A/N: I do not own Safe and Sound, or anything related to the book Jekyll and Hyde or Harry Potter. Enjoy and review it up!

Dedication: To the victims of the Newtown, Conneticut shooting the twenty children and their families and the six faculty members of the elementary school and their families. R.I.P.

Chapter 29

Is He Jekyll or Hyde?

So, I'm out cold, waiting to die. Talk about fun, the only thing you can do is listen to your heart beating, knowing that it'll stop in Skinner knows how long.

So, I took that time before my heart stopped beating to think.

Who's fault is it that I'm going to die at sixteen?

The first person that came to mind was Draco. He was the one that never told me that he was a Death Eater, he shocked me, got me caught by Bellatrix and whoever else was with her.

No. A younger minded me thought. He wouldn't do that! He's Prince Charming!

I suddenly was able to huff without coughing. Was I out of Hagrid's cabin? Try Mr Hyde, smart ass. I thought sarcastically.

He could be Dr. Jekyll, too, Han, you should know that! The high soprano pitch of me in first year thought back.

Really, then explain why I'm inches away from death? I demanded my younger self.

He made a mistake. I mean, think about it. You see the way his eyes go when he looks at you, he can't conceal the love in his eyes. The young me thought.

Oh, don't give me that crap. I thought back. He sold me out!

Not deliberately, how was he supposed to know that you were going to run out crying? the younger Hannah asked.

I sighed. You really need to learn to shut up. Now I can see why Drosie hated me so much, I was really whiny.

I'm so offended. Younger-Hannah thought back to me sarcastically. Just look in your heart and you'll see that he loves you.

I huffed again in my head. My heart's kind of on the verge of stopping here. I pointed out.

Oh! Just remember that line from that song from Jekyll and Hyde: Love is worth forgiving for, now I realize, everything worth living for is there, in his eyes!

Yeah, I can't see his eyes at the moment! I snapped.

He loves you, you idiot! Can't you see that?

I'll believe it when I see it. I thought.

Listen then. Stop yakking at me and listen to what's going on around you!

I sighed. If it gets you to stop talking, then…Oh my Skinner. I thought.

It was Draco, and he was singing Safe and Sound.

Told you so, stupid! If he didn't love you, he'd have left you to die, oh, and by the way, you're not going to die. You're just knocked out. Younger-Hannah thought laughing.

Thanks, that makes me feel so much better. I thought annoyed.

Say it.

I huffed. Fine, I'm so dumb and the first year me is so smart.

Younger-Hannah's face flashed through my mind and she beamed. And don't you forget it. Now wake up and keep him from panicking too much. she ordered.

Don't tell me what to do! I snapped before I started coughing again, but this time, it wasn't because of the smoke entering my lungs, it was the smoke being expelled from my lungs.

I moaned next, my shoulder suddenly aching like crazy. I rolled it back to try to ease the ache, only to find that I was in a confined space.

Oh, come on, don't leave him waiting! WAKE UP ALREADY! Younger-Hannah shouted in my head, forcing me to flutter my eyes open.

When I finally came around, I realized I was in someone's arms. Someone, who's head was bowed; that had light blond hair and wearing all black.

Told you so! Younger-Hannah thought to me.

Shut up! I thought as Draco raised his head to meet my eyes.

"Draco?" I whispered.

We both stayed silent for a few moments, me reliving the line of In His Eyes that my younger-self conscious sang in my high soprano voice.

Love is worth forgiving for, now I realize, everything worth living for is there, in his eyes.

I thought about it as we looked each other in the eye, and I realized, that my conscious was right. So, I sang the line to my conscious (mentally of course)

Love is worth forgiving for, now I realize

My conscious sang. Now you realize!

Everything worth living for is there, in his eyes!

As quickly as I realized that fact, Draco wrapped me tightly in his arms and held me.

"I'm sorry," he whispered to me "I'm more sorry than you'll ever know."

"I just wish you told me beforehand." I whispered back, tears falling down my face.

"I couldn't. He would have known if I did, and then you'd be in more danger than ever." Draco explained. "I wanted to, but I just couldn't."

"But why join in the first place?" I asked, crying at this point. "You told me you'd never join them if you had a choice."

"That's the thing, I didn't have a choice. He made me get the Mark. My father in Azkaban, the Malfoys were in debt to the Dark Lord, so I had to get Marked and redeem the family name."

Suddenly, I heard a group of voices coming our way.

"Where is that brat! His body's not in the remnants of the oaf's cabin, so he must have the girl somewhere."

Draco and I gasped. "The Death Eaters!" we said together.

"You have to run." Draco told me, tossing me something, which I fumbled.

It was my wand.

"My wand!" I said, throwing my arms around his neck.

"Now's not the time for this." Draco said, taking a hold of my arms and making me look at him "You have to run, Han, here isn't safe for you right now."

