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Somnium Memor	By : marieriddle20 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 41511 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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A/N: This dream is from chapter 31/32, where Harry, Hermione and Ron are finding the diadem in the RoR. Getting near the end here. Two chapters and epilogue after this. I will create the companion soon. It will start before this is completely over, but it won’t be updated on a schedule like this story is. My amazing beta, Merch, has already looked at one chapter when she did this one.
‘You fucked our wife into a coma,’ Harry said to Draco, not for the first time that day.
‘No, I didn’t. She is fine. All her vitals are fine. It’s just the potion.’ Draco said, though he was worried that he may have worn her out, it was well over 12 hours since Hermione had fallen asleep.
‘I know, but its fun teasing you. Serves you right, having fun when I’m called into work.’ Harry teased him.
‘Well, maybe I need to make it up to you,’ Draco said, smirking at Harry.
‘Oh, you going to fuck me into a coma now?’ Harry challenged.
Draco stepped towards Harry and roughly grabbed his hair to pull him in for a kiss. Their tongues fought for dominance, but they were quickly distracted by movement to their left.
Hermione had started convulsing.
‘Hermione!’ Harry yelled, running to her side.
‘Shit,’ Draco cursed as he also ran over to her.
Draco pulled out his wand, and did a few spells.
‘Draco?!?’ Harry asked in panicked.
‘Nothing looks wrong,’ Draco said, as he said it she stopped convulsing.
‘That’s not normal, something is wrong.’ Harry said, raising his voice.
‘I know! I mean her vitals are normal and the baby is fine.’ Draco yelled back.
Hermione began to convulse again.
‘Draco, what do we do?!?’
Draco waved his wand over Hermione, which made a set of her clothes appear on her naked body.
‘Pick her up, we’re going to Saint Mungo's, Draco told Harry.
Harry picked her up, she had stopped convulsing again, and Draco guided them down the stairs and into the floo.
Once at Saint Mungo's, they ran up to the reception counter.
‘My wife is seizing, she’s on the Fortis Somnium Memor Potion!’ Draco yelled.
‘Who is her Healer?’ The lady behind the desk asked, not really looking up.
‘Healer Morgan, tell her it’s for Hermione Potter-Malfoy!’ Draco yelled, purposely using their name to get attention.
It worked, the lady quickly looked up and saw Draco then Harry, who was holding Hermione, who started convulsing again.
‘Right away, Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter.’ She stood and sent a parrot patronus flying down the hall.
The Healer was there in no time and saw Hermione twitching, before she stopped again.
‘What happened?’ Healer Morgan asked, as she guided them into a room. Harry put Hermione on the bed and the healer started waving her wand over Hermione.
‘We don’t know. She’s been doing fine, she’s been waking up every once in a while, but she’s been mostly asleep. It’s been about 14 hours since she last woke up. She just started having seizures.’ Draco said, trying to explain what he thought was all the important details.
‘We’ll everything looks fine. It doesn’t appear to be seizures, at least her brain isn’t given off signals of someone who had a seizure. We’re going to have to do a few more test, you two can wait in the waiting area.’ The healer told them, leaving no room for argument.
Harry and Draco both kissed Hermione and then headed to the familiar waiting room.
‘Should we tell anyone?’ Harry asked Draco as they sat down.
‘Harry, it’s nearing two in the morning, let’s wait until morning. Then, hopefully, we might know something to tell everyone.’ Draco said.
‘You’re right,’ Harry said, as he leaned his head on Draco’s shoulder.
They sat there for over an hour in silence. Draco stayed alert, looking up every time someone walked by. Harry fell into a light sleep on Draco’s shoulder. Finally, the Healer came up to them.
Draco kissed the top of Harry’s head, and gently said, ‘Harry.’
Harry opened his eyes and saw the healer, and he quickly stood up with Draco and they both looked at her.
‘Hermione is doing fine right now, she had two more attacks right after you two left the room, but she seems to have stopped. There is nothing wrong with her or the baby. We won’t know more until she wakes, and even then we still might not know,’ the healer explained.
‘Do you have any ideas why it happened?’ Draco asked.
‘I have one theory, but like I said we won’t know until she wakes’
‘What is it?’ Harry asked.
‘Well, it could have to do with her dreams. Maybe she was remembering a time when something happened to her that made her body seize. It would have been something very intense to make her have such a reaction physically, when the dreams are purely mental.’
