Rambling: OH MY GOD!!!!!!! I JUST SAW HARRY POTTER AND THE PRISONER OF AZKABAN!!!!! (On a side note, it was very good. Except for some little problems I had with some of the casting, but I will go into that in depth in a moment) DRACO WAS SOOOOOOOO SEXY!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!! I WANT HIM!!!! I WENT TO THE MALL AND WAS LOOKING FOR POSTERS OF HIM BUT I DIDN'T FIND ANY, GOD DAMNIT. SO I WENT TO HOT TOPIC AND BOUGHT A WHOLE BUNCH OF HARRY POTTER SHIRTS. Why am I still yelling? I got this one jacket that is totally cool. It's green with the Slytherin logo on the front and on the back it says seeker. I totally love it. Okay so on to my problems with the cast in HPATPOA it's just I didn't picture Lupin as being so dark. I always saw him as a really tall skinny pale kind of blond guy, and what was up with his moustache. On another note he was a very good actor and the werewolf was awesome! Sirius was good but he only had like ten minuets of screen time which sucked. DRACO IS SEXY!!! Does anybody know the name of the actor that plays him…because I want to stalk him (as long as he keeps his blond hair)

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Chapter Eight: Love

I hold it true, whate'er befall;

I feel it, when I sorrow most;

'Tis better to have loved and lost

Than never to have loved at all.

                          --Alfred Tennyson

Emerald eyes set in a deathly pale face shot open

The mouth opened wide gasping, bringing air into lungs that hadn't been used for months

Dead tissue reanimated it's self

Decaying skin regrew

Skin grew over the holes eaten by the maggots

The hands placed over the heaving chest moved for the first time since their death

Voldemort smiled his red eyes gleaming in the foggy night surrounding the graveyard

Harry was back.

Draco studied Hermione as she descended the stairs in front of him

After living in a home devoid of emotion and having no examples of which to follow' he finally realized what this feeling that rose into his throat and made his stomach flutter every time he looked at Hermione was, it was love.

He, Draco Malfoy, Voldemort's right hand man. Was in love with Hermione Granger the mudblood.

And he could finally admit it.

Smiling, he studied the back of her head taking in new things about her that he had changed since they were in school together.

She was taller and she moved with a confidence she had lacked as a teen.

Walked taller…but that was probably the absence of a hundred pounds of books she had normally lugged around with her back when he knew her.

But he did know her, he knew her now.

Couldn't he feel what she felt?

Couldn't, if he concentrated, see what she saw.

They shared a bond stronger than any existing

Their very souls were bound for all eternity

Her hair, glinting shades of brown, gold, and red, tumbled in riotous curls down her back.

He loved her, loved everything about her, the new and the old, the good and the bad.

And he damn well was going to see to that she was happy.

Happy and safe.

And maybe, maybe she could love him back.

So far they were off to the worst start imaginable but he was going to do everything he could to change her first impression of him.

Hermione walked ahead of Draco down the pushily, green, carpeted stairs and then paused her hand resting on the ornately carved banister.

Tilting her head over her shoulder she stared at Draco as he descended the stairs.

He stopped several steps above her so that she was forced to continue to look up at an uncomfortable angle.

"Yes?" he queried, his voice echoing in the cavernous entryway

Hermione studied him

For a moment she had felt something, something she knew hadn't come from her, a…determination, a determination to do something. She shook her head sending her curls swaying.

She was more out of it than she realized.

"Nothing." She said, her voice resonating through the hall

Continuing down the last few steps her bare feet hit the white and green marble tile when she finished her descent. Turning left she headed unerringly in the direction of Draco's office a picture of the cozy room, dominated by the huge desk with a chair behind it she knew she would find comfortable, and an ornately carved fireplace that the house elves always kept stocked with firewood with matches at the ready, and the book shelves that lined every wall except for the one where the door was and in the area the huge picture window was placed on the south wall.

As she reached to turn the gold doorknob that would open the door to the office she hesitated, whirling around to meet Draco's coldly amused blue eyes she asked "How?" her tones urgent "how did I know where your office was, how did I know that was where you wanted to go?"

