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What Is Going On?

End Ch 2:

Draco and Hermione continued on to the ground floor. Once they got there, Draco stopped dead. And since Draco is taller then Hermione, she couldn't see what was going on in the front.

She pushed him aside, and looked past him, though, she wish she hadn't.

Standing over a dead Stan was Bert, Wormtail, Bellatrix Lestrange and Lucius Malfoy.

"My son, you should know that I'm not that easy to get rid of," Lucius said calmly.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Ch 3:

Lucius Malfoy hit the floor motionless, with surprise in his eyes.

"Looks to me like you are." Was all Draco said, lowering his wand.

"Draco" Hermione whispered, "you killed your own father…"

"He was about to do the same to me. I had no choice. Plus, I don't like him, never have."

Bellatrix, Bert, and Wormtail just stared at him as if he were a mutant.

"What the hell, Malfoy! Do you know how angry the Dark Lord will become when he finds out that his best death eater was killed by his own son? The sonwho should be joiningthe Death Eatersbut is too scared!" Lestrange shouted.

"I have a pretty good idea." Draco smeared. "If I am thinking right, then you will get all the blame because you didn't save the 'Dark Lords'" he did the quotations in the air, "little servant."

"Oh BLODDY HELL, I DIDN'T EVEN THINK OF THAT!" And with that, Lestrange disapperated. And Wormtail followed.

"Well, that got rid of them, and now, on to the Ministry. Oh, hello Minister." Draco smiled, acting nice when the minister appeared behind him.

"Merlin's beard, what happened here?" Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour sputtered.

"Well, Minister, my so-called Father and his "Associates" came here to kill Ms. Granger I just did what any fellow wizard would do, I killed my Father."

"Um…Well, Ms. Granger, I'm afraid I just got word a few minutes ago of what happened to your parents and house. And I have to say, from here on out, you have to be under strict protection, andwe mustfind some where that you can stay. I happen to have an uncle who lives not too far from your old house. If you want to see about living with him for the next month and ½ until you go to Hogwarts. Though I have to warn you, he has a few illnesses." Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour said.

"Well, Mr. Scrimgeour, now that my father is, well, deceased, I now own the Malfoy Manor, and I have about 7 empty rooms. If Hermione doesn't mind, she could stay with me. And when its time to go back to Hogwarts, we can go together." Draco suggested.

"Right, well, it is for Ms. Granger to decide. What do you think?" Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour looked at Hermione.

All this time, Hermione had tried to hide in the corner, but when she started to hear her name being mentioned, she slowly started to come back to reality.

"Well…I don't know…" Hermione finally felt the pressure, the sadness, the depression, and the confusion started to set in.

"I don't know what to do. Mother, what do I do." Hermione started to whisper, while backing into her quiet corner again. "Mama…I miss you…I need you mama…" She started to cry…

"Mr. Scrimgeour, I think it would be best if she stayed at my house, even if it were for the night. She needs to calm down and sleep a little. And plus, my house is on this stop. It will only take 5 minutes to get there." Draco said, pulling Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour aside to give Hermione a little more breathing room.

"Yes, yes, I think you are right." Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour took one worried glanced back at Hermione, then left the bus.

Draco walked slowly back to Hermione, to see how much longer she could hold up. Turns out, she had held up good until now. Now, she was crying her eyes out as if there is no tomorrow.

"Hermione" Draco whispered. "Hermione, come on, we need to get you home." Draco knelt down and put his arm around her, in an awkward hug, and trying to get her up. But once he put his arm around her, he felt her shivering.

"Come on Hermione, your shivering. You need sleep." Draco whispered.

"Here, she can have my cloak. She needs it more then I do" One of the ladies had come down to see what was going on. She was wearing this gorgeous black velvet cloak. She helped Draco get Hermione to her feet, then put the cloak on her back.

"Thank you." Draco said as politely as he could. He never knew how nice strangers could be.

"Well, get going. She needs her sleep." The lady snapped, in a strict, but motherly tone.

"Yes ma'am. And thank you again." Draco said.

Hermione was still sniffling, her arms wrapped around Draco's neck for support. She held onto him as he walked her off the bus and down the street. She kept whispering names. Draco guessed they must have been her parent's names.

