Happy start, Tragic ending
Hermione was filled with awe at the site of her new living space. There were loads of books for her to read, a lovely fire place and her very own room! It was fantastic! She stepped into her common room and spun around taking everything in. Finally she stopped and looked at the door leading to her room. Her name was on a plaque at the side of the door decorated with gold and ruby colourings.
Hermione then remembered Draco and saw him sitting on the sofa staring at the portrait on the wall. It was an odd portrait, because it didn't move, and Draco was staring at it with a frown on his face. He then got up and put his face right next to it, and started to feel the painting with his hands, Hermione thought this was all a bit to much so she had to say something.
"Dra - Malfoy what do you think you are doing? It's just a painting"
"Yeah don't you think I know that? It is just strange I . . . never mind I wouldn't expect a Mu - Mudblood to know what I was talking about!" He ended nastily. Hermione then looked at him in anger.
"Malfoy. We have been through this before, I . . . Am . . . Not . . . A . . . MUDBLOOD! You heard what I said the other day, I know you don't like to talk to me or anything but if we have to live together then we should at least be civil to each other, so no calling me names. I don't expect us to be on first name basis, but lets try and be nice to each other." Hermione told him. "That is not too much to ask is it?" She ended.
Draco shrugged. "I suppose not. Fine then GRANGER I am going to bed." Then he stalked off into his room, with the painting forgotten. He slammed his door and started making loads of noise, which annoyed Hermione.
Hermione huffed and sat down on the sofa while sighing. Why was everything so complicated? Malfoy was just so horrible to her, but he said that he would be nice, so maybe he could change. Hermione then went off into some very deep thoughts. Only when she remembered about how she was going to see Harry and Ron did she get up and move.
Slowly she made her way out of the common room and towards Gryffindor tower; even though she was in a totally different part of the castle she knew where to go. She finally came to the Fat Lady and said the new password that had been changed that day "Lion heart", the portrait swung open and Hermione walked in and found herself almost blasted out the common room again by the cheers that met her arrival.
She was pulled forward and given loads of hugs by all her friends, none of whom were Harry and Ron, after about half an hour she finally saw them. As she made her way through the crowds she gave them a stern look. As she reached the she said.
"I suppose it was you two who arranged all of this?" she asked as they nodded, she then smiled "thank you then!" and then she gave them both a big hug. "I just came to tell you that my new room is on the second floor and that I am not going to tell you the password because I want some privacy but . . ." At this point Harry and Ron looked hurt " you can visit me any time, apart from in the middle of the night."
"Umm . . . yeah sorry about that, but we would like to say thanks for all our joke stuff, we're going to have some fun with them" They both chuckled evilly until the portrait opened and Dumbledore cam striding in. There was silence as Dumbledore looked around the room gravely.
"I have some sad news to end such a happy day" He started as the silence grew in the room. "We have lost a fellow Gryffindor. None other then Dean Thomas" Everyone gasped at this point. "He died just a few minutes ago. I am sorry that it should happen on Christmas day. And please it is ok to show emotion so don't hide things. I have to go now because I need to talk to his parents, please comfort each other." Dumbledore then left the room and closed the portrait behind him. There was still silence until the girls started to cry.
Even Hermione cried, tears sprung from her eyes and before Harry and Ron could say anything, she jumped up and pushed the portrait open and ran blindly to her room. For some reason she knew where to go, and she found herself at the wall tears streaming down her face, her voice shook as she said the password and she flung herself onto the sofa and cried her heart out.
She cried and cried and cried. All of her thoughts were morbid ones. She felt so bad about the fact that she hadn't thought about Dean at all during the last week. Even when she was in the hospital wing she didn't go and see him. She had loads of things going on and she didn't even say goodbye to him. This made her cry even harder.
"Granger?! What do you think your doing?" a voice said.
Hermione looked up to see Malfoy staring down at her. He looked quite scared. She had tears all down her face, her eyes were red from crying so much and she was still crying.
"What does it look like I am doing Malfoy? Baking a cake? Just go away! I don't want you here!" She cried and flung a cushion at him. It bounced harmlessly off his chest and he looked at it as it lay on the ground. Hermione then threw another, then another because the sofa was lined with them.
For some reason he just sat down next to her on the sofa and said quietly "Hermione? Do you want to tell me what has happened?" He asked. Hermione looked at him strangely, and then answered "Why would you wanna know?"
