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The eye of the Storm	By : LovelessHope Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 1835 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Trapped
- 1
"Sectumsempra!" echoed through the boy's lavatory, and Draco Malfoy fell to the floor gasping for air. The gashes on his body were deep, and blood spilled from his wounds. Harry panted, sweat dripping from his forehead. The man who aided in Dumbledore's murder would pay for his sins. Harry looked down at Malfoy with pity and a little bit of guilt, but with the stress he had been under for the last 6 bloody years just for his childhood bully be one of the last faces his hero saw before death, he left him there. Maybe someone would find him, but "Who cares" Harry thought.
Harry stomped out of the bathroom, his head too clouded to really understand the magnitude of what he had just done. However, unknown to him, Hermione had seen him chase Draco into the bathroom. She followed, worried about her friend. But once he had emerged from the bathroom unharmed, she wondered what had transpired. All she had heard from the quarrel was yelling then Harry say a spell she had never heard of before. She waited a bit for Draco to emerge from the bathroom. At the very least she wanted to know what spell Harry had used. She waited for 10 minutes then began to feel a little concerned. "What spell has Harry just used" Hermione thought. She looked around her, and upon seeing that no one was in sight she slipped through the door to the men's bathroom.
Hermione gasped when she saw the trail. There was blood everywhere, and her own ran cold with the notion that her best friend could have really hurt or even killed another wizard, even one as annoying and condescending as Draco Malfoy. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up when she heard the sounds. There was a light moaning coming from the side of the bathroom. Hesitantly, she walked over and almost threw up at what she saw. It looked like a reenactment of the Spanish inquisition, but there was only one victim, and he was so soaked in his own blood it was hard to tell who he even was.
"Draco?" Hermione's voice sounded hoarse and despite all that had happened in her career at Hogwarts, she had never been so quite lost for words
"H-Her" That was as far as he got. Draco was writhing in pain, his words came out in short gasps and Hermione without even thinking knelt beside him. Her mind was racing. Harry obviously had good reason for doing this right? She shouldn't interfere right? Her logical brain was telling her to trust Harry's judgement, but her sympathy got the best of her and she pointed her wand at Draco. She wasn't super practiced in healing spells, but she thought she'd give it a go.
Hermione murmured the spell as to not cause anyone to hear her, and a little ball of light illuminated from her wand. It was pink in color and the small ball of light slowly wisped around Draco's body and his wounds began to close up a little bit. It wasn't perfect and he would need a more experienced hand to heal the rest of Draco's gashes completely but he was alive. He blinked his eyes at the witch standing above him. To Draco this all felt like a surreal bad dream, his childhood rival had gutted him then left him for dead, and his savior was... Hermione? This made no sense to a brain that was scrambled by being in agonizing pain but as his body was a wash in relief, Hermione looked like the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Like an angel standing above him in a dark cage of hell.
Hermione heard footsteps coming from the hallway and without even speaking a word to Draco bolted from the scene. It felt like a bad dream to her as well. She had just witnessed if she wasn't mistaken, her very best friend, almost kill somebody. She was desperate to know why, she felt confused about the entire situation, and she was also pretty sure that within the next year she would die because the one person she hoped could end this war just showed a side of himself that was beyond evil.
She quickly ran to her dorm. She heard Snape in the background and knew at least Draco was going to be okay. When she got to her dorm she was panting and completely flustered as the event of the past 20 minutes came to her in rapid fire succession. Draco's mangled body burned a hole in her mind and she knew she would eventually need to confront him on what had happened. She hated to admit it to herself, but she was a little scared of Harry. When she got to the entrance of her dorm she almost had a heart attack when Ginny was in the common room looking up at her. Ginny gasped a little when she saw how unsetlled Hermione looked.
"Hey Hermione" Ginny said with caution
"H-hey Ginny" Hermione responded, trying to regain her composure
The girls shared a look and Ginny looked down and blushed. "So" she said "Did it finally happen.. with you know... Ron?"
Hermione felt her body relax a little and she almost sighed a breath of relief. Ginny didn't suspect anything suspicious, but apparently she did believe something was happening between her and Ron. Hermione shook her head as if to shake away the past 30 minutes of her life.
"No, Ginevra, there is nothing happening between me and Ron as of the moment"
Ginny shrugged then her face lit up "Well something is definitely happening between me and Harry"
Hermione gulped at the mention of her friend "What is going on?"
"Well we went to get rid of the Potions book belonging to whoever the half blood prince is... and well we kissed"
Hermione became noticably disturbed. This wasn't like Harry. How could he just slash apart a person then go and kiss guilt free.
"Ginny, I am going to go to my room. I need to get some studying done"
"Oh-oK"
"Yeah Ginny, it's great that you and Harry kissed. I always knew you guys had chemistry" Hermione tried to force a smile and Ginny responded well, regaining her giddyness.
