Hey guys! This chapter has a lot going on, and I hope you love it as much as I did writing it. Thank you to all the people who leave reviews. Your devotion to reading is amazing. Here is chapter 12! Please Enjoy!
Chapter 12: Surprises
Hermione woke up with a start. Christmas break had ended, and this was the day she was dreading the most. Draco had asked her to meet him in the Great Hall tonight at dinner. Hermione didn't understand why he couldn't just talk to her without all those people there, but he had made the whole thing so vague. She knew that she had to go…or else she would feel so stupid. Hermione didn't owe him anything, but she felt like she had to give him at least some credit for going to the trouble of getting her a gift.
She decided that it wouldn't be a big deal, but she didn't know why she was so nervous. Hermione had picked out the perfect outfit that would make her look attractive, and had pinned her hair up in a loose bun that flattered her face. Dinner was being served tonight at six, and she was going to be a little late to not look too excited. Classes went so slow, and Hermione became a little more nervous with each passing class. Even Snape asked her if something had happened. He wasn't his usual mean self to her lately, and it seemed that they reached a common ground. This made Hermione a little happier.
Draco wasn't in any of the classes for the day, and Hermione wondered what was going on. She didn't want to be made a fool of. What if this was some trick to make her feel even worse? She couldn't put the fears from her mind as dinner time rolled around. Hermione could barely concentrate on her homework thinking about what was going to happen. The clock read five thirty, but she decided to start getting ready. She had put on a little make up that Ginny had given her for Christmas, and had re done her hair.
When the clock read five to six, Hermione began to walk down to the great hall. Her steps were slow and dragged out. She was dreading and looking forward to this moment for the past four days, but suddenly, she was not so sure she wanted to go through with it. Her stomach began to churn with anticipation, and she wanted to turn around and run…but she held strong and forced herself to keep walking. When she reached the great hall, the doors were closed. She took a deep breath and peeked her head inside.
Nothing was out of the ordinary, so she decided to come in. Hermione took slow steps to her table, and sat down between Ginny and Ron. Ron looked at her with a sad stare and Hermione just smiled at him.
"Its ok Ron…I forgive you. I missed you." Ron gave her a small hug and started filling her in on what happened during Christmas break. Hermione decided not to mention what Malfoy had given her.
The food came and everyone started to pig out. Hermione had no clue what was going on. She glanced over at the Slytherin table, but saw no sign of platinum blonde hair that she was so used to. Hermione felt her heart sink. Had all of this been a joke to embarrass her? Had he done this so she would show up and then be stood up? Hermione started to get a little teary. She didn't want to be there anymore.
"Hey Ron…I think I am going to go back to my common room. I'm not feeling very well." He nodded at her but looked concerned.
"Is everything ok Mione?" She just nodded and tried to not look into his eyes. For then he would see her start to cry. Hermione got up from the table, and started walking towards the door. She stopped however midway when she heard something unusual.
It was music. It sounded like a guitar. Hermione was looking everywhere for the source of it, but she couldn't locate where it was coming from. She then stopped dead in her tracks and turned around slowly. She let out a gasp. In the front of the great hall stood Draco Malfoy holding a guitar and playing. There was a microphone in front of him and a small band behind him. It looked like he was about to sing. Hermione just stood there with her mouth open as he continued to play a song she thought she had heard before.
love's a gathered storm I chased across the sky
A moment in your arms became the reason why
And you're still the only light that fills the emptiness
The only one I need until my dying breath
And I would give you everything just to
Feel your open arms
And I'm not sure I believe anything I feel"
now, now that you're near
There's nothing more without you
Without you here"
Hermione stared at him from across the hall. All eyes seemed to be fixed on Draco, but he was staring directly at her. His voice sounded like heaven, and the lyrics brought tears to her eyes. He continued to play while looking at her and he seemed to be smiling as he sang.
I'm trying to believe
In things that I don't know
The turning of the world
The color of your soul
That love could kill the pain"
"Truth is never vain
turns strangers into lovers
And enemies to brothers
Just say you understand
I never had this planned"
now, now that you're near
There's nothing more without you
Without you here."
