Her Light in the Darkest of Times
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
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Adult ++
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2
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Her Light in the Darkest of Times
Her Light in the Darkest of Times
[(AKA) Darkness That Consumes
By Emma Gallagher
'Just great, just fucking great one of my worst enemy's is now Head Girl.' Draco thought to himself as he walked in to the school, he saw 'The Golden Trio' talking to the old coot, Dumbledore, 'Oh how I hate them.'. He watched as the the Headmaster and Granger walked over to him, both smiling like crazy.
"Hello Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore greeted him, the twinkle in his made Draco want to vomit.
"Hello Professor Dumbledore." Draco said faking sincerity.
"Malfoy." Hermione greeted coldly.
"Granger." he nodded.
"Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger, I would like to inform you that you two have been chosen as this years Heads. Now I know that you two have had problems before, but I would hope that you could put aside past differences aside to promote house unity, for as you both my know this is the first time in 38 years that we have had a Gryffindor and a Slytherin as Heads at the same time.
"Yes Headmaster." They said at the same time.
"Wonderful, now you to may go in the the Great Hall for the sorting; I will show you to your head dorms after the feast." He said before walking in the Great Hall followed by the Heads, who each went to their respective tables.
After the sorting of the first years Dumbledore stood and spoke, "Welcome everyone to a new year at Hogwarts! I would like to remind all students that the Forbidden Forest is strictly off limits. Now on to more exciting news our Heads for this year are two of our brightest students, Hermione Granger of Gryffindor and Draco Malfoy of Slytherin!" Cheers went through the great hall for the new Heads. "Now everyone enjoy." He said as food appeared on the tables.
The feast passed uneventfully, both Hermione and Draco being comgragulated my their house mates. Dumbledore found Hermione and Draco and told them that he would be taking them to their new Head dorms.
"This is so exciting." Hermione said to the Headmaster.
He smiled at her fondly as They walked through the halls of Hogwarts until the came to a portrait of the founders. “The password is Unity.” The portrait opened and they walked in to there new common room. "Miss Granger your room is to the right, Mr Malfoy yours it to the left. I think you two can handle it from here, I'll leave you be. Please do try to get along" he said exiting the room, leaving Draco and Hermione alone.
There was silence.
"So..." Hermione said breaking the silence.
"Don't speak to me you stupid, filthy mudblood." He sneered more out of habit than actually hating the muggle born girl. He turned and walked away in the direction of his room.
"Do not call dare me that Malfoy!" Hermione yelled after him.
He stopped and turned back to face her "Who are you to order me around Granger?" he asked.
"I am not below you Malfoy!" Hermione yelled getting more angry by the moment.
"Yes, you are mudblood!" Draco countered smugly.
"Go to hell you prat!" she yelled before turning on her heel and walking out of the room.
But Draco was not going to let her have the last word, he grabbed her arm.
"Ah!" She yelled in pain, pulling her arm out of his grasp and rubbing it.
"What? I hardly touched your bloody arm." He said, looking at her oddly, almost accusingly. 'What the fuck wrong with Granger?'
She looked like a deer caught in headlights for a moment then replied, "It's nothing." she said before she turned to walk away again.
He grabbed her wrist this time, "You're a very bad lier Granger." he told her smirking. Draco for some reason felt the need to know what was wrong, mostly because he was naturally curious.
"Let go Malfoy!" she said forcefully.
He simply shook his head ignoring her noises of protest and pulled up her sleeve, and saw a large purple colored bruise in the shape of fingers. "How in bloody hell did you get this?" he asked in shock.
She pulled her arm out of his grasp and said "That is none of your business Malfoy." She walked away.
But this time he had not stopped her he let her go. 'How the hell had she gotten that mark?' he asked himself.
The next morning in the Great Hall Hermione walked into the Great Hall and saw Harry and Ron and walked over to them.
"Hey 'Mione," they said at the same time.
"Hey guys," she said sitting down next to them.
"So how was your summer?" Harry asked her, they hadn't talked all that much the night before at dinner because they were busy talking about her making Head Girl.
She thought about her summer and inwardly cringed, she could never tell Harry or Ron out of embarrassment or fear she didn’t really know. "It was great." she lied.
"How was yours?" she asked.
