Limerence

The worst fear

Narrator's pov:

Hermione and Draco rushed to Dumbledore's office. They explained the situation to him.

What will be the solution to this catastrophe? Will Hermione join the death eaters? Draco tried to compose himself, but this situation was something out of everyone's reach...

The Dark Lord could murder them both if he wanted to way before Hermione could give him an answer. But, torture is what he knows the best. Voldemort knows that he will not be getting complete loyalty from Hermione.. But torturing the traitors and the mudblood.. How could he let this opportunity pass away that easily?

Now Draco and Hermione sat in front of Dumbledore. Who looked out of his window, deep in thought. He knew what his answer would be and what Hermione would have to do eventually. But he wanted to gather some time for both of them.. After all they are kids, who have a terrible fate in front of them.. The couple which was supposed to grow old with eachother, will now have to be double agents and have a complete risk for their lives.

"Draco and Hermione, you will not be liking my answer to this solution. I'm going to be straightforward. The only thing we lack is time. Everything happened so fast that just processing the information took a lot of time.
Now, Draco... You will have to convince the dark lord that Hermione needs time to think.. Meanwhile, if  Draco gives us some vital information, we will get a head start for our mission... But dare I say, defeating the dark lord is no joke."

They both gulped on hearing this.

"And if a time constraint is upon us and if we are not able to make any movement in the direction of deafeating the dark lord, I don't want to say this but Hermione, you will eventually will have to join the death eaters"

Hermione and Draco knew that eventually this was going to happen but hearing it from Dumbledore, brought them back to reality. Now this was their life. This is how they would have to live.

Hermione couldn't hear anything else now.. Tears started streaming from her face and she stood up and started running towards her dorm.

Draco's pov:

Can I face hermione? No. The guilt eats me alive when I see her in such situations. Does she even love me after all this?

I sighed and excused myself from Dumbledore's office. My solution? Potter and the weasel. I may not be very civil with them. But only they can help me at this time. And they are the ones whom hermione won't hesitate to share.

This was a very super short chapter. But I will be writing new long and fresh chapters!
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