Our Beautiful Insanity

Chapter 24; do not hate me

A/N: The chapter will start where the last one ended ;) I really hope you like it. Used a long time with the descriptions on everything. This is most certainly a very important chapter for the story, and will probably be brought up many times in the rest of the fanfiction. Enjoy it loves. Yet another hard-core Dramione make out session. Oh and I'm currently watching Pride and Prejudice so I'm way to inspired for my own good.

"Hermione" He breathed out.

"Draco what's wrong" She hurried over to his side.

"Don't hate me Hermione. Because I love you, so don't hate me"

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(Narrators POV)

The silent girl listened to his long explanation, paying attentions to his every world. She could hear what he was saying, although she couldn't register the unbarring truth he was confessing. Finally, he stopped talking while patiently waiting for her to respond.

The scared Slytherin reached out to hold her hand. Responding to his touch, the beauty in front of him looked up staring straight into his deep eyes.

It was as if the two young soulmates were the only thing important in this world. Truth be told, she was the most important thing for him, and he was so for her.

The familiar tension crept upon them silently. Somehow, it felt like every single element in the room in was trying to smack them together. The air did its part by poisining them with the most dangerous toxic in the world; passion. Passion that could drive you insane, with just knowing how deeply you want the other person in the room to be yours.

While the temperature in the room did its part by boiling them up creating the threatening atmosphere of heat. Heat that was trying its best to make the male go crazy. Heat that was trying to get him closer to the female. Heat that made the two "almost lovers" want each other more badly then they had ever experienced a need ever before.

Most importantly, the love in the room was trying its best to made them realize it was just that; love. The love made the girl want to forget and forgive him for everything. Love, wanted her to understand. Love also wanted him to make it easier for her, by not having anything to forgive. Love needed him to leave the darkness his soul was brought into; it wanted him to not do the worst think a man can ever do to another. To Kill.

Reluctantly, she cleared her trough and started, "So". She was quite hesitant to speak, but kept going anyway. "You...You...are going to...to kill....to kill Dumbledore...tonight?

He could feel the pain that she was carrying in her words, because he was feeling it to.

"Love...I don't know what to say." Ha cradled his head in his hand and silently stared to cry.

The lost boy was crying for the strong female. He was crying for the future victims of his actions. He was crying for his mum, who soon would be the mother of a murderer. He was crying for the damaged future he was creating for himself, for everyone affected by his actions. Mostly he cried for himself, because he was so utterly scared.

As the terrified being was breaking down in front of the brave other, every student and teacher at the school could hear a thunder from the storm. Everyone except them.

The strong beauty made her way towards him and made him rest his head on her shoulder.

"You don't ned to say anything Draco," she silently whispered into his ear.

Suddenly he remember yet again, why he was here. "You...You need to go to the Gryffindor common room. You need to be safe Hermione."

She backed away a few centimetres and looked at him with disbelief. "Are you crazy? It's not like I can just walk up to the Gryffindor commonroom, make myself a cup of tea, taking a bath and wait for tonight to be over. What reality do you live in Draco. I cannot leave you; I need to know you will be fine. I need to know that you will be safe."

With that, all the passion, all the heat and all the love got the best of him. He grabbed her face and smashed his lips on hers, tasting the taste he had longed for so badly. One of his hands placed itself in her hair, pushing her face closer to his, while his other hand travelled down her neck.

The power the slytherins touch had on the girl was remarkable. Shivers were send down in a hundred directions all throughout her body.

The inpatient male needed to taste more of her, and slithered his tongue across her bottom lip and finally made its way into her mouth. Their tongues were dancing the most amazing dance on the flavour of each other, both wanting to lead the dance. The female let out a long waited moan as he circled his tongue around hers, before pressing their lips harder together again.

He slammed her up against the wall and lifted her up so her legs connected around his waist. She traced her fingers up along his back until she reached the middle, where she dug her nails harsh into his skin. The simple action made the young boy full of more lust than he had ever carried. He groaned against her lips when he felt himself harden even more, which made her let out a moan once again as she felt him against her abdomen.

"You don't know what you do to me princess," he groaned into her air. The sound of his dark voice, full of lust made her gasp.

"Well then tell me," she commanded, while burying her hands in his hair.

"I shouldn't say worlds like that, love, I was taught not to." He grinned against her mouth, while stoking her chin lightly.

"I'm sure whatever it is, I've heard you say worse," she laughed.

He grinned yet again, and cupped her face while pressing himself closer to her.

The amazing sensation that was currently occupying the tow teens made them forget about the gruesome truth the near future would contain.

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Draco's (POV)

He rushed up to the astronomy tower. Already running late, he only tried his very best to show up before Dumbledore would return.

He waited behind a statue for what seemed like an eternity.

Finally, he heard his old professor and saint potter appear. Dumbledore said something about getting Snape. Draco only had to wait for potty to leave.

Its time now Draco.

"Oh young mister Malfoy, how lovely to see you on this night." The professor smiled at him.

Of course, he had to smile.

Before Draco could come up with a fitting retort, the old professor started talking again.

"Draco. I am aware of your situation." He said in all seriousness.

"My what?" Draco knew what he was talking about, but he needed to be certain.

"I know about the terrible task you have been given. I also know how destructive it would be for you to go through with it." The old man hinted.

"You don't know anything about me!" Draco yelled.

"Oh but I do. I know there is one thing very close to your heart that you will lose if you do this Draco. I know about you and Miss Granger"

She had told him?

The older one kept going. "Don't worry Mr. Malfoy; your secret is safe with me. And no, miss Granger didn't tell me, but I do happen to know where every student is at every time. It was quite easy to understand the situation, because both of you have paid the room of requirement quite a few visits. At the same time, may I add.

Draco was left stunned.

"Now I have an offer for you Draco."

An offer?

"I'll keep both you and Miss Granger under my protection. As long as I live. Do not tell me you won't take my offer, because I really think you should. If I have to convince you Draco, you should think about that if you take my offer you would not have to marry Miss Parkinson.

I can have Hermione

"So Draco, what do you say?"

You have bewitched me body and soul. And I love, love, I love you"-Jane Austin, Pide and Prejudice.

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