Gems in the eyes of the world
Disclaimer: Right now, I own nothing apart from a very screwed up piece of junk that is supposed to be a volcano. If you wish to sue me, please, first, pay for my lawyer, then give me the money to pay you back with. I hope that is settled now, farewell, read on if you wish to . . .
Thanks a lot to the following reviewers:
*Natyslacks ~ Hmm, I'm not really sure whether I should say if there is a stone in Draco, you know, it might just ruin things a bit . . . I think I'll wait, and you'll have to read on and see! Lol, sorry if you're disappointed, anyway, thanks a lot for reviewing this and CLE. You're one of the few that read both!
*Some12 ~ Lol, hey thanks for reviewing and yeah, I read the review for Crazy Lunatic . . . too long to write, you know the rest, although by the time I reached THIS particular review, I forgot what that one was about . . . lol, nevermind! Thanks again, really hope you enjoy this chappie and also review it!
*Ding ~ How do you know you're right if you don't tell me what you know? HA! Lol, sorry, I love that word, so . . . ha-ish. I know, that made no sense at all, NEVERMIND! Lol, thanks for reviewing anyways.
*Happigolucki616 ~ Lol, 'inner Snape'! God that cracks me up!! LOL. You're so funny!! I think the stars are cute too, which is why I have them in the first place – circles annoy me. Thanks for the review!
*Pixie-dust2525 ~ Thanks for reviewing, and I will definitely check out your fic, if I haven't already (I hope I have), and also, you got ONE of your guesses KIND OF correct, only kind of though. Anyways, thanks again! And I hope you enjoy this chappie!
*Cho Chang-Emotional Dark Hole ~ Mmm, what kind of book are you publishing? Cus you never know, if it's in my local bookstore I would buy it! Hehe . . . anyway, thanks so much for reviewing this chapter as well as the last and the last!
*Spaced Out Space Cadet ~ Yeah, good on Snape! I had to get him in somewhere, for all those people who adore him as well as Draco! Lol, I know A LOT of those peeps . . .
*NitenGale ~ Thanks for the review! And the assurance that it wasn't confusing. I'm not really sure whether I should tell you what the rest of the gems are. All I can say is that there are five of them, two of which have already been 'discovered'. I don't want to reveal anything really, I have a feeling this fic is going to be one of my shortest anyway. (Oh and it doesn't really matter that you took a break, EVERYONE needs a break)
Chapter eight
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Draco stared at her as she drooled onto the parchment that she had been scribbling on only a few seconds ago. It was around midnight now, and yet he could not sleep, knowing that she was still in the same room as her.
Why? He did not know. He continued to stare, without knowing what he was doing at all. The air all around him felt colder than usual, and he could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. Slowly, he lifted his feet from the bed, and stood, wavering slightly as he still felt weak from whatever Snape had given him.
Careful not to make much noise as to wake her, he tiptoed slowly towards her to see what she had been doing before she had fallen asleep. The parchment that she was laying on, read:
'Sleeping draughts are made to make the taker fall asleep for (at the most) one hundred years, much like the muggle fairy tale, Sleeping Beauty. Middle- aged witches and wizards, who have been afraid of getting old, have used it, as the potion enables you to sleep for such a long time, yet still keep the taker youthful.
A lighter sleeping draught is sometimes used to help the taker get a good night's sleep. Those who suffer from nightmare conditions, or from lack of sleep, may use this to their advantage, although if the taker has an important meeting the next morning, it is suggested they do not take a sleeping draught, as it may result in the taker over sleeping.
Healing potions and sleeping potions can be mixed to form a potion that can heal many wounds and inner problems. Mental patients in St. Mungos take these potions every fortnight to keep them sane enough to do daily things, e.g. eating, drinking, going to the bathroom etc. Sufferers of dark curses may take this potion to ease pain, but alas, there are disadvantages - '
Hermione groaned and twitched slightly, making Draco jump back in surprise. She had lain over the part that he had been reading just now. What were the disadvantages? Or were they side effects? Draco didn't know, and he wasn't quite sure whether he wanted to know or not.
