Guys I am soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry. I started high school (freshmen!) And I got braces, and I have had like NO free time and I hate it! I'm a reader to so I know how much it stinks when a story you like doesn't update. I'm sorry again!
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"He wants us to watch the memories." Ginny said before she took Blaise and Hermione's hands and plunged her head into the bowl.
When Blaise, Ginny and Hermione had righted themselves, Blaise looked around to figure out where they were.
"I'm, pretty sure this is a dungeon at the Manor. Come on let's look around, Draco should be around here somewhere. But let me warn you, you won't like what you see."
As they came too a shadow-concealed corner, they found a platinum blond boy, who looked to be about 6 or 7 years old. As they got closer, large gashes and bruises revealed themselves. Ginny and Hermione gasped, where Blaise just looked away. He had seen this particular memory before. Just then the door into the dungeon opened, there stood Lucius Malfoy.
"Well I think you should have learned from this. I'd leave you down here longer but the elves are about to serve breakfast and I have Crabbe and Goyle coming over. Now get up to your room and get dressed, then come see me and I will cast the glamour."
The younger Draco didn't bother to look up or anything.
Ginny asked Blaise, "Was he in there all night?"
"Yes."
Now Hermione asked, "What was his father saying about the glamour?"
"It's a glamour that conceals the injuries to the public, but doesn't heal them. And also stops the bleeding until its taken off."
"Not one for mercy is he?" But then the younger Draco slowly got up and left the room.
At that point the room swirled and then stopped. They seemed to in some woods.
"Now this one I've never seen before. I wonder where he- look!" Blaise pointed to a figure that was curled into a ball at the base of a tree.
This Draco looked about 9 years old, he was wearing nothing but pants and there was melting snow nearby. As our trio got closer, they found something, somewhat unexpected. There were no cuts or fresh gashes on his skin. There were bruises but they weren't recent.
"Blaise, what's this about? Why aren't there cuts all over him?"
"I think I know. He never showed me any like this, but spoke of them. This is one of the times, his father used--" Blaise paused.
"– when his father used Cruciatus on him."
"No. Are you serious?" Ginny asked, appalled. Hermione was speechless.
"Yeah but the good, well I guess you could call it good, thing is, is that he can now throw off the curse entirely."
At that moment, the heap that was Draco uncurled and stood up, with most of his weight on the tree. His eyes were bloodshot and all three onlookers wondered how he was even able to move. He walked out of sight and the scenery around them swirled once again.
This time when the swirling stopped, all three of them stood baffled.. The were in the Entrance hall of Hogwarts. Before any of them had a chance to voice their confusion, Lucius came angrily strutting down the corridor and disappeared out the doors.
They all looked at each other, then took off down the hall Lucius had come from. All of the doors were locked.
"What do we do? I don't think Draco would've given us this memory if we couldn't--" Blaise was cut off by a flash of bright light.
A section of the wall was opening, though no one was coming out.
"I guess we should go in." Ginny said.
It was just a plain, square room, well until you find the doubled over boy that was a Draco. Draco fell over and landed spread-eagled. His face alone had three bruises and a deep-looking gash. As for the rest of his body, there were too many to count. Ginny noticed that his wand was in his hand.
"How could he have the strength to cast a spell?"
"I don't know but he must've opened the door, how else would it have opened?" Hermione said.
"The only thing I can think of is that he knew he would need to show someone, and opened the door." Blaise explained.
"Now that's thinking ahead." Ginny said.
Hermione kneeled down and looked closely at his face. There was a scar forming just of his brow.
"What are you looking at?" Ginny asked as she crouched down next to Hermione.
"That scar isn't a month old. I was there when it happened, well sort of. I heard his mirror crack and went in to see what he had done.. Apparently he had punched his mirror, I didn't ask questions, he wouldn't have answered anyways, but, I did close all of his cuts on his hand before he shooed me off."
"So if it happened a month ago, then this had to have happened since then." Blaise said.
"I'd say this was about 2 weeks ago." Hermione responded.
"Okay I've seen enough. Is there anyway to get out of the memories?"
"Finite Incantatem!" shouted Hermione.
The three of them were dropped in the common room, and they all fell on top of each other. Blaise helped Ginny and Hermione up, who thanked him, and then they all walked over to where Draco seemed to be asleep.
"I certainly don't want to wake him up. What should we do?" Ginny asked. As she looked down at Draco, he forced himself up on his hands, and flipped onto his back.
"I'm up." He said quietly.
"Blaise get me some of my potion." He flicked his wand towards his room and said,
"Element." Somewhere in his room a lock clicked. Blaise returned with a vial of blue liquid which Draco drank. Within seconds, Draco looked visibly better.
"What potion was that?" Hermione inquired.
"Uhhhh... mine?"
Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Oh alright. I'm not so stupid as to not find something that could help me," His voiced dropped slightly, it seemed he didn't even notice.
"After a run in with my father."
"And..." Ginny was quite interested in the potion, if he had developed something that could that much healing, she wanted to know why it hadn't been discovered by the mass public yet.
