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The End?
Back Again
DaOnLeeSam
Chapter 11
Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter characters.
“Harry, I think we should seriously consider this. I don’t like the idea of putting Hermione into such risk and pain.” Said Samara besides the twin beds containing Draco and Hermione.
“I agree, Sam. But don’t you want to know, what caused her to leave?” Harry replied as he added the last ingredient to the potion.
“Fine Harry, but I swear if anything happens to her-“
“Yes, I know, Sam. I’ll personally do you the favor of ridding this world of me.” Harry briskly cut her off.
“Good. As long as you know. So hurry up, we don’t have all day Harry. Goodness, such slowness.” Replied Sam as she poured the potion into a 5mL flask and approached Hermione.
“Mmhm…”
“What the hell…?” Samara murmured as she whipped away from Hermione, only to realize it was Draco waking up.
“What the hell is that? And why are you so close to my Hermione?” Draco rasped, although still sore from previous injuries.
“This is a particular potion that I invented using Hermione’s potions books, designed specifically to find out why she left the Magical World.” Replied Samara as she approached Hermione once more.
“It better safe. Or else…” Draco sputtered as Harry poured a pain relief potion down his thought.
“It’s never been tested, but we know the side effects and can heal her, if anything were to happen. But not only that we get the added bonus of killing Harry too.”
“Oh, in that case. Go ahead.” Draco replied sarcastically, not realizing that he was beginning to pass out due to the combination of a sleeping drought within the pain reliever.
“I always knew you were smart Harry.” Samara replied smiling when Draco began to snore.
“Yeah, I know. Now do it Sam.” Replied Harry as Samara poured the potion down Hermione’s throat and the room began to fog up, with a younger version of Hermione and Draco, at the ages of 17.
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“Draco, what the hell are you on about? I am NOT yours, get that through your thick head!” A young Hermione screeched at the top of her lungs before slamming the door of her Head Girl Bedchambers.
“Hermione we know better then that. Why can’t you admit that you want me? That you need me? That you might even love me?” Draco replied as he slipped though her room through the combined bathroom. Only to spot Hermione pouring memories into her pensieve. “What are you doing?”
“Just leave me alone Draco, please…” the younger Hermione murmured as she fell into a deep sleep exhausted from the tiresome day.
“I’ll never do that Hermione, I love you.” Was the last thing she heard as she joined the dream world, and Draco covered her.
---
“I can’t believe this started so long ago!” Harry exclaimed before Samara shhh-ed him as the next memory came to life.
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The younger Hermione was running down the chamber of secrets in search of a missing Ron.
“Ron! Where are you!” she shouted as she slid down the stairs and into the arms of the one and only Draco Malfoy. “Merlin, you’re everywhere aren’t you!” she screeched as she struggled to be set free.
“Now’s not the time for this. I know where he is. Let’s go, the death eaters are coming.” Draco whispered as he lowered Hermione to the ground and into a secret short cut.
“Where exactly are we Draco?” Hermione whispered as they came upon a dimly lighted room.
“Don’t worry about it. You’re safe here.” Draco replied as he reached for a lever.
“What do you mean ‘Don’t worry about it?’ How can I not, I’m stuck in here with you, and I don’t know what the hell is your problem but you’ve gotten so mental and…” Young Draco shut Hermione up with a kiss.
---
“How the hell did Malfoy know where that secret short cut was!” Harry, once again exclaimed. This time it was Ginny who shut him up with a kiss as the next memory began in surprising clarity.
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“Draco, no. I’m sorry I can’t be with you.” A slightly older Hermione replied to a slightly older Draco.
“Why not?” he snapped “Is it because you fancy Weasley?”
“You know I don’t. So stop being such an arse.” Hermione snapped back as she walked out of the Head’s Common Room.
“You know I’m not letting you walk away from me so easily. Not after everything we’ve been through.” Draco calmly stated as he followed Hermione down the hall way.
