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Literally In Hell With: Draco Malfoy

Chapter 6

Hope

The wind forcefully pounded against Hermione and Draco's faces. At first it was very painful but after about a day it went away. Yes Hermione and Draco where still falling. They where both relieved when they didn't turn into nothing but after a while the whole not existing concept looked pretty good.

"I wish I could see," Hermione groaned.

"I don't so now I don't have to see your face." Draco snickered.

Hermione would have glared at him but it was imposable to see anything into the complete blackness. "Hahaha," she responded.

"Very mature," Draco said.

"You know what's mature?" Hermione said sarcastically.

Draco obviously didn't pick up on her sarcasm. "What?"

"Trying to kill yourself."

Draco clenched his fists together. "You're lucky I can't see you."

Hermione knew what was exactly on his mind. "If you really want to hit me its not that hard. I am changed on to you."

"I don't hit girls," he muttered.

Hermione laughed. "I guess you consider me a girl now."

"I always have Granger." Draco snapped. "I'm not stupid."

Hermione suddenly shielded her eyes from the strong beam of light that filled the black abyss. Draco quickly did the same. "I think we're coming to a stop!" Hermione shouted as the wind became so strong it was hard to hear.

The black abyss was coming to an end and fear ran through both Hermione and Draco of what they where going to land in. Hermione grabbed a hold of Draco's hand. She squeezed it tight helping that would get ride of the fear.

SPLASH. Hermione and Draco hit the disgusting shit water. Both came up to the surface gasping for air only to get their mouths filled with crap. When the water around them finally calmed down Draco looked around to see where they where. "Look there's land."

Hermione nodded. They swam to the shoreline and climbed out of the disguting water. Hermione shook herself off while Draco just starred at his brown stained cloths.

"Disgusting," he murmured.

"I really wish there are showers in hell," Hermione said as she whipped off a glob of shit from her hair.

Draco looked around once again. "We need to get to the train station right?"

Hermione nodded her head. "That would be a good place to start."

Draco looked around to see where they were. "The city is over there." Draco pointed straight ahead of him.

Hermione let out a loud moan. "I don't want to go through that again."

"Maybe you don't." Hermione and Draco both shot their heads in the direction the voice was coming from. It was the old man who had showed them the way out of the apartment.

"What do you mean?" Draco questioned.

The old man chuckled. "I mean there are other ways to get to where you want to go."

"Go on." Draco urged.

The old man continued. "The train is one of the worst ways to get there. You should head south. It will bring you right underneath it."

Hermione poked Draco's shoulder. 'What?" he snapped.

"I don't think we should trust him."

"Why shouldn't we? It's not like we have anything better planned. Plus he's right about the train. We wouldn't be able to get off it. Did you see how many security guards there was?"

Hermione frowned. "Fine but I don't want him coming with us."

"Who said I was?" The old man asked. "Only crazy people try to escape Hell!" The old man then let out a shrill laugh before skipping away.

"Well he is a little more sane then you." Hermione said to Draco.

"Shut up mudblood."

"Down here there is no such thing as mudblood. We're all muggles."

Draco shook his head. "I'm sure we can use magic without a wand."

"Well of course we can! But only if we got past sixth year so we could have learned how…" Hermione pointed out with annoyance. She was looking forward to that class.

"Oh would you get over yourself?" Draco was now equally annoyed. "What happened, there is nothing you can do to change it."

"I shouldn't be here." Hermione ranted. "My crimes were no way as bad as yours! So what I lied once and a while and I was mean to you what's the big deal? You on the other hand you-'

"Don't say it," Draco said cutting her off. "As hard as it is for you to comprehend I have feelings too."

Both went slight. What Hermione felt towards Draco at that instant was something she had never felt before, pity. "We should get going." Hermione said breaking the silence.

Draco shrugged. "We have all the time in the world."

Hermione turned south and looked at the empty wasteland that was laid out before them. "How big do you think Hell is?"

Draco shrugged. "I think it never ends."

They started to walk forward. The pain they expected was there but it wasn't as bad as the first time. No matter how far they walked nothing came into sight but that was expected. It seemed as if Hermione and Draco had built up a small wall against hope and the only thing from keeping it solid was the image of heaven that rested in both Hermione and Draco's minds.

Hermione took a gasping breath of air. "I don't think I can make it."

Draco laughed. "What are you afraid you're going to die?"

Hermione dropped to the ground. "I'm going to sleep." Draco sat down next to her. "Are you sleeping too?"

Draco shrugged. "It's not like I have a choice. I am stuck with you and I don't have enough energy to drag you across the never ending pit of sand."

"Good I don't want you to leave." Hermione said tiredly.

Draco looked at her oddly. "You are going insane."

"Do you think when I wake up I'll be back in my bed at Hogwarts?"

Draco was quiet. He watched as Hermione feel asleep. As she slept he could see that for however long they had been there she had finally found a moment of peace. Draco sighed and laid down next to her.

Draco found himself being violently shaken awake. He opened his eyes to see that it was Hermione. "Wake up!"

"What?" Draco asked.

"I can't believe you let me fall asleep out here! What if someone found us?" Hermione shouted.

"We would have eventually passed out!" Draco protested.

"You don't know that!" Hermione snapped. "Now up with you. I think there is a town ahead."

Draco pushed himself up from the sand pit. "A town?"

"Yes. It probably won't be for a while until we get there or it might just be a tease but there is a chance it could be real."

"How do you know so much?" Draco asked.

"Hell doesn't seem to have many ways of torturing people. It's the same thing over and over again." Hermione said.

Draco looked ahead and saw the town Hermione was talking about. Once again they had to go through the almost being there but not really it's just a trick with your mind situation. This time was different though. In a matter of minutes they had reach the town.

The town was something straight out of the Hills Have Eyes movie. Everyone there was deformed in some way. They either were half of a corpse crawling on the ground or it looked as if their face had been smashed in. Hermione and Draco exchanged hesitate glances before proceeding.

"I smell hope," one of them hissed. Hermione jumped at the words.

"Is that such a bad thing?" Draco snapped. Hermione grabbed his arm and pulled him so he was facing her.

"Don't start with them," Hermione snapped.

The man chuckled. As he did so one of his rotten teeth fell out of his mouth. "Afraid of dying?"

Hermione glared at him. "There are worse things."

The man let out another chuckle. "Like hope?"

"Hope is not a bad thing!" Hermione snapped. "It's the one thing that helps us hang on!"

The man's humor suddenly disappeared. "Hang on? Hanging on to hope can only cause you pain. They do it to everyone once they first get here. They let everyone see that glimpse of heaven letting them think there is still hope even in hell. I know I once had hope too. My hope was crushed and that's when I became numb, so numb that they lost all interest they sent me here where I can rot until I become part of the soil."

"Depressing," Draco said.

Hermione shot a glare at him. "Shut up will you?"

The man's humor returned as he let out another chuckle of humor. "You too are lucky."

"How so?" Draco asked.

"You have each other to depend on."

Both Hermione and Draco spat at this. "We're stuck together for torture not pleasure!" Draco protested. "There's nothing worse then having her always by my side."

"Wouldn't you rather have someone with you then be alone? When one of you falls the other has to help, or you both will go down."

"I rather go down then be with him." Hermione muttered.

"Same," Draco hissed.

The man shook his head out of frustration. "You are too young to understand. Now go on your way," he said, "you're hope is sickening me."

Without hesitation the two of them left to make their way through the rotting town. "Do you really think we can make it?" Hermione asked.

Draco took a glance at the long road ahead of them. "I know we will."

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