He just answered "well, you just look like you could need someone to talk to, and you could talk to me" She gave him a disbelieving look. "Hey you said I should change." He stated
She believed him and soon told him all about Dean and about how he had died that night, and about how she didn't say goodbye to him. She even went as far as telling him how much she had loved Dean. At that point he sort of stiffened and then she started to cry again. He hesitated as he put his arm around her and as she leaned against him. He slowly put his other arm around her because it felt like the right thing to do.
Hermione was still crying onto him and he gently rocked her back and forth to calm her down. It did surprisingly, and they just sat there while Hermione stopped crying and her breathing was returning back to normal.
Hermione kept thinking about how he was so nice and that he had called her Hermione. It just felt so nice them being together, she had a feeling that this had happened before, the feeling she was having while she was leaning against Draco, she was sure that she had felt something like this before but she couldn't remember when.
Suddenly she felt really tired and she gave a huge yawn which meant that it stopped her chain of thoughts, she was right near to remembering where this feeling was from, but now it just vanished. Draco gently shook her.
"Hermione?" when she had murmured a yes he spoke again "I think you should go to bed if you are tired." She sat up slowly and stood up. As she stretched she glanced at the portrait. "That's funny that picture seems to have moved!" Draco laughed.
"Yeah that's what I thought" He stood up too. "I am going to bed now! Do you know that it is almost 10:00?" Hermione looked at her watch.
"Oh, yeah! Time went quickly then. Umm Draco? Why do you have to be so mean when you can be so nice? And by the way I like your hair like that; you know when it is not covered in gel. Well Good night!" Before he could answer her, Hermione ran up to Draco and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and whispered a quick thanks before she ran off to her room leaving a stunned Draco to stare at her door. (A/N: I was gonna leave this here but I decided I had some time left to kill. ()
Hermione was stunned at her new room. She had a massive four poster bed in Gryffindor colours and a big desk. There was a big book case and of course the bathroom which was connected to her room. She clapped her hands excitedly and then hurried to her wardrobe to see if all her clothes were there. They were of course. The only thing missing from this room was crookshanks. He had sadly died when Neville's wand had back fired and had set his fur alight. Unfortunately the fire spread too quickly for him to be saved and sadly he was burnt to a crisp. That had happened at the end of 6th year.
Hermione was happy. She had a room to herself and she felt that it was good that Draco was her friend, or she hoped he was. She quickly got changed into her night dress; it was a long silk one, in a shade of a light green. She pulled her hair down from her pony tail and brushed it. Then she walked into her bathroom and cleaned her teeth. When she came out again she decided that she would like to get a book that she had seen in the common room.
She opened her door cautiously and peered out. Draco must have been in his room because there was no one around. So silently she walked over to the book case and looked for the book that had caught her attention. After about a minutes searching she found it. It looked like an old book. It had a flame red cover with loads of different colours on it. She opened it at once. There was no title on it, which made Hermione want to read it more.
Hermione heard a noise behind her. With her heart beating fast she turned around to see who it was. It was . . . Draco. She blushed slightly.
"What are you doing here?" She asked still blushing, though she didn't know why. It wasn't like he could see anything.
"The same thing as you . . . getting a book." He smiled and that changed his whole appearance. "Yours seems to be an interesting choice. What is it about?" He asked.
"I don't know, but that is what I am going to find out, well good night again." She waved and hurried back to her room. Closing the door silently behind her. Meanwhile Draco headed straight back to his room with no book in his hand.
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Draco was just surrounded in darkness there was no one around, there was no sound. He walked blindly not knowing where he was going. He stopped shortly remembering the night when his father came to him. Like in any dream he reached for his wand and again like in most nightmares it wasn't there.
Slowly he carried on walking until he could hear voices around, then he stopped standing as still as stone. Then a light switched on and Draco ran towards it, glad that at last he could see something. But it was horrible a disgusting thing that couldn't be described as a man. Slowly right in front of Draco's eyes the thing began to change into quite a handsome teenager. Draco's eyes then widened in horror as the boy spoke.
"It is your fault that I died. You will pay, how could you leave your best friend to die. You will pay." Draco saw the boy pull a wand out of his belt and point it a Draco. He then whispered the fatal killing curse as Draco screamed "NO!!!!!!!!!!"
