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jes_is_bak · 12-22-2005, 04:50 PM

Hey all...so I actually had this fic started and then, ahem..let it die (sorry to the mods..my bad! *hides*)...and I want to post it again and see if I get anywhere with it this time because I do really like the story, it just takes a lot of time to add to because I add full chapters at a time...

anyway....this is a Herm./Draco fic but it's 10 years out of hogwarts and there's actually no magic really in it..it's kinda dark (hence the rating) but there is a smattering of romance..promise!

I'll just post the first chapter then and see how you get along with it..lol

The Sting of a Broken Man

Chapter one: Battered and Bruised

Broken. That’s how Draco Malfoy felt as he sat in his cold, dark jail cell and watched the stars out of the high window, dressed in metal bars. How had he gotten here? Screaming; he remembered screaming. And a blinding pain. And…and blood.

On a quiet Sunday morning, Draco Malfoy is sitting at his kitchen table, drinking coffee and reading the morning paper. He’s still wearing his blue stripped pajamas and there are tired circles under his eyes. He checks his watch and sees he has an hour to get ready, so he puts his paper down and walks back into the bedroom.

He reaches the side of the bed where a mass of blonde curls covers a pale face. The girl lying on the bed is snoring – loudly.

Draco pushes her shoulder lightly and bends down to brush away her hair and kiss her forehead.

“Honey, it’s time to get up. Church in an hour,” he whispers in her ear. He knows they’ll be late but he pulls the covers off of her slim body in an effort to get her up all the same. She pulls them back around her and he sighs, knowing that it’s no use.

He heads to the bathroom where he starts the hot water and grabs his shampoo off of the counter.

Draco pulls the door open to their church and they walk inside. The Draco Malfoy who is walking into the church is not the same Draco Malfoy who walked out of the front gates at Hogwarts some 10 years ago. He’s wearing a crisp black suit and his shiny black shoes click-clack as he walks to a pew at the back; the service has already begun. The woman now sitting next to him in the pink sun-dress is his wife, Camila, and they are expecting their first child in a few months. He runs a very successful, self-built law firm and things are good. Very good.

As Draco walks out of the church he squints in the bright sunlight and recognizes a familiar face. Leaving Camila with a friend, he makes his way over to the tall dark-haired man.

“Jared, how are you?” he asks as he reaches his friend. He extends his hand for Jared to shake, which he does.

“Pretty good, and you? How’s things with the missus?” Jared replies. Dark glasses mask his eyes and he, too, is wearing a suit. He smiles as they both look over at Camila.

“Good, good. What about you, found the right girl yet?” Draco responds, turning back to face Jared. He shakes his head.

“Nah. Just can’t seem to tie a girl down, really. Broke up with Mindy last week. You know, she and I want different things and we just couldn’t agree so, we decided it was time to move on.” He clears his throat and changes the subject. “Everything good with the baby? No problems there?” he asks.

“No problems. Doctors say everything’s fine and Camila is moving along perfectly to plan. Look, nice talking but I gotta go. Give me a call later, we’ll have drinks.” Draco waves as he begins to walk back toward Camila.

“Draco!” he hears Jared yell from behind him.

He turns to look. “Yeah?”

“She’s a special one; don’t you let her get away,” Jared says. He’s smiling, but Draco was sure that if he hadn’t been hiding his eyes behind those glasses, he would’ve seen some sadness in them. Even the self-proclaimed bachelors know a good thing when they see it.

He nods back and then meets Camila at his car, kissing her on the cheek before opening the passenger side door for her. As he bends his head and slinks into the driver’s seat, he sees a white-blonde head of hair disappear into the trees behind the tall, white building.

A grinding, scraping sound fills his ears and Draco looks up to see the sole opening in his cell door open up. As he watches, a grungy metal tin with some orange creation that looks semi-liquid, semi-solid is placed on the floor by a big weather-beaten hand. There’s a burn on the man’s thumb. Draco stares at “food” for a minute, his mind blank and his eyes opaque and glossy. The constantly dim light filters from the high ceiling and bounces off his platinum hair. Finally, he pushes himself up off the floor and walks slowly to where the bowl is sitting. Picking it up, he sniffs and his nose involuntarily wrinkles.

