Hello ppl, thx for the reviews so far(thx Bubbly Bubbles!) well in the next few chaps, I'm gonna try and put the golden trio and couple(hp and hg) back together again. Draco's infatuation with Hermione will escalate but I'm not sure if I want them together..i might make draco try and get inbetween hphg and he might just turn dark because of it...is that givin away toomuch? Hope not.
Neways, please read and review, and enjoy!
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(adding song here: Bring me to life by evanesence)
Draco couldn't feel anything. The only thing going through his mind was the one thing he knew he would probably not see again; and the one thing he longed to see one last time, and tell the truth to.
How can you see into my eyes? Like open doors?
Leading you down into my core, where I become so numb.
Without a soul,
My spirits sleeping somewhere cold,
Until you find me there and lead it back home.
Tears raged down the side of the Slytherin's face blurring his vision, stinging his wounds; more punishment for his already torn, limp body. He couldn't hear much, other than sound of his own misery.
Wake me up-Wake me up inside, -I cant wake up,
Wake me up inside, -Save me
Call my name and save me from the dark.
He thought of how Hermione would never know he cared about her; no, not how he cared, how he LOVED her. Why now did he have to start developing feelings for her? Why after all those years he had loathed the Gryffindor girl?
Wake me up-Bid my blood to run, -I cant wake up
Before I come undone, -Save me
Save me from the nothing I've become.
Draco knew he was barely clinging to life. He thought continuosly of letting go, and giving into death. It wasn't as if he had much to live for. Hermione would never be with him, and his father would murder him anyway. Still, a part of him told him not to let go, to keep fighting. His wounds were festering, straining his struggle to stay alive a few seconds more. He desired the solace that seemed immesurably out of reach. He summoned all the strength left in his exhausted, defeated body, and used his mind to scream out for someone to save him.
Pity invaded Hermione as she gazed upon the Slytherin she had hated ever since first-year. He lay limp on the table, half naked, his pants torn, his body contorted every-which way. She wondered if he could still breathe. His mouth was half open, as if he had been trying to speak out. Gashes and bruises seemed to decorate his toned body. Dirt and blood threatened to mask his face, trickling menacingly down from his nose and mouth. Hermione's limbs wouldn't allow her to move. She was frozen, petrified at the sight of a person already knocking on death's white door. Hermione shook herself. Draco needed help, and she would give it to him, even if she had wanted to see him die before. She quickly glanced around the room. It was still deserted.
Hermione hastened down the stairs, leaping down next to Draco. He stuggled to open his eyes, and looked around confused. He was sure he felt a certain presence next to him.
A gasp escaped Hermione's lips as she leaned over Draco. His injuries could be fatal. She ran her hand over his marred face. Draco coughed and snapped his eyes open, searching for the thing that touched him. He whimpered. Hermione pulled back for a moment, shocked to find him still alive.
Draco was deathly afraid of what might happen next. His father was probably back to brand him with the dark mark, forever destroying his smooth skin; a constant reminder of being threatened by the devil. He closed his eyes, and his teeth clenched. His hands were in unbreakable fists as he battled the urge the scream his pain away.
"Hermione..I'm sorry" He murmured into the darkness. He wanted her to hear him even if she was miles away.
Now that I know what I'm without,
you can't just leave me.
Breathe into me and make me real,
Bring me to life.
Hermione's eyes widened. She was sure he had mumbled her name and something else she couldn't decipher.
"Draco," Hermione whispered hopefully.
'Please don't die on me,' she thought. Hermione decided to reveal herself for a split second, just to reassure Draco.
Draco wanted despretely to give up. He wrenched opened his eyes and saw a blurry figure of a beautiful girl leaning over him. At last, an angel had come to take him away. He closed his eyes and smiled inwardly he wouldn't die in hell after all. He was going to embrace his death with dignity.
Wake me up-
Wake me up inside, -I cant wake up
Wake me up inside -Save me
Call my name and save me from the dark.
Wake me up-
Bid my blood to run, -I cant wake up
Before I come undone, -Save me
Save me from the nothing I've become.
(flash back)
Draco's heart began to beat. It raged faster, threatining to explode like a ticking time-bomb in his body. Sweat formed on his neck and trickled down his forehead.