“You? You’re not! Letting ME! How dare you!” Hermione screamed as she came to a full stop, not caring who saw them.
---
“Exactly.”
“Exactly my arse. I’m not taking this shit from you. Damn it! My parents are DEAD!” and with that said the young Hermione ran down the Hall way and into Harry’s arms.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t. I’m a veela, and I love you.” Draco quietly murmured as he turned in the opposite direction, knowing his love was safe at the moment.
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“He loves her.” Ginny gently whispered from her position in Harry’s arms. “He’s always loved her.”
“Yes, he has. But do you honestly think I care?” Ron replied sharply. The three turning to face him in shock.
“What do you mean? What’s happened to you?” Samara whispered as she gazed into Ron’s suddenly red eyes, and the room instantly cleared.
Back Again
DaOnLeeSam
Chapter 11
Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter characters
“Samara, Samara, Samara… I’d have thought you’d have figured it out already.”
“Figured what out Ron? What the hell are you on about?” Samara snapped out in agitation.
“Sam, Sam, Sam. We’ve been together for how many years, and you can’t recognize me.” Ron replied as he walked around a frozen Harry and Ginny. Towards Hermione’s bedside.
“No. It couldn’t possibly be… you’re DEAD!” samara shouted as she studiously watched Ron’s movements.
“Am I? I didn’t seem to realize.”
“Jonathan Zabini.” She whispered as he stroked Hermione’s pale cheek.
“So, you killed your own brother? You killed Blaise.” Samara questioned as she moved closer to Draco’s bed in attempt to wake him.
“She’s mine. He would have stopped me from taking her. But I didn’t exactly kill him. He’s just temporarily dead. Don’t worry. The dead Blaise is actually Terry. You do remember her? My ex.” Jonathan replied as he morphed back into his body. Now standing in from of Samara at 6’1’’ in black with black hair and red rimmed grey eyes.
“Why are you doing this?” She asked as she secretly pinched Draco with a syringe filled with a waking drought. “And what did you do to the real Ron?”
“Oh, him. Let’s just say that he’s temporarily out of service.” He replied as he moved even closer to Hermione. Just as Draco began twitching. Obvious to all this he was suddenly ax- kicked from behind.
“Bastard.” Muttered a surprised Draco as Samara started to drag the unconscious Jonathan out of the room.
“Hell yeah he is.” She murmured as she tossed Draco his wand so he could unfreeze Harry and Ginny.
“What the hell happened? Where’s Samara?” Ginny and Harry questioned simultaneously as they unfroze.
“Save the questions for later. Help me wake Hermione up.” Draco replied as he began to try and wake her up.
“Wait…a minute.” Ginny whispered as Hermione moaned.
“What?”
“She’s not here.” Ginny replied.
“What do you mean she’s not here?” Draco snarled even more determined to awake Hermione.
“Samara!” Ginny suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs.
“What! I’m trying to wake this bastard up here.” Samara replied enraged as she kicked Jonathan’s ribs again, this time hearing a crack. “That’s for my sister.” Then punched him in the face. “That’s for Blaise.” Then a pull towards the lower region. “That’s for Harry and Ginny, and then…”
“Sam. He’s taken her away. This isn’t Hermione.” Ginny stated.
“Oh my Merlin.” Samara murmured and began kicking and punching Jonathan in any location in anger.
“Sammy, hun. That’s not going to wake him.” Draco replied clutching the unconscious Hermione in his arms.
“This is only her body. She’s temporarily gone. And if we don’t find her essence soon. She’ll die.”
“We have to find out where he put them. The spirits. He told me Ron, and Blaise were temporarily gone also. But where could he possibly have them?”
“In a pensieve. That’s the only place you can put them. Where would he keep one Sam?”
“In his family heirlome. The Emerald Zabini Necklace. But that’s…” Samara replied.
“That’s where?” The all questioned.
“In the Pureblood Cemetery, only a pure blood can step through there and get it. His mother was buried with it.”
