Chapter One
Dancing with the Devil
Disclaimer: I only own the characters not belonging to the great J.K. Rowling
Hermione's POV:
It was a perfectly normal summer like always. I got to see the friends I longed for during the school year- despite the fact that I already had great friends at school and couldn't possibly ask for more- and I got to see my fanily. During the entire summer I felt...normal. But as the summer came to al close, it reminded me that I wasn't normal the way I felt I was. I became afraid, thinking that if I went out, my friends would see the real me, the me that to them wasn't real. So for the last two weeks of the summer I planned to lock myself into my room. The only time I would leave would be for the bathroom or to spend time with my family in the privacy of our home.
I knew that as long as I didn't use my magic around them or tell them what I really was, they wouldn't find out. But for some reason, I felt like someone would find out, and if they did, well let's just say that the history of witch executions would repeat itself, starting with my execution of course.
Even though I wouldn't go and see my friends, or even my boyfriend Andrew, there is this great muggle invention that I love so dearly, the telephone. A wonderful device that I could use th talk straight to my friends without them having to see me. For some reason this made me feel really safe. But when I decided to use the phone, the first number I dialed was Andrew's and I did it without thinking. He would want to know where I'd been and why he hadn't seen me. As the I heard the ringing on the other end of the line, I decided that I would have to do the one thing I had never done before. I would have to lie. So I decided to tell Andrew that the reason he hadn't seen me was because I was sick, and I didn't want to get him sick causing him to have to miss out on the last two weeks of the summer. And he bought it, I couldn't believe it, he bought into my lie. After telling my little white lie, we said our good-bye's and I love you's and we hung up.
Yes, it was ture, I was in loveand if I really had been sick, I wouldn't want him to have to miss out on his summer just because of me. There was just no way in hell I would let that happen. I really loved Andrew with all I had, and after the first week of just sitting in my house all lonely and shit, I got to thinking, 'Why am I scared to go out there? Really, it's not like my skin was turning green and I'm growing a huge ass wart on my nose.' After that little thought, I was off to check my face in the mirror just to make sure. People wouldn't know what I was unless I where to tell them. Even then they wouldn't even believe me, they'd just think I was crazy and throw me into a nut house. But it really wasn't that odvious that I was completely different from the rest of the kids my age. 'So why am I still sitting here? I should be out there in the real world.' So I went.
After being in the house for so long, for like a week and a half that is, it really felt good to be out. It was amazing, the air was intoxicating. The first thing that I decided to do was head over to Andrew's house, earlier that same day I had talked to my friend Sara, and she had told me there was going to be a party at Andrew's. So I decided that I would suprise everyone and just drop in without notice. I would soon find out that that would be the biggest mistake I'd make that summer. So anyway, I went to Andrew's house. When I got there, I swear that it was like I never existed to any of the people there, and I was worried someone would find out my secret. But I walked in and I never recieved on "Hey" or "How are ya!?", nothing at all. But within seconds I was over it and off to search the place for Andrew and Sara.
I looked everywhere for them, atleast I thought I had, and I asked everyone that was sober enough to comprehend what I was say to them, if they had seen them anywhere. Of couse I had gotten the same answer from every single one of them. "NO!". The music was playing so loud that I couldn't even hear myself think. So I went to find a quite place to sit and think of where Andrew and Sara could be. I went to the one place in the house that for some reason noone would ever go, drunk or sober. The adjoining bathroom to the master bedroom, Mr. and Mrs. Smith's bedroom. Really it was a cute bathroom, totally remodled by Mr. Smith and decorated by Mrs. Smith. Quite nice really. Anyway, I went there to relax and get away from the all the noise. And that's when I heard it. So I went to investigate.
I walked through the door leading into the master bedroom expecting to find a couple of stupid teens fooling around, but what I saw, I wasn't fully ready for. Andrew and Sara, screwing on his parent's bed. I was speechless, I couldn't move, let alone think straight, so I was stuck watching this horrific sight unfolding before my eyes. By the time I was able to move again, Sara saw me standing there.
