Deliverance: Chapter 3
Hermione looked down at her schedule for today's classes. "DAMMIT! Why today? Why today do we have every single class with the Slytherines? Like I really need Malfoy's tormenting now." The first class of the day was potions, which made things even worse.
"Today class..." Snape snapped "We are going to be making a potion called the 'Memory stealer' or 'Pictures of the past' potion. You will be working in partners that I will choose for you. The potion will allow your partners to have a five minute access to every memory and thought that lies within your mind. So lets just hope there isn't anything too personal in your past." Snape grinned evilly and then began to pair off the students eventually he got to Hermione's name "Ms. Granger will be working with Mr.Malfoy..." was that really possible? Was Hermione's luck really so bad that Snape would pair her with the only person she hated more than Harry (well not quite more than Harry, but he was a close second.)? Yes her luck really was. Before she could allow her thoughts to dwell anymore on the subject Malfoy plopped down in the chair beside her.
"Guess it's just you me mudblood." Malfoy sneered but other than this comment he said nothing else. Not wishing to work in direct contact with one another they made their own separate potions. When both were finished they each took a lock of hair from the other, placed it in the potion and quickly gulped the potion down. Hermione's head was now swimming with foreign memories. She could see a young boy with blond hair cowering in a corner a bloody and beaten form of what appeared to be a woman lying in front of him, standing over the woman was a tall evil looking man with platinum blond hair (obviously Luciuos Malfoy). The memory changed, the boy was now older, he was riding a broomstick for what appeared to be the first time he fell, the man was there again yelling and hurling insults at the boy, the boy returned to his broom and mounted it once more, he kicked off from the ground, Hermione could see tears streaming down his face. The memory changed once again, the boy was older still, he seemed to be in his Slytherine dorm room, he was alone and writing in what appeared to be a journal, the journal became more clear and Hermione was now able to read what was written there.
"Dear journal, Hermione granger hit me today, you would probably think I'm angry but that is not the case, strangely enough I feel that I deserved it completely. I don't know why I'm so mean to her I really do respect her, she is an absolutely wonderful person, who knows I think I might actually be developing a crush on the girl. I really do wish I could tell her this, but I cant because of my reputation that I am forced to uphold. If it weren't for my father and my fear of him I would tell her how I feel but I think its best not to say anymore to you just incase this is ever discovered. Goodnight."
The memories and thoughts began to fade until Hermione was finally left once again with her own thoughts. Her mind was racing now. Malfoy actually liked her? And he disliked being mean to her? What kind of alternate reality was this? Then another thought struck her! What had Malfoy seen of her memories? Did he know about Harry? Did he know about her pregnancy? Her abortion? What exactly had Draco seen in that five-minute time span? And had she just referred to him as Draco during this crazy mass overload of thoughts? She was pulled away from her thinking when Malfoy spoke.
"Granger..." He started "Did Harry really do that to you?" He already knew the answer but what he had just seen was just so overwhelming that he had to hear it from her.
"Yes..." she replied, she looked away from Malfoy feeling almost ashamed of what he had seen "What else did you see?"
"Everything..." he replied quietly, "and...What did you see?" He sounded nervous almost as if he didn't really want to know the answer.
"I... I saw you when you were younger... you were in a corner... you had watched your mother being beaten by your father... I saw you on your first attempt at flying on a broom...and..." Hermione blushed "I saw you writing in your journal that you... erm... had a crush on me..." It was now Draco's turn to blush, and the purplish color that rose to his cheeks clashed painfully with his blonde hair. "You aren't going to tell anyone about that are you?" He shifted uncomfortably in his seat If this got out it could ruin him.
"I won't tell anyone I promise... and you won't tell..." she was cut off by Draco
"Of course I wont tell anyone." They both took one last embarrassed glance at the other before lapsing into silence for the rest of their potions class.
Hermione looked down at her schedule for today's classes. "DAMMIT! Why today? Why today do we have every single class with the Slytherines? Like I really need Malfoy's tormenting now." The first class of the day was potions, which made things even worse.
"Today class..." Snape snapped "We are going to be making a potion called the 'Memory stealer' or 'Pictures of the past' potion. You will be working in partners that I will choose for you. The potion will allow your partners to have a five minute access to every memory and thought that lies within your mind. So lets just hope there isn't anything too personal in your past." Snape grinned evilly and then began to pair off the students eventually he got to Hermione's name "Ms. Granger will be working with Mr.Malfoy..." was that really possible? Was Hermione's luck really so bad that Snape would pair her with the only person she hated more than Harry (well not quite more than Harry, but he was a close second.)? Yes her luck really was. Before she could allow her thoughts to dwell anymore on the subject Malfoy plopped down in the chair beside her.
"Guess it's just you me mudblood." Malfoy sneered but other than this comment he said nothing else. Not wishing to work in direct contact with one another they made their own separate potions. When both were finished they each took a lock of hair from the other, placed it in the potion and quickly gulped the potion down. Hermione's head was now swimming with foreign memories. She could see a young boy with blond hair cowering in a corner a bloody and beaten form of what appeared to be a woman lying in front of him, standing over the woman was a tall evil looking man with platinum blond hair (obviously Luciuos Malfoy). The memory changed, the boy was now older, he was riding a broomstick for what appeared to be the first time he fell, the man was there again yelling and hurling insults at the boy, the boy returned to his broom and mounted it once more, he kicked off from the ground, Hermione could see tears streaming down his face. The memory changed once again, the boy was older still, he seemed to be in his Slytherine dorm room, he was alone and writing in what appeared to be a journal, the journal became more clear and Hermione was now able to read what was written there.
"Dear journal, Hermione granger hit me today, you would probably think I'm angry but that is not the case, strangely enough I feel that I deserved it completely. I don't know why I'm so mean to her I really do respect her, she is an absolutely wonderful person, who knows I think I might actually be developing a crush on the girl. I really do wish I could tell her this, but I cant because of my reputation that I am forced to uphold. If it weren't for my father and my fear of him I would tell her how I feel but I think its best not to say anymore to you just incase this is ever discovered. Goodnight."
The memories and thoughts began to fade until Hermione was finally left once again with her own thoughts. Her mind was racing now. Malfoy actually liked her? And he disliked being mean to her? What kind of alternate reality was this? Then another thought struck her! What had Malfoy seen of her memories? Did he know about Harry? Did he know about her pregnancy? Her abortion? What exactly had Draco seen in that five-minute time span? And had she just referred to him as Draco during this crazy mass overload of thoughts? She was pulled away from her thinking when Malfoy spoke.
"Granger..." He started "Did Harry really do that to you?" He already knew the answer but what he had just seen was just so overwhelming that he had to hear it from her.
"Yes..." she replied, she looked away from Malfoy feeling almost ashamed of what he had seen "What else did you see?"
"Everything..." he replied quietly, "and...What did you see?" He sounded nervous almost as if he didn't really want to know the answer.
"I... I saw you when you were younger... you were in a corner... you had watched your mother being beaten by your father... I saw you on your first attempt at flying on a broom...and..." Hermione blushed "I saw you writing in your journal that you... erm... had a crush on me..." It was now Draco's turn to blush, and the purplish color that rose to his cheeks clashed painfully with his blonde hair. "You aren't going to tell anyone about that are you?" He shifted uncomfortably in his seat If this got out it could ruin him.
"I won't tell anyone I promise... and you won't tell..." she was cut off by Draco
"Of course I wont tell anyone." They both took one last embarrassed glance at the other before lapsing into silence for the rest of their potions class.