Title: Helping Her
Genre: Humor/Romance
Category: Full Story
Summary: No one ever thought Draco Malfoy would show compassion. But him being the cause of a major turn up at Hogwarts, he must show at least a spark of it for what he has to deal with.
Krysta's Notes: Only one person knows what is to come in this chapter, besides me. So, on with the chapter!
Also, for anyone's confusion, Hermione has been little for 4 days. Chapter 2 and 3 are one, her recovery is 2, and chapter five is 1. But this is still the fourth day.
And, a bit of BlaisePansy humor. Nothing more.
Thanks to Sabrina/DarkReader, my new beta. Love you!
Chapter 6: Snuffles and A Box of Kleenex
Flames engulfed the giant room. The floor was a row of dancing ember and the tables were burnt black as charcoal. Hermione coughed and sputtered in the middle of the burning room.
Smoke was rising through the air and Hermione could see two people side by side, being led towards her by two others.
Upon arrival, she could see Black Boy and Superman, Harry and Ron, her best friends. A row of fire separated the two of them from her and she felt tears stinging her vision. She could see Ron cast into the burning fire in front of her and revealed Pansy. Hermione gasped. Pansy had been a role model to the younger girl.
But it wasn't Pansy. She was pushed forward and the absence of her body revealed the scary man from her dreams. He was cackling with a raspy voice, which was joined with the still unknown person. The man from her dreams reminded her of the night she crept into Draco's bed before they became enemies.
"Ron! No! Pansy!" She screamed out, rushing as close as possible without any harm coming to her.
"He's dead. They both are. And Potter will be soon. Right after I throw him in too!" More cackles chipped pieces off Hermione's eardrums.
"Stop!" She screamed, covering her ears.
"Just stop it!"
The person shoved Harry into the fire.
"No! Harry!" She screamed, tears running down her face. She looked up in fury at the person who killed Harry. She screamed again.
It was Blaise standing there. How could he do that to her? Blaise had been her best friend and companion when Draco wasn't there. Thinking of Draco brought tears to her eyes.
"Blaise! You traitor!" She screamed at him. But Blaise was careened forward into the flames. Standing behind him was a dark figure. Hermione squinted her eyes to see.
It was Draco. His eyes were gleaming in a scary way and they were looking at her along with the scary man's eyes. They slowly advanced towards her as Draco rushed forward, through the fire and grabbed her.
"Put me down! Let me go, you meanie!" She screamed at him while kicking and flailing her legs. She knew it was no use.
"You want me to put you down? I will!" He said.
"Hurry it up, Draco! We must reach the Headmaster's office."
"No! You can't kill StoryTeller!" She screamed, while still trying to free herself.
"I can, right after we kill you! Draco, now!" Draco nodded back and with no hesitation, threw Hermione from over his head into the fire on top of Harry, Pansy, Blaise, and Ron.
"No! Ah! Help me! Please!" She could feel her body shaking and grasped the sides of her body to feel hands. Harry, Blaise, Pansy, and Ron were touching her. But how could that be? They were... dead?
Hermione jumped up. Seeing that she was in the Gryffindor Common Room, she quickly hugged the nearest thing; Professor Snape.
Professor Snape had been made to baby sit the young girl until his students returned from Hogsmeade. Then, Harry and Ron entered the room, uniforms slung over their shoulders, talking animatedly.
"Harry! You're still alive! Ron, you're alive too!" She exclaimed loosening her grip on the professor. She ran over to Harry and started crying on his dirty uniform. He moved it and allowed her to cry on his shirt.
"Hermione, it was a dream. We were never dead. We never died, Hermione." Ron assured her, slinging his uniform over his shoulder.
"I dreamed that the scary guy threw you and Pansy into the fire." She said to Ron. "And Draco threw you into the fire, Harry. He also threw Blaise into the fire! And then Draco came after me and threw me in too!" She sobbed, burying herself in his robes again.
"It's alright, Hermione. It's fine, we're all here."
"I'll take my leave. Potter, Weasley, Hermione." He said, seeing the look on the girl's face.
