Chapter 7.
Help Me
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"Thanks so much, Harry. Now go, before your caught or something" Harry laughed.
"Cya, Hermione" He kissed her on the cheek and walked back through the portrait.
Hermione sighed and walked up the stairs to her dormitory. She was very tired and decided to get some sleep. She felt someone grab her on the wrist. She gasped.
"What the-" She started, but she was whirled around and stood face to face with Draco.
She sighed in relief. He stared at her with those amazing grey eyes.
"Are you sure you want to stay in your room? You are more than welcome to come to mine" He said with a suggestive wink. Hermione laughed.
"No I am sure I will be fine in my room. Get some sleep, school starts tomorrow" Draco nodded, then leaned down and kissed her. Hermione's eyes flew wide, then slowly drifted closed. She wrapped her arms around his neck.
His lips were very soft, and she opened her mouth to allow him access. They stood on the stairs for a while, having a passionate war with thier mouths, because Draco pulled away and picked her up and carried her up the stairs. She let out a squeal of surprise.
"Oh, Draco. My knight in shining armour" Draco laughed. She had never heard him laugh properly. It had a deep, rich sound that seemed to make Hermione's insides melt.
Draco opened the door somewhat awkwardly and placed her on the bed like she was made of glass, something indeed precious.
"There you go, Miss" He teased. Hermione smirked.
"Yeah, yeah. Now off with you! I need to get changed Mr" Draco smiled and touched her cheek.
"You know, you are not so bad" He said. Hermione giggled.
"Thats the best compliment I have ever had" Draco let his hand run down her face then, without a word, turned and walked out the door.
Hermione sighed. He was so nice, who would of thought? She was too tired to bother getting changed, so she waved her wand and muttered a few choice words and soon enough, with a small *pop*, her clothes were pajamas. She climbed into bed and fell into a deep sleep.
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The next day was not very eventful, but if you call Harry getting his eyebrow's singed in Potions because Neville added the wrong amount of powdered root of asphodill, then I guess it would it would be. The Slytherins roared with laughter at this, Draco included. He decided he better join in as not to cause any of them to be suspicious. Snape looked at Neville like he wanted to kill him.
"NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM!" He roared. Neville shrank in his seat.
"Twenty points from Gryffindor for not listening to instructions! How many times did I tell the class to add *one* root, not two!" Neville looked as though he was about to cry. Hermione came to his defence.
"Please, Professor, I will help him. It is no problem, really...." Snape cut her off.
"I dont need a little know-it-all to tell me how to run this class" Snape hissed at her. Hermione looked down at her parchment, trying to fight back tears.
Draco and Harry's blood boiled, but they kept thier cool. Ron was absent from class, much to Hermione's relief. Class ended, and everyone walked out, still laughing about what happened to Harry. He had fixed up his eyebrows with his wand, and Neville couldnt stop apologizing. Harry laughed.
"Dont worry about, Neville. It is all fixed now, and I bet Hermione will earn our points back" He winked at Hermione. She blushed.
"Oh Harry, I need to talk to you. Can you come with me to the common room?" Harry nodded and followed her up the stairs.
Once there, she dragged Harry through the portrait and sat down on the couch. Harry frowned.
"What is it, Hermione?" Hermione sighed.
"I am really worried about this prophecy. I mean, it says that Draco and I will unite our love. I am not ready for that! And we will defeat Voldemort? This is all too much" She put her head in her hands. Harry put his arm around her shoulders.
"It will be ok, Hermione. If the prophecy states that the Dark Lord will be defeated, then of course everything will work. It wouldnt say anything about you and Draco if you two arent meant to be"
Hermione sat stock still. Meant to be? That sounded a bit too definite to her.
"I am not sure about "meant to be". Maybe we will just....think we are in love or do it just to defeat Voldemort" She said hopefully.
Harry shrugged.
"I am not sure you will just "do it" for that reason. You will do it because of real love. Real love will destroy Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Two rivals uniting the two houses and dark and light" Hermione thought about this. It sounded very nice.
"Well, ok. Thats a better way to look at it" Harry laughed.
"See you around Hermione" He got up to leave. Hermione grabbed his hand.
"Stay, just for a little while" Harry nodded and sat back down.
Hermione layed her head on his shoulder.
"Your the best friend anyone could have asked for" Harry smiled.
"Thanks, Hermione. You not bad yourself" Hermione laughed sleepily.