Draco reached around her and opened the door

"The question and answer session will be held after the lecture." He said stepping into the office leaving Hermione sputtering on the thresh hold

"What exactly is that supposed to mean?" she asked hotly her temple already beginning to boil as she slammed the door to the office.

Crossing across the red carpeting she plunked into one of the softly upholstered chairs across from where Draco sat behind his desk.

Curling her legs under her bottom she settled comfortably back into the chair aiming a glare ripe with anger and questions at Draco.

"Look Malfoy. I'm not in the mood for any of your games, I want you to answer my questions and I want you to do it now!" she said huffily

Draco aimed an innocent look at Hermione "Games? Why Hermione love I would never play games with you!" he said in a hurt tone of voice

Hermione's heart gave a little flutter at the words love and she frowned crossly…stupid heart. Life would be so much easier if it would give it a rest with all the raging emotions.

Hermione glared at him crossing her arms beneath her breasts and drumming her fingers impatiently.

Draco sighed "Very well. You want me to answer your questions, and I will…but only after I'm done talking and I still haven't answered them."

Hermione nodded grumpily

Draco grinned "No need to look like I'm not doing something you enjoy. There's nothing Know-it-all-Granger doesn't love more than a lecture…well excluding reading.

Hermione suppressed the urge to blow a raspberry at him and instead settled for a rude single finger gesture.

Draco smirked "Maybe later darling, when I'm finished talking."

Hermione gasped indignantly "You…! How dare you..! GAHH! YOU ARE INSUFERABLE!" She sputtered

"I try." Draco said with a grin "Now down to business. Most of the questions you have are concerning the topic I wanted to discuss with you in the first place, blood bonding.

"I've mentioned it before when talking to you but I have never sat down and actually explained the whole concept to you from beginning to end" Draco's face took on an involved look as he leaned slightly foreword in his chair to meet Hermione's eyes.

"Blood bonding is an ancient, rarely practiced, ritual that is deeply centered on some of the darker traditions and religious aspects of the wizarding culture. Essentially what Blood Bonding is, is the binding of two peoples souls. When Voldemort first began his quest to rid the world of muggles he sought a way to bind his followers to him, a way to track them, to call them to him, to control them. Voldemort discovered blood bonding in one of his spell books and utilized what he learned. But then Voldemort found that this opened him up to vulnerabilities, when he first performed the ritual he didn't realize it would open him and his emotions up to the people he was blood bonded with."

Hermione interrupted "That's what happened with Voldemort and…Harry. Harry could feel what Voldemort was feeling, but also as he learned later that Voldemort could feel what Harry was feeling."

Draco glared at Hermione "Don't interrupt. But that is a parallel to what I'm saying."

He settled back into his chair and went on "But it helps that you know that. It will make it easier for you to understand his reasoning. He saw anything that revealed his emotions as a weakness, and the Dark Lord does not tolerate weakness, in himself or in others."

He said the last sentence in an ironic turn of voice.

"And what the Dark Lord doesn't tolerate is destroyed" Draco snorted "and there went the first batch of Death Eaters"

Hermione gasped "He killed them?" her voice disbelieving

'I mean I know he's a murderer…but to kill you own followers?'

She pursed her lips

What did she expect?

It was Voldemort

How could she expect him to be bound by the same set of morals as she?

He was a cold blooded murder

People that killed millions of muggles with out remorse didn't have morals

Her eyes slid to the handsome blond man behind the desk

But then…didn't that also apply to Draco?

Wasn't Draco Voldemort's right hand man?

Hadn't he led countless attacks on muggles?

Didn't that mean that he was a cold blooded killer?

Didn't that mean that he had no morals?

But if that was true how could he treat her so sweetly?

Be so kind?

Care for her?

Hermione shook her head.

She spent way to much time analyzing Draco as it was

She needed to listen

 Draco ignored Hermione's interruption and leaned back in his chair running a pen idly through his fingers as he continued.

"Yes he killed them. My own uncle among them, Lucius' older brother Anthony."  At Hermione's shocked look he said "You're wondering how I can talk about it so coldly?" Hermione nodded and Draco took a deep breath preparing to show a part of him to her that he had never shown anyone before.

