Pirate Blood

Chapter 17

Madly In Love, Heavy on the Madly Part

Hermione found Jesse in his bed wearing only his boxers. His head phones were in the wireless wizarding network. He was staring at the ceiling but, he jumped when he heard someone come in. "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Hermione said, quietly.

"It's okay." Jesse said and laid back down.

Hermione walked over to his bed. "What's wrong Jesse? What did that letter say that to do this to you?" Jesse looked at her for a moment, then continued staring at the ceiling. "Chris is...well, Chris is in leather pants. She didn't come to dinner either. She won't tell anyone what's going on. I know that something big happened. Jesse, you're scaring me."

"Sit down." Jesse said, Hermione sat on the side of his bed. Hermione just then realized that he was wearing only his blue boxers and his abs were showing. She had seen him in less, but it was still awkward seeing him with hardly any clothing on. "I guess there's only one way to say this. Voldemort killed my father yesterday. That's what the letter was about. Kaylee, told me today was the day that Isabel and Rachel were kidnaped by Death Eaters. Rachel ended up with Draco. Isabel was found weeks later, dead." Jesse said.

"Oh my god Jesse. I'm so sorry." Hermione said hugging him.

"I didn't mean to scare you. I just didn't want to talk to anyone about it. I'm sorry." Jesse said.

"No it wasn't your fault. Don't be sorry." Hermione said.

"So what's this about Chris in leather pants?" Jesse asked. Hermione laid down next to him.

"Oh yeah, she came into the common room wearing the leather pants that we brought the day I was trying to make you jealous. She was wearing this shirt that was showing her stomach and her navel piercing. I think every guy in the common room wanted to get in her pants. She has a way of doing that when she walks into a room." Hermione said.

"You do that every time you walk into a room too." Jesse said, "Without leather pants."

"Why is it that you always know the right thing to say?"

"No, not always. That day when you said that we were over, unless I said that I loved you, I said the wrong thing that day."

"Yeah, that wasn't exactly the right thing to say."

"Sorry I was about three years to late...I love you, Hermione." Jesse pressed his lips to Hermione's. Hermione pulled away.

"Jesse, I can't do this again. I should go."

"No, tell me why."

"Because, in the end I am going to be sitting on my bed, crying, just because you. I am sick and tired of crying Jesse." Hermione said.

"Then why won't you let yourself be happy?" Jesse asked.

"Excuse me? What is that supposed to mean?"

"It means that you aren't happy living like this."

"You don't know that."

"Yes I do, Hermione, I really do. I know that you hate leading this double life. But there is one thing that I don't understand. You are at the top of your class. Yet you don't come up with a solution to this. That is why we started the club. We were all leading lives with Hidden Identities. We wanted to change that. We wanted to make it so that we didn't have that club anymore. We all wanted to change it and make it so that we could all live one life not two or three. Why haven't you done anything to change it? You hate this. You aren't happy at all."

"You don't know shit about me, Jess."

Jesse threw on jeans and ran after her into the common room. "No Hermione! You know that I am right."

"That's a load of bullshit. You don't know me."

"I know you a lot better than you think."

"For the past three years you didn't write or visit or even say good bye before you left. For all I knew you could have been dead. But then you show up, expecting everything to go back to the way it was. Guess what? It's not."

"You know that I didn't have a choice."

"Actually, you did. You could have written to me without Katherine knowing. It would have been simple."

"She does have a point." Chris commented.

"Shut it Chris. Well you know, this whole invention of writing, it works both ways. You could have written to me too, you know."

"He has a point, too." Chris said.

"Shut it Chris! It's not like I knew where you were! For all I knew you could have been in a different dimension!"

"It won't matter if I say anything now. They're just gonna say to shut it."

It wasn't until then, that Hermione realized that the ten people in the common room were watching them. Jesse knew, but didn't care.

"Well it didn't seem like you missed me. It was all over the papers that you were fooling around with that Quidditch player!"

