Chapter
20
Moments
"A..." Lucius
Malfoy stopped and turned quickly. Hearing voices he turned, and with a
whirl of
icy wind,
he was gone. Hermione lay on the ground, trembling, until the voices had
disappeared.
She got shakily
to her feet and rushed over to the still form of Draco, lying spread-eagle
on the
ground.
"Oh Draco!"
She moaned, keeping her voice down in case someone was nearby. "Wake up,
please, wake
up!" Hermione cradled his head in her hands, and brushed a few loose strands
of
hair off his
face. She cried heavily, ignoring the cold snow settling on them. Hermione
tried
counter-curse
after counter-curse, trying to vain to make Draco wake up.
"Hang on, what about this?" She muttered to herself, as she cast the last spell left.
Draco's eyelids
fluttered open, revealing frightened steel-blue eyes. Pain shot through
him as he
raised his
head and looked around. When his eyes focused on Hermione it seemed to
be the
last straw
for Draco. he sat up despite the pain, buried his face in his knees, and
started sobbing
heavily. hermione
just stared in shock, for she had never, ever, seen Draco Malfoy cry. He
seemed so
insecure, so broken then, like a small child. Unsure, she raised her hand
and touched
his shoulder
lightly, which seemed to soothe him enough to speak.
"I - I thought you'd be..." His voice caught in his throat, unable to say it.
"No, he missed.
He heard someone coming and he left. I thought he'd killed you." She
whispered.
Finally, she flung her arms around him and placed kissed all over his face.
"Draco Draco Draco," She murmured, "You're safe, I thought you were dead, but thank god..."
"I almost was..." Draco admitted, wincing in pain. "Thankyou, for saving my life."
She leaned against him, still holding his hand. "You saved mine."
Draco looked down at Hermione, his eyes filling with tenderness that replaced the cold pain.
"How 'bout we finish what Lucius interrupted?" He asked, his voice low and warm.
Hermione smiled
and nodded, melting at the amazing softness of Draco's lips on her's.
Moments later,
Draco surfaced from their kiss, breathless, and rested his forehead against
her's.
"You know, it's not safe, we have to go somewhere."
"But where? Draco..."
"London." He kissed her again.
"Muggle London?" She smiled against his lips.
"Sure, we'll
escape. Escape from Voldemort, escape from Lucius, escape from everyone.
We'll blend
in with those weird Muggles!" He laughed, his happiness starting to spread
to her.
"You, blend
in with muggles?" She asked incredulously. "You wouldn't know half the
stuff in
that world."
Draco nodded, still enthusiastic.
"Yes, but that's why I've got you. And...for other reasons."
Hermione giggled softly, and agreed at last with his plan.
"Okay, but how will we get our stuff?"
*
Two hours later,
Draco and Hermione were seated on two broomsticks to which their trunks
were also
attatched. Hermione cast a floating charm on the trunks and they both took
off flying
over the surrounding
countryside, before finally, at about five in the morning, they arrived
in
London. Hermione
and Draco cautiously landed in a dark park, where they changed out of
their masquerade
clothes in the toilets. Hermione lead the way to her house, relieved that
her
parents were
still in Australia. After all, how would she explain her and Draco's arrival?
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