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Mission Impossible by goddess faith

Format: Novella
Chapters: 22
Word Count: 45,520
Status: Abandoned

Rating: Mature
Warnings: Strong Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse

Genres: Drama, Romance, Young Adult
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Lupin, Draco, Pansy, George, Blaise (M), OC, OtherCanon
Pairings: Draco/Hermione, Hermione/FredOrGeorge, Hermione/OC, Other Pairing

First Published: 10/09/2007
Last Chapter: 08/14/2009
Last Updated: 08/14/2009

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This story is abandoned for now. I completely lost the inspartion to write it. I might pick it back up in the future, but as of right now I am not writing on it.


Chapter 20: Draco


A/N: Again this was suppose to be apart of Chapter Nineteen, but it got to long, so here it is in a different chapter.

AA/N: I have given Twilight the credit it has deserved in the chapter where Aiden told Hermione what he was. The vampire thing is really the only thing I have taken from Myers. To be completely honest, right now, I hate Twilight. Well, the movie anyway. The rest of this story won’t be anything like Twilight. That isn’t because of the movie. I have had this idea for awhile. I think I have done a pretty good job at straying away from it in my last view chapters, though.

Chapter Twenty: Draco

Hermione couldn’t sleep at all that night. She knew that Aiden had told her not to worry, but it was impossible not to! She knew he knew that and if things weren’t so serious right then, he might actually think it was funny.

It seemed like it took forever for the sun to rise. It was like it knew she was waiting on it so she could go check on Draco and have everything explained to her.

So when the sun finally did rise she was out of the castle before anyone could stop her. She made her way to the shed, seeking out her plan to steal a broom from the shed. She was scared about flying, especially by herself, but had confidence in herself. She had been with Draco and Harry when they flew, it looked easy. Wrong.

Hermione zig zagged and flipped around everywhere in the sky. She shocked herself when she made it to her destination. She was a tad bit sick, but she didn’t care. As soon as she got off of the broom she threw it off the cliff. Never again would she do that!

“Aiden!” She called as she turned around and started into the familiar cave.

“Shhh!” Aiden hissed as he came into view. “Draco is trying to sleep. He has had a rough night. I finally got enough blood in him and got him to understand things about you.”

“What do you mean?” Hermione asked confused.

“Come with me. We need to talk.” Aiden sighed as he led her outside. He sat down on the edge of the cliff, feet dangling off the edge, and motioned for her to sit beside him. She automatically did as she was told. She looked around, however, wondering where the sun had gone.

“What’s going on?” She questioned again.

“Well… I am really not sure where to begin. I suppose you want to know about the wood fight, huh?” Aiden asked and it made Hermione realize that she hadn’t even been worried about it. Aiden went on anyway. “Milachi kidnapped you. You remember him, right? He was the one that got Britni.” Hermione nodded. “Well they cursed and drugged you.”

“Why did they want me?” Hermione questioned.

“They didn’t really. They wanted Draco…” Aiden sighed. “I am not for sure on the details. When I ran from the coven, I lost connection with them through our minds. So I really couldn’t tell what they were thinking. I mean I can to some extent, but they can hide things from me and vice versa. That is why I know they weren’t after you. They don’t have a reason.”

“Why did they want Draco, then?”

“Like I said, things are a bit hazy. What I got out of them was that the dark lord’s fall would have something to do with Draco. They had set out to kill him and you were their bait. They never anticipated on you actually being able to fight in your condition or me showing up. That threw them off.”

“But in St. Mungo’s you said if he wasn’t already dead… were they trying to kill him too? Are they evil?” Hermione asked.

“Hard question to explain. No, St. Mungo’s itself is not evil. They think they are doing the right thing by keeping vampires locked up.” Aiden sighed again, before going on. “Can you slow down your mind? I can only answer one thing at a time.”

“Sorry.” Hermione replied.

“You saw the whip they were hitting me with, didn’t you?” Hermione nodded again. “You also wondered why I couldn’t just break the lock and go in the room. All those things were made of or lined with tinklton.” Aiden laughed a bit. “Remember your remark about me being a superhero? Well, that is like my kryptonite. All vampire’s kryptonite. It makes me weak and if I am around it long enough I will die.”

“Oh… wait… so why was Draco in that room?” Hermione went on, but shook her head. “No!”

“I am afraid so, Hermione. In the woods instead of killing Draco, the coven changed him into a vampire. That is why I was giving him blood.” Aiden explained.

“If he is just turned I won’t get to see him.” Hermione stated, her eyes filling with tears.

“That is what I thought, too, but then I got to examining him last night and realized he isn’t fully one of us. It takes very little blood to fill him up. He is only half of what I am. So as long as he has blood I am thinking you should be fine. Of course, as with me, this is a really big risk. I completely understand if you are coming to see this war is way more than you bargained for and you want out.” Aiden offered, but Hermione shook her head.

“No. The Dark Lord killed my parents and sent his blood sucking leeches, no offense, to kill my boyfriend. Like hell if I am backing out.”

“I was hoping you would say something like that…” Aiden got to his feet. “I have cast a protection charm over this place and it should hold until I return from finding somewhere else to hide. I should be back tomorrow. Draco knows where the blood is, but you might have to get it. He is very week. Remember that. He was beat worse than I was with the whip, not to mention everything else they did to him. He is pretty beat up. He might not look the same, either.”

“All right.” Hermione nodded, getting to her feet as well. “I will see you when you get back. Remember, you promised everything would be okay.”

Aiden walked over to her and embraced her in a hug.

“I am really going to try to keep that promise, too.” He let go of her. “I will see you later.” In a flash he was gone, leaving Hermione sitting there.

