His only Need
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
6,320
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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His only Need
AN: This is the beta’ed form of my very first story… The first in my re-beta’ed reposting of my stories… Please review and tell me if you like this story and if its easier to read now ^_^
He was running through the forest faster and faster, the pain shot through his body every time his feet touched the ground. He had escaped! He didn’t quite remember how, but did that really matter?
He had survived. He was free, although he was now also free game for any Death Eater. Where could he hide, he couldn’t stay at the Manor, they were obviously going to look there. But where then?
His thoughts scanned through the possibilities and only two places seemed possible; Knockturn Alley or Hogwarts and the last of the two he didn’t think he would be welcome. “Knockturn Alley, then” he whispered to him self stopping for a moment to catch his breath and listen if anybody still was after him. A branch snapped further down the path he had come from.
“RUN” it screamed in his head and so he did.
There where only a week left till school started again. Hermione looked trough her packing list for the 50th time.
It has going to be weird going back to Hogwarts; no Dumbledore there and Harry and Ron out looking for the remaining Horcruxes. She had wanted to go with them, but the Order had turned her request down, saying that she was needed at school, being Headgirl and all. And with the school having just decided to reopen, Headmistress McGonagall was going to need all the help she could give.
She only needed a couple of ingredients for her NEWT potions class, wondering whom would be teaching the class this year, now that Snape had shown his true colour and returned to Voldemort’s service.
As she entered Diagon Alley her heart jumped in joy, how she loved this magical place, everything a witch would want to buy, all in one place. She could easily just stand there looking out on to the street enjoying the busy buzzing of people doing their shopping for hours, but she needed to get back home an finish packing so she started walking towards Gringots humming to herself, allowing herself to, just for a moment, forget that a war was going on and a lot of her friends were in danger, perhaps fighting Death Eaters right now.
Someone let out a painful cry and the sound of an explosion followed. A person hidden in a hooded cloak ran out from the side street (Knockturn Alley) and bumped right in to Hermione. “Out for the way,” he grunted trying to get to his feet, when a group of fearsome looking wizards stormed out into the streets. People where screaming “Death Eaters, RUN!” Hermione stared in the direction of Knockturn Alley, starting to panic, as the other person got up and yanked her to her feet “RUN!”
They ran toward the Inn, spells flying around their head. Then counter spells blasted against the Death Eaters as a group of Aurors apparated behind Hermione.
"Crucio!" the spell hit with a green burst of light, and with an unbearable scream the boy beside her was elevated in to the air, his hood thrown back an the blond hair now hanging lose around his pain chiselled face. Hermione’s jaw dropped, it was Malfoy!
“Expelliarmus!” one of Aurors yelled pointing his wand at the Death Eater and Malfoy tumbled to the ground, still crying out in pain eyes squeezed together head tossing from side to side. Hermione hurried to his side as his cries lowered to a moan, his body shivering.
With out hesitating she took his hand and, with her voice shaking, she tried to comfort him, “Malfoy, it’s going to be all right, there are Aurors here, they a going to take care of you, please Malfoy relax, it’s going to be all right.”
So, it was true. Malfoy was on Voldemort’s death list. Hunted just like any other wizard or witch who didn’t join his service. And Malfoy had just saved her live! Where had he been hiding? Why hadn’t he gone to Hogwarts, he would have been safe there. Why did she care, he had been a pest at Hogwarts, trying to make her life miserable. But even Malfoy didn’t deserve this. Her eyes started to fog up. Why did he save her?
“Look at this, its Lucius Malfoy’s son… So they didn’t kill him.” A rough looking Auror said.
“Well, almost… Let’s get him to St. Mungo's.” it came from another Auror “Are you all right, girly?”
Hermione look up and nodded, “Come on let’s go then, I assume you’ll want to see the boy to St. Mungo's?” She nodded again, picked up her bag and started walking after the rough Auror who had pick Malfoy up and was walking in a brisk pace towards The Leaky Cauldron.
“We’ll floo from there to the hospital.” The younger of the Aurors softly said to Hermione, then turned to his partner, “I guess we better contact The Order, in regard’s to the boy, he’s not safe walking ‘round alone with a wanted mark on his head.” The other just raised his shoulders and walked trough the door leading to the Inn.
….. lucky that he survived!” Draco slowly gained control over his hearing, but kept his eyes closed. What had happened? What was this place? Who was that talking… and WHAT was that smell… “McGonagall think it would be best to keep him hidden at the school, so she can keep an eye on him at all times.” The voice sounded familiar…
“The healer will be checking on Mr. Malfoy in about 5 minutes, so please leave the room by then, thank you.”
Healer… He was at St. Mungo's then… Knockturn Alley… He had been hiding in a small single room flat next to Borgin and Burkes for the last week, only going out when he had to. Who’d snitched out on him? They'll be very, very sorry when he got his hands and wand at them.
“Do you think he’ll be all right, Professor?” a female voice asked.
“He’ll be all right. Just you wait and see. He’ll be up and pestering you in no time.” A soft male voice laughed… Lupin! He would know that werewolf’s voice anywhere.