Harry thought for a moment, but Draco immediately understood, as he watched as it happened to Hermione.
‘Something intense, such as the memory of being tortured with the Cruciatus Curse several times,’ Draco said, looking at the doctor. Harry shut his eyes, remembering her screams from that horrible day.
She seemed stunned at the information for a moment, but quickly recovered.
‘Yes, that could be it. Was she near that memory?’
‘Yes, she was within a few months.’
‘That could be it, but we will need to wait until she wakes. You two can go back in her room, if you want to stay here the rest of the night.’
‘Thank you,’ Harry said, as they both headed to Hermione’s room.
They fell asleep sitting on the couch in Hermione’s room. It was about an hour later Hermione woke up.
‘Harry...Draco...’Hermione said quietly, not sure if they were asleep or just resting their eyes.
Both boys woke up at the sound of her voice. When they saw her awake they went over to her bed.
‘Why am I in the hospital?’ she asked them.
‘You were convulsing, we were worried something was wrong.’ Draco explained, as he sat on the edge of her bed. Harry stood next to him, looking towards Hermione.
‘Is everything okay?’ She asked, her hand flying to her stomach.
‘Everything is fine. They are not sure what happened, but they believe it might be a reaction to your dream. Does that seem possible?’
Hermione closed her eyes, looking down at the blankets.
‘Bellatrix?’ Draco asked, quietly.
Hermione nodded.
‘Hermione, I’m so sorry I didn’t stop it. I should have….’ Draco started, but Hermione interrupted him.
‘No, you couldn’t have done anything. She would have killed me if you tried to save me. Obviously we got away. What happened? I know the chandelier fell.’ Hermione asked them.
‘Dobby is the one who dropped the chandelier,’ Harry started to explain.
‘Dobby?’ Hermione interrupted.
‘Yes, he could apparate in and out of Malfoy Manor. He got Luna, Dean and Mr. Ollivander out of the dungeon. He took them to Shell Cottage, which was where Bill and Fleur were living at the time. He came back, and dropped the chandelier. He managed to apparate me, you, Ron and Griphook out and took us to shell cottage.’ Harry explained.
‘You weren’t able to go with us?’ Hermione asked Draco.
‘No, I made sure Griphook had the sword and I managed to get Bella’s wand and I had Harry attack me to take it and my wand from me so you two had wands and Ron had Peter Pettigrew's wand already.’
‘You gave Harry your wand?’ Hermione asked.
‘Of course, Harry was the most important, he needed a wand. With us being officially bonded, my wand would work as well for him as his own would.’ Draco explained.
‘Oh, I still have my wand from them. How did I get it back?’ She asked.
‘I managed to steal it and I hid it, until after the war.’
‘You didn’t use it?’ Hermione asked.
‘I couldn’t let anyone know I took it. There was so many people in and out of the Manor at that time, Death Eaters and Snatchers, that it was blamed on one of them. My mom gave me hers to use for Hogwarts.’ Draco explained.
A nurse came in and was surprised to see Hermione awake.
‘Mrs. Potter-Malfoy, glad to see you awake. Let me check some vitals and then you should really eat something.’ The nurse waved her wand, and a large dog patronus ran out the door. She faced Hermione and waved her wand again and nodded at the results. She waved her wand again and a tray of food appeared next to Hermione’s bed.
Healer Morgan was suddenly there.
‘How are you feeling?’ she asked Hermione.
‘I feel fine,’ Hermione answered.
‘It’s what we thought it was,’ Draco told the Healer.
She nodded in understanding.
‘Alright then. I want you to eat some food then take yours potions, I would like you to stay here for at least one more dream cycle.’
Hermione nodded.
‘Can I bring her the potion I made?’ Draco asked.
‘Of course, it is working so we don’t want to change it.’ The healer answered.
‘I will go grab it, I’ll be right back.’ Draco said, he leaned over and kissed Hermione. He stood to kiss Harry and then left the room.
‘Take the potion the moment he gets back,’ Healer Morgan told Hermione.
‘Won’t that put me straight to sleep?’ Hermione asked, looking put out.
‘Yes, but the more you sleep the more you dream,’ the healer answered, simply.
‘Alright,’ Hermione said, understanding she needed to do this.
‘Now eat, I’ll be back later to check on you,’ she said, then her and the nurse left.
Hermione began eating the soup, but she couldn't stomach much more than that.
‘They did a nutrition spell not long ago, so you're probably not that hungry,’ Harry explained.
