Goodbye Reflection

Chapter 4, Bloody Mary

A/N: Dear readers, I probably went a bit to far with the plant (you will read later) but well I was board p and wanted to make it interesting.. Here you will notice that Harry has feelings for Hermione.

Also IMPORTANT: I would like to thank La fin du monde and Rebellion Author for noticing my mistakes. Luna is no longer head girl as she is in sixth year (Rebellion Author) and the head girl is replaced by Jane Tales a Ravenclaw 7th

As everyone settled down in the Great Hall and the Sorting Hat had placed every student in their houses, Dumbledore began his usual longwinded speech, welcoming the old faces and new faces.

"…And lastly, make the best you can out of your friends dear seventh years as this might be your last year at Hogwarts." Then the old man's eyes found itself towards Draco, "I would also like to announce that Draco Malfoy and Jane Tales are the new Heads' of Hogwarts." There was an applause and Jane Tales, the Ravenclaw stood up, which Draco soon realized he had to do as well. The Slytherin table roared and whistled over the Ravenclaws' cheers.

"Can't believe him," Ron sulked as leaned his head on one hand. Ron had kept his hopes up too high, assuming Dumbledore would make Hermione and Ron the new Heads'. Before long, the food appeared with a clatter and Ron was the first to stick a fork in the pile of drumsticks. Hermione looked at Harry apologetically, "I'm sorry for going after Malfoy, I just felt bad for him. I would have felt bad for anyone. I just didn't think what you did was right." Harry nodded and smiled, reaching her hand from under the table, pressing the tip of her finger making her blush deep crimson, then he left her hand alone as his eyes spotted Snape passing a full goblet to Draco. Hermione followed Harry's eyes to notice the same thing.

Draco stared down at the buffalo blood, swishing it around in the silver cup. Pansy looked down at his drink, "What's that Draco?"

"Something to help me get better." He answered simply and gulped down the blood blended with Snape's potion. It felt as if life shot right through him again, though he was quite dead. It wasn't as vigorously strong as his mother's blood, but it'd do. Draco glanced at Hermione who seemed flushed. The blood rushing in her cheeks made Draco cringe and grab the table legs to stop himself from wanting to bite into her. Why wasn't the potion working yet?

"Why hello there!" exclaimed the Portrait that guarded the Heads' common rooms in a high voice, "Password? No password no entry." Draco turned to look at Jane who looked back at him and shrugged.

"Guess Dumbledore wants us to wreck our brains for this one." She said looking back up at the girl sitting on the tall stool, swinging her legs happily.

Draco answered the portrait with a smirk, "Ashwinder."

"The night is dim Mr.Malfoy, yet the day is quite bright indeed." And the portrait door broke itself in half and one side slid open revealing an oak door that only said Head Boy.

"Guess you'll have to sleep out." Draco disappeared behind the portrait door leaving the stunned Ravenclaw open mouthed. The room was filled with silky green and silver curtains, black sofas and a gigantic fireplace which was already lit. On a dark wooden table sat a potted plant and a card beside it. The plant had crimson tomatoes hanging from each thin and feeble-looking branch. Draco walked closer to the mysterious gift and swiftly snatched the card from the table to read the name.

Lucius Malfoy

Draco plucked a tomato from the petite tree and sunk his teeth into the heavy fruit. As he did so, he immediately recognized what it was. The plant happened to be Bloody Mary. At least that was what it was called. The bizarre tree was named after an old myth created originally in the wizarding world about a witch who stole blood from young girls and murdering them on behalf of her youth and when the villages burnt her at stake, trees grew on the spot her ashes had fallen onto filled with mysterious crimson fruits. When an inquisitive muggle villager took a bite, blood poured from the bitten area.

Nonetheless, the plant was actually produced by an intelligent man, half wizard half vampire. The idea came to him when he realized he could not hunt down a human being for blood. So when blood touched the ground in any way and submerged into the soil, the roots of the tree would drink the blood to form a crimson fruit.

Draco gazed at the flickering flames of the fire as he drank from the fruit thinking about how Hermione had come up to him, concerned in some messed up way, and then soon fell asleep on the soft black sofa with that last thought on his mind.

A/N: Dear readers, I hope you liked this 4th chapter, the next chapter will be more exciting as more Draco and Hermione things will happen AND THERE IS MORE TO THE FRUIT THAN YOU THINK Hope you can wait.

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