Chapter 9: Dream in the Tub
Hermione liked her secret admirer. He was really funny and kind of sweet he gave her a lot of compliments.
This is what they wrote on a piece of parchment once:
Will you tell me your name?
No. But I'll give you the name of the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.
What's her name?
Hermione Granger
Hehehe… This Hermione, what makes her beautiful?
Everything.
What do you mean everything?
Everything about her makes her beautiful.
Wow. I wish I was her.
You are her.
I know. Hehehe… Thanks for the compliment by the way.
You're welcome.
Draco had a lot of fun sending messages back and forth with Hermione. He got to know her better and the more they send messages to each other, the more he falls in love with Hermione if that was possible.
Draco was in the Common Room that day and classes were already done and he had finished all his homework. He was reading a book when Hermione came in.
"Hey Mione!"
"Hey Draco! What cha reading?"
"I'm reading Hogwarts: A History."
"Nice choice. I didn't know 'The Draco Malfoy' was interested in books."
"Well, what can I say? I'm really bored so I thought, 'Why not read a book?' And so I did."
"Okay. I'll be in the bathroom if you need me."
"Have a relaxing bath."
Hermione went to the bathroom and slowly took off her clothes. She prepared her bath and once again, she lit scented candles and did everything she usually does when she takes a long and relaxing bath.
She got in and drowned herself in her thoughts. She still missed her parents. She kept thinking about what she could have done.
A few minutes later, Hermione fell asleep.
This time, her dream made her more depressed.
She was in her room sleeping peacefully. She woke up since there was a loud bell ringing. She knew it was the signal that the war had started. She looked out the window and saw everyone going out of the castle and attacking the deatheaters.
She changed quickly and grabbed her wand. She ran down the stairs and went out. Her parents called out to her and she turned her head in search for them.
Hermione finally caught sight of her parents and she ran to them.
"Surprise honey!"
"What's going on here? An activity or something?"
"No. It's a war. You have to go. You two can't defend yourselves. Go back where you came from."
Hermione's parents nodded and started running away. A deatheater came near her and spoke, "Those are your parents right? There is no doubt that they are muggles."
Hermione couldn't speak. She tried to open her mouth but nothing came out. The deatheaer spoke again but finished it with an evil smile. "I'll kill them."
She grabbed her wand and pointed it at the deatheater who was chanting a curse. She tried to cast a spell but her mind was blank and she couldn't say anything.
The deatheater finished his chanting and a red light went out from his wand. Hermione saw her parents then the red light reached them and they fell to the ground.
Hermione screamed no and she was awake. Tears started streaming down her cheeks while Draco was pounding on the door shouting.
"Hermione, are you alright? What happened?"
Hermione didn't answer him but she grabbed her towel and dried herself. She slipped in the bathrobe that she had prepared earlier and she went out.
"Hermione, are you okay? What happened in there?"
"It was just a nightmare. That's all. I fell asleep when I was in the bathtub. There's nothing wrong. Everything is fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Mione, If you want to talk about it, I'll be in my room."
"Okay Draco."
"If you need anything, you know where to find me."
Draco left and went to his own room. Hermione locked the door and she grabbed her pajamas. She dried her hair with a towel and she went outside.
What did the dream mean? I should have protected them while I had the chance. Why didn't I do anything? Why did I just let them die? These were her usual thoughts and she blamed herself for her parents' death.
Hermione couldn't sleep that night and when she did, she dreamt of the same thing. Everytime she woke up, she would be breathing heavily and she would be sweating so much while tears made its way down her cheeks. She couldn't hold it in any longer so she ran outside and she started banging on Draco's door.
"Draco, wake up. I need to talk to you."
Draco heard Hermione banging her fists against the door so he stood up and opened it and found a crying Hermione.
She ran inside and she cried on Draco's chest making his shirt soaked with her tears.
"Hermione, what's wrong?"
"Let's go out to the balcony. The night sky helps comfort me..."
Draco led Hermione out to the balcony and they sat down.
"What happened?"
"I… I… I…"
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