Draco was back within ten minutes. Hermione took the potions he handed her.
‘You two don’t need to stay here and watch me sleep. Go home and sleep in our bed. You both look exhausted.’
After a few minutes of arguing, they finally agreed because they could tell Hermione was keeping herself up because they were there.
After they left the room, with a promise to be back in a few hours, Hermione quickly fell asleep.
~*~The sounds of the battle died the moment they walked into the Room of Requirement and the door shut behind them.
‘And he never realized anyone could get in?’ said Ron, his voice echoing in the silence.
‘He thought he was the only one,’ said Harry. ‘Too bad for him I’ve had to hide stuff in my time . . . this way,’ he added. ‘I think it’s down here. . . .’
They sped off up adjacent aisles; Hermione could hear the others’ footsteps echoing through the towering piles of junk, of bottles, hats, crates, chairs, books, weapons, broomsticks, bats. Then she felt a strong pull, she had been used to feeling the pull, but it was suddenly very strong and coming from behind her. She turned around.
‘Draco,’ she said in a whispered voice.
‘Crabbe and Goyle are here, they followed Harry,’ Draco said quietly, as he got close to her.
She understood, they were not alone and the war was literally going down around them.
‘Go with them, I’ll get Ron and we’ll get to Harry.’ Hermione said, still keeping her voice low.
Draco nodded and looked around. He quickly kissed her and just as quickly ran the other direction.
Hermione quickly went to find Ron. She heard Draco confronting Harry. She couldn’t tell what they were saying, but she groaned when she suddenly heard Ron.
‘Harry?’ Ron’s voice echoed. ‘Are you talking to someone?’
Hermione screamed when she heard someone yell, ‘Descendo!’ and everything around her began to shake.
‘Ron!’ Harry bellowed. Hermione worried what happened to Ron, but had to concentrate on the stacks of items falling around her. She put up a shield charm and she heard Harry yell, ’Finite!’ and everything steadied.
‘No!’ shouted Draco, ‘If you wreck the room you might bury this diadem thing!’
‘What’s that matter?’ said Crabbe, tugging himself free. ‘It’s Potter the Dark Lord wants, who cares about a die-dum?’
‘Potter came in here to get it,’ said Draco with ill-disguised impatience, ‘so that must mean –’
’Must mean?’ Crabbe with undisguised ferocity. ‘Who cares what you think? I don’t take your orders no more, Draco. You an’ your dad are finished.’
Hermione listened, as she tried to find Ron.
‘Harry? shouted Ron again, from the other side of the junk wall. ‘What’s going on?’
Hermione sighed in relief at hearing Ron’s voice.
‘Harry?’ mimicked Crabbe. ‘What’s going on – no, Potter! Crucio!’
Hermione immediately gave up looking for Ron and ran towards Harry. She didn’t realize Draco didn’t have control of Crabbe and Goyle anymore.
‘STOP!’ Malfoy shouted, his voice echoing through the enormous room. ‘The Dark Lord wants him alive –’
‘So? I’m not killing him, am I?’ yelled Crabbe, ‘But if I can, I will, the Dark Lord wants him dead anyway, what’s the diff – ?’
Hermione ran around the corner and shot a Stunning Spell straight at Crabbe’s head. It only missed because Goyle pulled him out of the way.
‘It’s that Mudblood! Avada Kedavra!’
Hermione dived aside and Harry shot a Stunning Spell at Crabbe, who lurched out of the way, knocking Draco’s wand out of his hand; it rolled out of sight beneath a mountain of broken furniture and bones.
‘Don’t kill him! DON’T KILL HIM!’ Malfoy yelled at Crabbe and Goyle, who were both aiming at Harry: Their split second’s hesitation was all Harry needed.
‘Expelliarmus!’
Goyle’s wand flew out of his hand and disappeared into the pile of junk next to him, Goyle leapt foolishly on the spot, trying to retrieve it.
Draco jumped out of the way. He looked between Harry and Hermione with his hands up for a moment. Hermione understood he was letting them know he had no wand. Hermione’s sent second Stunning Spell at Crabbe just as Ron, appearing suddenly at the end of the aisle, shot a full Body-Bind Curse at Crabbe, both narrowly missed.
Crabbe wheeled around and screamed, ‘Avada Kedavra!’ again. Ron leapt out of sight to avoid the jet of green light. Hermione ran toward them, heading for where the tiara had fallen, managing to hit Goyle with a Stunning Spell as she went by.
