Author's Note: omg it's been almost three years since I've updated! what happened was I had written the last chapter(which I now totally forgot what happens) and a few inbetween and they all got deleted and I was so mad that I said screw it. Well today I remembered this site, and since I'm so bored at work, I figured I would give it a shot at finishing it. It's not exactly what I had in mind at first, but I think I like where the story is headed. more after the story...thanks you all for being so patient with me. you're the best.
Chapter 10: A Tale of Two Dracos
"Let her go!" Draco exclaimed.
I could feel him breathing down my neck. I couldn't think of anything to do. Before I knew it, I blacked out again. I awoke and found myself lying on the couch. I saw that Draco was tied to a chair, unconscious. so I rushed over to untie him, but I was gently thrown back into the couch. I bumped my head and it hurt like hell. I flet it and found a huge knot. Then,I looked around and saw that...Draco? was sitting in the chair with his wand by his side.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." he said.
"Who are you and what do you want?" I asked. I wasn't sure if he was the real or fake Draco. I suddenly remembered the knife, it was sitting on the coffee table right between all three of us.
"It's me you half-wit." he said. " I had to make sure you didn't let that psychopath loose."
I wasn't sure what to believe anymore. I was unconscious so I had no idea of knowing what happened while I was out. they were both wearing the same robes and everything about them was the same. So I played along.
"What happened?" I asked.
"He knocked you out with a blow to the head with a beater's bat. Then I knocked his ass out with a spell. I do hope you're alright. I tried to make you as comfortable as possible." he told me.
Just then, as if on cue, the imposter started to stir. He immediately tried to break free and looked up to see that I was awake. He looked perplexed.
"Hermione, no! What are you doing? Get away from him!" he exclaimed.
"Hold your tongue!" the other Draco said. The one tied up's mouth snapped shut. He started rummaging around recklessly trying to get free, but the ropes were securely tied into place. He started at me, as if trying to tell me something with his eyes...
The free Draco walked over to him and hit him on the back of the head so he would quit fooling around.
"Stop hurting him!" I yelled. He gave me a funny look.
"Why do you care? He almost killed you! He's been stalking you all year! Don't you want to inflict pain upon him?" he asked.
I had to think quick. Something told me that the one tied up was the real Draco Malfoy and the one free wasn't. But I couldn't let him know that or he might do something terrible.
"Yes, of course. But not while he looks like you. How can we find out who he is?"
"We will have to wait for the polyjuice potion to wear off I suppose." he told me. Of course, I had totally forgotten in the brief moments when my life was at stake.
"How long do you think that will be?" I asked trying to make conversation. I knew it would be atmost two hours or so.
"No telling."
"Well until then, I think we should ask him a few questions." I suggested. " You know, to see why he's doing this?"
"He's doing this because he wants to be me! He wants to take over my life and have the girl of his dreams, which is you, remember? We already discussed this." he said in a dismissing manner. "Besides I think we need to talk about more important things."
This was unheard of! The guy who had been impersonating him was ten feet away and it was as if he didn't care.
"Are you feeling ok, Malfoy?" I asked. "Because the Malfoy I know would be interrogating this imposter right about now."
"Well then you don't know me very well do you? I'm willing to wait for the polyjuice potion to wear off because the mere thought of me beating my own face in doesn't work for me." he explained. Once again, I played along.
"So what do you want to talk about?" I asked casually.
"Us. Me and you. Where we stand." he said so simply. Why would he want to talk about this now?
The tied up Draco began moving again and looked like he was trying to tell me something. I quickly turned my attention back to the other one.
"There is no me and you. I'm with Harry. We just happen to lust after each other from time to time. That's all."
"That's not all! I think I may really care for you. I think about you all the time and no matter how much or how hard I try, I cannot stop. You are so beautiful." he said softly as he came closer.
"Don't listen to him!" the other one yelled. The silence spell must have worn off. "He's the imposter! Not me!" he contined. The other Draco brushed him off and kept going.
"I cannot stand to see you with Harry. He's not good enough for you. He will do you wrong, I know it. You should hear him talk about you behind your back. He's just in it because he knows how much I like you and he doesn't want you to be happy."
Something was off. Since when does he refer to Harry by first name and since when has he has little conversations with him? And...Draco likes me? Ok, too many thoughts...I let him keep going, while I planned my next move.
Meanwhile the other Draco was getting impatient. "Hermione! Hear my voice! It's me! Draco Malfoy! The real one, you git!"
"I can't stop thinking about our first kiss in the hallway. Do you think about it?" he asked. Now I knew he was a fake. We first kissed in the train compartment! I spotted a lamp near by and I rested me hand on it.
"Draco,"I said softly, "Come closer."
He did.
"I think there's something you should know." I whispered. He leaned closer. "Imposter." I said simply and and at that very moment I slammed the vase on his head and he fell to the ground. Then I pulled out my wand and stunned him. Before he could recover I ran to the table, took the knife, and cut the real Draco free. He kissed me for a brief moment and then he pulled away.
"Thanks bitch."
The next thing I knew, I was on the ground.
Note: So how do yall like it? I just wrote what came natural. I originally had the imposter not be in Draco form and give the whole story like away while holding her at knife...point? haha. Anyways, I like this way better. makes for good reading. It wasn't as suspenseful as I intended, but it's the best I can do after being outta the loop for a few years...comments and suggestions are welcome.