But I'm so excited about writing and continuing this story again that I'm working extra hard to try and get you these last two chapters. Hope you all enjoy it. Please r&r and let me know what you think. Remember that your opinions are really important and greatly appreciated.
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Chapter Fourteen
Revelation
"Hermione. Wait." Ginny called after Hermione again. Hermione continued to run down to the field. She finally reached her destination, trying to catch her breath as she stared down at Draco's motionless body.
Ginny finally caught up to Hermione. She panted hard as she stopped next to her. They both stared down in disbelief.
"Is he?" Hermione started. "Is he going to be ok?" she looked at Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape. "He is going to be ok? Isn't he?"
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"This is so bloody convenient, isn't it?" Hermione shouted angrily. She sat back down in the arm chair in Gryffindor tower, resting her head in her heads.
Ginny looked away, not know what to say.
It was the two of them sitting alone, awkward silence from Ginny as Hermione ranted on. "I mean. Why did this have to happen? AGAIN!"
Ginny looked back up at her but still remained silent as she sat on the couch. "I thought by me breaking up with Draco...would stop everything but if that were true. Then why is everything still happening?"
She looked up, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"It'll be ok, Hermione. I'm sure of it." Ginny finally said.
"Will it?" Hermione replied softly. "Because it seems like no matter what I do. It's not good enough. Pansy's going to win. She'll get what she wants and everything is destined to be how it was in the end"
Just then the portrait hole swung open and in came Harry and Ron.
"Just think." They heard Harry saying. "If Malfoy wasn't playing so dirty… that could have been me. Oh hey, Hermione---Ginny…." His voice trailed off as he turned his gaze from Ron over to the middle of the common room.
"Hermione. Are you crying?" Harry suddenly said.
"No." Hermione lied.
He looked at her oddly as he took a seat on the couch next to Ginny. Ron on the other hand plopped down into the arm chair across from Hermione.
"So what did you need to talk to me about, Mione?" Harry asked.
"Umm...right." Hermione started. "Well, before. I was saying that…" Her voice trailed off. She bit her lower lip, feeling slightly awkward. "Well. I get visions." Ginny made a worried face, wondering how Ron and Harry would take that.
"HUH?" Ron let out, a confused expression spread across his face.
"Right." Harry said, remembering Hermione had told him. "Go on."
"But it's more complicated then that." Hermione picked up again. "Draco and I----"
"Malfoy?" Ron cut off Hermione. "What does he have to do with anything?"
"Quiet, Ron." Harry demanded.
"----We were reborn." Hermione finally let out her sentence.
"What the blood hell----" Ron replied to Hermione's comment. Harry made a confused face as well.
"That's what I didn't understand before." He told Hermione.
"It's really complicated." Hermione began again. "Long ago. Draco played this really horrible trick on me…to get me to fall for him. And it work."
"How convenient." Ron said.
"Little did he know that he would soon fall in love with me for real." She continued, trying to make a long story short. "Pansy got jealous and started coming up with all these plans but they kept backfiring."
Hermione took a pause.
"Until one final attempt to bid rid of our love took place one night." She whispered. Harry listened intently, Ginny stared straight at Hermione knowing how hard it was for Hermione to even go on but Ron on the other hand rolled his eyes at the thought that Hermione and Draco were actually in love.
"I've tired everything to change it…but it seems like history is due to repeat itself once more."
"Wait." Ron stopped her. "You mean to tell me…that this happened once…and now it's happening again?"
"Yes." Hermione answered simply. "Anyway. What I was saying before about Blaise being you----"
"I'LL KILL THAT BASTARD!" Ron jumped up.
"Ron---" Harry started.
"No." He said in protest. "Look at what he has done…the slimy git."
"Ron---" Hermione called out.
"NO! I'm not just going to let him get away with this, Hermione. Look at what he's done. I always new he couldn't be trusted. This is just like him. He's the reason you both died. I'm not going to just sit here and let that dirtbag do it again-----"
"RON!" Hermione screamed to shut him up as she jumped up as well. "Would you stop. I'm seven-teen years old. I can make my own decisions without someone telling me what to do or how to do it. So, just back off."
"Yeah, and look where that got you, Hermione." Ron shot back. "He was fucking with you back then…and he did it again now that you were reborn. What he bloody hell makes you think he's not still fucking with you? How do you know he really loves you? You don't. He could be in on it with Pansy." Ron shouted. "Did you ever think about that, Hermione?"
"Knock it off, Ron." Ginny said.
"No." Ron said flat out, turning his gaze toward Ginny. "She's got to realize what's happening." He glanced back over to Hermione. "The only reason why it's happening again is because you let it happen. I told you that he was a bloody git and not to trust a word he said. But did you listen? No. And look where it got you."