Half an hour later, Harry was staring at the fire. He was thinking about everything that had happened these past few days. Hermione was with Draco. That was just weird. Ron was hurting Hermione. He hadnt seen him since that night when he was in front of the fire. He would pay for hurting his Hermione. After all these years, right under Harry's nose, he was hurting her. Harry could of kicked himself. Why didnt he notice? And the prophecy....he was very jealous about Draco taking Hermione right out of his hands, but what could he do? If he protested, he could lose Hermione forever, and that would send him insane. He could hear Hermiones soft breathing next to him, and he realised she was asleep. He heard the sound of the portrait opening.
"Malfoy?" He whispered. Draco stopped. Was that Potter sitting there?!
"Potter, what are you doing in here?" He demanded. Harry shooshed him and pointed to Hermione, who was crashed out beside him.
Draco mouthed an apology, and Harry eased Hermione off his sounder and onto the couch. He stood and stretched.
"I will take care of her" Draco whispered. Harry nodded and silently left.
Draco bent down and carefully lifted Hermione off the couch. She stirred in his arms, but didnt wake.
"Come on, Sleeping Beauty" Draco teased, and carried her to her room.
He layed her on her bed, and went to his room to think.
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Hermione woke to find herself in her room, which was bathed in darkness. She didnt know how she got to her room, since the last thing she remembered was resting her head on Harry's shoulder.
"Oh god, I must of fell asleep" She said out loud to no-one in particular.
She sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed, and walked to her balcony. She opened the door and stood at the railings and let the cool breeze hit her face. She hadnt seen Ron for a while and was thankful for that. As long as Draco was there, nothing could go wrong. Suddenly, an owl flew towards her gracefully and landed on her shoulder.
"Hello, Cadbury! I havent seen you in a while" She stroked her parents owl, and took the letter it beared.
She had given her parents an owl so they could send her mail on things that happened back home. She opened the letter and read:
Dear Hermione,
Hello dear! Its your mother here. I am just writing to you to ask you how is school going. We all miss you here and are so proud of you for being Head Girl. But I musnt beat around the bush any longer. Hermione dear....Nanna Granger passed away last night. I am terribly sorry honey. She was very sick and I think it was for the best. Please dont let this get you down in your studies and have a wonderful term.
Love,
Mum.
Hermione stood in shock on the balcony. She felt tears come rapidly and she tried to hold them back, but one fell free. She couldnt believe her grandmother had died. She was like her best friend at home. She always used to play checkers with her and tell her stories. She put her arms on the railings and sobbed.
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Draco awoke to the sound of someone crying. He thought for a moment if he was just dreaming, but he distinctly heard sobbing coming from the balcony. He opened the doors and saw to his surprise, Hermione crying on the railing he walked up to her.
"Hermione, whats wrong?" He asked. She lifted her head.
Her eyes were red and puffy, and she had tear streaks all over her face.
"My....my grandmother died" She wailed. Draco moved forward and took her into his arms.
Hermione wrapped her arms around his waist and cried into his chest. He slowly sat down on the ground, leaned against the railing and put her between his legs. He sat there for a while, just whispering nonsense to her, trying to calm her down. When he heard the crying subside, he pushed her back gently and looked at her. She smiled and wiped her nose.
"Thankyou, Draco" She said quietly.
"No problem" He said with a smile, and kissed her softly. They both stood and looked over the egde of the railing.
''It is such a beautiful night" Hermione whispered. Draco nodded.
"Sure is"
Suddenly, someone grabbed Hermione from behind. She squealed like a banshee, and Draco whirled around to find Ron with his arm around her neck, and his other hand pointing his wand at her temple.
"One foul move, and she is a dead witch" He growled. Draco stook stock still.
"Help me, Draco" Hermione whispered, her eyes wide.
Ron backed up with her.
"Shut up, Mudblood" He pushed the wand into her head hard, and she winced and cried out.
Ron dove into his pocket, keeping the wand at Hermione's head, and produced a small sock, the same one he had on the hallway. Draco stepped forward.
"Let her go, Weasley. Just calm down" He held up his hands.
Ron laughed manically.
"Yeah sure, Malfoy. You stole her from me, and now Voldemort will be very proud that I brough him fresh meat" Hermione gasped and started to struggle.
Ron had had enough.
"Stupefy!" He shouted, and Hermione went limp in his arms. Draco was livid.
He lunged at Ron, taking him off-guard. He struggled with him to get Hermione, but Ronw as too quick.
"PETRIFICUS TOTALIS" He yelled.