“Healer”
“Professor”
Draco could hear the people leave the room. He wished he knew what they would do to him, but he’d know soon enough. It couldn’t be anything good, could it?
He was running through the forest faster and faster, the pain shot through his body every time his feet touched the ground. He had escaped! He didn’t quite remember how, but did that really matter?
He had survived. He was free, although he was now also free game for any Death Eater. Where could he hide, he couldn’t stay at the Manor, they were obviously going to look there. But where then?
His thoughts scanned through the possibilities and only two places seemed possible; Knockturn Alley or Hogwarts and the last of the two he didn’t think he would be welcome. “Knockturn Alley, then” he whispered to him self stopping for a moment to catch his breath and listen if anybody still was after him. A branch snapped further down the path he had come from.
“RUN” it screamed in his head and so he did.
There where only a week left till school started again. Hermione looked trough her packing list for the 50th time.
It has going to be weird going back to Hogwarts; no Dumbledore there and Harry and Ron out looking for the remaining Horcruxes. She had wanted to go with them, but the Order had turned her request down, saying that she was needed at school, being Headgirl and all. And with the school having just decided to reopen, Headmistress McGonagall was going to need all the help she could give.
She only needed a couple of ingredients for her NEWT potions class, wondering whom would be teaching the class this year, now that Snape had shown his true colour and returned to Voldemort’s service.
As she entered Diagon Alley her heart jumped in joy, how she loved this magical place, everything a witch would want to buy, all in one place. She could easily just stand there looking out on to the street enjoying the busy buzzing of people doing their shopping for hours, but she needed to get back home an finish packing so she started walking towards Gringots humming to herself, allowing herself to, just for a moment, forget that a war was going on and a lot of her friends were in danger, perhaps fighting Death Eaters right now.
Someone let out a painful cry and the sound of an explosion followed. A person hidden in a hooded cloak ran out from the side street (Knockturn Alley) and bumped right in to Hermione. “Out for the way,” he grunted trying to get to his feet, when a group of fearsome looking wizards stormed out into the streets. People where screaming “Death Eaters, RUN!” Hermione stared in the direction of Knockturn Alley, starting to panic, as the other person got up and yanked her to her feet “RUN!”
They ran toward the Inn, spells flying around their head. Then counter spells blasted against the Death Eaters as a group of Aurors apparated behind Hermione.
"Crucio!" the spell hit with a green burst of light, and with an unbearable scream the boy beside her was elevated in to the air, his hood thrown back an the blond hair now hanging lose around his pain chiselled face. Hermione’s jaw dropped, it was Malfoy!
“Expelliarmus!” one of Aurors yelled pointing his wand at the Death Eater and Malfoy tumbled to the ground, still crying out in pain eyes squeezed together head tossing from side to side. Hermione hurried to his side as his cries lowered to a moan, his body shivering.
With out hesitating she took his hand and, with her voice shaking, she tried to comfort him, “Malfoy, it’s going to be all right, there are Aurors here, they a going to take care of you, please Malfoy relax, it’s going to be all right.”
So, it was true. Malfoy was on Voldemort’s death list. Hunted just like any other wizard or witch who didn’t join his service. And Malfoy had just saved her live! Where had he been hiding? Why hadn’t he gone to Hogwarts, he would have been safe there. Why did she care, he had been a pest at Hogwarts, trying to make her life miserable. But even Malfoy didn’t deserve this. Her eyes started to fog up. Why did he save her?
“Look at this, its Lucius Malfoy’s son… So they didn’t kill him.” A rough looking Auror said.
“Well, almost… Let’s get him to St. Mungo's.” it came from another Auror “Are you all right, girly?”
Hermione look up and nodded, “Come on let’s go then, I assume you’ll want to see the boy to St. Mungo's?” She nodded again, picked up her bag and started walking after the rough Auror who had pick Malfoy up and was walking in a brisk pace towards The Leaky Cauldron.
“We’ll floo from there to the hospital.” The younger of the Aurors softly said to Hermione, then turned to his partner, “I guess we better contact The Order, in regard’s to the boy, he’s not safe walking ‘round alone with a wanted mark on his head.” The other just raised his shoulders and walked trough the door leading to the Inn.
….. lucky that he survived!” Draco slowly gained control over his hearing, but kept his eyes closed. What had happened? What was this place? Who was that talking… and WHAT was that smell… “McGonagall think it would be best to keep him hidden at the school, so she can keep an eye on him at all times.” The voice sounded familiar…
“The healer will be checking on Mr. Malfoy in about 5 minutes, so please leave the room by then, thank you.”
Healer… He was at St. Mungo's then… Knockturn Alley… He had been hiding in a small single room flat next to Borgin and Burkes for the last week, only going out when he had to. Who’d snitched out on him? They'll be very, very sorry when he got his hands and wand at them.
“Do you think he’ll be all right, Professor?” a female voice asked.
“He’ll be all right. Just you wait and see. He’ll be up and pestering you in no time.” A soft male voice laughed… Lupin! He would know that werewolf’s voice anywhere.
“Healer”
“Professor”
Draco could hear the people leave the room. He wished he knew what they would do to him, but he’d know soon enough. It couldn’t be anything good, could it?