"Oh my god, Andrew!"
"What?" he asked turning to face whatever it was Sara was looking at.
"Hemione!?"
I stormed out of the room, slaming the door behind me. Now that I think about it, that was a bit childish. But I did it anyway. By the time I got to the yard Andrew was running afterme, with the same old sob story.
"Hermione, wait! It's not what you think. I love you."
Now I was pissed, and to top it all off, Sara came walking up behind him.
"Really Hermione, it's not what you think."
"And you know what I'm thinking right now, how I'm feeling? Not only has my boyfriend cheated on me, but
he's done it with my so called friend."
"Now Hermione, wait..."
"Don't start Andrew, you messed up big time."
"Hermione, just give me one more chance. PLEASE!"
"NO! If I give you one more chance now, you'll just think it's ok to keep doing this, that I'll
always give you one more chance, it's over, I'm done, good-bye."
"Hermione?"
"GOOD-BYE!"
And that was the last time I was supposed to see Andrew, but it wouldn't be so.
Draco's POV:
Boy had it been a long summer, and school was finally about to start up again. I couldn't wait. But the pest part of the summer was no Pansy Parkinson, she had really become a bother, not like she wasn't to begin with, but it had only become more of a problem. But back to my summer, it was amazing. First of all I recived my mark and a follower of the Dark Lord, that was great. It was just slapped right on to my left fore arm without any trouble at all. Then of course I spent some time with my good mate Blaise. The most dreadful part though was all the bloody "secret" meeting with the Dark Lord, and I knew that it was getting to my father, and Snape as well, but they both just kept telling me the samething over and over again.
"In good time Draco. There is good reason for it all." Odviously, they both knew something that I didn't.
Well in god time indeed. Just before Hogwarts let out for the summer, I found out a littlele thing or two about the little Goody-to-shoe herself, Hermione Granger. And the best part was, she didn't know anything about the secret. And I would soon find that I would benifit will from my new intake of knowledge. Now I could let it all out. I could let everything out that I had held in for six and a half years. But nows not the time for that, all that comes later. But the Dark Lord had finally given me my very first assignment, one that I would have to do completely on my own with no help from my father or Snape. My assignment was to impregnate the heir of Lord Voldemort, so that both of out blood-lines would live on long after our deaths. The only problem was that Voldie, wouldn't tell me who his heir was. That showed to be a bit of a problem now that I knew Granger's secret and the fact that I am a teenage guy with raging hormones. And that one little secret is what would be in my way and here it was. Hermione Granger wasn't really the filthy little mud-blood that I thought her to be. Infact she was a pure-blood, and more pure than even me I might add. Now tell me this, what if I decided that I wanted to shag the bloody hell out of Granger, and for some unknown reason she would decide become attached to me? I had an assignment that needed completing, and I would have to have to marry this heir weather or not I liked it. But the thought of shagging Granger wasn't that bad, infact I'd like it very well. She just happens to be so damned innocent, and I wanted to be the one to take that from her. I finally pulled myself from this train of thought and relized that Voldie hadn't even told me who his heir was. He later told me that I would have to find out for myself if I was to complete this task.
But this task wouldn't be the only thing that Voldemort had in mind for me. For some unkown reason, Granger had become very pressious to these people before me. So father and I would have to spend the last two months of the summer watching over her. And in this time, I would come to find that the muggle world wasn't exactly all that bad and I would become a wiz and using little muggle gagets like the com-put-er, and iPods, and even something the call a tel-e-phone or something like that.
While in the muggle world, father and I had to "become" muggles. We had to talk, dress and act as they did. So no matter how much we disliked this idea, we applied ourselves to the job and did just as we where instructed to do.
