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Chapter 07. End of Break.

Hermione
watched as the Gryffindor common room slowly filled itself, soon her friends
would be storming through the portrait and her holidays would be officially
over. It was the first time in her life that she felt disappointed that classes
would start again, she had been having such a nice time with Malfoy, the �just for one night� had mutated to �just for the winter break� and they had
been busy many nights, not all of them in the dungeon secret room, she now knew
Draco�s private room inside Slytherin like her own.

But
it had been far too good to last, well, time to continue with life.

Her
obsession still lived, but it had lost its original intensity. The object of
her desire had been hers in reality, she was content now, but she was starting
to wish they could have more.

Now
that her secret fantasies had been fulfilled, she was curious to see if the
attraction she once felt for Ron would be back, but when she saw her friends
appear in the common room she realized that her feelings for Ron would never
again be more than brotherly. She sighed, already thinking a suitable way for
avoiding the talk with Ron when suddenly they all came running towards her and
she found herself being crushed within several embraces

�Hermione! We missed you! Are you all right?�

�You
weren�t too worried were you? It was awful!�

�How
things were around here? Did Dumbledore say anything about it? I suppose the
order is going to have a lot of work to do. Did he ask for help?�

�W�what?� Hermione was really shocked now; she didn�t
know what the hell they were talking about.

�It
was absolute madness yesterday� Ginny continued �Mom was crying and worried
until Percy flooed her. Dad hadn�t been able to
locate him since the attack happened, and we were all worried!�

�Attack?��
Hermione turned her head around and started to realize that every one in
the room was talking excitedly and fearfully. She looked to her friends�
worried faces, her brain trying to make sense of the news.

�A-attack? When?�

The
three of them looked at her open mouthed.

�You
mean� you didn�t know?� asked Harry.

�Merlin Hermione! Did you spend the entire break in
the library?�

�Shut
up Ron!� said Ginny earnestly �Oh Hermione! You didn�t read the Daily Prophet
yesterday?�

�Well,
no, actually I haven�t read it the entire break.�

�And
you didn�t hear the others talking about it?�

�It
has been pretty quiet around here� and besides, she really hadn�t been paying
attention, she had been in a state of isolation for most of the holidays. She
had registered the fact that there was a little more activity the day before,
but she had assumed it was due to the start of classes. And Malfoy hadn�t said
a word either.

�Well,
you see Hermione? That�s why it�s not good to bury yourself in books all the
time! You lose track of reality!�

�Stop
berating me Ron and tell me what happened!�

They
went into a corner, far away from the rest of the Gryffindors and updated her.
It turned out that two days ago the Ministry of Magic had been attacked, it had
been a night attack, the few people that were still in the building had been already
leaving when the Death Eaters apparated. They brought
the entire building down; it had been fast, when the rest of the Aurors arrived, there had been nothing they could do.

There
weren�t many dead but the Minister of Magic had been one of them and the Weasleys hadn�t known of it until next day. Hermione didn�t
know what to feel when they finished, she was glad that the entire Weasley
family had remained unharmed, but somehow it seemed so distant, so unreal.
Harry was pretty angry, Hermione realized he was saying something and tried to
focus in reality.

� � should have been prepared! I mean, Snape told
the Order that an initiation was being done over Christmas! And with the one on
Halloween Voldemort was bound to do something like
this! To test his new recruits!�

�You
think� You�Know�Who will continue the attacks?� said Ginny fearfully.

�Well,
I think it�s very likely� Hermione found herself
answering �It was a direct attack on the Ministry of Magic, he�s practically
declaring war to the wizarding world.� An idea
suddenly hit her and she looked at them all fearfully. �Oh
God! He could have attacked the train! What if he had decided to do it?�

Ron
and Ginny paled, Harry hugged Hermione, trying to ease her.

�Don�t
worry �Mione, it didn�t happen. We�re safe here,
now.�

Ron
took a seat with them and hugged her too.

�Yes
Hermione, don�t worry.�

�At
least we don�t have any Death Eaters here any more� said Ginny.

�What
do you mean?� asked Hermione.

�Well,
Harry was still angry in the train when we were coming back, and he searched
all of it, looking for Malfoy.�

�What
for Harry?�

�I
wanted to hex him into oblivion Hermione! This surely was the first mission of
the new Death Eaters; surely it was his first kill! I wanted to throw him out
of the train! To turn him out to the authorities as the Death Eater he is!�

�But
Harry��

�Anyway,�
Ron interrupted �he wasn�t in the train; in fact, a good deal of the Slytherins
weren�t there. I suppose that Dumbledore was right, the new Death Eaters won�t
be coming back to Hogwarts. Good riddance if you ask me!�

�But��

�I
hope he gets himself killed!� said Harry �At least we won�t be seeing him
around here anymore!�

�Would you two listen?!� Hermione almost yelled in
exasperation �Malfoy wasn�t on the train because he�s here!�

Her
three friends turned to look at her nearly shocked.

