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Chapter
9 - Discoveries

Hermione
had given up trying to convince Draco that she was not
in fact a vision and after realising he wouldn’t have her any
other way she stopped trying.

He
would claim that things like invisibility cloaks never worked under
water, or that Hermione wasn’t as strong as his kitten, or that
she didn’t glow the way kitten
did, or that Hermione struggled with wandless magic whereas to his
kitten it came naturally.

She’d
been so enraged by his nonsense. It would take every bit of her
patience not to wring his neck during those times.

Draco
would shower Hermione with loving kisses in the mornings and make mad
love to his kitten at nights, he would even complain about the times
his kitten didn’t show, and of course, he never accepted her
excuses
of having other errands to run; which resulted in him being more
aggressive during their encounters. Not that he ever did anything
that she wouldn’t beg for, or that she didn’t love his
dominant side.

His
behaviour, if possible, was even more
confusing; in the mornings he’d be snarky and cold towards her
and he’d always have a tight expression or a smirk plastered on
his face, whereas at night he’d shower her with affection and
smiles; true
smiles. He would be true with his kitten but always hold himself back
with Hermione. It drove her insane.

But
it was also one of the reasons she stopped trying to convince him
there was no kitten, in a way she feared she’d stop seeing the
real Draco if he knew. It was eating at her conscience, but she
didn’t dare stop him just yet.

This
was plaguing her mind as she walked through one of the hallways when
she spotted him; he was talking with one of the Ravenclaw prefects.

“What
do you want McLead?” Draco asked the girl.

“Not
much, I just heard that you broke up with Parkinson and thought that
you might want to give us a chance now…” She looked at
him with hope shining in her eyes.

“Us?
There never was an ’us’
McLead, I believe it was a onetime thing, and not a good one at
that…”

“It
was my first time Draco, and you know it!”

“Whatever”
he replied and started to walk away

“I
can make it better now, give us a shot, you won’t regret it”

“Just
let it -” go
he was about to say, but the Ravenclaw had pressed her lips to him.
Pushing him against the wall and twining her fingers on his hair; she
was kissing him passionately but slowly as if trying to communicate
something through the kiss.

She
tried to deepen the kiss and it took too long for Hermione to bear
until he finally pushed her away from him gently.

“Just
let it go, Ciara” Draco said with a sad voice.

It
was too much for Hermione; she knew she wasn’t his first, she
knew there had been others but she had always pictured them as
obnoxious brainless chits that had never loved him or gotten to know
him in the least, just like Parkinson. The girl in front of her was
not only sweet and smart, she really liked Draco, and you could tell
there was a history behind this tryst; she had reached Draco, not
just Malfoy.

The
way Draco had let her kiss him and not pushed her right away proved
it, she wasn’t another Pansy; he had openly cared for the
Ravenclaw.

It
was like a narrow knife sliding slowly across her heart, it went
beyond jealousy and envy; they had actually been in a relationship, a
real one. The brave Gryffindor hadn’t been the only one that
Draco had shown his true self, and she could bet that he hadn’t
had to hide McLead neither.

She
felt her heart tighten in her chest, she couldn’t move, though
she wanted to get as far away from the scene as possible. The girl
was about to try to kiss him again and our kitten didn’t think
she could bear it one more time. She started off at a mad run not
really paying attention where she was going. She found herself
running outside the castle, towards the Whomping Willow, through the
secret passageway towards their shack. She thanked the heavens she
didn’t encounter anyone in her way there.

Upon
her arrival she threw herself at the bed they had there, curling
herself into a small ball trying to calm down. She didn’t know
when it happened. She’d always known she couldn’t open
her heart to him and still she knew deep inside she had been his for
a long time now.

How
could she have allowed herself to fall for him? She
should have known better.

*

Draco
had heard the sudden sound of Hermione running around the corner
behind Ciara; he silently cursed the Gryffindor’s timing and
got rid of the girl as fast as he could. When he made sure she was
gone he broke into a mad run too.

He
finally found her in their shack, he could hear her soft whimpers all
the way from the main room at the entrance, he followed the sound to
the room they shared there; she was curled up facing the wall in
front of him. He moved towards the bed and tried to take her in his
arms. When he did, he became confused. Where
was Hermione?

“Kitten?”

Her
crying turned more forceful at his words so he apologised. He took
her in his arms and hugged her close.

