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A Web Of Lies, Love and Confusion by HurtfulEyes
Chapter 12 : Dancing with paint and a talk.
 
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Hermione was shocked as to what had happened. She remembered fighting against a Deatheater and him using the caticus curse on her. Then she remembered seeing a purple spell fly at the man and he fell to the ground. Hermione was still laid on the ground when she saw at least a hundred spells fly toward the group of Deatheaters, when she looked at who was throwing the spells, she was shocked to see her children hovering off the ground, pointing at the people with spells coming out of their fingertips. When most of the Deatheaters had gone, Hermione got up. Lucius Malfoy was still there. “I guess I’ll have to kill your children first.” He said before slapping her and disapparating off. The next thing Hermione knew was she heard someone scream her name. When she looked around, she saw Draco’s comforting face. She was so emotionally drained that she couldn’t hold it in anymore, she broke down. Draco brought her to the hospital wing despite Hermione’s protests. She was checked out and given a potion for the pain and then she was taken to Dumbledore’s office to find Alli and Tom asleep on Dumbledore’s chairs.


“I guess they were tired.” Dumbledore said, smiling, “Are you alright?”


“Yeah… I’m fine. Do you know if there are any rooms vacant in Hogsmeade?” Hermione asked.


“Don’t be silly! You can stay here tonight. You can use the spare Teacher’s dorm.” Dumbledore said, smiling.


“Are you sure?” Hermione asked, grateful for not having to wake up the kids for long.


“Of course! And anyway, I don’t want you to leave the castle for a couple of days, Mr.Malfoy will most likely be looking for you.” Dumbledore said.


”Thanks Albus.” Hermione said, walking over to Alli and Tom and gently tapping them on the shoulders, “Alli, Tom, wake up.”


“Mom!” A drowsy Tom said, smiling at his mother.


“Come on.” Hermione said, outstretching her hand to help them up. They walked out of the room and Hermione lead them to where Dumbledore instructed. She paced three times in front of the wall and soon a door appeared. The room reminded Hermione of the Heads room, there was a rather large common room that had a door leading somewhere and a medium sized kitchen to the side, there was a hallway leading to three rooms. Hermione lead the kids to the master bedroom and laid them down, herself in the middle with her arms around them protectively. Within a matter of minutes, they were all asleep.


Hermione woke up the next morning refreshed. She quietly looked at her watch and climbed over Alli and Tom’s sleeping bodies and went to the common room. It was about 9am in the morning and Hermione was sure that Alli and Tom wouldn’t be awake for at least two hours. Hermione walked to the kitchen and made herself a cup of tea. She then walked to the common room and walked through the mysterious door. The room she walked into was totally blank, aside from a bright yellow post it note on one of the walls, Hermione walked up to it and took it off the wall to read it.

Hermione, This room is in every teacher’s dorm. Think of it as your own personal Room of requirement. All you have to do is think about the kind of room and tap the wall twice.
Enjoy!
Headmaster Dumbledore.


Hermione smiled and put the note in her pocket; she then thought for a couple of seconds and tapped the wall twice, immediately the room turned into a spacious art studio. Hermione walked up to the table with all the supplies. There were different sizes of canvas, sketch books, Sketching pencils, over a hundred paint brushes, many different kinds of paints in dozens of shades. She smiled and took her pick of paints and paint brushes. She took a large piece of blank canvas and put it on an empty easel. She then walked over to a small table with a cd player and her favourite cds, she picked out the Gossip CD and turned on Standing In The Way Of Control, She blasted the music and walked over to the blank canvas. Hermione stood infront of the canvas listening to the music for a couple of seconds before she mixed a brilliant shade of purple and started swishing it across the canvas.


Your back's against the wall
There's no-one home to call
You're forgetting who you are
You can't stop crying
It's part not giving in
And part trusting your friends
You do it all again
And I'm not lying



Hermione started singing to the music, she was letting herself loose to the music and soon enough she was moving her hips to the beat while still slashing the purple from one corner of the page to the other, right through the middle.

Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh
Oh ohh Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh

Standing in the way of control
You live your life
Survive the only way that you know

I'm doing this for you
Because it's easier to lose
And it's hard to face the truth
When you think you're dying
It's part not giving in
And part trusting your friends
You do it all again
But you don't stop trying


Hermione changed the colour to a slightly lighter shade and started outlining the dark purple. Her hips were moving side to side and she her hair was going wild.

Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh
Oh ohh Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh

Standing in the way of control
You live your life
Survive the only way that you know

Oh ohh Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh
Oh ohh Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh

Standing in the way of control
We live our lives
Because we're standing in the way of control
We will live our lives
Because we're standing in the way of control
We live our lives
Because we're standing in the way of control
We will live our lives




Hermione made a even lighter purple and started making tiny dots in the middle of the slash. Every couple of seconds she would stop painting and dance. She kept her eyes closed as she bounced around the room, not noticing the figure at the door.


Your back's against the wall
There's no-one home to call
You're forgetting who you are
You can't stop crying
It's part not giving in
And part trusting your friends
You do it all again
You don't stop trying

Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh
Oh ohh Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh

Standing in the way of control
You live your life
Survive the only way that you know



Hermione was full out dancing by the time the song finished. Her throat was already starting to feel sore because she was singing so loudly. Hermione finished her painting and turned around, totally out of breath.


“You dance well” A voice said from the doorway. Hermione whipped around with her wand at the ready within the second, only to see Draco leaning aginst the doorframe, laughing.




~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~


Draco woke up early that morning, he got up and went for a long run, trying to clear his head. By the time he got back, it was already 8:30. He jogged through the school to the Owlery and sent a letter to Potter telling him that Hermione was there before he went back to his Dormitory. When he got there, he took a shower, got dressed and walked to Dumbledore’s office.


“Mr.Malfoy, I had a feeling you’d come here.” Dumbledore said smiling from over the Daily Prophet.


“Yeah. I need to tell you something that I saw yesterday.” Draco said, sitting down.


“You mean Miss Granger’s teenager’s powers? I saw the end of it.” Dumbledore said to Draco’s confused face.


“It was strange! One second they were watching horrified, the next they were both in the air, shooting spells everywhere! Some I’ve never even seen before!” Draco said, “they weren’t saying anything and it was wandless! How can people at that age know that kind of power?”


“I’m not sure. First we have to see if they are alright, using that much power drained them physically and emotionally. Then we have to have a meeting with Hermione to see what to say to them. I found out today that Lucius is getting stronger and stronger. He is trying to be the new Dark Lord. We have to stop him before it gets out of hand, and they might be the key that that old prophet said to you last year while you were travelling on work for the Order” Dumbledore said.


“What? They can’t be the key! That’s impossible!” Draco said.


“Well he said that the key is powerful and full of love, he didn’t say anything about what it is! We were thinking it was some sort of object, what If it is a family! What if it’s Hermione’s family?” Dumbledore said.


“But they aren’t even related! Alli’s my daughter not Hermione’s.” Draco said.


“They might not be related by blood but they are intertwined in love. Just because their DNA doesn’t match, it doesn’t mean that they aren’t a family. Just think about it, I have to go talk to Mr. Weasley right now, I’ll talk to you more later.” Dumbledore said, getting up and motioning for Draco to leave. Draco obliged and walked to Hermione’s dorm. When he got there, he heard music blasting from the other side of the door. He opened the door easily because there wasn’t a painting guarding it yet, and he walked into the common room. The music was coming from a closed door to the side; Draco walked in and stood in the doorway watching Hermione dance around in her pyjamas with a paint brush in her hand while singing along to the song.


When the song finished, Draco watched Hermione finish her painting, he was astounded at how well she painted it, it looked exactly like a close up picture of a spell.