�What?�
was all Ginny could say.

�Hermione,
what are you saying? He�s here?!� asked Harry

�Yes,
he didn�t go home for winter break, he had been here the whole time. Didn�t you
notice he wasn�t in the train when you left?�

�Well�
actually I didn�t even care to see��

Ron
got suddenly red.

�Hermione! You spent the entire break here with him! Merlin!
You were in serious danger all this time! Why didn�t you tell
us or Dumbledore?!�

�Tell
him what Ron? He knew Malfoy was here! I think he was even glad.�

And
come to think about it, Hermione did see the Headmaster a couple of times at
lunch, he had seemed tired and worn, but the twinkle in his eyes somewhat
renewed every time he looked at Slytherin table. The girl had dismissed it
before, but now she believed that Dumbledore was glad that at least one of the
boys that everybody had considered lost could save himself. If he only knew
what Draco had been really planning.

�You
know� Ron continued talking �sometimes I really doubt of Dumbledore�s state of
mind.�

�Oh, Ron!�

�Really, how could he accept a Death Eater into
Hogwarts?!�

�Maybe
because he�s not one� said Hermione angrily.

�Hermione! Don�t start again!� Ron complained �Look, I
know Dumbledore must have his reasons, but Malfoy is too dangerous! We all are
at risk while he�s here!�

�I
really don�t think that�s the case Ron! I think Dumbledore knows what he�s
doing!�

�No
Hermione� Harry intervened �I think Ron�s right, Malfoy is dangerous, even if
he didn�t take the Dark Mark, which I really doubt, it
could all be a set up.�

�Yes!�
said Ron �He�s surely here for a reason! You-Know-Who had probably left him
here in a mission, so he could get into Hogwarts or get Harry killed!�

�Oh
Harry!� said Ginny fearfully �you must be very careful!�

�We�ll
have to watch him closely Harry!� Ron was getting even more excited �If we
discover what his plan is, we can turn him in to Dumbledore, and get him out of
the play!�

�Yes,
we�re going to follow his every move. He�s too vain to wait much longer, he�ll
give away something sooner of later.�

Hermione
was feeling anger rising inside her with every word. How could they not see
that Draco was not like his father? That he was different now? She felt as if
she should say something on his behalf.

�Why?
Why should he be planning something for You-Know-
Who?�

�Hermione?�

�I
mean, why it must be the reason for him to stay here to aid the Death Eaters?
Haven�t you thought that, maybe, he�s here because he doesn�t want to follow
You-Know-Who? If he had taken the Dark Mark, professor Snape would have told
the order.�

Ron
looked at her in disbelief, Ginny looked around feeling uncomfortable and Harry
finally sighed and tried to reason with her.

�Look
Hermione, I know you wish things could be changed, but you know as well as I
that Malfoy doesn�t want to be any different from his father. He shares all the
stupid beliefs of blood superiority and all that crap of muggles
being worthless creatures that don�t deserve to live. As far as I�m concerned
the only reason for him to be here is because he�s ordered to. And about Snape,
I really don�t trust him �Mione.�

�You
have never trusted him Harry, but he�s our spy�

�He
could be a spy for Voldemort! He�s been a Death Eater
before, how can we know he�s not gonna betray us?!
Dumbledore is taking too many risks, and I�m not gonna
let him put in danger the people I care for!�

Hermione
fell silent, she couldn�t really tell them what she knew, much less why she had
that knowledge, they would probably just make it worse, so she opted for
putting them at ease, telling that maybe they were right, and after hearing Ron
congratulating her for having come to her senses she zoned out from the rest of
their conversation, that primarily consisted in what the Order would do now,
all the time thinking that if she hadn�t stopped Malfoy on Halloween he would
be now a dead man, or a killer, which was practically the same to her.

