The Unseen

The Unseen





"You cannot kill what you cannot see..."
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Prelude
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Shut up if you don't want to be heard or seen!


We have to keep running or we'll be caught...


Do you want to die?


Will you please stop that incommodious whimpering!


It's impossible to speak with you when your acting like a frighten little girl, so calm down and listen to me carefully...


I know, in the moment when death draws near and darkness thickens, fear is the only thing to feel right now, but we can do this. Trust me, I should know because I wouldn't be here trying to get you to calm down right now. I can't tell you my name nor why I decided to help you, but know this. Whatever that thing was that attacked us, it will attack again. Apparently, if we're not carefully, it could find us and do the most unexpected thing possible.


I don't know what that is, but by the look on your plastered face, you have a gut feeling that we won't make it if it does attack. Sigh, I knew we should have stayed at the castle. Dumbledore told us not to leave our quarters, to stay low and out of sight until everything was clear. However, how could we? Remember, that thing attacked us...whatever that thing was...


"What the hell was that thing? How come I couldn't see it?"


Don't ask a rheothorical question when the answer is right in front of you. Thought, I do agree with you, what kind of creature in the magical world can be invisible without any proper spell or charm to make it that way. However, with doubt in my mind, I wonder if its possible that such a creature like that exist? We seen it for ourselves, when we tried to fight it off.

Our wands didn't even place a scratch and our spells and charms ricochetted. Never in my many years of studies have I ever came across a monster who could fight off magic. If I theorized the projectory when we shot spells at it, the invisiblity that conceal its true nature must be a barrier. Meaning, in a sad attempt to ward off the creature, our wands would be pointless.


I can't walk another step, my chest aches and it feels as if its on fire. Do you know how long we've been running? Hell, I can't even see since the forest grounds are always dark. From my calculation is correct and it would be, I think its night time. The forest is too quiet for it to be day. C'mon, we must keep moving, I don't know when the creature will return. I hope the others made it out alright, especially Ron and Harry.

I can't lose them, you know...they're my best friends. Don't lag behind, if we lose each other in this forest, things far worst than the invisible creature will get you. You're slowing down, are you sure you was able to ward off the creature? Hey, you're breathing rather heavily again, do you want to rest? Are you listening to me? Are you sure-?

"I-I don't think I can go on any longer, my side is killing me. I think the c-creature was able to land a blow. Why are there two of you?"


"OH MY GOD!"


Why didn't you tell me you were injured? C'mon, you can't die, not here. We're almost out of the forest and away from danger. We can get help from the others to fight off the creature. *slap* Don't you dare close your eyes, fight it until I figure something out. *slap* *slap* *slap* I'm sorry for hitting you, but you must stay away. Look at me, if you close your eyes now, you'll slowly die. Do you want to die? No one would want to die, not this way.

Here, sit up straight and remove your hand. *groan* I know it hurts and I'm sorry but we have to see how bad the wound is. Do you have your wand? Where is it? I can't find it, why isn't it in your pocket? You did what? You dropped it? Great, we don't have a wand and it's too dark for me to see. Are you asleep? Don't fall asleep! We need to keep you awake, let's talk. Tell me something I don't know...

"I'm dying,"


Besides that, tell me something no one else knows about you.


*chuckle* "Why are we playing 20 questions? There's nothing intriguing about my life."


Do you want to die a lonely and painful death?


"Who ever said I'm alone? You're here with me and your rubbish attempt of making me talk isn't helping."


Sigh, please just do this. You can't fall asleep or you'll die. I'm sure Dumbledore and the others have found away to defeat the monster. Fine, if you don't want to play, at least fight the will power to sleep.


"I can't...my body won't let me. I'm tired, my chest aches and I feel weak. Just let me go, I'm not worth saving."


Don't say that, even if it's true. I'm doing it for a reason, please understand. Everyone deserves a chance to life a second time, regardless what one person done. If it was for something bitter or cruel, and then maybe you deserves to die. If not, at least try to sound positive. Someone will come and save us and we'll get you some medical help.


"Why are you being nice to me?"


"Because I'm a nice person, even if you never thought once about being nice to me."


"I haven't been n-nice to you? Are you in Slytherin?"


If I told you the truth, would you even continue to talk to me? Will all that compassion you had for me while running away from danger still remain? This is exactly why I won't tell you my name nor why I decided to save you. Harry and Ron won't forgive that easily, they'll hold resentment even for someone who tried to save another.


I cannot be resentful, regardless how many times someone such as yourself call me names or taunted my intelligence. For now, while you think death is near, I'm going to pretend to forget seeing you. Once everything returned back to normal, we'll be once more enemies, never friends. Though, friendship with someone like you was something I always wanted.


"If I told you my name, my identity as a hero would be diminished. Just try to stay alive and don't die."


"Why does your voice sound familar? Maybe I'm hallucinating from the lack of blood."


Yes, this is nothing but a mere dream. Once you wake up, everything will be back to normal just like it was once more. Our encounter will only seem like a reminiscence in the park. We will laugh at this as if nothing happened and continue on our way. All I can do is watch you from the shadows, your face continuing to become paler. I know by now, your eyes are unfocused, your sight going in and out of darkness. Moving closer to you, the light brushed contact against your arm is telling me your cold. Do you want me to hold you? Can you understand my reasons for saving you?

This feeling, these emotions as my arms wrap around your waist are confusing. With each inhaling, I could smell the sweet aroma of sawdust and musk. The softness of your blonde hair as it brush against my cheek brings a warm feeling within. I've noticed your moaning against my chest, can you hear the beating of my racing heart? Can you feel the internal body heat coming from me? I wonder as I watch you eyes drift shut, can you also smell my scent.


"Do you feel comfortable?" I'd wanted to say more, but my words just stopped before I could give away anything that wasn't to be needed.


You're nodding gently, your face nuzzling against the nape of my neck. I can feel the warmth of your breathh as you calmly drift off to sleep. My fingers made their way to your hair, absentmindedly playing with the strands that felt like silk. How could I be falling for you in these worst situation? Only if you knew, only if you knew who I was and why I saved your life.

Only if you realized that unlike Ron and Harry, I'm completely different. That deep down inside, somewhere where my heart hid the feeling I've created since the second year, I always liked you. As mutural as it seem, more platonic than anything, but it's the truth.

"That's why I can't tell you who I am, for the fact we always hated each other, Draco Malfoy. If you found out that my heart beats for you and only you, will you be able to return my feelings?" Soft mumurs escaped my lips as they met against your ear. Though, I know from the lost of blood, you cannot hear my kinder words.

I wanted to tell him the truth, but what good would that be. Besides, I'm know to him as Hermione Granger, the mudblood know-it-all. I'm the Boy-Who-Lived best friend and part of the Golden Trio. I'm a member of Dumbledore's Army and a proud soldier who will fight against the Death Eaters and their Dark Lord, Voldemort. Who am I? I'm no one of importance, at least that what my mind is telling me. That's why I couldn't tell you my name nor the reason I'm saving your life. For the fact that the creature that attacked us may have been invisible, but it was after you.

TBC
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Author's Note:

This was just the beginning...
Don't worry, there's more to come...