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If I Should Die . . . by CelticKisses

Format: Short story
Chapters: 4
Word Count: 7,217

Rating: Mature
Warnings: Mild Language, Strong Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature

Genres: Horror/Dark, Romance, Angst
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore, Lucius, Draco

First Published: 06/25/2005
Last Chapter: 07/05/2005
Last Updated: 02/12/2006


Author's note: This is one of my oldest pieces - written in 2005. I have decided not to remove it as I go through and delete and edit my story collection. We all need a little reminder of where we come from. ^_^

Chapter 2: Jealousy Will Drive You Mad

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Around eleven thirty Hermione was in her new dorm, with her new roommates. She had closed herself off from their mutinous stares with the bed hangings. It was odd to be surrounded by green and silver all of the time instead of the her normal scarlet and gold. Just the colors of the room around her seemed to dampen her spirits.

As she was setting her book to the side, she had been reading in an attempt to comfort herself, there came a knock at the door.

She heard one of her roommates jump up and practically run to the door, throw it open and then squeal, "Drakie!" Then there was a noise of disgust and a small protest as she assumed they were pushed aside. What she did not expect was the bed hangings around her being thrown open to reveal a smirking Draco and a very sullen and put off Pansy.

"Let's go Granger." Well there's some reassurance . . . we're not on a first name basis . . nothing has changed . . At least, that's what she tried to convince herself.

"What do you want Malfoy?" She said showing no signs of obeying his bidding. "You can't just waltz into my dormitory, throw open my bed hangings and then assume I will do whatever you say.

"It's time Granger." He muttered under his breath, his eyes cast down.

"Oh . . ." Hermione felt rather stupid at that moment. of course . . . the inauguration . . She scooted forward off the bed and noticed that she was fully dressed. She knew she had changed out of her everyday clothes .. so what the . . . She looked at Malfoy with a curious expression and he shrugged.

"You're wasting time." He said.

"Did you . . ."

"Yes Granger. It's a simple spell. Now come on." He said taking her arm, and not very gently. "We can't be late."

Hermione didn't refuse, she simply followed him. He pulled her right out of the common room and into the hallway. He stopped when they reached the end of the darkly lit corridor. He turned around and looked at her intently.

Harry is smashing in his face..... wiping that smile right off . . . making blue and black rings around those.... eyes....

"Listen, take my hand." He said offering it to her. She looked down at it and timidly took it with her own. "Whatever you do . . do not let go of me." His eyes never left hers and she noticed that his hand had started to reach up towards her face.

Then something tore his eyes from hers and he dropped her hand. The almost kind expression that had come over his face was instantly replaced by it's old sneer. Hermione turned around to see what had caught his gaze, and what she saw made her heart stop.

Harry was standing about 20 feet away, alone and very vulnerable looking. Oh Merlin . . . Harry . . She knew this would tear him apart, and the fact that Malfoy's arms had snaked around her from behind and his head was rested on her shoulder, was not helping matters.

"Hermione?" He said gently, coming towards them. Harden your face Hermione . . . You have to pull this off . . . there are other people's lives at stake . .

"What do you want Potter." Malfoy spat at Harry from behind her.

Harry ignored Malfoy and kept his gaze on Hermione's. He kept walking closer until he was only inches away. "Hermione?" He asked again as he reached for her.

Malfoy reacted instantly. He stepped in front of Hermione, between her and Harry and looked Harry square in the eyes. "Hands off Potter."

And when Harry looked at Hermione, thinking she would protest, he was shocked to see that she didn't say anything, wouldn't look at him.

Malfoy raised his wand and pointed it at Harry. "You're annoying Potter. We have somewhere to be. You're making us late." He said in almost bored tone. "Cru-"

"-No!" Hermione said as she found her voice and pushed Malfoy's arm down. Malfoy looked at her suspiciously and she had to think fast.

"Let's go .. Draco." She said, trying not to stutter on his name. "He is waiting. . ." She said, he meaning the dark lord.

Draco? Harry's mind protested.

Malfoy still looked unsure, but Hermione wrapped her arms around his waist, as she had done so many times to Harry, and her looked down at her as she said. "He's not worth it."

She refused to look at Harry. She knew she would crumble completely if she saw his eyes.

Malfoy threw one last hateful stare back at where Harry was and then pulled Hermione after him.

. . . . Hermione . . . . why? The thought sprung from Harry as he collapsed against the dark wall.

It echoed back in Hermione's mind. What had she done?


"Where are we going?" Hermione asked Malfoy as he pulled her across the grounds. She noticed they were going to the forest as they passed the lake. "The forest?!" She squeaked.

Malfoy stopped and looked down at her with an amused expression on his face. "You're scared? The Great Hermione Granger is scared of a bunch of trees?"

"It's not the trees." She mumbled with her head downward. "Rather, it's what's in them. . ."

"Hey." He said as to her shock, he lifted her head gently by placing a cold hand under her chin. "I've gotta get you there in one piece. You're safe with me."

Now why does that not sound too reassuring . . . why is he being so sweet . . . and why . . . why am I not as disgusted by him as I should be .. . . .

"Let's go." He then said gruffly.

As they reached the edge of the forest she tried not to cringe in fear. He pretended not to notice that her hand clenched his tighter than was necessary as they crossed into the dark. He walked for a few moments and Hermione wondered if he had any idea where they were going, until he stopped abruptly and she bumped into his back.

"Now. Come here." he beckoned to her. She put her arms hesitantly around him and he put one firm arm around her back to secure her tightly to him. Don't let go."

. . don't show repulsion . . . his arms are warm . . . but this is different from Harry . . . I don't like the difference . . .

"What are you doing?" She asked. "We can't apparate . . . "

"Just hold tight." He said and then he muttered a few words softly. Even though his mouth was above her ear, she couldn't make out what he said. Then there was a blinding flash of light and she closed her eyes tightly shut.

When she opened them back up she was no longer on the Hogwart's grounds. The air was cold and she was shivering. Malfoy took his cloak off and draped it over her shoulders. She was repulsed. His scent clung to it and although the warmth it offered was comforting, what it represented was not.

She forced a smile on her lips and glanced at him. It seemed to take him by surprise.

"This way." He said as he led her down an alleyway that was to their left.

When they reached about halfway he stopped and looked around to make sure they were alone. then he said something and a door appeared in the wall.

This is almost too easy . . . this must be their headquarters . . .but I don't know how we got here....

She was awaken form her thoughts by his pulling on her arm.

The room they entered was dark and musty smelling.

"Draco?" A cold voice said from somewhere in the room.

"Yes. Father." Malfoy replied from behind her.

Then the lights came up and at what she saw, she almost screamed.

They were surrounded.