lost // dramione

Chapter 4

A.N:

Hey guys. I hope you guys like my story. I just want you guys to know that school is coming but I swear to still update you guys. To primadonuts and metamorphagus_ for my very first comments. Thank you very much. This chapter will be shorter than the others but i'll make sure its good enough for you guys. Might be trilling. You may never know.

I love shoes so i'm showing you guys Hermy's shoes

~Busted

Hermione went to back to her apartment after she was kidnapped. Malfoy was still the same selfish brat from Hogwarts. She had the urge to talk back but she was cautious. What if she did talk back, Malfoy might lose his temper and decide to give her to the Ministry as he feast the prize money with who knows what.

But, Malfoy was clever. He graduated as salutatorian and herself as the valedictorian. They grew up together in a way that was fairly distant but yet, it was good enough for one understands. Everyone knows that Hermione hates him more than the other two does. She sees him nothing more than a dick-headed asshole.

"I need answers Granger. Answers."  It kept repeating on her mind over and over. What she hated more about this mess was that she couldn't talk about it to anyone. She can't tell anyone how she feels and how painful it is to felt betrayed by everyone that used to be with her. Malfoy's words were tempting but her first rule on this blurred reality was not to trust anyone else except herself. Her feelings were oblivion now. And Hermione is history.

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Hermione wore her plain white sweater, shorts, her usual black coat and her knee length boots. She took a day off and made Lea took in charge of the bookstore. She decided to relax and just stroll around London. Hermione watched a movie and bought some things. After the long shopping spree, Hermione decided to go home.

The silence was depressing. Hermione sighed and placed down all the bags she just bought. Hermione closed her eyes and waved her wand muttering 'redire cotidianus' meaning 'return to normal' in Latin. As she opened her eyes, she went directly to the mirror on the wall beside her couch and stared at her reflection changing her pureblood appearance to her normal self. Her real self. Her brown hair and big brown eyes. Hermione smiled. She missed this. She missed the real her. Hermione went on to fix her newly bought dresses and shoes.

She's tired and angry. It always felt like happiness was beyond her reach and that even though she's free, she's still sure there's a possibility that they'll find out and bring her to Azkaban. She always wondered how painful it is to die because of a kiss. But this kiss wasn't ordinary, a kiss that even the most mushy person that ever existed would kiss a bull instead. The Dementor's kiss. They say it's worse than dying. Its a painful and slow death. Second by second a dementor is sucking your soul. They say after you can't feel anything. No memory, no happiness. You're still standing or your organs are working but you're not alive anymore, just barely breathing. Hermione closed her eyes and sat down on the cold floor. She felt a tear rolled down to her cheek. She's crying again. Crying became a habit to her yet still felt foreign to her since she was used to wake up every day feeling happy or maybe even held much more feeling. She was sobbing loudly. She wrapped her arms around her knees. She looked like a little toddler who lost her little doll, but in this life's playground, she lost everything. What are left of her were herself and her courage to continue. She just cried there for an hour or so. Little did she know, someone was listening to her break down on the outside of her door.

Draco frowned. He was holding on the door knob thinking if he should enter or not. Before she could leave the manor, he silently placed a tracking spell on her. His wand was leading him until it ended up to the very place where Hermione Granger or Isabelle Grey's apartment. He can hear her loud sobs even though he is outside. As soon as he realized her sobbing went low, he stopped holding on the door knob and placed his hands on his coat pockets. He shifted his gaze and started walking to the hallways, passing by a lot of doors.

 Draco was staring on his feet when he heard her name. Granger's other name. Isabelle's name. He stopped and looked back seeing two men. It seems as if Granger has a lot of suitors but this was different. What's scary about this scenery was that the 2 men were wearing auror uniforms. Shit. As soon as Draco saw them started knocking, he started sprinting down the hallway until he saw a window by Hermione's room. He knew it was hers because no person can ever place as much books in her desk as Hermione Granger does. Draco took out his wallet and muttered.

'Accio broom' and in an instant, a broom came out from his wallet. Charmed wallet of course.

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Knock Knock

Hermione's eyes slowly opened since the banging of the door woke her up. She glanced at her watch realizing it was 6 in the evening. Hermione took out her wand from her coat and quietly walked to the door.

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Why should I help her? She's a mudblood. She deserves to be locked in Azkaban as another criminal.

 But she's not the criminal. She doesn't deserve this.

'Uggghhhhh' Draco mentally screamed while walking back and forth repeatedly. But leaving her means no answers. Why does she have to live in a muggle community. It's harder for him to help her using magic. Draco was thinking of reasons why he should help her or not. He stopped walking when he heard a loud door bang. Crap.

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"Miss Grey. We are here to ask you about Miss. Lea Von's death."

WHATTT? Lea is dead? How did that happen? Why? What? Where? When?

Hermione knew that the answers were outside of her door and that they knew what happened. Hermione tried to relax herself, breathing in and out. Hermione silently turned the knob and opened the door. She saw two male aurors looking at her as if they had seen a ghost. Hermione froze when she remembered that she forgot to change her appearance back to normal. When the black haired one tried to get her, she immediately closed the door.

"It's Hermione Granger! She's alive!" one of them stated with joy as if she was his lost treasure finally found but we all know what treasure they all meant.

She started placing a lot of locking spells on the door. She started crying. She feels as if she's going to tremble. She was getting week. Realizing she already placed dozens of them, Hermione directly ran to her closet and wore her flat ankle boots. She ran directly to her desk and got her Emergency Runaway charmed bag. She was placing her jewelries as fast as she can when she realized that there were only 5 locking spells. She knew it since she charmed the door to let her see how many locking spells there was left. She used her most powerful locking spells on the door so that she can still buy time to climb down using the emergency ladder from Miss. Anderson's apartment. The one beside hers. Her apartment was in the third floor so this will be harder than she thought. Hermione placed the charmed bag to her  coat pocket. Hermione was going to place her wand on the other pocket when a lot of rocks started going in from her window. Hermione looked down but was hit by a rock on the forehead.

"Ow", Hermione muttered while rubbing her forehead.

"Jump Granger! Jump", the person stated below. Hermione looked at the person but can't recognize him because of the smoke coming out from another tenant's room. All she can see was the broomstick that seems to be the property of the shouting man.

"Trust me Granger! Jump! Trust me!" the man yelled. He sounds really convincing. If she jumps and catches her, it would be easier to run rather than trained aurors but there is still a possibility she won't be caught and will die. One more locking spell. Hermione looked down below and tried so hard to find the courage to jump.

"Trust me Granger. Trust me on this..... Trust me Hermione" and that woke her up. She must do this. He's her only chance. If she climbs down instead, it would take time. The fastest way down was to jump. When the door opened and the aurors entered the room, Hermione jumped and saw the aurors looking at her. She let herself fall down. She can feel the air going upwards unto her until she felt herself going out. And everything became black.

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