Hermione realized that she was unconsciously moving towards him slowly. He held her gaze and slowly he began to walk towards her as well. Draco kept singing and Hermione thought she was actually smiling. He was singing to her…he was doing this for her.
head lies to my heart "And
now, now that you're near
And my heart it still believes
It seems the ones who love us are the ones
That we deceive
But you're changing everything
You're changing everything in me."
There's nothing more without you
Without you here"
now, now that you're near
Draco set the guitar down and the band continued to play the melody. He stepped back up to the microphone.
"I love you Hermione Granger." He said looking at her. The entire hall stared open mouthed to what he just said. Tiny whispers erupted at the tables, but Hermione no longer cared. She was running towards Draco as fast as she could, and he was doing the same. Hermione reached him and kissed him on the mouth furiously, wrapping her arms around his neck. Draco put his hands on her waist and moved into the kiss.
The entire hall then did something unexpected…they burst into applause…and the girls all made "sighs" and "awwws." Hermione then pulled away from Draco and gazed into his eyes smiling. She felt the tears spill over her cheeks, and she didn't resist.
"It was all for you." He said to her. "I love you so much." Hermione kissed him on the lips again, and moved her tongue with his. The band finished the song, and Hermione pulled away from Draco. The band then started to play another song, and all of the students got up and started dancing. Hermione looked up at the heads table, and Dumbledore was grinning at her with a twinkle in his eye.
Draco pulled her close to his body and started swaying back and forth. It was a fast song…but Hermione and Draco didn't seem to notice. Hermione rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes. This felt so right. All that Draco did to her seemed to float away. She was here right now in his arms, and he had said that he loved her. He got up in front of the school and had told everyone how he felt about her. She thought it was the best thing anyone had ever done.
When the entire hall was dancing along to the music and no longer paying attention to Draco and Hermione, Draco pulled her along out of the great hall. He led Hermione to the common room and sat down on the couch next to her. His eyes never left her face, and she could feel it burning a deep crimson from the previous events.
"Hermione…" He said with eagerness in his voice. "I'm so sorry I hurt you. I love you so much, and I never want anyone but you. Please know that she meant nothing to me. She led me here and I didn't think of what was happening before it was too late. I want no one else but you…I cannot live without you. I know that you are in pain, and I would do anything to take it away. I would die for you if I had to." Hermione looked at him with tears still spilling down her cheeks. Her heart told her yes, and he head told her no. It was time for her to choose, and she thought she would explode. She didn't know if she was ready to decide yet.
"Draco, you hurt me so bad. All I could think about was you with her all the time. I felt so betrayed. You were the only one I thought I could trust. Why did you hurt me? O god, it hurt so bad." Her tears became more heavy, and Draco pulled her tightly into his chest and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her forehead, and hair while rubbing her back.
"Hermione, I know that you will never trust me like that again…but I cannot live without you. I will do anything for you. I would never cheat on you again. Please, take me back. Let me love you. I wont give up. I will never give up on you." Hermione pulled away from him and examined his face. He looked so sincere, and Hermione didn't want to resist it any longer. Truthfully, she needed him too. She needed him with her entire heart. Hermione wasn't complete without him.
"Ok." She said in a shaky voice. A grin started showing on Draco's face that turned into the best smile she had ever seen. Hermione saw that he had tears in his eyes.
"O Hermione." He said while hugging her furiously to his chest. "I love you so much." Hermione couldn't say it to him yet…it wasn't the right time, so she just said the first thing that came to mind.
"I know." His lips were on hers, and he moved with such desire and passion. His tongue begged her lips for entrance, which she allowed. They were both breathing so heavily, and Hermione began to get dizzy from the kiss. Draco pulled away just in time, and was still smiling at her. Hermione began to shiver. She was getting cold more often, and it would come and go so rapidly. It felt like she was sitting in a tub of ice, and she winced from the cold. Draco noticed.
"What's wrong angel?" Hermione just continued to shake not looking at him. "Your…your shaking…o my god your freezing." He said while feeling her skin. Draco took out his wand and pointed it at the fire, which immediately ignited. He then took a blanket off of the back of the couch and wrapped it around her shivering body. It didn't help much, but it made a little of a difference. Hermione didn't know why this was happening to her. Ever since she had found out she could use wandless magic, she had been getting periods where she was freezing all the time.
