I got through editing this chapter and the next, so I don't know how many will be up today, who knows. I think at some parts Hermione and Draco are a bit OOC but all in all this is better than I remember it being. I wrote it a while ago. His (Draco) memories are in Italics and I think that's all. Please Review?
Disclaimer: Do you really think I own this? I'm not creative enough to think up this entire universe.
Many hours, and dreadful potions, later Draco and Hermione finally get to see their other teachers for their homework. And essay from Flitwik about False Memory Charms, a essay from McGonagall on Multicorfors, and the next day's lessons to plan.
"I'm heading to the library." Hermione tells Draco, somewhat inviting him to come with her. He had mentioned before that he wanted to show her something, but she wasn't sure what the something was and was slightly curious.
"I need to grab something, I'll be down there in a minute. Or two."
"Alright." She hoists her bag on her shoulder and walks through the darkening corridors to the library, where she sets herself down at her normal table from all the other years. Laying out a fresh scroll of parchment, she stands up again and turns to look for the book she needs. Knowing exactly where they are has a benefit in this circumstance and she finds them quickly, returning to her seat.
Malfoy sits down across from her, a bowl of some sort in his hands.
"Whats that?" She asks, opening her book.
"Pevensive." He tells her, taking a small glass vial out of his robe pocket.
"And that?"
"Damn, Granger you're curios. Everything I will explain,give me a moment. This is my memories," shaking the vial a little," and I'm going to show you some of my life. I don't know why I'm doing this, but it seems like the right thing to do." He says, suddenly looking extremely worried that she'll tease him.
"Your going to show me parts of your life?" She asks looking up from the parchment. "Well then?" He takes a shaky breath.
"This first one is from when Harry used Sectumsempra on me."
"Why that one?"
"Don't ask. Okay? Just don't before I leave." He looks scared in the lamplight.
"How do we get into the memory?" Hermione asks.
"Come here." She gets up off her chair and walks over by him. "Take my hand." He holds it out for her, and she takes it. He unstoppers the vial and pours the contents into the bowl, it turns into a silvery swirling liquid. "You'll feel what I did okay?" He says, looking up at her.
"Alright." She takes a deep breath. "I'm ready."
Draco pulls her into the bowl and they swirl through, eventually slamming to the ground in the Great Hall, in 6th year.
'He knows. Harry know what I did.' Draco thinks as he stares at where Harry is talking to Katie Bell. Harry turns around, looking over his shoulder at the scared Draco Malfoy standing alone in the Great Hall. Draco feels a tugging in his chest, as if its going to burst. He backs up a bit, turning around and quickly walking out, past other students trying to get in.
He turns the corner, quickly heading away from everyone else. From Potter. The weird feeling is spreading to his throat, making him feel as if he's choking. He tugs at his tie, loosening it a bit, taking it away from his throat. He feels that rush of helplessness he's known too well lately. He feels the tears building in his eyes.
He hears footsteps behind him, far enough away, but still following him. It's got to be Potter. Draco turns the corner heading to the nearest bathroom. He rushes to the sink, for something to hold him upright. His sweater makes everything hot and worse so he fumbles, his hands trembling, until he is able to get it over his head. He throws it to the ground. He grips the sides of the sink. He glances up at his reflection. Messy hair, bloodshot eyes. Messy shirt, tears in his eyes. If his father saw him now he would be furious.
Turning on the tap, he lets the water run for a moment before scooping some up water to splash onto his face, trying to wash away the tears that shouldn't be there. His breath is heavy with the effort of keeping back the tears, and sobs. But they come anyway.
The pressure, the jealousy, everything comes crashing down around him and he begins to sob as Harry Potter walks into the bathroom. Hearing steps, Draco looks up into the mirror again and seeing Harry, he turns around his face streaked with tears, but with the pressure of it all going bad. He lets loose a curse at Harry, and Harry flings one back. Draco has to jump out of the way, to avoid the mirror which explodes.
This is what he has to do. He can't pity himself. Quiet sobs continue, just the pressure of everything is so great. His father would hurt him if he saw Draco now. He can't do this. Draco flings another curse at Potter and he dodges the counter curse. He wipes away tears that are still building in his eyes.
Potter crouches down, crawling along the floor. He reaches a open part under the other sinks and Draco throws a curse at him, almost hitting him. Draco runs back to the other room of the bathroom, trying to get away. Just so he can have some peace. Anger takes over and he throws a curse over his shoulder. A horrible, huge mistake.
"Sectumsempra!" Potter bellows. A horrible torturous pain shoots through Draco's body, flinging him to the floor. Blood pours from the wounds on his chest now. He shakes uncontrollably, pain deepening as he hits the floor. He is crying of pain now. Sobbing, unable to move of it. Blood pouring out onto the water flooded floor, dispersing around. Potter walks slowly down the hall to see what his curse has done. Draco has only the energy to whimper now. A terrible thing for a Malfoy.
Snape billows in, lead there by a student. He walks past Harry and by Draco, frozen in pain. Snape stares at Harry, who looks down at what he has done. He stumbles out of the bathroom, horrified slightly of what he has done. Snape kneels down, muttering the counter for this spell. The blood is soaked up and the wounds heal somewhat.
Hermione and Draco are pulled out of the bowl. Falling onto the library ground. Draco pulled them out. Tears are all over Hermione's face.
"Draco. I am so sorry for what Harry did." She says looking up at his tear stained face. Hermione wonders how hard it must be for Draco to relive that.
"You didn't do it. Don't be."
"Do you have..scars from that?" Hermione asks, brushing her finger tips against his chest.
"A few." He looks down, not wanting to meet her eyes. She stands up, glancing at the clock with stands in the library.
"I've got to go Draco." He stands up as well, knees weak from seeing that again. His eyes glisten in the light, and from the tears. He grabs her hand, pulling her back toward him.
"Hermione. Don't." She looks up at his troubled face. "Stay with me. Please." He sinks down into his chair, bringing Hermione with him, her falling into his lap. She shrieks as this happens. A small smile appears on his face, but fades quickly.
"It must be hard, seeing that again." She looks back at bowl still full of memories. His tears still streaming down his face. She looks up at him. "Knowing you'll never forget those kinds of things."She's about to go on, but is stopped by his finger on her lips.
"Just don't say anything." He pulls her into a tight hug, his tears falling onto her hair,her head buried into his chest.
"You know if you talk ab-"
"Sh..." Hermione breaks out of his arms.
"Draco. I have go." She stands up and walks around to her things and pushes them into her bag. "We'll plan the lesson tomorrow." She walks out of the library, leaving a distraught Draco behind.