Chapter Seventeen – Nobody put Draco in the Corner
Draco is having the most pleasant dream of his mate giving the best morning blowjob ever known to man. He moans as his cock is being engulfed in moist heat and Draco could have sworn his dream felt real. Draco widens his leg in his dream giving his mate better access to his balls. Still thinking that he was asleep Draco reaches down still in a haze of sleep to position his erection when he touched silky soft hair and realized he was not dreaming. Cracking his eyes, Draco lifts the covers in time to see Harry swipes his tongue licking up the pre-cum forming at the tip of his cock. Draco closes his eyes licking his lips moaning and enjoyed the feeling of what his mate was doing to his body. Draco felt a thrill of possessiveness knowing that this was Harry's first time. Even with Harry's inexperience, Draco loved the way his body reacts to Harry's touch.
"Fuck yeah baby," he hissed. "Just like that," he encouraged. "Use your hand and jerk me off while you suck on the tip." Draco instructs. Harry obeys immediately. Draco grunted and jerks his hips when Harry sucks on the sensitive head of his cock. Wanting to control Harry's movements Draco grips the back of his head. Draco could not help but to thrust into Harry's hot wet mouth. "Let me fuck your mouth. Hollow, your mouth, tighten your lips." Draco grunts out.
Harry moans, going into a submissive trance listening to Draco's commands. His mind and body are focused on Draco's pleasurable reactions. Harry could not believe how turned on he is. Harry grinds his hard cock into the sheets, grunting when Draco pulls on his hair fucking his mouth. His body was feeling something it has never felt before, bliss and contentment. Releasing one of his hands from Draco's balls while the other continues to jerk him off Harry reaches down and grabs his cock swiping at the tip, using pre-cum to lubricate his shaft. He jerks his cock in tandem with Draco's hip movements. Sweat beads on both of their bodies soaking the sheets. Their breathing gets louder along with their moans and grunts.
"Fuck baby, I'm going to cum," Draco whines eager to release in Harry's mouth, to have his mate drink down his seed.
Harry squeezes Draco's cock to help him along, who knew hearing Draco's dirty talk would turn me on this much. Draco's thrusting began to get faster, his balls smacks Harry on his chin. Saliva drips from his lips soaking his chin and Draco's balls. Harry could tell that Draco was close, and he was not far behind him. Draco's grip tightens in his hair, pulling it bring tears to his eyes. The pain turned him on rather than scaring him. Draco came shouting his name and his cock going as far down Harry's throat as possible. Harry drank down Draco's cum with vigor, savoring like a fine wine and cumming in his hands from their erotic play. Draco's hips stutter as he slows his movements and his cock begin to soften. The hands in Harry's hair lessen their grip and finally falls from his hair altogether. Unwilling to release Draco's cock from his mouth Harry lick and suck hoping to bring it back to life.
Draco runs his hand from Harry's shoulder to as far down his back as he can. "Come up here," Draco whispers. Harry lets Draco's cock slip from his mouth begrudging. Letting go of his cock Harry crawls up the bed smearing his cum on Draco's body as he went. "Fuck you are a tempting little devil," Draco says then cups Harry's cheeks bringing their lips together, kissing and licking traces of his cum off his mates chin. Harry moans into their kiss loving the way Draco is fucking his lips with his tongue. When they pull apart, they are breathing heavy Harry opens his eyes staring into storm clouds. "I take it you came when I did?" Draco asks.
Harry nods his head bending down and licks Draco's swollen lips then leans on his elbows looking into Draco's eyes. "Good morning, my dominant."
Draco smiles and kisses Harry gently on his sensitive lips. "Yes, it's a very good morning, my little minx."
Harry chuckles, "Did you enjoy your wake-up call?"
"Mmmm," Draco moans. "I demand that you wake me up like that every morning for the rest of our lives."
Harry giggles and rests his head on Draco's chest. "I think I can manage that, however, I might need to get a bit more creative."
He chuckled, "Be as creative as you like, I give my body over to you to do as you please." He says, holding his arms out.
Harry lifts his head from Draco's chest and kisses him thoroughly. Stopping their kiss, "Feel up to a shower?" Harry asks grinding his renewed hard-on into Draco's leg. "I might need some help reaching the hard places," Harry rasps out, loving the interest in Draco's eyes and cock.
