I am so sorry, I truly am, my schedule has quadrupled lately with my getting a job as a cashier, which unfortunately cuts into writing time, but I've tried to really think this through in the times I wasn't writing, and I've really came up with a lot of ideas, I just couldn't figure out how to write them down. But I haven't had much of a chance to write because I've been working nearly every single day since I started working.
I was a bit disappointed in the lack of response in the last chapter.. People always beg me to update faster, yet when I do they don't respond to it, I do thank everyone who DID review, this chapter is for you.
OH and I got a review talking about how this story was horrible because of how I portrayed Ron and Harry and other characters, and I'd like to make sure people know that I don't actually think the characters are that way in real life. I don't think Ron would ever rape anyone, I don't think Ginny would behave that way, etc.. But this is fanfiction, I'm writing a story my way, in my own words, I didn't ask you to love it, I didn't ask you to like it, but there's absolutely no reason to bash my writing just because you don't appreciate how I portray the characters.
Okay, I've ranted I feel better. (Dear lord compared to that rant and my last authors rant you can see how much I've matured. O.O)
Also, I've made a YouTube channel for my photography editing and such, and I could really do with some feedback. Look me up. :) Brittny Gray (Mine should be the only channel with this exact spelling.)
I would like to point out that as of today (February 25th) It has been exactly one year since I was raped, and I'm as happy as can be now. :)
Anyway, onward Bros (I've been watching a LOT of PewDiePie lately)
Another week has passed, with Draco still comatose and giving no sign of waking up. Everyday Hermione grew more and more discouraged, but she stayed strong, she knew Draco wouldn't want her getting depressed, he would want her to hold onto hope, and stay happy, so that's what she did.
Thunder crashes outside and she pulls her covers tighter around her body, sighing softly to herself, she glances over at her homework which she had long ago finished and reviewed countless times due to her boredom.
She runs her hand over her ever growing stomach and smiles softly when she feels a tiny foot press against her hand.
Finally the temptation gets the best of her and she carefully crawls out of bed, and slowly walks towards the door.
It's probably the 17th time that week that she's tried to sneak out of her room and into her kitchen to get a snack, and she's determined to get out of her room this time. She smirks triumphantly when she reaches her door, and her hand firmly grasps the handle, only to realize her door was now spelled shut, and her wand wasn't on her bedside table.
"Theodore Nott!" She growls pounding her fist against the door, and within minutes she can hear feet pounding towards her room.
Her door opens instantly and Teddy runs in eyes wide with fear as he scans her body rapidly.
"What?! Are you okay? Is it the baby?! Is it time?! Oh god it's time isn't it?" He asks, his voice rising in pitch as he starts heading toward her closet to get her bag to bring to the hospital wing, which Madam Pomfrey suggested she pack already just in case.
She grips his shoulder tightly and instantly he calms, realizing she's not in labor, only to tense a second later
"What are you doing out of bed again Hermione? You can't keep doing this." He says, leading her back to her bed, his hand on her back protectively.
"I just want some jello. I hate being stuck in bed, I'm really careful." She says, allowing him to coddle her as he pulled the covers up around her, jumping slightly as the thunder sounds once again.
"I will get you some jello. Blueberry is your favorite right?" He asks, fluffing her pillow behind her head.
"How did you know?" She asks, and he shrugs. "It's my job. I'll be right back. Stay. In. Bed young lady." He commands, pointing his finger at her sarcastically.
"Yes dad." She says, rolling her eyes as she gets comfortable. She gets fully relaxed, and begins to close her eyes, when she hears a crash from outside her door.
"Teddy?" She calls out, subconsciously reaching out for her wand that Teddy still had a hold of.
Another crash sounds, and she can hear her heart pounding in her ears, something's wrong.
Suddenly the light in her room goes out, leaving her in complete darkness, only illuminated by the lightning outside her window.
"Teddy?" She calls again, her voice lacking it's usual conviction. The sound of footsteps coming closer make her tense, she very slowly climbs out of bed, backing away from the door and heading towards the bathroom.
She's almost there when the door swings open, and the sight of familiar eyes causes her to freeze.
For a split second her heart begins to race excitedly, mistaking the grey eyes for much younger ones. And then lightning flashes, and she takes in the aged skin, the wrinkles around the eyes, the long blond hair, this is not her Draco.
"Hello miss Granger." Lucius Malfoy says calmly, walking into her room as if he had an invitation. She goes to speak, but no noise comes out, her nerves are getting the best of her.
"Don't be scared, I am not here to capture you, or harm you in any way, I'm here to deliver a message from my master." The left side of his mouth quirks up as if he's trying to smile at her but failing, and when the lightning strikes once more it makes it seem as if his eyes are glowing, causing him to look much more evil.
"As I'm sure you long ago figured out, my master requires the Deținător de minți root, an I'm sure you've worked out just exactly who he wants to use it on." He smirks, his eyes dropping to her stomach.