"What about you?" I asked.

Draco looked deeper into the forest. "I have to go with them." "Where?" I asked, terrified.

"Back to the Manor. He'll be waiting to hear if my assignment failed, which no doubt he already knows. I'll be punished." "NO!" I said, terrified. "You can't just go to him, he could kill you!"

"I'm willing to take that chance." Draco said calmly.

"No…Draco, please." I pleaded, tears falling down my face again. "I almost lost you once, I don't want to lose you again."

"You won't." he assured, taking my face in his hands. "He won't kill me. He'll want me to redeem myself some other way."

"You don't have to do this," I said, my voice thick.

"I have to, if I don't, he'll kill my mother." Draco insisted, his voice turning thick.

I nodded in understanding. I didn't want Narcissa Malfoy to die anymore than Draco did. She was like a second mother figure, only rivalled by Molly Weasley. They were the only maternal figures I had left.

"How long will you be gone?" I asked quietly.

"Could be an hour, could be a night, could be a day, could be a week, the rest of the term. I just don't know." Draco shrugged.

A tree branch snapped and Lockton shouted "I think they're over here!"

Draco turned to me "Hannah, run!" he ordered.

"Draco, I want to stay with you." I pleaded.

"Hannah, no, he'll kill you on sight if you come with me." Draco pleaded, kissing me hard. "Just go, I'll see you as soon as I can."

I kissed him again, wrapping him tightly in my arms "Please, please be careful." I pleaded, my voice cracking.

"I will." Draco said, kissing me quickly.

"I love you." we said together as Munville's shouts of "OVER HERE!" became louder.

"Go." Draco said, pushing me away from him "GO!"

I looked at him with tears in my eyes, still hoping that he'd change his mind and let me go with him.

"Please, Hannah, just run, while you still have the chance!" Draco pleaded.

I needed nothing more, the tone of his voice and the look in his eyes got me to move as fast as I could back to the castle.

I paled. My dagger. It was still stuck in the tree.

Once I was sure that I was safe by the castle, I used my telekinesis to pull my dagger from the Forest (by the handle of course, I'm not a dumbass).

I sighed in relief when my hand grabbed the handle again, tucking it back into my holster with my wand.

I saw a crowd gathering outside the Astronomy Tower.

"What's going on?" I asked myself, heading over and joining the herd.

"Han, it's awful!" Sheila said, her eyes wet. "Professor Dumbledore's dead!"

I gasped. In all the excitement of me nearly dying, I forgot why I was nearly dead and all the Death Eaters were in the school!

He was gone. The Headmaster was gone. Killed by someone who he thought he could trust.

I walked through the crowd of teary-eyed students and teachers until I found my brother, kneeling at Dumbledore's side, bawling his eyes out.

I kneeled down next to Harry, my eyes watering as well.

"Harry," I choked "Safe and Sound."

"What are you talking about, sis?" Harry sobbed.

"We can sing Safe and Sound." I said, taking out my wand and lighting it, holding it high.

"Genius." Harry said, standing up and starting to sing.

"I remember tears streaming down your face when I said I'll never let you go. When all those shadows almost killed your light." Harry sang, making me smile at him.

"And I remember you said don't leave me here alone. But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight." I sang back.

"Just close your eyes, the sun is going down. You'll be all right, no one can hurt you now. Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound." Harry and I sang together.

As we sang, people followed my lead and lit their wand tips, raising them into the sky, light destroying the Dark Mark in the air.

"Don't you dare look out your window, darling, everything's on fire. The war outside our door keeps raging on. Hold on to this lullaby. Even when the music's gone. Gone." I sang, looking to the Forest, tearing up.

"Just close your eyes, the sun is going down. You'll be all right, no one can hurt you now. Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound." Harry and I sang together.

As we started singing the vocalizing part, people started joining in. Ivy and Sheila started, then Hermione, Ron, Neville, Dominique, the Gryffindors, then it went through the Houses up until the Ravenclaws (the only Slytherin there was me.) and it reached the staff.

"Just close your eyes." I sang, lowering my head.

"You'll be alright." Harry sang back.

"Come morning light, you and I'll be safe…and…sound."

Harry and I didn't even need to vocalize, the students and teachers behind us did the work for us.

Harry broke down again and I took him in my arms, holding him like he held me when we were younger and didn't know the people around us existed.

"It's hard." Harry sobbed.

"Shhh, Harry, I know." I soothed, smoothing his hair. "Time heals everything."

"Hannah?" Harry asked, looking up at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Your hair smells like smoke."

I nodded "I know, Harry, I know."

"Why?" Harry asked.

I shook my head "Harry, I think it'd be better if you just didn't ask."

"You nearly got killed by Death Eaters, didn't you?" Harry asked, smiling lightly.

