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A/N: Bonjour Tout le Monde! Chapter 9 is up! :D Sorry it took me soooo long to get the chapter out!! I had a writers block! My beta reader gave me the GREATEST idea for this chapter! Hope you like! Thanks! I hope y'all enjoy this chapter and aren't expecting what happens to happen! Read and Review!! Please Note: Anything in between the ## signs means it's a flashback!
Chapter 9: Shattered Dreams
The teachers, Draco and Harry spent two long and exhausting weeks looking for Hermione; yet, there was still no sign of her.
"AHHHHHH," screamed Draco as he punched the common room wall. He had new hate towards the world. It seemed as though everything was going wrong for him. It was that feeling of loneliness; it was something that he hadn't felt in a long time. Ever since Hermione Granger came along, he hasn't felt lonely or unwanted. He had never told Hermione this but when he meet her, he came alive. He finally learned to love. Sure, Draco Malfoy, had girlfriends, but not many of them made him feel wanted and special, when he was down or feeling vindictive. But then, the most unlikely girl, comes along and changes his perspective on life. He never knew that someone could mean so much to him and that the same person would love him ... love him back the way he loved her. He missed her breathless beauty. He was always swept away by her love; now he felt his life was over ... over without her. "Where the hell did my father take her? Huh, Harry? We've searched every cave. NO WHERE!" he bellowed, banging his fist on the wall.
"Draco, there's no use in hitting the wall and screaming," he paused, "it's not gonna bring Hermione back any faster," Harry said highly imitated, flopping onto the couch lazily.
"DO YOU NOT THINK I KNOW THAT HARRY?" Draco snapped, turning towards him. "When you love someone the way I love Hermione, and that special person is missing, come talk to me then." He stormed up to his room. He couldn't live his life like this any longer.
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I stared up at the ceiling not recognizing where I was. I don't recall what happened that night and I don't know what day it is. I'm scared for my life. I started to move and pain shot through my body. I then heard that chilling voice... not the warm voice I was used to hearing ... the one and only love in my life... Draco Malfoy. He and his father are nothing alike. I would have said otherwise at the beginning of the year, but he changed. He had told me of all the times his father would beat him. And now, his father was doing that to me. What the hell is wrong with Lucius Malfoy? He's a sick man ... sick.
There was a flashing light and I got a slight glimpse of my arm. There were bruises and cuts all over. I was terrified to look at the rest of my body. I was lying in a little bit of blood. It was a horrifying sight. It made me sick to my stomach.
I had no idea I would miss Draco this much. I want Draco to know that I love him with all my heart and I wish I was where he is. He was there to shelter my pain and comfort me when I was down. He is my sunshine on a cloudy day. I wonder if he knows where I'am? I want to feel him near and to breath him in again. I want to see his handsome face and those blue-grey eyes stare at me. I want to wake up beside him. What I wouldn't do to be in his arms again! Everytime I think about him, I get a warm and fuzzy feeling inside. He's whats keeping me alive day after day.
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Draco sat on his window sill, watching the snow gracefully fall on the Quidditch field. He continued to think about Hermione. The only one who truly cared about him. He wondered when they would see each other again and when they would be holding each other. The last month had been hard. He couldn't imagine how hard it has been for her. He needed her and he hoped she needed him too.
The sun began to set. Draco still stared out the window. The snow thickening and the days of Hermione's departure getting bigger. He wondered why his father did this to him. Why he had taken his life away. It was all a mystery.
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"Why am I doing this? Why does he love her? She's a beautiful Mudblood," the man questioned, himself. He stared at the girl... bruised, cut, bleeding and worn down to nearly nothing. It was scary to think that, if the girl stayed any longer, she may perish into nothing,
"And to take that beautiful girl away from your son, what kind of father would you be?" said the voice inside his head. "Your love was taken away. Why take her away from him if he has it? Stop holding on to the past and get on with your life and let your son live his with her. You don't want that for him, do you?"
"NO! I don't want that for him! But the girl I loved got taken away and I still love her. I don't want him to hurt the way I was hurt, by a Mudblood," Lucius Malfoy boomed.
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There she was, that beautiful creature walking down the hall. Talking to her many friends. He had watched her for so many years and thought, this is the year I tell her how I feel. It wasn't going to be easy. Every guy liked her. And she was, afterall, in Gryffindor and he in Slytherin. He would tell her tonight. Noone would stop him. He didn't care what people thought. He wrote her a letter:
Ms. Evans,
Please meet me by the lake at 8:00 tonight.
Your Secret Admirer
That looked good and he sent it to her. He saw her open the letter and blush. Her friends laughed and told her who they thought it was. He prepared what to say to her. It has been along time since he had told a girl that he liked her.
Potions went by with the boring old Professor talking about cursing potions. Charms went by and it was now dinner. He decided to skip dinner and pick out what he was to wear. He decided to be mysterious and wore his black cloak. His hood on his head... he left the Slytherin common room.
