DECEMBER 17th
Hermione danced around the kitchen singing softly to herself while baking a batch of chocolate chip cookies for Draco.
"I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream
I know you, the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam
Yet I know it's true that visions are seldom all they seem
But if I know you, I know what you'll do
You'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream"
Ginny walked in and seeing her sister-in-law singing and dancing, just left the kitchen to Hermione's dreamy refrain, tapping Draco on the shoulder as she passed him pointing to where Hermione was.
"But if I know you, I know what you'll do
You'll love me at once
The way you did once upon a dream"
Draco walked in behind Hermione and gently pulled her into a waltz, his rich baritone joining in with her soft lovely voice.
"I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream
I know you, the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam
And I know it's true that visions are seldom all they seem
But if I know you, I know what you'll do
You'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream "
Just as he lowered his head to kiss his beautiful fiancée, the buzzer on the oven went off, disrupting the magic of the moment. Hermione laughed, and humming softly, pulled the cookies out of the oven. Instantly, Draco's hand snuck around Hermione's waist and stole one of the cooler cookies.
"Draco Abraxas Malfoy, don't think I couldn't see that! The cookies are for dessert" She chided laughingly.
"I know, love. But you're so in love with me, you'll let me have just this one" He smirked. "Never forget that I love you,too"
"I know. I love you Draco."
Two hours later, Harry walked in later than his usual time, looking very grim indeed. He kissed Ginny's cheek, sat down heavily and dropped his head into his hands.
"Harry? Are you alright?" Hermione asked.
"No. We caught a case about an hour and a half ago. It was a young muggle-born prostitute. She had been- tortured to death. There is also evidence suggesting she was r-r-raped first" Harry let out a breath. "Bloody hell, it was awful. Her corpse had the Dark Mark above it. She had the word 'mudblood' carved into her chest"
Hermione gasped. This was absolutely awful. Draco, who was considerably paler than normal, wrapped his arm around her slim shoulders and squeezed gently. Everyone sat in stunned silence. They were all thinking the same thing: What was coming next? Another war? Merlin only knew what was in store for the wizarding world.
Bow and Arrow, Muggle London.
Ron walked back into his room and slammed the door violently. The Muggle-born whore was just the beginning of his journey to become a Neo-Death Eater. He smirked as he thought about his next challenge. The bitch would know he was coming for her and her pet ferret.