Tears of a confused mind

by DarkRaven-04

Hermione's life is upside down, she has powers she can't control and a fear that won't go away. She just wants to be left alone. Is that too much to ask? rNr!

9. Chapter9: The letter from no one

Tears of a confused mind

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A.N Thank you to my reviewers

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Spykigurl: Thanks! and yes one of my other reviewers picked up on this, no its not deliberate, it's just when I type I forget, I just want to get the next chapter updated that it doesn't cross my mind. I am now re-reading each and every chapter to make fewer mistakes. "and let me guess Hermione can tell Draco that she can get rid of the tattoo for him but she wont have the heart to make him go through the pain of the curse ... but I might be wrong . anyways keep writing !" Nope! nothing to do with the tattoos! The tattoos and the curse aren't connected in any way shape or form!

Chapter 9: The letter from no one

He recognised her immediately, but before he could say anything she said.

'You.'

They stood there staring at each other for a few seconds. Neither could believe that the person they had been dreaming and thinking about constantly was standing just feet away from them. Draco thought all his Christmas's had come at once. He wanted to run up to her and kiss the life out of her, just to show her how much he wanted her. But what if she didn't want to see him? What if he imagined everything and she was horrified to see him?

Even though she didn't show it Hermione was so happy she had seen him again. She too couldn't believe that he was standing mere feet away from her and she was just standing there. But a second thought struck her. Was this what he wanted as well? He seemed shocked to see her, was that because he was disgusted to be in her presences? McGonagal and Snape smiled at the two teenagers. Hermione turned to Dumbledore.

'Albus, what are you playing at?'

Draco's heart plummeted. He was right, she didn't want to see him. She obviously didn't feel that connection between them. He couldn't believe this, he was so sure. He took a deep breath and composed himself. Being a Malfoy he was taught never to let his emotions show or show any humiliation to the Malfoy name. So he didn't

'Yes Dumbledore I have to agree. If I had known from the beginning that I was to share a dorm with a Mudblood - a murderer at that then I would have refused the position.'

Slap. Hermione couldn't believe the words that just come out of his mouth. He called her a murderer. Just as she was getting back on track he said something like that. She couldn't understand why he was being so cold towards her either. She was positive she wasn't the only one to feel the intensity between them. She felt as if a bucket of ice cold water was poured over her. She was dam sure that she wasn't the only one to feel that connection though.

'Excuse me? You weren't saying I was a Mudblood when you had your tongue down my throat in that club.'

It was true he didn't care if she was Muggle-born then and he didn't care now. His father brought him up to believe that a Muggle-born was inferior, but as he grew up he had his own opinions that contradicted his fathers.

'Things change. It was before I found out who you were or should I say WHAT your are. How you could appoint a murderer is beyond me Dumbledore.'

The Professors stood their gobsmacked. What they hell was going on? He had called her a murderer twice now and things weren't going to get any better. They were pretty sure that he would need a hospital bed soon if he pissed her off anymore. Hermione was still in shock at the way he was acting. She wasn't angry, no, she was upset. A tear escaped her eye and she faced him full on.

'And to think I actually liked you. I didn't care you were a Death Eater! In the club when we touched I actually thought we had some sort of energy or connection between us. I was pretty sure that I wasn't the only one to think or feel it. And I thought it grew when we kissed. O how wrong I was.'

'You no what? You weren't the only one to think that! I couldn't believe the connection I had with you. I thought I was imagining it! I haven't stopped thinking about you since you ran out that dam club! All I can think about is having you near me! And ever since I walked in this room all I wanted to do was kiss you.'

'Well good because that's what I want you to do!'

'Good.'

With that Draco took two strides across the room and put his arm around Hermione's waist. In one fell swoop he captured her lips in a heated kiss. Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck while his other hand moved to the side of her face. He nibbled on her bottom lip, begging for entrance. She willingly agreed and their tongues communicated their needs and desires to one another. This was the connection they both needed. To be so close that they could feel each others body heat. The both needed the same thing and now they had it. They didn't want each other, no, they needed each other. To be so close that they could feel each other's heart beats. To be so close that they were one. They had dreamed of this for far to long.