Draco pushes open the flap in his door and looks out through it. He can see the light green linoleum staring back at him, smell the scent of the guard’s cheap cigarettes mixed with the awful stench of the dozen other trapped souls nearby. He sighs and pushes the tin bowl out through the hole and drops it on the floor before making his way back to his corner and dropping down on the freezing cold floor. He isn’t eating tonight.

Draco steps out of the store juggling his three bags of groceries and his cell phone, into which he is talking. He reaches his car and asks the person to hold on a sec. He pops the trunk and loads his purchases in before slamming it shut again and raising his cell phone back up to his ear.

“Okay,” he says as he unlocks the door and climbs in. “6.30 at the movies? Right, yep, now don’t be late this time, you slowpoke.” He laughs loudly at something the other person on the line has said and pulls out of his parking space. “Right, love you, see you tonight. Bye” He flips his phone shut and throws it on the empty passenger seat.

That night he stands outside of the local movie house, waiting for Camila. He checks his watch and notes that she is 15 minutes late already. As he looks up, he sees her walking towards him.

He walks to meet her. “Wow, I thought you weren’t coming,” he jokes and holds her hand.

“Are we really late?” she asks, a worried look on her face.

“No, I lied. Movie starts at seven. See, this way we can actually get places on time,” he replies, grinning. She hits him playfully.

“Sneaky,” she says.

“Well, I’m a sneaky kind of guy,” he grins and they walk inside.

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“Honey, I’m going to the bathroom, I’ll be right back. Tell me if I miss anything,” Camila whispers to Draco 30 minutes into the film.

“Okay, sweetie,” he replies, not actually looking away from the large screen.

He feels her brush against his arm as she rises and exits through the door with the lit red sign at the back of the theater.

10 minutes later Draco looks over but Camila is still not back. He shrugs it off, figuring it’s just pregnancy stuff and continues to watch the movie. But in another 10 minutes, she still isn’t back and Draco is getting worried. He decides to go see what’s wrong.

He reaches the bathroom and looks to see if anyone is around before knocking on the women’s door. He enters slowly and looks around.

“Honey?” he asks shyly. “You okay?”

A toilet flushes and a second later a large woman walks out of her stall. She eyes him suspiciously.

“Oh, very sorry. I’m looking for my wife. Would you happen to know if there anyone else in here?” he asks, timidly.

She looks him up and down again, and then walks to the sink and washes her hands.

“Yeah, okay..thanks” he says under his breathe.

The large woman dries her hands and leaves shaking her head and muttering something about “perverts…own bathroom..” The door swings shut behind her and bangs loudly. Draco checks for feet in the stalls but doesn’t see any. He decides to go back to the movie and see if he and Camila somehow missed each other.

She’s not there when he gets back to his seat so he grabs his coat and heads back out. He runs to the man behind the ticket counter.

“Hi, did you see a tall blonde woman wearing jeans and a green shirt walk out a few minutes ago?” he asks, slightly frantic by now. The guy appears to be in his late teens; he chews his gum a few times before shaking his head a silent no. His eyes have a droop to them and there’s a gap in his front teeth.

“Are you sure?” Draco asks. The guy nods and raises a finger to scratch his oily nose.

“Thanks,” Draco says before running out the doors. He sees his car in the parking lot. The spot a few spaces down where Camila parked her car, is empty. Draco reaches into his coat pocket and grabs his phone. He dials Camila’s number and waits as it rings a few times.

Hey, you’ve reached Camila’s cell, I’m not here- he hears her message machine recite in his ear.

“****it!” he screams as he runs to his car and jumps in.

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“Rooock a-bye baby, on the tree top..”

Draco can hear the words floating into his cell, quiet and soft. He hears the guard get up from his chair and walk over to the cell where the tune, a slight humming now, appears to be coming from.