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"Haha! This is the happiest I have been for a long while now, my dear followers," He stated, a glint of evil happiness in his eyes, and his voice cold and snake-like.
"Yes, our Lord."
The deatheaters bowed to him, their long cloaks hiding their faces, making them unknown, even to one another. They dared not look up, in case their Dark Lord thought it as a rude gesture . . . displeasing the Dark lord was not something that somebody should do.
"Wormtail!"
Wormtail, otherwise known as Peter Pettigrew bowed down to his master, his silver hand hanging out of the sleeve of his robe.
"Any news of Mr Potter? Surely he is dead?"
"N-n-no my lord, it seems that he is unstable, but has not given up his life yet. But . . ."
"But? There is a but?"
"Yes, my Lord. Dumbledore has found something to help the Potter boy. He has sent that mudblood Hermione Granger to look for the gems of the world, trying to seek them out to help Potter."
"Have you any idea how far she has gotten?"
"No my Lord, all I know is what I have already said, and also, that to claim the stones, you shall need another gem, which is known as the gemstone of elements."
Voldemort nodded, his snake-like eyes darting over the crowd of deatheaters in front of him. Suddenly, he had an idea. "Good, Wormtail, I shall reward you accordingly. Now, dear deatheaters, you shall all find out as much as you can about this. Whoever does not, shall be deeply punished."
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It was now the afternoon, and the rain was splattering against the window in the living room. Hermione was sitting on the sofa, reading yet another book that had no title. Draco, meanwhile was desperately trying to find that piece of parchment that Hermione had slept on. However, it seemed as though Hermione had hidden it rather well, as he could not find it anywhere.
Draco headed towards the living room and sat down on an armchair. All around him was silence. He looked at Hermione, waiting for her to look up at him, but he soon ran out of patience.
"Ahem," He coughed, hoping that she would look up now. But, alas, she did not.
"AHEM," he coughed even louder this time. He stared at her as her eyes continued to move across the page. 'Why do I even want her to look at me?' He asked himself. That thought had come suddenly, and definitely without warning. He frowned. 'Why am I even looking at her?' He remembered that morning when he had awoken, and then found it hard to fall sleep again just because she had been sleeping in that exact same room.
"Draco, you could just ask if you wanted my attention," Hermione smiled at him as she put the book down on the coffee table. She blinked and waited for him to speak.
"I . . . wanted to know whether there were side effects to that potion that Snape gave me."
Hermione's smile vanished, moments later replaced with a very forced smile that made Draco feel rather uneasy.
"Not, side effects exactly, no . . . just, disadvantages."
"What disadvantages exactly?"
Hermione gulped and closed her eyes. All this searching and worrying was tiring her out so quickly, she felt like she needed a holiday, but at the same time she felt like she couldn't run away from her responsibilities. Since leaving Hogwarts, she had not had one good night's sleep.
"There aren't many, it's really nothing you need to worry about."
"Well if it's nothing to worry about, then why aren't you telling me?"
She looked turned away from him and looked at her hands. No, she couldn't tell him . . . but then again, he had a right to know, it was his body after all. She felt someone's hand on her shoulder as she turned back to face Draco. He was now much closer, and his cold eyes were piercing into her, as if forcing the answer out of her.
"The potion is . . . complicated."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I . . . it's suitable only for some blood types, let's just say, and also can be used for muggles and magic-folk. If the blood type is suitable for this kind of potion, then, yes, it'll work and it'll be fine. But, if the blood type is different, well, it's possible that the taker of the potion will feel even worse than they did before, maybe even so bad, that they're on the brink of death."
"I already was on the brink of death. It can't be possible that I can get any worse . . . unless . . ."
Draco paled.
"I die," He finished off. He had never had this feeling before, this feeling of dread, knowing that he was going to die, or, knowing that he had a chance of dying. Of course, he had been close to death before, but those were sudden, and they were only threats from the Dark Lord himself, or his fellow deatheaters. Dying so slowly and painfully wasn't something that Draco had in mind.
