Tales of Tragic Ends | By : RavieSnake Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 6133 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Warning: violence, MCD
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Enough
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“Stop it! Stop!” Hermione shrieked, stomping her feet.
Draco and Ron paid her no heed as they continued to fight. They growled and grunted as they scuffled rather violently in Hermione’s front hallway. Ron’s bottom lip was already split. Draco’s knuckles were bleeding.
“Fucking Death Eater!” Ron spat venomously, struggling and clawing as Draco pulled him into a chokehold.
“You worthless piece of fuck,” Draco snarled right back, tightening his hold. “Fucking leave her alone! She left you for a reason!”
Ron growled loudly and threw his head back hard. The back of his head connected with Draco’s face and the blond released him to stumble backwards with the force.
“Stop it!” Hermione screamed again as Draco cupped his now profusely bleeding nose and tried to regain his bearings.
“You don’t deserve her,” Ron said, his lip curling back in a hateful sneer as he rubbed at his neck. “You just sat there as your batshit crazy aunt tortured her! Fucking coward.”
“That’s enough!” Hermione snapped, stepping up and swiveling her head to glare at each of them. “Enough!”
Draco sniffed at the blood dripping down his face and let out a mirthless, sarcastic chuckle. “Say what you want, Weaselbee,” he taunted, “but coward or not, I’m the one she chose….and there’s no going back now…”
“Draco,” Hermione hissed in warning. He grinned, wiping at his nose.
“How’s it feel…knowing that it’s my heir in there?” he inquired of Ron, pointing at Hermione’s middle.
Ron’s eyebrows shot up in shock. “Your heir…?” he mouthed silently before turning wide, betrayed eyes on Hermione. She instinctively grabbed a hand to her lower abdomen with a guilty look, and Ron nearly shook with rage as he returned his attention to Draco.
“I’ll kill you,” he said before suddenly charging at him. “I’ll fucking kill you!”
They connected again in a flurry of flying fists and pained grunts and expletives.
Hermione tugged at her hair in exasperation. “Enough! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!”
Draco managed to land a rather brutal punch to Ron’s ribs and Ron fell back with a wheeze.
“Had enou-” Draco started to jeer, but Ron lunged and slammed back into him so hard that they both crashed into the basement door behind them. The door gave under the force and Hermione screamed as both men began to tumble forward.
Both of their arms flailed almost comically as they attempted to stop themselves from falling. Ron managed to grab hold of the door jamb –halting him at the top of the stairs- but Draco kept going.
The loud, sickly sound of flesh and bone connecting repeatedly with wood echoed through the hall. When silence fell a second later after a final thud, time seemed to stop as Hermione and Ron stood, frozen in horrified shock.
Ron blinked down into the darkness of the basement and slowly turned his terrified, ashen face to Hermione.
“No…” she whispered, shaking her head before darting to the stairs. She immediately flipped on the basement light and then let out a distressed wail at the sight of Draco’s motionless, heaped body at the foot of the stairs. “Draco!”
She pushed past Ron and hurried down the steps. She knelt down at Draco’s side and gingerly reached forward to set a hand to his shoulder. The action caused his crumpled form to fall onto its side to reveal a very obviously broken neck.
Hermione let out a heart wrenching sob as she looked into the blank, dead eyes of her lover and then fell over him.
“Draco,” she blubbered, hugging her arms desperately around him, "Draco, Draco, Draco.”
Ron still stood in the basement doorway and gaped down at the scene in abject horror. “I…I didn’t…I didn’t mean…” he stammered fearfully.
“You killed him,” Hermione choked out as she continued to sob. “You killed him.”
Ron fell to his knees and doubled over to dry heave.
“You killed him,” Hermione repeated miserably. “You killed him.”
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