Sunday, May 25, 2008
Continue Story (I copy and paste from internet) - Chapter 8 - 'DRACO, LOVE'
CHAPTER 8
One year. Just one was all they needed to ensure the Dark Lord’s downfall? It had taken Harry nearly seven years and he still had not been able to defeat him in the end. What did they have planned that could possibly go so flawlessly smooth and promise them victory?
“You’ll have a place to stay,” Kendra offered. “We can help you find your own place and get a job even. It won’t be anything compared to the real job you’ll have to do, but it’ll make things seem more normal.”
It was an enticing deal. Who wouldn’t want to sink and drown into an illusion of normalcy with the promise of the illusion becoming reality? Not even Hermione could say no outright. “If I don’t decide to help you, then what will happen?”
Kendra’s face fell. “Well, we can’t just let you go. Someone will have known we have found you by now. If we don’t return with you and offer you up to the Dark Lord or at least tell him of your altered perception of the situation, then we will all suffer. But if we bring you to him by force then you will die. If we do it the way we have it planned then you will live a much longer life.”
Hermione raised her eyebrows noticing the contradictions that Kendra had just spoken. “But you said that there was a way to do it with me still in hiding. You said that!”
“We lied,” Malfoy snapped.
“Sorry,” Kendra said. “It’s a habit. I’m quite good at it though. You need to decide quickly, Hermione. If you do not, we will choose for you and without the promise of your loyalty in exchange for our own the choice we make will result in your death.”
Hermione sorted through her thoughts, feeling their eyes on her. Whatever choice she made, she could die either way. Why not go down fighting, the way both Harry and Ron and countless others had gone?
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