Beautiful Darkness

by EssTheDreamer

***Chapter Seven***

Of Screams and Green Lights

Hermione awoke with a scream on the tip of her tongue and a green light burned onto her retina.

"Hermione! Are you okay? What did you see?" asked Draco, who was looking at her worriedly. He had rushed to her screaming self and was now sitting at the edge of the sofa, where Hermione was lying down.

"I … I, oh! I don't know," said Hermione, panting, as if she had just ran a marathon. She could see and remember everything that had happened, but when she tried to grasp for it, it just - left her.

She pushed her hair back from her face and discovered that her face and hair was sticky with sweat and hot with heat. What happened?

"What happened?" she said, echoing her own thoughts, her voice shaky. What she saw, she couldn't pin down, but whatever she had felt, it hurt. It made her feel on edge, as if everything could go wrong with one word, one spell, one event.

"I really don't know. I could say you've had a vision, but … vision's don't work like that. You don't just crumple to the ground, you stay awake. It's not a prophecy, either, or else I would've heard it," he said, his eyes staring at some point in the air, going through all possible scenarios in his head, his brows furrowing deeper within themselves as he thought more about what could have just occurred.

"Can you try, just a bit, to tell me what you saw?" he asked, focusing on Hermione again, putting on hand on her shoulder, hoping it would give her comfort. Draco was never good at comfort, but he decided it couldn't hurt to try.

"I … I, I'm trying, but I don't even know what I saw. All I know, was that I felt like screaming, but for what, I don't know," the brunette said, scouring through her head.

"Are you sure that's all there is?"

"I think so. I mean, there could be more but - WAIT! I remember," she said looking around the room, as if it could help her piece together everything. "I remember a green light, shooting straight at me, and exploding in the … room. I think it was a dark green room, sort of like a ballroom, with a very ornate chandelier." That seemed to be the only thing Hermione could see in detail, the room, just the room, with nothing in it but her and a green light. She couldn't help but over analyze every detail that she could gather from the freeze-frame scene stuck in her head. Do all rooms have ornate panelling like that? Is my head making up the smell of rain?

"A green light? Was there any specific, I don't know, word? Before the light?" said Draco, interrupting her train wreck thoughts.

"I told you, I don't know," she said, exasperatedly.

"What about the people? Anyone else, other than you?"

"I don't know!" screamed Hermione, losing control of her magic, making all the items in the room float and rattle violently. It was just like those times before, when her magic went to uncontrollable extremes.

Draco watched everything float and shake around him, and squeezed the hand on her shoulder comfortingly.

"Don't worry, Hermione. I'm sure everything'll sort out eventually."

Taking a deep breath, Hermione calmed down her breathing. "You're right. I shouldn't fret over something as changeable as the future."

"Of course I'm right. I'm always right," said Draco, jokingly, hoping to restore the carefree mood before Hermione fainted to the ground.

Hermione smiled, but she still didn't feel right. She felt as if everything from here on now would only get worse.

Draco sensed something was going wrong, so he offered his hand to her. She took his hand, and Draco squeezed her hand comfortingly.

If anything goes wrong, at least I've got Draco.

AN:

It's been a while.

A really long while. But, I've got two chapters for today, so yay! This is a bit short, but the next is decently long, and the AN there is also longer, so keep on reading! :D

Tood-ely-doo and till next time,

Ess

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