One more week of Hermione's servitude dwindled away (there are now two
weeks remaining). She found herself enjoying Draco's presence at night and
found that he enjoyed many of the things that she did. Although he had not
read 'Hogwarts; A History,' he had read some of her favorite Muggle novels.
Draco also shared her passion for Transfiguration. He was also able to
teach her some of the advanced things about Transfiguration that she did
not know.
Even with the threat of attacks from Voldemort looming over her head, things were almost perfect. Veela lessons continued, Harry and Ron still treated Draco like crap, and everything was pretty normal around the castle. Poor Parvati was made fun of til the cows came home about her experience with Veelas. And the next day and from there on, they were also given lessons in dueling. Draco was very good at it and showed that he did have experience in the field when he nearly stabbed Harry when dueling with him. Harry wouldn't aproach Draco for a week after that happened. Their days after having all day practices brought tired nights where not even Harry and Ron dared to go out under their invisibility cloak for fear that they may fall asleep on their way to the kitchen. God forbid what would happen if Snape found them!
One night Hermione came back to Draco's room after a lesson and totally collapsed on the couch. Draco had not been there, but with Isadora. He came to the room about an hour after Hermione had begun sleeping. He shook his head.
"Stupid women always sleeping everywhere."
He jostled her shoulder, but she refused to awake. He sighed an gathered her into his arms. It was a good thing that Father had made him lift weights and things when he was young. Hermione was damn heavy.
He carried her into their room and laid her on her side of the bed. Trying not to wake her, he unstrapped her shoes and pulled off her socks. He took her robe and draped it over a near-by chair, stripped her sweater off, and placed it with the robe. Hermione was now dressed in her skirt and blouse. Draco decided not to find out if she was wearing shorts or not under the skirt.
After showering, he stripped down to his shorts and climbed into bed with her. She snoozed as he tried to fall into dreams, and constantly failing.
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Once there was light, Now darkness falls. Once there was love, Love is no more. Don't say goodbye. Don't say I didn't try. These tears we cry, Are falling rain. For all the lies, The hurt. The blame. And we will weep, To be so alone. We are lost. We can never go home. So in the end, I'll be what I'll be. No loyal friend was ever there for me. Don't say goodbye. Don't say I didn't try. These tears you cry, Have come too late. For all the lies, The hurt, The blame. And you will weep, To be so alone. You are lost. You can never go home. You are lost. You can never go home. ~ ~ "Gollum's Song"
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Hermione woke in the dead of night to the smells of flame and fire. She rushed out of the room into the common room, then into the hall. Teachers were running about madly, and a few prefects rushed around trying to bring the students out of their dormitories. Hermione rushed back into her room, grabbed Draco's clothes, and tried to wake him. With a single touch of her fingertip, he awoke and grabbed her arm.
"It's me!" she said hurriedly. "I don't know what is happening, but something is, and it isn't good. Here, throw on your clothes."
Draco shook the sleep out of his eyes and put his clothes on. After he was dressed, they grabbed their wands and rushed back into the halls. Chaos reigned there. Teacher ran around trying to calm some of the first years, while other were screaming. Draco stopped McGonagall in the halls.
"What's going on?" he shouted over the turmoil.
"It is what we feared. You-Know-Who has attacked with his Death Eaters. Now it is time to put our training to practice."
Hermione began to pale and feel dizzy as McGonagall hurried away. Draco grabbed her shoulders and shook her.
"Hermione!" he shouted. "This is no time to faint! We are all in danger here! We also as sixth years need to help protect some of the little ones!"
She nodded and grabbed her wand tightly.
"You will not need that out there." He looked around and found slightly down the hall, two magnificent swords drawn in an 'On Guard.' He gave one to Hermione, who tested the weight. It was a light and supple sword that would do well. Other swords were being passed out in the hall. Some dropped them, while others held them confidently.
"We'll be charging soon," Draco muttered to her.
