Chapter 5: Story time
Hermione had hidden in the bedroom all day. She just couldn't handle this right now. She was confused and alone which really wasn't helping the situation. "Ron and Harry can't be gone," she repeated over and over. She had her arms around her knees, rocking herself.
Her stomach growled loudly as she realized that she hadn't eaten yet that day. 'I don't want to go out there, but I'm starving." She looked at the clock. "Almost 2 am... I bet he is sleeping..." she slowly strode over to the door and peeked out. Her "husband" was nowhere to be seen, so she made her way out towards the kitchen, which she hoped was just past the living room.
To her disappointment that was a study. She tried many other rooms but the closest she came to a kitchen was a dining room. "This is hopeless. I don't even know where to begin looking. I have searched the whole downstairs!"
There was a pop and a little house elf appeared in front of Hermione causing her to jump. "Late night, Mrs. Malfoy?" The house elf was dressed in a bright pink dress.
"Yes, very." She shrugged. "Nice dress."
The elf blushed a little. "Thanks you. You made it for me."
"I did?" Now she was thoroughly confused...
The little house elf re-introduced herself as Rose, and explained that Hermione had insisted that the elves be given clothes so they didn't have to remain there unless of their own free wills. It had become a wide spread trend across England.
They talked for a while before Hermione's stomach growled again. After asking where the kitchen was, Rose led Hermione to the secret door and got Hermione some food. Rose was a talented cook and Hermione was soon eating until her heart was content.
"Feeling ready to talk yet?" a sleepy voice came from behind her.
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He had been in a light slumber when he had heard Hermione come out of their room. He knew that if she thought he was awake she would freak out and go back into hiding so he had lain there still and feigning sleep.
But when she had gone into the kitchen he couldn't help but follow her. He loved her so much, and this constant being away from her was killing him, though it had only been a single day, that was far too long for him. He needed to hold her.
The way her hair caressed her shoulders brought up jealousy within him, as he couldn't even come close. It seemed he was forbidden to touch her, even look at her if his intentions appeared off...
The way she stood talking to the house elf was amazing. She knew that the elf had rights of its own, that it should be a friend, not a slave to the people it worked for. He had always seen this, but had never put it into action. She was everything to him. Everything he wanted and loved. Her posture was perfect, and the way she tossed her hair was more so.
She sat down her back still to him and began to politely eat hat had been given to her. "Feeling ready to talk yet?" he had asked.
"Might as well. I don't know what's going on here." She shrugged but had scooted further away from him.
"The last thing you remember is the duel right?" she nodded and he went on. "Then I will begin there.
"That duel had been set up because I knew you were better than I was. That I was a nobody in the presence of you. My male pride had to step in, I had to prove that I was better than you. So I had Snape pair us up so I could show myself that you weren't so great.
"I had had feelings for you long before that, but I had tried to cover them up with the torment I had put you through. I knew you could never love someone with my background and history. You were too smart for that. And I really didn't get along with Potter and Weasley to begin with. It was a family issue that I inherited from my father.
"But during this duel I knew that if I could prove to myself that I was as good if not better dueler then I could get over my feelings for you. I thought that I was only attracted to you because of your knowledge and dueling skills. I was wrong; I love you for your persistent personality and good sense of character.
"When you hit the wall and was knocked unconscious I was pleased that I had beaten you, there is no denying that, but then pangs of guilt came over me and it was I who actually took you down to the hospital wing. Harry had thrown a fit but I had just threatened to do worse to him so he backed off a bit, but had still followed me down there to make sure that I didn't try to kill you.
"I skipped classes and just sat by your side waiting for you to wake up so that I could apologize. When your eyes fluttered open I knew that I loved you. That I always had. And more importantly that I always would.
"After that I stopped teasing you, in fact I stopped looking at you because I knew I could never have you. I knew you would probably go for either Harry or Ron. Of course they were the first to notice. After a week they began asking if I was sick. I didn't even have the will to come up with a good comeback or insult.