"You arrogant, egotistical, ignorant, son of a bitch!" Hermione kicked him in the groin. "You knew that, that paper was a load of bull. I told you that." she punched him in the face, "And let's not forget the whores that have been in your bed." Hermione practically ran out of the common room.

"We should really get you to the hospital wing Jess." Chris said looking at his mouth. His lip was split and bleeding.

"No, Hermione would get into trouble."

Ginny Weasley had ran up to her dorm and back into the common room. "Here, put a little of this on your lip, it'll heal it." she said holding a vial.

Jesse put a little of the dark blue potion on his lip. "Thanks, Ginny. How did you know what to use?"

"I want to be a healer after I finish school. I grew up with six brothers who constantly fought, so I eventually learned how to fix a split lip." Ginny said.

"And I thought I had it hard with one brother." Chris said.

"Trust me, your lucky." Ginny said.

Seamus came up to Chris and Ginny. "Here's your three galleons, Chris. And here are your three, Ginny. I really thought that it would happen next week."

"I told you, they are very quick." Chris said.

"Hermione's temper is way to short." Ginny said.

"What are you talking about?" Jesse asked.

"We were betting on when Hermione was going to kick you in the groin and punch you in the face. I owe Neville a galleon. I didn't think that Hermione would punch you for another two days. Damn."

"I am so offended by that." Jesse said.

"Well, that was my goal." Chris smirked.

No one went to look for Hermione. They knew that they wouldn't do anything but irritate her. She was in her bed the next morning.

The Next Day,Eight O'clock

Draco and Chris were practicing fighting. Draco cut Chris's arm. "Sit down." Draco said. He walked across the room and took a vial containing a dark red liquid. "Give me your arm." He applied the liquid along the cut. "I keep telling you that you need to keep eye contact to know what you opponent will do next. We don't have to have practice today if you can't concentrate."

"I'm fine, Draco. I'm perfectly capable of concentrating." Chris said. The cut healed.

"No, your not, Chris. Your dad was just killed. You act like nothing's wrong because you weren't his biggest fan. You look pale as hell. You don't make eye contact because you don't want me to see that you're on the edge of breaking down in tears."

"You're right." Chris said, "Weird thing is, that you were the only one who saw it." A tear slid down her cheek. Draco wiped away the tear with his thumb. "We can't. You were the one who said it. And I really don't want to get into a relationship right now, Draco." Chris said.

"I know." Draco said, "I'll go. I'm always here if you want to talk."

"Can you please just go?" Chris said with another tear sliding down her cheek.

"Sure." Draco left the dungeon. Chris cried. She hated to admit it, but she missed her father. Over the past few years they had grown closer. He was all she had for these past few years. He was the one who had helped her. Now she had Jesse. 'You lose something, you gain something else, I guess.' Chris thought. Chris just sat there and let the tears stream down her face. She turned back to her normal form of Kaylee. Not what she looked like with her hair streaked and her make up perfect, this is what she really looked like. She had scars on her arms and legs. There was a scar on her forehead above her left eyebrow, there were two more on her right cheek. No one knew that this is what she looked like now. Every once in a while, she had to go back to this form. Her powers would start to weaken if she didn't. She sat there on the cold floor crying, not just over her dad, but over everything. She couldn't tell Draco. She couldn't see Rachel. She would never see Isabel again. She would never have the life of Kaylee Sparrow again. "Why can't I just erase the past? Erase my whole life. Erase the curse. Erase the past three years. It would be so much easier." She said to the walls. She knew that even walls had ears. Sometimes she wanted those ears to hear her. She wanted them to tell Voldemort that she was here. She was right under his nose. Why couldn't he just kill her? It would be so much easier. But for some reason, the walls wouldn't tell Voldemort when she wanted them to. After sitting on the stone cold floor for who knows how long, Kaylee pulled her self back together and went back to Chris. She went back to her dorm.

"Hey Chris." Harry said.

"Hey Harry." Chris replied.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked, concerned.

"Which one told you?" Chris asked.