The professor left with a billow of his robe.
"Where are Pansy and Blaise?" Hermione asked, drying her tears. She figured if Harry and Ron said it'd be fine, it would be.
"They went to Hogsmeade and left you with us. They should be back soon." Harry answered, setting the girl down after supplying an answer.
"They're still alive?" She asked, smiling.
"Of course, Hermione. It was a dream." Ron assured her.
"Thank you. But Draco's still a meanie." Ron laughed.
"Meanie, meanie, meanie, meanie, meanie, meanie, meanie!" She chanted as Ron did a happy dance. As long as Hermione hated Draco, he'd use it for happiness, hoping she'd never forgive him.
Blaise and Pansy were in the pet store.
"I don't see why she needs a present." SMACK!
"Ow! Damnit Pansy, I just stated my opinion!" SMACK!
"Woman, please stop!" He pleaded and Pansy glared at him.
"The correct statement is I don't see why she doesn't need a present. God, Blaise, you'll never understand women."
"Good..." He muttered. "Half of them are bad enough just to make some of us go in the out door." SMACK! Blaise shut himself up for the day.
Pansy picked up a kitten. It had beautiful, soft, black fur with bright green eyes and white paws. It nuzzled her palm and she was awing at it.
"Pansy, are we going to buy it or what?" SMACK!
"One more time and I'll kick you where it hurts, Blaise."
They exited the shop with the kitten in question in a small but comfortable cage.
Hermione jumped up when Blaise and Pansy entered the room.
"Hermione!" Pansy said, dropping the cage and awaiting the girl's hug. Hermione ran towards Pansy on sight and hugged her.
"Pansy! Blaise! I missed you guys! Why'd you leave me for a long time! You're alright, right? Nobody hurt you? You need a boo-boo patch? A doctor? Surgery? Are you burning? Do you have a temperature?"
"Hermione, Hermione! Calm down, we're fine."
"Speak for yourself." Blaise commented. The cage was dropped on his foot and his cheek hurt.
"What was that Blaise?" Pansy said evilly.
"I said, Pansy is looking quite nice today, don't you think so Ron?" He passed the buck to Ron, who was blushing at the mention of Pansy.
"Good. Well, Hermione we got you something." Pansy handed her the cage as Hermione opened it.
"A kitten! Oh yay! I'll name it Snuffles!" She said, burying her nose into Snuffles' fur.
"I have to go get my brush!" She ran towards the door and stopped. She grabbed Blaise's hand and dragged him from the Gryffindor Common Room.
"Blaise, my brush is in my real room! I can't go in there by myself!" Sighing, he accompanied the girl to her room.
Entering the room, he kindly greeted Draco, who was curled up into the sofa. Hermione timidly looked at him and frowned when he didn't looked at her. Maybe he did mean it?
"Fine! Granger, fine. Don't talk to me ever again. Hate me. I don't give a fuck. I'll stay away, but I won't ever come back." He said calmly, stalking off ahead of them.
She didn't want Draco to hated her, she had been angry.
A voice pierced her thoughts.
"Hermione, the door is locked, hold on." Blaise said, trying different spells.
"Draco Malfoy." Draco said. Blaise turned and looked at him in question.
"What?"
"Draco Malfoy! That's the password to her door. Dumbledore made the passwords to each of our doors the other's name. Mine's Hermione Granger and her's is Draco Malfoy!" Looking to the younger girl, Draco continued.
"But she has to say it." Hermione's eyes watered as she turned away from Draco and looked at her door.
"Draco..."
"Malfoy!" She said, allowing the door to open before running inside. Draco stood up from the sofa and ran up the stairs. He entered her room to see her lying face down on her purple bed. Blaise waved him forward, knowing that Hermione needed Draco there to comfort her.
"Hermione." He said softly. The girl turned around and hugged him.
"Draco! I'm sorry! Please don't leave! Please! I'm begging you! I miss you already and it hasn't even been a whole day! Don't hate me forever, Draco! I don't hate you! I was angry! I'm really sorry!" She screamed apologetically. Draco held the girl in his arms as life depended on it.