It was a cold night when he stepped out. It was a beautiful though. He couldn't have picked a better night! He got there and she had not arrived yet. A few minutes later, he heard her sweet voice singing. His heart started to race, his hands trembled and sweating. She walked closer and she looked like an angel.
"Hi," she spoke.
"Hi," the mystery man said. "I have something to tell you..." he paused; he felt like running away and hiding under a rock and never coming out. "I've admired you for always and I know ... I love you and need ..."
"Who are you?" she asked calmly. She had a feeling she knew who it was but had to be sure it was him.
"I can't say until after. I love you Lily Evans... I've loved you for the longest time and have just worked up the courage to tell you," he said softly, looking into her gorgeous green eyes; he rested his hand upon her cheek. Although she couldn't see who he was his voice was very captivating.
"Who are you, mystery man?" she asked, grinning. He grinned.
"I just want to know, if you feel the same way about me." He wasn't sure how he was going to tell her who he was. His father, a supporter of Voldemort, wanted his son to be a Death Eater. He thought of what his father may do to him is he ever found out his son was dating a Mudblood. When I become a father, I will not care who my son dates.
"Tell me who you are and I shall tell you, what I feel," she spoke softly, putting her hand on his shoulders. "If this is that young man, in Slytherin, I too love you if not then I don't feel anything for you." His eyes widened and he slowly took off his hood. There stood the love of his life, telling him, she loved him too. It was too good to be true. Her face widened as his hood came off. She saw the man she loved. It was none other then the 'heart throb' of the school... Lucius Malfoy. He embraced her in a kiss and had never felt so warm in her touch.
Lily and Lucius dated happily for 6 months before trouble started to happen. James Potter. Now the new 'heart throb' of Hogwarts, he had, over the summer months, gotten to be more handsome. What made it worse was, he and Lily were Head Boy and Head Girl together. Lucius knew her eyes were on James and suspected something was going on. Lily, had not been talking to him and was ignoring him. Everytime their eyes would meet, she would turn away in disgust; he didn't know whether it was aimed at him or if it was aimed at herself. He decided to confront her.
"Look, Lily. I want to know what's going on. Why have you been ignoring me and giving me those looks?" He went to wipe the single tear running down her soft skin, but she quickly moved and stared outside the window behind him.
"Lucius ... I don't know how to say this ... I'm so sorry ... but I'm pregnant ... with James Potter's child."
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A/N: Bonjour Tout le Monde! Chapter 9 is up! :D Sorry it took me soooo long to get the chapter out!! I had a writers block! My beta reader gave me the GREATEST idea for this chapter! Hope you like! Thanks! I hope y'all enjoy this chapter and aren't expecting what happens to happen! Read and Review!! Please Note: Anything in between the ## signs means it's a flashback!
Chapter 9: Shattered Dreams
The teachers, Draco and Harry spent two long and exhausting weeks looking for Hermione; yet, there was still no sign of her.
"AHHHHHH," screamed Draco as he punched the common room wall. He had new hate towards the world. It seemed as though everything was going wrong for him. It was that feeling of loneliness; it was something that he hadn't felt in a long time. Ever since Hermione Granger came along, he hasn't felt lonely or unwanted. He had never told Hermione this but when he meet her, he came alive. He finally learned to love. Sure, Draco Malfoy, had girlfriends, but not many of them made him feel wanted and special, when he was down or feeling vindictive. But then, the most unlikely girl, comes along and changes his perspective on life. He never knew that someone could mean so much to him and that the same person would love him ... love him back the way he loved her. He missed her breathless beauty. He was always swept away by her love; now he felt his life was over ... over without her. "Where the hell did my father take her? Huh, Harry? We've searched every cave. NO WHERE!" he bellowed, banging his fist on the wall.
"Draco, there's no use in hitting the wall and screaming," he paused, "it's not gonna bring Hermione back any faster," Harry said highly imitated, flopping onto the couch lazily.
"DO YOU NOT THINK I KNOW THAT HARRY?" Draco snapped, turning towards him. "When you love someone the way I love Hermione, and that special person is missing, come talk to me then." He stormed up to his room. He couldn't live his life like this any longer.
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I stared up at the ceiling not recognizing where I was. I don't recall what happened that night and I don't know what day it is. I'm scared for my life. I started to move and pain shot through my body. I then heard that chilling voice... not the warm voice I was used to hearing ... the one and only love in my life... Draco Malfoy. He and his father are nothing alike. I would have said otherwise at the beginning of the year, but he changed. He had told me of all the times his father would beat him. And now, his father was doing that to me. What the hell is wrong with Lucius Malfoy? He's a sick man ... sick.
There was a flashing light and I got a slight glimpse of my arm. There were bruises and cuts all over. I was terrified to look at the rest of my body. I was lying in a little bit of blood. It was a horrifying sight. It made me sick to my stomach.
