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Harry, Ron, Hermione, Lucius, Blaise (M), Draco, Ginny
Primary Relationship
Secondary Relationship(s)
Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, Harry/Hermione, Other Pairing
Drama, Romance, Action/Adventure
Contains profanity, Strong violence, Scenes of a sexual nature, Substance abuse, Sensitive topic/issue/theme, Spoilers
Story Reviews
Work In Progress (WIP)
First Published
2009-01-17 11:30pm
Last Chapter
2018-01-06 12:54pm
Last Updated
2018-01-06 12:54pm

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1 Attack on the Hogwarts Express

As she was standing on the seat, she knew she had only seconds, but it was a long way down into the darkness; with the train still moving, she knew her odds of injury were pretty high. She heard them getting closer, and people were screaming now.

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2 Lost and Found

She hit the water with considerable force; disoriented, she had no way of knowing which direction to swim in to reach the surface. The black water was freezing, chilling to the bone. She kicked, hard - she had no air left after her fall, but she had to fight.

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3 To the Leaky Cauldron

"How is he?"

"To be perfectly honest, Ms. Granger, I have no idea. The boy is quite impossible to read. If he feels any pain at all- he doesn't show it."

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4 Secrets

"The album," she yelled after him. "He told me you saved the photo album Hagrid gave him!" Draco froze, but didn't turn. "Those are the only pictures he has of them - his parents and Sirius. And you saved it."  Her heart was beating fast, and she wasn't even sure why she was defending him. It suddenly seemed so important, to thank him, and she couldn't explain to herself why.

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5 Revelations

"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

"I wish he hadn't told you ," Harry said quietly. "You shouldn't have to deal with stuff like that. Ron wasn't hurt, he didn’t see it, and I didn't want either of you to know – to worry." He was running his hand down her back, tracing patterns over the light fabric of her shirt, trying to soothe her. 

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6 Draco

Tears had started to fall down her face. Draco looked at her for a moment, then walked back to her, dropping down beside her. She reached over, pulled up his left sleeve, and ran her fingers lightly over the unbranded skin. Her tears were like saltwater rain running down his arm.

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7 Puzzle Pieces

"That doesn't matter.” He let out a low laugh, and the sound chilled her. “I really don’t care.”  Draco's voice was soft, quiet, but she could hear the edge, watched him as he gritted his teeth. And Hermione knew that whatever he might say, he did care. It was written in every line of his body that he cared. She had never seen anyone in so much pain, never seen anyone care so much.

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8 Lessons

She knew she shouldn’t, knew that it would cost her later, but Hermione leaned her head against his chest, and felt the tears rise. His warmth surrounded her, and  she was certain he would feel the coolness of her tears on his skin, but that he would know why she was crying, and that he cared. She never wanted him to let her go, would never be able to pry herself away from him. He was her world.

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9 Halloween

"Do you have any idea how few people would be standing where you are now?" There wasn't the slightest trace of humor in his voice now, and Hermione tried to think of something to say.


“I shouldn’t care- it’s stupid to care,” he stopped again, looking back up at her, his eyes questioning, searching her face, “But, I do. And I can't understand why."

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10 Dreams

Draco had sunk to his knees, shaking violently, his face turned towards the floor. His fists were clenched, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly as he shuddered. It took all his effort to speak, and even then, he had to speak each word distinctly, then attempt to regain control. "What- the - hell – is- a - Horcrux?"

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11 Horcruxes and Holidays

The sheer impossibility of the moment nearly overwhelmed him. He couldn’t take his eyes off her; as she lay still, he reached out his hand, and intertwined his fingers with hers. He had no idea what made him say it, what drove the words so freely from his lips. All he knew was that as she slept, and he sat beside her, he moved his lips to her ear.

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12 A New Home

“Draco. Malfoy.” Hermione launched herself at him, but he dodged out of the room in a second. He shut the door swiftly behind him, and when she reached for the handle, she found that he was holding it from the other side.

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13 Jericho

A small part of her marveled over the fact that, for once, she was calm when he was agitated. But she couldn't make sense of his response: he had tensed.

"When?" he repeated. His voice was urgent, demanding. His jaw was set and his eyes flashed.

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14 Crucified


Without another word, he pulled her forward into his arms and hugged her against his chest. He could feel her vibrating so hard that she shook his body; the sounds coming from her throat were raw, almost inhuman. She was drowning. As he pressed his face into her hair, she coiled against him, her body folding in upon itself. He tried to cling to her but he knew he couldn’t bring her back. She was gone.

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15 The Beautiful Ones

It was worse than he could have imagined. Her face was flushed, her lips bruised, her hair disheveled. She tried to avoid his gaze, to turn away, but Draco pulled her back to him. He ran his hands over her arms and she shivered as his body wrapped around hers once more. He pleaded silently that she would not run from him.

“I’m sorry,” her faltering voice was almost incoherent. He shook his head. Her eyes were fixed on the ground.

“Don’t be.”

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16 No Safe Place

Hermione felt her mind shutting down. Everything in the tent seemed distant, as if she were miles away. Draco turned to face her, but she didn’t answer.

“I thought you felt the same way.”

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17 Conviction

For some strange reason, she knew what he was going to say before he said it. His blue eyes looked almost black in the fading afternoon light.

“You love Harry,” he said. “I knew it when I first told you about the photo album.”

“I did,” Hermione said slowly.

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18 Affair

She slipped the note into her bag before climbing back in bed. She curled next to Draco, then moved her fingers across his cheekbones, his forehead. His eyes were wet. She laid her head against his chest and counted his breaths.

It was dawn before she fell asleep.

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19 Betrayal

“How dare you–” she snarled.

Draco took a half step back, but when she came at him again, he grabbed her wrists.

“Hermione, stop.”

“I should have never trusted you. You selfish-” she wrenched her arms free and Draco immediately released her, “loathsome, evil bastard.”

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20 Malfoy Manor

Mr. Weasley lay on the floor in a sprawled heap, his robes twisted under his body, his red hair matted with blood. Ginny ran to him but as Draco followed her inside, his eyes were drawn to the wizard by the fireplace.

Was he a ghost? He looked so solid.

Lucius Malfoy turned to them. His pale blue eyes shone from deep sockets. His yellowish and waxy skin looked garish in the firelight. His arms and face seemed oddly blurred, as though the pointed features had been erased around the edges.

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