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It was around dawn when I went back to my dorm. I was surprised to see that Marz was awake. As I walked passed her she gave me a sympathetic look. I don't know if she knows about my book but she could tell that I was up all night.
'Marz can you and I switch rooms but like not tell anyone? Please I can't go back to my room.' I stared at Marz with what I hoped was pleading eyes. It must have worked because next I know she said.
'Hermione I know what happened Tean told me I figured that you would ask me that so I already had your things moved to my room and mine to yours.' Marz stated not even looking up from her book.
One thing few people knew or cared to know is that Marz and I share a connection that allows us to understand great amounts of pain that's how I know something happened last year that scared Marz shitless. Most people knew about the connection between Fred and George but theirs was manly based on pranks.
I don't know what made me do it but next thing I was running at Marz. I wasn't going to attack her I just wanted to throw my arms around her and thank her but the look on the her face made me stop. I could also tell that she was scared of something.
'Marz will you tell me what happened last year?' I don't know what made me ask because I knew whatever it was it still scared her.
'I-I can't b-but if you look in my book the s-story is in there. And Hermes I'm s-sorry about your book.' I was shocked because like me Marz didn't let anyone read her book. She would say that it was hers and it had things that others shouldn't know.
I walked into what used to be my room to see that Marz was right it was all her stuff. Marz had a way of setting up her room so it looked just like mine or I set mine so it looked like hers. Either way it was the same. Her book was stored in a small box in the top right hand draw of her dresser.
The box was just big enough for the book. On the top of the box was her name in the center of a huge flower. The flower itself was a bright red color that ever so often in the sun light looked like it was made of flames.
I remember the day that I made the box for her. We were both board out of our minds and our parents were meeting with some high people about some crap. Marz and I were home alone with the servants. We tried to call others to come over but they all had plans.
It was Marz that came up with the idea to make boxes for our books. It however was my idea to make each other's box. I drew a flower because she always loved them and she told me that I represented rebirth and that was one of the most important things in the world.
The petals were done so that they looked like they were on fire because she always had a freaky fascination with fire. She told me also at one time that fire like flowers meant rebirth.
The box she made me was much different to the one I made her. On the top is a drawing of a heart with my name in the center the heart has two horns on the top of, above the horns is a halo. Also through the heart is an arrow.
On the sides of my box were pictures of cauldrons, wands, brooms, and a picture of the god's messenger Hermes. Marz wasn't as good of a drawer as I was so it didn't look overly well but it was the second most cherished possession I have because it's the only thing I have that Marz made for me.
It is hard to think that my book is gone and Marz's is still here. I don't envy her I just wanted mine back. It wasn't even my fault that it's gone and won't come back. I don't know how or when it happened I just know that I fell down crying.
It was sometime later that Marz found me crying on the floor of her room. I knew that she could tell that I hadn't read her book yet because I haven't even taken out her box. Truth is known I haven't even opened her drawer.
I could look but not now when I was still hurting from the loss of my book. It would be like it was there to tease me. In my mind I kept cursing Ron and Harry for what they did to my book. They did just because they didn't like a few pictures in it. What kind of friends would do that?
'Hermes we have classes in an hour. Go shower and change clothes. ' I knew Marz wanted me to really take the day off of classes but she wouldn't say it because she knew I wouldn't like the idea.
Marz however was right I needed a shower and to change. I didn't think it would be okay if I showed up to classes in the same clothing as I wore yesterday.
Draco's P.O.V
I was shocked when Hermione suddenly ran out of my room. At first I didn't process her words so I thought it was because of her uncle that she ran. It was about ten minutes after she left that I realized what it was that she said.
Another thing that shocked me was the fact that she said my name naturally. I know I asked her to call me by my name a few days ago I didn't think it wouldn't take her so long to get used to saying it and not Malfoy.
Ten minutes after I realized what the hell was going on I noticed my ring was glowing. Like Hermione I had one of three rings that was connected to the Dark Lord. The third and final ring would soon go to Marz but there was no way anyone other then the Dark Lord and myself knew that.