Running his hand down Harry's back, Draco cups his arse, giving it a squeeze pivoting his hips into Harry's abs. "I'm very sure I can help you reach all of your hard to reach places." Harry got off him pulling his love with him as he went walking into the bathroom together. Best morning ever thinks Harry as Draco reaches down to kiss him once more.
An hour later Draco and Harry emerges from the bathroom and begin to dress separately in casual clothes. They enjoyed a romantic breakfast feeding each other and discussed their future together. Draco fed Harry a slice of peach with a small dollop of fresh cream from his fingers. His eyes clouds over as he watches Harry licks the cream swirling his tongue on the tip of the peach then biting it purposely letting sweet nectar run down his chin.
"Who knew you were so fucking tempting?" Draco mummers as he leans in to lick from Harry's chin to his lips pulling him into a passionate kiss each. Breakfast all forgotten Draco pulls Harry from his chair and his mate straddles his legs. Hands are roaming over their bodies, Draco tweaks Harry's nipples drawing a gasp from his sweet lips. Harry is grinding and riding Draco's legs mulling and begging for release. Draco moves his hands to Harry's hips then to his arse cupping it and pulling Harry closer to his body. Their cocks rub against each other, hard and hot causing them to hiss.
"Please, Draco make me cum," Harry pleads against Draco's lips.
"How can I resist you when you beg me so sweetly," Draco says, placing gentle kisses starting from Harry's chin to his neck sucking on it, marking him claiming him. Marking Harry his! Draco lifts his head gazing into Harry's face, his mate is beautiful, his long lashes ghosting his flushed cheeks. Harry's head is thrown back, his bottom lips nestled between his teeth. Now one gets to see him like this, only me. Feeling posed to devour his mate, Draco rips Harry's shirt open, buttons filing every. He bends his head and starts to lick, scraping his fangs against Harry's nipples. Harry's hips jerk in response his fingers digging into Draco's shoulder. Moving from nipple to nipple giving Draco did not let up especially when Harry begs, for more, his mates body is too tempting to stop.
"Dr-Dray gonna cum," Harry chokes out. As the words leave his mouth, Harry arches his back cums in his pants when Draco scraps his fangs down then bites on it as hard as he could without drawing blood. Draco cums in his pants just from the scent and sound of his mate. Harry's head fell to Draco's shoulder, and he nestles his head on his neck and shoulder. Draco wraps his arms around Harry's waist trying to get his breathing under control kissing Harry on his forehead. Harry giggles and licks the sweat from Draco's neck, "Damn three times in a two-hour time span." Harry hums against Draco's neck. "It's good to be fucking young."
Draco chuckles, "Yes it is." He says, then kissing Harry's forehead once more then resting his cheeks on top of Harry's wet hair. "We might need another shower." Harry nods his head and moans snuggling closer to Draco.
"Not yet, want to stay here a little longer." Harry purrs against Draco's neck.
Tightening his arms around Harry's waist. "Anything for you, love."
They stayed like that for a bit, not speaking a word just enjoying each other. Years of fighting and hexing each other lead to a mountain of sexual frustration between them. Draco is not sure how long they sat there holding each other and did not care about time. He had his mate in his arms. Harry lifts his head kissing Draco one last time before getting up and using a cleaning charm to do away with the dry cum in his pants. Draco follows suit standing up and charming his pants clean as well as any wrinkles.
Draco pulls Harry in his arms; Harry went easily wrapping his arms around Draco's neck. "How about we go flying?" Draco asks.
Harry raises an eyebrow before asking, "Just flying, what's the catch?"
Draco smirks, "You know me too well my little minx."
"I'm getting to know this Draco, and you, my dominant," Harry says going to his toes to reach Draco's lips. "Are the embodiment of a true Slytherin." Harry lightly touches Draco's lips, the tip of his tongue slips out teasing Draco's lips before pulling back. Draco was a bit disoriented. "So what's the catch," Harry backs away from Draco smirking at the dazed look on his mates face.
Getting himself under control Draco jams his hands into his pockets. "You keep teasing me like that, and we will spend the day in bed."
Harry runs his hands across his chest, and Draco's eyes follow his movements. "Would that be so bad?" Pinching his nipples and licking his lips.
Draco lifts his gaze to meet Harry's and smiles at Harry as an idea forms in his head. Such a tempting little minx. "Let's play a game of one on one. The first one to twenty-one gets a blowjob from the loser."
Harry stares at Draco for a few minutes before stretching his hand out for Draco to shake it. "You're on."
