One last breath
Hermione woke op and then startled. Where was she? Then she remembered, she was in Draco's room. Hermione smiled when she thought back at last night, that had been so wonderful. She snorted inwardly: Here she lay in the arms of Draco Malfoy and to think that she wanted to spit him in the face a month ago.
Draco jawned and stretched his arms out. He was surprised to see a girl in his bed first, then remembered it was Hermione.
"Good morning." he said.
"Good morning," she whispered back, "Everything ok?"
"Couldn't have been better," Draco replied, and he caressed her cheek, "You were wonderful last night."
"So were you." she replied with a smile. Then a question came to her mind and she said: " Ok, I'm curious, have you ever been this close with anyone else?"
"Yes, actually."
"Please tell me." Hermione said, a bit bewildered.
Draco sighed and ran a hand through his hair, then he said: "To make a long story short: My father held a terrible boring feast at home and I met the daughter of the Minister of Magic. She was boring as well and to make her shut up, I kissed her. From one came another...etc"
"Ah, now I understand," Hermione grinned, "You took me to your room to shut me up. So? Am I boring you, Mr Malfoy?
"No, you're not boring," Draco grinned, "But you used to be."
That remark earned him a pillow in the face.
"I'm sorry, how can I make it up to you?" Draco laughed.
"By making me a nice breakfast." Hermione joked.
Draco jumped out of bed and said: "One breakfast coming up!"
"Don't be silly," Hermione giggled, "It's 6.00 am! I'm not even hungry."
"Well, I am." Draco said.
"Breakfast isn't served yet, you should know that after five years being here." Hermione stated.
"What?" Draco asked, "You think your boys are the only ones who sneak to the kitchen once and a while?"
"How did you know that?" Hermione asked surprised.
"House-elf gossip a lot." Draco said with a Dobby voice.
"Right." Hermione sighed.
Draco bent over to her and gave her a kiss. "I'll be right back."
"I'm sure you will," Hermione replied, "You're not wearing any clothes after all."
"Oh right." Draco grinned. He dressed himself quickly and went to the door. He opened it carefully and took a peek outside: the coast was clear. 'I'll be rigth back' he mouthed to Hermione and he went outside.
The hallway was empty when Draco entered it. When he wanted to cross it, someone came descended the stairs. It was Ron.
"Good morning, Weasley." Draco said cheerful (nothing could ruin his day anymore).
But Ron didn't reply he just went straight to Draco, who looked surprised.
"Is there anything wrong?" Draco asked.
"Where's Hermione?" Ron asked, with a strange look in his eyes.
Draco didn't want to tell where she was, but Hermione, who came from the dungeons, replied herself: "I'm right here."
Ron looked at her, then suddenly sneered: "Playing Malfoy's prostitute, are we?"
Hermione opened her mouth, but Draco bit: "Don't talk to her like that, Weasel!"
"Why not?" Ron bit back, and he gave Draco a push.
Draco tried to stay calm and said: "Listen, if you walk back to the Gryffindor tower, I won't tell McGongall what you just said to Hermione."
"Don't tell me what to do, ferret!" Ron yelled.
"That's it, I'm going to McGonagall." Draco simply replied. Just when he turned around, Ron gave him a kick in the back. That was enough for Draco, he turned around and pushed Ron back.
"Wanna duel, Weasley? Well, come on, I'm ready!" he yelled.
"No, let's finish this the muggle way!" Ron yelled back and he punched Draco in the face.
"Ron, NO!" Hermione screamed.
Draco struggled back in surprise, then he put a hand on his mouth. He had a cut in his lip and he tasted some blood. Inside he was burning, he didn't care any more that it was Hermione's friend who stood there. There was one thing he had learned from his father: Never hit a Malfoy! Infuriated, he walked over to Ron, who stood in combat formation. Then suddenly, the fire inside was gone.
Hermione saw how Draco went over to Ron. She didn't know why, but she didn't stop him. Well, she didn't have to, because Draco stopped himself. Hermione felt a great fear, somehow she knew what was going on.
