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Chapter 13.
Advanced Magic.
Hermione bolted out of the covers, and jolted around looking for any signs of what she had just seen. Obviously she was dreaming as she found herself back in the hospital wing, the small tree like guard staring scarcely at her. Madam Pomfrey ran in as silently as she could as to not wake any of the other patients. As she casually walked over to the corner of the room. Hermione jumped back in to bed.
"Miss Granger. What seems to be the trouble dear?" she said, with a rather obscure smirk on her face. Rather strange expression Hermione thought but tossed aside as she tried to think of a quick lie to tell. She didn't see the point of saying something intelligent, after all, it wasn't real.
"Just a nightmare Madam Pomfrey. Nothing else. I apologise if I caused any ruccus."
Hermione smiled sincerely and laid back down in bed. Madam Pomfrey simply nodded tucked her in and walked back into her chambers giggling. Hermione took no notice as she was still deep in thought of what had incurred. As the lights dimmed down, Hermione turned on her back and stared up at the ceiling. It couldn't have been real? She thought. It felt real, like she was there, seeing everything. She didn't know what to make of it. Maybe hallucinations was a side effect to the potion she was given, or even to the antidote. Hermione thought a bit more about it then catched the time and cussed under her breath. She grabbed the sleeping juice Madam Pomfrey had left her earlier on and skulled the last in the bottle and then laid back down. She needed her rest, for tomorrow would be the day she returned to classes and to her Prefect duties. As she thought of all the work she had missed and needed to catch up on she dosed off.
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Draco stepped out of the shower and pulled his robe on roughly as he scurried around getting ready almost two hours before he was suppose too. He couldn't sleep after what happened the night before. He didn't know what it was, or what it meant. He did however know it had something to do with the potion Lucius gave Granger. This was it, he thought. This is what I've been waiting for. Somehow I must use this to my advantage. That is why he was up so early. He wanted to get to the library before anyone else and possible find any reading material about dreams. He wanted to have some knowledge of it before he asked Lucius, he didn't want to come off as an idiot. Draco finished getting ready, grabbed his bookbag and ran out the door. No-one cared what went on at this hour so he was free to sprint all the way to the library. As he turned the corner he ran straight into someone and it sent him flying onto the ground. It was dark so all he could see was a figure stand up and cross there arms.
"Who was that?" The figure questioned. Draco recognised the voice and rolled his eyes. He stood up and the figure came into the light.
"Just me Professor Quigley, Draco Malfoy." He answered.
"Oh, Mr Malfoy. What are you doing up this early? I suspect you have some prefect duties to attend to. I'll let you be on your way, but next time no running. If Miss Granger had not caught me I would have certainly broken a hip."
Draco nodded, than looked at her confused. Just then, another figure emerged from the Professor Quigleys classroom. The Professor said a quick "thank you" to Hermione and then walked back into her classroom, shutting the door abruptly. Draco looked at Hermione nervously, she did the same. Both of them thinking about the dream they had, and wondering if it meant anything. Draco, of course, knew it meant a whole lot. He wondered if she suspected anything, or was going to ask him something. When she just stood there looking at the wall, he rolled his eyes and walked away. He needed to figure it out himself what it was before he even concidered talking it over with the likes of her. Draco finally reached the library. As it was almost 5:30am in the morning, the library was closed, lucky for Draco all prefects get a stack of keys that open almost every door in the castle. With exception of the forbidden rooms. He unlocked the door, walked in and headed straight for the Divination section.
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Hermione was so gathered in her thoughts she hardly noticed that Malfoy had gone. When she snapped out of it and saw she was alone, she nervously started walking to the dorm. Her gut feelings just kept pestering her for some reason. Something just didn't fit right. She'd never dreamt of Malfoy before and it was weird she would start now. Espiacially after the attack, and the fact Malfoy was the last person to see her concious. That's when Hermiones thoughts collided and a conclusion came out. How could she be so stupid? It wasn't coincidence that she was attacked, cured by a miraculous Malfoy potion and then first night concious starts dreaming about Malfoy. She mentally slapped herself and ran back down the hall, she had to read up more about this. Harry and Ron were still fast asleep and trying to wake them would be like taking a bone from Fluffy. Impossible. She had to do this herself and inform them at breakfast, she reached the library and pulled out her key but strangely to her, it was already open. Hermione walked in and looked around. There was no sign of anyone, she even said a loud hello but nobody answered back. Hermione didn't bother worrying about it and headed to the dreams section. There is always one book in each section that gives a direct description of what the topics all about. Everything you need to know is in that book, and all the others is just meaningless useless information. Hermione spotted the book, grabbed it then sat down. She hadn't begun reading the first page before someone tapped her shouldar from behind. Hermione screamed and shot around. There in the cruedest manner was Malfoy laughing his head off.
