A/N: HELLO EVERYONE. I AM VERY SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING OFTEN AS YOU ALL WOULD HAVE LIKED AND I HAVE BEEN GETTING REVIEWS ABOUT MAKING THE CHAPTERS LONGER. OK I CAN TRY TO DO THAT. I WOULD LIKE TO INFORM EVERYONE THAT J.K ROWLING OWN THE CHARACTERS AND I AM JUST HAIVING SOME FUN. THE PLOT IS MINE.
DISCLAMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. I ONLY OWN THE PLOT.
Twenty-Eight
In the great hall after classes had ended the students sat around chatting about their day and gossiping as usual. Hermione who was in a heated conversation with Ginny and Ron was interrupted by the feel of someone staring at her. Slowly Hermione raised her eyes up and caught Lucius's eyes boring into hers. He seemed to be thinking about something and the longer Hermione looked at him something began to tick in her mind. A small memory but she couldn't remember. It kept on pricking her mind but try as she might Hermione couldn't remember. Her eyes clouded over and her head began to pound but it did no good. She opened her eyes and for a split second she could have sworn she saw concern flicker in his eyes but that wasn't what got her attention. What almost made Hermione cry out in shock was that she could see Emily's face in Lucius Malfoy's face. Her Emily's sweet face and Hermione kept staring at him her eyes wide.
"Hermione? Hermione are you alright?" Ron asked following her gaze. Malfoy looked back at the two of them but he was concerned more about Hermione than the red head. Suddenly, Hermione stood up attempting a smile at a startled Ron.
"Yea I am fine. I- I forgot to complete an assignment for professor Malfoy and I was supposed to return it to him before dinner and well he's here and I realized that I have to finish that assignment so uh I'll see you all later." Merlin knew what she was rambling on about but Hermione had to get out of the place. Too many things were rushing back to her, the cries of Emily the mocking laughter and the glint of the light as Malfoy ended her small life. Her friends didn't look a bit convinced but Hermione didn't care. She could offer them a better version of the excuse later but for now she was going to start brawling if she didn't get out of the damned hall. Everyone was starting to stare at her but Hermione was used to it. She had learned that people always talk shit no matter what. Without looking back she walked out of the dining hall leaving everyone in bewilderment.
Lucius watched as the students shrugged and continued to talk about what they were doing before Hermione left. As of now he had no appetite for the food in front of him. The headmaster was talking to McGonagall in a hushed voice and he knew they were probably discussing Hermione. Luckily for him the headmaster didn't know about him and Hermione's previous relationship. He knew that Hermione had been raped, but he didn't know that the rape was planned and Hermione Granger his favorite student after Potter still had her virtue intact. He thanked Narcissa for thinking quickly that day or today the hate Granger felt towards him would be doubled in size even after she knew that her daughter was alive. However he wasn't thinking about the feature right now. It was what he had seen in her eyes before she had left had him shaken to the core. For a split second he could swear that both of them had seen Emily and he would bet anything Hermione had seen Emily in his face just as he had seen Emily in her face. However this was probably the first time she had seen Emily so clearly. He scanned the crowds looking for one boy in particular when he realized that Kurrum was also missing.
"He left two minutes after she did. I think you need to find her before he does." Snape ate his food and pretended that he hadn't said anything to Lucius. Ignoring the eyes of the staff Lucius bent down and pretended to be talking to Snape so they would not suspect him of running behind Granger.
"Thank you Serverus." Snape nodded as though they were discussing lesson plans. The staff turned back to their conversations and Lucius took his leave.
Hermione was running down the halls her throat clogging up. How could she see her daughter in Lucius's face? And one other thing which startled her was that her daughter wasn't screaming or in pain. No, she was smiling and she was being held by Lucius who was smiling down at her. That had been a shocker and the damned image wouldn't leave her head. This is great! Just great! The plan is to make that bastard fall in love with me and now I see my daughter alive in his arms? Fate was evil and fate played the meanest tricks on people. Hermione walked down the school the hall ways illuminated by bright torches.
Stopping by one of the pillars, Hermione stared up at the night sky. She remembered a time when the least of her worries was what grades she was going to get. Then as she slowly grew up her worries increased as soon as she became friends with Harry Potter. It wasn't his fault at all but for once in her life Hermione wanted things to be normal again. When she went back to the muggle world during break times she wouldn't have to worry about Voldemort following her or who the next person was that she had to run from. No there all she worried about was coming home on time. Before she didn't have a lot of friends but it appeared that the older she got the more friends she had. She usually went out with her friends and her parents would call her phone every two minutes. Sometimes Hermione would get annoyed but then when she came back and had to help defeat evil she decided that over protective parents were better than anything.
Another thought occurred to her. The day her and Lucius had ran out of her room because of that boy what had happened after that? No one had told her until Hermione realized that she was standing a few feet away from where she had seen his burnt body. That same night she had seen those shadows in front of her. Were those shadows somehow connected with the boy's death? If so then why did they kill him and why not her? So many questions were in Hermione's head that she didn't realize someone was next to her until she heard her name.
"Miss Granger?" Hermione froze. How did Lucius always manage to find her when she least expected him to? It was so unusual. Stiffening Hermione kept her face turned away from him until she could compose herself to turn around and face him.
"Yes, sir?" she asked, slowly turning around. She had to actually look up at him. He didn't say anything just looked down at her. Without warning he did the most stunning thing. He held out his hand and said "Come." As though her body was on auto pilot Hermione took his hand as he led her away from the pillars.
They walked toward the back of the school and stopped in front of a small lake. To her disappointment he let f her hand as though realizing who she was and where they were. He turned and faced the river while Hermione observed him quietly. He was a very handsome man. This hair was pale and platinum but the strands looked so soft and touchable that Hermione almost ran her hands through it. He was broad, extremely broad and not to mention muscular. Hermione's eyes travelled down his body stopping at his hands. Everything the man had was nice hell even his hands! Hermione shook her thoughts away.
Hermione looked away. They had nothing in common. He was pureblood and she was not. That had always been the first thing on his mind and that's why his hatred of her ran so deep. Lucius stood watching the witch out of the corner of his eye. She sparked his attention in the oddest ways. He wasn't concerned about muggle borns but this one girl had captured his attention from the moment he had laid eyes on her. Oh at that time he wasn't attracted to her, Merlin no she was just a child but her spirit and fire had kindled a fire in him which only grew as he watched her grow.
"If someone asked you to throw all your beliefs to the wind because they said you were wrong, how would you react?" the questions caught her off guard. Hermione spun around to look at him making sure he had asked her the question. She opened her mouth and closed it back up again.