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A/N Thank you guys so much for all of kind reviews. I didn't expect to get so many on that last chapter. I almost thought about dropping this story, but you guys made me decide to keep it going.
Chapter 15
The Prophecy
Draco's point of viewDraco put his hand on Hermione's chin and tilted her head up so that she was eye to eye with him.
" I'm sorry your friends don't understand" Draco said softly. " You know I can understand Weasley not understanding, but Potter. I would have thought he would have understand."
" I think he was just surprised." Hermione said.
" Well you would think that someone who has faced Voldemort as many times as him, that nothing could surprise him." Draco said " I mean he's not even scared of Voldemort so for him to be all upset about alittle thing like….."
" Yes he is. He's terrified of Voldemort, especially now that, oh never mind."
" Now that what Hermione." Draco said looking deep into her eyes. He was getting somewhere, he just knew it.
" I can't tell you, I promised Harry I wouldn't tell anyone."
" Well I'm not just anyone, come on Hermione I love you, you can tell me."
" Well" Hermione sobbed. " Harry told me that there was a prophecy about Voldemort and him."
" A prophecy?" Draco said curiously.
" Yea Harry told me about it at the end of last year. Only Harry, Dumbledore, and I know about it. Not even Ron knows. Harry only told me because he said that he couldn't stand keeping it a secret anymore and that he had to tell somebody and he knew Ron would freak. Oh I don't know if I should tell you." Hermione said
" Oh come on Hermione you can trust me," Draco said calmly.
" Well basically the Prophecy is that Voldemort and Harry will fight one day and one will murder the other. So basically Harry has to murder Voldemort or be murdered by Voldemort."
Draco let out a long whistle.
" Damn. The stress Potter has to go through. If I would have known that I wouldn't give him such a hard time all the time."
" You wont tell anyone will you…because if that got out…"
" I wont tell." Draco said as he kissed Hermione gently on the lips, guilt filling his stomach.
Later that night, Draco paced back in fourth in front of the fireplace.
He knew that eventually he would have to tell Voldemort the information he had found out and knew that if he waited for Voldemort to contact him, Voldemort would wonder why Draco didn't tell him as soon as he found out.
Draco walked over to the fireplace, floo powder in hand.
He took a deep breath and throw the floo powder in the fireplace and said, " The Malfoy Manner."
Draco landed hard in the Malfoy Manner.
He only took a few steps out of the fireplace before, " Draco what are you doing here?" His father asked surprised.
" I have information for our Lord."
" I knew you wouldn't let me down son" His father said as he patted Draco on the back. "I will contact him at once."
" You mean you know where Voldemort is staying?" Draco asked curiously.
" Of course." His father said dipping his quill in ink and scribbling something down on parchment.
Draco watched as his father tied the parchment to an owl's foot.
" Take the parchment to 113 Malfuest St." His father said to the owl, who Draco noticed quivered slightly at those words.
" 113 Malfuest St.?"
" Yes, our Lord has head quarters there. Very private. You can't even find the place without saying the password." His father said lazily. " Anyone who doesn't know the password will only be able to see a mailbox."
" So he has head quarters there. Is that like where he has his secret meetings?"
" Yes he has some meetings there. But mostly he just hides out there."
" So you just say the password and his head quarters, just sort of appear?"
His father just nodded.
" What is the password?"
":Pureblood."
Oh that's a real surprise there Draco thought.
At that moment Voldemort appeared in the middle of the room.
" Wow that was fast." Draco said stunned.
" His head quarters are not very far from here." His father said.
" So Draco, your father tells me that you have information for me." Voldemort said in his high pitched voice.
" Yes I do." Draco took a deep breath and said. " There is a Prophecy about you and Harry Potter."
" Yes I already knew that you silly boy. That's what I was trying to get last year before it got smashed." Voldemort hissed angrily. " You have told me information that I already know. That is disappointing, and I hate being disappointed."
" But I know what the prophecy is." Draco said quickly.
Voldemort's eyes lit up. " Do tell."
" The Prophecy is that you and Harry will fight each other and only one of you will live, but it didn't say which one."
" So your telling me that Potter may be the one who causes me to meet my end." Voldemort said. " I can't believe that a young boy could be the end of the me."
" Well then you must kill Potter now that he's young." Draco's father said. " Don't wait until he gets older and more powerful."
An evil smile crossed Voldemort's face.
" Yes your right and I've got a plan and you." He said looking at Draco " Are going to help me make it work."
Draco gulped.
Hermione's point of viewHermione sat in the Common Room. Currently trying to occupy herself with a book, but it was no use. She didn't know what to do.
Harry, Ron, and Ginny were mad at her and she didn't know if they would ever forgive her.
Her thoughts were disturbed by a tap at the window. She recognized it as Draco's eagle.
She walked over and let it in. It was carrying a note addressed to her.
She opened and read,
Hermione,
I know it's late, but can you please meet me in the astronomy tower as soon as possible.
Draco.
A few minutes later Hermione climbed the steps of the Astronomy Tower. As soon as she got there she found Draco waiting for her.
She rushed over to kiss him, but he pulled away.
" Whats wrong" she asked worried.
" Nothing" Draco said, but he didn't look like nothing was wrong.
His usual neat hair was a mess as if he had ran his hands through it one to many times and his pale skin looked even paler.
" It's just I feel so awful about you and your friends getting into a fight."
" Oh Draco don't worry …" Hermione started to say, but Draco cut her off.
" I hate seeing you in this pain. I want to help, so I was thinking that maybe I could talk to them. Hermione I know that in the past I have been an ass, but I've changed."
" I know you have." Hermione said softly.
" I know you know I have, but I want them to know that. So I was thinking, maybe if I talked to them they would see how much I had changed."
" You would do that for me?"
" Of course I would."
" Ok well it's worth a try."
" How about I talk to them tomorrow. There's a Hogsmead trip."
" Ok but wont it be too nosy to talk."
" We could talk in the shrieking shack."
" Ok sounds like a plan."
Draco's point of viewHermione brought her lips to Draco's.
He pulled her close. Taking in all he could.
" I love you Hermione." He said as he pulled away from the kiss
" I love you Draco." Hermione said as she pulled him into another passionate kiss.
I know you love me. Draco thought. I just hope that you still love me after tomorrow.
A/N Sorry it has taken me so long to update but the next chapter should be up very soon. In the mean time please review and let me know what you think.