"Excuse you." She snapped.
"You scream like a girl." He said, still laughin.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Well, gee, dumbass maybe it's cause I am a girl."
Draco stopped laughing and glared at her. "Don't call me a dumbass, Mudblood, I'm a lot smarter than you'll ever be."
"Doubtful and you really must come up with a different insult, at first it was hurtful now it's just plain silly." Hermione protested, turning back to the book.
"Your not going to find what we need to know in that book." Draco said, sitting next to her. Hermione's eyes widened and her head slowly turned to him
"What?"
Draco smiked. "I'm assuming your here because of a certain little dream you may have had last night that seemed oh too real"
"You had it too." She said dumbfounded.
"I did"
"Well, why did you think it important to read up on it. How do you know it was real?" She questioned.
"I don't know about you, but I don't usually have dreams about disgusting bushy haired girls I've hated since the first day here...espicially if the dream gives me scars."
"You've got scars, where?"
"I'm not showing you, might get off on it."
"Contrary to what you believe, not every girl falls flat on there feet for you, Malfoy."
"No...they just fall flat on there back." Draco exclaimed smirking.
Disgusted she turned away. "Your despicable."
"Your disgusting"
"Your repulsive." She fought back.
"You have really bad breath." He said moving away from her.
"Your unbelievable."
"Why thank you..."
"If you think..." She begun before Malfoy raised his hand at her and said, "shhh". She stood up.
"Don't shhhh me.."
Draco stood up too."Shut up and listen."
Hermione was about to say something before she heard what Draco obviously was hearing. Faint gasps and screams getting closer. Hermione closes the book and walks towards the door. Draco follows suit. The screams grow louder as the two grow closer to the Entrance of the Library. Draco pulls out his wand, and Hermione seeing this act pulls out hers as well. They catch each others worried glances and Draco yells "Inspinka Homora" and the doors burst open. Draco and Hermione both run out and raise there wands in front of them. Draco pointing left and Hermione pointing right. Nothing was there. They wait for a few seconds before turning to face each other.
"What the bloody hell was that?" Hermione asked.
Draco shook his head. "Probable one of those damn ghosts again. Freaky things."
Hermione looked around again rather weary of what just happened. She ran back into the library. Draco followed suit. Watching her grab all the books she could carry and run out, he chased after her.
"Are we going to talk about what happened or not?"
Hermione didn't say anything she just kept walking until she reached the head dormitories. Hermione looked behind her and saw Malfoy was still there.
"Why are you following me?"
Draco smirked. "Well..."
Hermione turned around. "Don't bother...I have a faint idea what your about to say."
Hermione opened the common room door and then chucked all the books on the table, grabbing a notepad she made herself comfortable and then opened a book up. Draco watched her intently until finally she looked up.
"What?"
Draco shrugged. "I'm waiting for you to speak."
"Well, I'm reading about dreams trying to figure out what happened last night. I ain't up for chit-chat right now Malfoy."
"I love the way you say my name."
Hermione shuttered. Draco sat in front of her and smiled. "I told you your not going to find what your looking for in any of the books in the library."
"Really?" Hermione said slamming her book down. "...and how do you know that, Malfoy!"
"Well, because I happen to have the book that we need."
Hermione nodded. "Where is it"
Malfoy smirked, stood up and pulled his wand out of his pocket. He pointed it at all the books Hermione had taken from the library and after a fee words from Malfoy. The five or so books turned into one. Hermione gasped.
"How did you do that?" She asked.
Malfoy just smiled. "Advance magic..my family has a lot of books in our personal library. Some of them so unique that you can't find them anywhere else and they have some neat spells in them. I think you'd rather like it."
