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Chapter 7: The return of the Window

I am going to kill him.

I can just imagine my face. Red with anger, pupil contacted with fury, teeth clenched with pain. I really was going to kill him. Make him pay. Make those beautiful, silver orbs stop sparkling. Make his handsome body twist and contort with pain and suffering.

He was just staring at me, his eyes cutting blatantly into my very soul. He didn't look scared. On the contrary, he looked like he deserved it, and was truly sorry. But I didn't care. Not at all.

I am going to kill Draco Malfoy.

"Miss Granger! What in Merlin's holy name are you doing!" Madame Pomfrey's words hit me like a thousand pound weight. I hadn't done it. I hadn't killed him. What hadn't I done it!My heart was pounding, I couldn't breath, my emotions were swirling around at 100 miles per hour.

And then, in a mixture of panic, grief, and regret, I fell to the ground, crying and screaming. I had lost it. And I just sat there and screamed. Madame Pomfrey was doing something. She was rushing over to me. She was forcing something into my mouth. I swallowed a mouthful of the liquid, and stopped screaming. I was now sobbing. A pair of strong arms wrapped around me, and not caring whose they were, I sank into them, crying.

The potion took it's full effect as my world lost color, and I drifted off into a wonderful land of dreams in the mystery person's arms.

I woke up extremely angry. I was going to turn the school upside down. I sat up, and the blanket that was covering me fell off. I looked around, and noticed that this was NOT the hospital wing.

I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, blinked a few times, and screamed. I wasn't at Hogwarts. I wasn't in a bed. Heck, I wasn't even in a BUILDING! And there was Draco Malfoy, the boy I despised with every fiber of my being, sitting by a fire. In the woods.

I screamed again. He looked shocked, then ran over. He clasped his hand firmly over my mouth. It was pressing so hard that I couldn't even open my mouth to bite him. He was sitting on my stomach, and was easily restraining me with only one hand to work with. Tears filled my eyes. Was he going to kill me? Or do something worse? My mind jumped from possibility to possibility.

"SH! Someone'll hear!" Malfoy said impatiently.

No duh, someone'll hear. That the whole point in screaming, you idiot. He got up and walked back over to the fire. I screamed again. He ran over, and put me in the same position.

"Be quiet, or I'll make you go back! Be quiet!" He said frantically.

The first thought in my mind was that I WANTED to go back! But then I realized something. I'd never seen Ferret Boy so disoriented before. He got back up, and sat next to me.

"Let me explain." He whispered.

Terrified out of my mind, I nodded.

"We, that is to say if you want to, are going to find Harry."

My eyes widened in shock, and I nodded quickly.

"Good." He said, somewhat cheerfully. "We'll head out in the morning."

That night, I dreamed of the window from Draco's memory. Only this time, the hands were clasped together tightly.

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