‘It’s somewhere here!’ Harry yelled at her, pointing at the pile of junk into which the old tiara had fallen. ‘Look for it while I go and help R –’
HARRY!’ She screamed, seeing both Ron and Crabbe running as hard as they could up the aisle toward them.
‘Like it hot, scum?’ roared Crabbe as he ran.
But he seemed to have no control over what he had done. Flames of abnormal size were pursuing them, licking up the sides of the junk bulwarks, which were crumbling to soot at their touch. Hermione realized it was a magical fire.
‘Aguamenti!’ Harry bawled, but the jet of water that soared from the tip of his wand evaporated in the air.
RUN!’
Hermione saw Draco grab the Stunned Goyle and dragged him along; Crabbe outstripped all of them, now looking terrified; Harry, Ron, and Hermione pelted along in his wake, and the fire pursued them.
As they turned a corner the flames chased them as though they were alive, sentient, intent upon killing them. Now the fire was mutating, forming a gigantic pack of fiery beasts: Flaming serpents, chimaeras, and dragons rose and fell and rose again, and the detritus of centuries on which they were feeding was thrown up into the air into their fanged mouths, tossed high on clawed feet, before being consumed by the inferno.
Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle had vanished from view: Harry, Ron and Hermione stopped dead; the fiery monsters were circling them, drawing closer and closer, claws and horns and tails lashed, and the heat was solid as a wall around them.
‘What can we do? ‘Hermione screamed over the deafening roars of the fire, she could feel Draco and Harry’s panic inside her. She knew Draco was trapped just like they were. ‘What can we do?’
‘Here!’
Harry seized a pair of heavy-looking broomsticks from the nearest pile of junk and threw one to Ron, who pulled Hermione into it behind him. Harry swung his leg over the second broom and, with hard kicks to the ground, they soared up in the air, missing by feet the horned beak of a flaming raptor that snapped its jaws at them. The smoke and heat were becoming overwhelming: Below them the cursed fire was consuming the contraband of generations of hunted students. Hermione searched for Draco. She knew he was still alive in there somewhere. She could feel his panic. She watched Harry flying low searching. She knew he could feel Draco’s panic as well.
‘Harry, let’s get out, let’s get out!’ bellowed Ron, though it was impossible to see where the door was through the black smoke. Hermione squeezed Ron, they couldn't leave Draco to this fate.
Finally, they spotted them. Draco, with his arms around the unconscious Goyle, the pair of them perched on a fragile tower of charred desks, and Harry dived. Hermione watched as Draco lifted his hand towards Harry, but their grip slipped, Goyle was too heavy.
‘IF WE DIE FOR THEM, I’LL KILL YOU, HARRY!’ roared Ron’s voice, and, as a great flaming chimaera bore down upon them, he and Hermione dragged Goyle onto their broom and rose, rolling and pitching, into the air once more as Draco clambered up behind Harry.
Ron, Hermione, and Goyle sped through the billowing black smoke, hardly able to breathe: and all around them the last few objects unburned by the devouring flames were flung into the air. Hermione kept looking for Harry and Draco, but couldn’t see them with the black smoke. She knew they were still alive she could feel them not far from them. She had to trust they were great fliers and between the two of them, they would make it.
They landed with a crash in the clear hallway. They all fell off the broom, choking. Goyle was completely unconscious but he was breathing. Ron and her watched as Harry and Draco flew out of the room crashing into the wall.
Draco fell off the broom and lay face down, gasping, coughing, and retching. Harry rolled over and sat up next to him. They watched as the door to the Room of Requirement vanish. Ron and Hermione sat panting on the floor beside the unconscious Goyle.
Hermione looked at Ron and made sure he was okay, before looking over at Draco and Harry. Draco sat up and stared at Harry. Hermione smiled, they made it.
‘You always said when the day came you would stand by me, well the day is here.’ Harry said, seriously at Draco.
Hermione watched, waiting for Draco’s answer. Ron looked over at them confused.
‘Of course I’m by you,’ Draco said, still breathing heavily.
Harry reached for Draco and roughly pulled on Draco’s hair to bring him closer to kiss. Hermione watched with a smile. Ron looked at her, disgust on his face.
‘Bloody Hell!’ He yelled.
‘It’s okay, Ron,’ Hermione said, gently.
