Toxic Kisses
Burning Desire
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(Chapter Song: My Last Breath by Evanescence)
"Wake up Hermioneeee! Wake up Hermioneeee!" something screeched near my ear. I groaned and rolled over. It was my alarm clock, specially made for me by Ron.
"God damn you Ron," I moaned as I pressed the sleep button.
"Oh no you don't!" I heard a voice from the door. I closed my eyes and turned to my side. I needed sleep! Suddenly I heard my curtains being pulled open and felt the sun shining through.
What the hell is with this sun! Why am I always woken up by it! Urghh. Damn it to oblivion!
"Get up, get up, sleepy head!" I turned and opened my eyes to see who the intruder was. It was Ginny.
"Ginny, please let me sleep! Lavender woke me up yesterday and now you? I need to sleep. Honestly, I do." She just raised an eyebrow as I squinted at her.
"So what did you and lover boy do last night that's made you so tired, huh?"
I closed my eyes tightly and rubbed my temples with my fingers. "We spent five hours researching that damned potion, The Legitimacy Serum. And then we left around one in the morning," I made sure I emphasized how late it was. Maybe I could get some sympathy, but I was wrong, "and came up to sleep." She nudged me playfully, "In our own rooms, thank you very much." I opened my eyes and glared at her.
"Alright, alright, Hermione. I believe you. Now just hurry up and take a shower and grab your stuff. I want to make it to breakfast at a decent time."
I rolled my eyes. Weasley's and their food. Not like Ginny was bad, but Ron, Merlin, he was as hopeless case. But then again, most guys are when it comes to eating. They don't care if they make a mess, just as long as the food makes it to their mouth. And then, there are some who eat with elegance and are very polite. Like Draco.
I smiled and removed myself from the safe confines of my bed.
"Finally," Ginny said with a slight hint of annoyance in her voice, but I knew she didn't mean it, "I'll be down in the common room waiting."
"Alright, I should be done in twenty minutes, tops." Ginny nodded and waltzed her way out the door.
I slipped into the bathroom and shed my robes from last night. Quickly I took a shower, and going over everything that had just happened.
Draco had smelt so good. So damn good. It was dizzying. He was dizzy. I get so lightheaded when I'm around him. What's wrong with me?
I let out a frustrated sigh as I rinsed off. Why did he just leave? He just left me there, alone. And all he left was a note. If he hadn't, I probably wouldn't have believed he was actually there. He had been so quiet, and kind. Not once did he lash out, nor did he call me mudblood. He was just... I don't know. I guess he was just civilized with me for once. Like that'd ever happen again.
I turned off the shower and dried myself, and then I went through my normal morning routine. I stepped out of the bathroom, and walked towards my bed. Hastily I shoved my books, parchment and quills into my bag. It had almost been twenty minutes, and I hated breaking a promise, never mind being late. I glanced around my bed once more and then noticed a white piece of folded parchment. I grabbed it and stood there shocked. It was the note that Draco had given me the night before. I couldn't believe I had forgotten!
Deep breathes Hermione. Remember to breathe. Remember to breathe.
With a few controlled breaths, I slipped my trembling fingers into the folded piece of parchment and began to open it. What did it say! I paused as I unfolded the last part. Already I could see my name written neatly at the top of the page. Well, my last name. I let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding. Maybe this wasn't going to be so grand.
I let my eyes scan the top margin of the paper as I unfolded the last part, when suddenly there was heavy banging on the door and Ginny came bounding in.
"Hermione come on," she shouted as I swiftly refolded the note and placed it in my robe pocket. I'd look at it later. Ginny then grabbed my arm and started to drag me towards the door. I just managed to grab my bag as we left the room, "It's been more than twenty minutes you know. I was being generous, but then again, I hate starving. If it weren't for people in the world like you, nobody would have to worry about that. But nooo, you need to take forever and a half to get dressed." She turned to smile at me to show she was joking. I laughed.
"Oh please Ginny," I spat out, "Like you don't take that long to get ready?"
