A/n..this is a very short chapter. And criticisms/ reviews welcome! And thank you to everyone who had already left a review :)
Chapter 23
Hermione hugged the cloak tightly as she stumbled over tree roots and branches that littered the Forest floor. Her head was filled with the words Draco had said to her. Luna! Please don't let it be true, Merlin! She thought wildly, hysterically. She couldn't settle her mind at all, waves of insecurity and mistrustful-ness crashed in her mind. You should have killed him, The thought popped into her mind maliciously. What? what's wrong with me? I'm not going to kill someone. She was so shocked at the thought, her head was reeling. Her foot got caught on a branch as tried to walk around a fallen oak tree, and she fell backwards onto her butt dully.
"When I find you, Granger, I'm going to kill you," Draco whispered directly into her ear. His breath was so warm it tickled her neck. She thrashed her head around madly, to see where his voice was coming from, but there appeared to be nobody around her. The glowing algae-like substance from the tree's was all over her exposed legs now, glowing faintly.
She felt her self start to panic, and couldn't bring her self to get up off the ground. She threw the cloak over her self, trying to remain calm, and failing at it.
"It's only been a few months and yer already running around with some Death Eater," A voice whispered in her other ear, causing her skin to break out into goose bumps again. It sounded like...Ron? But how could that be? Did he some how escape and track me here?
"Ron?" She called out, the sound of her own voice scaring her. She sounded hoarse and her voice was shaky. "Ron?"
"Like he would reveal him self to some swot who's shagging a Death Eater," A feminine voice spoke from behind her, startling her again. The voice was full of disdain and it made Hermione's skin crawl.
"Ginny?" She called out, so frightened and confused she felt she might throw up.
"Granger, where are you? Don't you want to see what i've got planned for you?" Draco's voice said, so cold and clear next to her head.
"Draco, stop!" She sobbed, no longer able to hold the crying back. The sobs racked her body, and she fell forward grabbing her knees.
"How pathetic. How did you even get accepted into The Order?" The voice of Molly Weasley asked.
"When we find you, Granger, you will regret coming to Hogwarts," a new voice said, from above her. She couldn't quite place it...Was that Lupin?
"You should have died. Not me," The voice of Harry Potter said, but how was that possible? Hermione didn't understand.
"Harry no, Harry!" She cried, reaching a hand out towards the voice. "I don't understand!" She cried again.
The voices swirled around above her, and Hermione was covered in them.
"You should kill yourself," The voice of Ron Weasley hissed at her.
"How does this mudblood survive, but I must lose one of my sons? It should have been her," The voice of Molly Wesaley lamented.
"If i were you, i'd kill myself before Draco has a chance to get to you," The voice of Luna Lovegood said.
Hermione curled into a ball on the ground, sobbing in earnest now, her wand in her hand. But how did it get there? She hadn't remembered drawing it. The Forest, as dense as it already was, seemed to be closing in on her.
"Get it over with, mudblood, kill yourself before we do it for you," The voice of McGonagall said coldly.
Hermione's hand was moving of her own accord, pointing the tip her wand against her heart.
"Granger!" The voice of Draco Malfoy shouted, and a hand closed on her ankle. She was being pulled forward.
Hermione thrashed about wildly, trying to get free of the grip on her ankle. She had her wand drawn, trying to aim while being pulled across the ground.
"Granger put your wand down, i'm trying to save you," Draco hissed at her, still pulling her backwards. Her head landed hard on a stone embedded in the ground. The world went dark around her, and Draco continued to pull her through the Forest.