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Whispers In The Dark	By : articcat621 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 9629 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Thanks to MrsBates93 for betaing this! I've dropped off the face of the earth for a bit… and I'm so sorry! But I'm back, and hopefully updates will be more frequent! Enjoy!

Chapter 6
It had been almost three weeks since her bonding with Draco and Hermione couldn't help but feel… nervous? She wasn't sure she could even identity how she was feeling. Agitated, worried, confused, sad… it was all there.
And she wasn't her time of the month, so she couldn't blame her jumbled emotions on that either.
Draco hadn't written to her or contacted her in any way and she couldn't help but feel nervous. They weren't friends or anything, but the bond between them was strong, it was enough to make her care.
She had no idea what he had been up to, or if he was even okay. What if something had happened to him and You-Know-Who had found out? What if he was dead and she didn't even know?
Panicking, she sat down on her bed. Closing her eyes, she breathed in and out slowly.
"Calm down Hermione, I'm sure someone would have told you if he had died."
She thought saying the words out loud would make her feel better, but they didn't. No, she just felt worse.
Sighing, she figured a visit to the Headmaster was in order. Maybe he'd be able to shed some light on her conflicting emotions.
Hermione hadn't seen much of anyone over the last few weeks. She would take tea with Professor McGonagall, who had actually told her to call her Minerva when it was just the two of them, every once in a while. Tonks would pop in every few days just to check on her, but that was about it.
The boys had written her letters, but she hadn't responded to them. What was she supposed to say? Hermione doubted they'd be very accepting of her arranged marriage and honestly, it would just distract Harry from what was really important. Her best friend had enough on his mind as it was.
A part of her was tempted to confide in Ginny, seeing as the two of them had started to bond after everything that had happened at the Ministry earlier in the year.
Hermione had always thought Ginny was just her friend's annoying little sister, but after seeing her fight so bravely, Hermione couldn't think of her in the same way. Once she had gotten to know Ginny better, she saw that she was actually a really nice girl and a great friend.
Ginny would understand if Hermione told her about Draco. She wouldn't judge her or hold it against her, although she'd probably be mad at first… that Weasley temper.
Hermione cut her musings short when she realized she was standing outside the Headmaster's office. The gargoyle jumped aside for her, surprising her. She was grateful though, seeing as she didn't know the password.
Climbing the stairs slowly, she heard shouting voices. Walking up to the closed door, she listened quietly.
"Albus, do not ask me to do this!" a voice shouted.
Hermione's eyes widened when she realized that it was Professor Snape.
What could they possibly be fighting about? She wondered.
"Severus, please. You know it will happen regardless of your choice, but please, don't make the boy do it." Professor Dumbledore's voice sounded tired.
What boy? Who was asked to do what? Hermione's thoughts started to race and immediately she worried about Draco. Was he being asked to do something? She couldn't help but feel sick to her stomach at the idea of him being in trouble.
She silently cursed their bond.
Suddenly the door swung open, revealing Hermione. "Hello, Professors," she said awkwardly, knowing that they knew she had heard some of their conversation.
Professor Snape glared at her. Hermione was sure if looks could kill, she'd be dead twenty times over.
"Mrs Malfoy, what can I do for you?" the Headmaster asked, smiling at her.
She shifted uncomfortably, realizing this was the first time anyone had directly called her Mrs Malfoy. Swallowing nervously, she looked up at him. "I was wondering if I could talk to you sir, about the bond."
Professor Dumbledore nodded. "You may go, Severus. Keep me posted."
Professor Snape nodded curtly before exiting the room.
The Headmaster motioned for her to take a seat. "Now what is it you wanted to talk about Mrs Malfoy?"
Hermione took a seat, frowning. "My emotions have been completely out of whack. And I can't help but worry about Draco! I mean, I know we were never amicable before, but I just feel so confused. Do I care for him? Or is this the bond making me worry about him?"
