The Affiance (Under Editing)

Chapter Twenty Three

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Chapter Twenty three(Interpreting the Prophecy )
Third Person's POV

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"Hermione" He managed to say.
She looked towards him searching for him.
He came out of the Cloak's safety and her gaze met his.

Without thinking he launched himself towards her.
But before he could reach her, he was sent backwards flying as a stunning spell was thrown at him.

"Draco!!"
She yelled. Her voice made him shudder. She had been horrible here.
Oh Salazar how would he ever forgive himself?

"Oh my my, look who we have here. The mudblood's husband. Came to save your princess did you?  Too bad, I'd have to waste some pureblood today."

"Stay away from him" Hermione sharply said.
Draco's heart warmed at that.

"Aww! How sweet. What will you do sister? You can't do anything. You are hopeless. Crucio! "

"No Hermione!! STOP IT" Draco yelled struggling to break from the enchanted ropes that were binding him.

Hermione bit on her lips, hard to stop the scream that threatened to escape. But she couldnt help it.

Draco felt like someone was cruciating him when she screamed. It was agonising and enough to bring him goosebumps.

Her screams stopped along the sound of Annabel laughing.

But she abruptly stopped.
She seemed frozen in her spot. Then she fell on the ground, it seemed as if someone petrified her .

"Hermione, you okay?"

Harry rushed towards his best friend.
Draco sighed in relief. He almost forgot about Harry.

"H-Harry D-Draco,"

"Come on we need to get our of here." Draco stood up as Harry removed their binds and he swooped Hermione in his arms.

"What about -"
There was a cracking and they turned to see that she had gone.

"How did she apparate inside the manor? "

"She is granted. The wards must recognise her."

The blonde nodded.
He needed to take her home.

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The room was dimly lit. A silhouette of a person could be spotted near the bed, his head down, hands holding those of the person lying in the bed.

There was movement as the brunnete stirred and his head jerked up.

Hermione groaned. Her body ached and her throat was dry
"W-water" She croaked, cringing at her voice.

She heard someone speak something and soon a pair of arms were helping her up.
She recognised the voice, very well.

Draco poured a glass of water and guided it to her lips. She drank it and finished in in one gulp.

"Hermione, how are you feeling?" He whispered in her ear.

"Be-better "

She said.

"Do you want more water?"

She shook her head softly.

"Okay, lie back down. You need to rest."
He sighed when she shook her head.

"C'mon Hermione, you need rest."

"Did you find the book?"

Oh Salazar, he thought.