Title: Summer in Paris
Author: Saiya-Jin Girl
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything related to it whatsoever. The plot however is mine, and all the original characters are mine also.
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Chapter 61) The Chamber
Hermione rushed down the hallway with her book in hand. Draco had vanished. She kept on walking when suddenly someone grabbed her and pulled her through a doorway. She screamed. When she spun around, it was Draco. They were standing in a dimly lit chamber. It was old and dank and there were cobwebs all over. She looked at him.
"What the hell is going on Draco, really?" she asked him. He smiled and looked at her.
"Calm down Hermione," he said. She sighed.
"Ok, now can you please explain what's going on?" she asked. She pulled out her wand and she waved it. A brown sofa chair appeared. They sat down and she looked at him.
"Well?" she asked.
"Well, I can't take it anymore," he said. She looked at him.
"Can't take it anymore? Meaning?"
"Meaning that I can't do this, I can't spend this Christmas without you. Yes, it would have been wonderful if we could have paid him back by...by fooling him, but, I really need to....I feel the need to--"
She cut him off with a kiss on the lips. When she pulled away she looked into his eyes.
"Don't worry about explaining, Draco," she said. "I understand," He nodded. "And that's why I have a plan," she said. He looked at her.
"You? A plan?" he asked. She rolled her eyes.
"Yes, me, and we're going to make Ron confess, in front of Dumbledore," she said. He cocked an eyebrow.
"And how exactly are we going to do that?" he asked.
"What did you write on that paper?" she asked.
"I asked him to meet me tonight in the room of requirement," he said. She smiled.
"A duel..." she whispered. He studied her for a moment and then he smiled.
"A duel indeed, who wins, wins the damsel's heart," he said. She nodded and then looked him dead in the eye.
"You had better win damnit," she said. He laughed.
"Of course," He leaned over and placed a kiss on her lips. "I haven't been able to kiss you for so long, dearie," he said. She laughed.
"I know, and I miss you so much, you have no idea," she murmured while playing with his hair.
"Oh, I know, believe me," he said. She smiled and looked into his eyes.
"Do you know how much this girl loves you?" she asked. He nodded.
"Do you know how much this idiot loves you?" he asked. She nodded.
"I do know," she said with a short laugh. They sat silently for a few minutes and then Draco looked at his wristwatch.
"You should be moving along," he said. She looked at him and sighed.
"Do I have to?" she asked. He nodded. Placing a kiss upon her forehead, he rose up and went over to a wall.
"This passage leads to the Girl's Lavatory on your floor. You can go through," he said. She nodded and sighed. She went over to him and she kissed him one last time.
"Ok. I'll see you later then," she said. He nodded and nudged her toward the door. She went through and was faced with a dimly lit passage. The door slid shut and she began making her way through the chilly passageway.
Harry and Ginny were standing in front of the entrance to Hermione's room and they pounded on the door.
"Hermione! Open up, its Harry!" he bellowed. Hermione had just exited from the bathroom and she turned the corner and saw them.
"Harry! Ginny! What are you doing?" she asked. They turned around and they saw her. She walked towards them and she said the password. "Ithildin," she muttered. The door opened and they entered. When it closed she turned to face them. "What are you guys doing here?" she asked. Harry sighed.
"We were looking for you," he said. Ginny nodded.
"We were worried," she said. Hermione sighed and went over to the couch.
"I was with Draco," she said. They looked at her.
"Oh," Harry said. There was a silence.
"Look guys, not to sound rude, but I'm fine, and I think that I need some time...alone," she said. Harry looked at Ginny and she nodded.
"Ok, Hermione, but if you need to talk, you can come to the Common Room," Ginny said. Hermione nodded and Harry and Ginny turned around.
"Thanks guys," Hermione said. They turned around and smiled.
"Its ok, Hermione," Harry said. She looked at him and nodded and they left.
When she was alone, she rose up and went over to the mantelpiece and took down an old book, and a pen. Her journal and poetry book. Going back over to the couch, she sat down and opened the book. She began writing.
Caught in a web
Of lies and deceit...
Not knowing
Which is true and which is false.