“Why
are you crying?” he murmured in her ear as he cuddled her
closer

“I
saw you” she admitted between sniffs.

“So
it was you
all along?”

“Draco,
please don’t-”

“Don’t
cry, Kitten. Why are you so sad?”

She
stifled a cry “Why won’t you believe me, Draco? I can’t
deal with this now” she tried to push him away but he didn’t
let her.

“I’m
falling in love with you” she confessed

“Of
course you are, Kitten; that would just make my fantasy perfect”

“I’m
not a fantasy! Why won’t you believe me?” she was sobbing
harder now. Her desperation and anger towards his denial were getting
the best of her.

Draco
took a deep breath before answering in a slow pained voice: “Because
Hermione won’t fall for me, as much as I want her to, as much
as I love
her now; I know she can’t love me back”

“What?”
She disentangled herself from his grasp. She wanted to look at him
“Draco, do you- Do you love me?”

“Yes
Kitten, I love you” he said looking at her and taking a hold of
her cheeks. “Would you stop crying now? You look so much like
her… it’s heart wrenching”

“Why
do you think I can’t love you back, Draco?”

“Because
of what I did to you” he said lowering his head and lifting her
hands to his lips “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry”
Draco said with grief in his voice.

She
pulled his face up to meet his eyes. “But I do love you,
Draco”.

“Of
course you do, Kitten” Draco answered kissing her nose in a
condescending, yet loving manner, it made her want to cry again
“Draco, Why do you think I’m your kitten and not
Hermione?”

“Because
as much as you look like her, you are different” He touched her
skin “You shine, not all the time but, when you are feeling too
much, like now, I’m sorry you felt threatened by McLead, I
wouldn’t leave you for her, not even if I have to live with an
illusion of you for the rest of my life” he kissed her nose
again.

“How,
how do I look different, Draco”

He
conjured a mirror and lifted it to her face. When his kitten looked
in it she gave a shriek and put a hand on her mouth, she was
horrified. She scurried away from him, trying to get away from the
mirror. She had a terrified look on her face.

Draco
tried to calm her “you are beautiful Kitten, you are like an
angel, my angel” Draco crawled close to her.

“Draco,
my hair! My face! It was glowing! What, what is happening to me?”

“Nothing,
Kitten it will go away once you calm down, you are the most beautiful
thing when you orgasm, you shine all over. I think one of these days
you’ll grow wings and leave me.” Once again, the
Slytherin Prince looked sad and resigned.

“I
what- that’s what you, you were telling the truth… - she
blanched - Does, does it always happen?” she asked in a
trembling voice.

“Well
not always, kitten. At first it just happened when I was inside you
but now you shine almost all the time when you are with me, I always
thought you were too easy to infuriate…” He said trying
to hug her close.

“I’m
sorry I scared you, I shouldn’t have showed you how you look,
but you are the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen. It didn’t
occur to me it would scare you” she was hugging him back;
holding him for dear life.

“Draco,
I need you to do something for me, I, I need you to put a calming
charm on me, I don’t trust my magic right now”

“Nonsense
kitten, it is usually now that you are more powerful than ever, I
swear I can sometimes see you float when you are coming” he
chuckled.

“Draco,
please” she said in an even more terrified voice…

“Ok
kitten, I’ll give it a try…” He retrieved his wand
and casted the spell, it shined on her and made her glow even more
for a moment until her skin seemed to absorb it.

“How
are you feeling?”

“It
didn’t work” she gulped

“How
do you know? You didn’t notice when you shined before.”

“Because
I’m still scared shitless!! And the spell was supposed to calm
me down...”

“Come
here, It will wear off, trust me, just lay down and it will come
off.” He tried to reassure her, cuddling her in his arms.

“Draco,
what’s happening to me?” she asked quietly

“Nothing,
it’s alright kitten, it will wear off” he said kissing
her temple.

She
gathered all the courage she could master and forced herself to
speak: “Draco I need you to do something for me”

“What
kitten?”

“I
want you to go and get Harry”

“What?
Why would I do that? It’s not like he’d see you.”