"You're comfortable with doing this to your own grandchild?" She asks, searching for some life in him.
"That child is a filthy little mudblood and I hold NO claim over it." He growls, his voice accented by a roll of thunder.
Her heart is thudding erratically in her ears, and without her wand she feels utterly exposed, but still she squares her shoulders and manages a glare, but he just laughs.
"Are you actually trying to appear strong when you're completely unarmed? Draco's right you are a real firecracker." He smirks, walking up to her. She takes a step back, and tenses when her back hits the door. She reaches back and grabs the doorknob, but to her dismay it won't budge, he spelled the door shut.
His hand comes up and grips her chin turning her face from side to side, studying her.
"You're not even a very attractive girl are you." He says it simply as if he were paying her a compliment, and when he pulls his hands back she doesn't fail to notice him wiping his hand on his robes as if rubbing her filth away.
"Now, where was I? Ah yes, the Deținător de minți, as I said before, my master needs it, and he needs you to get it for him." He says, looming over her.
"Your master can shove it." She says, glaring at him. By the way he clenches his jaw it is obvious he is attempting to contain his anger, but she still doesn't back down, she is not going to stand down, not now, not ever.
"I figured you would be, a bit... Stubborn. But that's okay my dear. We will fix that right away." He says, and then he presses his wand against her temple and he whispers "Devinco," And then she feels a cold chill spread across her, tingling from her fingertips to her toes.
Her eyes shut tightly as she shivers uncomfortably, and when she opens them again he's gone, looking around it's as if he was never there.
She's starting to think she's losing her mind when suddenly she's overcome once again by that cold feeling, but this time it doesn't go away, and it feels as if her brain is going numb.
Her breathing speeds up and she squeezes her eyes shut once more, and then suddenly her body goes slack and she opens her eyes again.
But this time it's different, gone are the chocolate brown eyes, in their place are a deep stormy gray. The eyes of Lucius Malfoy.
A snarl of disgust spreads across her face as she stares down at herself. "Filthy little mudblood." She mumbles, as she starts walking towards her bedroom door.
She pulls it open and steps out, her eyes barely glancing down at Teddy's form slumped against the wall. She stops at the counter in the kitchen as she notices her wand laying next to the knives, she grabs her wand inspecting it as she notices Teddy getting up out of the corner of her eye.
"H-Hermione?" He coughs, and then his eyes widen. "Hermione! Lucius was here! Are you okay?" He asks, limping over to her to make sure she's alright but stopping when she points her wand at his chest.
"Hermione?" He whispers, finally noticing her eyes. Kill him. She hears Lucius's voice in her head as if he were whispering in her ear, and for a moment her eyes fade back to their normal color, but it's not long before the grey is back.
Kill him! Now! Her hand begins trembling as she tries to fight off the urge to obey, she can not, will not let Teddy die, especially by her own hand.
"Hermione I know you're in there." Teddy says, inching towards her and holding his hands up to show he's not armed.
"SHUT UP." She growls, the tone of voice making it obvious that it's not her.
"Malfoy, let her go. Whatever you need, you can use me instead, just let her go." He says, his hand reaching up towards her wand.
Her face calms, and tears well up in her eyes as he pulls the wand out of her hand.
"Teddy?" She whispers, and he smiles, wrapping his arms around her in a hug.
"It's okay Hermione, it's okay." He says, rubbing her back gently, and then he suddenly tenses, a choked cry ripping from his throat as he pulls back and stares into her once again grey eyes.
"You're a fool Theodore Nott, your father would be ashamed." She whispers, smirking as he struggles to pull out the knife she just plunged into his back.
With a shuddered gasp he collapses to his knees and stares up at her, searching for any sign of Hermione in there.
"Hermione, if you-if you can hear me, k-know, this isn't your fault, you d-didn't do this okay, please remember that." He chokes out as blood dribbles from his lips.
Her hand comes out to caress his face and she sighs to herself. "Such a waste of Pure Blood." She whispers, gripping his shoulder and pushing him away from her, causing him to fall onto his back.
He grips her wrist, a tear slipping from his eye as he stares up at her, the corner of his mouth quirks up as he smiles softly at her, and then his eyes slip shut as his breathing slows.
She bends down and retrieves her wand from his hand and then turns and walks out of her common room, smirking as she does.
"Miss Granger where are you headed at this time of night?" The portrait of Amadeus calls from behind her, and she sighs rubbing her temples.
"I don't see how that's any of your business you great buffoon." She states before walking off, ignoring him attempting to get her attention.
She was just walking out of the door to Hogwarts Grounds when she heard footsteps behind her, she turned to see Argus Filch headed towards her panting.
His face spreads in a sickening grin as he grabbed her arm.
"Students aren't allowed out of the castle after 10PM. I finally gotcha you little brat." He says, yanking her back into the castle.
"I advise you unhand me this instant you vile piece of filth or I swear you will regret it." She hisses, but he refuses to let go.