"Being my potions partner even became tolerable for you. We would talk about whatever came up. You noticed that I existed, and more importantly that I wasn't the bastard I had been making myself out to be."
He paused a moment to take in the beauty of his wife. She was everything he had ever wanted in life. She was what had kept him going over the past few years.
"I didn't have the nerve to tell you how I felt until the end of 7th year. It was like a week before graduation when we were rehearsing the ceremony and I just decided that if I didn't tell you then I would never get the chance. If you turned me down I would never have to see you again.
"But to my surprise you told me that you liked me too. It had made all the years worthwhile. But Harry and Ron were not happy campers to begin with so that had made it a little less fun with their threats to kill me in my sleep if I so much as made you she d a single tear, but they came around.
"About 6 months after graduation, I asked you to move in with me. You were unsure and didn't know if you were ready so we got an apartment with two bedrooms. We began our training then, you to become and auror, and I to become a worker in the department of mysteries.
"I realized that I truly loved you and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. I asked you to marry me. You were so happy. I loved seeing you like that. We got married about a year ago and we haven't had any problem at all until now."
Hermione had just sat listening to this. 'How long did it take him to whip that up? Or did it all just pop into his head while he was talking.'
"What about Harry and Ron? What happened to them?" she knew she didn't want to hear the answer to this. She already knew what he was going to tell her, but she just didn't want it to be true. She had read the letters after all.
"They too had gone on to become aurors. They were bloody good at it too. Best rookies the team had seem in years. Somehow they had come across a plan that Voldemort had come up with and began planning their own surprise attack.
"All was going well. But they knew that only one spell was going to be strong enough to defeat Voldemort for the final time. It required to heart broken males that were willing to give themselves up for the cause. You had broken both of their hearts when you had taken me as your husband. They had loved you so much more than you had ever known. Harry had also loved Ginny but you were always his true love.
"So they had gone to ambush Voldemort, and everything was set up. They sent me that owl and told me to keep you safe. I did all that I could, but you had known what was going on and had left before I could stop you. I was too slow to know where exactly you had gone, and just as I found you there was a bright violet flash and I saw you watching in horror as the light surrounded them and when it faded everyone was gone.
"You cried so hard that night and all I could do was hold you and cry with you. They had become my best friends over the past two years. They gave themselves up for the good of the wizarding world Hermione. They had loved you so much that they would have done anything to keep you safe. The funeral was a few days ago, and you locked yourself in a room and wouldn't come out since this morning when I found you in my bed again."
Hermione dissolved into tears again. As he spoke of this the scenes had flashed before her eyes as if like fleeting glimpses of a memory.
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A/N: Hey all I don't see what the big deal is waking up next to a very hot very naked Draco Malfoy. He's yummy!!! ;-)
Ok well just to let you know this chapter made me cry while I was writing it, and let me tell you I was writing it in class so that was so not fun. This is such a "feeling" story that I'm not sure if I am going to be able to finish this without crying again....
Anyway, keep reading, I will definitely have to finish this one though I can't promise it will be very long. It depends on where I want to take this. I am always excepting plot bunnies for either this story or another one that I will/could write.
Cruel-Intentions: Yeah sorry about that I wrote it out and posted the first two chapters then had to change it cuz it didn't make sense. Thank you sooooo much for pointing that out to me. I would have just left it otherwise.... Ok so to clear up my mistake... the duel was 4 years before she wakes up, in her 6th year. Its now two years after graduation. Thanx for reviewing!!!
Jade starr: OMG!!!!! I cannot believe you just said that!!!!!!!!! You bad bad girl!!! Hermione is an innocent little angel how could you even!!!!.... *Maniacal laughter* I know she is a bit touchy though... just might help... but that's not the point of THIS story.
North2South: I'm glad you're enjoying the story so far, that is my goal.
Meesah: Thanks always for reading. I love your reviews and I can't wait to hear what you have to say about this chapter.
And to everyone else who is reading this story you guys are awesome and I cant wait to hear what you have to say about it.
