Summary: Helping a Malfoy was never easy. And because of this, Hermione found her heart frozen. Literally. And just when the Slytherin Prince has finally learned to take a second look on the MudBlood, drastic changes happened to her. She forgot what it means to feel. Would he be able to return Hermione back before her heart completely melts?
Chilled
Prologue
- Hermione's POV -
"Crucio," I heard myself say, pointing my wand onto Draco. I wanted to stop myself but couldn't. I strived hard but still failed. An imperius curse was used upon me and I can do nothing but battle with myself and Lucius Malfoy. I can't believe a father would do this to his own son. I watched helplessly as Draco dropped on the ground with pain I never wanted to inflict on anybody, especially on him. Ever since he changed his mind about You-Know-Who, I developed something for him. But right now? I shouldn't be thinking about that. I had to do something. I wanted to scream for help but there's nobody and another thing, I couldn't. The final battle has started and we're trapped inside the Malfoy Manor. This was all after he leaked the information he garnered while spying on the death-eaters. He told Professor Dumbledore all about their plans, excluding his own. Draco did everything he could to detain Lucius onto meeting his master. This was a part of his plan. Me, on the other hand, was not a part of it. Professor Dumbledore found out what Draco was planning and sent me to stop him.
I stopped infront of the Malfoy Manor. I didn't know how to get inside but in some brilliant way, I was able to. There was a long staircase upwards. Besides that, there were different passageways, left and right. A passageway led to another. I was confused and careful, careful not to be seen by anyone. I was, after all, not invited and most definitely not welcome in this place. I was thinking deep. But before I was able to get an answer, I felt a presence behind me. I slowly turned about.
"Narcissa." I said, holding my wand quite tight. I wasn't trying to hide it from her. Sooner or later, she would, of course, take out her own. She took a step near me.
"Lower your wand," she said.
Right, like I would fall for that. I gripped my wand even tighter and a bit higher for her to see I was not about to back down.
"Do you want to see my son or not? I know you will not believe this but I'm on your side. I'll show you where they are." A sincere but frightened look was plastered on her face.
"Good actress." I muttered. "But if you're really that nice and trust worthy, bring me there with me holding my wand."
"If that suits you best." she said, simply.
What? No protest? I can't believe this. "Okay." I just blurted. "But be sure to make it fast."
Along the way, she told me that Lucius already knew that Draco had turned against You-Know-Who and it won't be long until he does something to Draco. Surely, she thought of saving her son but she was not as skillful as his husband. She would only endanger his son's life more than it already was. She needed an ally. She was about to call for one when she saw me. And when she did, I guess she saw an ally aura around me and brought me to where the two other Malfoys were.
We barged inside. I was holding my wand. And so was Narcissa. We saw Draco trying his best to stand up after being thrown away with a powerful spell. His body had cuts all over him.
"Narcissa!" Luicius' voice was all that could be heard.
"Expell-" she was not able to continue.
"Crucio." Lucius muttered.
Narcissa cried of pain and fell on the ground. I was struck with fear. I didn't know what to do. I was telling myself to stop him but I was also questioning myself if I could. I wanted to run away but snapped back to reality. I had to do something.
"Expelliar-" I, too, was not able to continue.
"Imperio." Lucius pointed his wand at me.
"No!" I heard Draco say.
"No?" Lucius said, threateningly.
He made me do the cruciatus curse on his own son. That was the time I muttered the word "Crucio". I was still striving hard to fight the curse but I was having a hard time doing it. I was already losing hope. I was already giving up. I imagined myself suffering the same fate. I don't want to die yet, please. I have plans. I haven't even started my 7th Year at Hogwarts yet.
It was like a god heard my plea. Narcissa blurted the words "Avada Kedavra" while her wand pointed at Lucius. He fell on the ground. I was freed from the curse. Narcissa, on the other hand, was shaky. After that, she passed out. I ran onto her. Dead. That's what she is now. Tears started to flow from my eyes. It maybe because of the suppressed fear I felt earlier but to me, it was because I felt as if I just lost someone near me, someone I knew for a long time.
I heard a moan. It was from Draco. I ran onto his side. He was still in pain from the cruciatus curse. His body had blood all over. Luckily, I brought a healing potion. I had him drink it. He did drink it, with big effort. Slowly, some of the wounds vanished. But it looked more as if nothing happened. It was not enough. What am I supposed to do? If this doesn't stop, he'd die. And I don't want that. I want him alive. I want him to be able to live a happy life.
"Hold on." I said, not trying to hold back tears. I thought hard. He only had little time left. Healing potion did not help. And so as the healing spells. I had nothing left to do. This was my last resort.
"Efila."
Author's Note: So that's it for the prologue of my second stroy, Chill. I hope you all like it. Give me reviews! Thanks for reading! Oh, and "Efila" would be explained in the next chapter. Take Care! )