Immediately I activated my ring. I wouldn't waist any time to get to the Dark Lord because it could be the last thing I ever do. If there was anything I wasn't ready to do it was to die. There are many things I want to do yet.
The first thing I noticed when I landed in the large black room was that there was no one other then the Dark Lord himself. It is odd for him to be left alone even for a moment. I knew I was either in deep shit or I did something really good. I hoped it wasn't that I was in deep shit.
'As we speak Hermione is ignoring her two so called best friends which I happen to know she disowned. Your job is to make sure she doesn't become best friends with them again. I also want you to find out if anyone bothers her.
'As of the moment you brought her here to me you made yourself her guardian. Nothing and I repeat nothing will happen to her or you will be killed. I care not one nanosecond if you are my heir or not I will kill you slowly and painfully. Understood?'
This was not what I had in mind when I brought Hermione here. What the hell was I thinking or was I at all? 'Of course my lord.'
I couldn't turn him down no matter how much I wanted to. But did I want to? I found that no matter now much I wanted to say no there was an equal part that wanted me to say yes. It was that part that scared me. And that is saying a lot because Malfoy's don't ever get scared. It was a rule all Malfoys lived by.
I talked with the Dark Lord for hours before he would let me go back to the school. By the time that I got there it was few hours until sunrise. I changed into my bed clothing, which was only a pair of black silk boxers.
I fell asleep instantly. It wasn't the loud noise that woke me up but the dream I had. It was about Hermione but that wasn't what woke me. We were in ancient Egypt we were even dressed in their clothing still that wasn't what woke me. She was telling me that she needed my help with something but then suddenly she started kissing me. It wasn't just kissing but she was stripping herself and me.
And with the Egyptian clothing there was no need for her to break the kiss. When she had gotten both of our clothes off she began running feather like kisses down my chest. She kept going lower and lower without any fear. She stopped at my belly button and I thought that she realized what she was doing and was going to stop but she didn't she started to lick the inside of belly button before she continued her feather like kisses downwards.
When she reached my erect manhood she looked up at me and gave me my smirk before fully taking me into her mouth. That's when I woke up.
Not only did the dream startle me but also so did the reaction my body had to it. I was hard and ready for some sex I however had the feeling that only Hermione could have given me the relief I seek. I f I asked her she would probably have me killed as would her uncle. So I was left to do it myself.
Calmly I reached down and released my throbbing manhood from my boxers and began to jack off thinking of that strange dream. If it were the dream that set me off it would be the dream that would finish the job. At least that's what I made myself think. I don't know how much was the dream or how much was Hermione.
After that I couldn't go back to sleep. I don't know if that is a good thing or not. I went over to a little desk that was set up in my room and began to write in my journal. No one knew that I have one. That is the way I like it because it means no one will want to read it.
I wrote about the dream and my body's reaction to it. I also wrote about my confused state of mind when it comes to Hermione. There was nothing stopping me the words just flew from my mind to the paper.
After writing page after page the stupid wake up call went off. I was beginning to hate that thing. Then again I also understand the point in it. After why have late students to class if you can wake them all up at once?
Before the second bell went off ten minutes later I was dressed and ready to go.
Classes today were no how I would have liked. I could only think of what the dark lost told me, and how I felt about it.
Many times through out the day I would look up and see either Hermione or her sister Marz. Whenever I saw Hermione I would think of the dream I had last night.
If people didn't look at Hermione closely they wouldn't have noticed the dark circles under her eyes. I had the feeling that she didn't sleep much or at all last night. Ever so often I would see her yawn only proving that she didn't get enough sleep.
The only ones other then me that noticed this were Marz, her five friends, and Blaise. I wasn't shocked that pothead and weasel didn't notice. That in its own right is vary fucked up seeing as they have been her friends for sic years.
This and what they dud last night proves that they just used her. After all how can you be best fucking friends with someone for six years then suddenly hate each other? Hermione didn't hate them that I noticed she was hurt that they could do the things that they did to her.
The only real friend that I have in Slytherin is Blaise and everyone in our house knows. Crabbe and Goyle are demented but they know that they only hang out with me because they are good at getting my point across to others. The only people that I don't let them touch are pothead and his two friends because they are mine to deal with.
