Draco's Nightmare

"I'm sinking slowly

So hurry hold me

Your hand is all I have

To keep me hanging on"

Draco was lying in the middle of a dark and cold room. Extreme silence surrounded him and he couldn't even see an inch ahead of him. His head was throbbing and he felt tremendous pain throughout his body, which made it all the more difficult to move around. He got up on his knees and began crawling until he found a wall to support his body while trying to stand. After several attempts, he was successful but his knees still kept on trembling as they were too weak to hold up his body. He had no idea what to do now since he was very unfamiliar with the surroundings.

"Hello? Anyone here?" he asked coarsely.

Nobody answered.

Great, I'm here alone, Draco thought. He decided to ask again, but a bit louder since he didn't how large or small the room was.

"Is anybody here? I need help! Help! Anyone!" he yelled as loud as he can without hurting his throat, which was already in enough pain as it is.

Still nobody answered.

He reached for his wand but didn't find it. He felt hopeless as he didn't have his wand to help him, and he could hardly move his body without experiencing some sort of pain. Just at that moment, he heard a small noise behind him, as if someone was opening a door. He turned around but still faced darkness and instead, waited for whatever that was to come.

"Lumos" he heard a deep, cold voice say. He knew that, that was the spell for light, yet all he could see was darkness.

"Ah, good you're up. You've been out for such a long time that I thought you were already dead" the voice said again.

Draco didn't answer. He had no idea whether the person was talking to him or not since he couldn't see his face.

"Have you decided yet?"

Draco decided to speak up and find out what was going on. "Decided what?"

"On my proposal."

"What proposal? Who are you, anyway? Show me your face!"

"My dear boy, I'm standing right beside you."

How could that be? This must be a trick; all I see is black, Draco thought.

"Liar."

"I'm no liar. You've been involved in more deceptions than I have. It seems as if-" the voice paused, "as if you've gone blind."

"W-what?" Draco asked hesitantly. That would explain why he couldn't see anything, even when there was light. But how? He had no recollection of anything that caused him to be blind.

"It also seems like you've lost your memory of the past few hours along with your sight" the voice chuckled cruelly, "That is your punishment for being deceitful to us. However that is very light compared to what you could've gotten if it wasn't for all the qualities you possess that are very useful for us."

Draco panicked. What should he do? He couldn't see and he didn't know how dangerous the person was to fight his way to freedom. He was distracted from his thoughts when he heard the door open again and more mumbled voices.

"Ah, perfect timing" the voice said with pleasure.

"Who's there!"

"Draco?"

It was a small, timid voice who called his name. He didn't know who it could be, except that this certain voice must belong to a girl.

"Draco, it's me! Oh, look what they've done to you!" she cried out. She sounded very familiar to him and he knew that her name was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't figure it out yet.

"Shut up, girl!" the cold voice demanded. "Crucio."

The girl screamed so loud from the pain that he thought he'd lose his hearing too. He had to do something; he couldn't just let the girl suffer like that.

"Stop what you're doing to her!"

"I see you still want to defend her even though she has put you through so much. She has betrayed you for her own, and you still feel you need to protect her?"

"Don't listen to him, Draco! I've never betrayed you! I always and forever will be on your side" the girl pleaded.

He suddenly had a feeling on who the girl is by the way she said that sentence. It couldn't be her, could it?

"Shut your mouth, you worthless mudblood! He doesn't know who you are so there's no point on wasting your filthy breath!" the voice shouted.

"Don't EVER call her a worthless mudblood, or I'll make you regret your very words" Draco threatened, but turned soft when he continued on, "Hermione? Is that you? Where are you?"

Some voices gasped since he had recovered some part of his memory, but the girl was more than happy that he was okay.

"Yes, it's me! I'm right in front of you!" Hermione cried out. "I love you Draco, and I always will."

He exploded with happiness as soon as she said those simple words, but the feeling shattered when the cold voice decided to interrupt their moment.

"How sweet. The two lovebirds are together once more" it said sarcastically. The other voices in the room chuckled along with him. "It must feel awful to separate them again."

"What are you talking about?" Draco snapped.

"I'm talking about my proposal that you rudely ignored earlier."

"I still don't know you're saying, so will you just bloody get on with it!"

He immediately regretted those words since he heard the voice mutter the Cruciatus curse, and immense pain flooded through him. He fell to the ground, not being able to stand the pain and laid there, wanting so much for someone to help him.

"Draco!" he heard Hermione cry out.