She
disentangled herself from his arms and looked at him directly in the
eyes “Because I need you to believe me, I am Hermione, Draco,
I’m real, I’m not a vision, not a fantasy; I’m
real”

“Oh,
not that again, we’ve been over that a thousand times. I
thought I just proved it. Kitten, look; you love me, right? Well, how
do you think is possible for her to love me. After all I did to her…
think”

“But
I do love you, Draco!” she yelled trying to cover a sob; she
took a deep breath trying to calm herself “ok, you want me to
stop right? I won’t bring the subject up again, ever, if you
bring him, if he doesn’t see me, like you think he won’t;
I won’t bother you about the subject ever again. I will come to
you every time you wish… just… please, Draco…
bring him.”

*

“Malfoy,
why are we walking towards the Whomping Willow?” Harry said in
an irritated voice “There’s no one around now, can’t
we talk here?”

“Not
until we get there, Potter. Shut up already”

“Ferret”

“Git”

They
didn’t speak much more until they reached the shack; Hermione
was a bundle of nerves waiting for them at the entrance, pacing madly
until she saw them.

Draco
came through first.

“We’re
here, happy now?” he said looking at her.

“Happy
is not what I’d use to describe myself around you, Malfoy, you
better have a good – Hermione! What happened to you?! ”
Harry cried as he reached the entrance too.

She
felt she could pass out with relief “Oh, Harry!”

“What
did you do to her, ferret?!” Harry turned to Draco who was
looking at him with shock plastered on his face.

“Now
do you believe me?” asked Hermione hopeful from behind.

Harry
launched himself towards Draco taking him by surprise “What the
fuck did you do to her Malfoy!” he said as he tried another hit
at the still unmoving boy.

“Harry
no!” Hermione ran to them and pushed Harry out of the way. What
happened next startled them all. Harry was hurled into the opposite
corner with a clear burned print of her hand where she had touched
him.

Hermione
crawled back, horrified at what she had done as Draco slowly
recovered from his shock. Slowly realising what had happened he tried
to come up to Hermione but the more he tried to the more she’d
get away.

“Don’t
touch me!” she yelled horrified.

Harry
misunderstood the scene and stood up trying to go for Malfoy again as
he drew near, Hermione yelled at him to stop.

“It’s
ok, Hermione, just relax. I believe you ok? Let me get close”
Once again, Draco tried to get closer but she only distanced further.

“Don’t,
get away!” she shouted.

“Don’t
you dare get any closer, Malfoy! It’s ok, Hermione, Whatever
he did, we can solve it. Dumbledore will know what to do… just
calm down. We’ll go to him and-”

“NO!
Don’t touch me Harry look at what I did to your shoulder!”

“It’s
ok, Mione, I know you didn’t mean to…”

“But-”

“Hermione,
look at me. You won’t hurt me. You never have. I would be
scalded up to my bits now, wouldn’t I? Literally...”
Draco said, taking a step closer. Harry just ignored his last
comment.

“You
don’t know that! Look at what I did to Harry!”

Draco
took the fragment of a second when she turned to Potter to close the
gap between them and take her in his arms.

She
yelped first but he made her look at him “You are not burning
me! You won’t! Calm down Hermione and it will go away…”

Harry
strolled towards her and tried to take a hold of her hand only to be
scalded again releasing an unexpected hiss of pain.

“Harry!”
Hermione turned trying to disentangle from Draco’s grasp.

“Potter
get a grip, you are not helping things!”

“Harry,
are you ok?” Hermione tried harder to free herself.

“Yes,
Mione I’m just fine, don’t worry.” Harry said
shooting glares at Draco.

Draco
felt her body relax a bit and took the chance to take her towards the
sofa “Potter’s fine, I’m sure he’s taken
worst, he’ll get over it, take a seat now, we need to work on
your temper” he made her look at him until she nodded.

“Potter,
take a seat. I think this is going to take a while”

Harry
sat in the opposite armchair, still looking at Hermione he said
“What’s going on, Malfoy?”

Draco
was crouched at the foot of the couch facing Hermione; his hands were
stroking her arms in a soothing manner, his eyes never leaving hers,
not even as he spoke.

“She’s
been changing for a while now; I thought I was imagining things but-
She didn’t know she was doing it until today. It’s
become more frequent now; it seems to happen each time she loses
control over her emotions. I’ve tried calming charms but every
spell I use doesn’t work on her.”

“For
how long have you known?”