They are so predictable that after a while it would get boring. The first and only real shock was in third year when Hermione slapped me. That is the only thing that I can remember that I didn't expect.
I guess that I'm surprised that they would hurt her like this. She didn't need it with her sister acting odd and learning about her true parentage. That was something that I expected her to take harder then she did.
She however wasn't doing well in class. She kept yawning and once or twice fell asleep only to be woken up by Marz. I am glad that Marz was here and willing to take care of her sister.
Most people now can't stand their siblings. Blaise for instance can't stand his older brother or his younger sister. I like Blaise can't stand my younger twin brothers, Kaylan and Taylan.
If there was anyone that had a colder heart then the Dark Lord it had to be the twins. They believe that if you don't give them what they want even something as stupid as a piece of parchment that you deserve to die no questions asked. And they don't just think that you need to die they will try to act on it. That is cold.
If anything Marz was trying to help rather then to harm her sister. Even though Marz feared our kind she is willing to ignore that to help her family. I find that odd because it is something that isn't seen often.
Last class of the day was the most interesting. The new teacher was going on about ancient Egypt only this time Hermione didn't ask any questions. The teacher would look at Hermione once in a while like she was pleading with Hermione to ask a question.
I don't think anyone really knows not even Hermione herself what is really wrong. Many things changed last night and she doesn't know what all of them are and that's why she didn't sleep at all last night, even now she doesn't know what they all are.
A person only has to look at her to realize the truth to a point. I only know her from all the years I've tormented her and her friends.
There are many things I learned from watching her over the years not that I would mention it out loud. Okay if I did say it out loud it was with the excuse I want to find new things to tease her about truth was even then I liked watching her.
I'm still scared to admit to myself that I may want to be more then friends with her. If anyone knew I even had these thoughts my life would be over because someone would tell the Dark Lord. He would kill me for thinking about his niece in anyway other then the best way to protect her.
When class was over I was glad to see Marz rush Hermione out of the room because Marz would make sure Hermione got some sleep before the dance and maybe even before dinner. Well I could only hope I would have to hate to tell the Dark Lord why his niece couldn't even stay awake for a dance.
It was moved from the other night to tonight so it wouldn't interfere with classes the next day. To me this made more sense then having it in the middle of the week. I think that it was Hermione's idea not like that is surprising.
Sometime muggles made no sense to me but I'm begging to learn. It's not easy and I don't like it but I'm learning and we all know that is why Dumbledore brought us here. I of course would never tell him what I learned.
Another reason why the dance was moved was so they could hire a live band. No one would say what band it was but who cares right? As long as it plays good music it's a good band even if it's a muggle band.
Off topic now every time I see Blaise I want to laugh. He follows Marz like a lost puppy. I have yet to see him smile since Marz broke up with him. When we first came here I would have been happy with the break up because I thought Marz was below us. Now I know she is above us in many ways.
One of those ways is because of her uncle the other is because she is one of those rare good people like those that you read about in books. Most people do something only if they get something out of it. I have yet to see Marz ask for anything when she helps people. I've watched her help students with things and refuse any gift they wanted to give her. The first day here when she wanted to help Hermione I learned later that the skull that she was using she hated but was willing to use it to help someone and I also learned that she would have used it to help another student as well.
If there was anyone as far away from Voldermort and the twins it had to be Dumbledore and Marz. They gave without thought of what they would get in return.
It still takes me sometime to realize that those types of people exist. Sure I've known Dumbledore for years but he is much older and missing more brain cells then a seventeen-year-old girl.
When I saw Hermione at dinner tonight she looked haunted. She kind of reminded me of those people A.K.A muggles that don't sleep because of something keeping them up at night like ghosts. I knew that what ever was keeping Hermione up it had something to do with her two former best friends and not her uncle.
During dinner Hermione kept dozing off but would wake up just before she would hit her plate of food. I could see Marz and a few others telling Hermione to get some sleep before the dance.
If I had my way she wouldn't be going at all but sleeping instead because that is what she really needs. She was only going I learned later from Marz because her parents were going to be there.