The intensity of the kiss grew and Hermione let a moan escape her lips. Her mind was racing. Finally she had him back in her life. She felt so safe and secure around him. Nothing else mattered. Draco felt the same. His past lay forgotten and the only thing that mattered in his life now was the woman in his arms. He never wanted to let her go.

The professors were in shock. Not two seconds ago they were screaming at each other and he had called her a murderer and now they were lip locked in the middle of the room. Dumbledore had a smile on his face, he hoped this would happen, even if they did get off to a rocky start. Snape just shook his head and muttered.

'Teenagers.'

The two finally pulled apart for air, but never letting go. Draco rested his forehead against hers and looked into those eyes he loved so much. The blue was so deep and you could get lost in them. He could see that she had flickers of green and amber in them as well. He wiped one of her tears away. She could see the never ending greys and silvers in his eyes. They were so rare and so beautiful.

'I'm sorry, I never meant to call you a Mudblood or a murderer.'

'No it doesn't matter.'

McGonagal cleared her throat and the two turned to see the three Professors staring at them with mixed expressions. Dumbledore motioned them to sit down in the chairs in front of him, so they did. Their hands were locked as if they felt if they let go they would loose each other.

'Ok well now that you've met each other, I hope you can understand why I wanted to keep this a secret. I take it you are happy to see each other? Yes, that's what I thought. Well we don't have time now before lunch to go over your duties so we can do that after lunch. I think we have enough time however for the two of you to see your new dorm. So if you'd like to follow me.'

Dumbledore rose from his seat and went to the door, he was followed by the two professors and then Hermione and Draco who still had their hands locked.

The walked in silence down the corridor to their dorm room. Hermione and Draco kept steeling glances at one another. Draco however couldn't contain himself any longer. He had to get her alone. Once the Professors had rounded the corridor he pulled her down one of the dark off corridors. She let out a small yelp as he pushed her against the wall and kissed her furiously. She kissed him back in surprise, but pushed him back after a few seconds.

'What has gotten into you?'

'I couldn't wait any more, I had to get you alone and this was the best option until after the meeting later.'

'But we won't be able to find our way to our dorm, we'll be lost!'

'So? We'll find it later.'

'What if we get caught?'

'We will cross that bridge when we come to it.'

She smiled at him and he leant back down and kissed her. She let out a small giggle as he ran his hand down the side of her breasts and then let them rest around her waist. She moved her hands so the were up the back of his shirt, pulling him against her.

Further down the corridor. The professors continued to the head dorm unaware that the two had stopped.

'Albus I understand you want to keep it from them but they have a right to no their destiny.'

'Yes but they are so happy at the moment and have just found each other-'

'Shh.'

'What is it Severus?'

'Can you hear that?'

'No, I can't hear anything.'

'Exactly.'

The three of them spun around to see an empty corridor. They groaned and rolled their eyes. They heard a faint giggle coming from where they just were. They made their way back.

Draco was now attacking Hermione's neck with little butterfly kisses. Sucking, kissing and biting her neck.

'Dray come on we better catch up.'

'In a minute, im busy.'

'Look if we leave now, we could always skip lunch?'

He raised his head and looked at her questionably.

'Yeah?'

They then heard someone clear their throat. They looked at the entrance of the corridor and saw three very annoyed looking professors. McGonagal reached out and grabbed Hermione's hand and dragged her away from Draco. She pulled her down the corridor.

'Hermione-'

'Amaya.'

'Amaya, you shouldn't behave in such ways when you are head girl. You have responsibilities now and shouldn't be getting caught fooling around with the head boy in corridors. Now you will stay up here with me until we get to the dorm and then I expect you at lunch within 10 minutes where you will sit AWAY from Mr Malfoy. Do you understand?

'Yes.'

Hermione heard a groan from behind her. She knew that Draco had probably gotten the same 'act your age' 'you have responsibilities' talk from Dumbledore and Snape. She let a little smile escape her lips as she realised that he had two of them to deal with and she only had one. They continued to walk down the corridor in silence until they reached a portrait of the three professors. They were sitting on a very large black couch smiling happily at them apart from Snape who had a scowl on his face. Once they stopped outside the picture, Draco came up behind Hermione and ran his hands along her arse and then snake them around her waist. This was cut short by Snape. He saw this and pulled him back by the scruff of his collar. Hermione heard him mutter

'Spoil sport.'

