The Concert
Chapter 8
They sat on the cool road for a few minutes, just enjoying being together, but after a while, Draco noticed Hermione shivering and fidgeting.
"Are you cold?" he asked, moving to offer her his jacket, but she stopped him with a hand on his arm.
"No, but…can we get going?" she asked.
"Sure. Here, let me help you." He walked her to the car and helped her in.
Shutting her door, he went around to the driver's side and jumped in, gunning the engine. He was buzzing with happiness at that moment from Hermione's word.
"Stay away from Draco Malfoy." Hermione said suddenly.
That snapped him at of it.
"Huh?"
"That's what the garage door said for a moment. Then it disappeared."
"Why would it say that?" Draco wondered out loud.
"For the past few days, I have had the feeling that someone has been watching me."
"Have you seen anyone?"
"No. I've looked behind me but I've never seen any-."
Suddenly a flash of red shot by the car, stopping her mid-sentence. It hit a tree nearby, setting it on fire. More red flashes swept by them, barely missing the car, but blazing chucks of pavement loose on the road in front of them.
"Oh shit!" Draco yelled. "What the fuck!?!?!"
He swerved to avoid hitting the fire in the road, the car jumping violently as it hit the holes that were left in the attack's wake.
Hermione looked behind them and saw someone in a black cloak following them on a broom.
"Uh, Draco, if you have a lead foot, now is the time to use it. Whoever it is getting closer."
Draco pushed down on the gas hard, jerking them forward. The cloaked figure continued to throw spells at them.
Finally, the figure hit its target and the front tire blew out in a ball of fire.
Draco tried to keep control of the car but because they were going so fast, he couldn't.
The car hit a hole in the road causing it to go over an embankment. Hermione screamed before the car hit the other side.
The figure watched the car hit the wall of dirt and come to a deafening stop. Jumping off the broom, the figure walked toward the car. What it saw was Draco hunched over the steering wheel. He had a gash in his head that had already bled down to his collar and his arm was twisted unnaturally, obviously broken.
Hermione was leaning partly out the shattered window. She, too, had a head wound that was bleeding badly. More blood stained her shirt around her chest and arms from glass shards that had impaled her. Neither Draco or Hermione were breathing.
The car was badly mangled, the hood of the car was smashed almost to the cabin where Draco and Hermione were. The tire that the spell hit was still on fire, spinning slower and slower in a macabre death of its own.
Satisfied, the cloaked person walked back to their broom. With an evil smile said, "I told you to leave him alone."
The figure mounted their broom and left Draco and Hermione for dead.
A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short. I promise to post the next chapter by this weekend. Thank you to everyone who reviewed. Thank you for taking the time to do that. I like to know if you like the story or not. Please review again. So always, see you next time.
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