Title: Summer in Paris
Author: Saiya-jin Girl.
A/N: Disclaimer: I don't own HP. That's all you need to know right? OBVIOUSLY the plot and the Original characters are all mine!!!!!! Yay for Pierre and Lucie!!
I may take a while to update sometimes, so just add it to your favorite stories list and you can check. I'm really busy with school and stuff, and this is my first posted HP Fic. Review please!!!!!
(Thanks to black-cat-on-the-wall for giving me the Snape thingy idea. And thanks for ALL the reviews.)
51) Faint
The party was in full motion and everyone was chatting and drinking butterbeers. Hermione was still worried about Draco and his conversations with Snape. What could be so bad that he didn't want to tell her about it? She tried not to think about it but Harry sensed that something was wrong and he left Ginny's side to speak to her.
"Hermione is everything alright?" he asked. She nodded and looked away.
"You can tell me you know," he said. She sighed.
"I'm worried about Draco," she said. Harry turned around and looked at Draco who was dozing on a couch in a corner.
"Why, because he's sleeping?" he asked. She shook her head.
"No, don't worry, I'll tell you later. Look, Ginny is calling you," she said. Harry sighed and went back to Ginny. Over in the corner, Draco twisted in his seat. Suddenly his head exploded in pain and then he saw someone that he didn't expect—his father.
Lucius was sitting in the cold drawing room that was so familiar to Draco. His back was toward the fire and he was looking at Draco with an expression of disbelief.
"Well, sit down son," he said. Draco eyed his father.
"Is this a dream?" he asked.
"Is this a dream?" mimicked Lucius. His expression became cold. "No, it is not. I'm communicating with you, by using this crystal," Lucius held up a small blue crystal and then he put his hand down again. "I told Severus to notify me if my son decided to do something absolutely ridiculous. I never thought that I would live to see this day…" he said with his voice trailing off.
"Dad what are you talking about?" Draco asked. Lucius stood up.
"The Mudblood you ass, the god damned mudblood!!' he thundered. Draco's pale face became even paler as all the blood drained from his face.
"Listen, leave Hermione out of this," Draco said. Lucius went up to his son and looked away.
"You're lucky that I'm not actually there in the flesh, Draco," said his father. "But listen to this, get rid of her. I will not tolerate her…of you do not sever ties with her, I will have her killed,"
"If you touch her, I'll never forgive you father," he said. Lucius looked at him coolly.
"Oh really?" he said. Then with a swift motion, the room disappeared and Draco woke up.
Anxious faces loomed over him and he looked around confused. Hermione was shaking him and then when she saw him awake she smiled.
"Are you all right? You were in some sort of…fit." She said looking at him. He pushed her away and he rose up.
"I…I need to get out," he said. And with one sweeping motion, he made his way to the door and left. Hermione stared at his retreating figure and she got up. Harry looked at her.
"What's wrong with him?" he asked. She shrugged and she made her way out of the room.
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Hermione made her way down the hallway and she shivered. She had never seen him like that except when he was in pain in Paris. He had looked as though he was going to die. She heard footsteps and she turned the corner and she saw Draco up ahead.
"Draco!" she shouted. He turned around and when he saw her, his face paled. She began a trot and she caught up with him. He looked at her and she saw pain in his eyes. "Draco what happened?" she asked. He looked at her and he sighed.
"It was my father…" he said softly. He looked into her eyes.
"Lucius Malfoy? Your father? Has something happened to him?" she asked. He shook his head.
"No… Hermione…you have to stay away from me…" he said. She looked at him.
"What are you talking about?" she asked somewhat desperately. He looked at her and then they heard steps from the hallway. He looked at her and then he walked away. She stood there alone watching him as he walked away. He turned the corner and she looked at the ground. What was up with his strange behavior? She turned around and she was confronted by Professor Snape, who had a smug expression on his face.
"Why…hello Miss Granger," he said. She looked at him and she saw a glint in his eye. She looked away.
"Good Night Professor," she said. With a swift motion she walked away and didn't look back. Professor Snape smiled and began walking the other way.
"Yes Miss Granger, apparently your relationship with Malfoy has ended," he said grimly.
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52) Reminiscing
His father. His father was warning him to stay away from the only thing that had sustained him all these months. Walking down the cold hallway he shivered and he pulled his robes closer to his body. It had begun to snow outside and with a heavy heart he made his way to the great hall. When he got there, it was dimly lit, and there was one person sitting by the tables already. It was Hermione. She was sitting alone with a mug of something that was steaming and she appeared to be crying. With a sigh he made his way toward her.
"Hermione?" he said. She looked up and she wiped away tears.
"Oh, hey Malfoy," she said. He detected a hint of coldness in her voice. He sat down and looked at her.
"Um…are you alright Hermione?" he asked. She looked into her cup.
"Why do you ask?" she said bitterly. He looked away.
"I'm sorry, I was…preoccupied...I…" he was lost for words. She looked at him angrily. There were tears brimming in her eyes.
"Well you really didn't seem to give a damn when I asked you what the hell happened to you!" she said. She was shaking with rage. He looked at her.
"Look Hermione, I was angry ok!" he said. She stood up and looked at him.
"You don't know Draco…you just…you don't care do you?" she asked. He rose up and grabbed her arm.
"It was my father. He told me to stay away from you…or he would have you killed…" he said. She stopped and turned and looked at him.
"He what?" she said. He nodded and dropped her hand. He turned away and began walking away.
"I guess that you probably don't want to know…" he said. She rolled her eyes and went over to him and grabbed his shoulder.
"Draco I'm sorry," she said. He turned around and smiled.
"I'm sorry too, I just…"
"Its ok, you don't have to explain yourself," she said. He smiled and nodded then they sat back down at the table where another mug had appeared. "Just what we need." She said. He nodded and took the mug that was filled with warm chocolate milk.
"You know…when I was little, I used to live on chocolate," he said. She looked at him.
"Really, I loved chocolate too. But my parents are both dentists and so they were…very conscious of what I ate," she said. He smiled.
"Really? That sucks," he said with a laugh.
"It's not funny," she said. He shrugged and smiled. She reached out and stroked his cheek tenderly. He smiled and touched her hand.
"You should have seen the look on your face when you saw me at the airport when we were in Paris," he said. She laughed and removed her hand.
"Boy, I was pissed. I wanted to know what the heck you were doing there," she said. He laughed.
"And then I took your book," he said.
"And I ended up in your lap," she said with a laugh. They smiled at each other.
"We had so much good times," he said.
"In such a small period of time," she finished. There was a silence.
"And there was…all that stuff going on with…"
"Lucie," she said. He nodded.
"It was really scary at times," she said. He nodded.
"But, it brought us together," he said. She smiled. He touched her hand.
"And made us stronger," she said. He nodded.
"And a little thing like this shouldn't tear us apart," he said. She smiled and looked away.
"Should we…go to bed now?" she asked. He shrugged.
"Sure why not?" he asked. They rose up and left the great hall.
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There was nothing left
But dust
Blowing me away
To a place
Where I was
All alone
And where you were not there