I nodded "Yes, I nearly got killed by Death Eaters." I said monotonously.

Harry smirked "Only you, Han, would be a magnet for trouble."

McGonagall and Hagrid walked towards us, Hagrid bawling, McGonagall tearing up.

"Mr Potter, we'll need to talk to you in private." McGonagall said.

"Of course, Professor." Harry said, standing up and following McGonagall away from Dumbledore's body.

I sighed, lowering my wand and walking back down to the dungeons…alone.

When I got down to the common room, Emily was sitting on the couch that Draco and I normally sat on, glaring at her Dark Mark.

"Emily." I said, making her look up at me.

"Hannah, I'm so sorry, I never wanted this, my mother, brother and father all were Death Eaters and they -" she pleaded.

I held up a hand "Don't be sorry, you were scared for your life." I said, sitting next to her. "They're gone." I said, my voice cracking. "They all ran off."

"Even Malfoy?" Emily asked.

I nodded, tears brimming in my eyes "Yes, even Draco." I said thickly before turning to her "Emily, you don't need to live like this." I said.

"But what else can I do? If I don't do this, he'll kill me." she said, her eyes brimming with tears "And I'll have no where to go, my parents' have probably disowned me now and my older brother is Merlin knows where."

I smiled "You can stay with me." I said. "I can protect you." Emily paled "Really? You'll let me stay with you?" she asked.

I nodded "Of course, you spared my life and you definitely seem like you don't want to live like this, so I don't see why not. You can stay with me, if you want it."

Emily turned and gaped at me "No one's ever given me the choice before." she said, elated.

"So, what d'you say? You want to stay with me?" I asked.

"Please!" she pleaded. "I can't show my face to the others anymore. I've been disgraced and if he sees me, he'll kill me on sight!" she said, tears falling down her face.

I held her "It's ok. You can stay where I go until we get out of this mess." I assured her.

Emily looked to me and smiled "You're not like the other Slytherins." she said.

I nodded "I've been told that so many times, I think I've lost count." I said, laughing. "I guess I sort of break the status quo."

"How could you be put in Slytherin?" Emily asked. "All I remember from that night was the Hat shouted 'Slytherin!', the Hall minus the Slytherins erupted into cheers and a flash of lightning and a thunderclap sounded."

I shrugged "I guess that's where the Hat thought I'd do best in." I said.

Emily smiled. "You'll be a great witch, Hannah Potter."

I smiled "Thanks, now, enough about me, let's talk about you and how you're going to be hidden."

We talked late into the night. I was going to use my puppy dog eyes to let Harry let me take Emily back to Privet drive and explain to Mrs Weasley Emily's story and how she was on the run. While I was at Hogwarts, she was going to stay at the Burrow.

At least, that was the plan.

"But what if they find out where I am?" Emily asked.

I shrugged "Don't worry, I'll make it so Mrs Weasley will always have something packed for you and a Portkey ready to take you wherever you think will be safe."

"Thank you." Emily said for the thousandth time that night.

"You're welcome, I know what it's like to be an outcast." I said sympathetically when the common room door opened, making me and Emily turn around.

"I'll just go back up to bed." Emily said, getting up and walking up to her dorm as whoever entered the common room stepped into the firelight.

It was Draco. He was alive, just as he promised me he'd be.

Granted, he didn't look so well, his clothes were torn and bloodstained, there were quite a few gashes along his neck and body and he was walking with a slight limp, but all in all, he was alive. He looked like he just came out of a bloody war, but he survived.

Our eyes met and I stood up, brushing tears from my eyes and rushing into his arms.

Draco gave a small grunt of pain, but he held me back anyways.

"They found out you told me to run, didn't they?" I asked, muffled against his chest.

"Yeah, they heard me shouting at you to go." he responded quietly. "Most of this was from my aunt."

I broke down and started sobbing "Oh, Draco, this is all my fault! I should have known they were going to find us, I should have ran the instant you told me to, this is all my fault! I'm so sorry!" I cried.

"No, Han, it isn't your fault." Draco said, rubbing my back "It's mine. I should have told you to run the moment you first came around. This is all my fault."

"No it isn't." I said quietly. "This was all on me. If it wasn't for me, you would never had been Marked, you wouldn't have had to repair that Cabinet, you wouldn't have had to watch Professor Dumbledore being murdered by your own godfather, everything could have been avoided had you just stuck with Pansy." I muttered.

"Is that what you think?" Draco asked, releasing me and looking me in the eye. "Do you think that my life would have been better without you in it?" he asked.

I shrugged "Your father and aunt would be happier." I said.

"No." Draco said, looking me in the eye "Never think that my life would be better without you in it."

"But everything that happened -" I started.

"No, Hannah, listen to me." Draco said, cutting me off "It isn't your job to take responsibility for everything bad that happens."