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Hermione didn't know why but she suddenly woke up. Her throat was really dry and she felt like she needed some water. She reached for her wand, but it wasn't there. She must have left it in the common room. So with an annoyed sigh she got up and flung the covers back. She stepped out onto the floor and felt her way to the door. Leaning against it when she got there. She opened the door excepting to see more darkness. But instead the room was bright, lit by the flames of the fire and leaning against the mantle piece was Draco.
Hermione walked over and placed a hand on his arm. "Draco?"
He spun around and grabbed her neck. She struggled and looked frightened. There was a weird look in his eye, which she didn't like.
"Draco? You're hurting me!" She cried. His grip on her neck got tighter.
"Don't you understand? I did save you! I tried, I had you but something happened!" His grip was still tight as she started to whimper. She couldn't think of anything else to do! She screamed. She screamed good and loud. She didn't expect it to do much. But he still didn't let go! He looked crazy! Hermione was becoming short of breath and she didn't have her wand, she was starting to go limp. With one last effort she screamed as loud as she could again.
The wall slid open and in came Harry and Ron. They looked so mad. With a yell they ran at Malfoy and pulled him off her. She fell to the floor with bruise marks round her neck. Harry pulled Malfoy over to the desk that was in there, and made him sit down while Ron carried Hermione to the sofa.
Once Hermione was sat on the sofa she, looked over at Draco and burst into tears. Ron who was sitting next to her, put his arm around her and tried to comfort her and Harry went over and done the same too. Her throat was so sore. It seemed that something in her crying woke something in Draco, because he had been sitting still ever since Harry had put him there.
He shook himself then looked at the scene before him. Immediately he stood up. "What happened?" He asked. "How did you get in here?" He asked Harry and Ron.
"We knew the password we helped Dumbledore pick it. We knew you would hate the name. And for your first question you almost killed Hermione!" At this point Hermione started crying again.
"What? No I didn't! I don't remember anything!" Draco looked confused "Hermione what happened?"
Hermione tried to speak but she couldn't. She moved her lips and tried to scream but nothing came out. In the end she pointed to Draco then her wounds and looked at him. He understood.
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A/N: there you go here is the 14th chapter, you will understand his mood changes soon in a later chapter when everything will be revealed. I promise!! About the last chapter I changed the name because it didn't go with the chapter sorry if t has caused confusion!!!! I hope you like this one and please review!!! If you do thanks Water demon
Hermione was filled with awe at the site of her new living space. There were loads of books for her to read, a lovely fire place and her very own room! It was fantastic! She stepped into her common room and spun around taking everything in. Finally she stopped and looked at the door leading to her room. Her name was on a plaque at the side of the door decorated with gold and ruby colourings.
Hermione then remembered Draco and saw him sitting on the sofa staring at the portrait on the wall. It was an odd portrait, because it didn't move, and Draco was staring at it with a frown on his face. He then got up and put his face right next to it, and started to feel the painting with his hands, Hermione thought this was all a bit to much so she had to say something.
"Dra - Malfoy what do you think you are doing? It's just a painting"
"Yeah don't you think I know that? It is just strange I . . . never mind I wouldn't expect a Mu - Mudblood to know what I was talking about!" He ended nastily. Hermione then looked at him in anger.
"Malfoy. We have been through this before, I . . . Am . . . Not . . . A . . . MUDBLOOD! You heard what I said the other day, I know you don't like to talk to me or anything but if we have to live together then we should at least be civil to each other, so no calling me names. I don't expect us to be on first name basis, but lets try and be nice to each other." Hermione told him. "That is not too much to ask is it?" She ended.
Draco shrugged. "I suppose not. Fine then GRANGER I am going to bed." Then he stalked off into his room, with the painting forgotten. He slammed his door and started making loads of noise, which annoyed Hermione.
Hermione huffed and sat down on the sofa while sighing. Why was everything so complicated? Malfoy was just so horrible to her, but he said that he would be nice, so maybe he could change. Hermione then went off into some very deep thoughts. Only when she remembered about how she was going to see Harry and Ron did she get up and move.
Slowly she made her way out of the common room and towards Gryffindor tower; even though she was in a totally different part of the castle she knew where to go. She finally came to the Fat Lady and said the new password that had been changed that day "Lion heart", the portrait swung open and Hermione walked in and found herself almost blasted out the common room again by the cheers that met her arrival.
She was pulled forward and given loads of hugs by all her friends, none of whom were Harry and Ron, after about half an hour she finally saw them. As she made her way through the crowds she gave them a stern look. As she reached the she said.