Much to Draco's horror, he went stiff as a board, and fell to the ground. Ron laughed his head off and grabbed Hermione. He gave Draco a hard kick, and he moaned in pain.
"I will give your regards to the Dark Lord, Malfoy!" He touched the sock to Hermione's leg.
"Activate" He said quietly, and in a flash, they were gone.
Draco layed on the floor, unable to move. *Fuck, I lost her* He thought, suddenly very depressed.
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Hermione woke up to find herself in a room. It was small, and very dirty. She tried to move, but she couldnt. She realized that she was lying on a bed, and she was tied to it. She struggled with all her might, but to no avail. She looked around the room, and saw a chair, and a fire. The back of the chair faced her, and she heard a voice.
"I see your awake, Mudblood" The voice hissed. Hermione gasped.
"Yes. I see you have guessed who I am" The chair swivelled around to reveal Voldemort.
"WHY AM I HERE!" Hermione screamed, "LET ME GO! I AM NO USE TO YOU!" Voldemort laughed cruelly.
"Yes, you are of very good use to me. With you dead, the prophecy will not go ahead, and I will rise to full strength once again!"
"YOU EVIL BASTARD" Hermione pulled against the bonds, but they were too tight.
Voldemort just cackled.
"That is no way to speak to your new master! Crucio" Hermione started to scream.
It was the worst pain she had ever felt in her life. She felt like white hot irons were being pushed against every inch of her body. She started to convulse. Her body arched. Then it started to stop. She collapsed back down, panting.
"Now you know what happens when you are bad" Voldemort stood and walked over to a figure in the corner.
"Well done, Ronald. Now, take this" He handed him a small vile with a green liquid.
"Thankyou, Master" Ron whispered. Voldemort smiled.
"You know what to do. I will leave you to it" He walked out of the room.
Ron walked towards Hermione, who was still gasping for breath.
"Calm down, young Hermione. Its time for me to get to know you better"
He drank the liquid quickly. Then he started to sputter. His skin began to bubble and change. Hermione looked on with wide eyes.
"No....no....NO!" She screamed when she saw the figure Ron had taken on.
"Dont do it.....anyone but him.....no!" Ron laughed with glee. He had taken on the appearence of another. He knew what he was going to do. He would torture her till her death.
He would rape her as the one person she loved. Draco Malfoy.
Help Me
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"Thanks so much, Harry. Now go, before your caught or something" Harry laughed.
"Cya, Hermione" He kissed her on the cheek and walked back through the portrait.
Hermione sighed and walked up the stairs to her dormitory. She was very tired and decided to get some sleep. She felt someone grab her on the wrist. She gasped.
"What the-" She started, but she was whirled around and stood face to face with Draco.
She sighed in relief. He stared at her with those amazing grey eyes.
"Are you sure you want to stay in your room? You are more than welcome to come to mine" He said with a suggestive wink. Hermione laughed.
"No I am sure I will be fine in my room. Get some sleep, school starts tomorrow" Draco nodded, then leaned down and kissed her. Hermione's eyes flew wide, then slowly drifted closed. She wrapped her arms around his neck.
His lips were very soft, and she opened her mouth to allow him access. They stood on the stairs for a while, having a passionate war with thier mouths, because Draco pulled away and picked her up and carried her up the stairs. She let out a squeal of surprise.
"Oh, Draco. My knight in shining armour" Draco laughed. She had never heard him laugh properly. It had a deep, rich sound that seemed to make Hermione's insides melt.
Draco opened the door somewhat awkwardly and placed her on the bed like she was made of glass, something indeed precious.
"There you go, Miss" He teased. Hermione smirked.
"Yeah, yeah. Now off with you! I need to get changed Mr" Draco smiled and touched her cheek.
"You know, you are not so bad" He said. Hermione giggled.
"Thats the best compliment I have ever had" Draco let his hand run down her face then, without a word, turned and walked out the door.
Hermione sighed. He was so nice, who would of thought? She was too tired to bother getting changed, so she waved her wand and muttered a few choice words and soon enough, with a small *pop*, her clothes were pajamas. She climbed into bed and fell into a deep sleep.
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The next day was not very eventful, but if you call Harry getting his eyebrow's singed in Potions because Neville added the wrong amount of powdered root of asphodill, then I guess it would it would be. The Slytherins roared with laughter at this, Draco included. He decided he better join in as not to cause any of them to be suspicious. Snape looked at Neville like he wanted to kill him.
"NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM!" He roared. Neville shrank in his seat.
