My fair lady
Draco? Draco!
The voice echoed through the darkness and finally reached Draco. Slowly, the light returned in his eyes and he could see again. Draco's sight was blurred, but he could see that it was Snape in front of him.
"Sir?"
Snape lifted Draco to his feet and Draco started to see clearly again. What he saw, was a bit confusing: Harry was nervously pacing around his father's corpse, Sirius and Lupin were both connected by a ray of light that split in a sort of network of smaller rays, forming a cage of light around Voldemort. When Draco looked at their faces he could clearly see that they had to use all their strength to keep the ray working. Four other Aurors were battling with a dozen Death Eaters who tried to destroy the cage around Voldemort.
"Come on, Draco," Snape said, "No time to lose, start the Final Incantation with Potter."
Draco went as fast as he could to Harry and asked: "My father...is he...?"
"Dead." Harry said.
Draco nodded, not feeling sad at all, and took his wand. For some reason, he couldn't hold a tight grip on the wand. When he looked at his hand, he saw how it was covered with blood.
"Bastard." he murmured.
"Are you able to perform the spell?" Harry asked concerned.
"I'm ok." Draco replied.
Harry took his wand too and hit it against Draco's wand, forming an X. They held their wands with both hands, because the wands would release a huge amount of energy. The boys closed their eyes and started to recite a complicated spell. The wands started to glow and they trembled so hard that the boys had to use all their strength to keep their hands on their wands. In the middle of the X appeared a field of purple sparks. The number of sparks became so much that they formed one bright ball of light. Then suddenly, the lightball shot like an arrow to the cage where Voldemort was kept in.
Sirius and Lupin dropped their wands immediately and the cage disappeared, the lightball shot right through Voldemort who screamed from the pain. The lightball returned and pushed itself in Voldemort's back, where it exploded. Bright scarlet and green rays of light shot through the room, then wrapped themselves around Voldemort.
The Aurors couldn't see what happened next, because the light that errupted from Voldemort's body was blindening. But they knew what had happened when they heard one last horrible scream: Voldemort had been defeated.
* * * * * *
The Great Hall was filled with students in their pyjamas and sleepy teachers. McGonagall tapped her goblet and the crowd became silent.
Dumbledore thanked her and said: "Dear students, dear teachers, I have the honour to tell you that the misson has been a succes. Voldemort is defeated!"
McGonagall raised an eyebrow when the whole school just stared at Dumbledore, then she sighed and shouted: "This is not another joke from your headmaster!"
Suddenly, the Great Hall became too small, because the school burst out in a huge applause and screaming. Teachers and students hugged each other and everyone laughed. After ten minutes, Dumbledore took his chance to speak when the crowd was a bit calmer again.
"I think this deserves a celebration," he said, "Also, I hereby declare that from now on, this day will be called The Day that Darkness was Overcome!"
The crowd started to scream again, but Dumbledore raised his hand.
"In a few moments, our heroes will arrive and I expect no less than a spectaculair applause!"
Dumbledore was just finished when the gate to the Great Hall opened. First, no one came, but then Harry ran inside and the crowd went mad. Harry was quickly followed by the rest and they were all being gratulated by a thousand people.
When Harry saw Ginny, he ran to her, took her in his arms and kissed her. Everyone laughed and a few people were whistling. Then Harry went to Hermione and Ron a few metres further. They hugged and started to babble like they hadn't seen each other for years.
"Where's Draco?" Hermione asked, trying to look over the crowd. For a moment, Harry became serious again.
"There's something wrong with him, Snape took him right to the infirmary. I think he's lost a lot of energy by reciting the spell, 'cause when we were back on our broom, he fell off. Luckily, I saw it just in time and I caught him on my broom."
"Oh no..." Hermione murmured, and she started to run to the hallway.
"I'll see you guys later, ok?" she shouted over her back. When she reached the infirmary, Snape was standing in front of the door.
"How is he?" Hermione asked immediately.
"It's nothing to worry about," Snape replied, "I was just making sure that it wasn't...something else."
"Can I see him?" Hermione asked.