"Hermione, I'm so sorry. I never meant to yell at you or say I hated you too. It's okay, it's really okay." He said to her. She smiled as Draco handed her the box of purple Kleenex tissues. She snatched about fifteen sheets out and daintily picked one up to dab her face with it. Blaise laughed.
"So, no more sadness?" Blaise said to the girl.
"No, sir!" She said to him and grabbed her brush from her nightstand. Snuffles ran in and jumped on Draco, followed by Pansy, Ron, and Harry.
"Oi! Where'd this little lot come from?" Draco said, sounding very British at the moment.
"Draco, meet Snuffles. Snuffles, Draco." Hermione introduced.
"Nice to meet you!" Draco said, shaking the paw of the kitten.
"Malfoy, I thought you hated her." Ron said rudely. Harry jabbed him and Pansy scolded him.
"She was just chanting how mean you were and now she's happily playing with you? What'd you do, drug her?" Ron said, snarling at Draco.
"Ron, shut up! God, will you and Draco just get along? Are you fucking drugged? Or is your brain cell count that low?" Hermione shouted at him. Ron went red.
"Hermione! Apologize!" Blaise said to the girl. She crossed her arms.
"Hermione, just apologize, although I see no reason why." Pansy said, making Ron turn redder.
"Fine. I'm sorry for yelling at you." She said reluctantly. Ron sighed and his face returned to a normal color...but not for long.
"But you're still really stupid." Harry laughed. Ron smacked Harry on the back of the head, but it only made him laugh until he started crying. Ron sat cross-legged on the floor, glaring at everything. Harry was laying on his back laughing, tears streaming down his face until Hermione attacked him.
"He's crying! Draco, the tissues!" Draco stuck the fourteen tissues in the box of Kleenex and threw them to Hermione who caught them and straddled Harry. Taking about twenty wads, she balled them up on Harry's face, smothering him in the scent of lavender. Harry began sneezing.
"More tissues!" Hermione grabbed ten to stuff in Harry's mouth to prevent sneezing and he gave a giant sneeze, scaring Hermione away and causing all thirty purple, lavender scented tissues to fly up in the air. A few wads landed on Pansy and she flipped out.
"Ew! I have germs from the Bastard-Who-Won't-Die! Eep, eep, eep!" She screamed while Harry visibly glared at her until tissues rained down on his head.
Professor McGonagall rushed into Hermione's room, eager to tell her something when she slipped on the box of Kleenex tissues and fell over Pansy, who gladly threw some of the infested tissues on the professor.
"Minnie!" Hermione yelped and ran over to the fallen professor. Helping her stand, she looked at the four teens and yelled.
"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Potter, Ms. Parkinson! Clean up this mess!" She pointed. Hermione stood next to her pointing at the four.
"Now get to it!" Hermione yelled, making them all scramble for the tissues. She smiled and wrinkled her nose at Snuffles's piddle on the floor. Taking about forty tissues, she wiped up the mess outside the door. She discarded the tissues in her room and heard screaming.
"Ugh! There's fucking cat piss on this!" She heard Draco scream as she ran into Draco's Room. Snuffles curled up at her feet in a wad of Kleenex she used as a bed for the kitten. She buried her nose in it as Hermione fell asleep.
"Ah, how I love Kleenex." She said, closing her brown eyes and slipping into unconsciousness.
I loved writing the Kleenex. Let me tell you, I was three and attacked my dog with strawberry scented Kleenex and my mother used it to clean my brother's birdcage cause I used like tons of sheets.
Well, R&R! I finished this on 06/16/05 because imfeelingthis182 gave me about seven new reviews and I got ecstatic. Thank you imfeelingthis182!
Well, I know I told someone that something was supposed to happen, but I decided on putting it in the next chapter. I've pushed it off twice. it was supposed to be the fifth chapter and now this one, but I assure you that it will be the next one. I promise!
And Hermione's language is coming from Draco, his language is rubbing off on her.
Krysta :Smiles:
