Chapter 11
Welcome Back To Hogwarts (Part I)
Night time, just what I needed. I stood quietly from the bed. Harry turned slightly to his left in his sleep, but did not wake. I decided to kill Malfoy tonight. I would make it look like an accident, yes…I'd make it look like it, and no one will question me on it. I cracked open the door and crept down the stairs, waiting for any sounds. To my surprise I heard someone coming down the stairs. I quickly ran down the stairs first to avoid collision. As I stood in a secluded foyer, I peered ever so slightly around the corner to see the visitor.
Malfoy
And he was heading to the kitchens. The house elves would be asleep by now! Why would he go there?
I followed him, my footsteps made no noise on the cold stone floor. We had to come back to the Manor, and I was less afraid knowing that Voldemort was gone, and the master was causing this chaos. Yes, she is evil, but she is the only thing holding my life together right now. I touched my stomach. Harry's baby, this is my Harry's baby…not Malfoy, my baby…
As I reached the kitchen, I saw Malfoy open the refrigerator and take out a pitcher full of milk. He pulled out his wand from his silk (he always would wear those robe when he encountered me) and tapped the pitcher. He was warming the milk.
"Now…Ginny wanted warm milk and chocolate syrup…hehe…" Malfoy said under his breath. I opened the kitchen doors wider and stood framed in the door way. Malfoy turned away from a cabinet to see me standing there.
"Granger, what are you doing down here?" He asked, putting away his wand and moving to stand behind the kitchen sink that was in the middle of the room.
"You should know Malfoy; do you actually think that you could rape me and throw my life away? I was foolish to not tell Harry what you were doing to me,"
"Granger, I'm sorry about it…"
"NO MALFOY, you're not sorry, you have raped me twelve times since I've been here," I said with shame, "and I was stupid to allow it. But you know now that I am pregnant, since the first attack I knew I was pregnant, and I pleaded with you, don't rape me, I'm pregnant with your child and you still did it," I began to cry, my voice shook as I moved toward him.
"I hate you, and I will always hate you, and so will our son," I said, pulling out the knife, I lunged for him, the knife over my head. He grabbed my wrist and pushed me against the kitchen table.
"Granger," he started but I stomped on his foot, briefly distracting him as I thrust the knife into his back. My arm wrapped around his body. I now wrapped both arms around his body. I could feel the blood pour down his back.
"Granger," he cried out, leaning against me. He breathed deeply and tried to steady himself by holding me. His eyes became unfocused and he seemed as if he was struggling against the pain. I pulled the knife from out of his back and he gasped.
Oh shit, this does not look like an accident!!! I thought quickly.
I pulled out my wand and performed a healing charm on his back.
"Malfoy, the pain you just felt is the pain that I go through ever time you entered me, every time you slapped me, and every time you hurt me or my friends. Remember that feeling Malfoy," I said as his back healed. When it was done, he grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me into his arms. I tried to pull away but his grip was too strong. He embraced me, and cried in my hair, repeating 'I'm sorry'.
In the corner, a hooded figure stood, the short hooded figure stepped forward.
"Hermione, how dare you refuse to comply," the master said. Malfoy moved away from me to look at the figure.
"I'm can't, I'm not a murderer!" I yelled, backing away from her.
"You will pay for this, I do not have your soul yet, but I will, I will, and as for your baby," the master flicked her wrist, "consider it gone my cherished, I will keep his soul, for my own enjoyment," the master moved toward Malfoy, "AND YOU! I hate you, I will always hate you, and you will pay for what you did…but time will show all. ALL SHALL BE EXPOSED!" The master screamed. She disappeared from the kitchen, and so did I. I was back in the comforts of Harry's and I room.
Harry sat on the edge of the bed, holding my hand.
"Harry, what's wrong?" I asked sitting up.
"No, Hermione, lay back down, you're not suppose to get up," Harry said, concerned.
"Why?"
"Madam Pomfrey said it's not good,"
"Why would she say such a thing? We haven't talked to her all this summer Harry!" I exclaimed, sitting up, ignoring his hands.
"Hermione," he said in a shaky voice, "why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?"
My heart froze.
"I didn't know we were going to have a baby, but, why didn't you tell me?" Harry asked, tears rolling down his cheeks.
"I, I didn't know if you wanted it, so, so I was going to tell you next week, when I got up the courage," the words spilled from my mouth. Harry made a sound and wrapped his arms around me.
"Hermione, you had a miscarriage,"
"What!" I said. The word was muffled by being against Harry. "How?"
"You, you fell down the stairs Hermione,"
I opened my eyes wide, and thought about the bitch- master…
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Part II and III will be coming to you soon!!!