After a few minutes of walking, they finnaly reached the Malfoy Manor. Draco walked up to his black, empty house. It took some time, but after he opened the door, he walked up the grand staircase to one of the guest bedrooms that previously belonged to Pansy Parkinson. He filled that room with all sorts of girlish clothes and make-up, but then he got off his father's curse and broke up with Pansy. He hadn't known what to do with thegirlish stuff, so he left it there. And now he was glad thathe did.

Hetook off herrobe, overshirt, and shoes, then set her on the pink silk sheets. He gently pulled the covers up to her chin. As he did so, Hermione started to whisper "mom" and "dad". She was half-awake, but it seemed more like a trance.

Draco was getting a little worried. After covering her with the blanket, he retrieved a chair and some blankets from the closet and set them in the corner of the room. He wanted to be there if she needed him.

Hermione sleepily stared at Draco and after 10 minutes, she finally fell asleep. As soon as Hermione was fully asleep, Draco felt that it was good for him to get some sleep too. He tried to stay awake as long as possible, but soon enough, exhaustion came over him.

HERMIONE'S DREAM:

Hermione woke up in her bed, nice and warm. She looked around and her room was exactly how she had left it. She had everything in perfect order…too perfect, actually. She looked around her room. Everything on her dresser was organized by the size. Everything on her walls was organized, all the pictures of variouscelebrities were alphabetized. Everything was in the exact order she hadplanned to do for years, but never came around to it. Even though everything was in order, she couldn't help thinking that was something missing.

She rolled out of bed and walked to the door. She reached out and grabbed the doorknob, and turned. But it wouldn't turn. She tried the other way. It would budge. She looked around her room and found out what was missing: her window.

Panic swept over like a rush of cold air. She tried opening the door again, but the doorknob wouldn't do anything. In hopes that she would get somebody's attention, she started to bang her fists on the door, hitting the door as hard as she could.

Her conscience ordered herto calm down, to back away from the door, and to try and figure out what to do. Suddenly,she heard a scream. A scream so horrible, yet so familiar. Then, it smacked her in the face, she remembered that scream. It washer mother's scream as wewas murdered.She stepped back from the door and turned around. Hot tears fell on her cheeks. She realized that she couldn't help her mother, again.

Then, she remembered her father. 'Maybe there is some way to save him', Hermione thought hopefully.

She ran to the door and tried the doorknob again. This time it worked. She ripped it opened, and ran out into what she thought was the hallway. Instead, it was complete blackness. Behind her, the door closed into oblivion. She reached out for it, but it wasn't there anymore. She looked around, and in that complete blackness, she noticed a distant light. It seemed tobe athousand miles away,visible asa tiny dot. She started toward it, absentmindedly, as if it was her only purpose at the time.

As she came upon it, she noticed it was a lamp, one of those old fashioned types that were used in the 40's. It was on top of a wooden nightstand. No drawers, nothing. Behind the stand was a curtain. A maroon velvet curtain. She reached for it, and pulled.

Behind the curtain were her parents. Dead. They were on top of each other just as they were before she left her house. She screamed and ran.

After she started running, the earth started to trmeble horribly.

REALITY:

Draco woke with a start. Immediately, he knew what had awakened him: Hermione was screaming.

He ran to her bedside and shook her to wake her up. She was trembling as if in a seizure.

As Hermione came to consciousness, she quit screaming. Then, she sat up suddenly. She looked around wildly, tears running down her face. Her eyes stopped on Draco, but only for a brief moment. In the next second, she flung herself into his arms. He hugged her while she crying on his shoulder.

"It was just a nightmare" Draco somforted her. "Its over, I'm here now."

"Don't l-l-leave me…" Hermione sobbed. "Pleas-s-se, don't leave m-m-me"

"Don't worry, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. I'm here."

Draco rocked her back and forth, calming her down. She did start to calm down, and in time, she was asleep again.

He gently put Hermione's head onto the pillowagain.

Quietly, he whispered, "Don't worry Hermione, Icouldnever leave the one I love"

Ah, that's so sweet! Don't you think? Well, enough of this episode of What Is Going On?, if you will be as kind as to review, that would be much appreciated. And don't worry, I will get the forth chapter up soon! Promise!