She turned with a serious expression on her face, "Hermione dear, it's called waking up early. Try it some time." I rolled my eyes and started to laugh.
"Sure Ginny. Do I seem like the type of person who'd wake up early just to look good? Come on, I'll just stick with the spell Lavender taught me. I'd rather not actually apply my own makeup. More than likely, it'd come out horribly, and I'd look like a monster."
There was a muffled laughter from behind me. I turned, angry at who ever had been eavesdropping on my conversation with Ginny. My eyes scanned the brightly lit stone corridors. They always seemed so eloquent to me, I just don't know why. They were only stone after all, weren't they? But then again, this was Hogwarts. A place where you could enter a classroom and find a room full of chocolate or dungbombs and never find it again. Needless to say, Hogwarts could be as crazy as I was at times, if not crazier. But that's what made it so much fun. Not knowing what was going to happen next. No wonder why Harry and Ron lived their life without regrets. Doing anything that amused them, even if it did result in detentions, reduction of house points, or possible expulsion. Everything was more exciting that way. That's probably why I had fallen so hard for Draco. You never knew what was going to happen with him. Some days he'd be a bomb ready to go off, and others, he was just calm. He wouldn't try to call me names, or remark on my blood unless he absolutely had to. It was those kind of days that I enjoyed being around him.
Draco had feelings. I knew this. I could just tell, even though he tried so hard to hide them, albeit it was well done. But rarely, could you look into his eyes and understand what he was feeling. He was like me, closed off from the world, except he had perfected it to a tee. He knew how to shield his feelings, hide his thoughts, keep the same dark, cool and collected demeanor under any circumstances and most of all, guard his soul from everyone and everything.
For so long, I have wanted to be able to control myself like he did. To not let a single tear slide down my cheek, or a whimper of pain escape my lips as I heard those horrible comments about me. Nobody could understand what I went through, and still, nobody can. And the worst part was that all of this was caused because of one thing. Because I was book-smart. I could memorize facts easily, and perfect a spell within minutes. Something nobody else could do, but I could, and I loved and still love the rush. But of course, it always comes with horrible consequences.
Basically, the tormenting, the teasing, and the name calling. Sure, I try to pretend like nothing's wrong. I try so damn hard. But come on. For anyone who has ever been teased or put down, you know what its like. You know that horrible pain you feel inside of you when you hear those horrible words pour out of someone's mouth. "You're so ugly," or, "God, you're such a cow, you freak! Why don't you go crawl into some corner and die. You'd do the whole world a favor once your gone, you filthy bitch."
Everything inside of you seems to tighten, and you feel like you can't breathe. Like everything inside of you is being constricted, and the oxygen you thought you were breathing can't get anywhere. And then, the tears try to form in your eyes, but you know if you shed a single one, you'd be labeled a wimp. So you stand strong, trying to act confident and care-free, like the words that had hurt you so deeply meant nothing to you. Nothing what-so-ever.
It's so hard though! It honest to Merlin is. If only people knew what I went through. But they don't, and I don't think I'd ever be able to tell them, ever. And even if they did know, they wouldn't be sympathetic. More than likely they'd try to hurt me even more. They'd know what my weakness was and then try even harder to break me. To destroy me until I had nothing left; until my walls had burned and every single ash had blown away, leaving me defenseless and exposed to the world. This fear has forever convinced me to stay strong, but lately, it's been hard to do. So freaking hard.
I shook my thoughts away quickly as I turned to face the harasser. My breath quickly got caught in my chest when I saw a pair of cold grey eyes flash angrily and look down into mine. I felt every part of me scream "It's Draco! He's so close!" as I was enveloped into a giant hug. I took in a deep breath and smelt a sweet cinnamon overcome me. This was so familiar. Doesn't Harry smell like this? And as Draco pulled away, I realized it wasn't him at all, it was Harry. I glanced away from his glowing smile and twinkling eyes and down towards the floor. I did not want him to see the disappointment on my face when I realized it wasn't the one my heart longed for.