She stood up, as Harry and Draco were also getting up. She quickly went to them, and they all held on to each other
‘Seriously what the hell?!’ Ron yelled at them.
‘I know you know about Harry and I, but Ron, it’s really the three of us. Harry, Draco and I are a bonded triad, but we’ve been together since last year.’ Hermione explained, leaning against Draco.
‘Bonded triad? With Malfoy?!’
‘Yes, Ron.’ Harry said calmly, holding Draco’s hand in his.
Ron stared at them for a moment, then his face started calming.
‘Is that with the blue lights and weird magical connection?’ Ron asked, sheepishly.
‘Yes,’ Hermione said, confused by Ron’s calmness.
‘Alright then, what’s next?’ Ron said.
‘Ron?’
‘Hermione, there is a war going on. Let’s talk when it’s over,’ Ron said,
‘Ron?’ Harry repeated for Hermione.
‘Fine, when I saw Lavender when we got here it happened to us,’ Ron explained.
‘It only happens to triads,’ Hermione stated.
‘I know. It happened to Lavender and I...and ...Parvati...’ Ron said, face turning red. ‘But we agreed to ignore it until the war is over, so can we get to it.’
Harry and Hermione smiled at him, then Harry looked around.
‘Where’s Ginny?’ he said sharply. ‘She was here. She was supposed to be going back into the Room of Requirement.’
‘Blimey, d’you reckon it’ll still work after that fire?’ asked Ron, but he finally got to his feet, rubbing his chest and looking left and right. ‘Shall we split up and look – ?’
‘No,’ said Hermione. ‘Let’s stick together. I say we go – Harry, what’s that on your arm?’
‘What? Oh yeah –’
He pulled the diadem from his wrist and held it up. It was blackened with soot, and a blood like substance, dark and tarry, seemed to be leaking from the diadem. Suddenly it started to vibrate violently, then break apart in Harry’s hands.
‘It must have been Fiendfyre!’ whimpered Hermione, her eyes on the broken piece. She held Draco closer, they are truly luckily they all survived, well Crabbe didn’t, but their Triad did and Ron did. She felt bad for Crabbe, but he was the one who cast it and he was trying to kill him, but she knew Draco had grown you with Crabbe.
‘Sorry?’ Harry said, looking at her.
‘Fiendfyre – cursed fire – it’s one of the substances that destroy Horcruxes, but I would never, ever have dared use it, it’s so dangerous – how did Crabbe know how to –?’
‘Must’ve learned from the Carrows,’ said Harry grimly.
‘He did,’ Draco said, it was the first time he talked since they got out.
‘Shame he wasn’t concentrating when they mentioned how to stop it, really,’ said Ron, whose hair, like Hermione’s, was singed, and whose face was blackened. ‘If he hadn’t tried to kill us all, I’d be quite sorry he was dead.’ Then Ron looked at Draco, ‘Sorry mate.’
Draco just nodded his acknowledgement to Ron.
‘But don’t you realize?’ whispered Hermione. ‘This means, if we can just get the snake –’
‘What do you need the snake for? And why was that tiara worth our lives?’ Draco asked them.
‘Have you heard of a Horcrux before?’ Hermione asked Draco.
‘Yes, they’re used for...’ Draco started and then his eyes went wide with understanding. ‘That’s what the tiara was, his Horcrux?’
‘Yes, one of them. We’ve been hunting them down this year. Only one more left, his snake, then I can go after him. It ends tonight.’ Harry answered Draco.
‘So how do we get to the snake, it’s always with…?.’ Draco started to ask, but then dueling started in the hall.
Harry quickly pushed Draco toward a tapestry that hid a downward staircase. Draco still had Hermione, and pulled her with him. Draco went to a lower stair and kept Hermione a step above him, putting her between him and Ron, who had come in right after them. Harry followed them in, staying toward the top step. They could hear the fighting continue, but Hermione knew they had no time to help.
‘You need to find out where Voldemort is, because he'll have the snake with him, won't he? Do it, Harry--look inside him!’ Hermione commanded him.
‘How…” Draco started, but was shushed by Hermione and Ron.
They watched as Harry nodded, and closed his eyes.
They watched as he was quiet and still for a minute and suddenly with a gasp, Harry opened his eyes.
‘He's in the Shrieking Shack. The snake's with him, it's got some sort of magical protection around it. He's just sent Lucius to find Snape.’
‘You saw my dad?’ Draco asked, staring at Harry in disbelief.