"No, I'm sorry, even I wasn't allowed to enter from madam Pomfrey." Snape said.
'I need some fresh air' Hermione thought and to Snape she said: "By the way, congratulations on your victory."
"Thank you." Snape replied, showing his rare smile for a of half a second.
Hermione smiled and left, she crossed the hallway and went outside. It was raining terribly, but she didn't care. The only thing she could think of was Draco. After ten minutes she was quivering from her cold wet robes, but she kept staring at the lake. She jumped, when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She smiled and turned around.
"Oh...hello Ron." she said, and her smile faded a bit.
"What an enthusiasm!" Ron said sarcastically, "I suppose you're waiting for your lover."
"Sorry Ron, I didn't mean to be rude." Hermione apologized.
"It's ok," Ron replied with a smile, but Hermione could see he was hurt.
"Why did you want to see me?" Hermione asked quickly.
"Ginny asked me to ask you whether you have a spare dress for tonight's feast." Ron said.
"Can't she ask that herself?" Hermione asked.
Ron rolled his eyes and said: "No, she's too busy with Harry right now."
Hermione chuckled: "Well, tell her I'll be there in ten minutes."
"Ok." Ron said, and he left.
Hermione sighed, why did Ron still have a crush on her? She could feel that he still had feelings for her. It had to be awful for him to see her with a Malfoy. 'He'll have to live with it and he should be happy for me.' Hermione thought. Not more than twenty seconds later, she heard someone behind her back again.
"Now what, Ron?" she asked annoyed.
Hermione jumped again, when suddenly someone whispered in her ear: "Good evening, my fair lady."
She turned around and looked at her sweet Slytherin. She thought he would look deadly pale again but his cheeks had a healthy shade of pink. In fact, he looked more handsome then ever, his fair hair hung loose next to his temples and his wet robes were sticking against his body, revealing his muscled arms. Hermione sighed in relief, maybe Dumbledore's prediction wasn't true at all.
Draco put his hand on her cheek and caressed it,then he bowed over to her slowly and kissed her wet lips. That was a new sensation for Hermione, she tasted his warm lips and felt cold raindrops on her face.
"What's wrong with your hand?" Draco suddenly asked.
Hermione was glad that it was dark, because she blushed a bit. "Nothing, it's too stupid to tell you."
"No, please tell me." Draco said.
"Well...I dreamed that I was walking here and suddenly your father attacked me. He had his cane with him and..."
"...he stabbed your hand with it." Draco finished her sentence.
"How did you know?" Hermione asked bewildered.
Draco showed her his hand, making Hermione gasp.
"Because the same happened to me." he said.
"How can you fall asleep on a battle field and dream the same nightmare?" Hermione asked confused.
"I wasn't asleep," Draco said, "I met my father, he was still alive for the same reason as me."
Hermione stared at Draco in horror, then asked: "Is he still alive?"
"Not anymore, the Aurors finished him off." Draco said without any emotion.
They were silent for a few minutes, then they heard music coming from the castle.
"Would you hate to dance with me again?" Draco asked.
"Absolutely not." Hermione replied with a smile.
He put his hand behind her back and they slowly walked back to the castle. When they entered the Great Hall, the crowd started to applause again, because Draco hadn't been in the Great Hall yet.
After ten minutes of applauding and congratulating, the people separated again and went to the dance floor. A slow romantic song started to play and Draco and Hermione started to dance, holding each other tightly. They earned some curious looks, but no one seemed to be against to the new couple.
"Shall we get our robes changed?" Draco asked after their second slow, "It feels kinda cold."
"Ok," Hermione said, while they left the Great Hall. They didn't see how Ron followed them to the hallway and hid himself behind a statue when they stopped.
Hermione kissed Draco in the middle of the hallway and said: "Back to the cold dungeons with you."
Draco smiled, then whispered so that no one could hear him: "Why don't you accompagny me?"
Hermione looked at him for a moment, then whispered back: "Ok...Show me were the Slytherins sleep."
Draco, who had expected a whole other response, raised an eyebrow. Then he took her hand and guided her to the stairs that led to the dungeons.