"Hermione, are you okay?" Harry asked gently and I looked back up at him. Remain strong Hermione! No one can know! I smiled sweetly and replied.
"Yeah, sorry guys. My stomach started to growl and I just realized how hungry I really was." Harry and Ginny laughed as we turned to enter the Great Hall. We walked over to the table and sat across from Ron who already had a fair share of breakfast, and was grabbing more before everyone else sat down. Ginny rolled her eyes and swatted Ron's hand away from the sausage.
"Ronald, where are your manners!" Hermione watched as Ron's eyes flashed with fright.
"Merlin Ginny, don't do that! You sounded just like Mum, and you know how angry she gets when I eat like this!" He said gratefully once he realized it was her, and once again he shoveled his food into his mouth.
Ginny looked at him distastefully, "I think she has her reasons." He just nodded, oblivious of what she said, and continued to eat. Occasionally, in between mouthfuls he'd talk to Harry about Quidditch, the upcoming season, and the latest Broom. Boys and their toys.
Absentmindedly I began to eat my breakfast. Lately it seemed like I blocked out the world and got lost in my thoughts, and usually my thoughts were on a blonde haired Slytherin seeker. My eyes traveled towards his table just as I saw him stand up. My brows crinkled together in confusion when he brushed away his friends, if you could call them that. Well that's a first.
Eloquently he walked down the long line of seats and towards the door. His black and green uniform made his blonde hair and grey eyes stand out even more than usual. Hmm, I never realized that. Shivers were suddenly sent through my body when his eyes locked onto mine. I gripped my fork so tight that I didn't even notice my knuckles turn white.
Quickly I looked away, but then had the sudden urge to look up again, and of course I did. This time he nodded his head towards the door. My face contorted with bewilderment. Draco Malfoy wanted to talk to me?
It seemed like he could read my thoughts because he nodded his head and then pointed towards the doors. With astonishing speed, I pushed back my plate and stood up. Harry, Ron, Ginny and a few other Gryffindors looked startled.
"Where are you goi-" Ron began to ask, but I just waved him away and walked as calmly as I could muster to the door. Stay cool Hermione. Don't be obvious, be you. Stay calm, cool and collected. Act disgusted. You can do it, yes you can!
And suddenly, sooner than I had wanted, I was standing face to face with the one and only Draco Malfoy. I bit my lip nervously and glanced around. Nobody was near by. Everyone was in the Great Hall eating, which meant if anything happened, no one would be here to save me. Oh stop with those pessimistic thoughts Hermione. You should be happy to be standing here with a sex god, let alone the fact that he wants to be in the hall alone with you.
A smile crossed my face and Draco looked startled for a second, but within a moment he had regained his cool composure. I realized I should do the same, but be polite at the same time. Maybe I could get a few brownie points in doing so.
"So what do you want Malfoy?" I asked civilly; might as well be nice to him when I can.
"I asked you to meet me here Granger, remember?" I shook my head. When the hell was this?
"When, because I don't remember having a conversation in which we discussed a future meeting, such as this." He sent a glare in my direction and then rolled his eyes at my stupidity.
"You didn't get my note last night I assume?" Realization hit me straight on like an eighteen wheeler and I blushed from the embarrassment.
"Oh, yeah, right," I slipped my hand into my robe pocket and pulled it out, "I never got a chance to read it." Quickly I unfolded it and read it over.
Granger,
Meet me outside of the Great Hall tomorrow morning at 8:15.
-Malfoy
I read it twice and then folded it back up and returned it to my pocket. "Oh," was all I could muster for the moment. Internally I was completely disappointed. I thought he had signed it with Draco, but last night I must've been delusional and saw things I only wanted to see, instead of the truth. Damn it. "Er, well, I'm-" I faltered for a second. Should I apologize to him, or should I not? Ugh! "-I'm here now. So what did you need?"
Draco gazed down at me and I felt extremely small. His eyes were a cool grey with specks of shimmering blue. They are so gorgeous.
