Dramione Instagram - Eighth Grade

Hermione

Hermione slammed open the door, entering the room Draco was waiting in.
"Are you aware that the day I passed out was because of the bond? Because it was being completed so quickly." she demands, slamming the book down on the table in front of him.
"Yes,"
"And when you obsessively punched the tree, because the bond was messing with your emotions!"
"I am aware."
"You didn't think to tell me our emotions go haywire each time the bond develops!" she screams, waving her hands in the air.

He raises and eyebrow and gesture to her, "Try to calm down Hermione,"
"Excuse you?"
"I am going to take a guess the bond started at some point during the war, as to which I assume it was when you were getting tortured?" he queries.
Hermione's jaw goes slack, "What?"
"I believe it-"
"It was my fault?"

He sighs and runs a hand frustratedly through his hair, "It isn't your fault. Your soul needed help, it only makes sense. You were going through something terrible so it reached out."
"But it was my soul that broke not yours,"
"And it was me that made us enemies, therefore it was me who started the progression of the bond."

Her eyes swim with uncertainty, "What if we can't undo it?"
"We will."
"Malfoy it is said to be impossible."
"I talked to Luna's contacts yesterday, one of them managed to fracture the bond at our stage. We can do it Hermione, I know we can."
"That is a fracture not a break Draco,"
"We are smarter than them Hermione," he says, tugging at his hair.

She crosses her arms over her chest.
"I hardly think-"
"For fucks sake Granger do you want the bond broken or not. Because personally I do not want to be stuck with you for the rest of my fucking life." he yells, cutting her off.
"Of course I want the bond broken Malfoy," she snarls back, her hands clenching into fists.

"Good." he says, venom lacing his tone.
"How do we break it,"
"Start by fracturing it, meet me by the castle doors at midnight."
"Tonight?"
"Well it is the full moon Granger,"
"Do I get an explanation?"
"I'll walk you through it out there."

"Fine," she snarls before spinning around and storming out.

She approached the doors apprehensively, her hand resting against her wand despite the invisibility cloak.
Malfoy glances up as she approaches, looking around in confusion.

"I can hear your thoughts," he says and she immediately rips off the cloak.
"What do you mean? I thought that was the next stage oh my god is the next stage not marriage?" she gasps.
"It wasn't using the bond," he states.
"Then what?"
"Legilimency,"

She sucks in a quiet breath, "You know legilimency?"
"I know a lot of things Granger,"
"What else are you hiding?"
"I became an amimagi," he says, a prideful smirk on his face.
"When?"
"Sixth year, in between fixing the cupboard. I was already avoiding everyone so I figured why not have some fun with it,"
"What are you?" he tuts lightly, his smirk deepening as he pushes open the doors.

"Shall we?"

She nods and walks out the doors beside him, "So where are we going?"
"Forbidden forest."
"Trying to get us killed?" she murmurs.
"Don't be so dramatic, your anxiety is affecting me." he snarls.

She sucks in a breath of frustration.
"Dearest apologies Malfoy, being in the woods with someone who truthfully despises me does so much for my nerves."

"I'm not going to kill you,"
"But would you stop something else from killing me?"

He shakes his head lightly and scoffs, "Yes Granger, unfortunately I do have a moral compass,"
"Hardly,"

They make the rest of the walk in silence until Draco presses his hand against Hermione's chest to halt her.
She stares into the large opening beside the water, memories from third year rushing back.

"Here?" she asks.
He nods stiffly, before pulling a knife out of his coat.

"What are you-" before she could finish the sentence, he dragged a line down his palm, before carving a triangle below it.

She let out a gasp and stepped back.
"Malfoy what did you just do?" she demands while he holds the knife out to her.
"What? Never done a blood ritual before Granger?" he sneers, a knowing smirk on his face.

She grumbles under her breath as she takes the knife in her hand.
Cursing softly under her breath, she draws a light cut down the centre of her palm, following up the action with a triangle just beneath like his.

"What now," she asks, ignoring the dull throbbing in her palm.

He holds out his hand for her to take and she does. After watching it for a moment he drags her closer to him, pressing their palms together and wrapping his free hand around her waist.
"Repeat after me," he whispers softly.

"vinculum solve, certare, vindicare animum ut proprium," he murmurs, lightly against her neck.

"vinculum solve, certare, vindicare animum ut proprium," she says back, gasping at the tingling sensation creeping up her back.

"ut teneat cor unum, solve mente proditionis et libidinis,"
She recites the words back, tensing as the tingling sensation begins to cover the expanse of her skin, aside from the wound on her palm.

"libertatem petere, animum in actu perfectionis reddere,"
he murmurs, and the tingling intensifies, making her feel sick.

He tightens his grip on her waist, stopping her from pulling away.

"de tenebris et luce,"
She sighs as the tingles ease slightly.

"dolorem tollit,"

"malum fieri, nisi in redemptione,"
The tingling shifts, only in her left arm now, approaching her wrist.

"dimittatur errata et sanentur animae," he whispers, threading his fingers through hers.

"parcatur anima, solve vinculum," he whispers.

As she repeats the words the tingling moves to her palm and hovers along the edges of the wound, she feels him pull her close but she is trying to pull her hand free. The aching sensation overwhelming her completely.

"Malfoy it hurts," she gasps.
"Not much longer, it's ok," he soothes against her neck and she lets out a choked gasp.

Full Translation in English.
break the bond, fight, claim the spirit as one's own
that the heart may hold one, loose the mind of treachery and lust,
to ask for freedom, to return the spirit in the act of perfection
of darkness and light
takes away the pain
evil to be done, except in redemption
errors are forgiven and souls are healed,
spare the soul, loose the bond