“I
just realised today, I told you Potter; I thought I was imagining it”

“How
thick can you be, Malfoy?! How can you let something like this happen
right in front of your eyes, Malfoy! Jesus! She could still be sick
from the curse! How can you let something like that just go by as a
passing delusion?! She could be in danger!”

“I
know, Potter” Draco sneered lowering his head.

“I’m
fine, Harry”

“You
don’t know that. We should go to Madam Pomfrey, she should have
a look at you”

“And
we will, once she calms down enough. We can’t let anyone see
her like this”

Hermione
lifted his face to hers again “I’ll be fine, I promise”

“Don’t
make promises you don’t know you’ll be able to keep,
Granger”

“I
will” she said “It’s not your fault”

He
gave a bitter laugh and looked away from her.

“The
hell is not” snorted Harry, earning a reproachful look from his
friend.

Hermione
tried again “Draco, look at me. I love you”

“But
why? How? After all I’ve-” she put a silencing finger on
his lips.

“I
do, I just do” she lowered her face to kiss him. Casting her
lips to his in a slow motion, she covered his neck with her hands,
hugging him close, returning his maddening kisses to him.

All
in front of a very aghast looking Harry, who was rubbing his temples
mumbling something along the lines of “didn’t need to see
that...”

*

“What
are you three dong here so late? What happened to your shoulder
Potter?” asked Madam Pomfrey as she let them inside the
infirmary room.

“It’s
Hermione; she might be suffering some after-effect of the curse. We
don’t know what’s going on”

“Miss
Granger? Could you elaborate in your symptoms, I remember having you
here for a week after your miraculous
recovery
just to rule out any false alarm…”

“Well,
I don’t know. It’s just that, I’ve been
experiencing some kind of, change, I don’t really know how to
control it, I
was the one that did that to Harry. I just touched him, I didn’t
mean to, and suddenly he was flattened against a wall, I don’t
know what’s happening to me but I, I’d feel better if you
checked on him first, please” she said it all really fast
earning a groan from the two boys standing next to her.

They
had to wait almost an hour until Hermione recovered her natural
traits. Once calmed she was able to identify the exhaustion that took
over her body. She had always blamed it on post coital bliss. Feeling
so drained that all she wanted was to sleep…

“Very
well, lie down, both of you, and I don’t want to hear any
complains, Potter!”

They
took a bed each, while Madam Pomfrey was running spells through
Hermione that apparently didn’t show any strange sign at all,
and applied some salves to Harry’s arm letting some bandages
envelope his injuries. It doesn’t seem to be anything wrong
with you Miss Granger, although I’d like to see you again
tomorrow Mr. Potter I’d like to check on those burns you’ve
got there, are you sure there wasn’t any dark magic involved?”
Madam Pomfrey asked suspicious…

“What?!”
was the clear response from Harry and Draco.

“No,
there wasn’t any dark magic involved!”

“Potter’s
fine, it’s her you should be worrying about, not the forsaken
boy-who-lived, woman!”

They
both yelled at the same time. Not seeing the shudder that ran through
Hermione at the nurse’s words…

“I
believe I know how to do my job, and I just saw you two touch and
nothing
happened, it’s obvious your burn was caused by something else,
Mr. Potter!”

Draco
strode over to Hermione’s bed and plastered his lips on hers,
earning a gasp from her that turned slowly into a low moan from her
lips as she reached out to him.

He
didn’t stop until he heard the appalled gasp from the nurse and
the exasperated groan from Potter.

“We
need to inform Dumbledore” said Madam Pomfrey in shock, not
taking her eyes away from the shining girl in front of her, who
didn’t seem to be able to meet her eyes.

She
recovered after a few seconds and fled the room ordering them to stay
put until she came back.

“I
can’t believe you did that!” Hermione said appalled. Her
cheeks still flushed.

“An
hour thrown down the bin, Malfoy!”

“You
could have warned me, Draco!”

Malfoy’s
plastered smirk didn’t leave his face as he looked out the
window waiting for the nurse to come back, a million thoughts running
through his head and none of them reflecting the smirk he portrayed.

*

“What
are the results Severus?” said Dumbledore while Madam Pomfrey
still tended to Harry’s new injury, she’d arrived at the
infirmary with Professor Dumbledore and Snape in tow, the latter had
run some spells and tried administering some potions to the girl,
after a while he deliberately brushed Hermione’s hand against
Potter’s chest causing him another burn. Then he took some
samples of the wound and ran some more spells over both students.