"I needed to talk to you about last night," I nodded and swallowed with much difficulty to my dismay. The last thing I needed at the moment was to act like an eight year old school girl with her first crush. He paused for a second and it seemed like he was battling himself internally. "And about the note. I never really wanted it to get so out of hand. I-" He paused again. His eyes, which seemed to have lost their cold appearance, darted around the corridors and then back down at me. Was Draco Malfoy going to apologize to me! I took a deep breath and waited expectantly.
"What I'm trying to say is-" Suddenly he looked away from me and down the right hallway. It was a group of seventh year Slytherin's. Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini was part of the group. Draco glanced at them and then returned his stare to me. He became completely rigid; his eyes were cold and flashing with anger.
"Why the hell didn't you look in The Complete Guide of Potions and Their History yesterday! You would have saved us a shit load of trouble. But what can I expect? You're a filthy mudblood, and nothing good can come out of working with something as despicable as you!"
I stood there startled. What the hell had just happened? He seemed fine just a few minutes ago and now he is completely angry with me. I was ready to apologize, because I wanted to remain on his agreeable side, but what the hell was I thinking? We only spent one night in the library together because we had to. No, I was going to be a bitch. What else could I do?
"Oh, please, Malfoy! Without me, you wouldn't have a clue on what to do."
He grunted in disgust, "Tsk, tsk Granger. You see, you don't understand how much easier it is when you aren't around. The world was so peaceful before you were born, Hogwarts was so much cleaner before you arrived, and Gryffindor was a better house before you were sorted into it. You've destroyed everything, you bitch."
The words sunk into me and I felt like I had just gotten slapped in the face. I glared at him, and not once did I let my eyes water. I hated him so much right now. What the hell was I thinking? Why would I ever like him?
"And for your information, I am extremely intelligent, and even more so with out your help." I rolled my eyes and let out a sarcastic grunt.
"Are you sure your parents aren't paying your way to through Hogwarts? Because it seems apparent to me that someone like you, as spoiled as you are, wouldn't be able to make it through Hogwarts on his own." His eyes flashed dangerously and he stepped forward, narrowing the gap in between us. It was just like on the train. My heart began to beat out of control and I inhaled deeply. He smelt so good, I can't even put it into words.
"Don't you ever," he began. His teeth were gritted and each word came out in a soft, menacing growl, "Insult my intelligence again, mudblood. You better watch yourself."
And with that he stepped back and walked down towards the Slytherin end of the castle. His robes bellowed out behind him as he stormed away. His blonde tendrils flew away from his face and got even messier with every step taken and I could tell his grey eyes were flashing furiously. I sighed and backed up against the wall. I really couldn't take this anymore. It seemed like every time I was around him, I'd build myself up, just so he could destroy me.
This was so frustrating. He was so frustrating! I growled and marched back into the Great Hall, wiping my face clean of any sign of confusion or distress and rejoined my fellow Gryffindors. Today was going to be horrible, especially since I didn't know what Draco was trying to say to me before the Slytherin's walked by. Fucking pureblooded prats.
Just like I had expected, the day dragged by extremely slow, slower than I had thought it would. Charms, my first class with Huffelpuff, had bored me to death, which is very bizarre, since it is one of my best classes. Then I had Transfiguration with Ravenclaw, and yet again I couldn't concentrate. It became very evident when McGonagall called on me to answer a question she had previously ask and I wasn't even able respond to correctly. I was ashamed, and every one else was flabbergasted.
"Hermione are you feeling okay?" Harry whispered into my right ear after McGonagall turned away after scolding me to pay attention.
"I'm ashamed of you Miss Granger. I expected so much more from our top student, especially since you are one of the few last brilliant minds of your year. Please don't continue this slacker behavior. Hopefully you are just having an off day." Her voice rang through my head, and still was after she had finished talking.
"Uh, yeah, I'm fine Harry," I managed to answer quietly to his query.