Draco shuddered, he felt so cold inside all of a sudden. It was like ice had filled his heart and he tried to take a deep breath, but he couldn't, his lungs didn't obey him anymore. Slowly, his view started to disappear and he felt like he was going to faint. Also, he didn't hear anything any longer. He panicked and started to hyperventilate. He tried to call Hermione but he couldn't speak anymore. The only sound he made was a hoarse cry.
Hermione saw that Draco needed help and she ran to him. Just when she wanted to touch him, someone yelled: Miss Granger! STOP!"
It was Snape, who ran down the stairs. "Don't touch him!"
"Why not?" Hermione cried.
"The Avada Curse has woken up again. Touching him would allow the Curse to enter your body." Snape quickly replied, while he pulled Hermione away from Draco.
"So there's nothing we can do?!?" Hermione asked bewildered.
"No, he's dying." Snape whispered.
"No...." Hermione cried.
"Mr Weasley, don't just stand there! Go get the Headmaster!" Snape shouted to Ron, who seemed to be in another world. He woke up and ran away.
Hermione saw how Draco shuddered helpless, trying to see where she was. Then suddenly, his lips got a dark blue shade.
"Fase two..." Snape whispered.
"Fase?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, you see the same Avada Curse, but it's slower. Making it a much more painful..." Snape couldn't finish his sentence, because his voice died away.
Draco, feeling trapped like an animal, felt how the pain went through his body. He wanted to cry out, but he couldn't. He felt how live was fading away and how his strength started to disapppear.
"Fase three..." Snape said breatless.
It was the last fase, Draco had no strength left and his legs gave up. He breathed his last breath and fell lifeless on the ground.
"No!" Hermione screamed and she ran to Draco, together with Snape.
"There must be a cure, there must be!" Hermione cried.
"There is." Dumbledore said, behind her. Hermione looked up at him in surprise.
Snape thought about it for a second, then he realised what Dumbledore was talking about. "Albus, no!"
"It's the only chance he's got, we've got three minutes." Dumbledore said.
Author's note: yes it has been an awfully long time!!! but I had writer's block :-) I hope this chapter meets your high expectations a bit...the rest will come. "Never fear!" * Gilderoy Lockhart*
R&R!!!
Hermione woke op and then startled. Where was she? Then she remembered, she was in Draco's room. Hermione smiled when she thought back at last night, that had been so wonderful. She snorted inwardly: Here she lay in the arms of Draco Malfoy and to think that she wanted to spit him in the face a month ago.
Draco jawned and stretched his arms out. He was surprised to see a girl in his bed first, then remembered it was Hermione.
"Good morning." he said.
"Good morning," she whispered back, "Everything ok?"
"Couldn't have been better," Draco replied, and he caressed her cheek, "You were wonderful last night."
"So were you." she replied with a smile. Then a question came to her mind and she said: " Ok, I'm curious, have you ever been this close with anyone else?"
"Yes, actually."
"Please tell me." Hermione said, a bit bewildered.
Draco sighed and ran a hand through his hair, then he said: "To make a long story short: My father held a terrible boring feast at home and I met the daughter of the Minister of Magic. She was boring as well and to make her shut up, I kissed her. From one came another...etc"
"Ah, now I understand," Hermione grinned, "You took me to your room to shut me up. So? Am I boring you, Mr Malfoy?
"No, you're not boring," Draco grinned, "But you used to be."
That remark earned him a pillow in the face.
"I'm sorry, how can I make it up to you?" Draco laughed.
"By making me a nice breakfast." Hermione joked.
Draco jumped out of bed and said: "One breakfast coming up!"
"Don't be silly," Hermione giggled, "It's 6.00 am! I'm not even hungry."
"Well, I am." Draco said.
"Breakfast isn't served yet, you should know that after five years being here." Hermione stated.
"What?" Draco asked, "You think your boys are the only ones who sneak to the kitchen once and a while?"
"How did you know that?" Hermione asked surprised.
"House-elf gossip a lot." Draco said with a Dobby voice.
"Right." Hermione sighed.
Draco bent over to her and gave her a kiss. "I'll be right back."
"I'm sure you will," Hermione replied, "You're not wearing any clothes after all."
"Oh right." Draco grinned. He dressed himself quickly and went to the door. He opened it carefully and took a peek outside: the coast was clear. 'I'll be rigth back' he mouthed to Hermione and he went outside.
