Chapter 16 - Talk to me

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Draco's POV

I woke up in my bedroom, it had returned to it's normal colours. Green, silver and black. I rolled over to look out the window because the curtains weren't closed, I watched as the sun rose outside. My head ached from me fainting. I face-palmed in exasperation with myself, I had fainted in front of Voldemort, that was definitely a bad move, a stupid move. You could not show weakness in front of him, or in front of any of the death-eaters. I slid out of bed and felt the cold floor underneath my bare feet. As soon as I stood up straight I had a pounding headache, I sat straight back down again, getting back under my sheets again. Just then my mother walked in, when she saw I was awake, she dropped the sheets she was holding and ran over. 

"Draco, how are you? Are you okay? Do you need anything?" She said. I felt overwhelmed by all her questions and how close she was to me.

"Just stop, Mother. I'm perfectly fine, could you get my wand and some food?" I replied. She nodded, running off, leaving the sheets on the floor where she had dropped them. I realised that someone had changed me into my pyjamas, I went to my wardrobe and pulled out my school robes. I went into the bathroom and changed, my head was still pounding but I struggled through, I needed to get out of here and back to Hogwarts. When I returned to my bedroom, my mother was just coming back in. She held a tray which had bread, bacon, sausages and beans on. And beside that on the tray was my wand. She set it down on my bed and left. I took my wand and pointed it at my head. "Episkey." I murmured. The pain in my head disappeared. I sat on my bed, I ate all the food then standing up, I tucked my wand into my robes. I apparated to outside the school gates and surprisingly they were open. I slipped through and walked up to the castle.

Hermione's POV

I stood over the cradle, letting Willow grasp my finger with her little ones. I watched as her wisps of hair turned pink and purple. She giggled and babbled away to me as if I had any idea what she was saying. Draco had been missing since last night, but I tried not to worry and tried instead to focus on my baby daughter. It didn't work though, I withdrew my finger and kissed her forehead goodbye. She made a little gurgle as I left and I turned to see her hair go brown again. I carried on walking and left the Hospital Wing. Unsure of where I was actually going, I headed downstairs and walked out the front door, I went down onto the banks by the lake onto the grass that was swaying in the wind. 

I saw a figure heading towards the castle, with tousled platinum hair. I glanced away for a second, then immediately realised that I recognised the person. I headed back to the front door, reaching them the same time as him but he hadn't noticed, he was looking down at the ground as though he was lost in thought. "Draco?" I said softly, trying to get his attention. He looked up and his eyes were full of surprise, he definitely hadn't noticed me. 

"Hermione." Draco said. He didn't seem to want to meet my eyes. I wondered why, I had already seen his Dark Mark, I then remembered my response. I hadn't let him explain himself. He then voiced, what I was thinking. 

"We need to talk, privately." He said. I nodded, I took his hand, he seemed reluctant to hold mine back, but he did. I led him down to the banks of the lake, which were weirdly deserted, considering the heat. I sat down on the grass and he sat beside me.

"So, Draco, talk to me." I said, looking towards him, I had given up a lot of things for him, so he needed to prove that it was worth it and he wasn't just going to give me up again now. I did love him but I couldn't go through it all again, it had hurt me enough the first time. Maybe I would just be happier, if I moved on and left this all behind me. But I couldn't do that, I would give him chance to explain himself first. He turned to face me, he looked ashamed and I wanted to comfort him but I knew I should let him explain uninterrupted. 

"I don't think you want to know." He said, quietly. I gave him a hard look of disbelief and that was all he needed to convince him. "Alright, I killed someone." I gasped, I couldn't help the look of disgust I gave him, but before he noticed, I cleared my expression I would keep my opinion to myself until he had told the whole story. "Voldemort told me to do it and I want you to know," He reached out to touch my arm, I controlled myself so I didn't flinch away from him. "I had no choice, if I didn't do it. I would have died instead." I knew what he was saying was true but I still didn't feel it was truly justified enough. "Also," I had to hold in a sigh, there was more, this was far more complicated than it needed to be. "Voldemort's told me to kill someone else. And he wants me to do it soon." I couldn't resist the temptation to ask.

"Who?" I asked. He looked me in the eyes then and I had never seen him look so desperate and sad. I wished I could help him, but there was no way.

"Dumbledore." He said, quietly. I couldn't help but gasp again, I felt light-headed and dizzy just at the thought of that. It was good that I was sat down otherwise I would probably have collapsed. I couldn't believe it, Voldemort must be close to being back in power if he needed Dumbledore dead now. That couldn't happen, Harry would need to disappear or Voldemort would come for him, I would need to go, a mudblood would definitely not be allowed. And Willow would need to be kept safe, this was all too sudden, too soon. There was no time to get ready, to prepare.

"No, no, you can't. It's too soon, no-one is ready yet." I said, desperately. This couldn't be happening, this must be some terrible dream.

"That's the whole point, to take everyone unawares." He said, quietly. 

"When will you do it? I need to know so me, Willow and the others can go." I asked. He considered for a moment.

"I'll do it tonight, it needs to be soon or Voldemort will kill me." He responded. I was taken aback, it was so soon, everything was too soon. So little time to prepare. I thought for a moment. Before getting to my feet, he also got to his feet. 

"I need to go, I need to tell the others and I need to leave. It will be a while before I see you again. I'll miss you." I said, trying not to feel too upset by this. 

He stepped closer so that he was right up against me, I looked up into those ice grey eyes, I had looked into so often and tried to remember every speck and detail of them. He lent down and kissed me on the lips, I lent into the kiss, into him. I knew this wouldn't happen again for a while and I was going to miss him greatly, but this was the perfect way to say goodbye. It was passionate in a way it had never been before, and his arms had snaked around my waist. I tried to resist the urge to put my hands through his hair but I failed. I felt his soft hair in my hands, and when he pulled away, at first I didn't remove my hands. I felt like my body was on fire but I didn't want it to end. He bit his lip and I could hear his heavy breathing, I couldn't resist I stood on my tiptoes and lent against him, we kissed again and he softly bit my bottom lip. But then finally I withdrew and took a step back. "I better go. Bye, Draco." I said. I walked away up the banks and when I turned back to glance at him, I saw he was still stood there and he looked so alone and infinitely sad. 

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