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Harry, Hermione, Draco
Primary Relationship
Secondary Relationship(s)
Drama, Horror/Dark, Romance
Mild Language, Strong Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme, Contains Spoilers
Story Reviews
Work In Progress (WIP)
First Published
2011-07-29 3:56am
Last Chapter
2012-02-29 8:51pm
Last Updated
2012-02-29 9:02pm

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1 What Should Have Been an Ordinary Day


Hermione whipped around to see green light illuminate a hallway she hadn’t noticed before. Her stomach jolted as she heard a body hit the ground.

Before she even realized her feet were moving she was flying down the corridor, her heart pumping fearfully loud in her ears. After what seemed like an eternity, she reached the end of the hall and came to a horrified halt as she took in the scene before her. 

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2 The Blackest of Hearts

“Not exactly the life you wanted for yourself?” she asked tentatively.

He closed his eyes. “Who the hell would ever want this kind of life, Granger? Who the hell would want to deal with this kind of darkness, this kind of evil? I may be in Slytherin, but that doesn’t mean I want to kill people, even without consequence.”

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3 Still Beating

A figure was poised on the tower balcony, arms outstretched, ready to jump.

Hermione’s breath caught in her throat. She was paralyzed. If she said something, or even made a noise, what if they jumped? But if she didn’t say anything, they would jump anyway!

As she stood stock-still in uncertainty, tiny rays of orange light began filtering into the tower, illuminating the figure. Hermione’s eyes widened as she caught sight of a familiar blonde head.

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4 If He Fails

“Sometimes, Granger, I really don’t understand you,” Draco said, turning back around to look at her pointedly. She shifted uncomfortably beneath his gaze.

“What do you mean?” she asked, averting her eyes.

“What you asked me earlier… If I failed, was Voldemort going to kill me… You already knew the answer, didn’t you?” 

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5 The Key

He heard Voldemort move again somewhere in the darkness. “Draco, I believe in you. You have such promise. So I’ll go easy on you, and give you one last chance to complete the task I have assigned you. You have one month. If Albus Dumbledore is still alive by that time… You won't be.” 

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6 Proving It

 “Do you think that Harry can defeat him?” His question unintentionally came out as a whisper. No matter where he was, he always felt like Voldemort could hear him.

Hermione’s eyebrows shot up at the question. “Why would you ask me that?”

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7 Origin

“What the bloody hell was that?” she finally sputtered.

“I kissed you, Granger.”

“Why would you do such a thing? What does that prove, besides the fact that you’ve finally gone off the deep end?” she screamed hysterically, moving away from him as if afraid he'd go for round two.

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8 A Failed Interrogation

“I want proof,” Hermione blurted.

“Proof of what?” he asked, his eyebrows slanting in confusion.

“Proof that I’m not some pawn in one of your twisted games!” she screamed, throwing him up against the wall and putting her wand up to his chin menacingly.

“Granger, have you gone mad?!”

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9 Saved

Draco looked down at his hands, wondering how he could possibly dilute the incredibly detailed dreams into a few simple statements.

When it came down to it… They were about him being saved by her. They were about her being some sort of light in the darkness. And they were all telling him that he needed her if he wanted to survive.

“To be honest, Hermione… My dreams were all about you... saving my life.”

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10 When Words Fail

There was absolutely nothing she could say, but there was certainly something she could do.

She slowly lifted her head and turned to him. Draco stared at her, transfixed. It had been a very long moment of silence since his confession, and he had been waiting for her reply with bated breath.

But it seemed that he would never receive one. At least, not in the form of the verbose commentary Hermione Granger was so famous for. Instead, her eyes met his and he watched, entranced, as her gaze fell slowly to his lips.

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11 A House of Darkness

I believe I’ve solved the mystery of the dreams, and I’ve gone to talk to the person that I suspect has been sending them.
I’m not alone. Please don’t worry about me. You know how careful I am.

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