The hallway was empty when Draco entered it. When he wanted to cross it, someone came descended the stairs. It was Ron.
"Good morning, Weasley." Draco said cheerful (nothing could ruin his day anymore).
But Ron didn't reply he just went straight to Draco, who looked surprised.
"Is there anything wrong?" Draco asked.
"Where's Hermione?" Ron asked, with a strange look in his eyes.
Draco didn't want to tell where she was, but Hermione, who came from the dungeons, replied herself: "I'm right here."
Ron looked at her, then suddenly sneered: "Playing Malfoy's prostitute, are we?"
Hermione opened her mouth, but Draco bit: "Don't talk to her like that, Weasel!"
"Why not?" Ron bit back, and he gave Draco a push.
Draco tried to stay calm and said: "Listen, if you walk back to the Gryffindor tower, I won't tell McGongall what you just said to Hermione."
"Don't tell me what to do, ferret!" Ron yelled.
"That's it, I'm going to McGonagall." Draco simply replied. Just when he turned around, Ron gave him a kick in the back. That was enough for Draco, he turned around and pushed Ron back.
"Wanna duel, Weasley? Well, come on, I'm ready!" he yelled.
"No, let's finish this the muggle way!" Ron yelled back and he punched Draco in the face.
"Ron, NO!" Hermione screamed.
Draco struggled back in surprise, then he put a hand on his mouth. He had a cut in his lip and he tasted some blood. Inside he was burning, he didn't care any more that it was Hermione's friend who stood there. There was one thing he had learned from his father: Never hit a Malfoy! Infuriated, he walked over to Ron, who stood in combat formation. Then suddenly, the fire inside was gone.
Hermione saw how Draco went over to Ron. She didn't know why, but she didn't stop him. Well, she didn't have to, because Draco stopped himself. Hermione felt a great fear, somehow she knew what was going on.
Draco shuddered, he felt so cold inside all of a sudden. It was like ice had filled his heart and he tried to take a deep breath, but he couldn't, his lungs didn't obey him anymore. Slowly, his view started to disappear and he felt like he was going to faint. Also, he didn't hear anything any longer. He panicked and started to hyperventilate. He tried to call Hermione but he couldn't speak anymore. The only sound he made was a hoarse cry.
Hermione saw that Draco needed help and she ran to him. Just when she wanted to touch him, someone yelled: Miss Granger! STOP!"
It was Snape, who ran down the stairs. "Don't touch him!"
"Why not?" Hermione cried.
"The Avada Curse has woken up again. Touching him would allow the Curse to enter your body." Snape quickly replied, while he pulled Hermione away from Draco.
"So there's nothing we can do?!?" Hermione asked bewildered.
"No, he's dying." Snape whispered.
"No...." Hermione cried.
"Mr Weasley, don't just stand there! Go get the Headmaster!" Snape shouted to Ron, who seemed to be in another world. He woke up and ran away.
Hermione saw how Draco shuddered helpless, trying to see where she was. Then suddenly, his lips got a dark blue shade.
"Fase two..." Snape whispered.
"Fase?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, you see the same Avada Curse, but it's slower. Making it a much more painful..." Snape couldn't finish his sentence, because his voice died away.
Draco, feeling trapped like an animal, felt how the pain went through his body. He wanted to cry out, but he couldn't. He felt how live was fading away and how his strength started to disapppear.
"Fase three..." Snape said breatless.
It was the last fase, Draco had no strength left and his legs gave up. He breathed his last breath and fell lifeless on the ground.
"No!" Hermione screamed and she ran to Draco, together with Snape.
"There must be a cure, there must be!" Hermione cried.
"There is." Dumbledore said, behind her. Hermione looked up at him in surprise.
Snape thought about it for a second, then he realised what Dumbledore was talking about. "Albus, no!"
"It's the only chance he's got, we've got three minutes." Dumbledore said.
Author's note: yes it has been an awfully long time!!! but I had writer's block :-) I hope this chapter meets your high expectations a bit...the rest will come. "Never fear!" * Gilderoy Lockhart*
R&R!!!