"Now you know never to talk to me like that again! Do you understand, boy!" the voice yelled.

He groaned in response and stayed still to wait what will come next.

"Now about my proposal, I will have to explain it again since you do not remember anything. I have offered you a chance to escape this punishment. You will no longer have to suffer so greatly. You will have more power than you can ever imagine, and you will be widely known to future generations as the greatest wizard in history."

"On what condition?" Draco knew it must be something drastic that he has to do if the reward is that great.

"You kill this girl."

Draco felt his heart going still when he heard those four words. He had finally found someone he cared deeply for and could not live without, and now he was faced with the decision of taking her life away for his own.

"And if I don't?"

"Then you die."

So this was the game he has to play; either kill the girl he loves for a great reward, or sacrifice his own life. He was wondering if he could think of a plan to escape this with both of them alive, but the voice seemed to have read his mind.

"There's no way you can run away from this unscathed. I suggest you make your decision wisely now, and think of the grand rewards you will receive if you choose the right one. Do remember that I have guards around the room."

"Tell me, why her? Why can't it be someone else?"

"She is a filthy mudblood who you seem to have a tremendous liking for. Have you not learned out of all the years you lived that purebloods do not get themselves involved with people of lower statuses? She is the last obstacle that we need to defeat to win this. If you kill her, you will be provided with as much power as you desire and more" the voice paused. "Besides, it would be entertaining to watch."

Draco could not believe what he was hearing. If he kills her, he would have power over everything but at the same time, feel worthless since he loses the one girl he loves. If he doesn't, he would be killed and he won't know what would happen to Hermione. He felt even more saddened when he realized that he couldn't save them both and kill whoever the voice belonged to. He was afraid to do that since he was blind, and he might cast an Unforgivable on the wrong person. However, this would be the easiest decision he ever has to make.

"I have chosen what to do."

"Oh, have you now? Your wand is on the floor so all you have to do is say Accio Wand, and point it straight ahead at her, and you'll be done for the day."

"Can I at least say some last words?"

"Do as you like, but be fast" the voice replied impatiently.

"Hermione?"

"Yes, Draco?" she asked, trying to hide the fear in her voice.

"You know you are the only girl for me, and I'm glad we've put our differences aside to experience something so everlasting and special. I will treasure that feeling forever."

"What are you trying to say?"

"I love you," Draco paused, "I'm really sorry for what I'm about to do. I hope you can forgive me. Accio Wand."

He heard her gasped as his wand flew directly to his hand. He knew what he was going to do, and it was for the best. He pointed his wand at the desired direction, and felt a tear on his cheek as he dreaded saying the two words that will end a life. He felt the sharpness of the tip of his wand against his own chest, and softly whispered "Avada Kedavra".

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Draco woke up suddenly from his nightmare and was sweating all over. Everything that he felt and experienced in the dream felt so real, like it was actually reality and not just part of his imagination. He looked around the room, and recognized his Slytherin colours, furniture, and the clothes that were spread all over the floor. He let out a huge sigh of relief and collapsed back on his bed.

Why would I be blind? Who did the voice belong to? Why am I having this nightmare? These questions and many more were swarming around in his head. He couldn't figure them out, however, before he fell back to sleep.

It was only a few hours later that Draco had to wake up to change and go to breakfast. He still had the dream on his mind, but thought that it would be best if he didn't think about it for now. He went to the bathroom and opened the door to find Hermione inside.

"Good morning!" she said cheerfully.

"Morning, my fair lady" He replied as he leaned over to her and put his hands around her waist. He then dipped her, which caused her to giggle out loud, and kissed her passionately. After a few minutes, he gently pulled away and smiled at her.

"Wow."

He smirked. "I knew you'd like that."

"No, I didn't mean that. I meant, wow you have incredibly bad breath in the morning," Hermione said, trying to suppress a laugh. She walked out of the bathroom and closed the door, leaving a bewildered Slytherin inside.

"My breath isn't that bad, is it?" he muttered to himself as he began brushing his teeth.

A/N: Thank you guys for the reviews :). So how was this chapter? It seemed pretty good when i wrote it, but when i proofread it, i thought it was kinda rushed (especially the part where Draco remembers Hermione) but oh well. Did you get the ending of the nightmare??? I wanted to make it clear what his decision was without making too obvious...so if you're still confused, just tell me. So do you think it's okay? Any improvements? Any missing gaps that i probably overlooked? I know you might think i have a "thing" for dreams (if u read masked feelings) but oh well!!!