"That's not fair, Ron." Hermione whispered, tears in her eyes.
"But it's the truth." Ron answered.
"Seriously, Ron. Come off it." Harry said, seeing the hurt in Hermione's eyes. Ron glared at Hermione with disgust, ignoring Harry completely. "I can't believe you are prepared to sit here and tell me you love him."
"I do love him." Hermione shouted. "So what? Does it honestly matter to you that damn much?"
"Does it matter?" Ron repeated. "Does it matter? Yes it matters, Hermione. After all the times I have spent defended you against him. How can you tell me you love him? He's nothing more then a lying prat."
Hermione sneered at Ron. "YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HIM. There is no one here that knows him like I know him. So how can you just sit there and just judge him like that?" Hermione screamed back. "Okay, so he may come off as a prat sometimes but I know deep down inside there's something more to him then that. He's not all cold inside. Deep down inside he's a loving caring person. And sure, he may have his share of problems just like the rest of us, and sure that's maybe why he's such a jerk sometimes, but he's trying to over come his problems and his coldness toward people." she took a short pause, "Maybe if you would stop ridiculing him all the time, you could see that and if you can't, then I guess the only prat here is YOU." With that, Hermione turned on her heal and left, slamming the portrait hole shut behind her.
Harry stared down at the floor. Ginny shook her head at Ron.
"What now?" He said watching her shake her head.
"You are such a dick. You know that?" She got up quickly and ran up the stairs to the girl's dormitory. Harry looked up at the sound of the door slamming.
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"Don't let him get to you, Hermione." Draco said, lying in his hospital bed. "He's just being a jerk."
Hermione smiled. "Yeah you're right. I just can't believe him."
"I don't blame him actually." Draco admitted, taking Hermione's hand in his. Hermione made a face at his comment as she sat next to him on the edge of his bed. "I mean, he's just concerned about you, is all."
"Yeah I guess. But I'm really glad you're ok." She gave him another smile as he continued to hold her hand.
"Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere…not yet." He returned her smile. "At least not until that special night." He laughed. Hermione didn't smile back this time.
"That's not funny, Draco." She looked away.
"Sorry." He replied seriously.
"I'm so scared." Hermione said truthfully. "I thought for sure that us breaking apart would stop everything. But it didn't." She turned her gaze back on Draco. "Everything is still happening."
Draco sat up a little.
"I'm scared just as much as you, Hermione." She looked away again as Draco began to speak. "But I promise I'm not going to let this happen again. I take all of the blame for everything that has happened. It's all my fault. But, Hermione." He grabbed her chin gently to turn her head so that her gaze was once again fixed on him. "I love you and I'm not going to loose you again."
He gently kissed her soft, tender lips.
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It had been at least a few weeks after Draco had gotten out of the hospital wing. Hermione was sitting alone in her bedroom, trying to think when she heard a knock at the portrait hole. However, she didn't feel like getting up at the moment. Whoever that was, was just going have to come back another time.
Just then she could hear Draco answering it.
"What do you want, Pothead?" he answered eyeing Harry.
"I need to talk to Hermione. Is that ok, Malfoy?" he asked, stepping passed Draco before he even had time to answer.
"Harry?" Hermione said from the top of the stairs, leaning over the balcony as she stared down at the two of them.
"Hermione, I need to talk to you." He peered up at her. "Alone." He added, glaring at Draco.
"Yeah. Ok. Come on up."
"I figured I'd try to talk to you again…without Ron around." He added as he ascended up the stairs.
"Right." Hermione smiled weakly. Draco continued to watch the two of them until they both entered Hermione's room, closing the door behind them. He raised an eyebrow and sneered not taking his eyes from the top of the stairs. He let out an evil laugh and headed straight out of the portal. (A/N: hmm what's up with that?)
"So what were you saying about the whole library thing?" Harry asked sitting on Hermione's bed. Hermione paced her bedroom floor as she began to tell Harry everything.
"Well as if it's not already confusing, it's about to become even more confusing." Hermione frowned. "The day I passed out I was outside talking with you----"
"I don't remember---." Harry cut in.
"I know." Hermione replied, continuing to pace back and forth. "That's because it wasn't you. But at the time I couldn't exactly remember that it wasn't you but for some reason I could remember that happening." She went on. "I just couldn't link the two things together. Anyway. You told me you loved me."
"So…" Harry's voice trailed off. "If it wasn't me…then who exactly was it?"
Hermione stopped pacing to face Harry. "Blaise." She answered.
"Blaise?" Harry asked, confused. He continued to sit on Hermione's bed as he stared up at her. Hermione nodded 'yes'.
"It was apart of Pansy's plan." Hermione explained, sitting next to Harry on her bed now. "She had Blaise use the polyjuice potion to transform into you…one… to confuse me and two…this is the part where the library comes in." Hermione continued. "Blaise tried to kiss me just like back then, hoping Draco would see again. Leading into this whole big thing but it backfired yet again." Hermione smiled.
