously, he wasn't a morning person. He covered his head with his green blanket, and the snake squirmed a bit before settling in a new position.
Hermione stepped out of the shower, a towel wrapped around her securely as she walked back to her room. She opened her door to find a black owl with golden eyes,
"Wow, who do you belong to?" she scratched it's head and detached the letter it sent her and it hooted happily.
T.R.
She gasped and opened it quickly, and began to read it over slowly.
Dear Love,
I know I didn't tell you all of which you wished to learn, but in two days, I will be able to. The only thing I can tell you now is Stay Away From the Dark Lord. Keep safe, stay near Draco Malfoy. You might like him sooner or later.
Your Father
Hermione dropped the note on the bed and ponder about what he said. Stay Away From the Dark Lord. She quickly dressed and ran into Draco's room.
"Draco Malfoy! WAKE UP!" she yelled, shaking him as he groaned,
"No, Pansy! Godammit! Your Ugly! Stop it!" his eyes were shut tight, and Hermione sighed and she pulled the blanket off of him and he shivered. Hermione's eyes grew wide; she didn't know Draco sleeps in the buff!
"AHH!" she turned and he woke suddenly.
"What are you doing in here?" he asked calmly, and Hermione shuddered,
"Letter! ...Him." She wouldn't refer to him as dad, father, or even papa. Draco shook his head thinking she was in denial.
"Look, he's your dad whether you like it or NOT!" and he took the letter she offered him, and sat up, not even caring about his nudity. Draco read it quickly and gave it back to her, and he stated,
"You've been deceived. He is the Dark Lord, why do you think he needs that many recruits?" he stood and stretched and she nodded to show she understood. "Now Granger, keep up the façade and you'll do fine, don't look him in the eye. At all!" he strode out, smirking the whole time. Hermione just stood there shocked.
Hermione POVIt was HUGE! I mean I didn't mean to look but it was there so I couldn't help it, right? Right?! Am I going insane? Yes, yes that's it! I'm mental. I shook myself out of my ...stupor and began walking to class; I still couldn't be late. We have Professor Krad again. He was sort of cute. Then I have Astronomy, with Malfoy...big, oh bloody-
"Hermione, are you listening?" Ron seemingly popped out of nowhere from where I was,
"Don't DO that!" I yelped, nearly dropping all my books and stumbling at the same time, all the Slytherins in the hall held a look of fear, then smugness once Harry and Ron looked at them. Maybe this is true.
"I've been talking to you for the last five minutes..." His face was becoming suspicious, and Harry butt in,
"If there was something wrong, you'd tell us right?" No, not anymore...
"Yea." I lie, and Harry's face became friendly,
"Good, so what's wrong?"
"I can't daydream in school?" ...No, I can't...this is the first time that's ever...happened.
"Hermione, you don't daydream."
"I do to!"
"Who was it about?" Ron asked, drawing in closer,
"It wasn't someone." Another lie, and they finally give up, thank Merlin. I didn't want to say anything else...and we walked into the room were the Professor sitting while reading a book. I wonder what we're doing today.
Yay! I Updated...and this might seem short but it isn't so...yea. I wonder what's happening in class...oooh....I sense something weird...hehehe and RANDOM! Cya next time. Ja Ne!