Scars Don't Dissapear Forever Chapter 7: Bring me to Life, a harry potter fanfic

Hermione and Draco sat there on the couch staring at the table in front of them, Draco's jaw was once again hanging open.

"I called in a favor" Hermione said to Draco, though he hadn't asked.

Leaning down she scrutinized the many plates of deserts, pastries, and other finger foods that lined the table. Picking up one of the small lesser sticky ones and popping it into her mouth, she closed her eyes as she chewed, a look of pure delight across her face. When she was done she sat back at stared in the roaring fire. Side glancing at Draco she noticed he was eyeing the food with suspicion.

"Here, I'll verify your suspicion, yes, it's poisonous. Don't eat a single one" She said turning back to the table and picking up another donut hole, popped it in her mouth and stared at the fire as she chewed.

Being the stubborn boy that he is, Draco promptly picked up a donut hole, popped it in his mouth, then sat back with his arms folded across his chest, looking triumphantly at Hermione. Raising her eyebrows she stated, "Why, Mr. Malfoy. You surprise me once again, I had no idea you had a death wish"

"They're not poisonous, if they were, you wouldn't be eating them." He stated matter-o-factly

" Well perhaps I took an elixer so the poison wouldn't effect me." Draco immediately stopped chewing a look of terror swept across his face. Hermonie glanced at him and it took all her self control to not spit up her food as she laughed at him. Having managed to swallow her food Hermonie openly laughed at him.

"Jeez, I thought it was impossible to fool a Malfoy."

"I'm leaving" he said abruptly, getting up from the couch. Hermione stopped laughing at once. Reaching over she grabbed his hand with both of hers.

"No, please stay…please stay here with me, I'm sorry" Draco sat back down on the couch, his mouth was a thin line and all he did was stare in the fire. Hermione leaned back and made an attempt to pull her hands back but Draco quickly entwined his fingers through hers. She blushed but didn't try to pull them away again. She didn't know why she felt so secure all of a sudden but she did.

After a few minutes of silence had passed, Hermione said, " Let's play a game. I'll ask you a question, then you ask me one, and we'll just go back and forth till we run out of questions, k? I'll go first, Are you really the Slytherin Sex God?"

Draco smirked, " They do call me that, yes. Why do you want to know?"

Hermione smirked back at him, " Just curious. What do you like to do in your spare time?"

" Annoy the hell out of 1st years, play guitar, fly on my broomstick, and I do enjoy a good book every once in awhile."

"You play guitar?"

"Yes. But since it was my turn and you just asked a question, I get to go twice" Hermione made a face like she was going to object, but decided against it. " What do you do when you're not at Hogwarts?"

Hermione who had been facing Draco the whole time, now turned away from him, eyes clouded over, lost in thought. "I - ….well, I take care of the house. See my mom left me and my dad when I was very little, and my dad's never completely gotten over it, so I kinda have to run the house hold."

"Your dads a drunk, isn't he?"

Hermione's head shot back to looking at Draco. "How did you know?" her voice was barely above a whisper.

"I hear you at night, you scream out in your sleep. Asking your dad to stop it, pleading with him, apologizing over and over again. I heard a giant crash one night and ran in your room to make sure you were okay. I found you in a heap on the floor, shivering, you had fallen off your bed. Your sheets were in shreds and I had to repair them with my wand before I could put you back in your bed."

He looked down at her Hermione who now had her knees pulled up to her chest and her head was turned away as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Hermione what did he do to you?" Draco asked gently.

She shook her head as she continued to cry. Draco slid his arms around her waist and pulled her to him so she was on his lap. Immediately she buried her face in his chest and he lightly stroked her hair whispering to her what he hoped were soothing words.

After awhile, Hermione had cried herself to sleep and Draco not wanting to wake her fell asleep as well, with her in his arms.

It was only a little past dawn when Draco woke up, looking down at Hermione still sleeping in his arms, looking so peaceful. He sat there, watching her, as the rays of light seeped in through the window and alighted on her head. Making her head a glow with a fierce crown .

"My little angel" he whispered to himself before he leaned down and placed a light kiss on her forehead, and then her lips.

Hermione squirmed in his arms, yawning a little as her body fought both to wake up and stay asleep. Deciding to pretend that he was asleep, Draco leaned his head back against the cushions and closed his eyes.

Light hit her eyes and Hermione hid her face in Draco's coat, then her eyes shot open. Nope, this wasn't good, this wasn't good at all! She had slept with Draco Malfoy! Of course there was actual sleep involved and nothing risqué at all, but still.

She climbed out of his lap and began to pace the floor, holding her head as if it would burst. Glancing at him, she stopped herself. Once again she admired the way he looked when he was sleeping, so much like a small innocent child. But she knew better.