Draco takes his hand and pulls him flush against his body, "How about we seal it with a kiss," He says smashing their lips together kissing Harry into a dazed stupor. Pulling back Draco moves to Harry's ear, "tease me like that again my little mate, be prepared for the consequences." Harry whimpers at the inclination as Draco steps around him leaving in the room.
On the pitch, Harry was ready to win from the other side of the field he yells to Draco, "Release the snitch!"
Draco lets go of the snitch and watches Harry chases after it. Harry scored first catching the snitch and then letting it go. They continued playing their game for the next hour with Harry coming out the winner beating Draco by three points. "I won," he chants excitedly holding up his hand gripping the snitch tightly. "For a minute there you had the lead." Harry yells, flying over to Draco.
"Yes, but you cheated Potter, I demand a rematch." The smile on Draco's face lets Harry knows that his mate was not upset about the loss.
"Cheated! How? Draco I would never do such a thing!" he said in mock outrage
"You know what you did, wiggling your arse in front of me distracting me whenever I was behind you," Draco moves closer to Harry. They were still sitting on their brooms Draco grips the back of Harry's head so that they are face-to-face, and lips to lips.
Encircling one arm around Draco's neck and smiling, Harry declared, "All's fair in love and game, Love." He says before kissing Draco once more before escaping from Draco's clutches.
"I will get you back, Potter!" Draco yells following after him.
Harry turns to meet Draco as he gets off his broom. He walks over to his blonde lover, circling his arms his neck gazing into his eyes. "How about this," Harry says. "After you blow me, I blow you," He says to his mate before smirking deliciously. "Or we could we could just blow each other." Harry purrs rubbing his forehead against Draco's
chin.
Draco cups Harry's cheeks lifting his eyes to meet his, "I like that idea so much better." Looking into his eyes, Draco can see amusement shining in Harry's emerald orbs. "Was that your plan all along?"
"I figured you might like that," Harry says then licks his lips. "And, I will never reveal my secrets. We have a long life ahead of us," He run his hands through Draco's hair as he spoke. I guess I'm not the only one with a hair fetish. "And, if I gave away all of my secrets now, then I would have nothing to surprise you with in the future." He finishes with a smile that could melt the coldest heart. I'm so damn fucked, and I cannot be any happier.
"Is that so?"
"Yes," Harry he says before Draco claimed his lips in another gentle kiss. They begin walking in the direction to the secret passage. Leading to their private rooms speaking in low tones. The day was still young, and so were they he thought with a smile.
Theo walked around Hogwarts taking in the beauty of Hogwarts and noticed since the year began the castle felt different. Hogwarts felt alive and Theo wonders if the legend is true that the castle has become sentient, alive because so many years surrounded by magic. Laughter filled the air, and Theo walked to the nearest window to see two figures flying on the Quidditch pitch, it is not uncommon for students on the house teams to be out flying. But Theo recognized the figures in the air, the blonde hair could not be missed, it was Draco. Draco has been missing since last night, Blaise also. But the person with Draco right now does not look like Blaise even though they had dark hair. The dark hair boy dipped a little lower, and Theo got a better look on their and realized it was Harry Potter. Theo's heart stops, and he turns from the window putting his back to the wall. He holds back his anger
Draco, knew how I felt about Harry and yet he went after him. Why would he do that?
Theo is so deep in thought and did not hear the other person walk up to stand beside him until they spoke. "Hello, Theo." The sweet voice greets him. Theo opens his eyes to see the petite blond standing in front of him, Luna he thinks is her name. He see's her all the time with Harry.
"Hello, Luna," He greets her, heartbroken he did not have the urge to call her the silly nickname the school branded her with Theo did not see why the moniker would fit. "What are you doing here?"
Luna smiles and looks out the window, then steps away. "Love is beautiful isn't it?" Theo nods his head but the blonde was not looking at him, she was already walking away. Theo is not sure what she was on about but at the moment, his heart did not feel loved it was hurt and broken. "Well are you coming," He hears her ask a bit further away. "Lunch will be waiting for us, and we don't want to be late for our guests." Theo felt confused and looked around him to see who she was talking to, then points to himself.
"Are you talking to me." He felt foolish asking that question considering that they are the only two standing in the hallway.
"Of course, I am," She giggles. "Come on true love awaits you, my friend."