Draco laid himself on top of her in an attempt to get her warmer, but Hermione began to feel sharp pains up her spine. It was almost like her back was reacting badly from the cold. Draco noticed the pain in her face, and went wild with worry.
"I'll be right back." He said to her with a small kiss on her cheek. Hermione didn't want him to leave her, but she knew that whatever it was would help. The cold only seemed to get worse, but Hermione knew that the room was very hot from the fire. She felt like it was 20 degrees in the room. Her teeth were chattering, and the cold was starting to make every inch of her hurt.
Draco came back almost four minutes later and began to pick her up off the couch. He left the blanket there, and Hermione started to protest. She was so cold, and the blanket was helping a bit.
"Drrracccooo…..IItttttsss fffffrrrreeeezzzzziiiingg." Hermione said.
"It will be ok…I have an idea." Draco said while he carried her into the bathroom. Hermione saw that there was a huge bath made, and she could see the steam coming out of the water. Draco shut the door to try and preserve the heat, and set Hermione on her feet. She slumped over towards the floor, but he caught her just in time. Hermione felt like everything was sitting in ice. She wanted to scream.
"Let me help you." Draco told her. He took off her clothes piece by piece, looking only at her eyes and then laid her in the scorching tub. Hermione began to relax immediately. The water was so warm, and the cold was starting to go away. She closed her eyes and waited for the cold to go away completely. She heard something splash next to her, and turned to find that Draco had gotten in next to her.
"Holy Shit! This is hot!" He said as he looked at her. Hermione didn't know why she was unaffected. Draco seemed to relax after a few minutes as well, and then went up to Hermione. They just stared at each other for minutes not saying anything. Draco was more like scrutinizing her.
"What happened back there Hermione?" He said after a long time. "You scared the shit out of me." Draco came up close to her in the tub and wrapped her in a tight embrace. Hermione relaxed even more in his arms. It felt so good to be in his arms again.
"I don't know Draco. I have been getting cold a lot lately. It seems to last hours sometimes, and I have no idea why. My body goes cold, and it doesn't matter what I do, the heat doesn't come to me." He went rigid in her arms. Draco pulled away from her a bit and stared into her eyes.
"Hermione did you tell anyone about this?" She just looked at him and nodded her head 'no.' Draco seemed to get a little angry, and then composed himself.
"This could be serious. I don't want to see you like that ever again. You need to talk to the headmaster or even Snape. I don't want you to get hurt." He put his hands on either side of her face and rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes. "You are the only thing I have left. I would die before I let anything happen to you." His words cut through her heart and ignited a flame there. He actually cared about her…and she was pretty sure that she was in love with him…but it was too soon to tell.
"Your right and I will talk to Snape about this tomorrow night. It seems to be getting worse with time." He kissed her cheek and sat down on the seat next to her. Hermione then did something unexpected…she went to go sit down on his lap. He let her do whatever she wanted, which sometimes scared Hermione. When she sat down she noticed that he wasn't wearing any boxers. She felt a blush creeping up her cheeks, and he started laughing.
"Didn't expect that one now did you?" He said while smirking. Hermione just smacked him playfully. She couldn't help but admire his chizzled chest and arms. Years of quiddich had done him good. He saw her looking and his smirk grew even wider. He came up to her and whispered in her ear.
"Everything you see is yours you know. You don't have to ask…just do what feels right." Hermione felt his hot breath on her neck and felt like she could die. Draco noticed her reaction, and began to lay light kisses just below her ear. They then became more demanding and soon he was trailing his tongue along her skin. Hermione let out a soft moan. Nothing had ever felt so good.
Hermione knew that if he didn't stop soon, she wouldn't be able to control herself, and it would lead to something she wasn't ready for yet. She knew that she was in love with Draco…but she wasn't ready to give him that part of herself…not yet anyway. Hermione pulled away from him, and saw a frown on his face.
