DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. I OWN THE PLOT
Fifteen
Opening her eyes Hermione realized that her cheeks were wet. Her heart felt as though there was a big hole in it and as though it would break any moment. Gasping, she hugged her knees to her chest, taking deep breaths. Don't think about Emily! Just take deep breaths and focus on the task at hand. Hermione knew she had mourned for a long time and she was still mourning. There was once goal she had and that was to bring Lucius Malfoy to his death. She wouldn't let him live knowing he had killed Emily. Her sweet, adorable innocent Emily.
"Granger!" Hermione froze on the spot. No not his voice again! There was a reason she had run from him and he didn't want to leave her alone. Hermione couldn't look at him without either feeling attracted and murderous. Stop it! You can't be attracted to him! But Merlin knew it was hard. He killed Emily! Hermione squared her shoulders and ran a hand through her hair.
"Oh! Mr. Malfoy! What are you doing here?" Hermione peeked behind a shelf looking at the long blond hair and broad back. The librarian wrung her hands together and noticed Hermione's wide eyes and her waving hands. Well that witch didn't want Malfoy here. Lucius raised his eye brows and turned his head. Hermione gave a gasp and spun away. His eyes narrowed slightly when he saw a flash of brown curls. Hmm, something was going on.
"I needed to see Miss Granger but it looks like she isn't here…" he trailed off. The woman in front of him smiled a bit nervously. Looks like Miss Granger is hiding from me, he thought. That was interesting. He never thought she would run away from him.
"No, you just missed her. I believe she left with her friends." The lady was a terrible liar. Her friends had just been caught outside having a little too much fun.
"Oh that's quite alright. I needed a book from the restricted section for a class assignment tomorrow."
"Oh! There restricted section. Well you see-"
"Come now Mrs. Price. I am a teacher. There is no reason why I shouldn't be in the restricted section." Her eyes widened. Hermione was going to have to stay away from Lucius now without her help. Before she could stop him, Lucius Malfoy had walked right into the restricted.
"Shadows, ghosts, spirits," Hermione muttered tracing the spine of the books. She had already taken out three books but none of them held ay information for her. Maybe I'll ask Mrs. Price. Sighing Hermione began to stack the books when she felt some one behind her. She froze her hand in mid air.
"Miss Granger, what a pleasant surprise."