‘Yes, he’s worried for you. He’s trying to convince Voldemort to let him go find you.’ Harry said, giving Draco a weak smile.
‘They know. I told my parents about the bond.’ Draco admitted.
‘What?’ Harry asked.
‘I was sure if they realized I was in a bonded triad with you they would switch sides.’ Draco explained.
‘And?’ Hermione asked.
‘I was right. They’ve been tired of following a madman for a long time. My dad hated he was back. They are just in too deep, they didn’t know how to get out. If you see them though, they will help you. They will know this is the end and they need to switch sides.’
‘I wonder if Voldemort knows your dad is willing to switch, that might be why he is keeping him close.’
‘I need to try to save my parents. With me being gone so long, it’s not going to look good. Harry I know I said I will stay at your side, but my parents...’ Draco said, looking at Harry.
‘You need to go Draco, I understand. I don’t like you being that close to the other side, but I understand.’ Harry went down a few steps to reach Draco. He put a hand on Draco’s cheek and kissed him. Hermione saw Ron make a face out of the corner of her eye.
‘Be careful,’ Hermione said, as she hugged and kissed Draco as well.
‘Here, take your wand back,’ Harry said, handing Draco the wand that he stole at Malfoy Manor.
Draco refused.
‘One, it would look weird if I got my wand back, when they all know you have it. Two, it’s more important for you to have a wand. Give it back to me after the war, I’ll try to nick one from someone else.’
Draco kissed them each one more time, and headed down the stairs.
‘Alright, let’s end this quickly. Shrieking Shack,’ Harry said.
‘Voldemort's sitting in the shrieking Shack, he's not--he's not even fighting?’ Hermione said in disbelief.
‘He doesn't think he needs to fight,’ said Harry. ‘He thinks I'm going to go to him.’
‘But why?’
‘He knows I'm after Horcruxes--he's keeping Nagini close beside him--obviously I'm going to have to go to him to get near the thing--’
‘Right,’ said Ron, squaring his shoulders. ‘So you can't go, that's what he wants, what he's expecting. You stay here and look after Hermione, and I'll go and get it--’
Harry cut across Ron. ‘You two stay here, I'll go under the Cloak and I'll be back as soon as I--’
‘No,’ said Hermione, ‘it makes much more sense if I take the Cloak and--’
‘Don't even think about it,’ Ron snarled at her. Before Hermione could get farther than ‘Ron, I'm just as capable --’ the tapestry at the top of the staircase on which they stood was ripped open.
‘POTTER!’ Two masked Death Eaters stood there, but even before their wands were fully raised, Hermione shouted ‘Glisseo!’
The stairs beneath their feet flattened into a chute and she, Harry, and Ron hurtled down it, unable to control their speed but so fast that the Death Eaters' Stunning Spells flew far over their heads. They shot through the concealing tapestry at the bottom and spun onto the floor, hitting the opposite wall.
‘Duro!’ cried Hermione, pointing her wand at the tapestry, and there were two loud, sickening crunches as the tapestry turned to stone and the Death Eaters pursuing them crumpled against it.
‘Get back!’ shouted Ron, and he, Harry, and Hermione hurled themselves against a door as a herd of galloping desks thundered past, shepherd by a sprinting Professor McGonagall. She appeared not to notice them. Her hair had come down and there was a gash on her cheek. As she turned the corner, they heard her scream, ‘CHARGE!’
‘Harry, you get the Cloak on,’ said Hermione. ‘Never mind us--’
But he threw it over all three of them. She huffed but figured with all the commotion no one would notice their feet. They ran as fast as they could toward the entrance hall. There were people fighting everywhere. They were almost caught one, but Parvati had body binded the Death Eater, though she didn’t know who she was helping. When they made it to the top of the marble staircase into the entrance hall they saw Draco.
‘I'm Draco Malfoy, I'm Draco, I'm on your side!’ Draco was on the upper landing, pleading with masked Death Eater. Harry Stunned the Death Eater as they passed. Malfoy looked around, for his savior. Hermione could tell that Draco quickly understood, as he could feel they were near.
Suddenly, the heavy wooden front doors burst open, and more of the gigantic spiders forced their way into the front hall. Screams of terror rent the air: the fighters scattered, Death Eaters and Hogwartians alike, and red and green jets of light flew into the midst of the oncoming monsters, which shuddered and reared, more terrifying than ever.~*~

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