Chapter 1 : The lake and the Manor
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Everything was quiet and almost calm at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, except for one room in the castle. The fire threw dark shadows along the stone walls of the Slytherin common room as a lone student paced its length. That lone student was none other than Draco Malfoy, the son of infamous Death Eater Lucius Malfoy. Draco’s attitude, however, wasn’t his usual cocky, vain attitude and no snide smirk resided on his pale lips. His white blond hair was messy and the look in his light grey eyes was one of sadness and longing.
Draco’s Point of View
‘Why did I have to fall for HER?!’ I think as I pace the floor of my dungeon common room. The ‘her’ is my brilliant, chocolate-eyed, bushy-haired Muggleborn girlfriend Hermione Granger. I know. The Slytherin Prince and the Gryffindor Goddess how’d that happen? Well let’s see, I fell hopelessly, maddeningly in love with her! I remember when I first realized I love her…
The portrait swings open and I look up from my Charms homework in disgust. ‘Who is bothering me now?’ I thought with a roll of my eyes. “Malfoy we have patrol in 5 minutes, in case you don’t remember.” (Head Girl) Hermione Granger sighed. “Yes unfortunately we do. But this Charms homework is due tomorrow.” I mumbled, more to myself than her. Frustrated, I ran my fingers through my normally immaculate hair. “Alright Malfoy I’ll help you.” Hermione said as she plopped down on the plush red couch. It was then that I noticed how her usually bushy hair had become curlier. And I was dying to run my fingers through it. Wait, I’m a Malfoy and we don’t think like that about a Muggleborn! But then I spied a curl that was out of placed and I slowly, carefully reached over and placed it behind her ear. Her head whipped around and she threw me a look that clearly said ‘What did you do that for?’ “Um a piece of hair was out of place.” I muttered. “Oh well thanks I guess. Should we get started on this then.”
(end of flashback)
I smirked at the memory as I walked down a vacant corridor; suddenly I heard a very familiar meow. “Crookshanks, is that you?” In response to my inquiry he meowed again. It was then that I saw the letter held in his paws. ‘I bet it’s from Hermione.’ I thought, lighting up at the very thought of my beloved. I took the letter from Crookshanks’ paws and tore it open eagerly. The contents of it were short and direct. Draco, Meet me at the lake at 2pm. Love Hermione. 2pm! That’s in 5 minutes! Hurriedly I murmured a ‘thanks’ to Crookshanks and ran toward the lake. I was out of breath when I finally reached the lake. It didn’t take me long to find Hermione. She was leaning against a rock, biting her bottom lip as she read. Quietly I crept up behind her and placed my hands over her eyes, then whispered “Guess who?” in a singsong voice. I could tell she was smirking (my trademark by the way) as she playfully replied “Hmm Harry? No wait! Ron.” “Well,” I said, feigning hurt,” if that’s the way you feel about me. “No, of course not Draco. You know I love you.” She said as she stood and hugged me. “So why did you want me to meet you here anyway?” I asked, curious to hear her answer. “Oh no reason really, just wanted to spend time with you.” My eyebrows rose at her reply. “You just wanted to spend time with me? We could be doing that inside.” I winked suggestively. “Draco you know I’m not that kind of girl.” Hermione’s face reddened and she pushed me away. “Ah, but I’m that kind of guy.” I teased as my light grey eyes grew darker. Hermione frowned at me until I began to squirm under the intensity of it. “Okay, okay I was just kidding.” I muttered as I offered her a smile of apology. Her frown slowly faded and her face softened. “All right, I can’t stay mad at you for long anyway.” She laughed, shaking her head.
Suddenly a shadow of pain crossed my face as my left arm began to burn. I winced and clutched it as Hermione quietly asked, “Is it your Mark?” A low hiss of pain was my reply. Then, in a flash, I saw Malfoy Manor as if I was standing on the lawn. A split second later a woman’s scream sliced through the air around me. I gritted my teeth and nearly screamed myself when it dawn on me who was screaming. It was my mother! Then as quickly as it had come, it faded. “No! Not her!” I screamed at the blue sky. Hermione’s chocolate eyes met mine in a shared look of pity. “Hermione we…I need to go home.” “Draco I’m going with you. You can’t keep me from coming with you, besides I love you too much to be away from you when you’re hurting.” She said gently. I smiled at her and kissed her soft pink lips and her eyes widened in surprise. “All right then,” I said “if we’re going we need to go now.”