"Who's there?! Show yourself you bloody coward!" Draco boomed, trying his best not to reflect how petrified he was inside.
He held his wand out, ready to hex the next thing that came infront of him.
"Relax my son,...welcome to the Dark Lord's secret lair.."
"Father?" Draco called out in disbelief.
Suddenly, white ropes clutched his arms and legs and pulled him forcefully onto a cold, steel table. His shirt had been torn off, and all he could feel was the stinging sensation of ice all over his body. Draco made every effort not to wince or look as if he was afraid. He was determined to mask his fear from his father. He would not let him take pleasure in seeing his son scared.
"YOU FUCKING PATHETIC FOLLOWER! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!? I'M YOUR BLOODY-SON FOR GOD'S SAKE!!" Draco bellowed in the most hostile voice he could muster.
He thrashed and jerked his body violently in an effort to break free from the searing chains and ropes that bound him. Draco would battle him to the bitter end. He didn't want to hear anything his father said to him, not after he was prepared to torchure his own flesh and blood to death.
"YOU INSOLENT BRAT!! YOU WILL JOIN THE DARK LORD!! NO SON OF MINE IS GOING TO DISOBEY ME OR THE DARK LORD!!!" Lucius hollered.
"Crucio."
Draco battled his urge to scream. He wouldn't give his father any satisfaction. His face twisted as his teeth and fists clentched.
"FUCK YOU! YOU DON'T SCARE ME FATHER!" Draco spat bitterly. He put extra emphasis on the word "Father" in hopes of ripping his father apart with a sharp stab of his words.
Lucius sniggered, as if he didn't hear a word Draco had said. Draco could tell it was all a show and that inside, his father was flustered with him. Lucius held his wand mere inches from his son's face. Draco held his glare steady, shooting daggers back at his father's grey eyes. Another curse was sent smacking into Draco, and this time, he couldn't hold back the blood-curling scream he barracaded in his body before. Every part of him seemed to be engulfed in flames. Pain sliced through his body, tearing every nerve apart and drenching him in his own blood. Draco coughed, splattering blood everywhere.
His chains thrashed and imprinted themselves on his arms and legs as he jerked them. He couldn't see nor hear. Blood trickled down his nose and through the corners of his mouth, joining to fall down to the rest of the small puddle that was beginning to form below him. Cuts ravaged across his face and chest creating new waves of crimson.
"YOU WILL BE A LOYAL SERVANT TO THE DARK LORD!!"
"IDIOTIC FOOL! IF YOU THINK I'M GOING TO JOIN YOUR STUPID LEAGUE OF DEATH EATERS YOUR HOPELESSLY WRONG!" Draco snarled.
"I BET YOU CANT EVEN FATHOM HOW RIDICULIOUS YOU ARE! IF YOU THINK I'M GOING TO BEAT MY CHILD BLOODY TO BECOME A SLAVE, YOU CAN GO TO HELL!!" He continued, knowing full-well his words were beginning to vex his father.
"SILENCE!"
"FUCK OFF!!"
Another curse hit Draco making his body writher under the excruciating pain. He felt remorseful. He resented all the pain he had caused Hermione. He would never be able to apologize to her. Worst of all he'd never be able to see her irresistable face ever again.
"I will return shortly, until then, think about it,...my SON."
( end flashback)
Bring me to life, -I've been living a lie
Theres nothing inside.
Bring me to life,
"Please hold on Draco...Everything is going to be alright, I'm here to help you,.." Hermione murmered, gently brushing her hand on his cheek.
"keep fighting Draco, just a little while longer,.."
With great effort, Draco lifted his head up to have a better look at the person.
Frozen in time without your touch, without your love darling,
Only you are the life among the dead.
"Hermione..?" he whispered.
All of this timeI cant believe I couldn't see,
Kept in the dark, but you would never follow me.
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems,
Got to open my eyes to everything.
Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul(don't let me die here)
(there must be something more)
Bring me to life...
Wake me up,
Wake me up inside, -I can't wake up
Wake me up inside, - Save me
Call my name and save me from the dark.
Wake me up,
Bid my blood to run, -I cant wake up
Before I come undone, -Save me
Save me from the nothing I've become.
Bring me to life
I've been living a lie, theres nothing inside...Bring me to life...
His eyes grew dark, and the last thing he heard was
" don't you die on me Draco."