Hermione watched Draco think. He was too preoccupied by his thoughts to notice that he wasn't blocking her from seeing what was going through his mind.
Two of her friends had died, and most likely more were going to, and she couldn't do anything about it. Harry was the only one of her friends that she had a chance of saving.
But what about Draco? She didn't know what she thought about Draco. In her mind, she saw him, dead, lying on the floor with his eyes wide open, his chest un-moving, and his limbs lifeless. She couldn't bare the thought, although she didn't know why. Tears were flowing to her eyes before she even knew what she was thinking.
Draco glanced at Hermione and saw that she was silently crying. He slowly pulled her into a comforting hug before even realising what was happening, or what he was actually doing.
"I've already lost two of my friends . . . I don't want to lose another one too . . ." Hermione whispered into his chest. Draco looked down at the brown bushy-haired girl in his arms. She looked up at him and smiled weakly. He blinked. Her eyes were red from crying, yet her face still lit up as if she had seen the most wonderful thing.
Slowly, he bent down towards her and pulled her into a kiss, a soft, sweet and simple kiss.
They soon parted, both not knowing what had just happened.
"I think I'm going to have a nap," they both gabbled, before realising that they were both heading towards the bedroom.
"Erm, you can go, I'll nap on the sofa," Hermione said as quickly as she could, not even daring to look Draco in the face. He swiftly moved towards the room without even a glance at Hermione, his heart beating faster and faster by the second.
Hermione heard him slam the door. She sat down on the sofa in shock. She had just kissed Draco Malfoy. Yes, it wasn't a long kiss, or a kiss with passion, it was a sweet kiss, that made her heart melt in his hands. She curled up on the sofa and shut her eyes tight. Maybe her heart would stop beating so quickly after she had had a nice, long nap . . .
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I'm so glad I finished; I thought I'd never finish this one! Anyways, please help me write by reviewing this, which would be so nice! THANKS AGAIN!
~ILUVRONWEASLEY xxx
Disclaimer: Right now, I own nothing apart from a very screwed up piece of junk that is supposed to be a volcano. If you wish to sue me, please, first, pay for my lawyer, then give me the money to pay you back with. I hope that is settled now, farewell, read on if you wish to . . .
Thanks a lot to the following reviewers:
*Natyslacks ~ Hmm, I'm not really sure whether I should say if there is a stone in Draco, you know, it might just ruin things a bit . . . I think I'll wait, and you'll have to read on and see! Lol, sorry if you're disappointed, anyway, thanks a lot for reviewing this and CLE. You're one of the few that read both!
*Some12 ~ Lol, hey thanks for reviewing and yeah, I read the review for Crazy Lunatic . . . too long to write, you know the rest, although by the time I reached THIS particular review, I forgot what that one was about . . . lol, nevermind! Thanks again, really hope you enjoy this chappie and also review it!
*Ding ~ How do you know you're right if you don't tell me what you know? HA! Lol, sorry, I love that word, so . . . ha-ish. I know, that made no sense at all, NEVERMIND! Lol, thanks for reviewing anyways.
*Happigolucki616 ~ Lol, 'inner Snape'! God that cracks me up!! LOL. You're so funny!! I think the stars are cute too, which is why I have them in the first place – circles annoy me. Thanks for the review!
*Pixie-dust2525 ~ Thanks for reviewing, and I will definitely check out your fic, if I haven't already (I hope I have), and also, you got ONE of your guesses KIND OF correct, only kind of though. Anyways, thanks again! And I hope you enjoy this chappie!
*Cho Chang-Emotional Dark Hole ~ Mmm, what kind of book are you publishing? Cus you never know, if it's in my local bookstore I would buy it! Hehe . . . anyway, thanks so much for reviewing this chapter as well as the last and the last!
*Spaced Out Space Cadet ~ Yeah, good on Snape! I had to get him in somewhere, for all those people who adore him as well as Draco! Lol, I know A LOT of those peeps . . .