The two months that we spent there went by quite faster than we had expected it to. Granger did pretty much the samething everyday. She's wake up, shower, eat breakfast with her family, and leave the house around 11:30 am. Then frome there, she would go to a friends house, go shopping or to see a movie, get some lunch, go back to her friends until 11:30 pm, go home, shower again, eat dinner with her family, and go to read herself to sleep. But something happened. One day she never left the house. She locked herself in the house for like a week and half, she never came out for anything. I thought maybe she was sick or something. And if she was talking to her friends, she was using that really cool device to talk to them, the tel-e-phone or whatever it was. But after the week and a half, she finaly came out, and man did she look...decent. So I did what I was there to do, I followed her wherever it was she was going, to another house, but I wouldn't follow her in for the chance of her seeing me was to great, I was out of uniform. So I stayed outside and waited.
When she finally came out of that noisy ass house she had drug me to, she looked like she was on the brink of tears, when all of a sudden the look turned quickly to anger as some guy came running out after her. I listened in, being as quiet as possible.
"Man I'd hate to be that guy right about now." I wisphered to myself.
"Hermione wait! It's not what you think. I love you." he yelled after her.
Now she really looked pissed. I looked over to the left of the guy who was giving the sob story, and saw another girl around Granger's age running up beside that pathetic excuse of a guy. She looked as if she had been shagged to hell and back. She started to speak.
"Really Hermione, it's not what you think."
"And you know what I'm thinking right now, how I'm feeling? Not only has my boyfriend,"
"Boyfriend?" I kinda asked myself.
"cheated on me, but he's done it with my so called best friend."
"Now Hermione, wait..."
"Don't you start Andrew, you messed up big time."
This Andrew character must have been fucking the shit out of Granger's best friend when she walked in the house to do whatever it was she came here to do.
"Hermione, just give me one more chance. PLEASE!"
"NO! If I give you one more chance now, you'll just think it's ok to keep doing this, that I'll
always give you one more chance, it's over, I'm done, good-bye."
"Hermione?"
"GOOD-BYE!"
Damn, Granger had one hell of a temper, and I knew from experience, this guy's just lucky she didn't have him pinned against something then punching him dead on in the face. But that's beside the point. Granger stomped off, but I on the other hand had decided to stick around for awhile.
"I swear, I will get that bitch if it's the last thing I do." I heard this Andrew guy saying to the other girl that was
there.
"Look Andrew, don't do anything. Just leave her alone."
"Look Sara, that little slut thinks she can just walk out on me like, she's got another thing comin'."
"Andrew, NO!"
"Leave Sara, NOW!"
"Fine then, fuck you too bastard."
"You already did baby. And by the way thanks for the ride."
Now I was pissed, one you don't talk to any girl that way, and two, he was planning on hurting Granger and it was my responsbility to watch over her. So now I had to watch over Granger and this dumb-fuck boyfriend of her's.
Hermione's POV:
As I walked away from Sara and Andrew, I felt a third pair of eyes following my every move. But I kept walking, speeding up just a little bit. I wouldn't stop till I got home, even though by the time I was two block away it was odvious that noone was following me. But still I didn't slow down.
When I got home, I went straight to my room, and all I could do was cry. I cried all night long, I think that I may have even cried in my sleep. By the time morning came, I felt alot better. I got up and went to shower, when I was done and dressed I got some breakfast and I headed out to go and talk to Sara about the night before.
Knock, Knock...
"Yeah?" I heard Sara yell.
"Sara? It's me, open up. I just want to talk."
"Hermione, is that you? Why do you want to talk to me?"
"I just do. I have to leave soon, school is starting tomorrow and I have to be there tonight."
SILENCE
"Fine then, don't open the door. I just wanted to say that I was sorry for the way I acted last night, and that I
forgive you. I'm running late, I have to go. See you next summer Sara."
But I wouldn't see her next summer. I would later find out that two days after I left for school, she killed herself.
After attempting to talk to Sara, I hurridley walked home. Not wanting to waste to much more time, I decided to cut down and alley that led straight to my street. It was a really dark alley and I should have known better than to walk down that way.
