Monster
Summary: Draco struggles with a curse, which one will win?
AN: Here's a HG-DM story since I didn't include Draco in my SG1/HP crossover. He threw a fit and has bugged me until Monster came up on my playlist! UGH! Such a drama queen! This is also what comes about when listening to music while reading a PB/HP crossover. LOL Just never know when the muses will make themselves known. Anyway, thanks for checking this out and hope you enjoyed it.
Inspired: Skillet 'Monster'
Disclaimer: I make no monies with this.
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Draco could feel it under his skin; crawling, seething, coiling around his mind. He knew if he let his guard down for just a moment, the monster would emerge and destroy everything. The longer he lived with the beast, the more he feared what it would do when the day came it overpowered him. So far, coming up on five years, he had managed to keep it caged.
Draco growled when he remembered his father allowing his deranged Aunt Bella curse him. He despised the man for his upbringing alone but add in a curse that would surface at sixteen and he truly hated his sire. He had no clue what was inside him, his Aunt was sent to Azkaban before he was told, then she had lost what little humanity she had once had. Then the summer before his sixth year, when he was still trying to stay off the Dark Lord's radar, his father had been severely punished for his failure at the Department of Mysteries and Draco was served up like a lamb to slaughter.
Just before the start of term, he was branded like a beast and whatever his Aunt cursed him with woke up with the pure evil put into the mark. It just so happened to be done around his birthday. It was one of many reasons he wasn't himself that year and why seventh year was absolute hell. He had briefly thought of letting it have free reign during the Final Battle but was terrified he would never get control again. So he had tightened his control however, he did use the built up rage and betrayal to fuel any fight he found himself in.
After Potter had ended the War, Draco had enjoyed several months of relief before the monster started clawing, trying to find its release. He had slammed the door on the cage and threw the key away. However, he was worried; every day was getting harder to deny the monster's release. What he really worried about was every time he was around Hermione Granger the best would rage against its cell. What unnerved him the most was that he had no clue why.
He had actually become friends with the fierce witch but had started distancing himself from her but the daffy bint wouldn't take the hint. She continued to hang out with him, finding various reasons to visit and stay. When he had finally told her what was going on, no one denied Hermione at wand point, she had called him a fool as she hugged him tightly.
"Oh, Draco, you beautifully oblivious idiot, it will take more than a curse for me to give up on our friendship." She had said.
"Hermione, you're not understanding! Whatever is inside of me is interested in you and I don't know why!" Draco ran his hands through his hair as he paced, grimacing any time the monster tested its cage.
"Maybe but I can take care of myself. Do you not think I wouldn't incapacitate you if you became a danger to me?" Hermione asked.
"Damn it, Hermione! I'm trying to protect you! I don't want you to have to protect yourself or shoot a spell at me so I don't hurt you!" Draco whirled around and leaned into her face, hoping to drive his point home.
Instead of backing away as any sane witch or wizard would do, Hermione smiled gently as she cupped his face. "I'm not going anywhere Draco. You are my friend and I refuse to allow you to suffer alone anymore."
Sighing, Draco leaned into her touch. "Let go my Dragon." She softly said.
When her words sunk in, Draco's eyes snapped to hers and he saw only love and sincerity shining back at him.
"You promise to take me down if I even act like I'm going to attack you?" Draco asked knowing once Hermione made her mind up no one and nothing could change it.
"I promise." Hermione told him.
"Very well." Draco sighed, defeated.
As he started relaxing his control over the beast, his body started shaking, his breath quickened and his temperature rose. With a final worried look at her, Draco loosed all control; within a few seconds, where Draco had been standing was a hellhound of sorts. It was nothing Hermione had ever seen before.
It had spiky scales all over its body in various sizes. It started off as a dark charcoal gray before turning bright red and showing her its mouth full of teeth as it roared. The red seemed to glow before settling down to a duller, darker shade. It had a muzzle like a dog and four legs with a tail that looked as brutal as the rest of it, but it was larger than any dog she had ever seen, close to the reported size of a grim. Instead of cowering or stunning the creature, Hermione stared at the steel gray eyes and slowly lowered down to her knees. The dog-like creature watched her before it approached cautiously and sniffed her, slowly its coloring went back to the charcoal gray it had been at first. When she made to pet it, the color flared before settling once again on the gray. The next thing Hermione knew, she had a lap full of "dog" and she chuckled softly before saying, "It's an animal thing" as she rubbed its ears and patted its side.
~Fin~
AN: Short and sweet! :) Kudos to those who know what movie I took the quote and creature from. For those who have no clue, it was the Chronicles of Riddick when Riddick is at Crematoria. I adore that scene! Thanks for reading and maybe Draco will settle down now, though I'm not holding my breath! LOL I might add more to this sometime but at the moment, it's just a sweet little story. Thanks again for reading it!