"You leave me no choice." She growls, pulling her wand out of her pocket, and pointing it at him and casting a nonverbal Petrificus Totalus.
Instantly his arms and legs straighten as he stiffens, falling to the ground as if he were made of stone. And then turning once more she makes her way out of the castle, heading towards the Forbidden Forest.
Casting a Lumos charm she heads into the forest, walking much deeper than most would even dare, it takes over an hour to even reach her destination, and by then she feels slightly out of breath.
"Stupid mudblood whore can't even walk without getting winded." She mumbles, heading forward until her pathway is blocked by a dark shadow, slowly she looks up and sees something that makes her take a step back in shock.
Back in the common room Teddy is lying in an ever growing puddle of his own blood, his breathing is coming out in short gasps, and he can't move at all, he's attempted to call out for help countless times, but every time he tries he chokes on the blood pooling in the back of his throat.
His fingers grasp at the carpet around him, trying desperately to find his wand that he dropped when Lucius stupefied him. His whole body is beginning to go numb and he wants nothing more than to just fall asleep, but he knows he can't, he refuses to do so.
Come on! Get up! He screams in his head, struggling to pull himself into a sitting position, but not even getting an inch off the ground before collapsing in exhaustion. When he collapses his arms flail out and he smacks the leg of the coffee table, instantly he starts moving his arm in that direction until he finds it again and he grasps it as hard as he possibly can. He pulls with all of his might, nearly cheering when he feels himself start to turn over onto his side. A few more sharp tugs and he does it, he instantly turns his head and starts coughing up blood.
He opens his mouth to yell and chokes once more, blood dripping down his chin. He sucks in as much air as he can and calls the name he knows will answer.
"Dobby!" He says as loud as he can, and it's barely more than a whisper, but the echoing crack that sounds in the room only seconds later proves it was loud enough.
"Master Nott has called Dob-" The elf ends in a gasp, his large eyes growing wider as he sees all of the blood.
"Dobby will get help right away Master Nott!" He squeaks before popping out of the room once more. Teddy coughs violently, his throat seizing up as pain shoots through his spine.
His vision begins to fade, and his breathing slows, falling asleep starts sounding better and better. No! Theodore Nott get your bloody arse off of this floor.
Just as he begins succumbing to sleep the portrait slams open and Dumbledore and McGonagall run in, their eyes wide.
Teddy barely has time to see them running towards him before his vision fades to black, and his breathing comes to a stop.
Hermione's eyes widen as she stares at the growling creature before her, it's snout pulled back in a snarl, blood from it's last kill dripping from it's fangs, as lightning strikes it causes it's yellow eyes to glow. She raises her wand and points it at the werewolf's chest, the killing curse on the tip of her tongue, when with a growl, it lunges.
She barely has time to sidestep it before it's lunging again, she points her wand and mutters the curse and a jet of green light shoots from the tip of her wand, and with a yelp the werewolf falls to the ground, it's eyes fading back into that of a human as the werewolf recedes, leaving a man no older than 30 in it's place.
With a powerful Levitation spell Teddy was very carefully brought to the Hospital Wing, and Madam Pomfrey instantly began healing him. Dumbledore himself helps in the healing process to speed it up, and soon Teddy's breathing begins to even out, and his eyes flutter open slowly, sweat covering his forehead.
"Who did this to you boy?" Dumbledore whispers, smoothing Teddy's hair back from his face.
"L-Lucius Malfoy." He chokes out, and Dumbledore turns to search for him, stopping when Teddy's hand shoots out and grabs his wrist.
"H-Hermione, Lucius has Hermione. But he's- he's her." He whispers, confusing the whole room. "It's the medicine, it's making him talk funny." Madam Pomfrey explains, and Teddy shakes his head violently.
"No! D-Dumbledore, Lucius is somehow inside Hermione's mind. When you see her y-you'll know, her eyes, h-her eyes are his." He says, his eyes growing heavy as Madam Pomfrey gives him another potion.
"Dumbledore, the Devinco curse." McGonagall says, and Dumbledore sighs. "I was afraid of that." He says, and then looks up at Madam Pomfrey.
"Poppy, finish treating him and then come help us search, Miss Granger may be injured and we'll need you right away." Dumbledore says, placing a gentle hand on Pomfrey's elbow.
She nods her head as she continues scanning him with her wand for any other injuries, once she's finished she gives Teddy a sleeping potion to help him stay asleep as the wound in his back continues to heal.
After putting protective charms around his and Draco's bed she follows Dumbledore and McGonagall out the door, instantly beginning their search for Hermione.
If only she would have stayed, she would have heard the groans coming from the bed next to Teddy's, and she would have seen the grey eyes suddenly shoot open.
"Mya?"
This chapter was a lot longer than I expected it to be, but I'm glad it was, I'm sorry most of it was sad! :( But I gave it a happy ending!