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Blood Ties	By : christineyoung Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 62592 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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A/N: So, we get some questions answered in this chappie. Finally! I wasn't even going to ever reveal who Draco's maker was, but so many of you have asked that I felt that I needed to deliver.

Chapter 26

Weeks passed and Hermione settled into a comfortable routine. She attended her classes during the week and on the weekend, Draco and her left the castle. Whether they went on a mission for Dumbledore or if they just traveled, they stayed gone for the weekend. Even if they had a mission, it was usually just gathering intelligence so it didn't take they entire weekend.

Draco showed her the world. They traveled to Italy, France, Germany, and Egypt. He took her everywhere that he had ever been with his parents. They spent time getting to know each other better. She learned that Snape had been the one to turn him into a vampire. He had done it after Voldemort had cursed him nearly to death during the summer before fifth year as a punishment to Lucius for failing to find him and get him back into a body. She learned that Draco would have died if Snape had not have acted.

"I didn't know that Professor Snape was a vampire," she admitted. "How come he doesn't smell like one?"

Draco walked with her through the streets of Venice. "It's his special ability," he explained. "He can cloak himself. He can mask his smell, disappear at will, and disguise his appearance. Dead useful considering his role as double spy."

"Do you have a special ability?" she asked curiously. He had never really talked about himself or his maker. Did that make Snape her grand-maker? Like as in grandpa?

Draco nodded as he led her to a gondola. "I can fly," he whispered.

She pursed her lips. "Like on a broomstick? That's hardly special," she chastised.

He laughed and pulled her back against his chest as the boatman pushed away from the wall. "No," he murmured into her ear. "I can fly without a broomstick. It's like your muggle superman."

"What do you know of superman?" she teased.

She felt him shrug his shoulders, "I went through a rebellious phase. I had Blaise smuggle me muggle comic books."

"So you can fly," she mused. "Very useful."

"Cheeky vampire witch," he growled quietly. "I'll admit that it's not as useful as your gift but it's something. Not every vampire has an extra ability."

She hummed in agreement shocked that he'd admitted that her ability was better than his. But then, she found that Draco wasn't exactly what she thought he was either. He was more than the cold-hearted bully that he portrayed at school. He was multifaceted, and a lesson in contradictions. If she was being entirely truthful with herself, she didn't hate him or resent him for trapping her into the life she now led. He'd actually opened up new opportunities for her. The only thing that she really wished was different was her relationship with her friends.

Things had calmed down at Hogwart's and they were no longer everyone's focal point. Well, everyone except for Ron. But she secretly agreed with Draco. He was jealous. But she'd completely written him off. He hadn't made any overtures of trying to repair their relationship. And she'd be damned if she kowtowed to him and apologized. She hadn't done anything wrong.

She was also looking forward to the end of school. She couldn't wait until she could tell Harry everything. It was a weight upon her shoulders. She knew she would feel better if she could confide in someone. She was just worried about his reaction. She had lied to him initially. But Harry was kind and a good friend. He wouldn't abandon her even if he was angry.

She had been researching diligently for answer to the horcrux problem. She wouldn't let Harry die. She wouldn't let him be the sacrificial lamb. She would give him her blood if she had to. He wouldn't be alive as a mortal any longer but her wouldn't be dead either.

She just wasn't sure what he would think when she offered him such a thing. But there would be time for speculation later. That was an absolute last resort, something that she would do if she could find no other solution.

In April, she retrieved the diadem horcrux from the Room of Hidden Things and handed it over to Dumbledore. They watched in silence as Dumbledore struck it with the Sword of Gryffindor. She was terrified to see a black shadowy mist rise from the damaged object, shrieking terribly before it disintegrated before their very eyes.

She trembled beside Draco. That thing had been evil to the core. She could still feel the heaviness in the air around them. Draco put an arm around her, trying to comfort her.

Dumbledore sighed wearily and placed the diadem in his desk alongside the diary and ring. "Not very pleasant, is it?" he asked somberly as he sat in his chair.

"No," she commented as she leaned against Draco. "That wasn't at all what I expected."

"Horcrux's are made of the nastiest and darkest magic that one can conjure. You have to be exceptionally powerful to even make one," he explained. "It's not something that just anyone can do. The fact that Tom has managed to split his soul seven times is even more astonishing. The wraith that has been left behind is not even human. He has no conscience, no morals, no sense of right and wrong. He is far more dangerous than anyone could have ever anticipated. We must move cautiously. We don't want him to get wind that we are destroying his fail safes. He might just make more."

She nodded somberly. "Where do the pieces of his soul go when we destroy a horcux? Do they return to his body?"

"No," Dumbledore answered. "They are sent beyond the veil. They could never find their way back to him unless he was present as we destroyed the horcrux. Even then, I'm not sure you could mend his soul once it's been torn asunder."

"Do you think he can feel it when we kill a piece of his soul?" Draco asked. "Won't that give us away?"

She watched as Dumbledore sat back in his chair. "I'm not sure, young Draco. Let us hope not. He might be tempted to move his remaining horcruxes to a more secure location. Now, on a much lighter note, we'll be meeting with Harry the last week of May. I'll send an owl when I nail down the date and time."

Hermione nodded and stood. She followed Draco down the stairs and back to the dorm, her thoughts scattered. She was ready to tell Harry. She was ready to lift the weight off her chest. She just wasn't sure if she was ready for his reaction.

End Note: I liked this chapter. What did you think about Snape being Draco's maker? Or Snape's special power? What about Draco's extra power? Leave me some love!
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