Giving a scream of exasperation she ran into her room and grabbed her black back pack, only stopping once to stare at draco once more, and to run her fingers over his soft cheek.

A few moments after Hermione left the common room Draco shot up, grabbed his wand and followed after her. However, when he excited, he couldn't find her. As he strained his ears he heard quick light footsteps ascending the stairs down the hall. He raced towerds them.

Hermione sprinted as fast as she could, she had to, she wouldn't be able to contain herself much longer. Turning the corner and staring at the wall, the door appeared immediately as it always did. Thank goodness for the Room of Requirement she thought as she ran in.

Dropping her back pack she ripped off her pants and replaced them with her spandex shorts she kept inside her bag. Then she quickly tied on her tenies and pulled her hair back in a ponytail. Lastly she pulled the boxing gloves out of her bag and put them on. Walking over to the punching bag in the middle of the floor she stood a foot away from it with her back turned, eyes closed. In her mind she saw the face of Draco, spinning around she round house kicked the punching bag.
How can you see into my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I've become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home

"You stupid, stupid girl" she yelled at herself, " what were you thinking! How could you do that! Letting down your defenses to a guy like that! He'll probably make fun of you in front of the whole school now that he knows your little secret!"

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can't wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can't wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I've become

Draco raced through the hallways, never knowing where she was going, only knowing he had to catch up with her. But as he turned the corner, he couldn't find her, she had disappeared.

now that I know what I'm without
you can't just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life

Hermione circled the bag punching and kicking it, trying in vain to beat the picture of Draco out of her mind. Her mind was wracked with torment, everything she had lived for, all the boundaries she had put up to protect herself from others were hastily falling down around her.

Cold rain spilled from above, stinging her heated flesh as she fought the battle within her. Rain was one of her best friends because no one could see her crying when it rained, although no one was there to see it.

Draco ran up and down the hall in a fury, trying to find where she had disappeared to, she couldn't have apparated, it was impossible. Had she gone through a secret passage way? He began looking along the walls for something that could trigger a door.

"He's a Malfoy!" she yelled, "You're a filthy mudblood. He's probably in the Slytherin common room right now telling them everything that happened last night." The rain fell harder, "Why do I even care!"

Draco's stopped, what floor was he on? The Room of Requirement! Of course! How could he be so oblivious! Racing to the door he opened it right as Hermione fell to her knees sobbing.

frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead

"Hermione!" he yelled as he ran to her, kneeling beside her and wrapping his arms around her as she shivered in the rain, "What are you doing in here? This rain feels like needles" He took off his coat and put it around her. Having stopped crying she gripped the sides of the coat and looked up at him as if she had just noticed he was there.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, trying to mask her worry

"I just asked you that…didn't you hear me?"

Hermione looked away.

"Hermione look at me, please?"

all this time I can't believe I couldn't see
kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought without a voice without a soul
don't let me die here
there must be something more
bring me to life

"Hermione - "

"You called me by my first name" her eyes were wide as she stared strait into his eyes, strait into his soul.

"Do you not want me to?" he asked uncertainty

"No, I like it, don't ever call me Granger again, ever"

"Is that what your father calls you?"

Hermione laughed, " no, he called me by much worse"

"Hermione, what did he do to you? I swear if he laid a finger on you, I'll – "

"You'll do what Draco? Run and protect a Mudblood like me? Invoke the wrath of your father in doing so?
Shed muggle blood and be sent to Azkaban? No Draco, I don't think you'll do anything. This is a battle I have to fight alone"

"No, you don't Hermione. I'll be right by your side, I wont let anyone hurt you?"

"Including yourself?"

Draco was taken aback, what was she talking about?

" I'd never hurt you Hermione"

"Why do you care so much. No one else cares about me"

"Of course they do! You're a smart, talented, beautiful young women and you shouldn't have to take crap from anyone!"

"Heh, and you thought I was crazy?"

"Don't change the subject Hermione"

"You did it first, you still haven't answered my question"

"which question?"

"Why do you care if I have to take crap from people"

Draco looked away, " People always try to protect the ones they love"

Heavy fog drifted in all around them.

"what's going on Hermione?"

"The weather in the room is controlled by my mood, and I'm

Draco thought for a minute as he looked around at all rain and fog. Then turning back to Hermione he leaned in and gently kissed her on the lips. Sliding her arms around his neck she gently kissed him back. Immediately the rain stopped, the fog cleared, gym equipment disappeared, and now they were laying in soft grass out in the country surrounded by rolling hills.

"Well, that settles the weather problem" Draco said as he smiled at her, " But we need to talk"

(Bring me to life)
I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside
(Bring me to life)