"I'm hot." She made up. Hermione really didn't want to get out of the tub…but he was making it too hard not to give in. Hermione grabbed the towel next to the tub on the floor and got out. She wrapped it tightly around herself, but the cold was still a shock. She wanted to get under five blankets and sit under the sun for hours. Draco noticed her reaction to the air, and got out as well. Hermione tried not to look at him until he had a towel around himself, because she would not be able to stop staring.
The floor all of the sudden seemed very fascinating, and Hermione looked at that until she felt two stone arms wrap around her waist. She relaxed against his chest and let his hands wander all over her. Hermione closed her eyes and suddenly felt exhausted. The day had been so overwhelming. Draco had given her the best gift in the world, and now here she was in his arms. Hermione turned around in his arms and let her head rest against his chest. She wanted to be as close to him as she could.
Hermione pulled away, only to lead them into her room. It was cold, so Hermione got on the bed and wrapped herself in many blankets, not bothering to change out of her towel. She was just too tired. She felt Draco climb in beside her and she smiled with her eyes closed. He snuggled close to her, and she felt him stroking her hair and her face with his fingertips.
"You so beautiful." He whispered to her. Hermione opened her eyes a bit to take him in. His eyes were staring at her, and his hair was falling in his face a bit. He looked so unreal. Hermione was wondering if this was another one of her dreams. There was only one way to find out. Hermione leaned up to him and pressed her lips softly to his. He reacted at once, and put his one arm around her waist and the other in her hair. Hermione rubbed her hands all over his chest and back. Draco let out a moan in his throat.
The kiss didn't last long, but it was full of passion and longing. Hermione smiled at him, and curled up against his chest. She never wanted him to go anywhere ever again. Hermione felt so safe in his arms, and for this night…no one could touch her. For this night…she would be finally free to be herself. Darkness soon overtook Hermione…but it wasn't her usual peaceful sleep. Nightmares haunted her mind, and she wanted to wake up…but she couldn't find the strength.
"How strong do you think you are mud blood?" Hermione heard a sickening hiss. She looked around and she was in a dark room. There was no furniture except for a huge chair at the end of the room. It looked more like a throne. The walls were made of stone, and the room smelled like blood…which made Hermione want to be sick. She looked around, and immediately identified who's voice it was…Belatrix Lestrange.
Her hair was a deep black, and she had the most ugly and evil smile on her face. She was standing not too far away from Hermione, and her wand was pointed directly at her.
"I have heard that you are more powerful then the Dark Lord himself…but I do not believe these rumors…for I know that my Lord could easily pick you off. Your nothing more then an insignificant mud blood…and Bella is here to finish you off the way it was intended." She raised her wand up to yell a curse. "CRUCIO!" Hermione wasn't fast enough to block the spell, and felt the familiar jolt of that curse. Her bones were screaming, and her muscles were twitching in ways they shouldn't be.
"Its time to put you in your place." She yelled. Hermione felt someone else enter the room…and Belatrix immediately bowed down to the floor. Hermione wanted to cry. She knew that Bella would only bow to one person…Voldemort.
"Bella dear…I think I should like to take it from here if you don't mind. I am very pleased you were able to capture this one…you shall be rewarded greatly. Now leave us!" He hissed. She felt Bella's small frame move across the stone room, then exit quietly. It was just Hermione and Voldemort now. Hermione was doomed.
"So…Miss. Granger…I hear many rumors about you all the time. It seems that you are more popular then me when it comes to stories. I do think I should change that. I would like to see if you are everything people say you are…though I doubt a mud blood could even try to stand up to the most powerful wizard alive." Hermione looked up slowly. She was met by two yellow eyes, and the haggard Voldemort. He resembled that of a toad.
"Get on your feet mud blood! Lets see if you are what everyone says. I presume you know how to duel." Hermione felt her heart sink. She was about to duel and loose. No one could beat Voldemort but Harry…it was a fact. Voldemort took several paces away from her, and Hermione felt queasy in her stomach. She didn't have a wand…but Snape had prepared her enough to do it wandless.
His eyes bore into her face, and the room seemed to get smaller. Silence bounced off of every wall…then the duel began.