It didn’t take her any time to rush into the cave in search of Draco. She didn’t say anything, knowing he was asleep. She went straight for the bed.

She nearly yelled as she saw what was laying there. Aiden was right, Draco didn’t look at all like himself. He lay there, sprawled out, no shirt. He was covered in bruises and cuts, dried blood on his nose, and he was very pale. Hermione gasped loudly, waking the sleeping Draco.

“Uggg…” he groaned as he opened his eyes, one swollen. He raised up a bit and looked at her. “Mudblood.” He whispered and she took a step back.

“Oh…” Hermione said shocked, looking down. She had forgotten that she had told him that she wasn’t prueblood. “I am sorry. I will go.” She turned to leave, tears filling her eyes. She thought he had gotten over that. He had come to her rescue in the woods.

“Hermione.” Draco’s weak voice called out. “Come lay with me. I am sorry. I was only playing. I don’t care if you are muggle born. Hell, my blood’s not exactly pure anymore.”

Hermione smiled as she turned back around, letting some of the tears slide down her face. She walked over to the bed and laid down beside him.

“Now listen, you are going to have to get a bit closer. I can’t really move.” Draco laughed a little, sounding like it hurt.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” Hermione said.

“Hermione, what is hurting is not having you in my arms. Please. I almost died.” Draco whined, making Hermione think he was milking the situation for all it was worth. “The least you could do is lay closer.”

“Okay…” Hermione said, moving closer to him. She closed her eyes as Draco’s muscular arms hugged tightly around her. She noticed that they seemed more muscular than before, but didn’t think now was the right time to comment on it.

“Draco, I am sorry.” Hermione broke their silence for awhile. She was half hoping that he was asleep and didn’t even hear her, but she knew that wasn’t going to be her luck. Aiden was a vampire and he didn’t sleep. Yet he had said that Draco was asleep when she came in, which meant he could, but she knew he wasn’t going to be.

“Sorry for what, love?” His voice was quite and sounded tired.

“For this. If you hadn’t gotten involved with me you wouldn’t be wanted by vampires.” She answered, sounding glum. Draco, however, chuckled a bit.

“Hermione, from what Aiden told me, this had nothing to do with you. I know you are the type of person to blame everything on yourself, but this really had nothing what-so-ever to do with you. If anything you were there in that forest because of me. If it wasn’t for me dating you they wouldn’t have even cared about you. If anyone should be sorry, it should be me.” Draco’s words were suppose to help ease her pain, but somehow it hurt a little. Hermione didn’t like being told she wasn’t cared about. Even if it was by disgusting blood sucking leeches.

“Oh…” Was all Hermione was able to get out. Her head was still spinning and she wasn’t completely sure of what to ask next. When she finally got it to stop, she gasped. “What about Britni!”

“Who?” Was all Draco could ask.

“Britni. She was the girl Aiden was in love with, but those same vampires got to her…” Hermione bit her lip, not really knowing how she let Aiden leave without asking about the girl.

“A…are you talking about the girl that the coven are holding captive?” Draco questioned her.

“Yes… Aiden told you about her?” She replied, hopeful.

“No… Aiden hasn’t said anything about anything, but strategy since I have been here.” Draco sighed, looking away. That was when Hermione got the feeling that he was hiding something from her.

“What?” She asked, looking up into his now crystal like face. Even through the bruises and cuts, his face looked so smooth she thought it just might break if she were to reach up and touch it.

“I can hear the coven talk about it.” Draco answered, reluctant.

“What do you mean?” Hermione asked, but she was for sure she already knew. Out side Aiden had told her that he couldn’t hear the coven’s thoughts, because he had left them.

“I am not sure.” Draco answered, sounding truly confused. “It is all I hear inside my head. What they are doing and saying. When I close my eyes I can even see them sometimes. I can see her.”

“So she is alive?” Hermione questioned, knowing she should be concerned about the other part, but this was life or death.

“Yes, she is, but barley. She has been beaten very badly and they didn’t give her much food or water today. I think it has been like that for awhile. In their minds they are talking about slowly pulling away all her food and water.”

“They are going to starve her to death?” Hermione asked in terror.

“No. They are going to wait until she is weak… near death weak… and then they are going to throw her in a cage with a werewolf on the next full moon.” Draco finished.

“Are you serious?” Hermione almost yelled, not really expecting the answer. Why would he lie about something that terrible? “Wh… we have to save her!”

“How? How on earth can three seventh year Slytherins go up against hundred year old vampires?” Draco questioned her. “I shouldn’t have told you.”

“Draco, we can’t just sit around and do nothing. Aiden loves this girl.” Hermione replied, sitting up a bit. “There has to be a way. Aiden knows lots of stuff he can teach us… we might even be able to get a group together to help.”

“Yeah, like who? Harry Potter and his golden crew?” Draco snickered. “Hermione, there is no way you are going to get them to help. Especially now that they hate you.”

“I know, Draco.” Hermione snapped, not liking the way he was talking about her friends. “But their has to be some people willing to help.”

Draco sighed and for a moment Hermione could have sworn it was Aiden. She shook her head, guessing that it came with being a vampire.

“Let’s not talk about that now, all right? There is nothing we can do at this very moment, so why don’t we change the subject?”

“All right.” Hermione agreed, knowing that he was right. They shouldn’t have even started the conversation with Draco in the condition that he was. She let out a small sigh and laid her head back down on Draco’s chest, not really sure of what to say next.

With nothing being said for the next ten minutes, Hermione felt her eye lids overcoming her eyes and a wave of exhaustion come over her. Within minutes after she was asleep.

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