"That's the only thing I know how to do, though." I said weakly. "My aunt, uncle and cousin always -"

"They're the past." Draco interrupted "They will never blame you for anything, or beat you or anything like that again. You need to stop enabling them to treat you like their doormat."

I swallowed "They'll do it anyways." I muttered.

"Hannah, if they value your lives, they won't say anything like that anymore. And besides, they have no idea what an amazing, beautiful niece or cousin they've got. Those Muggles, none of them do. They have no idea that you're a treasure."

I wiped my eyes "I'm a treasure?" I asked.

"Damn straight! They've never seen you on a broomstick, they've never seen you fight, or duel, they've never seen you ignite something ablaze with a mere temper change! You're one in a million, a treasure, a diamond in the rough…my treasure. The treasure that I'd die for. My life wouldn't be better without you in it, in fact, my life would be awful without you. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me."

I started crying again, burying my face in his chest.

"No one's ever said anything remotely close to that to me before!" I sobbed.

"It's all true, love, it's all true." Draco said.

I shook a little "Oh, Draco, I'm so scared." I admitted, tears still falling down my face. "What if he finds me?"

"He won't." Draco assured "I swear on the life of my father he won't. I won't let him. He'll have to kill me first."

"Oh, Draco." I said, feeling relieved and terrified all at the same time. I was relieved that Draco wouldn't let Voldemort find me, but I was terrified that Draco would kill himself to protect me. What if he did die protecting me? It would be all my fault if he died! "Please don't talk about getting yourself killed." I muttered quietly.

Draco bent down and kissed me, wincing from a cut that I was guessing was along his back. "As you wish." he said.

I stood up a little straighter. "Oh!" I said, rushing back to my dorm "Wait there, I'll be right back!" I said.

"Where are you going?" Draco called back to me.

"You'll see!" I responded, closing the door behind me and digging through the nightstand by my table until I found what I was looking for.

"There you are!" I whispered so not to wake my dorm mates, rushing back down to the common room. "Here." I said, holding up the bottle that said Essence of Dittany. "This…will…heal…your…cuts." I panted, beaming.

"What?" Draco asked.

"Oh, for the love of Skinner!" I said, grabbing his arm, lightly. "You are coming with me!" I said, dragging him up to the boys' dorm.

"Uh, I'm afraid I don't quite follow." Draco said when I opened the door.

I sighed in exasperation and pointed to Draco's bed. "Just get your ass on your bed and take your shirt off!" I ordered.

Draco growled "Oh, we're gonna do it now?" he asked.

"No, we aren't having sex, stop asking questions and take your shirt off!" I ordered again.

Draco smirked "I've always told Goyle I liked girls that took charge." he said, taking off his destroyed shirt and throwing himself on his bed, wincing from pain.

"Fuck!" he moaned as I put up Silencing Charms to keep possible outbursts quiet to Blaise, Crabbe, Goyle and Nott.

"That's what you get for throwing yourself into bed, dumbass." I said, unscrewing the top of the Dittany bottle. "Now hold still." I said gently, getting on Draco's bed and taking some Dittany in my hand. "This will heal the wounds your aunt caused." I explained, dabbing some of the dittany onto Draco's shoulder and rubbing it in, wrenching a moan from him.

"I'm sorry, does it hurt?" I asked, wrenching my hand back.

"No." Draco muttered, smirking at me "Completely the opposite."

I sighed "Skinner, Draco." I said "You scared me a little." I added, starting to dab the dittany back onto his chest, making him moan again.

"God, Hannah…"

When I was done rubbing the Dittany across Draco's chest, there was two more gashes I had to deal with. The ones across his neck and face. Thankfully, there was only one gash across his temple and one across his neck.

I started by smoothing my hand across Draco's temple, spreading dittany across it which started the healing process.

"Bloody hell, Han." Draco moaned, snaking a newly repaired arm around my waist and making me kiss him (No complaints there) as I rubbed the Dittany into his neck, making him moan in earnest.

"What is it?" I muttered sleepily, pulling away from him.

"Feels good." Draco muttered, pulling me off him and laying me next to him, hooking an arm around my waist and pulling me into him.

I paled "Your leg." I said quickly, starting to reach for my wand.

"That can wait." Draco said, burying his face in my hair. "You've had a long night. Go to sleep, Hannah."

I sighed in defeat, rolling over and nuzzling into Draco's chest as he started humming Safe and Sound.

"I love you, Draco." I muttered quietly, letting my eyes close.

"I love you, too, Spitfire." Draco replied before I slipped from the waking world.

My conscious seemed to be happy. So, me, Draco, is he Jekyll or Hyde? she asked.

I sighed in my sleep and grinned. Granted, he can be like Mr Hyde sometimes, but, other than that, Draco is my Jekyll.