"Jesse." Harry said.

"Well, I'm fine."

"Okay, but if you want to–"

"Talk. I wish everyone would stop saying that. I don't want to talk to anyone. The only thing I want to do is scream at the people who think that I need talk to them. I don't care if you know what it's like Harry. That won't make me want to suddenly cry on your shoulder. So if you are thinking about saying anything involving my parents, then you can shove it up your ass!" Chris yelled. Harry looked surprised.

"Chris, are you okay?" Jesse asked, as he came down the stairs.

"I'm fine."

"Do you want to talk?"

"Actually, the only thing I want to do is break something."

"Oh, okay. Can you give Hermione this tape? She is in her dorm. Please don't break it." Jesse said.

"Okay." Chris took the tape and went up to her dorm.

"You two have the strangest relationship." Harry said.

"Yeah, but it works for us." Jesse said.

In the girls dorm...

"Jesse made this tape for you." Chris said, tossing Hermione the tape.

"Thanks." Hermione said, "I don't know why he keeps trying to win me back."

"That is the dumbest thing that I have ever heard you say. He is in love with you. He never stopped loving you." Chris said.

"Whatever, do you mind if I play it in the stereo and not in my headphones?" Hermione said.

"Not at all." Chris said.

The stereo started. "Breakdown/ I can't take this/ I need somewhere to go/ I need you/ I'm so restless/ I don't know what to do

Chris took her photo album out from the bottom of her trunk.

Cause we've had our rough times/ Fighting all night/ And now you're just slipping away

There was a picture of Kaylee and Draco. She had on a black tank top with a pleated denim mini skirt. Draco was wearing a white muscle shirt and black baggy jeans. Kaylee's arms were around Draco's neck and his arms were around her waist. They were only looking at each other. At the time they didn't even know that Jesse took the snapshot.

So give me this chance/ To make the wrongs right, to say/ Don't, don't, don't walk away

I promise/ I won't let you down, you down/ If you take my hand tonight/ I promise/ We'll be just fine this time/ If you take my hand tonight

If you take my hand tonight

On the next page was a picture of Isabel and Blaise. Isabel had long blonde hair, thanks to her powers. She was wearing a black long sleeved shirt with a red skirt that reached just above her knee with black knee high boots. Blaise had his dark hair spiked. He was wearing a gray button down shirt untucked with black pants. Blaise was putting a heart shaped necklace around Isabel's neck.

Without you I go through the motions/ Without you it's just not quite the same/ Without you I don't want to go out/ I just wanted to say

Kaylee loved to take pictures. It was fun when people weren't looking. She didn't like the fake smiles and happiness. She liked the real thing.

That I'm sick of these fights/ I'll let you be right/ If it stops you from running away

So give me this chance/ To make the wrongs right, to say/ Don't, don't, don't walk away

The next picture was of Jesse and Hermione. They were both cleaning a boat. Hermione also used to have a job at Sparrow's Ships. Hermione had been giving Jesse the silent treatment. They gotten into some stupid fight.

I promise/ I won't let you down, you down/ If you take my hand tonight/ I promise/ We'll be just fine this time/ If you take my hand tonight

Take my hand/ Take my hand /I promise/ Take my hand/ I promise/ Take my hand/ Go!

The next picture was of Draco and Kaylee again. They were at the beach. Kaylee was in a black bikini. Draco was in dark blue swim trunks. They were making out.

I promise/ I won't let you down, you down/ If you take my hand tonight/ I promise/ We'll be just fine this time/ If you take my hand tonight

Chris shut the book. How did she get so far away from her life?

If you take my hand tonight/ I won't let you down/ Take my hand tonight

(A/N: I like putting in lyrics. Hence, the end of this chapter. If you guys request a song in a REVIEW, I might put it. Depends on how well the lyrics fit the scence or situation. Or if you don't like the lyrics, please tell me. I want to know if you guys like it or not. As always, PLEASE REVIEW! l8r, Nikki)