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My problem is.. Sort of gone.. The police said they were gonna look into getting my "Ron Weasley" arrested because I finally have some proof.. But so far they've done nothing... Thank you to everyone who showed their support as I went through this, I love you all.
And on an even worse note, my great grandfather passed away recently... And I have been going back and forth from here to St. Louis for the past two weeks. His funeral was everything he deserved at least, the 12 gun salute, and Taps. He'll be happier now because he's with my great grandma... But I do miss him extremely.
This is going to be a short chapter, and I apologize early for it's lack of usual life, I guess you could say. I've had more trouble writing this chapter then any other because of all the stress I've been going through.
Also, I am Extremely sorry I have taken so long to write this... I've had absolutely no will to do anything anymore due to my depression, but I have to keep my head up, and be like Hermione in this story.
But, I'm gonna shut up because my pre-chapter authors rants are getting ridiculously long.
The search for Ronald Weasley had been going on for three days now, with absolutely no progress, Wanted posters had been placed everywhere, a reward of 50,000 Galleons offered to anyone who could bring him in.
Dumbledore had been suspected of helping Ron escape since he was the only one who could bend the rules of apparation in Hogwarts, but Dumbledore was just as shocked as the rest, he had no idea how Ron managed to escape.
And if Dumbledore didn't have anything up his sleeve to help the matter, then they would have to buckle down in their searching, it definitely wasn't going to be easy.
Professor Klaus had been in his quarters since the hearing, not leaving once, a stolen piece of parchment in his hands at all time, parchment that showed him where everybody in the castle was at all times.
And whenever Hermione separated herself from everyone else, he would strike. She would be his for the taking, he needed both her and the child that grew inside of her to complete his plan.
Hermione was currently in the library, reading Pride and Prejudice-a book she had always loved to read when she was stressed- but was constantly distracted by Draco's presence.
"Babe, you really don't have to stand over me. You can go back to the common room." She said, for what felt like the fiftieth time.
"I'm not leaving you here, not after what happened last time when you were alone." He said, caressing her cheek softly.
"Draco he's not even here anymore, Ginny is in detention for starting trouble over him, so the person I have to worry about most is Lavender Brown and I can definitely take her." She smiled, squeezing his hand.
She loved that he was protective, but he needed to rest, she felt bad for him.
"But what if he comes back? He left so easily, he can probably return just as easily." He sighed, pulling her hand to his mouth and kissing it softly.
"Even Ron is not that stupid." She said, knowing he was just grasping at straws now.
He huffed and rubbed his temples, and smiled slightly.
"I know, you're right. I just, I don't want anything else happening to you. I couldn't live with myself if anything else happened to you." He whispered, as if even saying the words too loud would bring every evil from the shadows.
"I'll be fine, if anything does happen-which it won't- it will be my fault, not yours. Now, go lie down, you need to rest." She smiled, as he nodded, kissing her quickly and leaving to go to the common room.
In a corridor close to the library Professor Klaus stood, a smirk on his lips as he stared at the parchment in his hands.
He watched, and waited as Draco Malfoy's name strayed farther and farther from Hermione's, but she still was not completely alone, he would have to wait.
His moment came only a few minutes later when the librarian left, the last couple students leaving just seconds after.
"Mischief Managed." He whispered, and with a quick glance behind him, he made his way to the library, a sadistic smile on his face.
As Hermione turned to her favorite chapter in her book a shadow fell over her once more, and she sighed.
"Draco, really, you need to go to bed." She huffed, setting her book down.
"He did go to bed." A voice that was most definitely not Draco's whispered, as she turned.
"Did Draco ask you to watch me?" She asked, looking up at him as he gave her a guilty look.
"Theodore Nott I do not need a body guard, I swear you and Draco are beginning to remind me of how Harry and Ron used to be." She knew that was a low blow but she was aggravated and hormonal, and those two were not a good combination.
"You know he's protective because he loves you." He whispered, taking a seat next to her.
"I know, but there's no threat here." She spoke, throwing her arms out to gesture to the whole school.
"That's what you think." Teddy whispered so quietly she barely caught it.
"What's that supposed to mean?" She asked, looking around the room for anyone lurking in the shadows.
As her eyes fell upon a mirror across the room she let out a gasp, the person sitting behind her in the reflection was not Theodore Nott, but Professor Klaus.
And she watched as his reflection smirked back at her, and as she went to grab her wand she realized she could not move.
"The joy of wandless nonverbal magic." He whispered, his lips brushing her ear.
She fought as hard as she could against the spell, but deep down she knew she was trying in vain. Her heart went out to Draco, knowing he would blame himself for leaving her.
"Now, I'm going to remove the spell, and we're going to go to the nearest apparation point. You fight me, or make any indication that you are not coming with me willingly, not only will I kill your boyfriend but I'll kill the little brat growing inside of you." He growled out, as her heart stuttered in her chest, she instantly quit any fighting and as she felt the curse lift she refused to move, in fear he would think she was going to run away.