"Ah, there are a few reasons, I believe. First and foremost, pardon the awkwardness, but I know the bond is uncomfortable right now because it hasn't been consummated. That's why you're worrying more than usual. As for your feelings towards Mr Malfoy, I believe it is both a combination of the bond and your personal feelings."
"Both, Professor?" she asked, still feeling a bit confused.
"Yes, both. You see, the bond simply encourages the feelings, it never creates them. So what you feel is genuine, just intensified. Do you understand, Hermione?" he asked, smiling at her.
She nodded. "It's just all so new… I wasn't sure so I thought I'd ask you."
Professor Dumbledore smiled at her, his blue eyes twinkling. "The intensity of it all will fade once Mr Malfoy has returned for the school year."
Hermione gave another nod. It made sense that it would all be easier once Draco was around her.
"Now, Mrs Malfoy, I know you heard part of the conversation Professor Snape and I were having earlier."
Hermione blushed. "I'm sorry, Professor, I didn't mean to eavesdrop."
"No harm done, Mrs Malfoy," he said, reassuring her.
"Is it about Draco?" she asked, her eyes full of worry. Even though she had a feeling that she already knew the answer to her question.
"Yes, Draco has been given a mission, one that will test his very being."
Hermione's eyes widened. What sort of test could her husband possibly have been given?
"Is there anything I can do?"
Professor Dumbledore nodded. "Just be there for him. Talk to him, get him to open up. He's walking a very fine line, one between darkness and light. Hermione, it is imperative that you get him to stay towards the light."
"Yes, Professor," she said nodding. "I'll be there for him."
"Wonderful, Mrs Malfoy, absolutely wonderful. Don't you worry; term starts next week so you'll be reunited soon."
"Professor, should I tell Harry and Ron?"
"The choice is yours, Hermione. They will find out sooner or later, but it is up to you when."
"Okay," she said, nodding.
"Is there anything else?" he asked, peering at her over his half-moon glasses.
She shook her head. "No, I think that's it, thank you, Professor." Hermione said as she stood and made her way towards the exit.
"You're welcome, Mrs Malfoy. We really appreciate what you're doing."
"I haven't really done anything, Professor," Hermione said, pausing by the doorway.
"Not yet, but you will," he mused. "Goodnight, Mrs Malfoy."
Hermione closed the door behind her.
What was that supposed to mean? Why was Dumbledore always so… confusing?She thought to herself.
Hermione decided she'd walk around the castle for a bit. There was practically no one else around so she didn't have to worry about bumping into anyone.
Her thoughts drifted as she walked along the stony corridors.
She still couldn't believe she was married. If Draco was here with her, then she'd probably be able to wrap her mind around it a bit easier, but still, this was just tough. She felt different, but she couldn't really place her finger on how.
Moving towards the Astronomy Tower, she leaned against the railing. Looking out over the grounds, she bit her lip.
She'd have to have sex with Draco.
Hermione knew they would have to seal their bond at some point, but she had really been pushing it to the back of her mind. But after hearing Professor Dumbledore bring it up, she couldn't get the thought out of her mind.
The image of her and Draco wrapped in a passionate embrace kept popping into her mind, despite her efforts to push it away. She knew Draco wouldn't worship her body with passion and love, but her imagination thought he would.
Closing her eyes, she let the wind wash over her face.
When did things get so complicated?
"Hermione?"
Turning, she saw Minerva standing there. "Hello, Minerva."
"I've been looking for you. What are you doing up here?" the older woman asked, moving forward to stand next to Hermione.
"I just needed some time to think," she replied softly. "With everyone coming back to school soon, I wasn't sure if I should tell Harry and Ron."
"Ah," Minerva replied, reaching over to pat Hermione's hand. "Don't worry dear, you'll know what to do when the time comes."
Hermione laughed dryly. "I certainly hope so."
"Why don't we go to my office for some tea?"
"That sounds lovely," Hermione said, smiling.
They made their way towards Minerva's office, Hermione's mind still heavy with thoughts of her husband and friends.
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