"CRUCIO!" Voldemort shouted. Hermione was quick enough, and blocked the curse with her hand. The Dark Lord stopped dueling to look at her with an angered expression. He had obviously not know she could do wandless magic. He became even more enraged when she sent the curse spiraling back towards him. He caught Hermione off guard for one second, and she felt a curse hit her in the chest. It was Sectumsempra. The blood curse. Hermione felt the crimson wine run out of her body like a river. She slumped to the floor and saw Voldemort look pleased with himself.
"Well mud blood…it wasn't a total waste. At least I got some entertainment." Hermione felt the sensation of slipping away as she saw Voldemort crouch down beside her. He looked at her face with disgust.
"Pity…you would have been so promising in my ranks." He touched his finger to her cheek and Hermione let out a long scream. Searing pain was jolting though every bone.
Hermione woke up screaming. She was surrounded by her own sweat, and she felt like she wanted to die. She realized that she was in her own room when she looked around, and she felt two arms wrapped around her tightly. The lights were on, and Hermione felt that they were not alone. She turned to see Dumbledore sitting beside the bed staring at her with a curious gaze. Hermione didn't care…she let the tears that were stinging her eyes fall to the bed below her. Draco held her even tighter.
Hermione turned around to face Draco, and rested her head on his chest. He seemed to be holding her like a baby…too afraid that she would break. Hermione's heart rate was through the roof, and her breathing came out in loud gasps for air.
"shhhh….its ok…it was just a dream." Draco cooed in her ear. Hermione could still not seem to calm down however. The worry was evident in his voice.
"Hermione…" She heard Dumbledore say. What was he even doing here anyway? Draco seemed to know what she was thinking and interrupted.
"Headmaster is here because I called him an hour ago when you wouldn't wake up. You looked like you were having a really bad dream, and you kept yelling. It scared me to death." Hermione hugged him tighter to her, and she didn't seem to notice that she was still only wearing a towel.
"Hermione." The headmaster said again. "I know that you are frightened, and that you had a bad dream, but you must tell me what you saw. It is very important that I know for your safety and the school's." Hermione turned to look at him and started to tell him everything. She told him about Bellatrix and Voldemort in the chamber, and all that happened. When she was finished, she looked at the headmaster to try and figure out what he was thinking.
Dumbledore rose from his chair and looked at her with a quizzical expression.
"Thank you for letting me know Miss. Granger. Please get some rest, you don't look well." Hermione was so confused. She had just told him everything, and that was all he had to say? She wanted to know what the hell was going on, and no one ever told her anything. He turned and exited the room quickly before Hermione had the chance to say anything. He left her sobbing without any answers. Draco seemed to notice this too, because he had said,
"I thought he would be a help. I guess I was wrong." Hermione just nodded her head. Draco turned her around to face him again. She cried into his chest, and he never let her go.
"It was so awful Draco. He was there and I couldn't stop him. I was bleeding to death, and I couldn't do anything about it." Draco looked paler then usual, and kissed the top of her head.
"I don't know what's going on with you Hermione. I told the headmaster about how you are always freezing, and when I alerted him of this, he seemed upset. I thought he would solve this for us. It's killing me to not know what's wrong with you." He held Hermione for a while, and she didn't want to have to go back to sleep. She didn't want to risk having another dream.
"We will just have to wait and see what happens. I am more afraid then you are about what is happening…but we just have to take things as they come. By the way…what time is it…I'm not really in the mood to go back to sleep." Hermione said, as the tears stopped. She was starting to forget the dream already…that was a good thing.
"It is about three in the morning…but we don't have to sleep if you don't want. I understand if you never want to sleep again. Let's just sit here, or we could go downstairs and watch a movie or something." He said. Hermione thought it was a good idea, and she went to get off the bed. She didn't notice that Draco was sitting on part of the towel when she went to get up, and it slipped off of her…leaving her totally laid out for him to see.
Draco didn't seem to take his eyes off of her. He just stared at her with a longing in his eyes. Hermione went to cover herself up, but she couldn't seem to find anything to grab a hold of.
"Wow." Was all that came out of Draco's mouth. Hermione decided to snatch the towel off the bed that once covered her and put it back on.