"Wait here for a moment," Draco whispered to Hermione, "All the Slytherins should be at the feast right now, but you never know."
He went inside the common room and checked every corner, nobody was there. He took Hermione inside and waited for her reaction.
"Well...not really cozy," she said, "But I love the waterfall behind the windows."
"Thank you, but you should see my room."
"You have your own room?" Hermione asked surprised.
"Yes, Snape gave me a prefect's room. He thought I needed a bit of privacy to study for my future potions career."
Hermione snorted and murmured: "Teacher's pet."
Draco grinned and took her further through the common room to his dormitory, where he lit a few candles.
When Hermione was inside he said: "Listen, I totally understand if you don't want to...If this is not the right time to..."
"To be intimate?" Hermione asked with a smile.
Draco smiled too and nodded, his cheeks a bit more pink than usual. Hermione slowly walked over to him and stroke her hand through his hair.
"I wouldn't want to do this with anyone else." she said. With all the courage she had, she lowered her hand and unbuttoned his cloak. Hermione couldn't believe herself, she was nervous like a little child on its first schoolday.
Draco let her slowly explore him and undress him until he wore nothing more than his trousers. He enjoyed how she caressed his shoulders and back. He felt her warm breath in his neck and he felt how a gentle warmth went through his body when she kissed him softly.
Hermione felt her heart skip a beat, when Draco opened her robes and pulled the Gryffindor tie from around her neck. He slowly unbuttoned her vest and skirt, revealing the pale flesh of her belly. He caressed her warm skin and put his arm around her waist, then he let her slowly fall on his bed.
Hermione felt his quick heartbeat and how he breathed heavily. Feeling a bit worried, she whispered: "Are you alright?"
"I couldn't feel more alive." he whispered back.
Authors note: Hey, the 'fluff' had to come one day, well I don't call this teenager fluff, I call this passion. For those who thought they were going to read more: I drew my line, I don't want to exploit the characters like some fanfics do. Use your fantasy if you want more ;-) Next chapter coming up and a huge...well , I'm not going to tell!
Ravenklauw.
Draco? Draco!
The voice echoed through the darkness and finally reached Draco. Slowly, the light returned in his eyes and he could see again. Draco's sight was blurred, but he could see that it was Snape in front of him.
"Sir?"
Snape lifted Draco to his feet and Draco started to see clearly again. What he saw, was a bit confusing: Harry was nervously pacing around his father's corpse, Sirius and Lupin were both connected by a ray of light that split in a sort of network of smaller rays, forming a cage of light around Voldemort. When Draco looked at their faces he could clearly see that they had to use all their strength to keep the ray working. Four other Aurors were battling with a dozen Death Eaters who tried to destroy the cage around Voldemort.
"Come on, Draco," Snape said, "No time to lose, start the Final Incantation with Potter."
Draco went as fast as he could to Harry and asked: "My father...is he...?"
"Dead." Harry said.
Draco nodded, not feeling sad at all, and took his wand. For some reason, he couldn't hold a tight grip on the wand. When he looked at his hand, he saw how it was covered with blood.
"Bastard." he murmured.
"Are you able to perform the spell?" Harry asked concerned.
"I'm ok." Draco replied.
Harry took his wand too and hit it against Draco's wand, forming an X. They held their wands with both hands, because the wands would release a huge amount of energy. The boys closed their eyes and started to recite a complicated spell. The wands started to glow and they trembled so hard that the boys had to use all their strength to keep their hands on their wands. In the middle of the X appeared a field of purple sparks. The number of sparks became so much that they formed one bright ball of light. Then suddenly, the lightball shot like an arrow to the cage where Voldemort was kept in.
Sirius and Lupin dropped their wands immediately and the cage disappeared, the lightball shot right through Voldemort who screamed from the pain. The lightball returned and pushed itself in Voldemort's back, where it exploded. Bright scarlet and green rays of light shot through the room, then wrapped themselves around Voldemort.
The Aurors couldn't see what happened next, because the light that errupted from Voldemort's body was blindening. But they knew what had happened when they heard one last horrible scream: Voldemort had been defeated.