“You dance well” Draco said, the words came out before he could even stop himself, he couldn’t help but laugh as Hermione turned around with her wand at the ready, her hair was a big mess and she was sweating. Immediately her cheeks went pink and she started laughing.


“Yeah well, I’d like to see you do better.” Hermione said, sticking her tongue out at him.


“How are you?” Draco said, walking into the room.


“I’m good, Alli and Tom are still asleep, I swear they can sleep through a Hurricane!” Hermione said, walking over to the CD player and turning the music down.


”You’re an amazing artist. I never knew you could paint.” Draco said, walking up to the painting to get a good look at it. He could practically see the particles wiz around it.


“It’s one of my mysteries” Hermione joked, “Not really, I’ve always painted. It helps me relax.”


“Well it’s beautiful” Draco said.


“Thanks. Do you want a coffee?” Hermione said, walking out of the room.


“Sure.” Draco said, walking out of the studio and into the common room. “So… some eventful day yesterday…”


“Yeah…I hope the kids are alright.” Hermione said, making coffee and passing one to Draco before leaning against the counter, facing him.


“Have you told them?” Draco asked.


“Well… I told them about magic and I was supposed to tell them more yesterday, but I guess I don’t have to anymore… I haven’t told Alli yet though. I just don’t know what’s going to happen.” Hermione said, voicing the feelings she had in her head.


“No matter what you’re her mother. Maybe not by blood but definitely by love.” Draco said wisely.


“Yeah....” Hermione said, smiling slightly, “So what’s it like being a teacher?”


“It’s great! It’s by far the best job you can have. I heard Dumbledore offered you a job, are you thinking of taking it?” Draco asked.


“Yeah, I’m thinking about it. I want to make sure my kids are safe.” Hermione said. After she said it, she heard the door to her bedroom close and someone’s foot steps walk toward the kitchen. Alli walked into the kitchen with hip hugger jeans and a pink tank top. Her blond hair was up and she already had makeup on. She stood still for a couple of seconds staring at Draco before walking up to her mother and stealing her coffee. She took a sip and stared at Draco.


“You must be my father.” She said simply.


“What makes you think that?” Hermione said, startled.


“Well… I’ve always known that I’m not related to that Ron guy because then I’d look like Tom and that old creep said that I was his granddaughter, and even an idiot can see that those two are related. Are you evil too?” Alli said, looking Draco up and down, making him more and more uncomfortable.


“No, I’m not evil.” Draco said quietly.


“Yeah… so did you two have some sort of one night stand?” Alli asked, looking between the two.


“well-“ Hermione started.


“Yeah. It was a long time ago and it was only for one night.” Draco said, hushing Hermione up with a look.


“Hmmm… well whatever. So why are you here?” Alli asked.


“Alli, that’s a bit rude!” Hermione said.


“No, it’s alright. I’m here to see if you guys are alright and to ask you if you want me to be your tutor. I want to get to know you and I think this is the best way, besides, I’m the best teacher here.” Draco said, puffing out his chest.


“You’re also the one with the most ego. I guess you two really are related.” Hermione said laughing.


“Whatever mom, and yeah sure, you can be my tutor.” Alli said, smiling for the first time at Draco.


“Well, do you want a tour? I know all of the secret passage ways here, more than anyone… well except for the Golden Trio.” Draco said, smiling at Hermione.


“Yeah, sure. I’m all ready.” Alli said, linking arms with Draco and practically dragging Draco out of the room, leaving Hermione standing alone.


“Well she took that exceptionally well…” Hermione said, cleaning her cup out, feeling like she took it too well.



    So, Alli always knew that she wasn't Ron's!  And Hermione's a painter! And what's up with that prophecy?? Crazy stuff eh? And I know, Alli took that really well. but that's the kind of person she is, she doesn't show weakness, she bottles it alll up.

    Haha this chapter was sortof a songfic, it's just I was listening to that song while writing it so I felt I had to put it in. 

   Please review!!! =] I'll love you forever and ever and ever!!!! =]


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