Draco
Malfoy entered the Great Hall surrounded by a few of the Slytherins. He was
back into being the leader of his House again. Many eyes followed him to his
table and he could hear his surname being hissed many times, he smirked and
took his usual seat, not caring in the least about the murderous looks some of
his fellow students were throwing at him. Dumbledore gave a short speech before
dinner appeared, Draco didn�t pay much attention to him; after all, the old
fool was assuring everybody that Hogwarts would not be touched by the Dark
Lord. Yeah, right, the son of a bitch believed that the dark wizard would
ignore the school�s existence? The old bat was talking as if anything they did would
matter and the fools were listening to him! Well, let them have their little
illusion of normality while they were at Hogwarts. He knew very well that the
attack to the Ministry of Magic had been the beginning of the end, from now on,
there would be only waiting.

He
was only half aware of people watching intently at Slytherin table when Dumbledore
finished talking and food finally appeared. He took a look around him, now all
his housemates were sure that he was not a Death Eater, but some were still
dubious of his intentions, it didn�t matter anymore, Slytherin had now only
half of its original population, consisting only of those that didn�t go to the
Dark Lord on Christmas. Draco sighed in disappointment at the loss. How could
they live humiliating themselves before that� man? Powerful as he may be,
Malfoy believed that Slytherins were proud and superior, they shouldn�t be
bowing in front of anyone, not even the most powerful among themselves; they
should be allies not servants!

How
many of them had been at the attack? Surely all that had
survived the initiation test and subsequent rite. He focused again on
his housemates, many had been somewhat relieved to find him in Hogwarts when
they returned, Malfoy could not fathom why.

Crabbe and Goyle had come back, but that was hardly a
surprise, Draco had known that their parents wouldn�t force them to do the
initiation yet; they were in no hurry to present their incompetent children to
the Dark Lord, so both of them were relatively safe over the break.

Zabini
was back, in pretty bad shape but back, and with both arms free of any mark. He
had run away from his home and Malfoy was still wondering how he had managed to
hide. Draco had sent him to the hospital wing when he saw the boy was hardly
walking, and Madam Pomfrey had said he was malnourished but he would be fine in
short time. Malfoy was actually glad that Blaise had decided not to go to the
Dark Lord. He was his friend after all.

Nott
was one of those that didn�t return, Draco wondered idly if he was still alive,
he hoped not, servitude really didn�t suit the boy. Of all the girls in his
year, only Bulstrode was back, he really didn�t miss
Pansy, he was actually happy that she wouldn�t be around to spoil his last
days, but she was very alive. She had sent him a howler just after Christmas,
and it had been one hell of a howler. Fortunately he had received it in his
room, and if not for the fact that Granger hadn�t mentioned anything relating
to it, he would had been sure that the damn thing had been heard everywhere
inside the castle; Parkinson was really angry at him, the howler had even told
him to forget their relationship, he had nearly jumped in happiness at that.

Malfoy
senior hadn�t sent anything, not a single word; that meant he didn�t
acknowledge having a son anymore, that had hurt a little, but Draco was not
going to make it known. His godfather hadn�t talked to him yet, Draco had
avoided him all the winter break, he didn�t want to meet the man�s
disappointment just yet, that would hurt even more than his father�s tacit
disownment. Narcissa had written him, telling him not to leave Hogwarts and to
be careful. He appreciated his mother�s concern, at least she was still talking
to him, but then again, she had never been too fond of Lucius�
ideals, Draco wished he could talk to her once more, but that would put her at
risk and he didn�t want that.

Someone
pulled him out of his thoughts putting a hand on his shoulder and squeezing
slightly, Draco turned to see professor Snape behind him. �Damn!� He wished the Earth would open and swallow him in that
instant, but the potions master took no notice of his student�s surprise.

�Mr.
Malfoy, I didn�t have time to talk with you over the holidays, come see me
tomorrow morning at seven.�

�Yes
sir�

His
godfather retreated again to the main table without another word, Malfoy gave a
sigh of relief and continued his dinner, Crabbe
leaned slightly to him to ask:

�What
is he talking you about?�

�Don�t
know, maybe he�ll ask why I disobeyed my father once more.�

�Are
you going?�

�What
else am I supposed to do Vincent?�

�You
shouldn�t go alone, you know what he is.�

�Don�t
worry, he�s a professor, he can�t kill me�

�Which is a shame� he thought privately. Somehow he
believed that his Godfather was the only one of the Death Eaters that would
kill him fast. His eyes wandered along the other tables, stopping at Gryffindor�s. It seemed the golden trio was back together,
the weasel was doing some kind of joke by the look of it, Granger
didn�t seem so amused.� The girl gave a
quick glance to him and blushed a little, licking her
lips automatically; there was still something of that need for passion in her
eyes.

What
a waste! Even when she had told him that she didn�t feel physically attracted
to any one of her two friends, and frankly seeing Weasley making a fool of
himself he could understand why, she was still deeply attached to them.