"Is she that desperate?" Harry laughed.
"Apparently." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Hermione?" Harry added seriously.
"Yeah?"
"What are you going to do now?" He looked deep into her eyes as if trying to read them. "I mean. You said that everything you tried to do to stop it….nothing seemed to have worked…not as well as you thought."
Hermione didn't reply.
She looked away, her gaze falling to the floor. Silence fell over them. Harry continued to stare at Hermione with the deepest of concern and sympathy.
"Maybe I shouldn't have----" Harry started.
"No." Hermione finally said. "It's fine."
"To be perfectly honest, Harry." Hermione finally looked up at him again. "I have no idea. I tried everything and nothing worked. It's finally time I have accepted my fate. There is nothing more I can do." She looked away again, her hands resting in her lap as she sat cross-legged on her bed. "I don't have much time left. Everything is closing in and I can feel it."
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Hermione ran down the long corridor. She kept running, her legs growing tired but she couldn't stop. Not now. Not until she finally reached her destination. She had to get there…and fast.
"How long?" a voice said behind her as she kept running. The corridor grew underneath her feet. At this rate she would never reach the end. "How long did you think you could keep this up?"
Hermione turned her head to see who was behind her as she kept running through the never ending hallway. She turned her head back in front of her as she strived to catch her breath. "Did you think you could win?" That menacing voice struck out again. "Did you honestly think you could beat this?" she laughed evil.
Hermione looked back to see who it was as she continued to run but saw nothing. She turned her gaze in front of her again. She kept running. She just had to get down to the Great Hall, had to get outside to the school grounds. Slowing her pace until she came to a complete stop, Hermione turned around one final time but still saw nothing as she continued to stand there, trying to catch her breath.
She let out a small sigh of relief as she turned around once more, hoping to get to those double doors that lead to the Great Hall but quickly gasped as she caught sight of Pansy standing not even an inch away from her face. Pansy had her head tilted downward slightly but continued to stare up at Hermione, not saying a word.
Hermione backed up slowly, feeling a state of dread sinking to the pit of her stomach.
She opened her mouth to speak but no sound what so ever came out. Hermione tried to calm her pounding heart but it was like it was welled up inside, caught within her throat. She tried to turn, to run the other way but it was as if her feet were glued right there to the floor.
Pansy continued to glare up at Hermione. She had a sick and twisted look about her face. "Hermione, Hermione, Hermione." Pansy's voice finally rang out as she began to shake her head in disgust. "You think you would have learned the first time. It didn't quite sink in, did it?" She stuck her hand into the inside pocket of her robes, obviously holding something but didn't dare take it out just yet. "Well you know what that means don't you?"
Hermione didn't answer.
"I guess I'm going to have to make you realize, Hermione, that Draco is not yours. He never was and he never will be. He doesn't love you. He's just in on it for the pure bliss out of it."
Hermione slowly reached into the inside of her robes so that Pansy couldn't see. "You dunno what you're talking about, Pansy. What do you think? That he honestly loves you?"
When Pansy didn't reply, Hermione continued.
"Why would he love you? Think about the way he treats you all the time. He treats you like shit and yet you go running back to him every time." She just barely got out her last sentence before Pansy had cut her off.
"SHUT UP!" she shouted. "He does love me. I'm surprised you didn't get it by now. This whole thing is nothing but fake. He doesn't love you at all, Hermione. All of this was just another plan of his and mine to make your life a living hell. Just like back then."
"Then why are you here?" Hermione whispered, trying to make Pansy see. "If Draco didn't really love me and if this was all a plan…why are you here? Why would you be trying to kill me back then…and again now?"
"I thought I told you to…SHUT UP, GRANGER?" Pansy lashed out again. "You know nothing, fool."
She violently snatched the gun she had been holding in her robes just as Hermione pulled out her wand. (A/N: aren't you getting tired of all this… 'lets shoot Hermione/recapping bits and pieces of the ending to the last story?' lol.)
"Don't try to pull your wand out on me, Granger." Pansy sneered. "It's no good. I can pull this trigger faster than you can shout out a spell." Before Pansy even finished, she was already tightening her finger.
Hermione dropped her wand, making a small thud sound as it came into contact with the stone floor. Everything appeared in slow motion. She let out a scream of panic as the bullet pierced through her skin.
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"AHHHHHHH!" Hermione bolted upward it her bed only to find Pansy sitting on the edge of her bed next to her.
"Surprise!" Pansy laughed. "Bad dream?" she asked, pretending to be sympatric.
