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Chapter 4 "Explanations"
Hermione was sitting in a rather large chair, looking at a rather cute boy pace, and getting rather dizzy. She smirked as the thought crossed her head. But it was true, Malfoy was cute. Hell, the boy- no wait- the man was hot! She shook her head as if to also shake away the thought.
"Will you sit down already? You're getting me dizzy." She told him standing up to get a magazine from a bookcase across the room.
It had been an hour since they got to their hotel in Seattle.
The 14 hour flight from England to New York they had spent it rather quietly. Each of them only speaking when necessary. Then they had spent the night in New York. Malfoy had taken care of everything. The next morning they were on the flight to Seattle.
It had been a six hour long flight. And they still barely talked to each other. And now here they were, in the most expensive hotel in Seattle, in the most beautiful room the hotel had to offer, drinking tea.
Or actually Hermione was drinking tea. Draco was too busy pacing.
Hermione still wanted to ask him why he had chosen her, but it seemed like it was the wrong moment for that, so she decided to wait.
'We have all day anyway' Hermione thought to herself, as she flipped the magazine open, feeling totally relaxed.
Unlike Draco, who was still pacing in front of the large window that had the ocean view.
Hermione looked up again. "What's wrong?" she asked him.
He looked at her, surprised, as if he had barely noticed she was there.
He quickly sat in the seat in front of her. And closed his eyes in an attempt to calm down.
"Nothing" he answered.
Hermione, of course, didn't buy it. "You know, people are like books. They are very easy to read, once you have figured out how to flip the cover open, of course." She told him, looking down at her magazine again.
Draco laughed quietly as he opened his eyes and looked at her still form.
"Yeah, I'm sure you would know that." He said
She looked up and met his grey eyes. They stared at each other for a moment. And Hermione realized that this was the time to ask.
"Is it later yet?" she asked in a whisper
Draco looked at her with a weird expression on his face. "Yeah, I guess it's later now."
"Well…?" she said
"What exactly is it that you want to know." He asked, stalling for time, she was sure.
"Well, start with why everyone is after you."
"You don't know?" he asked incredulously. "I thought the Great Hermione Granger knew everything." He said teasing her.
"Oh, shut up." She said with a grimace.
He laughed at her. "Ok, ok. You do know that my family, well my father, was in service of the Dark Lord right?" When Hermione nodded, he continued.
"Well, I myself was supposed to follow his steps. I was to become a Death Eater. But to tell you the truth, I didn't want to become one. So a day before I was going to get the Dark Mark, I ran away."
He got up and went to the window seat, patting the empty seat besides him signaling for Hermione to sit there.
"I had to be very careful. You see, since my father was sure I was to become a follower, well he trusted me with a lot of information."
"What kind of information?" Hermione asked.
"Valuable information. Information that if I were to reveal now, would mean the end of Voldemort and his followers." Hermione clinched at the mention of the Dark Lord's name.
"Well you should give this information to Dumbledore, the war could be over!" Hermione said as she sat next to him.
"I have given him some of the information, I told him things I had heard, but hadn't exactly understood. He told me what it meant. A terrible mistake. Because now I know exactly what the Death Eaters were looking for. So now the aren't only looking for me because of the information I could give away to their enemy, but because of the information I could give them."
"And what is it that they want to know?" Hermione asked him.
Draco stood up and started pacing again, taking his time to answer.
"Remember when once in our Wizard's History class we were learning about mystical and magical creatures? Remember that there was a legend about the true identities of vampires? Remember what the book said?"
Hermione nodded. "Yeah, I remember. It said that the blood drinking creatures didn't exactly exist. That they were people that followed the ancient beliefs about re-incarnation. They used to believe that the memories of a person were in his or her blood. Even if they couldn't remember their past themselves, in their blood was everything. And with a ritual, if said person's blood was drank, they could know the person's past." She recited.
"But I don't get it. What does this have to do with it?" she asked.
"Well, when I heard a group of Death Eaters talking, I heard them saying that they needed to find a certain person that they believed had been a great witch once, a very powerful witch, power that the Dark Lord needs. But they had lost track of her through time, and now they didn't know who she was. All they had was some sort of clue, which they were trying to figure out." He went back to sit next to Hermione.
"When I told Dumbledore this, his expression alarmed me. He then told me that for generations, his family had worked hard in keeping that witch safe. She was so important to the Wizard's World that they soon had to stop telling her who she was. They just tracked her down by a necklace that she had that could find her wherever she was. But once she was found, the necklace would be taken from her, so that no one would ever know who she was."
"Have the Death Eaters figure out what the clue means?" she asked
"Not exactly. They have the witch's necklace, but in order for the necklace to start tracking the witch a sort of password has to be said to it."
"Dumbledore knows who the witch is, right?"
"Yes."
"Do you?"
"Yes."
"But what if the witch died?"
"It would be really easy for them to figure out the password, because when she dies, the necklace turns black, and when she is born again, it turns a bright shade of purple, and a sort of riddle is written on the back of the pendant. And once they figure out the password, and it has been said, the necklace leads them to her, her and her power."
"Does the witch know who she is right now?"
"No."
"But you do know were she is, right? Is she safe?"
"Yes, at the moment she is safe." he said as he got up and started to walk towards the bedroom.
Hermione could feel the subject getting closed. But she still wanted to ask why he had come to her.
"Hey Malfoy?"
He turned towards her as he stifled a yawn.
"Yes?"
"You still haven't answered my question."
"What question?"
"Why me?"
"Why you, what?"
"Why did you kidnap me?"
He smirked at her. "I didn't kidnap you, Granger." He said as he started to turn around.
"Why, Malfoy?"
He turned around again and looked her straight in the eyes. "A second ago you asked me if I knew where the witch was," he said
That made Hermione mad. "Why are you changing the subject?"
"I'm not changing the subject."
"But you just said--"
"Don't you get it? I had to bring you all the way here so that nothing would happen to you, so that you couldn't die so they can't find you. I brought you here so that if they figured out the password, it would at least take sometime for them to find you. You asked me if I knew where the witch was. Well yes Hermione, I do know. She is sitting right in front of me."
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