"Are you sure, because it's not like you to not know answer a question when called on." I turned and gave him a blank stare. It appeared that this was more effective than a glare because he backed down and dropped the topic immediately. Internally I scolded myself as well. I knew I shouldn't be letting Draco fill my thoughts, but lately he was all I could think about.
Ashamed at my childish behavior, I looked down at my book and would not lift my eyes for any reason unless I absolutely had to. I knew that if I took a fleeting look at Professor McGonagall, I'd be overcome with so many emotions; I wouldn't know how to control them. I guess this is one of the side effects of having a crush on such an unattainable boy. Good job Hermione, good freakin' job.
Transfiguration managed to go on without another interruption or embarrassing moment, much to my happiness, but this did not lift my mood in the least, for I knew I had Potions in an hour. I muttered something incoherent underneath my breath as I pushed my way gently out of the room.
I needed a way to get my mind off of my thoughts which I could barely contain any longer. I needed some sort of release. Anything, something to help me stop thinking about him.
As unnoticeable as possible, I passed by the various students who were chatting excitedly with friends or nervously trying to get to their next class (this mostly pertained to the first years). I for one was trying to get outdoors. The Hogwarts grounds were always so beautiful that it made my heart drop at the thought of not being able to curl up underneath one of the many trees with a book, or go lay out near the pond once I graduated. Even though I had experienced so many difficulties here, I never wanted to leave. Maybe I'd become a teacher at Hogwarts just so I could stay in my childhood home forever. Hmm, it wasn't such a bad idea.
I bit my lip as I saw the doors leading towards the outdoors. It was so close, and suddenly I felt my heart stop. Of all people who had to be standing by the doors, it just had to be him. He must have noticed me as well, because he turned from Blaise and stared straight into my eyes. Luckily Blaise had his back to me, and Draco could only see me from his vantage point, but no sooner did Draco look at me, Blaise did as well. His lips moved quickly as he muttered something to Draco which brought a few snickers out of the two. Now they were talking about me. Just how great was this day going to be?
My breathing began to get heavy as I walked towards the doors. I picked up my pace as I neared the duo. Don't say anything, please, don't say anything. But my hopes were quickly shattered.
"If it isn't the nerdy mudblood. You're still alive? I thought that someone or something would have killed you by now, possibly a falling book case. I think I might need to take care of that issue personally," Blaise sniggered which caused a smirk to form on Draco's flawless features. My face burned at both the words spoken and how distracted I was by Draco's tremendously good looks.
"Oh shove off Zabini," I managed to retort in anger as I continued to walk outside. The last thing I wanted was another big confrontation with a Slytherin.
He shouted a reply to my back but I was oblivious to it and only heard jumbled noises. A feeling of relief past through my whole being as I sat down in front of my favorite tree. It was tall and gangly, with many branches. The first was only four feet from the ground, and the rest were evenly spaced around the trunk which made it perfect for climbing. I smiled and lay against it, letting my legs sprawl out in front of me, and my bag to drop by my side. My eyes took in my surroundings.
First the shimmering blue pond that was only six feet from the tip of my toe. Today it was a brilliant blue, with just enough contrast between dark and light to make it fall some where in between Navy Blue and Sky Blue. Ripples would occasionally pass through the water as various animals jumped out, usually just small magical fish, and sometimes some other unknown creature. It was so much fun to sit there and try to name as many animals as you could that popped out of the surface. I couldn't wait until the winter when the whole lake would freeze over, and I could come out and ice skate. Ever since I was a child I loved to skate. My Mum taught me when I was five and every day during the winter she'd take me to an ice skating rink to improve my skills. Skating was yet another release for me, and I have never found any other person in Hogwarts who enjoys it as much as me.
I ran my fingers through the grass as I reflected on my past. Simple things such as this always delighted me and brightened my mood to such an extent that I forget most awful happenings of the day. Thank Merlin for that.
Contently I closed my eyes and felt the sun beat down on my legs. I smiled as I felt its warmth, and noted that the few others who had this period off were doing the same as I. Some were sitting underneath or hanging from the other trees that encircled the pond, while others ran around or were just lying out underneath the sun to finish some homework.