I had no idea I would miss Draco this much. I want Draco to know that I love him with all my heart and I wish I was where he is. He was there to shelter my pain and comfort me when I was down. He is my sunshine on a cloudy day. I wonder if he knows where I'am? I want to feel him near and to breath him in again. I want to see his handsome face and those blue-grey eyes stare at me. I want to wake up beside him. What I wouldn't do to be in his arms again! Everytime I think about him, I get a warm and fuzzy feeling inside. He's whats keeping me alive day after day.
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Draco sat on his window sill, watching the snow gracefully fall on the Quidditch field. He continued to think about Hermione. The only one who truly cared about him. He wondered when they would see each other again and when they would be holding each other. The last month had been hard. He couldn't imagine how hard it has been for her. He needed her and he hoped she needed him too.
The sun began to set. Draco still stared out the window. The snow thickening and the days of Hermione's departure getting bigger. He wondered why his father did this to him. Why he had taken his life away. It was all a mystery.
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"Why am I doing this? Why does he love her? She's a beautiful Mudblood," the man questioned, himself. He stared at the girl... bruised, cut, bleeding and worn down to nearly nothing. It was scary to think that, if the girl stayed any longer, she may perish into nothing,
"And to take that beautiful girl away from your son, what kind of father would you be?" said the voice inside his head. "Your love was taken away. Why take her away from him if he has it? Stop holding on to the past and get on with your life and let your son live his with her. You don't want that for him, do you?"
"NO! I don't want that for him! But the girl I loved got taken away and I still love her. I don't want him to hurt the way I was hurt, by a Mudblood," Lucius Malfoy boomed.
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There she was, that beautiful creature walking down the hall. Talking to her many friends. He had watched her for so many years and thought, this is the year I tell her how I feel. It wasn't going to be easy. Every guy liked her. And she was, afterall, in Gryffindor and he in Slytherin. He would tell her tonight. Noone would stop him. He didn't care what people thought. He wrote her a letter:
Ms. Evans,
Please meet me by the lake at 8:00 tonight.
Your Secret Admirer
That looked good and he sent it to her. He saw her open the letter and blush. Her friends laughed and told her who they thought it was. He prepared what to say to her. It has been along time since he had told a girl that he liked her.
Potions went by with the boring old Professor talking about cursing potions. Charms went by and it was now dinner. He decided to skip dinner and pick out what he was to wear. He decided to be mysterious and wore his black cloak. His hood on his head... he left the Slytherin common room.
It was a cold night when he stepped out. It was a beautiful though. He couldn't have picked a better night! He got there and she had not arrived yet. A few minutes later, he heard her sweet voice singing. His heart started to race, his hands trembled and sweating. She walked closer and she looked like an angel.
"Hi," she spoke.
"Hi," the mystery man said. "I have something to tell you..." he paused; he felt like running away and hiding under a rock and never coming out. "I've admired you for always and I know ... I love you and need ..."
"Who are you?" she asked calmly. She had a feeling she knew who it was but had to be sure it was him.
"I can't say until after. I love you Lily Evans... I've loved you for the longest time and have just worked up the courage to tell you," he said softly, looking into her gorgeous green eyes; he rested his hand upon her cheek. Although she couldn't see who he was his voice was very captivating.
"Who are you, mystery man?" she asked, grinning. He grinned.
"I just want to know, if you feel the same way about me." He wasn't sure how he was going to tell her who he was. His father, a supporter of Voldemort, wanted his son to be a Death Eater. He thought of what his father may do to him is he ever found out his son was dating a Mudblood. When I become a father, I will not care who my son dates.
"Tell me who you are and I shall tell you, what I feel," she spoke softly, putting her hand on his shoulders. "If this is that young man, in Slytherin, I too love you if not then I don't feel anything for you." His eyes widened and he slowly took off his hood. There stood the love of his life, telling him, she loved him too. It was too good to be true. Her face widened as his hood came off. She saw the man she loved. It was none other then the 'heart throb' of the school... Lucius Malfoy. He embraced her in a kiss and had never felt so warm in her touch.
Lily and Lucius dated happily for 6 months before trouble started to happen. James Potter. Now the new 'heart throb' of Hogwarts, he had, over the summer months, gotten to be more handsome. What made it worse was, he and Lily were Head Boy and Head Girl together. Lucius knew her eyes were on James and suspected something was going on. Lily, had not been talking to him and was ignoring him. Everytime their eyes would meet, she would turn away in disgust; he didn't know whether it was aimed at him or if it was aimed at herself. He decided to confront her.
"Look, Lily. I want to know what's going on. Why have you been ignoring me and giving me those looks?" He went to wipe the single tear running down her soft skin, but she quickly moved and stared outside the window behind him.
"Lucius ... I don't know how to say this ... I'm so sorry ... but I'm pregnant ... with James Potter's child."
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