Through Another's Eyes
Chapter One
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Hermione yawned and rose from her bed, stretching out she didn't feel the softness of her blanket nor her bed. Upon realization of this her eyes opened quickly and a sigh of relief escaped. She had fallen asleep on the couch; the fire burning down to ambers was something she expected to see but what she didn't was a silent Draco Malfoy.
He sat there watching the ambers, their red spark danced in his grey eyes. And when he noticed she was awake they changed their stare to her.
"What are you doing Malfoy?" Hermione asked in an almost urgent whisper. Something about this didn't give her a good feeling. Something just wasn't right.
But Draco didn't speak he just continued to stare at her. It sent shivers up and down his spine. A shadow was cast across his face but his eyes still managed to gleam out through the darkness.
Hermione stood now.
"I think you should go to bed Malfoy. Get some rest; you look like you need it. And in the morning you can take a nice warm shower."
She added the last part on when she saw the state of him. There was dirt everywhere. It looked as if he had gotten in a terrible fight and in a way came out the victor, because Hermione noticed it wasn't human blood on him but that of another creature.
With a final breath Hermione made a sprint to her room. Draco was really scaring her. She had never seen him like that before.
The evil gleam in his eyes, his whole aura gave off the feeling of being crazy. It was like her could jump up and rip her head off at any moment.
As she slid down the door in her room she heard Malfoy enter his own room and shut the door quietly behind him.
Now she could sleep peacefully and maybe in the morning she would find out it was all a terrible dream.
Creeping into bed it wasn't long before Hermione neither fell asleep nor before another presence was known to her room.
He stood above her and looked down at her form. How peacefully she slept, so blissfully unaware. How lucky was she, to not know the true horrors of being something different; being on the dark side in a whole new sense.
He left the way he came, through the window and shut if carefully behind him. Let her sleep warm tonight, for it may be her last.
Hermione woke the next morning feeling refreshed but couldn't help but let an odd sensation overcome her and lead her to feeling something was different.
She shrugged it off for the time being and made her way down to the great hall where she joined Harry and Ron for breakfast. It was a Monday morning and apparently it would be time for a new assignment in Potions.
New assignments never meant anything good, especially in Potions class. That man lived to be their end.
Hermione went over her encounter with Harry and Ron, the found it strange but passed it off as Malfoy being Malfoy and just trying to scare her.
She left out the part about the blood strewn over his clothes.
Before any of them realized it the warning bell rang and it was time to get to Potions.
They took their normal seats near each other and chattered until the door slammed shut and Professor Snape sauntered in.
"Today, students, there will be a new assignment. I know you will be enjoying this"
His voice was sarcastic and something about it sent a shiver down Hermione's spine.