Chapter 7
They stood there, holding each other, listening to the other people going about their day. If only time would stop and they could be there forever.
Draco tried to catch his breath as he held Brielle closer to him. But he just couldn't. He wanted to get out of there as soon as he could.
Knockturn Alley brought back many terrible memories from his younger days and Draco didn't want to dwell on the past any longer.
Looking at Hermione, Draco thought he saw her smile, but brought his attention back to Brielle, who had fallen asleep, when his shoulder started to feel numb.
He shifted her in his arms, trying to relieve some of the pressure on his right side.
"Hermione, look." Draco nodded his head towards Brielle.
She was adorable when she was awake but even more so when she was asleep. Draco felt that he might be holding an angel in his arms, had he not known it to be Brielle.
They walked down the dirty, littered street and found themselves in the very heart of Knockturn Alley, in which has a small stone fountain with a statue in the center.
They stopped to look at it. The statue was of a young woman looking up to the sky. Her hair was done back in braids with a strand across her face.
Her face looked saddened and looked as if tears were falling from her eyes. Draco, when he first looked at the statue, thought it almost the exact replica of Hermione.
Only Hermione was warm and full of life, while the stone woman was cold and pale with death. Hermione noticed one of her hands was lifted towards the blue sky while her right hand was holding something.
Hermione had to blink to make sure her eyesight was being true to her. A silver chain was wrapped around her hand Hermione followed the chain to the end where a small stone that was probably a diamond, rested in silver backing.
Hermione was enchanted by it and soon enough, her hand found its way to the chain. Draco watched as her hand grasped the silver chain.
On contact, a wind picked up so fast, Draco almost lost his balance and dropped Brielle. Brielle, who had long been awake but enjoyed being carried so she remained quiet, locked her arms around Draco's neck when she felt his sudden movements.
Hermione had still not moved from her original spot, only the necklace was now around her neck. Draco picked Brielle back up into his arms again and walked over to Hermione.
Though he did it out of curiosity or fear, Draco didn't know.
"Hermione…" Draco turned her around by her shoulder.
Hermione's eyes were rolled back into her head and her face looked as if she was being tortured . "Hermione!" Draco put Brielle down and hugged Hermione to him.
"Wake up…wake up…wake up…" Suddenly, the winds died down, and Hermione fell limp in Draco's arms.
Draco fell to his knees and hugged Hermione even closer to him. Brielle, at this point, had been scared so bad she hadn't moved until she saw her daddy fall down.
She ran over to her parents and started crying.
"Mummy!" Tears were spilling from the corner of her eyes.
"Wake up Mummy!" Brielle's tiny hands formed into fists as she grabbed onto her mother's robes.
Draco had some time getting Brielle to release, but in the end, Brielle's hands were fists on his robes.
Hermione started to move, and while she did, Brielle screamed and hugged her. Hermione was forced back to the ground by the weight of her daughter, but got up after the moment had passed.
"Wha…What happened?" Hermione looked at Draco while she rubbed her head and hugged Brielle at the same time.
"After you touched the necklace on the statue, you went still, wind picked up." Draco's eyes glanced down at her neck. It was still there. The same necklace the statue was holding only moments before.
"And the silver necklace is currently around your neck." Draco watched Hermione as her free hand darted to her neck were it landed on the silver chain.
"I don't remember putting it on though…" Hermione's voice drifted as a soft voice filled the air…
The lady cried,
Her tears all shed.
And now she walks
Among the dead.
The thoughts she
Kept from herself,
Brought life and
Joy to those around.
The lady died,
I wept for her.
Please save us
From this spell.
She placed her
Furry in all of
Our hearts,
While she lays in
Her darkened grave.
Though they know,
Not of her deeds.
They were tricked
With money and jewels.
And there they lay,
Crying their eyes,
Until all their,
Tears run dry.
They sat and stayed,
Waiting for life.
That, they would
Never find.
As long as they,
Keep drying their eyes,
Love will come
And pass them by.
Riding a horse
As he came.
Bringing with him the
Grace of light.
Along with him comes
Something new.
Never seen by
Younger eyes.
And the lantern broke,
The winds died down.
Calm coming back to
The land.
The people cried out,
Blessings of grace,
As he climbed the
Clouds to the sky…
The voice drifted off, the song still ringing in their ears. But all the while feeling better about where they were.
"Lets go Hermione." Draco helped her up while lifting Brielle onto his right shoulder. All the way back to Diagon Alley, Hermione was thinking about the voice and the song it sung.
But mostly about what was up with the necklace.
A./N.: There it is! I had the time to type it today because I got a black eyes yesterday while playing basketball at school, so I'm staying home to keep ice on it all day!
To make me feel better about missing school, I would LOVE to get reviews from you guys! I elaborated this chapter more then I should have probably, but I hope it is long enough for right now.
I'm going to start typing the next chapter now, I have nothing else to do anyway.