'Teenagers.'

The Dumbledore in the picture said to them that the heads must agree on a password and then change it together on the last day of the month every month. McGonagal then turned to them.

'Ok so what shall your password be?'

Before Draco even had time to even think of anything Hermione shouted out

'Freak in the bed.'

Draco burst out laughing, Snape was trying hard to cover his laughs with coughs, while Dumbledore let a smile creep up on his lips. McGonagal however looked disgusted.

'Now really I don't think that's quite acceptable-'

'ACCEPTED!'

McGonagal turned to the portrait with a disgusted look on her face.

'Now really.'

The portrait swung open and McGonagal entered pulling Hermione along with her. Hermione looked around her knew common room and was surprised. It was beautiful. It had red walls with silver borders and a silver Hogwarts crest above a fireplace opposite the entrance of their room. Where she stood, either side of her was two tables. One had parchment and quills on it so she assumed that was their desk. The other one had a large bouquet of red and white roses. Around the fireplace was a large grey/silver leather couch and two matching recliners either side of it. There was red cousins thrown around the room. To the left of them was a small kitchen. The furnishings were gold while the Muggle appliances were a pale green to the right of them was another room. She assumed that was their own library. She looked above her a saw the top floor. There were two main staircases either side of the fireplace, which led up to the top level. There was a balcony corridor, which ran through 3 doors above the fireplace and over the library and kitchen.

'To the left is Mr Malfoy's room and to the right is yours. You share a bathroom in the middle. Ok we expect you down at lunch in 10 minutes and if you are not there we will come and find you.'

The two of them nodded and went up their respected staircases.

Hermione entered her room and was amazed at its size. Directly in front of her was a maple four poster king size bed. Her sheets were in a gold and had a red lion on them. At the bottom of her bed was a day bed with some gold throw pillows. To the right of her bed were two huge glass windows that led onto a private balcony. Well she thought it was private it actually ran around the side of the tower and connected with Malfoy's. To the left of her bed was a walk in wardrobe. The flooring in her room was wood and matched the colour of her bed. Her walls were a red with gold leaf designs. Also on the left was another door.

As she walked through this door she saw the bathroom. And it was huge and white! To her left was a walk down shower, which could fit about 5 people with the curtain closed. Either side of this was his and her sinks. To her right was a swimming pool. Well it was a size of a swimming pool. It was a round bath/hot tub. It had many different taps and nozzles, which she assumed different bubbles, and scents came out of. You could probably fit about 10 people in this. O she could have some fun in there. Straight in front of her was another door.

Once through this door she saw it was Draco's room and it was dark. It was identical to her room but he had black and green instead of red and gold. His balcony doors were open so she thought she would take a look around. On his chest were a few pictures. She picked one of them up and looked at the person in the picture. She was beautiful, she had long white blond hair which flowed right down her back. Her eyes were blue and shone above anything else in the picture. She looked a lot like Draco. It must be his mum she thought. Hermione was so absorbed in the picture that she never saw somebody sneak up behind her.

'BOO!'

She jumped a foot in the air and dropped the picture on the floor. She spun around to see a smirking Draco behind her.

'O, I'm sorry I'll fix it.'

She bent down to pick up the shards of glass but Draco stopped her and picked them up himself. He picked up a particularly sharp piece and cut the palm of his hand.

'Shit.'

Hermione looked at the small puddle of blood forming in his hand and pulled it towards her. She wasn't sure what made her do it but she placed her hand over his and a faint white glow emitted from her hand. After a few seconds she drew it back and looked at Draco's hand. The cut had gone. Draco looked at her confused.

'I didn't know you could heal.'

'Me either.'

Draco could see that she was just as confused as he was, so he decided not to press it.

'Come on we better go, or we will have the lot of 'em looking for us.'

She smiled up at him and they made their way out of the common room and down to the great hall.

All the way down she couldn't stop thinking about what she just did. I can heal. I can heal. What? I can heal. This isn't good. My powers are growing. She would have to tell Dumbledore as well. She was pretty sure that when she went in there Draco would tell them what happened and they would question her a thousand a second. She couldn't put up with that just yet. No. She had just got Draco back and they would just confuse her more with her power. She really wanted to be on her own for a while, figure out what was going on with her. They reached the doors and Hermione stopped.