Keep reviewing and I'll keep writing ;-)
~~Angel Magick~~
Hermione had hidden in the bedroom all day. She just couldn't handle this right now. She was confused and alone which really wasn't helping the situation. "Ron and Harry can't be gone," she repeated over and over. She had her arms around her knees, rocking herself.
Her stomach growled loudly as she realized that she hadn't eaten yet that day. 'I don't want to go out there, but I'm starving." She looked at the clock. "Almost 2 am... I bet he is sleeping..." she slowly strode over to the door and peeked out. Her "husband" was nowhere to be seen, so she made her way out towards the kitchen, which she hoped was just past the living room.
To her disappointment that was a study. She tried many other rooms but the closest she came to a kitchen was a dining room. "This is hopeless. I don't even know where to begin looking. I have searched the whole downstairs!"
There was a pop and a little house elf appeared in front of Hermione causing her to jump. "Late night, Mrs. Malfoy?" The house elf was dressed in a bright pink dress.
"Yes, very." She shrugged. "Nice dress."
The elf blushed a little. "Thanks you. You made it for me."
"I did?" Now she was thoroughly confused...
The little house elf re-introduced herself as Rose, and explained that Hermione had insisted that the elves be given clothes so they didn't have to remain there unless of their own free wills. It had become a wide spread trend across England.
They talked for a while before Hermione's stomach growled again. After asking where the kitchen was, Rose led Hermione to the secret door and got Hermione some food. Rose was a talented cook and Hermione was soon eating until her heart was content.
"Feeling ready to talk yet?" a sleepy voice came from behind her.
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He had been in a light slumber when he had heard Hermione come out of their room. He knew that if she thought he was awake she would freak out and go back into hiding so he had lain there still and feigning sleep.
But when she had gone into the kitchen he couldn't help but follow her. He loved her so much, and this constant being away from her was killing him, though it had only been a single day, that was far too long for him. He needed to hold her.
The way her hair caressed her shoulders brought up jealousy within him, as he couldn't even come close. It seemed he was forbidden to touch her, even look at her if his intentions appeared off...
The way she stood talking to the house elf was amazing. She knew that the elf had rights of its own, that it should be a friend, not a slave to the people it worked for. He had always seen this, but had never put it into action. She was everything to him. Everything he wanted and loved. Her posture was perfect, and the way she tossed her hair was more so.
She sat down her back still to him and began to politely eat hat had been given to her. "Feeling ready to talk yet?" he had asked.
"Might as well. I don't know what's going on here." She shrugged but had scooted further away from him.
"The last thing you remember is the duel right?" she nodded and he went on. "Then I will begin there.
"That duel had been set up because I knew you were better than I was. That I was a nobody in the presence of you. My male pride had to step in, I had to prove that I was better than you. So I had Snape pair us up so I could show myself that you weren't so great.
"I had had feelings for you long before that, but I had tried to cover them up with the torment I had put you through. I knew you could never love someone with my background and history. You were too smart for that. And I really didn't get along with Potter and Weasley to begin with. It was a family issue that I inherited from my father.
"But during this duel I knew that if I could prove to myself that I was as good if not better dueler then I could get over my feelings for you. I thought that I was only attracted to you because of your knowledge and dueling skills. I was wrong; I love you for your persistent personality and good sense of character.
"When you hit the wall and was knocked unconscious I was pleased that I had beaten you, there is no denying that, but then pangs of guilt came over me and it was I who actually took you down to the hospital wing. Harry had thrown a fit but I had just threatened to do worse to him so he backed off a bit, but had still followed me down there to make sure that I didn't try to kill you.
"I skipped classes and just sat by your side waiting for you to wake up so that I could apologize. When your eyes fluttered open I knew that I loved you. That I always had. And more importantly that I always would.
"After that I stopped teasing you, in fact I stopped looking at you because I knew I could never have you. I knew you would probably go for either Harry or Ron. Of course they were the first to notice. After a week they began asking if I was sick. I didn't even have the will to come up with a good comeback or insult.