Hermione gulped and walked with the rest of the students, some resolutly, some determined, and some frightened, through the halls, to the Entrance Hall, up to the doors, who opened.
**************** haha! Cliffie!
~Dragonfires
Even with the threat of attacks from Voldemort looming over her head, things were almost perfect. Veela lessons continued, Harry and Ron still treated Draco like crap, and everything was pretty normal around the castle. Poor Parvati was made fun of til the cows came home about her experience with Veelas. And the next day and from there on, they were also given lessons in dueling. Draco was very good at it and showed that he did have experience in the field when he nearly stabbed Harry when dueling with him. Harry wouldn't aproach Draco for a week after that happened. Their days after having all day practices brought tired nights where not even Harry and Ron dared to go out under their invisibility cloak for fear that they may fall asleep on their way to the kitchen. God forbid what would happen if Snape found them!
One night Hermione came back to Draco's room after a lesson and totally collapsed on the couch. Draco had not been there, but with Isadora. He came to the room about an hour after Hermione had begun sleeping. He shook his head.
"Stupid women always sleeping everywhere."
He jostled her shoulder, but she refused to awake. He sighed an gathered her into his arms. It was a good thing that Father had made him lift weights and things when he was young. Hermione was damn heavy.
He carried her into their room and laid her on her side of the bed. Trying not to wake her, he unstrapped her shoes and pulled off her socks. He took her robe and draped it over a near-by chair, stripped her sweater off, and placed it with the robe. Hermione was now dressed in her skirt and blouse. Draco decided not to find out if she was wearing shorts or not under the skirt.
After showering, he stripped down to his shorts and climbed into bed with her. She snoozed as he tried to fall into dreams, and constantly failing.
**********************
Once there was light, Now darkness falls. Once there was love, Love is no more. Don't say goodbye. Don't say I didn't try. These tears we cry, Are falling rain. For all the lies, The hurt. The blame. And we will weep, To be so alone. We are lost. We can never go home. So in the end, I'll be what I'll be. No loyal friend was ever there for me. Don't say goodbye. Don't say I didn't try. These tears you cry, Have come too late. For all the lies, The hurt, The blame. And you will weep, To be so alone. You are lost. You can never go home. You are lost. You can never go home. ~ ~ "Gollum's Song"
***************
Hermione woke in the dead of night to the smells of flame and fire. She rushed out of the room into the common room, then into the hall. Teachers were running about madly, and a few prefects rushed around trying to bring the students out of their dormitories. Hermione rushed back into her room, grabbed Draco's clothes, and tried to wake him. With a single touch of her fingertip, he awoke and grabbed her arm.
"It's me!" she said hurriedly. "I don't know what is happening, but something is, and it isn't good. Here, throw on your clothes."
Draco shook the sleep out of his eyes and put his clothes on. After he was dressed, they grabbed their wands and rushed back into the halls. Chaos reigned there. Teacher ran around trying to calm some of the first years, while other were screaming. Draco stopped McGonagall in the halls.
"What's going on?" he shouted over the turmoil.
"It is what we feared. You-Know-Who has attacked with his Death Eaters. Now it is time to put our training to practice."
Hermione began to pale and feel dizzy as McGonagall hurried away. Draco grabbed her shoulders and shook her.
"Hermione!" he shouted. "This is no time to faint! We are all in danger here! We also as sixth years need to help protect some of the little ones!"
She nodded and grabbed her wand tightly.
"You will not need that out there." He looked around and found slightly down the hall, two magnificent swords drawn in an 'On Guard.' He gave one to Hermione, who tested the weight. It was a light and supple sword that would do well. Other swords were being passed out in the hall. Some dropped them, while others held them confidently.
"We'll be charging soon," Draco muttered to her.
Hermione gulped and walked with the rest of the students, some resolutly, some determined, and some frightened, through the halls, to the Entrance Hall, up to the doors, who opened.
**************** haha! Cliffie!
~Dragonfires