Bellatrix Lestrange captured Hermonie Granger during the battle of the Department of Mystery's. She is taken to Malfoy Manor to be held hostage for the summer, forcefully becoming one of their servants.
Before she knows it, things begin to start tak...
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Fire.
What happens to fire if you cannot smother it?
It causes pure uncontrollable chaos.
Fire and chaos thrive from the turmoil that they create together. Fire destroys everything in its wake, no matter the cost while chaos thrives from this destruction.
Sadly, they eventually become smothered or even dying out on their own. Leaving nothing but destruction and pain behind them.
At the same time though, people would argue this is painfully poetic.
'Painfully poetic', sometimes I think to myself that is how I view Draco and me.
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"Draco Malfoy destroys everything before him. He is merely a weapon of the Dark Lord and nothing more."
His voice belittled me as I stared out the window seeing the sunset be engulfed by the evening clouds. I became increasingly irritated hearing him make Draco sound like he was not even a real person.
"You do not know Draco like I do. He has a beating heart, a conscience, he kno-."
"Knows what? You're speaking of a boy who bullied you, abused you and even played a part in your torment!"
Professor Snape raised his monotone voice higher as I eventually faced him. My hands became fists, feeling some of my bones crack from the fist like formation.
"I forgave him! He came and rescued me two times, which is enough to redeem him in my eyes."
Our eyes eventually met; his dark bity eyes were piercing as his hands flung into the air with irritation. He spun on his heels walking away from me and towards his desk.
"You're pathetic Granger. Listening to you defend him, I figured you would be stronger. Don't tell me that you've fallen for him."
My nails were digging into my palms, I knew if they went any deeper my nails would eventually pierce the skin.
"You honestly think I would fall in love with him? Draco could never love anyone or anything."
The door opened with an absurd creak, stirring the both of us from our bickering. My head jerked to the door, seeing his platinum blonde hair shine in the candlelight.