I took a deep breathe and exhaled slowly, letting the smell of autumn fill my senses. I know you're probably thinking how can someone possibly smell a season? Well the truth is you can. Each season has its own scent, but it's something you can't explain, you just have to know what to look for. For one, after it rains, it always smells fresh, crisp and clean. Next time a season changes, or it rains, step outside and see if you can smell it. Trust me, you'll be able to.
So, for an hour, I lay against my favorite tree and enjoyed my surroundings. Many wouldn't see me as the type of girl who likes to be outside, but I do. I love it. I'm still not sure why. Maybe it's because I feel free for once, since there aren't any boundaries to the outdoors. For some reason, it brought me a sense of comfort and security, while others would find such feelings inside of a warm, cozy house. But then again, most of the worst incidents of my life were experienced in the confines of a building or house. I shivered at the thought.
My eyes shot open after what I thought was a few minutes, but must have been an hour, for everyone was clearing off of the grounds to go in for their next class. I groaned, stretched and stood up. I grabbed my bag and began to walk towards the castle and towards the one class that would make my day even worse than a living hell.
"I assume you all did some research last night?" Snape inquired in front of the class. His beady eyes scanned every face, which were either frightened or blank. "Are you all mute and incapable of answering my question?"
A few 'no sir's' were muttered from the classroom. He raised his eyebrows as he waited for an answer.
I glanced around the room. Everyone was sitting next to their Potions partners at a table of their own with a cauldron in front of them. Their books were opened and notes were neatly placed on the table as well.
After a few seconds it seemed as if no body else would raise their hand, so I looked over to Draco who returned my stare with cold eyes as I pointed to our notes from the previous night. He either didn't understand what I was trying to say, or wouldn't agree with me, so I did the one thing I knew I should. I raised my hand.
When Snape saw this, his eyes narrowed and grew even colder. "What, Miss Granger?"
"Draco and I got notes for our Potion last night, Professor." I retorted as calmly as possible. At the moment I didn't need another outburst from the Potions Master, so I was trying to stay on his good side.
He narrowed his eyes even more, if that's possible and then turned his black eyes to Draco. "Is this true, Mr. Malfoy?" Draco nodded and returned his stare. Snape looked at him, glared at me, and then turned his attention back to the class.
"So are you saying that Mr. Malfoy and Miss Granger are the only students to do research?" Nobody answered. Neville shook in his seat. "Do you think I told you yesterday to do so for no reason! I think not!" He exclaimed in fury. "Now you can't do anything. I expect all of you to have notes and ingredients for your Potions by Friday. That's in two days. You better all have them, or you'll be severely punished. Understood?"
The class just nodded, so Snape repeated himself. "I said, understood!"
"Yes, Professor," Everyone mumbled under their breath. The Slytherin's answered louder than the Gryffindors for they knew they wouldn't be the target of Snape's fury. Snape simply glared at the two houses, mostly Gryffindor, for a few more seconds before turning to sit behind his desk.
"Everybody, except for Miss Granger and Mr. Malfoy are to write a five foot essay on responsibility and hand it in to me on Friday along with your notes." Each side of the room groaned, while the Slytherins seemed shocked. Harry smirked at their stunned faces.
"They never saw that one coming." He muttered underneath his breath to Ron (who was at a near by table) and the two shared a quiet laugh.
"Miss Granger and Mr. Malfoy, you may begin working on your tonic if you wish to." I nodded and thanked the Professor before turning to Draco. Luckily we were at the back table so we didn't draw much attention to ourselves, besides a few glares from the Slytherins, which were mostly directed at me.
"Alright, according to my notes we're going to need some Bra-" I began to recite the ingredients quietly but Draco cut me off.
"I know what we need Granger," He hissed in return. His voice, just like mine, was not above a whisper, "I have the notes as well."
"Well, excuse me then, oh Slytherin Prince for trying to help. I won't bother next time."
