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a/n when I said that there would only be 10 more chapters, 8 chapter ago, I lied. I dont know how many more there will be, but once I figure it out, Ill let you all know. Thank you for all the lovely reviews. Dont expect the next chapter this soon!
Draco said the incantation, while in his mind he repeated a few words "please let her be okay, please let her be okay' until he got there.
The scene from the mirror didn't even begin to show the true horrors of what was happening.
Draco was transported a few meters away from the scene, which is why no one noticed his arrival. Draco viewed the scene, feeling sick. Anger was coursing through his veins, he could feel his temples throbbing, and he wanted to kill.
He saw a group of 3 girls, all about their age, standing around a group of boys, and Hermione. The girls were all laughing at Hermione. HIS Hermione. The boys, this is what pissed Draco off the most. There were two boys holding her arms and legs down, giving the third boy complete access to Hermione's sacred area. Her black sweater was ripped and torn, half off her body, while her tank top was completely missing. She had long scratch marks down her stomach and chest, marring her perfect skin.
Draco strode forward, towards the girls, not really knowing what to do. Well, he knew what he wanted to do, but he didn't want to make Azkaban his permanent home. He walked up behind a redheaded girl, and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned to look at him, admiration for his looks obvious in her eyes.
"Well, hello there. Quite the looker, aren't you?" the girl said, reaching her hand out to touch his chest.
Draco looked at her, and swatted her hand away from him. How dare she think that she can touch him??
"Yes, I am. Too bad you aren't." he smirked, and moved around her, towards the boys.
"I don't know who you are, but you better leave now. This has nothing to do with you." The blonde girl said, trying to grab him out of the way. The boys still hadn't noticed the newcomer's presence.
Draco turned to look at her; she had the look of a snob, and a rich one to boot.
He smirked at her, and then turned his full body towards her.
'Actually, this has everything to do with me." He said, and turned back to the sickening scene before him.
Draco had never seen something so sick. The boy looked like some sort of dog, trying his hardest to finish something before his master came to discipline him. His friends had their hands on Hermione's chest, feeling her, squeezing her, hurting her. He walked towards the group, ignoring the shouts from the girls. Parasites.
He reached the first boy, the one between Hermione's legs, and grabbed his hair, pulling his forcefully from his girlfriend.
"You really don't want to be doing that." Draco said, twisting his fingers, making the pull even tighter.
The two other boys let go of Hermione, and looked upon this new intruder. They didn't know what to think. This had never happened before. Should they wait and see what happens, or..?
Draco kept his attention focused on the one who used Hermione, his angel. He gave another great pull, and wretched him from the ground. The boy stood up, his legs barely supporting him, hindered by the fact that his pants were around his knees.
"Who the fuck do you think you are? This is MY turf, this is MY woman. Get the hell out of here, if you know what's good for you." The boy said, jaw clenched from the pain of Draco's fingers.
'I happen to be this girls boyfriend. And, I think that you are going to pay for this." Draco said, his anger finally bubbling over the top. He let go of the boy's hair, and smashed him across the face. There was an audible 'crunch' noise from the impact. The boy clutched his face in his hands, but Draco didn't give him the chance to recover, but instead, sent another fist towards the boy's stomach, knocking the wind out of him. The boy collapsed, one hand on his face, the other his stomach. The girls behind him were screaming, but he could barely hear them.
Draco moved back a few steps, to survey what he'd done. He felt absolutely no remorse over what he'd done. He felt that he didn't do enough. These people should pay, as Hermione did. They should feel the same pain that she did.
He went back over to the boy, and, using all his strength, kicked him in his still exposed privates. The boy collapsed in a heap on the ground, tears streaming down his face. The girls continued to scream, but Draco ignored them. He walked over to Hermione, who was starting to stir on the dirty ground, where the boys left her.
The other boys, seeing Draco come their way, stumbled to their feet, and ran, leaving their friend on the ground. The girls followed suit, still screaming.
Draco watched them leave, was happy that they were gone. He crouched down on the ground, beside Hermione, and started to pull what remained of her clothes over her exposed body. It didn't do t a whole lot, since there wasn't much that wasn't completely shredded. He took his cloak off, and draped it over her body.
Hermione slowly opened her eyes and, feeling someone touching her, shrank away.
"Angel, its okay. It's me, Draco. I'm here; everything is going to be fine now. The sorry excuses for humanity are gone now." Draco said, holding her body.
Hermione looked up at Draco. She tried to sit up, but couldn't.
"Gone? All of them?" Hermione whispered, looking Draco in the eye.
"Yes. Everything will be alright now." Draco said, trying to console her, still holding her in his arms.
Hermione tried to sit up again, and managed to. She looked around the area, and saw only the one boy, who was starting to crawl away. The tears flowed out of her eyes, as if they'd never stop again.
Draco felt his heart break, seeing her like this. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to help, but he didn't know how too.
"I'm going to take you to see Madam Pomfrey. She can fix up those scratched for you." Draco said, getting to his feet. He picked her up, as if she were nothing more then a child.
"But, I still have the funeral to go to, and all my stuff." Hermione feebly protested.
"You can floo back and get it, or I'm sure that Professor McGonagall will get your things for you. Your parents will understand." Draco said, smoothing her hair back from her face.
"Alright." Hermione said, and promptly passed out again.
Draco looked around the once beautiful forest, making sure that there was no one around. He said the incantation, and felt a pull at his navel. They were going back to Hogwarts. Going back to where no one would hurt his love.