"One night, when my dad was out and my mom had gone to bed early, I snuck into my father's potions' lab; and let me tell you, I'd like to see more than 5 ingredients for potions that aren't in there. So I messed around a bit, and surprisingly, came up with the potion. I wrote down the recipe, and just kept making it."
"Are any of the ingredients illegal?" Blaise asked, with a glint in his eye.
"Well, there are 4 that are a bit sketchy, but not yet banned."
"Such as..."
"Dragon Scales is the main one, but the other three are powdered werewolf fangs, phoenix tears and grinded thestral hooves."
"Okay so your right they aren't banned, yet." Hermione said.
"Okay guys the potion isn't important. What's important is how many memories like those Draco has." Ginny said concernedly.
"Yeah man, I know I haven't seen more than 15. How many?" Blaise asked his best friend.
"I'm with them. We need to know Draco. Maybe we can help." Hermione said as she sat down in a chair. Ginny followed suit by sitting down next to Draco, Blaise across from them in a chair.
"Well, I hate to say it, but I have no idea. It started when I was about 5, and has continued since then."
"A decade of torture? Dude, that's insane! Why didn't you try to get help?"
"I did, twice. Once when I was about six, I tried to ask my uncle to help but my father found out and just beat me even worse. I didn't try again until I was about 13 or 14, about mid-third year. I thought I could ask Snape, but my father found out once again. Of course when he beat me this time I was able to throw off Cruciatus completely for the first time. He was so angry after that, you've no idea. Only to start literally beating me." Surprisingly enough, Draco didn't seem phased by talking about his father at all, he was quite calm.
"Did you ever try and fight back?"
"Hell yes if could've. He'd use some binding spell so that I couldn't retaliate. I mean seriously, you saw the recent one, I so could've taken him." Draco huffed back, obviously upset he was never able to fight back.
"How did he get you under the spell in the first place?"
"He always sneaks up on me, so I can't fight back. He casts a silencing spell on him so I never hear him. And does something so that I don't sense him coming. I haven't figured that out yet."
"Man he thought of everything."
"Yeah don't remind me." Draco just rolled his eyes.
"Okay, I know this is going to sound really mean, but I promise it's not meant to be. Is there anything we can do about your father right now?" Ginny asked.
"No."
"By the way when was that recent memory? The one with the sliding wall." Hermione asked.
"Around a week ago. Why?"
"I was right. I noticed the scar above your brow. I knew it couldn't have been to long ago. Anyways, sorry Gin keep going." Hermione gestured for her to keep going.
"Mm-hmm. So, since we can't to anything right this moment, even though I'd really like to go kill your father, did you get the book?"
"Yeah, It's right here." Draco
"What all does it say?"
"Well its about the last time our pendants were around but it should give us something. Let me read a bit hold on," Draco skimmed the pages.
"Damn." he breathed.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.
"Do you know what kind of impact this is going to have?"
"No...Isn't that why you got the book?" Blaise responded.
"True. Not only will it have a HUGE impact on the Wizarding world, it will have some kind of impact on the Muggle World as well. Though how big isn't known, it depends on what happens to Wizards."
"You're serious? The entire world?" Hermione was shocked, she just expected to affect Europe at the most, but the entire world was something else.
"Well it doesn't go into detail about what happened last time, but apparently someone or something messed with the magic in the weather, so the weather was like haywire or something and was destroying muggle and wizard towns alike. The four Elementum before us had to go to certain points around the world and fix the magic. Though they couldn't completely fix it, and that's why we have hurricanes and tornadoes and such."
"Okay I think I remember Dumbledore saying that the impact would be bigger than Voldemort but I assumed that he meant just the UK and such; but the entire world? What could happen that would be that big?" Ginny asked.
"I must say, I'm impressed Ginny, I didn't think you would say Voldemort." Draco noticed.
"Well, since I don't wanna rip your head off every time I see you anymore, I'll just explain that once you hate someone so much, seeing as they possessed you, you learn to get over it."
"Oh right, I forgot. Sorry."
"Don't worry; I'm over it. But back to the book. What else does it say?"
"Not much. It does go through in detail what the Elementum had to do last time, like where they went, what they did. Oh look! It explains why they had to fix the weather." Draco showed the book to the other three.
"It says that the weather magic stream got jumbled up and they had to fix it. Maybe that'll happen again, but who knows."
"I dunno, but the thing I do know is that I'm tired, how bout you guys?" Ginny asked as she slumped over on Draco's shoulder.
"I'm tired too, let's head to bed. We can show Dumbledore the book tomorrow when we practice."
"Yeah. So Hermione and me we'll go to their room and you guys can go to ours. Sound good?" Blaise asked the other two.
They nodded and the four split into couples.
Draco and Ginny took each other's hand and walked into Draco and Blaise's room. Ginny kept walking to Draco's bed and jumped onto it. Draco obviously followed seeing as his hand was in hers.
"Soooooooo, Ginny. How would you like to spend these marvelous few minutes doing?"
"Well to be honest, I'd like to go on a broom ride."
"Your wish is my command." Draco strode over and grabbed a broom, and enlarged it.