Theo sighs and wonders if she really is as loony as they say. She speaks in riddles and confuses the hell out of people. Theo decided to go with her, what harm can it cause to see what she is talking about and if anything else protects her from the other students who likes to pick on her. Theo saw that Luna was no much farther down the hall and ran to catch up with her, they walked outside to another part of the school Theo did not know existed. It was a rose garden. Theo took in his surroundings and scented the air loving the way each rose bush changed colors as they walked by them. Luna skipped ahead, but Theo took his time he wanted to savor this part of the Castle not sure if he will be able to find it again on his own. He was not paying attention to where he was going when he walked right into a wall that threw him on his arse.
"Are you ok?" A deep baritone asks large hands came into view and Theo followed it up to an even larger chest. His eyes kept going and stop at smiling kissable lips, a perfectly shaped nose. Theo's eyes continue until his baby blue eyes connect with chocolate brown matching red shoulder length hair. "I did not mean to knock you down." Theo took the offered hand and were helped to his feet, by the giant or what he presumes is a giant compared to him. Theo stared up at the handsome face smiling down at him, and his mouth felt dry and uncooperative. "Let me introduce myself. I'm Charlie, Charlie Weasley."
No fucking way!
Hermione is pissed off, and bloody Harry Potter was to blame. It is the beginning of the weekend, and now Hermione is spending her free time searching all over the fucking castle for the dimwit. Hogwarts is enormous, and Harry could be anywhere, hiding out with Neville, who also did not return to the dorm last night. Hermione is positive that Harry has no idea what Dumbledore have been planning since before he was born. Hermione did not care what happens to Harry as long as she gets what is hers in the end.
The age of muggle borns being ridiculed and seen as lower class citizens will end the minute I become Minister. There are a few things I must do first, one, is dump Ron and stay away from his ill-mannered family. Ron believes I would marry him and live in poverty. Marrying someone who is influential wealthy will help my cause in the end. I need to be careful and not show my hand too quickly.
Hermione realizes that she walked into another part of the castle and heard laughter and moves quietly around the corner to see who it is. Hermione peeks around the corner and recognizes Harry's long hair instantly. Since the year began his looks changed only for the better, thinks Hermione. He was smiling and talking with someone that Hermione was unable to see from where she is standing. Something is different about Harry. Besides his hair, there is a luminescent glow around him, almost seductive like a veela. But that's not right. If Harry came into a creature Inheritance, he would have told me. After all, I am his best friend. Arms circle Harrys waist pulling him away from the wall; Hermione looks further out to get a better view of who Harry is with. The other person is a tall blond who resembles Draco Malfoy. What the fuck is going on, she thought, when did they become friends, or from the looks of it lovers?
Harry and Draco are smiling as they walk down the, speaking quietly to each other. Hermione did not want them to see or hear, so she cast a notice me, not charm. As added precaution Hermione silences her shoes. She follows them to the end of the hall that turned out to be a dead end and watch as Harry place his hand to the side of the wall and it opens up. Draco and Harry walk into the wall, and Hermione quickly catches up to them through the open space on the wall that turns out to be a door leading to another room. Hermione is amazed at what she see's. The room is grand and beautiful filled with more books than she could read in a lifetime. How did they find this amazing room?
"Baby," Hermione hears Draco speak drawing her attention to the two men. "Why don't you go and get in the shower while I instruct Magnus what we want for lunch, I will meet you in a bit," He says leaning closer to kiss Harry. If Hermione did not want to kill Harry, she would have found them cute. Yet, all she wanted right now to figure out all she could about this room and what is going on. Later, Hermione will report to Dumbledore and have the Headmaster do away with Potter and Malfoy, well maybe not Malfoy. He's handsome, rich and even with the cloud of his family being dark wizards, the name Malfoy carries a lot of weight.
"Ok Love, try not to be long" Harry leaned up and kisses Draco lips longer this time before pulling back. "After all," He purrs. "I need you to wash my back," Harry says with a seductive smile.
Harry walks out of the room and Draco walks further into the room. Hermione did not follow Harry; he was not the one she was interested in. Damn this room is wonderful, Hermione thought. Hermione walks over and purses the shelf reading the titles of the books, her fingers itch to take a few off the shelf and curl up on the comfortable couch and begin reading them. She surmises that the room is a library and an office. How convenient and a genius idea. Bravo to the person who thought of it. Her attention is pulled away when she hears Draco talking with an elf. A properly dressed elf in black slacks and a white shirt. Hermione finds it odd that the elf's appearance is clean and not hyper or fidgeting like all the other Hogwarts elves. Am I still at Hogwarts?