I also learned later that Marz also doesn't want Hermione to go because of the sleep she needs. Marz even tried talking Hermione out of it but there was no way to change Hermione's mind once it was set.
'For once I don't think I agree with you Draco.' Blaise said as he came up beside me after dinner.
'What is it that you don't agree with me on?' There were many things that Blaise and I talk about that her might not agree with me on.
'One word Draco loyalties.' Blaise stated before walking off. What he meant by that I had no idea.
Hermione's P.O.V
I don't know why I agreed to Marz's idea to get some sleep before the dance. I was so tired that I didn't know if I would wake up in time to actually go, let alone be dressed nicely not that I have a date.
'One word Draco loyalties.' I heard someone say as I rounded the corner of the dinning room. I didn't see who said it because they must have walked away but I did see Draco standing there looking confused.
I was just going to walk on by before he noticed I was there at all. To bad I was walking too slowly and he saw me. I did stop when her called my name but all I wanted to do was keep on walking to my bed so I could sleep.
'Hermione, I was wondering, would you like to go to the dance with me?' I found it a little funny but I didn't laugh, that Draco mister out spoken couldn't even look me in the face as he asked me to the dance. The whole time he stared at his feet like he was scared I would say no.
It was times like this that I hated my parent's rules. They have no problems with me going places with friends they just hate the idea of me dating even if they've known the boy for years.
'Draco, I would love to but my parents won't allow me to. I would however love to hang out with you there.' I nearly laughed when I told Draco the news because if possible his head sank even lower when I said no but then rose when I said we could hang out.
I didn't stay after that I was way too tired to stay long on my feet. I don't even remember the walk back to my room. I think by that time I was in autopilot.
I do however remember walking into my old room to see all of Marz's stuff. After a moment I remembered the break in and that Marz and I switched rooms. Honestly it was Marz that switched the rooms but I wanted it as well.
Once I got to my new room I went straight to bed. I was asleep before my head hit the pillows. I felt like was only asleep for a few minutes before Day was yelling at me to get up and that the dance was in an hour.
Day was being his usual idiotic self and wouldn't leave me alone to get changed. After half and hour Marz ended up yelling at him to get out. I don't know how she does it but she can tell when someone needs her.
Once they both left my room I ran to the dresser to find the perfect outfit. It took me ten minute and one huge mess later before I decided on as outfit. It was matching pants and tee shirt. They were both black but what really made id a set was the red dragon. From the bottom of my left leg, around my back, and ending with its head on my right shoulder. The dragon actually looked like it was sleeping and using my shoulder as a pillow.
Quickly I threw my hair into a messy bun but I left some down to frame my face. After I did my hair it was time for my makeup. I outlined my eyes in black but instead of my usual black eye shadow I decided to use red. I didn't use any blush but I did apply a coat of clear lip-gloss to my lips.
After that I went out to the common room to wait for Marz just like I used to. I wouldn't have been surprised if she had already left but she didn't she was waiting for me in the common room.
Marz was wearing a floor length black skirt that was silt up to the knees on both sides and a purple tank top. The tank top had a huge light purple rose and many smaller ones around it. She had her hair up in a single ponytail with some down also to frame her face. She had no makeup on other then purple eye shadow and clear lip-gloss. Unlike me Marz didn't need makeup.
We walked to the stage area in silence. All the dances were held here unless it is too cold. Even if it rained we held it out here but we would have tarps up to keep us all dry.
Marz quickly left my side and went up to the stage because she was with the band. So for five minutes I was saying hello to different student and staff members that I saw as I walked along the outside of the dancing area.
It was after those five minutes that the band began to play and that in the middle of the dance floor I saw the scariest sight I have even seen in my whole life.
AN: sorry its taken me so long to update I've just spent the last three weeks in the USA with a really crappy computer I did however think of you all and wrote out all of this chapter in my notebook. Thank you to all of my loyal reviewers that keep on coming back you know I love you. Well not the way that I love Kyle who I scared the crap out of on Tuesday when I showed up at his school but I do love you all! To new readers I hope you liked it and are willing to review!!