*NitenGale ~ Thanks for the review! And the assurance that it wasn't confusing. I'm not really sure whether I should tell you what the rest of the gems are. All I can say is that there are five of them, two of which have already been 'discovered'. I don't want to reveal anything really, I have a feeling this fic is going to be one of my shortest anyway. (Oh and it doesn't really matter that you took a break, EVERYONE needs a break)
Chapter eight
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Draco stared at her as she drooled onto the parchment that she had been scribbling on only a few seconds ago. It was around midnight now, and yet he could not sleep, knowing that she was still in the same room as her.
Why? He did not know. He continued to stare, without knowing what he was doing at all. The air all around him felt colder than usual, and he could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. Slowly, he lifted his feet from the bed, and stood, wavering slightly as he still felt weak from whatever Snape had given him.
Careful not to make much noise as to wake her, he tiptoed slowly towards her to see what she had been doing before she had fallen asleep. The parchment that she was laying on, read:
'Sleeping draughts are made to make the taker fall asleep for (at the most) one hundred years, much like the muggle fairy tale, Sleeping Beauty. Middle- aged witches and wizards, who have been afraid of getting old, have used it, as the potion enables you to sleep for such a long time, yet still keep the taker youthful.
A lighter sleeping draught is sometimes used to help the taker get a good night's sleep. Those who suffer from nightmare conditions, or from lack of sleep, may use this to their advantage, although if the taker has an important meeting the next morning, it is suggested they do not take a sleeping draught, as it may result in the taker over sleeping.
Healing potions and sleeping potions can be mixed to form a potion that can heal many wounds and inner problems. Mental patients in St. Mungos take these potions every fortnight to keep them sane enough to do daily things, e.g. eating, drinking, going to the bathroom etc. Sufferers of dark curses may take this potion to ease pain, but alas, there are disadvantages - '
Hermione groaned and twitched slightly, making Draco jump back in surprise. She had lain over the part that he had been reading just now. What were the disadvantages? Or were they side effects? Draco didn't know, and he wasn't quite sure whether he wanted to know or not.
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"Haha! This is the happiest I have been for a long while now, my dear followers," He stated, a glint of evil happiness in his eyes, and his voice cold and snake-like.
"Yes, our Lord."
The deatheaters bowed to him, their long cloaks hiding their faces, making them unknown, even to one another. They dared not look up, in case their Dark Lord thought it as a rude gesture . . . displeasing the Dark lord was not something that somebody should do.
"Wormtail!"
Wormtail, otherwise known as Peter Pettigrew bowed down to his master, his silver hand hanging out of the sleeve of his robe.
"Any news of Mr Potter? Surely he is dead?"
"N-n-no my lord, it seems that he is unstable, but has not given up his life yet. But . . ."
"But? There is a but?"
"Yes, my Lord. Dumbledore has found something to help the Potter boy. He has sent that mudblood Hermione Granger to look for the gems of the world, trying to seek them out to help Potter."
"Have you any idea how far she has gotten?"
"No my Lord, all I know is what I have already said, and also, that to claim the stones, you shall need another gem, which is known as the gemstone of elements."
Voldemort nodded, his snake-like eyes darting over the crowd of deatheaters in front of him. Suddenly, he had an idea. "Good, Wormtail, I shall reward you accordingly. Now, dear deatheaters, you shall all find out as much as you can about this. Whoever does not, shall be deeply punished."
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It was now the afternoon, and the rain was splattering against the window in the living room. Hermione was sitting on the sofa, reading yet another book that had no title. Draco, meanwhile was desperately trying to find that piece of parchment that Hermione had slept on. However, it seemed as though Hermione had hidden it rather well, as he could not find it anywhere.
Draco headed towards the living room and sat down on an armchair. All around him was silence. He looked at Hermione, waiting for her to look up at him, but he soon ran out of patience.
"Ahem," He coughed, hoping that she would look up now. But, alas, she did not.