Draco finishes speaking with the elf who pops away without making a sound, he turns around and begins to exit the room when he stops short. Hermione did not know when or how it happened, but the notice me not charm is no longer in place. "What the fuck, are doing in here Granger. Better yet how did you get in here?"
"I could ask you the same thing Malfoy."Hermione no longer cares that her charm fell and puts up a brave mask. "Where are we and what are you doing to Harry?" She pretends to show concern for Harry.
"Cut the I care for Harry shit Granger," Draco growls. "We all know you could care less if he lives or dies. I will ask you again, how the hell did you get in here?" Hermione brows furrowed when it appeared Draco had fangs, but she ignores it.
She did not answer him; instead, she walks around the room openly looking at the scanning the books running her fingers on the spine. "All night Ron and I have been looking for Harry," She says turning to meet his gaze. "And what do you know he has been with you all this time, safely tucked away," Her sarcasm was not missed. "Now I could run and tell the Headmaster or..."
Draco gives her a skeptical look, "Or what?"
Slowly Hermione walked over to Draco putting an extra sway in her hips then presses her ample bosom into his chest, "I have always found you attractive," She says going to her toes and whispers in his ear. "I won't tell the headmaster about where or who Harry has been with if you—" Hermione licks Draco's neck then leans back and raise an eyebrow instead of finishing her sentence.
He pushed her away from him. "Are you blackmailing me into sleeping you to keep Harry's secret?" Draco tskes shaking his head. "That's a low blow Granger, but I wouldn't expect anything better from a mudblood." He snarls. "What of the Weasel? Does he know how fickle you are throwing yourself at every man?" Draco continues without waiting for an answer. "It appears the Weaslebee has rubbed off on you Granger? Besides, I'm not one to much on carpets." He finishes with a smirk.
Draco could see that his words angered her, "You fucking bastard!" Granger seethes.
Draco chuckles, "That's all you can come back with? My parents are happily married Granger." He counters simply while brushing off a nonexistence lint from his sleeve to show her words had no effect on him.
Draco could not believe it. How the hell did Granger find her way to their private rooms? Draco was sure that no one was aware of this part of the castle. They were careful each time the entered the first time. This morning was the first time since yesterday they left their rooms. If I had it my way, we would not have gotten out of bed. If Granger found her way here, it can only mean one thing and Draco has a feeling it will not end well for one of them. Namely Granger. "Leave Granger, before something detrimental happens to you, I rather not have your blood on my hand so soon in the game," He warns her. Draco needed to get Granger away from here before Harry comes back. I spent enough time talking none sense with her already.
"Why are you trying to get rid of me so quickly Malfoy? Afraid your simple minded boyfriend will see us together?" She asks walking closer to him again, this time, he was ready for her. Draco's wand fell to his palm from his sleeve, and he pointed it at her.
Granger stops and looks from Draco to the wand pointed at her. Draco swore he saw a spark in her brown eyes and a hint of madness he would see in his aunt, Bella. A chuckle broke from her lips. "Awe, look at baby Malfoy trying to be grown up." She cackled this time. "Put that away before you hurt someone."
Draco is calm his hands did not waver, "I realize you are not taking me seriously Granger." Draco says and shrugs one of his shoulders. "And you maybe be right I might not hurt you, but he will."
Before Granger could open her mouth to speak, a black python coils itself around her, constricting her breathing and freezing her in place. Her eyes widened. Draco sheathed his wand hiding it in the sleeve of his shirt and watches in fascination. The snake lifted its head and looked into her eyes. From where he stood, Draco could see the snake opened its mouth wide and engulfed her face as a tear fell from her eyes. Draco knows he should either stop what is about to happen or, at least, be afraid. But he was not, there was not even feel a hint of guilt. The only words going through his mind was that Granger deserves it for what she did to Harry. Using him, playing on his trusting and forgiving nature. Pretending to care when all she cared about was herself. Draco watches as the snake consumed and is amazed when it did not swallow her whole but pulls her spirit from her body. When the snake slowly draws its mouth away from Grangers' face, Draco watch as it whips its head back then spits her spirit into the fireplace trapping her within the flames.
Draco did not move from the spot he is standing in nor did he make a sound when the python turns itself into Salazar. What, when, where and how chanted in his mind but he did not voice his questions.