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"AHHHHHHHHH!" Hermione let out another scream as she once again bolted upward. She screamed again as she caught sight of Draco sitting on her bed where she had thought Pansy once sat. (Ok I dunno about you…but if I was to wake up to someone sitting on my bed staring at me while I was trying to sleep…that would freak me the fuck out...lol. and as if you couldn't tell…Hermione is awake for real this time. Before with Pansy she was still dreaming...but let me shut up...lol.) She tired to calm her pounding heart as she strived to catch her breath.
"W-what are you doing?" she asked Draco.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." He replied. "I heard you screaming." He looked at her with the deepest of concern.
Hermione closed her eyes and rubbed them.
"Are you alright?" Draco asked, giving her a look of concern.
"Yeah. I'm fine." Hermione insured him. "I just had a nightmare."
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"It's so bizarre." Hermione finished. "I get all these warnings. I change the outcome of things. And yet…."
Her voice trailed off as she stared up at Professor Trelawney. "It's not helping at all. I dunno what to do anymore. I mean what's the point in getting visions anymore? It's a waste really considering I already know what's to come and there's nothing I can do."
Trelawney frowned. "Well there must be away. Some how."
"Maybe we could go to Professor Dumbeldore. We could tell him about Pansy. She'll probably be expelled...won't she?"
"Oh believe me, Hermione." Professor Trelawney started. "I've already tried to talk to Albus. Nothing seems to be getting through though. None of the other teaches believe me. And frankly…neither does Dumbeldore."
Hermione looked shocked.
"What?" she said alarmed. "But Dumbeldore knows everything. He should know you're not just making it up."
"I know deary but I guess it's from all those times I…err…you know… went to him about Harry." Trelawney replied.
"Well what if I went and talked to him?" A wave of panic swept over Hermione. "He would have to believe me right?"
Trelawney didn't answer. Instead she just looked away.
Tears slowly formed in Hermione's eyes as she continued to look up at Professor Trelawney. "I don't want to…die." Hermione whispered.
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"I wish there was some way I could help her." Harry told Ginny as they left the Great Hall. They were on their way back up to Gryffindor tower.
"I know what you mean. But…" Her voice trailed off. "We got to keep thinking of something. Hermione is our friend and I don't want to see her die." She frowned just at the very thought of her friend's body lying on the cold hard Hogwards grounds.
"There's got to be something we can do." Harry replied as he rubbed his head trying to think. Just then he put his arm in front of Ginny so that she couldn't walk any father. "Do you hear that?"
"What?" Ginny asked, not really sure what she was trying to hear.
"Shhhh." Was all Harry let out as he slowly let down his arm. He looked around trying to find out where the source of noise was coming from. "It kind of sounds like Pansy." Harry whispered.
"That's because it is Pansy." Ginny pointed over by one of the class room doors. "Look."
"Oh this will be so good." She was talking to someone…apparently still in the classroom. Harry and Ginny stretched their heads to see just who it was but it was no use. They couldn't see a thing inside.
"And tonight is the night." They heard Pansy continue. She gave an evil and twisted smirk. Ginny and Harry both looked at each other and made worried faces. Pansy continued to talk but was shortly cut off by a dazed and far out look that spread across her face.
"Oh my god." Ginny blurted out.
"What?" Harry asked looking over at Ginny.
"That's the same face Hermione makes when she gets…" Ginny couldn't say it. It was coming as to much of a shock. "When she gets…" She whispered.
"Was that another vision, Pansy?" A male voice rang out from the classroom.
Harry's and Ginny's mouths both dropped open. They were in shock. They couldn't believe this was possibly happening. Pansy gets visions too? However, that wasn't the only thing bothering them.
"That voice…" Ginny couldn't believe it. "Why does that sound so much like…"
"We'd better find Hermione and tell her before its too late." Harry said in shock as well, grabbing Ginny by the arm before she could finish. They both turned the way they had been coming and ran down the corridor as fast as they could toward Hermione's and Draco's common room.
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A/N: One more chapter left you guys. Can you believe it? But here are some things to think about while you wait for the next and final chapter…
1) Why is Draco acting so weird all of a sudden? Like why was he watching Hermione while she was sleeping…and where was he sneaking off to when Harry came in to talk to Hermione. But also he seemed perfectly fine when in the hospital wing, right?
2) Pansy gets visions? Isn't that just a little strange? I mean Hermione gets visions because she was reborn… and Draco can read Hermione's mind and see her visions when touching her. Does that mean that Pansy was also reborn with Hermione and Draco? Hmmmm..
3) And who does that male voice Pansy was talking to in the classroom belong to? You all might think its Blaise but being that Hermione told Harry, Ron, and Ginny that Blaise was already in on it…why would that come as a be shock to them? Does that perhaps mean that it was really someone else? And if so...who could it be?
Well that's it for now. Please review and let me know what you all think.
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