"I suppose it was you two who arranged all of this?" she asked as they nodded, she then smiled "thank you then!" and then she gave them both a big hug. "I just came to tell you that my new room is on the second floor and that I am not going to tell you the password because I want some privacy but . . ." At this point Harry and Ron looked hurt " you can visit me any time, apart from in the middle of the night."
"Umm . . . yeah sorry about that, but we would like to say thanks for all our joke stuff, we're going to have some fun with them" They both chuckled evilly until the portrait opened and Dumbledore cam striding in. There was silence as Dumbledore looked around the room gravely.
"I have some sad news to end such a happy day" He started as the silence grew in the room. "We have lost a fellow Gryffindor. None other then Dean Thomas" Everyone gasped at this point. "He died just a few minutes ago. I am sorry that it should happen on Christmas day. And please it is ok to show emotion so don't hide things. I have to go now because I need to talk to his parents, please comfort each other." Dumbledore then left the room and closed the portrait behind him. There was still silence until the girls started to cry.
Even Hermione cried, tears sprung from her eyes and before Harry and Ron could say anything, she jumped up and pushed the portrait open and ran blindly to her room. For some reason she knew where to go, and she found herself at the wall tears streaming down her face, her voice shook as she said the password and she flung herself onto the sofa and cried her heart out.
She cried and cried and cried. All of her thoughts were morbid ones. She felt so bad about the fact that she hadn't thought about Dean at all during the last week. Even when she was in the hospital wing she didn't go and see him. She had loads of things going on and she didn't even say goodbye to him. This made her cry even harder.
"Granger?! What do you think your doing?" a voice said.
Hermione looked up to see Malfoy staring down at her. He looked quite scared. She had tears all down her face, her eyes were red from crying so much and she was still crying.
"What does it look like I am doing Malfoy? Baking a cake? Just go away! I don't want you here!" She cried and flung a cushion at him. It bounced harmlessly off his chest and he looked at it as it lay on the ground. Hermione then threw another, then another because the sofa was lined with them.
For some reason he just sat down next to her on the sofa and said quietly "Hermione? Do you want to tell me what has happened?" He asked. Hermione looked at him strangely, and then answered "Why would you wanna know?"
He just answered "well, you just look like you could need someone to talk to, and you could talk to me" She gave him a disbelieving look. "Hey you said I should change." He stated
She believed him and soon told him all about Dean and about how he had died that night, and about how she didn't say goodbye to him. She even went as far as telling him how much she had loved Dean. At that point he sort of stiffened and then she started to cry again. He hesitated as he put his arm around her and as she leaned against him. He slowly put his other arm around her because it felt like the right thing to do.
Hermione was still crying onto him and he gently rocked her back and forth to calm her down. It did surprisingly, and they just sat there while Hermione stopped crying and her breathing was returning back to normal.
Hermione kept thinking about how he was so nice and that he had called her Hermione. It just felt so nice them being together, she had a feeling that this had happened before, the feeling she was having while she was leaning against Draco, she was sure that she had felt something like this before but she couldn't remember when.
Suddenly she felt really tired and she gave a huge yawn which meant that it stopped her chain of thoughts, she was right near to remembering where this feeling was from, but now it just vanished. Draco gently shook her.
"Hermione?" when she had murmured a yes he spoke again "I think you should go to bed if you are tired." She sat up slowly and stood up. As she stretched she glanced at the portrait. "That's funny that picture seems to have moved!" Draco laughed.
"Yeah that's what I thought" He stood up too. "I am going to bed now! Do you know that it is almost 10:00?" Hermione looked at her watch.
"Oh, yeah! Time went quickly then. Umm Draco? Why do you have to be so mean when you can be so nice? And by the way I like your hair like that; you know when it is not covered in gel. Well Good night!" Before he could answer her, Hermione ran up to Draco and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and whispered a quick thanks before she ran off to her room leaving a stunned Draco to stare at her door. (A/N: I was gonna leave this here but I decided I had some time left to kill. ()
Hermione was stunned at her new room. She had a massive four poster bed in Gryffindor colours and a big desk. There was a big book case and of course the bathroom which was connected to her room. She clapped her hands excitedly and then hurried to her wardrobe to see if all her clothes were there. They were of course. The only thing missing from this room was crookshanks. He had sadly died when Neville's wand had back fired and had set his fur alight. Unfortunately the fire spread too quickly for him to be saved and sadly he was burnt to a crisp. That had happened at the end of 6th year.