Hermione scoffed. "Most the books in your "personal library" are probable filled with evil spells and enchantments. I don't think I'd much like that at all, Malfoy"
Draco growled. "Your impossible to please has anyone ever told you that."
Hermione laughed and opened the book. It begun shaking and then two eyes popped out of the pages, Hermione jumped. "What would you like to know about, Miss"
Hermione just looked wide eyed at the book and then at Draco. "It can talk?"
Draco nodded. "We'd like the divination section please."
The book closed it's eyes and softly replied, "Very Well"
Hermione sat back down still transfixed on Draco who followed suit.
"Not all evil spells and enchantments."
The book begun flipping pages and after a few seconds rested on one intitled, "Divination explained." Hermione trailed down the index until she came across a word that seemed familiar to her so she called it out. The book suddenly flipped to the first chapter, both Draco and Hermione read the first paragraph silently, eyes widening at every word;
WITHSTAVES
Withstaves are dreams and can be nightmares/premonitions of the past present and future happenings. Withstaves are created out of thin air and often transport a person to a certain sitiuation where they experiance for themselves the future. The most notorious an well known Withstave dream occured between Harmonica and Salazar Slytherin both of whom were hatred enemies at the time. They ended up saving each-others lives in the Withstave dream and then as the potion formed created an heir. Harmonica and Salazar exited the dream still in love and gave birth to Hartious Slytherin who in time ended up killing his father in the battle of VenSta. Harmonica Slytherin became Immortal the moment Salazar died as the spell was never reversed. The only way to get out of a Withstave dream once it has ingulped you is to either die or save the soul you were chosen to save, even though you will ultimately wake up in love with that person. Unless the Withstave spell is reversed by the person who cast it firstly upon you, it will forever flow through your viens and if either of the souls die..the remaining soul with become Immortal and unstoppable. If the soul that has died is female, the male soul inherits an untimely power that was created by the four Mephisto's of the 12th century. (To Read more about Mephisto and the ultimate power, say "Mephisto")
Hermione was about to say it when suddenly she heard a thud. Draco jumped up and looked around. The whispers were back again and this time they were louder. Just as Hermione stood up they were thrown back into the bookstand, they looked up to see some kind of black air come in from the open window. Hermione screamed and then raced up the stairs, Draco stayed back. Hermione got into her room and slammed the door shut. Running to her window she locked it and then curled up under the table. She heard curses being shot and Draco running passed her door. She saw the black shadow near her door form into boots. Hermione held her breath as the door started rattling. She screamed as the glass shattered and the room started too shake. Climbing out from under the table, Hermione jumped over her bed and ran into the conjoining bathroom not before the door swung open and Hermione took a look at who it was. She gasped as she saw a tall figure wearing a green cloak. It moved into the light, it's head slowly raising until Hermione could see clearly what it was. She screamed as it's yellow eyes looked straight into hers, it's face disfigured and teeth as dark as the night. Hermione was pulled into the bathroom by Draco and he slammed the door. He then grabbed her hand and ran into his room. The bathroom door burst open and the figure floated in, Draco shouted the death curse at it which made Hermione run past him but it didn't work. Draco had fired the deadliest of all curses, that was proven to kill anyone who ever came in contact with it, but whatever this thing was. It wasn't magical or humen. It couldn't be killed by any of there magic. Draco was thrown across the room with a wave of it's hand, and then it transfixed itself on Hermione. She screamed and tried to run but her feet were stuck to the ground. She screamed for help, but Draco was knocked out. She then looked at the monster. "What do you want from me" She asked crying. It raised it's hand and then called for Hermione's necklace.
"This" It said, as the necklace broke of her and into his hands. He then threw her into the wall next to Draco and she was knocked out too. The monster pocketed the necklace, formed into black dust and then raced out of Draco's room, down the corridor steps, into the head common room, out the window it came in from just mere minutes ago, down passed the whomping willow right out front of Hagrids Hut were it then shone a bright light as soon as it hit the ground...forming into a dog. It barked. The door to the hut swung open and Hagrid walked out.
"What are you doing out her Fang, come inside."
Fang obeyed and raced in, as Hagrid took a look around the grounds he walked into his house and shut the door. Switching the light off.
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