When she got to her bed, Hermione grabbed all of her books and tried to appear busy. She then began to pick apart her mind. What was she going to tell Harry? What was she going to ask Draco? Was she going to live to see her thirties?
Hermione was awake well into the night pondering the upcoming events of her life, but finally fell asleep around 3 in morning. Her dreams consisted of a walk in the forbidden forest. But unlike her confrontation with Umbridge, it was actually quite pleasant. She dreamed that she was naked besides a few strands of silk that kept her body cool in the May heat. Her hands caressed the tree trunks and the air felt good around her skin. As she was walking she began to hear someone hum, and her body moved melodically to the sounds. The noise got closer and closer until she felt a tap on her shoulder. She quickly turned around. Her mind jerked her awake at once. She shot straight up in her bed and recoiled when she realized that the person humming to her so rythmically in her dream was... Draco.
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Breakfast was unusually quiet between the trio. They all kind of looked down at their food. Hermione felt beyond compelled to say something but her good sense kept her from doing so. Their solomn silence was broken however when they heard an all to familiar voice.
"Granger"
It was the voice of Draco and Hermione turned bright red and was about to start confessing and apologizing. She wasn't sure about what, but it seemed like what she needed to do. Her self imposed anguish however was interrupted when Draco continued
"Hey.. Granger... I need to talk to you"
Harry stood up and gave Malfoy a glare that if looks could kill would have shot his rival to the core of the earth in a body bag. "Go away, Malfoy. No one here, besides your little posse wants anything to do with you!"
"I'm not here for you, Potter. I want to talk to Hermione"
"For what so you can set her up to be..." Harry stopped and sat down "Just go away, Malfoy"
Hermione spoke up sheepishly "I think I should see what he wants"
"Are you mad, Hermione?" Ron said in shock "He probably just wants to call you- a you know! to your face"
"Ronald, Harry, I don't think Draco would come to our table and specifically ask to talk to me if it wasn't of utmost importance. I will be right back" Hermione stood up and turned towards Draco.
Ron started to speak but Hermione shot him a look and he and Harry just watched as the pair whisked away into the hall.
When they were alone, Draco's tough exterior instantly melted away and he looked frightened. He began to run his hands through his hair and adjust himself nervously. Hermione just waited for him to speak.
"Ahem..." He started "Hermione.. I... I mean we haven't had the greatest past together... But I wanted to thank you". He looked so defeated. He had dark circles under his eyes and Hermione could see a part of his hand that had been badly scared from the curse Harry put on him.
"You're Welcome, Draco" His name sounded weird coming from her mouth. She didn't remember saying it before, atleast without a sarcastic use of his last name to follow it. "Can I ask what was going on before I arrived?"
"It's hard to explain"
"It's really not" Hermione said, her eyes narrowing "I know my best friend. He would never hurt anybody unless they did something to deserve it" She took a breath of uncertainty, she knew Draco was a brat but she couldn't believe that he had done anything bad enough to constitute a curse from Harry.
"Hermione... Dumbledore is... dead"
"No" Hermione said, tears instantly rushed to her eyes "No!". She fell to her knees with sadness and Draco stood there in silence. He finally grabbed Hermione's arms and helped her up "How could this be!" Hermione tried not to yell. But this all made so much sense now. Why Harry was unusually quiet, why so many kids had left this morning before breakfast. She wasn't with Harry last night so she hadn't heard.
"Hermione. We aren't friends. And I can't tell you everything, but I need you to know this. I'm not a bad person, and I'm not a killer"
Hermione was angry and confused. None of this made any sense.
"Draco, I don't know half of what's going on here. You either need to start making sense or-
"Hermione, I want to make a deal"
Hermione looked at the blonde boy in shock "What kind of deal?"
"Like I said, I can't tell you everything, but I was present when Dumbledore died. Harry might want to play up the truth, but I had no part in his death, but I was there so he cursed me. However, I am associated with death eaters. And I honestly think they would kill me on the spot if they knew I didn't have the guts to kill. I need someone like you, whose strong and smart and knows healing spells to keep me safe. I didn't ask for this" Draco looked like he was about to start crying "And I don't want to die. I want to offer you money, more money that you have ever seen and probably ever will see again, in order to keep me safe. I don't even trust my parents to keep me safe anymore. So can you please do me this favor?"
Hermione looked at him, then quickly responded "I don't want your money Malfoy. But if you can give me some intel on what's going on, I can try and keep you safe. But I will not sacrifice my life for you, do you understand?"
"Yes"
Hermione gave him a stern look "We can communicate through owls and briefly in person. Don't interrupt me and my friends again". She walked away. Even more confused now.
Draco smirked and quickly got out a spare quill, scrawling on a small piece of parchment
" Snape,
It has been done, Hermione has fallen into our trap
But remember to hold up your end of the bargain, I can have her before she is killed
Best regards,
Draco Malfoy"
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