NinetalesLuver-Thank you! I'm glad you liked my lyrics!
HermioneDracoMalfoy-Crystal, you happy now? I updated, though something's gonna happen in this chapter, and you're not gonna like it…
Alyssium-Yes…they do, but I would just like to point out that this is rated "T", so no sex will be written in, ok? (although I won't say that sexual references and 'almost's are out of the question)
LivingImpared-Cool name!
Draco2hot4me- sorry I didn't update sooner!
Queen of Duct Tape- Oh, okay, cuz you see I thought you were actually taking the tape off and sticking it to you hair, and that sounded painful, but now it all makes so much more sense…especially the posture comment. Hmmm…the knowing you're stupid still makes you stupid comment remind me of a time I said, "You're probably not going to understand what I'm just about to say, but you're idiocy knows no bounds," to this guy I re-eally despised, and he said, "What?" and my friend beside me said, "And that would be the point." Lol
Slyzerin- Thank you, and I'm writing the lyrics into the middle now like you asked.
Alexandra Warkel- I'm sorry. I let you down. I promise to update sooner next time!
Babiblue754-Dear God, but they're all going to be like 20 then! It'll be so weird! Hey, I bet Draco's even hotter by then too! Lol!
Kait1991-The 6th book totally screwed us all over! I mean not only does it remove Dumbledore, Snape, and Hogwarts in general, but it basically screams that Hermione and Ron get together, and that's no fun! Oh well…
Lilwhitney- Sorry for the update taking so long!
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Riley Malfoy- Thank you! I was hoping you guys would like the dress D
Mysteriouscharm- Yeah, I know it as fluffy, but there's got to be at least one happy chapter right?
A/N-There's all your replies. Happy reading!
Disclaimer- I plan to be a professional writer when I grow up, but that doesn't mean I'm one now, tear. Which means…I don't own Harry Potter!
Chapter 13: Blaise Plus Voldemort Equals Evil PlotsThe month of November passes with no further mishaps, and Draco and Hermione are planning for the Yule Ball next month. Everything is perfect in the happy couples relationship…sort of.
"Oh come on green, red, silver, and gold are classic Christmas colors! How can you disagree with that?" Hermione yelled, flailing her arms in frustration.
"It's not that I disagree; it's just that everyone will think it's too obvious! I mean we are the Heads and dating, but we're also the first pairing of a Gryffindor and a Slytherin that this school has ever been exposed to since Godric and Salazar stopped being best friends! They're going to think it's some weird publicity stunt!" he argued.
"Why would I want publicity! After Rita Skeeter I think I've had enough of the press, don't you?" she asked incredulously.
"Not for us, for school unity. They'd think we're pairing Gryffindor and Slytherin together as a way of showing 'See how lovely you're House Colors are when placed side by side?' and all that. There would be a rebellion!"
"How about, instead of just Gryffindor and Slytherin colors, we have all the school colors put together? Then it'd be a blatant unity statement, but not isolated to Slytherin and Gryffindor," she suggested.
At slow speed we all seem focused
In motion
we seem wrong
In summer we can taste the rain
"I think that might work. We can ask Dumbledore at the next meeting." They leaned back on the couch together, his arm around her.
"When is the next meeting again?" she whispered as they stared into the fire.
"On Tuesday, love," he mumbled. He could smell the apple smell that was like a barrier around her from where he sat, and it seemed intoxicating.
I want you to be free
Don't worry about
me
And just like the movies
We play out our last scene
Little did he know he had the same effect on her. The vanilla musk and chocolate smell that had become her security blanket enveloped her, and she knew she couldn't be happier than she was at that moment, or she might burst. "You know I love you, right?"
"I would hope so, or I'm going to be rather broken hearted when you leave me. It's not Ron, is it? You're leaving me for Ron?" he joked.
"I can't believe you would ever think that!" she said as if scandalized. She was really over acting. "Are you going to leave me?" she asked dangerously but with a huge grin on her face.
Two can play this game
We both want power
In
winter we can taste the pain
"Never, my darling! Let's ride off into the sunset together!" he announced. They both broke out in tumultuous laughter.
"I'm sorry, but I don't think sunsets are my style," she said through her laughter.
"Me neither. I'm more of fireworks at midnight kind of guy."
In our short
years, we come long way
To treat it bad and throw away
And that's when the door exploded.
Hermione screamed, and Draco pulled out his wand to point it at the dust-clouded porthole.
I want you to
be free
Don't worry about me
And just like the movies
We
play out our last scene
They heard a high-pitched, hissing voice say, "Find them," and everything seemed to go in slow motion after that. Death Eaters streamed in the door, and the first one was Lucius Malfoy. When he saw Hermione and Draco together on the couch, he yelled, "Crucio!" and there was a second scream, but this time it wasn't from Hermione. Draco was writhing on the ground from pain. Hermione tried to let out another scream, but one of the Death Eaters had cast a Silencing Charm on her. That's when she saw him. Blaise Zabini, flanking Voldemort, stepped into view. He wore a devilish grin and was holding hands with none other than Pansy Parkinson. She squealed when she saw what state Draco was in, but Blaise held her back.
You won't cry, I won't scream
"No, love. First we take the Mudblood, then you can have your fun with Draco," he ordered not unkindly. A cold shudder ran down Hermione's spine.
In our short years
we come long way
To treat it bad and throw away
And if we
make a little space
A science fiction showcase
In our short
film, a love disgrace
Dream a scene to brighten face
In our
short years we come long way
To treat it bad, just to throw it
away
"DRACO!" she tried to yell, but no sound came out. Over and over again, she screamed his name, but to no avail. He couldn't hear her, no one did. And this time she didn't wake up.
I want you to
be free
Don't worry about me
And just like the movies
We
play out our last scene
A/N- Okay, I know this chapter was super short, but well, the next part is better saved for the next chapter. You know I love you guys, right? Well then REVIEW!
