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Chapter 8
Chapter 8- Nightmares
Harry and a few aurors who happened to be at the World Cup had done a clean sweep of the stadium and the surrounding campsites and found no trace of Draco Malfoy. Hermione had taken Isis aside when their search had turned up not a thing as to the where a bout’s of her father. Hermione had taken the kids back to Hogwart's,preferring to stay in the teacher's quarter's with her children then alone in her house. She knew Draco had planned early morning drills at Hogwart's for some seventh year students the following morning and she wanted to be at the school just in case he miraculously showed up.
“Isis you said you knew where your father was?” Hermione looked at her beautiful little girl with her fair hair and skin and realized how much this must be killing Isis. Draco had always been the one who tucked Isis back in when she had a bad dream. He had insisted on it. Draco had been the one who had taught Isis how to ride her little broom at age three. Draco had been the one who Isis shouted out for in the night when she was scared. Isis loved her Daddy and needed him, probably even more then Scorpius did.
“Yes Mum, he’s in the bad place.” Hermione brought Isis to her chest and cradled her in her arms.
“I know it’s scary, but we are going to find Daddy or Daddy will find his way back to us like he did last time. Please don’t worry Isis, honey. I am doing everything I know how and Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny are helping and if I have to I will even call Uncle Ron to help.” Hermione was crying, but had she stopped to really look at her daughter, she would have noticed that Isis was not crying.
“Mum I’m not a baby. I said I know where dad is.” Isis pushed Hermione away.
Hermione looked up and decided that maybe she really did know so she sat up and listened.
“I can see him there. I’ve seen him there before Mum. He is in a dark room and he is in pain. He is trying to find a way out but he can’t leave because it’s a maze of darkness and there’s a man… and a… woman. The woman is trying to hide him so I can find things for her. The man is trying to stop Daddy though, and he hurts us.” Isis stood now and looked out her window as Hermione tried to take it all in.
“Isis how could you know this? Do you see Daddy right now?” Isis had become quiet.
“Isis? You must answer me honey. This is very important. Where is Daddy?” Hermione had walked to the window and turned her daughter around to face her. Just then Scorpius came through the door.
“Mum, anything new on Dad?” Scorpius hugged Hermione and Hermione again looked at Isis.
“I was talking to Isis and she tells me she can see Daddy.” Hermione reached for her little girl again but Isis pulled back as if Hermione’s touch hurt her.
“If you know where he is then tell Mum right now Isis!?” Scorpius began shaking his little sister.
“Scorpius, stop it. Let her go. She is scared can’t you see that?” Hermione pulled her son back who looked angry at his little sister.
“We need to pull together as a family right now. Do you understand Scorpius, all we have is each other?” Hermione needed Scorpius right now and sensing it he nodded his head in compliance.
“Isis please. Does this have to do with your nightmares in some way? Are you confusing your nightmares with reality? Nightmares aren’t real honey and Daddy never really saved you from anything, we just told you that when you were small because you were so petrified to sleep at night. That was years ago honey.” Hermione could not understand her little girl and it dawned on her how close she and Draco really must be. He would understand her right now, when she could not. She suddenly felt like a very poor mother to her darling beautiful little girl who stood before her.
“I’m afraid of the man Mum. I can’t help you because I’m afraid of the man, Daddy protects me.” Tears streamed down Isis’s trembling face and Hermione reached out to comfort her.
“What’s going to happen to me if Daddy can’t protect me?” Isis curled herself into a ball in her nightgown as her body crumpled to the floor. Hermione did not know what was going on. Her seemingly normal, in every way, little girl, was now having a mental breakdown and all she could think about was where her husband was and how she could get him back.
“Scorpius, I need to talk to you outside. Isis honey I will be right back sweetheart. Is there anything I can do to help you right now?” Isis shook her head as she lay in a ball on the floor staring out the window in fear.
“Scorpius, you don’t leave her for a second. She knows something but it’s buried so deep I can’t retrieve it and I fear that Draco is the only one who could understand. I need to go talk to Madame Foxhair. She spent hours with Draco last night, maybe she knows something.” Hermione grabbed her cloak and exited as Scorpius closed the door to Isis’s room.
“Isis if father cannot protect you then I will. I will never let anyone hurt you.” Scorpius pulled his little sister from the floor and held her in his arms tightly, rocking her as she broke down in his arms crying.
“I love you Isis. I know I tease you, but you’re my little sis and we are going to get Dad back and be a happy family again. You want that don’t you Isis?” Scorpius was stroking his little sister’s hair in such a caring manner. Isis sat up and shook her head yes and buried her head into Scorpius’s chest. He wasn’t Draco but he was going to be the man he needed to be right now for his mother and his sister.
Hermione made her way through the castle towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. She had noticed the lights on at all hours so she hoped that she would find the one person who could help her find Draco.
“Madame Foxhair, are you here?” Hermione peered around the room but saw nothing. She made her way to the front of the classroom where a stack of books lay open. Dark spells, reincarnation, werewolves,mummies,Eyptian tombs,dark marks, potions.
“Well that sums up about seventy-five percent of the curriculum for all year students. This is no help at all!” Hermione said aloud but just then she heard a peep coming from the back store room where the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professors kept their supplies. Hermione drew her wand and proceeded to the dark store room. She peered through the cracked door and saw nothing. She gently opened the door and it creaked loudly and then in an instant there was Draco standing before her his pale limp body bloodied and bruised and his neck slit from ear to ear with a cold dead stare in his eyes, dead, next to him her daughter Isis with a knife in her chest and a gaping hole where her eyes had once been and Hermione’s heart stopped for a moment as she stood looking at her worst nightmare before her.
“Riddikulus!” Hermione shouted and the bogart was thrown into the closet in the back of the storeroom.
