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CHAPTER 4: A Library Death (Chapter rated PG-13)
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Draco and Hermione stopped leaning into each other. Almost one second after the snap, a replica of the dark-hooded creature at Hermione's muggle home appeared.
Draco grabbed her hand. "RUN!" he shouted, and started to do so, pulling Hermione with him.
They ran all the way to the Burrow, and into the house, closing and locking the front door.
The Weasley family was in the dining room.
Hermione and Draco ran into the room, still holding hands. "They're here! They've come! Hurry, we have to leave!!" shouted Hermione.
Tears started to flow freely from her eyes, as she started to think about what would become of this amazing place that she had begun to think of as her second home.
Ginny and Ron grabbed their brooms, as did Fred and George. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, however, went into the front yard and got into their flying car. Hermione and Draco hopped onto his broom, and everyone flew off, leaving the Burrow behind without a moment's hesitation.
Hermione heard an ear-splitting scream. She wrapped her arms around Draco's waist and put her head on his back, still crying.
She wasn't even that sure why she was crying. Harry's death, for one. It really shook her up, and she managed to have most of it bottled up since now. She just cried and cried.
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About an hour later, the wizards were still flying through the air, at freezing temperatures. They just seemed to get higher and higher into the sir, making Hermione lose her breath. It didn't help, either, that she was practically freezing. After some amount of time of this torture, she begged Draco to lower the broom to someplace safe to land. He obliged, and Hermione motioned to the rest of the people to land as well.
Once they got down, Hermione was so glad to be back on solid ground, she kissed it. She sat down, and watched the family of red-heads prepare dinner, from a sack they brought with them.
'Thank god for magic, or we'd be forced to eat dirt!' thought Hermione.
There in front of hear appeared one of the loveliest arrays of food she had ever seen. Chicken cooked to perfection, a salad, fruits of all sorts, plum pudding and of course, pumpkin juice. She ate more than half, and was full.
She sat back against a tree, pulling her wavy brown hair into a ponytail on the top of her head. The air was frigid, and she wrapped her arms around herself, trying to keep warm.
She had so many questions to ask Draco, so she motioned him over to her.
He came to her and sat next to her, fiddling with the dirt on the ground, drawing designs and shapes.
"Malfoy, what's going on? I know you haven't been telling me everything."
He didn't answer, just continued to draw in the dirt.
"I think I have a right to know! I mean, my house was burned do-"
"And my mother was killed!" shouted Draco in a husky voice, almost a shouting whisper, as to not draw attention to himself from the Weasleys.
Hermione looked down at the ground. The drawings Draco was making drew her attention though.
There was a diamond-shaped pendant with something in the middle, which she couldn't make out. It seemed so real to her. Like the drawings were coming to life. Then she realized it wasn't her imagination! The pictures were actually rising right out of the ground and taking shape! She was amazing, and watched in wonder.
The sight had started to attract the rest of the Weasleys, and they too, watched in fascination.
The once brown pendant drawing turned 3-D and green right before her very eyes. It turned in mid-air, and the small thing in the center was glowing. It kept turning around and around until it was almost invisible it was spinning so fast. Hermione gasped as suddenly it burst into wild colors of all sorts. Reds, yellows and blues were visible as the amazing sight took form into what seemed like a horrible nightmare.
There, in front of her very own eyes, was the train crashing on that fateful day only 2 months ago. There was a horrible deafening silence afterwards, when suddenly a grotesque scream was heard. Hermione wasn't sure if it was from the sight in front of her, or real life. Frankly, she didn't care; she just focused on what was happening.
There were hundreds of evil looking creatures in the picture, laughing horrendously. Then there was only the solitude of a single room, with a cozy-looking fireplace and many books on shelves.
'A library.' thought Hermione.
The walls were stained with blood, and what was shown next cause Mrs. Weasley to cover Ginny's eyes. Narcissa Malfoy's dead body, bathed in blood. Her face screwed up in an agonizing scream of terror, with an axe in her skull.
The picture stopped and everyone went dead silent. Even the birds and insects seemed to be still.
Hermione stood, and dizzily walked over to a patch of grass, where she threw up, almost wrenching her soul out. Then she fainted.
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And it's done! I reallly like this chapter! Next chapter I'm going to get into more of the answers to Hermione's questions. Stay tuned! Read and Review please!
misenchantment - Thanks! And about what you said, I have a problem with the 'a' thing. I guess my spell-check doesn't work that well. Sorry, I'll try to fix it. And, yes, I realize Harry's death has been sort of weird and like, no one seems to carethat much. But now I'm trying to mix in some sadness too. Hence the 'Angst' category. :) Glad you like it though. I'll work on those problems. :D
drewtoo - I'm happy so many people like the story! Yeah, I basically only used cussing in the first chapter. But you know us teens, always have our little swear-fests. I'll keep it to a minimum though. Thank you! :D
