By Tennisplaya278
To love and be loved is like feeling the sun on both sides
-David Viscott-
There was something strange going on at Hogwarts, and Draco Malfoy could tell what it was. Romance was showing itself in the corridors and with Valentine's Day approaching, things would only get worse.
It was Saturday. That meant either a quidditch game or a Hogsmead trip. This weekend, it was the latter. Draco Malfoy however, didn't want to go. Alone that is.
He was furious with himself. Calling Hermione mudblood was not the right choice. Hermione was mad at him and had run off to find her boyfriend for comfort.
He cringed. Her boyfriend. Draco was supposed to be the one giving comfort, not the one causing for it to be needed. Dodging stares from the portraits, he stormed back to the common room. What he needed was a nice, long nap. He needed sometime away from all the love-sick students.
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"Ah. Draco Malfoy. From what I hear, you are spending an increasing amount of time with a, dare I say, mudblood?"
That voice sent shivers up his spine.
"Of course not Master. Mudbloods are useless. Mudbloods are filth. Mudbloods deserve to die"
"Good, good. Of course, we must confirm this, after all you are almost as skilled as I am in occumenlcy. Lucius?"
Suddenly, the big oak door swung open and in walked Lucius Malfoy. Draco watched in horror when he saw what his father had brought in.
It was a beaten Hermione Granger.
"Now Draco. You are to kill this pathetic girl. She is not the one Hermione Granger?"
Draco was helpless. He wouldn't kill Hermione, no matter what. Not even if his own life was on the line…
With bravery he thought he didn't have, he answered Voldermort. "Hell no. You want her dead? You kill me too."
And Voldermort laughed a cold hearted laugh, his piercing eyes never leaving Draco's face.
"You want it that way? Maybe we'll have some fun with you. Watch her suffer before finishing you off yourself. Lucius, if you may?"
And Lucius came over, an evil glint now present in his eyes, and muttered a spell which sent Draco flying toward a chair. With another spell, he was bound tightly to the chair, unable to move. He struggled to release himself from this position, but found that the ropes were tied too tightly.
Hermione was now in the middle of the room. She was still unconscious and for that, Draco was thankful. At least now when they killed her, it would be painless.
Just as soon as he thought it, the opposite happened. Hermione's eyes fluttered open and he could see distress in them. She looked over to Draco and mouthed 'Save me' before Voldermort uttered those fateful words.
"Avada Kedavra"
Hermione Granger was dead.
Draco tried to scream but the only noise he could make were sobs for the only one he loved.
Then, those blood, red eyes rested upon Draco.
"Boy, you have disowned your family name. You deserve to
die. Avada Kedavra!"
And with that, Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Prince, was dead.
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Dong, dong…
10 times the bell rang. Draco has just woken up. That dream that had felt so real. For a brief moment, he was sure that Hermione was gone. Then he realized what an idiot he was when he heard the door next to him open and close. Of course it was Hermione. Grumbling, he made his way out of the portrait hole and toward the kitchen. He needed a snack. And get his mind off the brunette-haired Gryffindor…
As he walked, he was disgusted by the amount of couples wandering alone. Once or twice he thought he saw a flash of red but he was sure it was his imagination. After all, it was getting late and little miss perfect couldn't be caught out after hours.
He smirked as he remembered the time he had seen Hagrid's dragon. Oh sure he got detention, but getting the "Golden Trio" in some trouble was well worth it.
When he got to the portrait, he tickled the pear and it swung open. He walked in to find several house elves.
Again he thought of Hermione and her S.P.E.W. (Society for Protection of Elvish Welfare). He remembered how she had pestered everyone in the library to join, and how Draco so wanted to join and see her happy. Sighing, he realized that whatever he felt for Hermione now, he sure didn't feel about her the same way two years ago.
His train of thought was interrupted by a squeaking and slightly shaking house elf.
"Mister? Wh-what can Flonsy do for you?"
"Get me some pumpkin juice and some cake!" He ordered. As a Malfoy, he was used to ordering house elves around. It never ceased to amaze him how obedient they were. Or how anyone could possibly want to free them.
"Yes s-sir."
The elf scurried away as Draco waited impatiently. He glanced at his watch. 10:55pm. He mentally kicked himself. He had 5 minutes to get back to the common room. Even the head boy couldn't have been caught after hours.
In the end, hunger got the best of him and he waited for his food. When it did come, he shoved the food into his mouth. He was finished and left without another glance at the house elves.
Dying to get back to the common room, he crept quietly and quickly down the corridors. He passed portraits and knights in shining armor. Without caring anymore, he made a mad dash toward the stairs. It was late and Filch was bound to be about.
He turned the corner and his face grew grim as he saw the lamp like eyes of Mrs. Norris. Purring, it ran away to find Filch. Not wanting to get in trouble, Draco turned to a different set of stairs and sprinted up. He turned again and finally made his way back to his corridor. Draco sighed and slowly walked toward the portrait. However, he wouldn't reach it, for in the one moment, he was pulled back into the shadows.
"I think we should have a little chat Mr. Malfoy."
-Disclaimer: Roses are red, violets are blue, I don't own Harry Potter and neither do you. Bananas are yellow, tomatoes are red, Stop reading this, and read my story instead!-
Author's Notes
That was a tough chapter to write. I couldn't think of anything for this and I'm finding that I'm having trouble with this story. If anyone has any suggestions at all, please review and tell me about them!
Thanks to:
Jomai: Thanks for the review!
CassandraTheEvil: Thanks for the tip! Haha. If you really want to borrow my brain, you may, but I get to borrow yours! Thanks for reviewing!
I'm pumped and ready for the next chapter. When you ask? Why the more reviews I get, the faster I update! By the way, have you noticed the new format? I like it MUCH better.