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Harry and a few aurors who happened to be at the World Cup had done a clean sweep of the stadium and the surrounding campsites and found no trace of Draco Malfoy. Hermione had taken Isis aside when their search had turned up not a thing as to the where a bout’s of her father. Hermione had taken the kids back to Hogwart's,preferring to stay in the teacher's quarter's with her children then alone in her house. She knew Draco had planned early morning drills at Hogwart's for some seventh year students the following morning and she wanted to be at the school just in case he miraculously showed up.
“Isis you said you knew where your father was?” Hermione looked at her beautiful little girl with her fair hair and skin and realized how much this must be killing Isis. Draco had always been the one who tucked Isis back in when she had a bad dream. He had insisted on it. Draco had been the one who had taught Isis how to ride her little broom at age three. Draco had been the one who Isis shouted out for in the night when she was scared. Isis loved her Daddy and needed him, probably even more then Scorpius did.
“Yes Mum, he’s in the bad place.” Hermione brought Isis to her chest and cradled her in her arms.
“I know it’s scary, but we are going to find Daddy or Daddy will find his way back to us like he did last time. Please don’t worry Isis, honey. I am doing everything I know how and Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny are helping and if I have to I will even call Uncle Ron to help.” Hermione was crying, but had she stopped to really look at her daughter, she would have noticed that Isis was not crying.
“Mum I’m not a baby. I said I know where dad is.” Isis pushed Hermione away.
Hermione looked up and decided that maybe she really did know so she sat up and listened.
“I can see him there. I’ve seen him there before Mum. He is in a dark room and he is in pain. He is trying to find a way out but he can’t leave because it’s a maze of darkness and there’s a man… and a… woman. The woman is trying to hide him so I can find things for her. The man is trying to stop Daddy though, and he hurts us.” Isis stood now and looked out her window as Hermione tried to take it all in.
“Isis how could you know this? Do you see Daddy right now?” Isis had become quiet.
“Isis? You must answer me honey. This is very important. Where is Daddy?” Hermione had walked to the window and turned her daughter around to face her. Just then Scorpius came through the door.
“Mum, anything new on Dad?” Scorpius hugged Hermione and Hermione again looked at Isis.
“I was talking to Isis and she tells me she can see Daddy.” Hermione reached for her little girl again but Isis pulled back as if Hermione’s touch hurt her.
“If you know where he is then tell Mum right now Isis!?” Scorpius began shaking his little sister.
“Scorpius, stop it. Let her go. She is scared can’t you see that?” Hermione pulled her son back who looked angry at his little sister.
“We need to pull together as a family right now. Do you understand Scorpius, all we have is each other?” Hermione needed Scorpius right now and sensing it he nodded his head in compliance.
“Isis please. Does this have to do with your nightmares in some way? Are you confusing your nightmares with reality? Nightmares aren’t real honey and Daddy never really saved you from anything, we just told you that when you were small because you were so petrified to sleep at night. That was years ago honey.” Hermione could not understand her little girl and it dawned on her how close she and Draco really must be. He would understand her right now, when she could not. She suddenly felt like a very poor mother to her darling beautiful little girl who stood before her.
“I’m afraid of the man Mum. I can’t help you because I’m afraid of the man, Daddy protects me.” Tears streamed down Isis’s trembling face and Hermione reached out to comfort her.
“What’s going to happen to me if Daddy can’t protect me?” Isis curled herself into a ball in her nightgown as her body crumpled to the floor. Hermione did not know what was going on. Her seemingly normal, in every way, little girl, was now having a mental breakdown and all she could think about was where her husband was and how she could get him back.
“Scorpius, I need to talk to you outside. Isis honey I will be right back sweetheart. Is there anything I can do to help you right now?” Isis shook her head as she lay in a ball on the floor staring out the window in fear.
“Scorpius, you don’t leave her for a second. She knows something but it’s buried so deep I can’t retrieve it and I fear that Draco is the only one who could understand. I need to go talk to Madame Foxhair. She spent hours with Draco last night, maybe she knows something.” Hermione grabbed her cloak and exited as Scorpius closed the door to Isis’s room.
“Isis if father cannot protect you then I will. I will never let anyone hurt you.” Scorpius pulled his little sister from the floor and held her in his arms tightly, rocking her as she broke down in his arms crying.
“I love you Isis. I know I tease you, but you’re my little sis and we are going to get Dad back and be a happy family again. You want that don’t you Isis?” Scorpius was stroking his little sister’s hair in such a caring manner. Isis sat up and shook her head yes and buried her head into Scorpius’s chest. He wasn’t Draco but he was going to be the man he needed to be right now for his mother and his sister.
Hermione made her way through the castle towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. She had noticed the lights on at all hours so she hoped that she would find the one person who could help her find Draco.
“Madame Foxhair, are you here?” Hermione peered around the room but saw nothing. She made her way to the front of the classroom where a stack of books lay open. Dark spells, reincarnation, werewolves,mummies,Eyptian tombs,dark marks, potions.
“Well that sums up about seventy-five percent of the curriculum for all year students. This is no help at all!” Hermione said aloud but just then she heard a peep coming from the back store room where the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professors kept their supplies. Hermione drew her wand and proceeded to the dark store room. She peered through the cracked door and saw nothing. She gently opened the door and it creaked loudly and then in an instant there was Draco standing before her his pale limp body bloodied and bruised and his neck slit from ear to ear with a cold dead stare in his eyes, dead, next to him her daughter Isis with a knife in her chest and a gaping hole where her eyes had once been and Hermione’s heart stopped for a moment as she stood looking at her worst nightmare before her.
“Riddikulus!” Hermione shouted and the bogart was thrown into the closet in the back of the storeroom.
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