A/n: Well, I said I was going to update soon… and I didn't. My bad! I thought everything would come to me cuz I had so many ideas, but I was lazy (again). So, I'm really sorry.
Enjoy and on with the show!
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Hermione had planned to spend the rest of the evening in the library. She said the password to the portrait that guarded the Head Dorms and headed towards her room. While she passed Draco's door, she heard voices.
"Actually no, sir…We're not together anymore."
"Glad you came to your senses."
The other voice she recognized to be Draco, the other, she wasn't as sure, but guessed it to be Lucius Malfoy, Draco's father.
As much as she hated it, she couldn't deny she would be a bit worried if that was his father. Hermione remembered Draco's condition the last time they met privately.
She walked into her room and closed the door.
Hermione smiled as she saw Crookshanks sleeping on top of her bureau.
All she needed was her books, and she was on her way to the library. Hermione went to her books that were on her desk, but she heard a knocking on the window. She turned to see a familiar looking owl.
Hermione opened the window and let the tiny hyper bird in.
"Hello Pig."
She thought it was a rather peculiar name for an owl. 'But,' Hermione thought, 'My cat's name is Crookshanks, so I really shouldn't be talking…'
Then she read the note that was attached to the owl's leg. It read:
I am in desperate need of your help! Please get here ASAP!
- Ginny
Hermione couldn't tell if those were teardrops, raindrops, or if the owl had a little accident on the parchment. Either way, it looked very important. She gathered up her books, and ran out of her room.
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Running through the Forbidden forest, Pansy's heart began to race when she realized it was a full moon. 'I'm almost there,' she thought, 'All I need to do is give the Lady what she wants and I'll be rid of that wretched creature for good…'
She was almost there, but when Pansy thought she was in the clear, she heard something howl. She could tell it was near.
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"Loyalty? Didn't I prove it to him when I got the Dark Mark?"
"The Dark Mark doesn't prove your devotion, Draco, it is simply a sign to show that you are within the ranks of the Dark Lord. You see, there is word of a spy, among the Death Eaters, you are just one of many that are being tested."
"Me?" Draco asked, "Why don't you just – "
"You ask too many questions, Draco." Lucius spat.
Ugh. Again with the spitting? Having a bit of a saliva problem, are you? You should really get that checked out…
"Get properly dressed," Lucius ordered, brushing past Draco and heading toward the common room, "Don't want to meet the Dark Lord looking like a troll, do we?"
X
There was a rustling of bushes and twigs that snapped. The howling was now a growling. It grew louder and louder and as Pansy looked behind her….
She saw a werewolf charging toward her.
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When Lucius walked out of Draco's room, he saw the portrait that led out into the corridor, closing. Something – or someone – must have been leaving.
He pushed the thought out of his mind; after all, it was probably the mudblood.
Lucius studied the common room. It had coffee colored walls. It was decorated with paintings, and wooden bookcases lined the wall. Over by a bookcase, there was a desk that had neatly stacked parchment, and a quill in an inkbottle. There was a mantle over the fireplace where strange shaped vases were. As Lucius looked over the common room, his eyes swept across the staircase that led to Hermione's room.
He raised an eyebrow.
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Pansy ran in between the trees trying to loose the creature that snapped furiously at her back. Her surroundings looked familiar. Pansy realized below her was the Lady.
Tears fell from her eyes as she began to say the incantation. She had to stand still to chant, because the ground would only open in one area. The werewolf was a short distance away.
Leaning against a tree, Pansy chanted the words, faster than usual, that opened up the earth.
"Era of Obscurum
Era of Nox noctis
Era of Decor Quod
Era of Vires ego adeo vos is
Plenus luna nox noctis
Succurro mihi triumphus
Sic ego may smitus
Era of Obscurum
Quod Era of Nox noctis…"
The werewolf was at an arms length when she was on the second to last line. Holding her breath, the werewolf would…
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Lucius glanced at Draco's door. Draco, who took as much time as his mother to get ready, would probably be a while. So while he waited, why not have a bit of fun?
He began to go up the stairs to Hermione's room.
When he was finally at the top, he grabbed a handkerchief from his robe and wiped the doorknob. He wasn't going to touch what the mudblood touched.
With the handkerchief still on the doorknob, Lucius turned the handle.
It opened.
He would be lying if he said he wasn't surprised that the girl didn't close her door.
Didn't they call her the brightest witch of the age, or something of the sort? Well, apparently, she's not all that bright…
Stepping in the room and looking around, he would see that it had pictures of her, the blood-traitor, and The-Boy-Who-Lost-Him-His-Servant. Yes, Lucius was still very irked about that. When it came to grudges, the Malfoys simply never let go. They didn't just 'Forgive and Forget'. For the Malfoys, it went more like, 'Revenge, and If You Get Caught, Deny It'.
The room also had a few pictures of Draco and the mudblood. It almost made him queasy. Lucius wanted to know, was Draco on drugs on something, or did he just wake up one morning and say, "I'm going to date a muggleborn to piss my father off!"
But, the most dominant quality of the room was not the pictures, or the Gryffindor colors (Seriously, the two colors made him want to gouge his eyes out. If he ever thought to lower himself to talk to her, which he wouldn't, he would tell her they are other colors besides red and gold…).
It was how many books there were in the room. The girl probably went all cross-eyed from reading so much.
His eyes roamed the room, and fell upon a dresser.
It wasn't just any old drawer. It was, Hermione's underwear drawer.
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Hermione ran up to the Fat Lady.
"Volito." She said hurriedly.
"You may enter…" replied the Fat Lady opening up.
She ran into the common room.
"Does anyone know where Ginny is?" Hermione asked.
"She's in the girl's dorm…" a sixth year answered. Then the sixth year muttered under her breath, "That psycho…"
"Thanks." Hermione replied hastily, not hearing her.
She climbed the stairs skipping one stair at a time. Then she heard a shriek. That made her skip two stairs at a time. Things were racing through her mind, like Ginny was being kidnapped by Death Eaters or maybe she and Ron had gotten into a huge row or…
Hermione opened the door to the sixth year girl's dorm and saw Ginny in front of a mirror… holding a dress?
"Ginny, I …came here… as fast… as I... could..."she said panting.
"Oh Hermione! This is horrible!" Ginny said on the verge of tears.
"What? Are you hurt!" Hermione said walking up to her, and holding her by the shoulders.
Ginny shook her head. "I have nothing to wear for my date!"
Hermione's mouth dropped open. "Date?"
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Pansy fell through underground with a thud. She groaned and rubbed her head as she got up. Then she heard a whimpering sound from above.
The werewolf musthave leapt at her, but hit the tree instead as she sunk into the ground.
She dusted off her bottom and her knees as she looked up into the almost black, red eyes of the Maiden of the Macabre.
"Do you have it?.."
Her voice no longer had that deep rich accent, but was coarse and haggard.
Pansy put her hand in her robes and took out a small vile of blood.
Draco's blood.
The whole day she had been worried that she would lose it. After all, it was pretty small. She wondered if anyone noticed her constant checking of her robes.
She held it out in front of her.
"Yes."
A/n: Yes, I know I'm evil. These last few chapters there hasn't been a lot of Hermione and Draco interaction, but I'm building up to it!
Oh and in case you're wondering:
Volito -Hurry
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