"Stand up." He orded, and she did so slowly, swallowing repeatedly to keep the tears pricking the corners of her eyes at bay. He gripped her arm tightly and pulled her out of the library, she winced slightly, knowing there would be a bruise later, but otherwise kept her expression blank.
"If anyone asks where we are going you say you're talking to me about extra credit. Got it?" He ground out, and she nodded her head stiffly.
She took deep breaths to calm herself, and did her best to put a carefree expression on her face as they walked down the corridor.
She prayed desperately for someone to find it suspicious that they were walking together, but she knew they wouldn't. She was Hermione Granger; an avid bookworm with a passion for knowledge. It would seem completely normal for her to be talking with a professor.
His grip on her arm tightened as they finally made it past the wards, and she gasped in pain. His strength doubled that of a normal persons, and she felt her bones pop under his fingers trying to keep themselves from breaking.
"Why are you doing this?" She whispered painfully, and he acted as if her didn't hear her.
"I'm sure Mister Weasley will be delighted to see his lover again." He smirked, and as Hermione let out a scared gasp they disapperated. The only sign that they were ever there in the first place was the lingering 'crack' echoing throughout the trees, and the small wisps of dust that were stirred up.
Draco had fallen asleep almost instantly as he laid out on the couch, ignoring his feeling of dread at Hermione being alone in the library.
And when he opened his eyes again the sun had already started to make it's descent from the sky, the only sound being the chirp of a stray bird flying to it's nest, and the wind whistling against the window.
"Mya?" He mumbled groggily, looking around through lidded eyes. When he recieved no response the feeling of dread came back full force.
He looked in both of their bedrooms to see if she had come up and went to bed, he checked the bathroom to see if she decided to shower, but no such luck.
After quickly pulling on his shoes he walked through the corridors, asking anyone he saw if they'd seen Hermione recently, and every time he received a negative response.
"Get ahold of yourself Draco, come on. You know she probably just got carried away in her reading." He mumbled, attempting to calm his racing heart.
He was making his way to the lbrary when he ran into Teddy, who was making his way too the dungeons.
"Ted! Have you seen Hermione anywhere lately?" He asked, desperate for a yes.
"Yeah actually, about three hours ago, she was walking outside with Professor Klaus, someone said she was talking to him about extra credit in his class." He said, rolling his eyes at Hermione's lust for knowledge.
Draco's heart came to a dead stop, as he gulped down the bile that suddenly rose in this throat.
"D are you okay?" Teddy asked, noticing the sudden green look to Draco's face.
"Hermione would never go to him for extra credit, and she would most definitely not go walking with him willingly." He choked out, as his heart went from not beating to racing painfully.
"I'm sure she's here somewhere, come on I'll help you look." Teddy spoke, his voice thick as he felt the same sense of dread Draco did coil in his gut.
"No, we need to go to Dumbledore... If she's here he'll be able to find her and everything will be okay." Draco whispered, turning sharply and heading towards the Headmasters office.
Before they even made it halfway there, they ran into just the man they were looking for who was apparently looking for them too. And judging by the grave look on his face, he did not come baring good news.
"Boys would you please follow me to my office?" He asked softly, sounding for once as old as he actually was. As they followed him they kept going over all of the worst case scenarios over what he would possibly have to tell them or show them.
Once they reached the top of the stairs leading into his office he stopped, turning around as he rubbed his temples to sooth his aching head.
"Mister Malfoy, I'm sure you're aware that Hermione was seen leaving the castle with Professor Klaus?" He whispered solemnly.
Draco only nodded, unable to speak around the growing lump in his throat, as he felt the traitor tears already begin to well up in his eyes.
"I'm afraid that since then, both of them have been missing. And I did a locating spell on Hermione, it reacted oddly. It did not tell me where she was, but it told me who she was with, and it pains me to say this, but one of the people she is with is Mister Weasley." As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking Draco felt his knees give out as he crashed to the floor. He no longer fought to keep the tears at bay as they streamed freely down his cheeks.
"NO! I promised to protect her. I swore I'd never leave her side and I did! This is all my fault!" He screamed, and kept screaming until his voice was hoarse.
"D this isn't your fault. You couldn't have known this would happen." Teddy whispered brokenly, dropping to his knees and placing a comforting arm around his best friends shoulders.
"But it is Teddy, don't you see? I had a bad feeling as soon as I walked out of the library, I knew something was going to happen and my gut is almost always right. But I ignored it and went to sleep. She's probably scared out of her mind right now and I was fucking sleeping!" Draco was suddenly overwhelmed by the anger for himself, and he stood up quickly.
"I'll find Hermione even if it kills me." He growled out, and without another word he ran out of the room.
I know, it was a sucky chapter with a sucky ending. I'm sorry, I just thought it was about damn time I got off my ass and updated this story. I hope you at least somewhat enjoyed it.