"Mine was good." he said looking over at Ginny, they had gotten together over the break; 'About bloody time' Hermione thought.
Hermione looked across the Great Hall and meet Draco's eyes, they were intense on hers, so intense she looked away. "Umm you know I'm not really that hungry, I'll see you later." She hurried out of the Great Hall and ran all the way to her common room, she flopped down on the couch her mind was racing with questions. 'What did he know? What did he think? What am I going to do?' So many questions, yet she could answer not one. She sat that for a few minutes trying to calm down.
"What has gotten you so scared?" A voice asked, she jumped at the sound and looked up to see Draco standing in the door way his cold gray eyes fixed on her.
"What?" she asked.
"What are you so afraid of?" Draco asked, walking over and sitting down beside her on the couch.
"I'm not afraid of anything." She told him scooting away from him.
"Maybe you're not," Draco said with a shrug, "but you are hiding something," he told her.
"No, I'm not Malfoy." She was getting annoyed with him, he knew nothing about her yet he assumed to; she had survived his Dark Lord she could survive this.
"Come on Granger, I'm not blind. I can see that bruise on your arm was in the shape of fingerprints. Someone grabbed you and who ever it was used extreme force." He told her with no malice in his voice.
"Like I said, it is none of your business Malfoy." Hermione spat out.
"I know your hiding something." He said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"You know nothing!" She said snapped at him.
"I know I'm not the one with a large bruise on my arm." he retorted.
"Sod off Malfoy." she said as she got up and left going in to her room and grabbed a towel and some pj's, then went to the bathroom. She stripped down to nothing and looked at herself in the mirror, she thought 'God I'm disgusting!' there were bruises, cuts, scars and bite marks littering her body.'Whore, stupid pathetic, no good, whore.' his word rang in her mind. She looked away in disgust and turned on the shower before stepping in and sliding do the side and started to cry.
DOWNSTAIRS SAME TIME:
'Why do I care if the little mudblood is hurt?' he asked himself 'No I don't care I'm just curious that's all, I do not care.' he told himself.
BACK UPSTAIRS:
She sat on the floor of the shower rocking her self back and fourth as she cried repeating the same phrase over and over. "I hate him, I hate him, I hate him..."
TBC...
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[(AKA) Darkness That Consumes
By Emma Gallagher
'Just great, just fucking great one of my worst enemy's is now Head Girl.' Draco thought to himself as he walked in to the school, he saw 'The Golden Trio' talking to the old coot, Dumbledore, 'Oh how I hate them.'. He watched as the the Headmaster and Granger walked over to him, both smiling like crazy.
"Hello Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore greeted him, the twinkle in his made Draco want to vomit.
"Hello Professor Dumbledore." Draco said faking sincerity.
"Malfoy." Hermione greeted coldly.
"Granger." he nodded.
"Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger, I would like to inform you that you two have been chosen as this years Heads. Now I know that you two have had problems before, but I would hope that you could put aside past differences aside to promote house unity, for as you both my know this is the first time in 38 years that we have had a Gryffindor and a Slytherin as Heads at the same time.
"Yes Headmaster." They said at the same time.
"Wonderful, now you to may go in the the Great Hall for the sorting; I will show you to your head dorms after the feast." He said before walking in the Great Hall followed by the Heads, who each went to their respective tables.
After the sorting of the first years Dumbledore stood and spoke, "Welcome everyone to a new year at Hogwarts! I would like to remind all students that the Forbidden Forest is strictly off limits. Now on to more exciting news our Heads for this year are two of our brightest students, Hermione Granger of Gryffindor and Draco Malfoy of Slytherin!" Cheers went through the great hall for the new Heads. "Now everyone enjoy." He said as food appeared on the tables.
The feast passed uneventfully, both Hermione and Draco being comgragulated my their house mates. Dumbledore found Hermione and Draco and told them that he would be taking them to their new Head dorms.
"This is so exciting." Hermione said to the Headmaster.
He smiled at her fondly as They walked through the halls of Hogwarts until the came to a portrait of the founders. “The password is Unity.” The portrait opened and they walked in to there new common room. "Miss Granger your room is to the right, Mr Malfoy yours it to the left. I think you two can handle it from here, I'll leave you be. Please do try to get along" he said exiting the room, leaving Draco and Hermione alone.