"Now Draco, I notice you only have one broom. Might you be hinting at something?"
"Me? Hint at something? No never." His voice dripping in sarcasm. He grabbed her waist and proceeded to jump right out of the window, without getting on the broom first. Ginny, who hadn't ever really looked straight down out of the windows didn't realize they were so high up.
When they were about fifty feet from the ground Draco got on the broom and pulled Ginny on in front of him.
"How's that for a broom ride?"
"That was awesome! Let's do it again!" Ginny was laughing from the excitement of plummeting to the ground. Odd? Not really.
They did this about 3 more times before they came back in, Draco shrunk the broom and they fell straight on his bed.
Ginny turned on her side to stare at him, and of course he turned to stare at her. Draco couldn't tell for Ginny was a very good actor, but something was bothering her.
(Now flash back about 30 minutes.)
Blaise and Hermione walked into her room and while she proceeded to flop on her bed, he closed the door. As he was walking over to her, he noticed she wasn't smiling.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Blaise said as he sat down and embraced her from behind.
"Oh nothing, don't worry about it." was her reply.
But Blaise knew better.
He silently looked around for her wand, and found it clasped in her hand. Quick as a snake, he grabbed it and ran to the other side of the room.
"Blaise! Give me my wand back!"
"Not until you tell me what's wrong love."
"Its nothing now please give it back."
"Oops! You said the wrong answer. I guess your punishment is– Rictumsempra!"
Hermione's face went from pleading to "Oh crap."
As she doubled over and fell on the floor in laughter Blaise walked over to her, twirling her wand in his fingers.
"The only way I'll stop is if you tell me. Will you?"
Hermione fought the spell and squeezed in a 'yes' through the laughter.
"Allrighty then. Finite Incantatem." Blaise crouched down to admire the panting Hermione.
"Do you have any idea how much I hate you right now?" Hermione said sarcastically.
"Not nearly as much as you love me perhaps?"
"Ooooh nice answer. Now help me up." Blaise stood up and held out his hand to her. She grabbed it, and pulled hard, resulting in him falling down on top of her. Now Blaise, who wasn't expecting this, just glared at her.
"Revenge is sweet no?" Hermione said as she laughed as his expression.
"Not as sweet as this!" Blaise jumped up and scooped her into his arms.
"And what might be the point in that?"
"Good question. Maybe this?"
Blaise leaned down and slowly kissed her. She responded instantly and put her arms around his neck.. A few moments later Blaise broke it, and looked at Hermione's disappointed face.
"You promised."
She sighed. "All right." Blaise took her hand and led her to the bed where he pulled her into his lap.
"I've been having these dreams."
"Dream dreams, or nightmares, or the predicting dreams?"
"Well they could be predicting but they're more so telling me I've made a mistake and to me it doesn't seem like a mistake."
"Are they recurring?"
"Ever since us four started living together, about 4 times a week."
"Who all is in it?"
"Us four." Blaise was taken by surprise. He didn't really expect her to be dreaming about the four of them.
"Well since I'm officially confused, will you tell me the dream?"
"I guess so." Hermione sighed, and tried to come up with the best way to say it.
"Well there's no easy way to say it, so I'm just going to come out and say it and please don't be mad."
"I won't be."
"Well its starts out with the four of us sitting at a table planning our weddings. Everything is finalized and it flashes to the wedding day. Everything seems perfect until the brides and grooms turn around– I'm with Draco and you're with Ginny."
Blaise was dumbfounded. Why was she dreaming this? He started to get up and Hermione hopped off his lap.
"Blaise?" He proceeded to walk across the room.
"Hermione, first I know you didn't willing dream this, or at least I hope you didn't, –"
"I would never think this! I told you I don't think it's a mistake." She went to him and took his hands.
"I believe you. I love you, but this was unexpected. I'm not mad at you, I could never be," She smiled at that, he did as well.
"But I need to think about this. Besides, we need to get to bed anyways." He gave a lingering kiss to her lips and left the room.
Hermione fell on her bed, not even bothering to change and fell asleep out of grief.
Blaise walked across the common room and knocked on the door.
Ginny rolled her eyes, gave Draco and kiss and opened the door.
"Night Blaise, Night Draco" Ginny went into her room, and did exactly what Hermione had done. She went straight to sleep, unknowing that the same thing that was bothering her was bothering Hermione.
((Blaise and Draco's Room))
They both got ready for bed. While they were putting on their pajamas, Blaise told Draco about Hermione's dream.
"Well now that you mention it, Ginny did seem irked by something but it didn't seem big so I didn't ask." (A/N: He picked up on that? Since when! Must be more careful when writing...)
"I would ask her tomorrow Draco."
"I will."
"Night man."
"Night."
Little did they know that both of them, along with Hermione and Ginny were going to have the exact, same dream.
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A/N: Don't you guys hate me? I've been tryin to decide who I want with who. I thought I wanted D/G and Hr/B but I read this one fic, no I'm not going to say which, and it gave me some perspective. As of right now, I really don't know who I want with who.
What do you guys think? Review please! And I will seriously try to update more often now that High school and braces have settled in.
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