'Remember Draco you love her' he reminded himself silently 'she needs to know about you…and why you do the things you do'

 "You see it's expected of a Malfoy to not show emotion. Plus the only thing I remember of him is the time he smacked me for crying after he broke my toy broomstick."

Hermione's mouth dropped open "B-but. What…how…why?" she tried to voice her shock

Draco grinned "We come from very different places you and I Hermione." The words were saturated with regret and the feeling was echoed in Draco, and in turn Hermione.

Hermione grimaced

She really didn't like this whole blood bonding shindig.

"Malfoy's are never really…close. Actually you could say that we are the exact opposite. From birth Malfoy's are groomed to succeed. We have to be the best at everything. We have to have the most money, the biggest house…the most, the most of everything. Life for a single Malfoy heir like myself is…easy…compared to what my father and Anthony were forced to do. They were raised in a constant competition with each other. When Anthony discovered Voldemort he joined immediately, it was something he had that Lucius didn't. Lucius found it rather ironic that in an attempt to beat him Anthony actually died leaving him the only heir to the Malfoy fortune."

Hermione shifted awkwardly in her seat

She couldn't imagine living like that.

But what Draco hadn't said, the things that were flashing through her mind was of his life

She didn't think being the only child of a Malfoy family was easy

The pressure

She could feel it now

All the eyes watching her

All those expectations

The overwhelming fear when Lucius called her into his study

Those cold narrowed blue eyes filled with loathing

Expectations

Hermione came back to the present with a snap

She shook her head trying to clear out the residual

Those weren't her memories

So obviously they were Draco's

No…it wasn't that easy being the sole heir to the Malfoy estate

Not at all

Draco shook his head

They were getting way to off topic and quickly switched back to the original conversation without any notice.

"But even though this first attempt failed Voldemort still craved a way to bind his followers to him, using the blood bonding as a base he built upon it and eventually created the dark mark. Draco rolled up his sleeve and showed her the black mark that marred the beautiful pale skin of his arm

Hermione reached out across the desk and gently traced the mark.

Draco drew away as if burned and rolled his sleeve down over his wrist

"Okay enough with the history lesson and back to the blood bonding" Draco said quickly

"What blood bonding does, as I said before, is it joins two souls together using blood, and an incantation. The souls almost become as one." Draco dropped the pen and ran his hand through his silvery hair distractedly "this is hard to explain…" he closed his eyes and then opened them again "The two souls are joined, they cease to be two souls but are now one entity, so accordingly this would have a strange affect on your physical self. Common with the blood bonding is shared thoughts or memories, being able to feel what the person bonded to you is feeling." Draco said as if reading from a text book.

He grinned the Malfoy grin and said "And that concludes the lecture portion of the program…any questions?"

Hermione's hand shot into the air, a practiced response.

She quickly dropped her hand back into her lap and flushing furiously

Draco snickered "A conditioned response?"

Hermione turned an even darker shade of crimson and ignored Draco's words

Clearing her throat she asked "If what you said about Voldemort's feelings about the blood bonding is true, how come he blood bonded you to me?"

Draco pinched the bridge of his nose with his long fingers.

Sighing he replied "It would be you who would cut right to the heart of the whole matter."

The Dark Lord does see it as a weakness. He offered to blood bond us because he didn't think I would accept. He saw it as another way to demean you, to know that I wouldn't accept. But he miscalculated; he didn't count on me actually caring for you…and l-"Draco cut himself off cursing silently

Maybe she wouldn't catch his slip up

But that of course was too much to hope for

"And what Malfoy? Care about me and what?" she asked hurriedly

It sounded as if he were about to say love

Love?

How could Draco Malfoy, Voldemort's right hand man love her?

It wasn't possible

She was just imagining things.

But Draco still hadn't answered her question

"Well Malfoy?" she queried

Draco cleared his throat "Nothing." He said gruffly

"No you were going to say something I heard you!" Hermione explained

"I said nothing!" Draco said pink rising to his cheeks

What's this?

Draco Malfoy

Blushing?

Was that even possible?

Hermione stared at Draco's pink cheeks "Are you blushing?" she exclaimed

Draco cleared his throat again

"Of course I'm not blushing…that's ridiculous! Me? Blushing? Pshaw! The very idea!"