"AHEM," he coughed even louder this time. He stared at her as her eyes continued to move across the page. 'Why do I even want her to look at me?' He asked himself. That thought had come suddenly, and definitely without warning. He frowned. 'Why am I even looking at her?' He remembered that morning when he had awoken, and then found it hard to fall sleep again just because she had been sleeping in that exact same room.
"Draco, you could just ask if you wanted my attention," Hermione smiled at him as she put the book down on the coffee table. She blinked and waited for him to speak.
"I . . . wanted to know whether there were side effects to that potion that Snape gave me."
Hermione's smile vanished, moments later replaced with a very forced smile that made Draco feel rather uneasy.
"Not, side effects exactly, no . . . just, disadvantages."
"What disadvantages exactly?"
Hermione gulped and closed her eyes. All this searching and worrying was tiring her out so quickly, she felt like she needed a holiday, but at the same time she felt like she couldn't run away from her responsibilities. Since leaving Hogwarts, she had not had one good night's sleep.
"There aren't many, it's really nothing you need to worry about."
"Well if it's nothing to worry about, then why aren't you telling me?"
She looked turned away from him and looked at her hands. No, she couldn't tell him . . . but then again, he had a right to know, it was his body after all. She felt someone's hand on her shoulder as she turned back to face Draco. He was now much closer, and his cold eyes were piercing into her, as if forcing the answer out of her.
"The potion is . . . complicated."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I . . . it's suitable only for some blood types, let's just say, and also can be used for muggles and magic-folk. If the blood type is suitable for this kind of potion, then, yes, it'll work and it'll be fine. But, if the blood type is different, well, it's possible that the taker of the potion will feel even worse than they did before, maybe even so bad, that they're on the brink of death."
"I already was on the brink of death. It can't be possible that I can get any worse . . . unless . . ."
Draco paled.
"I die," He finished off. He had never had this feeling before, this feeling of dread, knowing that he was going to die, or, knowing that he had a chance of dying. Of course, he had been close to death before, but those were sudden, and they were only threats from the Dark Lord himself, or his fellow deatheaters. Dying so slowly and painfully wasn't something that Draco had in mind.
Hermione watched Draco think. He was too preoccupied by his thoughts to notice that he wasn't blocking her from seeing what was going through his mind.
Two of her friends had died, and most likely more were going to, and she couldn't do anything about it. Harry was the only one of her friends that she had a chance of saving.
But what about Draco? She didn't know what she thought about Draco. In her mind, she saw him, dead, lying on the floor with his eyes wide open, his chest un-moving, and his limbs lifeless. She couldn't bare the thought, although she didn't know why. Tears were flowing to her eyes before she even knew what she was thinking.
Draco glanced at Hermione and saw that she was silently crying. He slowly pulled her into a comforting hug before even realising what was happening, or what he was actually doing.
"I've already lost two of my friends . . . I don't want to lose another one too . . ." Hermione whispered into his chest. Draco looked down at the brown bushy-haired girl in his arms. She looked up at him and smiled weakly. He blinked. Her eyes were red from crying, yet her face still lit up as if she had seen the most wonderful thing.
Slowly, he bent down towards her and pulled her into a kiss, a soft, sweet and simple kiss.
They soon parted, both not knowing what had just happened.
"I think I'm going to have a nap," they both gabbled, before realising that they were both heading towards the bedroom.
"Erm, you can go, I'll nap on the sofa," Hermione said as quickly as she could, not even daring to look Draco in the face. He swiftly moved towards the room without even a glance at Hermione, his heart beating faster and faster by the second.
Hermione heard him slam the door. She sat down on the sofa in shock. She had just kissed Draco Malfoy. Yes, it wasn't a long kiss, or a kiss with passion, it was a sweet kiss, that made her heart melt in his hands. She curled up on the sofa and shut her eyes tight. Maybe her heart would stop beating so quickly after she had had a nice, long nap . . .
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I'm so glad I finished; I thought I'd never finish this one! Anyways, please help me write by reviewing this, which would be so nice! THANKS AGAIN!
~ILUVRONWEASLEY xxx