"Twenty points from Gryffindor for not listening to instructions! How many times did I tell the class to add *one* root, not two!" Neville looked as though he was about to cry. Hermione came to his defence.
"Please, Professor, I will help him. It is no problem, really...." Snape cut her off.
"I dont need a little know-it-all to tell me how to run this class" Snape hissed at her. Hermione looked down at her parchment, trying to fight back tears.
Draco and Harry's blood boiled, but they kept thier cool. Ron was absent from class, much to Hermione's relief. Class ended, and everyone walked out, still laughing about what happened to Harry. He had fixed up his eyebrows with his wand, and Neville couldnt stop apologizing. Harry laughed.
"Dont worry about, Neville. It is all fixed now, and I bet Hermione will earn our points back" He winked at Hermione. She blushed.
"Oh Harry, I need to talk to you. Can you come with me to the common room?" Harry nodded and followed her up the stairs.
Once there, she dragged Harry through the portrait and sat down on the couch. Harry frowned.
"What is it, Hermione?" Hermione sighed.
"I am really worried about this prophecy. I mean, it says that Draco and I will unite our love. I am not ready for that! And we will defeat Voldemort? This is all too much" She put her head in her hands. Harry put his arm around her shoulders.
"It will be ok, Hermione. If the prophecy states that the Dark Lord will be defeated, then of course everything will work. It wouldnt say anything about you and Draco if you two arent meant to be"
Hermione sat stock still. Meant to be? That sounded a bit too definite to her.
"I am not sure about "meant to be". Maybe we will just....think we are in love or do it just to defeat Voldemort" She said hopefully.
Harry shrugged.
"I am not sure you will just "do it" for that reason. You will do it because of real love. Real love will destroy Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Two rivals uniting the two houses and dark and light" Hermione thought about this. It sounded very nice.
"Well, ok. Thats a better way to look at it" Harry laughed.
"See you around Hermione" He got up to leave. Hermione grabbed his hand.
"Stay, just for a little while" Harry nodded and sat back down.
Hermione layed her head on his shoulder.
"Your the best friend anyone could have asked for" Harry smiled.
"Thanks, Hermione. You not bad yourself" Hermione laughed sleepily.
Half an hour later, Harry was staring at the fire. He was thinking about everything that had happened these past few days. Hermione was with Draco. That was just weird. Ron was hurting Hermione. He hadnt seen him since that night when he was in front of the fire. He would pay for hurting his Hermione. After all these years, right under Harry's nose, he was hurting her. Harry could of kicked himself. Why didnt he notice? And the prophecy....he was very jealous about Draco taking Hermione right out of his hands, but what could he do? If he protested, he could lose Hermione forever, and that would send him insane. He could hear Hermiones soft breathing next to him, and he realised she was asleep. He heard the sound of the portrait opening.
"Malfoy?" He whispered. Draco stopped. Was that Potter sitting there?!
"Potter, what are you doing in here?" He demanded. Harry shooshed him and pointed to Hermione, who was crashed out beside him.
Draco mouthed an apology, and Harry eased Hermione off his sounder and onto the couch. He stood and stretched.
"I will take care of her" Draco whispered. Harry nodded and silently left.
Draco bent down and carefully lifted Hermione off the couch. She stirred in his arms, but didnt wake.
"Come on, Sleeping Beauty" Draco teased, and carried her to her room.
He layed her on her bed, and went to his room to think.
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Hermione woke to find herself in her room, which was bathed in darkness. She didnt know how she got to her room, since the last thing she remembered was resting her head on Harry's shoulder.
"Oh god, I must of fell asleep" She said out loud to no-one in particular.
She sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed, and walked to her balcony. She opened the door and stood at the railings and let the cool breeze hit her face. She hadnt seen Ron for a while and was thankful for that. As long as Draco was there, nothing could go wrong. Suddenly, an owl flew towards her gracefully and landed on her shoulder.
"Hello, Cadbury! I havent seen you in a while" She stroked her parents owl, and took the letter it beared.
She had given her parents an owl so they could send her mail on things that happened back home. She opened the letter and read:
Dear Hermione,
Hello dear! Its your mother here. I am just writing to you to ask you how is school going. We all miss you here and are so proud of you for being Head Girl. But I musnt beat around the bush any longer. Hermione dear....Nanna Granger passed away last night. I am terribly sorry honey. She was very sick and I think it was for the best. Please dont let this get you down in your studies and have a wonderful term.
Love,
Mum.