* * * * * *
The Great Hall was filled with students in their pyjamas and sleepy teachers. McGonagall tapped her goblet and the crowd became silent.
Dumbledore thanked her and said: "Dear students, dear teachers, I have the honour to tell you that the misson has been a succes. Voldemort is defeated!"
McGonagall raised an eyebrow when the whole school just stared at Dumbledore, then she sighed and shouted: "This is not another joke from your headmaster!"
Suddenly, the Great Hall became too small, because the school burst out in a huge applause and screaming. Teachers and students hugged each other and everyone laughed. After ten minutes, Dumbledore took his chance to speak when the crowd was a bit calmer again.
"I think this deserves a celebration," he said, "Also, I hereby declare that from now on, this day will be called The Day that Darkness was Overcome!"
The crowd started to scream again, but Dumbledore raised his hand.
"In a few moments, our heroes will arrive and I expect no less than a spectaculair applause!"
Dumbledore was just finished when the gate to the Great Hall opened. First, no one came, but then Harry ran inside and the crowd went mad. Harry was quickly followed by the rest and they were all being gratulated by a thousand people.
When Harry saw Ginny, he ran to her, took her in his arms and kissed her. Everyone laughed and a few people were whistling. Then Harry went to Hermione and Ron a few metres further. They hugged and started to babble like they hadn't seen each other for years.
"Where's Draco?" Hermione asked, trying to look over the crowd. For a moment, Harry became serious again.
"There's something wrong with him, Snape took him right to the infirmary. I think he's lost a lot of energy by reciting the spell, 'cause when we were back on our broom, he fell off. Luckily, I saw it just in time and I caught him on my broom."
"Oh no..." Hermione murmured, and she started to run to the hallway.
"I'll see you guys later, ok?" she shouted over her back. When she reached the infirmary, Snape was standing in front of the door.
"How is he?" Hermione asked immediately.
"It's nothing to worry about," Snape replied, "I was just making sure that it wasn't...something else."
"Can I see him?" Hermione asked.
"No, I'm sorry, even I wasn't allowed to enter from madam Pomfrey." Snape said.
'I need some fresh air' Hermione thought and to Snape she said: "By the way, congratulations on your victory."
"Thank you." Snape replied, showing his rare smile for a of half a second.
Hermione smiled and left, she crossed the hallway and went outside. It was raining terribly, but she didn't care. The only thing she could think of was Draco. After ten minutes she was quivering from her cold wet robes, but she kept staring at the lake. She jumped, when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She smiled and turned around.
"Oh...hello Ron." she said, and her smile faded a bit.
"What an enthusiasm!" Ron said sarcastically, "I suppose you're waiting for your lover."
"Sorry Ron, I didn't mean to be rude." Hermione apologized.
"It's ok," Ron replied with a smile, but Hermione could see he was hurt.
"Why did you want to see me?" Hermione asked quickly.
"Ginny asked me to ask you whether you have a spare dress for tonight's feast." Ron said.
"Can't she ask that herself?" Hermione asked.
Ron rolled his eyes and said: "No, she's too busy with Harry right now."
Hermione chuckled: "Well, tell her I'll be there in ten minutes."
"Ok." Ron said, and he left.
Hermione sighed, why did Ron still have a crush on her? She could feel that he still had feelings for her. It had to be awful for him to see her with a Malfoy. 'He'll have to live with it and he should be happy for me.' Hermione thought. Not more than twenty seconds later, she heard someone behind her back again.
"Now what, Ron?" she asked annoyed.
Hermione jumped again, when suddenly someone whispered in her ear: "Good evening, my fair lady."
She turned around and looked at her sweet Slytherin. She thought he would look deadly pale again but his cheeks had a healthy shade of pink. In fact, he looked more handsome then ever, his fair hair hung loose next to his temples and his wet robes were sticking against his body, revealing his muscled arms. Hermione sighed in relief, maybe Dumbledore's prediction wasn't true at all.
Draco put his hand on her cheek and caressed it,then he bowed over to her slowly and kissed her wet lips. That was a new sensation for Hermione, she tasted his warm lips and felt cold raindrops on her face.