Madam
Pomfrey was still glaring at Snape as he answered.

“So
far she’s just a danger to Potter which validates your
suspicions on the cause, but none of the spells or potions I
administered are having any effect on her. They all reflect that
nothing has happened, which I think means they just flow through her
and are not really working
on her. I’ll try to run some more tests when she goes back to
her normal state but I cannot promise anything.”

“I
did that already Severus the results are the same…”

“But
you didn’t administer any potions” Snape said through his
teeth.

Dumbledore
ignored them; he approached the girl, who was looking at Harry as if
she’d just killed him.

“Is
there anything you want to share with us, Miss Granger?”

Hermione
lowered her gaze “No Professor, I don’t know how it
happened. I should have realised something was going on sooner, but
I was too distracted, I...” Dumbledore touched her shoulder in
a supporting manner

“It’s
ok, Miss Granger, it’s not your fault, you are as much a victim
as is Harry here, and we don’t want you thinking otherwise.
That’s exactly what whoever caused this intended” That
seemed to fuel some determination into Hermione, who nodded her head
in understanding.

“Thank
you Professor”

Draco
was standing in a corner watching the procedures in silence, he was
about to leave the room when Dumbledore and Snape approached him.

“Could
we have a word with you in private, Mr. Malfoy?”

Draco
assented and followed them through, not turning to look at the girl
whose gaze didn’t leave him as he exited the infirmary.

*

“We
understand you were involved in Miss Granger’s recovery, Mr.
Malfoy…”

Draco
didn’t answer just stared at Dumbledore, waiting for him to
continue.

“You
understand that we need to know how and what means you used to
procure said recovery” Dumbledore said looking at him from the
rim of his spectacles.

Snape
chose that moment to intervene “I know you care about the girl,
Draco, I don’t know how it came to happen but it’s
obvious enough to anyone who looks at you, I’ve caught all the
glances you throw her way and I don’t doubt not only the
downfall but also the swift upheaval of your grades have to do with
her as well. It might not appear so to your peers but it has become
blatant enough for those who care about you”.

“I
was tricked, wasn’t I?” Draco answered in an even voice.

“We
don’t know that yet, but you’ve certainly lowered your
defences when it comes to her.”

“It’s
in my room, I saved some of the antidote there, I’ll go
retrieve it as soon as I leave.”

“Just
tell me where it is Draco; I believe it will be faster that way”

“It’s
in my safe, you’ll need this to open it” said Draco
enveloping a piece of cloth on the tip of a knife and pressing it
against his finger until it turned red with his blood. He handed it
to Snape and saw him leave in a swift billow of robes. He turned to
Dumbledore expectantly and asked:

“Is
this where you offer me some kind of redemption?”

“Hardly
Mr. Malfoy, I don’t think we’ve earned an ally, I’m
more afraid of having lost one” Dumbledore was looking at him
with a stern look. It was then Draco realised that he knew.

“This
is where I point out that you won’t be able to save her from
the Dark Lord, unless you cooperate with us” Dumbledore
continued.

“Does
my godfather know?”

“No”

“I
thought so”

“I’m
afraid I don’t think it would change how he feels about you”

“Why
didn’t you stop me?”

“I
was too late and too far away to do so when I gained knowledge of
your new task” Dumbledore said with a tight lip, he didn’t
miss the haunted look that plagued Draco before he finally agreed:

“Alright,
what do I have to do...?”

**//**//**//**//**//

A/N:
Hello there guys! I don't think long A/N work so I’ll try to
keep it short:

I
edited almost all the story.

I
NEED to hear what you think about the changes (I tried to heed to the
suggestions you guys made on reviews)

I'm
asking you to be blatantly honest this time and tell me if you think
the extra stuff ruins it (no matter how harsh you are)

I
also need to know which ones are your favourite scenes, so I can try
and seek the muse that inspired them...

This
time I'm begging. PLEASE REVIEW! I'll give special treats to all
those who do (Meaning I'll answer individually to as many questions
as I possibly can regarding the plot twists you've seen. All you have
to do is voice your opinion; tell me if you think Draco is too OOC,
if you'd like a certain situation to happen, if you are slightly
confused about what's going on with the characters or simply mention
the scene that you liked the most)

Thank
you very much for reading this.

Love

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