Did I make this web myself?
Or was it made for me before
By my enemies
The tides turn
But not now
The desolate silence of the desert
Followed me
All the way back home
I can't let go
Of the memories
That I have of that place
They sting
Like an old wound.
The spider web caught me
I ran through the darkness
And stumbled in the rocks,
But everywhere I turned
The web was there
As though by plan
But I was caught.
Where can I run to now?
What can I do now?
Does anyone hear my cry?
Or will I remain here
Forever
As an image of failure
In letting go my past?
She stopped and looked over the poem, and she began thinking about her relationship with Draco so far. They had been through so much. She felt as though since they had begun seeing each other, the whole world was against them. But yet despite all of that which had happened, they were still together. She reclined on the couch and soon she fell asleep. She began to dream...
Chapter 62) The Dream
The moon shone down on the lake where hundreds of lights from lanterns and candles. People drifted around, wearing costumes. Hermione saw herself walking under a tree wearing a light pink dress and a pink mask with silver decorations on it. Her shawl was sheer silk and was draped upon her shoulders.
"And now ladies, and gentlemen, witches, wizards, and warlocks, I present to you, the sponsor of our ball, Prince Draco Malfoy,"
All the ladies began smiling and primping their hair as the prince made his way out. He was wearing a black suit and wore a top hat, and carried a black cane. His eyes glittered as he saw all the young women smiling at him, and then he stopped as his eyes rested on the mysterious woman in pink. She stared around, unawares that he was staring at her. He walked over to her.
"My fair lady," he whispered. She was startled and she looked at him.
"Why hello," she said. He smiled.
"May I have the honor of this dance?" he asked. She blushed.
"Er...of course," she said. He took her in his arms and they began waltzing around the grounds. All the women watched in envy as The Prince, seemed to be taken up with this mysterious woman.
"Do I know you?" he asked. She smiled.
"Maybe you do," she said. He nodded. They continued dancing and suddenly there was a shout. They stopped dancing and there was an explosion that knocked them on their feet. She reached to pull out her wand and then realized that she didn't have it with her. She looked around.
"Where am I?" she muttered. Then she saw them. Several hooded figures racing through the grounds with their wands setting afire to anything in their sight. People were screaming and running. Draco lay unconscious on the ground. DRACO. What the hell was going on?? She ran over to him and someone tripped her. She screamed and fell and her dress ripped. She hit her face on the ground and tasted blood. When she looked up, Lucius Malfoy stared at her.
"My son does not listen. He would rather be with you, a Mudblood than listen to his own father. Do you know the penalty for that?" he asked. She opened her mouth to answer him and he leaned over and grabbed her hair. The mask had fallen off. She screamed. He looked at her. "What is so special about you anyway?" he asked. She coughed.
"I...I love him," she sputtered.
"You LOVE him? What exactly is love my dear?" he asked with a sneer. She coughed again. He rattled her. "Answer me you worthless Mudblood bitch!" he bellowed. She sobbed.
"Please..." she mumbled. He threw her on the ground. He smiled at her. A very cold smile.
"You pathetic Mudblood," he mumbled. She screamed.
"I am NO Mudblood!!! I am related to one of the greatest and most powerful witches of all time!!" Blood spilled from her mouth. Lucius turned around and looked at her once more.
The entire thing began to fade and Hermione screamed as he disappeared.
She screamed and woke up in a cold sweat. She ran to the mirror and she looked at her reflection. She looked perfectly normal. She touched her face and she sighed. What kind of nightmare was that? She went back to the sofa and plopped down. When she looked at the fire she saw something being burned. It was a pink mask with silver decorations on it.
She screamed.
A/N: Ok, I worked really hard to get this chapter up today…*smiles*
So that's pretty much it. I hope that you like the poem at the top that "Hermione" wrote, I wrote it man!!! And thanks for all the reviews…ALL of them!!!!!!!!! So as a New Years present I went and saw the Lord of the Rings, the Return of the King AGAIN… (ha ha ha Aye) What did you guys think of it? And aren't you all excited for POA to be coming out in June!!! Enough blabbing, *sigh*
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