“I’ll go.” Draco replied. “I’ll do it…”
DaOnLeeSam
Chapter 11
Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter characters.
“Harry, I think we should seriously consider this. I don’t like the idea of putting Hermione into such risk and pain.” Said Samara besides the twin beds containing Draco and Hermione.
“I agree, Sam. But don’t you want to know, what caused her to leave?” Harry replied as he added the last ingredient to the potion.
“Fine Harry, but I swear if anything happens to her-“
“Yes, I know, Sam. I’ll personally do you the favor of ridding this world of me.” Harry briskly cut her off.
“Good. As long as you know. So hurry up, we don’t have all day Harry. Goodness, such slowness.” Replied Sam as she poured the potion into a 5mL flask and approached Hermione.
“Mmhm…”
“What the hell…?” Samara murmured as she whipped away from Hermione, only to realize it was Draco waking up.
“What the hell is that? And why are you so close to my Hermione?” Draco rasped, although still sore from previous injuries.
“This is a particular potion that I invented using Hermione’s potions books, designed specifically to find out why she left the Magical World.” Replied Samara as she approached Hermione once more.
“It better safe. Or else…” Draco sputtered as Harry poured a pain relief potion down his thought.
“It’s never been tested, but we know the side effects and can heal her, if anything were to happen. But not only that we get the added bonus of killing Harry too.”
“Oh, in that case. Go ahead.” Draco replied sarcastically, not realizing that he was beginning to pass out due to the combination of a sleeping drought within the pain reliever.
“I always knew you were smart Harry.” Samara replied smiling when Draco began to snore.
“Yeah, I know. Now do it Sam.” Replied Harry as Samara poured the potion down Hermione’s throat and the room began to fog up, with a younger version of Hermione and Draco, at the ages of 17.
---
“Draco, what the hell are you on about? I am NOT yours, get that through your thick head!” A young Hermione screeched at the top of her lungs before slamming the door of her Head Girl Bedchambers.
“Hermione we know better then that. Why can’t you admit that you want me? That you need me? That you might even love me?” Draco replied as he slipped though her room through the combined bathroom. Only to spot Hermione pouring memories into her pensieve. “What are you doing?”
“Just leave me alone Draco, please…” the younger Hermione murmured as she fell into a deep sleep exhausted from the tiresome day.
“I’ll never do that Hermione, I love you.” Was the last thing she heard as she joined the dream world, and Draco covered her.
---
“I can’t believe this started so long ago!” Harry exclaimed before Samara shhh-ed him as the next memory came to life.
---
The younger Hermione was running down the chamber of secrets in search of a missing Ron.
“Ron! Where are you!” she shouted as she slid down the stairs and into the arms of the one and only Draco Malfoy. “Merlin, you’re everywhere aren’t you!” she screeched as she struggled to be set free.
“Now’s not the time for this. I know where he is. Let’s go, the death eaters are coming.” Draco whispered as he lowered Hermione to the ground and into a secret short cut.
“Where exactly are we Draco?” Hermione whispered as they came upon a dimly lighted room.
“Don’t worry about it. You’re safe here.” Draco replied as he reached for a lever.
“What do you mean ‘Don’t worry about it?’ How can I not, I’m stuck in here with you, and I don’t know what the hell is your problem but you’ve gotten so mental and…” Young Draco shut Hermione up with a kiss.
---
“How the hell did Malfoy know where that secret short cut was!” Harry, once again exclaimed. This time it was Ginny who shut him up with a kiss as the next memory began in surprising clarity.
---
“Draco, no. I’m sorry I can’t be with you.” A slightly older Hermione replied to a slightly older Draco.
“Why not?” he snapped “Is it because you fancy Weasley?”
“You know I don’t. So stop being such an arse.” Hermione snapped back as she walked out of the Head’s Common Room.
“You know I’m not letting you walk away from me so easily. Not after everything we’ve been through.” Draco calmly stated as he followed Hermione down the hall way.
“You? You’re not! Letting ME! How dare you!” Hermione screamed as she came to a full stop, not caring who saw them.