"Stop looking at me Draco!" Hermione scolded him. He turned away, but she noticed he was smirking. Once a Slytherin, always a Slytherin she thought. When she had the towel securely around herself she told Draco it was ok to look. He still had the same gaze of longing in his eyes as he got off the bed…and Hermione thought it best to get out of the bedroom before he did anything that they would both regret later.
Hermione went out of her door and walked down the steps. She sat on the couch and Draco followed. She rested her head on the back, which was soon moved by Draco and placed on his chest. They sat like that for a while, until Hermione popped in the DVD, American Pie. She needed to laugh, and this was the funniest movie she owned. Hermione thought over the day. Draco had proved to her that he loved her…then they almost had sex on more then one occasion…then she had the nightmare of her life. What else could go wrong?
Just then, Hermione spotted a letter on the coffee table. She remembered that Dumbledore had left it to her after Harry had been sent away. She still hadn't read it yet. She knew that she couldn't put it off much longer, so she picked it up and appraised it in her hands.
"Is that the letter Potter left you?" Draco asked from behind her with malice in his voice.
"Yeah…I still haven't read it yet." Hermione replied still staring at the elegant script of her name on the envelope.
"I say that you should burn it. The shit head deserves none of your time." Draco said. Hermione felt like she needed to know what he said. She felt like this was Harry's way of telling her something important. Hermione needed to read it soon or she would go crazy. She flipped the envelope over and split the seal. Inside the envelope was a letter written in Harry's neat penmanship. She took one last look at Draco, who wasn't too happy she was going to read it, and began to listen to Harry's voice through his words.
I cannot put into words how much grief I feel for what I have done to you. I trust that Dumbledore has told you that Voldemort gets into my mind and controls me. Let me just say that I would never hurt you ever. It was the last thing in the world I would ever have done. He knew how I felt about you… and he used that to make you hate me…and to hurt you. Hermione I love you so much. That night that we broke up was so fuzzy to me. He gets into my mind and I cannot do anything about it but sit and watch myself commit these violent acts. I have no control over myself anymore.
I am so sorry for what I have done. I am very happy that Draco was able to stop me before I did the unthinkable. Hermione, please forgive me for hurting you. I would never let anything happen to you…and when this is all over, and he is gone for good, I will make you see just how much I care for you. Voldemort has no secrets from me anymore. I am in his mind almost all the time…and I see things he does not wish me to see. Let me tell you now that you are in great danger. I know that it is sudden…and I cant go into too much detail…but there was a prophesy I saw that had your name in it. Voldemort wanted it badly…and when he got a hold of it, I felt his anger triple from what was revealed.
He saw something about you that does not please him, and he will do anything he can to try and hurt you more. Hermione I am so worried about you, and from where I am now, I will not let Voldemort control me. I love you with all my heart…please forgive me. If you need to write to me at any time for anything at all…write to me on the back of this letter. The ink will disappear once you have written it, and get me the message. We can talk as much as you want. I need company anyway…so I don't go insane. I am so sorry once again…I cant seem to say it enough. I love you.
Hermione saw the words over and over in her head.
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you.
He had never meant to hurt her…she somehow knew it all along. Shock surged through Hermione, and she suddenly felt lightheaded. Draco noticed this, and put his arms around her to hold her steady. He leaned them back on the couch, and let whatever Harry had written sink in. Hermione was attacked because of Voldemort. Everything was happening to her because of him. Voldemort saw something about her that made him furious…and he was after her…to kill her.
Hermione bolted up to the bathroom just in time to empty the contents of her stomach in the toilet. Draco was not far behind her, and entered the bathroom…standing at the far wall.
"What's wrong Hermione?" Draco's voice rang in her ears, but she seemed to be off in another world. She looked at him through teary eyes and answered.
"Voldemort is trying to kill me."
There was chapter 12. I hope you enjoyed it. I seem to be writing more in Hermione's POV…and that is because I use Draco's only to explain certain things. Sorry if that confuses anyone. A lot happened in this chapter…mostly because I needed to fit everything into this chapter so I could write the next one as planned. The song that was featured was called Without You Here- by the Goo Goo Dolls. I hope you keep reading! Please R&R!