Malfoy
sighed, contemplating his life over the holidays, it had been nice, he had have
some of the best sex of his young life, Granger was really sexy and she had
been so willing to try everything he could think of, he hadn�t hurt her again,
they had maintained the illusion of lovers quite finely, the only mention to
their private lives had been her making clear the fact that, no matter what the
rest of the school believed, she was NOT marrying Potter or Weasley; and he
confirming her his preference of death over being a Death Eater. She had asked
him why he didn�t go to Dumbledore and he had answered that since the final
outcome would be the same, it wasn�t worth bothering with, besides, he really
didn�t trust the old wizard. She hadn�t been too happy with the answer, but she
hadn�t press the matter.

After
that neither of them talked about the Dark Lord or her friends anymore.
Instead, they took their time exploring their bodies mutually, learning to
pleasure each others; they even talked a little about school. Granger was a
clever girl, very nice once you got past her know-it-all syndrome. Malfoy
couldn�t help comparing her to his other occasional partners, she was really
good, a fine woman indeed, and definitely much better than Pansy, he smiled
thinking about it. If Parkinson knew, she would surely kill him with her own
hands for daring to compare her with a mudblood!

It
was a shame that Granger won�t have the chance to make a nice wife for whatever
husband she liked. Everyone in the school was practically dead now that the
Dark Lord had decided to start the offensive in the war. Draco looked at the
girl once more, she was rolling her eyes in exasperation at the weasel�s
antics, Malfoy thought that it was preferable to see
her dead than a slave of the Death Eaters, as for her friends�

Weasley
was now trying to eat a piece of chocolate cake and talk at the same time, some
of the chocolate was in his nose and he tried to lick it. Uggg!
What a disgusting display! How on earth did that ridiculous excuse of a wizard
managed to befriend someone as smart as Granger? Gryffindor wasn�t exactly full
of ideal wizards, but surely someone had to be better than that!

Granger
looked at him again somewhat longingly, Malfoy remembered that the last day of
break she had been reluctant to part ways; he hadn�t seen the necessity to stop
seeing each other completely and he had told her so, but she had been dubious
and had wanted to consider things a little more. Draco couldn�t see what was to
be considered, he was far too comfortable with their arrangement, but he now
understood a little more her way of thinking.

This
�relationship� of theirs was no more than a fantasy, when they finished the
term, if they finished it before reality reached Hogwarts, it would be over, he
had absolutely no problems with that, but she had started to become fond of
him, and she didn�t want to grow too attached to him, and quite frankly he
didn�t want that either. She already had the idea that there won�t be another
man in her life, she had told him so one night after he collapsed on her back,
totally spent. Not that life will be awfully long anyway, but she was being
ridiculous. If by some miracle of the Universe they had the chance to continue
with their lives normally, he was sure she will find a suitable man for her, of
course she will never forget Draco Malfoy, how could her? But being totally
negated to have sex with another man was foolish! Granted, he had already
stated that Granger was a nuts case.

All
in all, he had left the decision to her; he had stated that he was willing to
meet her from time to time. No one would find them in the secret room of the
dungeons. Now, thinking things over, Malfoy wasn�t so sure that he wanted this
to continue. He was comfortable with it, but what if Granger got the wrong idea
and start thinking of it as if it was real? What if she deluded herself into
thinking there was something more besides the sex? He had already learned that
she was easily lead to think things about him that
weren�t true. He didn�t want her to believe he could actually feel something
for her. There would never be anything more than a convenient lay between them.

�Why am I thinking over this so
much? It�s all that Gryffindor�s fault!�

Maybe
it would be better to stop it, that way she could continue with her normal life
a little longer with her friends. Laughter reached him from Gryffindor table,
he watched as Weasley tried unsuccessfully to free his own head from the
feathers that had sprouted from it; someone must have made a practical joke of
him. Fool. Malfoy couldn�t blame Granger for wanting something better.

He
finished dinner and stood, walking to the doors with Crabbe and Goyle at his
sides. If Granger decided to stop their meetings it would be for the best,
maybe he�d do it himself before she set her mind. Draco glanced at Gryffindor
table once more, catching Potter with an arm around Granger�s shoulders,
leaning into her ear to tell her something. Malfoy felt as if his temples were
aching, his scowl deepened, automatically willing Potter to take his hands off
her. He shook his head to clear it, and walked decidedly out of the Great Hall.
Yes, it would definitely be for the best if they didn�t meet anymore.
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