Hermione was happy. She had a room to herself and she felt that it was good that Draco was her friend, or she hoped he was. She quickly got changed into her night dress; it was a long silk one, in a shade of a light green. She pulled her hair down from her pony tail and brushed it. Then she walked into her bathroom and cleaned her teeth. When she came out again she decided that she would like to get a book that she had seen in the common room.
She opened her door cautiously and peered out. Draco must have been in his room because there was no one around. So silently she walked over to the book case and looked for the book that had caught her attention. After about a minutes searching she found it. It looked like an old book. It had a flame red cover with loads of different colours on it. She opened it at once. There was no title on it, which made Hermione want to read it more.
Hermione heard a noise behind her. With her heart beating fast she turned around to see who it was. It was . . . Draco. She blushed slightly.
"What are you doing here?" She asked still blushing, though she didn't know why. It wasn't like he could see anything.
"The same thing as you . . . getting a book." He smiled and that changed his whole appearance. "Yours seems to be an interesting choice. What is it about?" He asked.
"I don't know, but that is what I am going to find out, well good night again." She waved and hurried back to her room. Closing the door silently behind her. Meanwhile Draco headed straight back to his room with no book in his hand.
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Draco was just surrounded in darkness there was no one around, there was no sound. He walked blindly not knowing where he was going. He stopped shortly remembering the night when his father came to him. Like in any dream he reached for his wand and again like in most nightmares it wasn't there.
Slowly he carried on walking until he could hear voices around, then he stopped standing as still as stone. Then a light switched on and Draco ran towards it, glad that at last he could see something. But it was horrible a disgusting thing that couldn't be described as a man. Slowly right in front of Draco's eyes the thing began to change into quite a handsome teenager. Draco's eyes then widened in horror as the boy spoke.
"It is your fault that I died. You will pay, how could you leave your best friend to die. You will pay." Draco saw the boy pull a wand out of his belt and point it a Draco. He then whispered the fatal killing curse as Draco screamed "NO!!!!!!!!!!"
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Hermione didn't know why but she suddenly woke up. Her throat was really dry and she felt like she needed some water. She reached for her wand, but it wasn't there. She must have left it in the common room. So with an annoyed sigh she got up and flung the covers back. She stepped out onto the floor and felt her way to the door. Leaning against it when she got there. She opened the door excepting to see more darkness. But instead the room was bright, lit by the flames of the fire and leaning against the mantle piece was Draco.
Hermione walked over and placed a hand on his arm. "Draco?"
He spun around and grabbed her neck. She struggled and looked frightened. There was a weird look in his eye, which she didn't like.
"Draco? You're hurting me!" She cried. His grip on her neck got tighter.
"Don't you understand? I did save you! I tried, I had you but something happened!" His grip was still tight as she started to whimper. She couldn't think of anything else to do! She screamed. She screamed good and loud. She didn't expect it to do much. But he still didn't let go! He looked crazy! Hermione was becoming short of breath and she didn't have her wand, she was starting to go limp. With one last effort she screamed as loud as she could again.
The wall slid open and in came Harry and Ron. They looked so mad. With a yell they ran at Malfoy and pulled him off her. She fell to the floor with bruise marks round her neck. Harry pulled Malfoy over to the desk that was in there, and made him sit down while Ron carried Hermione to the sofa.
Once Hermione was sat on the sofa she, looked over at Draco and burst into tears. Ron who was sitting next to her, put his arm around her and tried to comfort her and Harry went over and done the same too. Her throat was so sore. It seemed that something in her crying woke something in Draco, because he had been sitting still ever since Harry had put him there.
He shook himself then looked at the scene before him. Immediately he stood up. "What happened?" He asked. "How did you get in here?" He asked Harry and Ron.
"We knew the password we helped Dumbledore pick it. We knew you would hate the name. And for your first question you almost killed Hermione!" At this point Hermione started crying again.
"What? No I didn't! I don't remember anything!" Draco looked confused "Hermione what happened?"
Hermione tried to speak but she couldn't. She moved her lips and tried to scream but nothing came out. In the end she pointed to Draco then her wounds and looked at him. He understood.
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A/N: there you go here is the 14th chapter, you will understand his mood changes soon in a later chapter when everything will be revealed. I promise!! About the last chapter I changed the name because it didn't go with the chapter sorry if t has caused confusion!!!! I hope you like this one and please review!!! If you do thanks Water demon