"Good," he replied angrily, "The less I need to hear you talk, the better."
I glared at him and he just smirked at my loss for words. "Yet again, you can't come up with a proper retort. You're losing your touch Granger."
"I just don't feel like wasting my time on such an arrogant, stuck up, pureblooded prat such as yourself. But apparently, it seems as if you would like to use your time to think up ways to upset me. And I thought I was just a filthy mudblood to you. I guess not." He bared his teeth as he growled.
"Believe me Granger, I don't sit around and think of ways to destroy you. It's already being done for me. Last night's a great example."
I saw his eyes flash in triumph, but all I could think about was one thing. Did he see me cut myself? I pulled my sleeves down and gripped them in my hands. If he did, oh Merlin, what was I going to do? He hates me enough to go around and tell everyone, and that's the last thing I want him to do. Merlin, help me!
"Hmm, really. And I thought you were the one who wrote that note, and placed it on the wall. So technically, you were plotting a way to make me offended."
"Who said I was talking about that, Granger." He glanced down at my tightened sleeves and then pushed his chair back. "I'll go get the first few ingredients." He replied calmly in a regular pitched voice, as if our whispered threats weren't just exchanged.
Maybe he didn't want anybody else to find out? Was that why he wasn't mentioning it around anyone else besides me, because if he wanted to, the whole school would have known by now, and I knew for certain, everybody would be staring at my arms, but no one but him was. This was so odd, but how was I supposed to confront him about this? If I asked him if he knew, and he didn't, then I would have just told him, and I could not let that happen. But if I asked him, and he did know, I couldn't even fathom how I'd react. Shivers past through my body, and my hands began to shake from how nervous I was.
He returned within two minutes, which left my questions unexplained, and my thought interrupted, and placed the ingredients onto the table in front of us. Everything was materials we had to cut up, such as various roots, vines, plants, etc, except for one ingredient. It was already in liquid form so it was in a beaker. It was labeled in large flashing red letters Conflagration Tonic.
"This," Draco whispered to me as he pointed at the beaker and sat down, "Is the Conflagration Tonic. You probably already know what this does, but Snape asked me to repeat its dangers to you when I returned. So basically, if you get this on you, it will burn your skin, possibly leave you disfigured etc." I nodded and then began to read from our notes.
"Okay, add the Brazzle's foot first. Make sure you cut it into eighths, and drop each section into the cauldron with two minute intervals." Draco muttered an okay and cut up the food carefully. We sat in silence as we waited for the two minute intervals to pass. Neither of us looked at one another, and when we did, we'd either glare or quickly turn away. Well, Draco did most of the glaring, and I was usually the one turning away. I just couldn't bear looking into his eyes if he knew one of my darkest secrets.
A sigh escaped my lips as I began to space out. I was only brought back to reality when I heard Draco shout. "Zabini! NO! Watch out!" I turned to face Draco who was staring with widened eyes at Blaise who just bumped into our table, which sent the Conflagration Tonic flying towards me. I sat there stunned. Everything was moving in slow motion and I felt like I weighed a thousand pounds and couldn't move a single limb. Draco began to lunge towards me to push me out of the way, and just at that moment, everything registered. A flaming potion that had the ability to burn through my flesh was flying towards me.
I stood up in alarm, and just as I did so, the Potion hit my stomach full force. For a second I just stared at my robes, and suddenly I screamed. A high pitched scream as I felt my body begin to burn. Everything became a blur as I saw Snape rush forward, screaming for everyone to stay out of the way, and for Harry to get Professor Dumbledore to the Infirmary as soon as possible. Snape began to draw nearer, and he was shouting now at someone to my right to bring me to the Infirmary. Suddenly my vision clouded up, and then everything turned black. The last thing I saw was a blonde haired angel catching me as I fell backwards and carrying me in his arms as he sprinted down the corridors.
A.N. Woo! Finally Chapter 4 is finished! I hope you liked it. Review pretty, pretty, pretty, please! Reviews inspire me!
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