"What's wrong with your hand?" Draco suddenly asked.
Hermione was glad that it was dark, because she blushed a bit. "Nothing, it's too stupid to tell you."
"No, please tell me." Draco said.
"Well...I dreamed that I was walking here and suddenly your father attacked me. He had his cane with him and..."
"...he stabbed your hand with it." Draco finished her sentence.
"How did you know?" Hermione asked bewildered.
Draco showed her his hand, making Hermione gasp.
"Because the same happened to me." he said.
"How can you fall asleep on a battle field and dream the same nightmare?" Hermione asked confused.
"I wasn't asleep," Draco said, "I met my father, he was still alive for the same reason as me."
Hermione stared at Draco in horror, then asked: "Is he still alive?"
"Not anymore, the Aurors finished him off." Draco said without any emotion.
They were silent for a few minutes, then they heard music coming from the castle.
"Would you hate to dance with me again?" Draco asked.
"Absolutely not." Hermione replied with a smile.
He put his hand behind her back and they slowly walked back to the castle. When they entered the Great Hall, the crowd started to applause again, because Draco hadn't been in the Great Hall yet.
After ten minutes of applauding and congratulating, the people separated again and went to the dance floor. A slow romantic song started to play and Draco and Hermione started to dance, holding each other tightly. They earned some curious looks, but no one seemed to be against to the new couple.
"Shall we get our robes changed?" Draco asked after their second slow, "It feels kinda cold."
"Ok," Hermione said, while they left the Great Hall. They didn't see how Ron followed them to the hallway and hid himself behind a statue when they stopped.
Hermione kissed Draco in the middle of the hallway and said: "Back to the cold dungeons with you."
Draco smiled, then whispered so that no one could hear him: "Why don't you accompagny me?"
Hermione looked at him for a moment, then whispered back: "Ok...Show me were the Slytherins sleep."
Draco, who had expected a whole other response, raised an eyebrow. Then he took her hand and guided her to the stairs that led to the dungeons.
"Wait here for a moment," Draco whispered to Hermione, "All the Slytherins should be at the feast right now, but you never know."
He went inside the common room and checked every corner, nobody was there. He took Hermione inside and waited for her reaction.
"Well...not really cozy," she said, "But I love the waterfall behind the windows."
"Thank you, but you should see my room."
"You have your own room?" Hermione asked surprised.
"Yes, Snape gave me a prefect's room. He thought I needed a bit of privacy to study for my future potions career."
Hermione snorted and murmured: "Teacher's pet."
Draco grinned and took her further through the common room to his dormitory, where he lit a few candles.
When Hermione was inside he said: "Listen, I totally understand if you don't want to...If this is not the right time to..."
"To be intimate?" Hermione asked with a smile.
Draco smiled too and nodded, his cheeks a bit more pink than usual. Hermione slowly walked over to him and stroke her hand through his hair.
"I wouldn't want to do this with anyone else." she said. With all the courage she had, she lowered her hand and unbuttoned his cloak. Hermione couldn't believe herself, she was nervous like a little child on its first schoolday.
Draco let her slowly explore him and undress him until he wore nothing more than his trousers. He enjoyed how she caressed his shoulders and back. He felt her warm breath in his neck and he felt how a gentle warmth went through his body when she kissed him softly.
Hermione felt her heart skip a beat, when Draco opened her robes and pulled the Gryffindor tie from around her neck. He slowly unbuttoned her vest and skirt, revealing the pale flesh of her belly. He caressed her warm skin and put his arm around her waist, then he let her slowly fall on his bed.
Hermione felt his quick heartbeat and how he breathed heavily. Feeling a bit worried, she whispered: "Are you alright?"
"I couldn't feel more alive." he whispered back.
Authors note: Hey, the 'fluff' had to come one day, well I don't call this teenager fluff, I call this passion. For those who thought they were going to read more: I drew my line, I don't want to exploit the characters like some fanfics do. Use your fantasy if you want more ;-) Next chapter coming up and a huge...well , I'm not going to tell!
Ravenklauw.