Chapter Five: Escaping and Dementors
Hermione rose her hands in front of her to feel around, but it was utterly black. No surprise there. She heard the door close behind her and she jumped in fright. It was quiet and creepy. "Hello?" She whispered, and took a step forward. "Hello?" She repeated a tiny bit louder. There was no answer. She moved forward and walked slowly, feeling around with her hands and feet so that she didn't crash or trip over anything. Every moment she felt around built her suspense. Suddenly, her hand felt something soft, like skin. Her hands moved over it and it felt like a face to her.
Torches on the walls abruptly lit up by themselves. One by one, all around the room. She stumbled backwards in fear and looked up at what she had touched. Her scream was loud and could be heard everywhere in the world. It was Draco! He stood still, and completely erect. And his eyes… They were open, but blank. He wasn't blinking! Now that she thought of it, he wasn't even breathing! She slowly edged toward him and moved her hand in front of his face. "Hello?"
He didn't blink and she walked backwards to study him. Was it possible that this was just a statue? She backed into something warm. Reaching behind her, she felt someone's chest and turned slowly. As she started to scream, Hermione's mouth was clapped shut with a fierce hand. She found that it was the same cloaked person that had tried to kidnap her at the Malfoy Manor. Questions poured into her mind and she tried to ask them, but her voice was muted.
She pried his hand away from her mouth and demanded, "Who are you?" The man lowered his head so that his lips were almost touched her left ear. "Do you really want to know who I am?" He whispered almost seductively. Hermione shuddered and decided that she might not want to know after all. "Uh…" Before she could answer him, he pulled off his hood and smirked at her. "Blaise Zabini?" Hermione gaped at the man. She hadn't seen him since Hogwarts and he was just as dashing as Draco.
Blaise laughed at her reaction and stared at her with a certain lust in his eyes. He leaned forward again and breathed against her neck, trailing light kisses along her neck . His hands found their way down to her lower back and Hermione pushed him away. "What do you think you're doing?" She said angrily, glaring at him. "Ever since Draco told me that he bought you and how you looked now, I've been longing to see for myself." He wrapped her in his arms and crushed her lips with his own. She wriggled out of his grasp although she had to admit that he was a pretty good kisser. "Get away from me!" She whined and tried the door that she had come in from. It was locked.
"Help!" Hermione started pounding on the door. "Someone help!" She felt a strong hand pull her away from the door. "Shut up, Granger. No one's coming. You little Weasel friend is lost in the dungeons, Draco's been frozen over there," He gestured to the figure at the end of the room. "And who else would help you?" He smiled kindly at her and gently held her hands in his. "Come on, Granger. Let's just enjoy each other's company." He leaned in the kiss her again, but a second later, he was knocked to the ground.
Draco was on top of him, punching his guts out. Blaise's face was badly bruised, his lip and nose was bleeding, and he had a black eye. Hermione gasped and watched as he was beat. When Draco finally got off of him, Blaise ran (or more like limped) to the door, and crashed straight through it.
"Draco!" Hermione embraced his neck and pecked him on a cheek, unaware of what she was doing to her supposed enemy. He looked totally flabbergasted. "How did you get here? I thought you were frozen?" She looked over his shoulder and the figure was still there. It was a statue. A sudden memory popped into her head. "What happened to Parkinson?" She slapped him hard for being engaged to the bratty, brainless girl.
"Wha--?" He looked even more startled and even a little hurt now. "What about Pansy?" He raised his hand to his cheek where she had slapped him. "That hurt." It was starting to get red now. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHAT ABOUT PANSY? YOU WERE ENGAGED TO HER!" Hermione burst completely and glowered at him. "I was engaged to Pansy? Oh, god." He rolled his eyes. "I was under the Imperius curse. They made me to do it!" He glared straight back at her. "And you expect me to believe that?" She sighed and looked away. "It really hurt when she said that you two were going to get married. I thought— I wanted—" She shrugged. "Nevermind. Let's just get out of here, okay?"
The blonde-haired man raised his eyebrows and stared at her. "It hurt you?" He studied her carefully and took her chin into his hands, raising it so that she was forced to look at him. "Yes." She reluctantly replied, and prepared for a rude remark or punch or something like that. "Oh." He said and dropped his hands, suddenly becoming pale. "Let's just, erm, go." He led the way out the door and Hermione just followed him. For some reason, Draco seemed to know his way around the place. "This way." They passed through several corridors, doors, rooms, and finally reached a door that led outside. There was a small window on the top and one could peer through to see who was approaching. Hermione, glad to be free, thrust open the door and took in the fresh air. "Free at last." She inhaled deeply.
"Not yet, we aren't." Draco pointed and she followed what he was pointing at. There were a bunch of hooded dementors in the yard, gliding about. They turned to stare at the pair of newcomers and started floating toward the two. More followed and they started to surround Draco and Hermione. Draco pushed Hermione behind him and brought out his wand. "Expecto Patronum!" A patronum in the shape of a dragon came out of his wand and let he dementors feed on it. "Run!" He shouted and Hermione made her way around the edge of the crowd with Draco following close behind. Soon, they had entered a dense forest that reminded them of the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts. Looking behind them, Hermione was relieved that the dementors were not following them any longer.
"Wow. What was that?" Hermione gazed up at Draco. "What was what?" He answered, knowing very well what. "You were acting all protective and stuff." She grinned smugly, making him feel uncomfortable. "Oh, that. Just instinct." He said lamely and shrugged. "Don't expect it again." Scowling at her, he moved away from her. She raised an eyebrow and jogged to catch up with his quick pace. "So where are we going?"
Draco glanced at her for a mere moment. "Why do you want to know?" It was mostly a rhetorical question, but Hermione replied anyway. "Because." She decided that he wouldn't tell her so she got lost in her own thoughts, wondering why Draco had shoved her behind him when the dementors approached them. Soon, she had no idea where she was going and wandered straight into a cave. "Granger!" She heard Draco call her name and she was snapped out of her trance. A big, three-headed dog stood in front of her, snarling and slobbering all over her. It looked exactly like Fluffy, but white. Hermione eyes grew wide and she whimpered. She automatically felt around in her pockets for her wand, but when she grasped it, she remembered that it wouldn't work.
Author's Note: Ooh! Cliffe! XDD Sorry I couldn't update earlier, I was busy. Wednesday I went with my friends for most of the day, forgot what I did on Thursday and Friday, Saturday I had morning swim workout and spent the day with my friend, and today I spent the day with my friend. (I also bought the sixth HP book today and it's actually a little boring the beginning. I'm not even 1/3 through with it. xD) It was pretty fun, but I bet you're all happy that I'm finally updating. Yay! DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!