Salazar must have seen the confusion and unasked questions on his face when he looks up at Draco. "Our magic can only hold her for so long. However, she will have no memory of this place or what she saw." Salazar answers. Draco wanted to ask what happened to her body. And again Salazar saw the question on his face. "As for her body, Lady Hogwarts has already placed that hideous creature within her bed, no need to worry." Salazar's expression darkened. "You must not tell Harry of this, and if you do make sure it is after the she-beast is dead." With that, Salazar disappears. Feeling that it is safe to move Draco turns and looks at the picture above the fireplace; it seems it was a group effort because all of the founders were missing all that stood was a blank canvas.
Draco shakes even though he is a wizard, the astonishing use of magic still fascinates him. Draco glances over at the fireplace. Granger spirit was not there, thank Merlin. It would not do for Harry to see her wandering spirit in their home. Draco is not sure he would know how to explain what just happened. Draco walks out of Harry's study undressing as he went, events of what happened in the study easily forgotten with thoughts of seeing Harry naked and wet ran through his mind. Naked mate trumps all the time.
In another part of the Castle, the four founders walk from portrait to portrait speaking of what just occurred.
"Do you think what was necessary, my love?" Godric asks, "Salazar our aim was to scare her not kill her."
Salazar sighs, he did not feel ashamed of what he did, "I am well aware of that God. However, no one threatens my family!" He declares.
"I agree with Sal," Helga says Rowena and Godric were not surprised. As gentle as Helga portrays to be she can be as bloodthirsty as the next when it comes to protecting their family.
"Well, there is no need to worry about the she-beast as Sal called her." They all nod as they step into another portrait. "The longer her soul is away from her body she will die slowly." They all nod again, "Do you think we should have informed young Draco?"
"No," Helga answers. "The young one does not need to know. Not yet anyway." The conversation changes and the group separated. Because of the magic, they used the needed rest, Helga and Rowena went off to the portrait of a cottage they fell in love with long ago. Godric stops Salazar as they step through another portrait. He pulls his lover in his arms kissing him deeply. "The way you protect our family turns me on my love," He growls against Salazar's lips. "Even in death, I crave to be inside of you." Salazar grips the back of his lover's head and smashes their lips together. "Come, my love, I need to ravish you," Godric growls once more sound more lion than man, Salazar blushes, and giggles like a little school boy in love.
Lavender Brown woke early the next morning to prepare for the day. Living with other females clamoring for the bathroom no matter how magical it is can get a bit hectic in the mornings when trying to prepare for the day. Lavender would have preferred to stay in bed a bit longer but felt she needed the time to herself. Everyone in shool has been acting strange since the year began. Harry, Hermione, and Ron are not as close a close group anymore. Harry has distance himself from and chooses to hang around Neville. Lavender will admit Neville and Harry have grown in height and beauty over the summer. Their attitude speaks volumes at how changed they are. I wonder if Harry and Neville are sleeping together? It's what everyone wants to know. Lavender checks her appearance once more time, wearing only the barest of makeup to let her beauty shine and putting her hair in an up ponytail with side and back curls; Lavender is ready for the day. She hoped Dean likes her look. They have been dating secretly for the past six months, and Lavender is sure Dean is the one for her. After leaving Hogwarts and before settling in a career they plan on getting married.
Lavender does not need to find a job right away; her family may not be high on the pole of influence. However, they are financially stable that Lavender can take a few years off before deciding to work or further her studies. Her only obstacle is convincing her father that Dean is the perfect man for her. Her father's dislike of Dean stems from his financial, social standing. Her father is concerned Dean will depend on Lavender for support and no matter how much she tries to convince him otherwise her father refuses to listen. Lavander is brought from her thoughts when the rest of the girls started filing into the bathroom one by one.
Each girl has their own personality and bonds of friendship that will last a lifetime. Lavender has become close to many of the girls, especially Hermione any minute now she will walk into the bathroom with a lecture about something and no will listen. It has been the morning routine to either listen when she speaks or ignore her. I admire Hermione for her strength to be able to speak up in a room full of people. Lavender realizes that Hermione likes to hear herself talk whether anyone is listening or not. Chatter and laughter filled the room, and it was time to go down to breakfast when Lavender notices that Hermione was not there. Lavender turns to one of the Patil twins. "Have you seen Hermione?" Parvati shakes her head no. "It's not like Hermione to not be awake already."