'What is it?'

'I, I'm just going to go to the bathroom ok? I'll be in a minute.'

'Ok.'

He gave her a quick kiss and went into the main hall. Hermione turned around and sprinted back to her common room. Once outside the portrait, she stopped and caught her breath. The picture of Dumbledore addressed her.

'What is it child? Shouldn't you be eating?'

'Yeah, but I'm a bit cold I want a cloak. Freak in the bed.'

Once in her common room, she relaxed. Maybe a few hours sleep would do her some good. She walked up to her bedroom and flopped down on her bed. She only sat there for a few seconds when an owl flew in through her window. She didn't recognise the owl, but she assumed it was from Harry or Ron, nobody else would be contacting her. She tore the letter open and read it.

Think you're safe at Hogwarts? Think again bitch. We can find you and get you wherever you are. That fool Dumbledore can't keep an eye on you all day every day and when he's not around, We will get you. You can't get away from us Mudblood bitch. You will pay for what you've done, rest assured. YOU ARE SAFE NOWHERE. WE WILL GET YOU BITCH AND MAKE YOU PAY FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE. WATCH YOUR BACK BITCH, BECAUSE WE CERTAINLY ARE. You are murdering scum and revenge shall be ours. Killing our lord will now result in the death of a filthy Mudblood whore. Don't get to comfortable whore, we are after you.

Hermione dropped the letter and looked around her room. They could see her and she knew it. They were watching her every move. She was so scared and frightened. She wanted it to go away. To leave her alone for good. She ran into her bathroom and locked the door. Alone. That's all she wanted to be.

Murderer. That's what you are and always will be. Nobody will care for you. Ever. All those you love will die at your hands. Because you are a murderer. You don't deserve to live. Run, don't come back, die. MURDERER. DIE. NOBODY WANTS YOU AROUND. EVER.

Hermione heard this voice again and started to shake. She couldn't find her voice to shout or anything. She was too weak. Her eyes began to droop and she felt dizzy. She collapsed on the floor knocking a vase on the floor. She hit her head on the floor and closed her eyes. She could hear a faint banging and somebody calling her name. Blackness.

Draco walked into the great hall to the head table. He was greeted by Dumbledore and Snape. He sat down and McGonagal instantly asked where Hermione was.

'I tired her out. Shes sound asleep.'

The professors all looked at him shocked. He laughed at their expressions.

'I'm kidding she went to the bathroom, but she should be back by now.'

Draco let the professors start to eat before he turned to Dumbledore.

'Sir, did Amaya tell you she can heal?'

Madam Pomfrey's head shot up.

'What do you mean heal?'

'Well I cut myself and Amaya healed it. She put her hand over mine and there was this tingly feeling and then when we looked the cut had totally gone.'

All the teachers looked at him curiously. Madam Pumfrey grabbed his hand and examined it. Nobody said a word until she had finished.

'Only a faint scare. Not even my potions could have done a better job. Albus they're growing.'

'I can see yes. And I'm worried to her whereabouts. You said she only went to the bathroom?'

'Yes.'

'Ok, well I think we should look for her, if her powers are growing then, she might be in pain or danger. Check all the corridors, library, and dungeons. Can you check all the bathrooms as well. We'll check the head tower and Gryffindor tower.'

All the teachers rose from their seats and immediately began to search for her. Draco, Dumbledore, Snape and McGonagal made their way to the head tower. Once in they franticly searched the lower level.

'Mr Malfoy, please check her room.'

Draco turned white with fear. He raced up the staircase and into her room. He looked around but nothing. Nothing but a letter. He picked it up and showed it to Dumbledore. Dumbledore's face also turned white and handed the letter to the other two professors.

'We have to find her.'

'Yes Mr Malfoy-'

That's when they heard a smash coming from the bathroom. Draco spun around and started banging on the bathroom door.

'Amaya? Amaya are you in there?'

Nothing

'AMAYA! ANSWER ME!'

Dumbledore pulled him back and cast a spell on the door, which made it shoot open, and there they saw Hermione on the bathroom floor sweating and shaking.

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