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I know I've been gone for a very very long time, but I have been very busy with college and I've been out of the country for a while also.
But, I can assure you all that this story is moving forward. I will probably have the next chapter out in 5 days depending on work I get during this week.
I am writing a lot lately as I have 3 stories on the go, yes, yes, I know it's very silly of me.
This chapter is dedicated to all my reviewers, followers etc. Etc. You're all so supportive and constructive and I can't tell you how much it means to me!
It's also for one of my best friends Elyssa! Thankyou for helping me so much in English lit!
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Next chapter will have Ron and Harry and the one after should have hermione acting a little strangely...
I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER ALL BELONGS TO JK ROWLING
I awoke in Madame Pomfreys, the room was deathly quiet and no sun shone through the stony windows. I knew I was in the hospital wing as Poppy Pomfrey herself was fussing over me just as I opened my long shut eyes. My eyes fluttered ferociously as they adjusted to the room. She was muttering something that I couldn't quite make out and seemed to be tucking my sheets under me quite forcefully.
"What happened?" I tried to say, but it came out as "Whaa hapmff?" I groaned at my incoherent speech and tried to recollect previous events... what happened to me!?...
Everyone was coming home from the Christmas holidays... normal.
I saw Harry and Ron...normal.
I was in the library looking out the window... completely normal.
Someone touched my shoulder...
Draco Malfoy touched my shoulder... and kissed my neck...Not normal at all.
Or was it?
Had his sick obsession become a normalcy for me? When would I feel safe again?
I recalled fainting when Ron barged in and bit my head off. A queasy feeling seeped into my stomach as I thought of confrontation... I should have told the-
A piece of valerian was dangled before my eyes.
"I'm going to powder this Hermione and I want you to drink it like an herbal tea every morning, do you hear me?" Madame Pomfrey stated strictly her eyes catching mine for confirmation; I nodded frantically and tried to sit up.
"No, no you rest here until morning, then classes as normal. Just remember to take your valerian."
I weakly smiled and watched as she set a glass of water upon my bedside table and left to her office, her large matron dress swishing as she walked. I felt quite blissful for a second, being so isolated.
Until I noticed Malfoy sitting in the visitors seat.
My eyes widened and I gave him the most venomous look I could muster. I wasn't about to be a prissy damsel in distress.
"Leave." I growled, my voice still weak from lack of use and I wondered how long I was under.
He folded his hands together and just stared at me, his pale grey orbs bored into mine.
"You scared me." He stated his voice cracking.
I stayed silent, my mind reeling to different conclusions, should I scoff? Should I cry? I'm meant to be the girl with all the answers; Hermione "know it all" granger.
"Don't do that again, Hermione." He said taking one of my pale hands with his own gloved one. He kissed it before getting up mechanically and moving to place one black rose in the empty vase beside my cot.
"I'll come back in the morning, visiting hours finished about 2 hours ago anyway, Madame Pomfrey seemed to have given up after the eighth time of asking me to leave" He swiftly said before kissing my forehead and whispering "I love you, Hermione".
I felt like I had been slapped, all of the air in my lungs whooshed out in one breath. I felt like crying until next winter. Why did he say that? , In that instant I realised nothing was worse, no insult, no terrifying comment, no accolade was worse than Draco Malfoy telling me he loved me.
Cassius
"Cassius, Come in,"
I turned the knob on my father's study door slowly, the impending feeling of fear in my gut. The heavy mahogany door opened into a large burgundy study the floor was covered in a thick Persian rug and the walls were covered in shelves for books and binders, His large antique desk was intimidating sticking out in the middle of the room like a sore thumb.
"What was it you wanted to discuss?"I muttered, not bothering to sit down.
"Son, as I'm sure you've noticed, I have been away on many a 'occasion to serve my duties to the dark lord." He said slowly, manipulatively. "I need you to join me, Cass."
"Excuse me?"
I felt sick, my stomach twisted into tight knots. I was always loyal to my family, to our honour, our reputation. I never thought it would come to this; the war was dreamlike for me; always too far out of reach to become afraid.
"It's time for you to unite with us."
"And If I say no?" I mumble, sounding much like a silly little boy.
"Then you are not welcome in this household." He thumped his hand down on the desk much like a judge sentencing a criminal. Except I wasn't guilty.
I was expecting a visit from my father. He had sent an owl yesterday telling me he would appear in the Slytherin common room fire at exactly midnight, I didn't have a clue how he would get in, but growing up in a dark family you realise almost anything is possible if you're willing to break the rules.
I leant against the back of the leather armchair nearest to the fire, spinning my wand between my fingers in unease. I stared into the fire, watching the yellow flicks and red flames dance. As usual my thoughts turned to Hermione, she would be sleeping now. The quick flickering of the flames imitated her soft curls being blown by the wind, a small unusual smile crookedly made its way across my face as I was reminded of the sweet fragrant scent of lavender that lingered on her skin as I kissed her neck in that old library. The smile was immediately wiped off my face as I recalled the events afterward. Potty and Weasel had to go and create a scene. Twits. I'd have to teach them both a very painful lesson sooner or later.
A green flash appeared in the fireplace and gradually a malformed shape of lucius malfoys face began to materialize, his expression was stern and seemed like it held bad news.
"Draco, how is the mission coming along?" he barked, not bothering to stay quiet in case of any eavesdroppers.
"Very well, I will be done very soon. Even by next week if I can get the last touches over with." I frown, wondering how to ask him my next question without giving too much away.
"Good...good. The dark lord will be pleased" his face seemed to fuzz for second as if there was bad signal.
"Father...What would you say if I decided to take a girl with me? Once the mission is done that is."I touched my snake ring gently with my thumb and forefinger.
"What? Draco this is no time or place to be lugging around petty females. We need to have no distractions on that night. Do you realise the complications we would have, say if she didn't agree with the mission?" He spat, even in the fire I could see the curls of a sneer on his pale white mouth.
"What if she came willingly?" I fumbled with my ring, praying my potion skills were as perfect as they always were.
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