"You ARE blushing aren't you?"

Even more color suffused Draco's cheeks, turning his pale skin a pale pink

"NO!" Draco shouted his cheeks turning an even darker shade of pink

AN: Okay I found out the actor's name. His name is Tom Felton and he is 16 and really incredibly cute. Turns out I'll have to wait a little before I can get a poster of him from the Prisoner of Azkaban. Poopers, but I did get a whole bunch of his pictures off the internet. squirms YAY!!! Oh and Tom if your reading this I'll marry you! cough cough back to the story

Voldemort watched as Harry stood

 The earth walls of his grave crumbling in places as he placed his hands on the lip of the grave and heaved himself out of his prison of earth.

He fell to his knees his hands running back and forth across the cool green grass, damp with dew, as his lungs heaved, unaccustomed to the once familiar motion.

Raising his head his emerald eyes, flashing hate, pain, rage, confusion met Voldemort's crimson ones.

Dragging in air he said "Why…bring…me…back…bastard?" his tongue thick and awkward from disuse

Voldemort smiled baring sharp teeth

"I thought you might want to be around at a time like this." He said in a cold, nasal voice

Harry's green eyes flashed

"I left this place purposely; I didn't want to come back here." He said

"Oh I understand that, I may even understand why you left."

"How could you understand you bastard? You fear death. I accepted it. You could never understand." Harry said bitterly

"I fear nothing not death, not you, not Dumbledore. I fear nothing. While you however fear me. Isn't that why you left? You left because you knew you could never win; you left so you wouldn't have to face your own failure."

Harry's eyes flashed with hate

But he said nothing

It was true wasn't it?

"You wanted to know why I brought you back. You're girlfriend is in trouble Harry."

Harry was on his feet his hands gripping the throat of Voldemort's robes as he pinned Voldemort to his headstone.

"What have you done to Hermione?" he asked softly his eyes flashing and his grip on Voldemort's robes tightening dangerously

Voldemort through his head back and laughed

His maniacal laughter filling the night air

"Potter, Potter I have done nothing to her." He said coldly

"I don't believe you." Harry said, but his grip on Voldemort's robes loosened slightly

"I haven't harmed a hair on her head." Voldemort lied

"So why is she in trouble?" Harry asked his green eyes cold with hate

Voldemort smirked, he was buying it.

Poor, poor, naïve, gullible, Potter

Well, you know what they say…Idiots make the world go round

"You remember Draco don't you?" Voldemort queried

Harry's lip curled in disgust "I remember the ferret…why?"

"Well Draco has your girlfriend."

Harry's hands fell from Voldemort's robe to his side.

Harry hesitated and then asked, his voice cold and determined

"Where are they?"

"Malfoy Manor."

Harry turned, his cloaks billowing behind him as he strode across the grave yard

And with that Harry was gone

Voldemort once again through his head back laughing

It was so easy

A/N: Hey peeps. Sorry for the short chapter but I've been really busy

Draco: snorts oh come on busy? You're not busy! You've just been procrastinating

OA: ya…but I was busy procrastinating so there fore I was…busy?

Hermione: YAY!!!!! HARRY IS BACK!!!! I NEVER HAVE TO SEE YOU AGAIN FERRET!!!! HARRY WILL COME AND RESCUE ME AND KILL YOU AND WE'LL LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER!!!!

OA: er…not exactly

Harry: Hey guys

Hermione: HARRY!!!!! glomps Harry and looks at author accusingly over shoulder what do you mean "not exactly"?

OA: Well…it IS a Draco/Hermione fic

Draco: Why? I mean I obviously don't love her!

Hermione: Oh come on you were so busy saying you loved me in that chapter it was making me nauseous  

Draco: I...I was not…!

Hermione: HA!!! You're blushing again

Draco: turns to author this is all YOUR fault kills author

OA: Ouch…Okay so as I was saying before I was interrupted and killed I'm going to be out of town for July and I'm not sure I'll be able to get internet access. But do not fear, even if there is no internet I shall work tirelessly so even if I don't update till August you'll get TWO chapters or more.

I can't believe my first fic is almost finished…it's such a nice feeling. It feels like you know I can actually DO something.

All your support and Reviews are appreciated

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