---
“Exactly.”
“Exactly my arse. I’m not taking this shit from you. Damn it! My parents are DEAD!” and with that said the young Hermione ran down the Hall way and into Harry’s arms.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t. I’m a veela, and I love you.” Draco quietly murmured as he turned in the opposite direction, knowing his love was safe at the moment.
---
“He loves her.” Ginny gently whispered from her position in Harry’s arms. “He’s always loved her.”
“Yes, he has. But do you honestly think I care?” Ron replied sharply. The three turning to face him in shock.
“What do you mean? What’s happened to you?” Samara whispered as she gazed into Ron’s suddenly red eyes, and the room instantly cleared.
Back Again
DaOnLeeSam
Chapter 11
Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter characters
“Samara, Samara, Samara… I’d have thought you’d have figured it out already.”
“Figured what out Ron? What the hell are you on about?” Samara snapped out in agitation.
“Sam, Sam, Sam. We’ve been together for how many years, and you can’t recognize me.” Ron replied as he walked around a frozen Harry and Ginny. Towards Hermione’s bedside.
“No. It couldn’t possibly be… you’re DEAD!” samara shouted as she studiously watched Ron’s movements.
“Am I? I didn’t seem to realize.”
“Jonathan Zabini.” She whispered as he stroked Hermione’s pale cheek.
“So, you killed your own brother? You killed Blaise.” Samara questioned as she moved closer to Draco’s bed in attempt to wake him.
“She’s mine. He would have stopped me from taking her. But I didn’t exactly kill him. He’s just temporarily dead. Don’t worry. The dead Blaise is actually Terry. You do remember her? My ex.” Jonathan replied as he morphed back into his body. Now standing in from of Samara at 6’1’’ in black with black hair and red rimmed grey eyes.
“Why are you doing this?” She asked as she secretly pinched Draco with a syringe filled with a waking drought. “And what did you do to the real Ron?”
“Oh, him. Let’s just say that he’s temporarily out of service.” He replied as he moved even closer to Hermione. Just as Draco began twitching. Obvious to all this he was suddenly ax- kicked from behind.
“Bastard.” Muttered a surprised Draco as Samara started to drag the unconscious Jonathan out of the room.
“Hell yeah he is.” She murmured as she tossed Draco his wand so he could unfreeze Harry and Ginny.
“What the hell happened? Where’s Samara?” Ginny and Harry questioned simultaneously as they unfroze.
“Save the questions for later. Help me wake Hermione up.” Draco replied as he began to try and wake her up.
“Wait…a minute.” Ginny whispered as Hermione moaned.
“What?”
“She’s not here.” Ginny replied.
“What do you mean she’s not here?” Draco snarled even more determined to awake Hermione.
“Samara!” Ginny suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs.
“What! I’m trying to wake this bastard up here.” Samara replied enraged as she kicked Jonathan’s ribs again, this time hearing a crack. “That’s for my sister.” Then punched him in the face. “That’s for Blaise.” Then a pull towards the lower region. “That’s for Harry and Ginny, and then…”
“Sam. He’s taken her away. This isn’t Hermione.” Ginny stated.
“Oh my Merlin.” Samara murmured and began kicking and punching Jonathan in any location in anger.
“Sammy, hun. That’s not going to wake him.” Draco replied clutching the unconscious Hermione in his arms.
“This is only her body. She’s temporarily gone. And if we don’t find her essence soon. She’ll die.”
“We have to find out where he put them. The spirits. He told me Ron, and Blaise were temporarily gone also. But where could he possibly have them?”
“In a pensieve. That’s the only place you can put them. Where would he keep one Sam?”
“In his family heirlome. The Emerald Zabini Necklace. But that’s…” Samara replied.
“That’s where?” The all questioned.
“In the Pureblood Cemetery, only a pure blood can step through there and get it. His mother was buried with it.”
“I’ll go.” Draco replied. “I’ll do it…”