Draco and Hermione - Between the living and the grave

11. Black Eyes

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Chapter 11

She looked up from the books piled around her chair and saw that the only source of light was coming from the bright orange flame from the big open fire place before her. She looked at the watch placed neatly on her wrist and gaped in shock at the time. She didn't even realise that she had been sitting there reading for hours and no one had disturbed her.

Closing the book as the binding creaked shut she sat the book aside and slipped off the delicate arm chair, stretching as she looked down at her bump. She hadn't found much on the old age magic of pregnancy but what she had found didn't tell her much more than what she already knew.

Hermione sighed before starting her journey out of the magnificent library and down the spiral stair case before her before stepping onto the second floor landing. Looking down the narrow corridor she saw portraits of the Malfoy heir looking disgustingly at her.

An empty portrait caught her eye and she moved toward it before looking underneath the gold photo frame and seeing the name, her eye's darkening instantly.

Bellatrix Lestrange

1951 –

Hermione's blood boiled and suddenly ran cold as ice as her hand instinctively rose and flames shot from her palm and hit the empty portrait, setting it instantly alight.

Turning, she stopped as the blonde haired boy stood before her.

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He watched Hermione as his Aunt's empty portrait was engulfed in flames, Hermione then turned and stopped as Draco looked at her. The brown orbs he was used too looking at were no longer there, instead black eyes bore into his soul, sending a shiver up his spine.

"Hermione...' He spoke as she just stood there with her now black orbs reading him but not like the look that Hermione would usually see from a person. He took a step forward as a sudden light illuminated her iris' almost blinding him as the light as sudden as it had happened disappeared and those beautiful, large brown orbs that Draco was used to had returned.

"Wha...' She questioned him as she looked confused before she was suddenly falling forward. Draco raced toward her, gripping her as she collapsed into him, catching him off guard as he almost stumbled over from her growing belly.

"MOTHER," He bellowed loudly as footsteps were sounded from the ground floor as they started up the stairs.

Seconds later Narcissa appeared from the middle of the narrow corridor where the second spiral stairs case was located and raced toward her son who was gripping a very heavy Miss Granger in his hold.

Seeing the charred black empty portrait which was once gold, Narcissa looked at her son before racing to help him carry the now blacked out Hermione to the closest bedroom (which happened to be Draco's).

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The cool breeze hitting her soft features awoke her as she pushing herself up in the bed, and groggily wiped her eyes as she gazed around the dimly lit room. Taking in the green colors on the duvet and around the large four-poster bed and the posters of all the famous dark wizards around the walls; Hermione instantly knew she was in Malfoy's room.

Hermione yawned and stretched before lifting the somewhat heavy duvet from her body, noticing her very large stomach protruding from her, setting her feet down onto the cold, hard solid wood floor and pushing herself up off the bed.