"Granger! How lovely to see you alive and well."
Only one person in my whole life had ever called me by my last name, and at the thought of it being him made me stop dead in my tracks just so I could find out.
"Malfoy?" I asked as I slowly attempted to turn around.
"Oh, I see, so there was someone eles this whole time and you got pissed at me because you caught me one
fucking you best friend."
"Oh my god. Andrew what are you doing here?"
"Sara told me that you would be leaving tonight and I just wanted to say good-bye and give you a going away
gift."
"Sara? She told you that I was leaving?"
"Yeah. She also told me that I might be able to catch you here."
"Look Andrew, I need to hurry, my train leaves in, like an hour and a half. Sorry, I've got to go."
As I started to walk away he grabbed me by the arm and spun me around. I managed to get lose of his grasp, but he closed in on me. I was so scared, the only movement that my body would make was to back away from him. When I fell and hit the ground, it happened, I unwillingly lost all inocense. It took all of five minutes of blood, pain and screaming but it finally ended.
"Bon voyage, Angel."
I was left there to cry in pain. And then I thought that I was left ther to carry myself home like this, but and angel appeared to me and carried me home after wipping away my tears. I fell asleep in the arms of my angel breathing in his scent, and when I woke up, he wasn't there, but I had a feeling that he would always be near by.
Draco's POV:
I followed her from Sara's house, and for some odd reason, she completely went a different way than usual. Then I saw him coming down the alley behind her.
"Granger! How lovely to see you alive and well."
I was the only person to ever call her by her last name, and that's what she was odviously thinking when she went to answer back.
"Malfoy?"
I wanted to answer her, to let her know I was there ans she was safe, but I couldn't. I missed the next part of the coversation 'cause I actually made the attempt to tell here I was there, but father caught me just in time before I blew our cover.
"Draco, no. You can't tell her your here. That would ruin everything, You have to follow though with the plan."
By the time he had said that and I turned to listen in, I caught the tail end of the conversation.
"Sara? She told you I was leaving?" I heard Hermione ask.
"Yeah, she also told me that I might have been able to catch you here."
'So if anything bad happens to her, Sara was the one to tell Andrew where Hermione was.' I thought to myself.
"Look Andrew, I need to hurry, my train leaves in, like an hour and a half. Sorry, I've got to go."
He closed in on her, and I was ready to jump from my spot, but againg father stopped me.
"Draco, chill. You know what's going to happen, and I know what you want to do. But you have to let these
things happen. We should not be here anyways."
"I'm staying here, and so are you. I need you to hold me back or I'll fucking kill the bastard."
"Calm down Draco, I swear you have your mother's temper."
I tried, I seriously tried to calm down, but it wasn't working all that well. And when I looked back at the scene unfolding beforemy eyes, what I saw horrified me, scared me into a state of shock. I couldn't move from the spot where I stood.
I saw her fall to the ground, and then he just kind of pounced on her like a wild animal. There I stood, listening to her scream, as she lost all inocense.
"Leave it Draco. We must go now."
"No, I must stay. She won't make it to the train station to get to school. She has to be there father."
"Do as you please, but I need to atleast go and report the happenings of tonight to Lord Voldemort."
So I stayed and father left. I was alone, except for the company of the broken young woman lying on the ground before me. I went to her and lifted her in my arms to take her home, some how I would have to get her to her bed because she fell asleep in my arms. I heard her sob half way back to the house, take in one deep breath as if she was determined to take in my scent and remember it forever, and that's when she fell asleep.
"My Angel." I heard her wispher and I laid her apon her bed.
"Always."
I leaned down and kissed her forehead.
"I'll always be close by. Deep down you know who I am, just call out my name and I be there by your side."
This is the first fic that I've written in a long time, so please take it easy on me when you review, I am however willing to take all reviews, the good and the bad, and I'm definitly willing to take creative critisim.
And if you ever read one of my three other stories, you'll see that my writing has improved, and those three stories are now gone.
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