《Dramione - The Accidental pregnancy》The One with the Climax Fight
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Hermione was getting bored. How long does it take to follow a set of rules? She knew in that moment when she was silenced that it must be Astoria. Who else would be dumb enough to take her from Draco knowing full well the wrath of the man. She hoped he didn't waste time in brooding, though.
She was getting ready for a fun evening with him when this excuse of a woman came. All because she was dumb enough not to carry her wand.
"What are you thinking about, Granger? Your Draco would never come. There is not a chance he knows it's me and even if he did, he doesn't know this place. So don't place any false hopes." Astoria seethed
"Wow, Greengrass. You do think a lot of yourself, huh? Let me ask you something. Do you know Pansy is on our side now?"
"Wh..what? Pansy is the one who made you forget the ball night. She is of course against you"
"That's what I thought. Next. Do you know that I own an enchanted pencil?"
"That's random. Why would I know that?"
"No you wouldn't. Because your mind is clouded with anger that your logical thinking, if any, has gone fully. That's why you didn't suspec when I fell suddenly to a sitting position when you and your goons dragged me."
Astoria looked ashen. "What did you do bi***?" She slapped Hermione hard across her face who was tied to a chair.
"Aha. It's for me to know and my Draco to understand." Her Draco. She smiled.
"Smile all you want. Draco is mine..after I kill you..he will come running back to me.." Her eyes shone with malice.
"Then why don't you? Oh let me guess. You want to see how far Draco goes to save me, you will enjoy his suffering, torment me little by little as he breaks down. And then you kill me so he will have no other go but to marry you in fear that you might do something to his people again."
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"Oh you are clever all right. But there is a slight change. The next is Emma. That's right. Your Emma. I know who he values most in his life and I intend to bring him down a little at a time. Oh what wonderful things I am going to do to her..to you..it will be fun trust me"
No!! Not her Emma. Her steel resolve melted a little, just a little and a few tears escaped. But he trusted Draco to save her, save them. He wouldn't leave her like this. "Draco, where are you" She asked looking at a distant wall with slight tremor in her voice.
"I am here sweetheart"
It's Draco's voice! She isn't hallucinating because Astoria looked shocked as well. It is his voice. He came! He came for her! But where is he? She started turning her head around "Draco! Draco!"
"I am near you cupcake. Don't strain yourself. We all are here."
"Show yourself, you coward" Astoria shouted.
Hermione could sense a small sensation in the back of her hand where it's tied to the chair. She could have sworn it was his hand. She discreetly moved it and found another set of warm hard fingers. His hand! The hand found hers, gave a reassuring squeeze and began to slowly remove the knots. When she was released, he engulfed her hand with his own. She cried, what else would she do. She cried bowing her head.
"Shh..Hermione don't cry. I am here with you baby. Just breath and relax for me ok..take a deep breath now."
She did as he asked. He slipped her wand into her hand.
"We are surrounded by so many of her people here. How come no one saw you?" She couldn't resist asking.
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"I found you. It's our moment to unite and you are questioning logic?"
"There must be an explanation" she wondered. "Ohh" her mouth curved in a big 'O' of understanding. Of course Harry's invisibility cloak!
"Right. 'O'. Now get yourself up, woman! I can't handle all these goons alone"
"Oh I know you are dumb. That's why took you long enough to follow the clue"
"How could I know this buffalo would have built a fort under the lake? Wait..how did you know about the clue?"
Just then a series of blasts hit them from around the room. Astoria's people were getting restless on not finding where the voice had come from, so they were casting hexes in all the directions.
Hermione stood. "Time to wrap up"
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