"Being my potions partner even became tolerable for you. We would talk about whatever came up. You noticed that I existed, and more importantly that I wasn't the bastard I had been making myself out to be."
He paused a moment to take in the beauty of his wife. She was everything he had ever wanted in life. She was what had kept him going over the past few years.
"I didn't have the nerve to tell you how I felt until the end of 7th year. It was like a week before graduation when we were rehearsing the ceremony and I just decided that if I didn't tell you then I would never get the chance. If you turned me down I would never have to see you again.
"But to my surprise you told me that you liked me too. It had made all the years worthwhile. But Harry and Ron were not happy campers to begin with so that had made it a little less fun with their threats to kill me in my sleep if I so much as made you she d a single tear, but they came around.
"About 6 months after graduation, I asked you to move in with me. You were unsure and didn't know if you were ready so we got an apartment with two bedrooms. We began our training then, you to become and auror, and I to become a worker in the department of mysteries.
"I realized that I truly loved you and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. I asked you to marry me. You were so happy. I loved seeing you like that. We got married about a year ago and we haven't had any problem at all until now."
Hermione had just sat listening to this. 'How long did it take him to whip that up? Or did it all just pop into his head while he was talking.'
"What about Harry and Ron? What happened to them?" she knew she didn't want to hear the answer to this. She already knew what he was going to tell her, but she just didn't want it to be true. She had read the letters after all.
"They too had gone on to become aurors. They were bloody good at it too. Best rookies the team had seem in years. Somehow they had come across a plan that Voldemort had come up with and began planning their own surprise attack.
"All was going well. But they knew that only one spell was going to be strong enough to defeat Voldemort for the final time. It required to heart broken males that were willing to give themselves up for the cause. You had broken both of their hearts when you had taken me as your husband. They had loved you so much more than you had ever known. Harry had also loved Ginny but you were always his true love.
"So they had gone to ambush Voldemort, and everything was set up. They sent me that owl and told me to keep you safe. I did all that I could, but you had known what was going on and had left before I could stop you. I was too slow to know where exactly you had gone, and just as I found you there was a bright violet flash and I saw you watching in horror as the light surrounded them and when it faded everyone was gone.
"You cried so hard that night and all I could do was hold you and cry with you. They had become my best friends over the past two years. They gave themselves up for the good of the wizarding world Hermione. They had loved you so much that they would have done anything to keep you safe. The funeral was a few days ago, and you locked yourself in a room and wouldn't come out since this morning when I found you in my bed again."
Hermione dissolved into tears again. As he spoke of this the scenes had flashed before her eyes as if like fleeting glimpses of a memory.
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A/N: Hey all I don't see what the big deal is waking up next to a very hot very naked Draco Malfoy. He's yummy!!! ;-)
Ok well just to let you know this chapter made me cry while I was writing it, and let me tell you I was writing it in class so that was so not fun. This is such a "feeling" story that I'm not sure if I am going to be able to finish this without crying again....
Anyway, keep reading, I will definitely have to finish this one though I can't promise it will be very long. It depends on where I want to take this. I am always excepting plot bunnies for either this story or another one that I will/could write.
Cruel-Intentions: Yeah sorry about that I wrote it out and posted the first two chapters then had to change it cuz it didn't make sense. Thank you sooooo much for pointing that out to me. I would have just left it otherwise.... Ok so to clear up my mistake... the duel was 4 years before she wakes up, in her 6th year. Its now two years after graduation. Thanx for reviewing!!!
Jade starr: OMG!!!!! I cannot believe you just said that!!!!!!!!! You bad bad girl!!! Hermione is an innocent little angel how could you even!!!!.... *Maniacal laughter* I know she is a bit touchy though... just might help... but that's not the point of THIS story.
North2South: I'm glad you're enjoying the story so far, that is my goal.
Meesah: Thanks always for reading. I love your reviews and I can't wait to hear what you have to say about this chapter.
And to everyone else who is reading this story you guys are awesome and I cant wait to hear what you have to say about it.
Keep reviewing and I'll keep writing ;-)
~~Angel Magick~~