There was silence.
"So..." Hermione said breaking the silence.
"Don't speak to me you stupid, filthy mudblood." He sneered more out of habit than actually hating the muggle born girl. He turned and walked away in the direction of his room.
"Do not call dare me that Malfoy!" Hermione yelled after him.
He stopped and turned back to face her "Who are you to order me around Granger?" he asked.
"I am not below you Malfoy!" Hermione yelled getting more angry by the moment.
"Yes, you are mudblood!" Draco countered smugly.
"Go to hell you prat!" she yelled before turning on her heel and walking out of the room.
But Draco was not going to let her have the last word, he grabbed her arm.
"Ah!" She yelled in pain, pulling her arm out of his grasp and rubbing it.
"What? I hardly touched your bloody arm." He said, looking at her oddly, almost accusingly. 'What the fuck wrong with Granger?'
She looked like a deer caught in headlights for a moment then replied, "It's nothing." she said before she turned to walk away again.
He grabbed her wrist this time, "You're a very bad lier Granger." he told her smirking. Draco for some reason felt the need to know what was wrong, mostly because he was naturally curious.
"Let go Malfoy!" she said forcefully.
He simply shook his head ignoring her noises of protest and pulled up her sleeve, and saw a large purple colored bruise in the shape of fingers. "How in bloody hell did you get this?" he asked in shock.
She pulled her arm out of his grasp and said "That is none of your business Malfoy." She walked away.
But this time he had not stopped her he let her go. 'How the hell had she gotten that mark?' he asked himself.
The next morning in the Great Hall Hermione walked into the Great Hall and saw Harry and Ron and walked over to them.
"Hey 'Mione," they said at the same time.
"Hey guys," she said sitting down next to them.
"So how was your summer?" Harry asked her, they hadn't talked all that much the night before at dinner because they were busy talking about her making Head Girl.
She thought about her summer and inwardly cringed, she could never tell Harry or Ron out of embarrassment or fear she didn’t really know. "It was great." she lied.
"How was yours?" she asked.
"Mine was good." he said looking over at Ginny, they had gotten together over the break; 'About bloody time' Hermione thought.
Hermione looked across the Great Hall and meet Draco's eyes, they were intense on hers, so intense she looked away. "Umm you know I'm not really that hungry, I'll see you later." She hurried out of the Great Hall and ran all the way to her common room, she flopped down on the couch her mind was racing with questions. 'What did he know? What did he think? What am I going to do?' So many questions, yet she could answer not one. She sat that for a few minutes trying to calm down.
"What has gotten you so scared?" A voice asked, she jumped at the sound and looked up to see Draco standing in the door way his cold gray eyes fixed on her.
"What?" she asked.
"What are you so afraid of?" Draco asked, walking over and sitting down beside her on the couch.
"I'm not afraid of anything." She told him scooting away from him.
"Maybe you're not," Draco said with a shrug, "but you are hiding something," he told her.
"No, I'm not Malfoy." She was getting annoyed with him, he knew nothing about her yet he assumed to; she had survived his Dark Lord she could survive this.
"Come on Granger, I'm not blind. I can see that bruise on your arm was in the shape of fingerprints. Someone grabbed you and who ever it was used extreme force." He told her with no malice in his voice.
"Like I said, it is none of your business Malfoy." Hermione spat out.
"I know your hiding something." He said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"You know nothing!" She said snapped at him.
"I know I'm not the one with a large bruise on my arm." he retorted.
"Sod off Malfoy." she said as she got up and left going in to her room and grabbed a towel and some pj's, then went to the bathroom. She stripped down to nothing and looked at herself in the mirror, she thought 'God I'm disgusting!' there were bruises, cuts, scars and bite marks littering her body.'Whore, stupid pathetic, no good, whore.' his word rang in her mind. She looked away in disgust and turned on the shower before stepping in and sliding do the side and started to cry.
DOWNSTAIRS SAME TIME:
'Why do I care if the little mudblood is hurt?' he asked himself 'No I don't care I'm just curious that's all, I do not care.' he told himself.
BACK UPSTAIRS:
She sat on the floor of the shower rocking her self back and fourth as she cried repeating the same phrase over and over. "I hate him, I hate him, I hate him..."
TBC...
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