Hermione stood in shock on the balcony. She felt tears come rapidly and she tried to hold them back, but one fell free. She couldnt believe her grandmother had died. She was like her best friend at home. She always used to play checkers with her and tell her stories. She put her arms on the railings and sobbed.
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Draco awoke to the sound of someone crying. He thought for a moment if he was just dreaming, but he distinctly heard sobbing coming from the balcony. He opened the doors and saw to his surprise, Hermione crying on the railing he walked up to her.
"Hermione, whats wrong?" He asked. She lifted her head.
Her eyes were red and puffy, and she had tear streaks all over her face.
"My....my grandmother died" She wailed. Draco moved forward and took her into his arms.
Hermione wrapped her arms around his waist and cried into his chest. He slowly sat down on the ground, leaned against the railing and put her between his legs. He sat there for a while, just whispering nonsense to her, trying to calm her down. When he heard the crying subside, he pushed her back gently and looked at her. She smiled and wiped her nose.
"Thankyou, Draco" She said quietly.
"No problem" He said with a smile, and kissed her softly. They both stood and looked over the egde of the railing.
''It is such a beautiful night" Hermione whispered. Draco nodded.
"Sure is"
Suddenly, someone grabbed Hermione from behind. She squealed like a banshee, and Draco whirled around to find Ron with his arm around her neck, and his other hand pointing his wand at her temple.
"One foul move, and she is a dead witch" He growled. Draco stook stock still.
"Help me, Draco" Hermione whispered, her eyes wide.
Ron backed up with her.
"Shut up, Mudblood" He pushed the wand into her head hard, and she winced and cried out.
Ron dove into his pocket, keeping the wand at Hermione's head, and produced a small sock, the same one he had on the hallway. Draco stepped forward.
"Let her go, Weasley. Just calm down" He held up his hands.
Ron laughed manically.
"Yeah sure, Malfoy. You stole her from me, and now Voldemort will be very proud that I brough him fresh meat" Hermione gasped and started to struggle.
Ron had had enough.
"Stupefy!" He shouted, and Hermione went limp in his arms. Draco was livid.
He lunged at Ron, taking him off-guard. He struggled with him to get Hermione, but Ronw as too quick.
"PETRIFICUS TOTALIS" He yelled.
Much to Draco's horror, he went stiff as a board, and fell to the ground. Ron laughed his head off and grabbed Hermione. He gave Draco a hard kick, and he moaned in pain.
"I will give your regards to the Dark Lord, Malfoy!" He touched the sock to Hermione's leg.
"Activate" He said quietly, and in a flash, they were gone.
Draco layed on the floor, unable to move. *Fuck, I lost her* He thought, suddenly very depressed.
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Hermione woke up to find herself in a room. It was small, and very dirty. She tried to move, but she couldnt. She realized that she was lying on a bed, and she was tied to it. She struggled with all her might, but to no avail. She looked around the room, and saw a chair, and a fire. The back of the chair faced her, and she heard a voice.
"I see your awake, Mudblood" The voice hissed. Hermione gasped.
"Yes. I see you have guessed who I am" The chair swivelled around to reveal Voldemort.
"WHY AM I HERE!" Hermione screamed, "LET ME GO! I AM NO USE TO YOU!" Voldemort laughed cruelly.
"Yes, you are of very good use to me. With you dead, the prophecy will not go ahead, and I will rise to full strength once again!"
"YOU EVIL BASTARD" Hermione pulled against the bonds, but they were too tight.
Voldemort just cackled.
"That is no way to speak to your new master! Crucio" Hermione started to scream.
It was the worst pain she had ever felt in her life. She felt like white hot irons were being pushed against every inch of her body. She started to convulse. Her body arched. Then it started to stop. She collapsed back down, panting.
"Now you know what happens when you are bad" Voldemort stood and walked over to a figure in the corner.
"Well done, Ronald. Now, take this" He handed him a small vile with a green liquid.
"Thankyou, Master" Ron whispered. Voldemort smiled.
"You know what to do. I will leave you to it" He walked out of the room.
Ron walked towards Hermione, who was still gasping for breath.
"Calm down, young Hermione. Its time for me to get to know you better"
He drank the liquid quickly. Then he started to sputter. His skin began to bubble and change. Hermione looked on with wide eyes.
"No....no....NO!" She screamed when she saw the figure Ron had taken on.
"Dont do it.....anyone but him.....no!" Ron laughed with glee. He had taken on the appearence of another. He knew what he was going to do. He would torture her till her death.
He would rape her as the one person she loved. Draco Malfoy.