Parvati shrugs her shoulds and walks over to her bed. "That' true, I expected her to be up and on her fourth lecture by now. Maybe she is already at breakfast?"
"No, I woke up before everyone else," Lavender says to Parvati.
Parvati brows furrowed, "Come on let's go wake and her. If she is not there, maybe she snuck into Ron's bed. It's happened before."
"They are going to get caught one of these days, by Professor McGonagall." Lavender says as a strange feeling settles in her gut as she follows behind Parvati back into the girls dormitory and make their way over to Hermione's bed.
"Hermione how come your sti…." Patil words get stuck in her throat then blood-curdling scream was heard throughout all of Gryffindor Tower. Lavender stepped around Patil to see what is going on and was frozen in place. As much as she wanted to Lavender could not turn away, lying before her is Hermione's unmoving, unbreathing body. Her skin looks pale, and her lips are blue. Lavender gaze travels down to her chest hoping for signs of breathing and that this is nothing but a prank. A student must have gotten word to the Headmaster about what is happening and came in haste along with Professor McGonagall.
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Albus was enjoying his morning making plans for the day when Minerva's head appears in the floo. "Good morn…" He begins before she cuts him off.
"No time for pleasantries Albus, you must come at once to the girls dormitory. Something terrible has happened. I will leave the floo open for you." Wasting no time Albus quickly get up from his seat behind his desk and walks through the floo following after Minerva. Whispers filled his ears as he enters the room.
"Do you think she is dead for real?" He hears a student ask another.
"I don't know she certainly doesn't look like she's breathing." Answers another.
What could be the matter? Albus wonders. Reaching their destination the room is filled with students. Who upon seeing their professors part like the red sea giving Albus the perfect view of Hermione Granger lying on her assigned bed with Ronald Weasley sitting on the side of the bed holding her hand. "Come on Hermione open your eyes, this is not a joke."
"Mr. Weasley, please step aside," Minerva tells the boy. "We need to determine her condition." Weasley gets up from the bed but does not let go of her hands stepping out of the way. Albus walks over to the bed and pulls out his wand and with a swoosh he brings up her diagnosis. Reading the results, he is shocked to see that her life thread is disappearing.
How can this be? Who could have done this without me knowing? Her soul is still earthbound but without a soul, she will surely die.
"Let us get her to the infirmary, quickly!" He yells.
"Albus, what is the matter with the child?" Minerva asks frantically.
Trying not to scare the scare the rest of the student body he answers, "Ms. Granger is not dead." Only telling half truths. "It seems someone has cast a very powerful and dark magic removing her spirit from her body. Her vitals are very weak; our only hope is that her soul will return to her soon."
"How can this be Albus, someone is.." Minerva begins her voice quivering with every word she spoke.
"I don't know Minerva," He says answering her question. "Our only hope is that Ms. Granger recovers and will remember who did this to her." Albus sighs, pretending to care is honestly taking more out of me than necessary. Truth be told Albus Dumbledore is happy that this has happened to Hermione. Albus knew of her goals and aspiration. She planned to kill him once she got what she wanted. Now I don't have to kill her myself; I would love to meet the person who did my job for me. "I will get in contact with her parents informing them of what happened."
"I'm sorry I cannot let you do that Sir," Ron says timidly, he is afraid of what the Headmaster will do or say when he explains the reason.
Dumbledore turns and looks at Ron, the underlined danger, and irritation in his eyes scares Ron. "And why is that, Mr. Weasley?" Dumbledore questions. His voice still had the grandfatherly tone to it.
"B-be-" Ron stutters before taking a calming breath. "She erased her existence from their memory. And even if you wanted to contact them I am not sure where they are."
The other students still in the dormitory gasps covering their mouths. "Explain!" The Headmaster demands.
Ron closes his eyes, then snapping it open to meet the Headmaster's gaze head on. "We were planning on getting married at the end of the year." Again another chorus of shocked gasps echos through the room but Ron ignores it and continues. "She did not plan on returning to the muggle world. She also did not want to endanger her parents in the war against He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named." Ron finishes with a whisper.
Dumbledore shakes his head, "Foolish child."
"Please, Headmaster there must be something you can do." Ron pleads.
Dumbledore sighs, "I am afraid there is nothing I can do my boy. Unless her soul decides to return, she will surely die."
This time, there were no gasps, not even a pin dropping. Everyone was speechless that there was something the great Albus Dumbledore could not fix.