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Damimon080- I am both mentally scarred, and fascinated marie. This is turning out to be a great story, but you left a cliffhanger..evil..gotta see what happens:3
Evil? I'm just born with wickedness (evil grin) Be prepared for more cliff hangers! Muahahaha! XD
SimpleNClea92- This is really, good, update soon!
I'm glad you like it.
Dark Iy- This story is different but in a good way! i am looking forward to reasing the next chapter! keep up the good work! update please! -Dark Ivy
Thank you. I am trying to stay away from cliches as much as I can. Like Hermione's hair is straightened and now she's completely different and beautiful. That is in too many D&H fanfics.
bloodbrther- awesome chapter!really hopes he saves her
Thank you very much and you'll find out soon enough.
Chapter two: Mudbloods
Luckily he caught her in time and he was short breathed. Hermione's eyes opened and looked up and almost immediately she said,
"What the bloody hell do you think you're doing? Let go of me."
"I would like to ask you the same question. And I'm not getting go." He said as he pulled her up to safety. However, Hermione protested.
"No! I don't want to be saved! Especially from the likes ofyou!" She tried to escape from Draco's grip on her wrist but it was no use.
"Will you stop it?" said Draco, annoyed and angry.
Despite all the struggle Hermione put up, Draco managed to get her back on to the tower and but she fell on top of him. Draco suddenly realized that Hermione was sobbing and looked at her.
"What the hell were you thinking? Were you trying to kill yourself?" Interrogated Draco in an angry voice.
She moved away from him, still sobbing and said in a quivering voice,
"As a matter in fact, yes. I was trying to kill myself. And I didn't want to be saved, especially from you!"
"So I do a good deed and this is what I get in return. Being yelled at. That's the last time I save a mudblood from busting open their brain." Scoffed Draco.
"Why did you even save me?" said Hermione in a confused voice.
Draco thought about this question. Why did he save her? He pretty much despises her and he didn't expect a nice "thank you" from her. So why did he? He made up an excuse and said,
"Just a reaction."
"So the great Draco Malfoy saves humanity now?" asked Hermione, cynically.
Draco paused for a moment.
"Whatever mudblood. And don't you think of killing yourself again." Said Draco.
"Why? Why do you care if I live or not? I'm just a filthy good for nothing mudblood remember?"
"Do you always have to ask questions?" said Draco who was getting annoyed.
"I want an answer now. Why?"
"Just drop it alright Granger? I'm tired and I could be sleeping by now."
Draco started to walk away from her and then he heard a thud behind him. He turned his head back and saw Hermione lying on the ground.
"Shit"
He couldn't just leave her here. And he certainly could not bring her to the Gryffindor common room. It was either Hospital wing or his heads dormitory...He don't want the whole school to know that he saved a mudblood from dying and the professors are going to interrogate him and accuse Draco of hurting her or something and he don't want that…so hospital wing is out. The only thing left was his dormitory …'Just fucking great he', he thought. He bent down and put her into him arms. It's a good thing that prefects were lazy as hell these days so there was nobody wondering in the corridors. Not that he would get in trouble if he get caught, but he just couldn't risk getting caught red handed with Hermione in his arms. They reached the heads portrait, and Draco said,
"sitis pro vox"
He quietly sneaked up to his dormitory. He gingerly laid Hermione on his bed and realized that her clothes were still very wet. And he contemplated for a second as he put his hand to his chin, blushing, whether he should take off her cloths or just leave it on.
'She's going to freak out when she finds her clothes changed. And she would take defiantly take it the wrong way…as if I was trying to rape her, which I would never do thank you very much. Even I have standards better than that. But If I leave her like this, she could catch a cold…..bloody hell…I can't believe I'm actually going to do this...'
Draco carefully started to undress her, starting from her tie. He slid it off and let it fall to the ground and blushed even harder…. 'Why am I even blushing? This is a mudblood for crying out loud. She's not even good-looking. She still has her untamed hair, her chocolaty brown eyes, her curvy figure…what the fuck!...Come on Draco…She's a filthy mudblood.' With that in mind, he shook his head and started to unbutton her shirt, slowly so she wouldn't wake up. Starting from her neck… to her chest…to her abdomen…and he was finished and his face was unnaturally red to his pale skin. Draco closed his eyes and hastily took off the shirt. Then, he realized that her arm was covered with deep wounds…yes she cut herself. Draco remorsefully observed her cuts and he just continued undressing her, continuing with the skirt…He found the zipper, unzipped it and just threw it on the ground. He went to the closet and got his old t-shirt which said quidditch, my anti-drug. And it was pretty much a dress for Hermione. He tucked her in, gathered her clothes and neatly folded them up. He changed this clothing as well since they were as wet as Hermione's clothes and just went to sleep on the couch.
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