“…When the bough breaks the cradle will fall..”

He roughly hears the guard say something to the inmate and the hall goes quiet again. The guard walks back to his desk and Draco hears the scrape of the chair being moved back into place.

He sighs and closes his eyes. A few minutes of silence go by.
“..and down will come baby, cradle and all.”

Ok...first chappie..a little awkward because i tried starting it in the present tense and it's too long to go back and change...it'll change in the next chapter, which will be up as soon as I see how this one's recieved!

hope you liked it (and if you're confused, you should be! lol..it's v confusing, ask quetsions, please and hopefully between the next couple of chappies and my answers to your Q's, you'll start to get it...)

~Jes xo

Chapter Two: Murders and Jail Fights
Chapter Three: Lawyers and Surprise Guests
Chapter Four: Decisions and Care Packages
Chapter Five: Dreams and Pleas of Innocence
Chapter Six: Surprise Visits and Guilty Kisses
Chapter Seven: tedious trials and Hollywood endings
Chapter Seven: tedious trials and Hollywood endings (P2)

haveigotnewsforu · 04-14-2006, 10:09 PM

That fic was fab...jes u right so well Jk watch out!!!

Ozzy · 04-26-2006, 04:40 PM

Last Update: 03-15-2006

Ozzy · 05-06-2006, 01:22 AM

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jes_is_bak · 05-06-2006, 04:15 PM

HEY GUYS!
So, I know i've been bad and haven't added to my fics lately, but I had AP's to study for which I kinda had to do well on so that took prescedence, but those are over now and I have some really good news:
READY?
....Are you really ready?
haha - of course you are:
I got an idea in my head for a new H/Dr fic today and I started it before the idea could leave my head so I put it up and it should show up in Grimmauld Place very soon!
It's titled:
'All the World's a Stage'
and I think you'll all like it!
A link will be posted as soon as I get one, but in the mean time, you can check if it's up and vie for the first post spot - c'mon, you know you want to! LOL

wow...that was fun to do! lol

hope you guys like the fic. I'll add here soon, now that my AP's are over and then I'll continuing working on this new story!

hope you like it!
~Jes xo

padfoot_rox93 · 05-06-2006, 04:55 PM

New fic? Seriously?

YAYYYYY!

Oh boy, I'll go look for it right now, even though it might not be up. Is it in the Restricted Section?

jes_is_bak · 05-06-2006, 06:34 PM

http://snitchseeker.com/vb3/showthread.php?t=34720

CLICK IT, CLICK IT! its the new fic..lol!

purehermione · 05-25-2006, 02:44 PM

no new post?...this is kinda crazy?

HPrulez... · 05-27-2006, 07:49 AM

Hope you post soon.

evlpez · 05-29-2006, 04:33 PM

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Originally Posted by Ozzy

Last Update: 03-15-2006

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Originally Posted by Ozzy

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Back it goes. Last Update: 03-15-2006.

evlpez · 06-09-2006, 03:35 PM

Reactivated by request.

jes_is_bak · 06-09-2006, 11:00 PM

BAH! i'll add soon - I promise...i kinda have to by the 15th or they'll shut it down...and that can't happen!

soooo, i'll post more soon - new posts on my other 2 to keep you busy until then

~JEs xo

jes_is_bak · 06-10-2006, 05:36 PM

hey kiddies...ok well I realized that I have been possibly the WORST author EVER because I left this for like, legit, 3 months but you know busy life can get!!

This is the last chapter but I don't have time to put the whole thing up like I usually do I'm going to have to do it in parts (grrr) if I want to save the fic from elimination!!

you guys have been awesome - thank you for bearing with me, it's been a lot of fun..I can't believe the fic is almost over!!

chapter seven: tedius trials and hollywood endings (not to give it away or anything...lol)

Tension was thick in the air the morning of Draco’s trial. He sat uncomfortably behind the slim table in his heavy suit and dress shoes. They had finally allowed him a proper shower and he knew he looked great, just like his old self, but he had spent so much time locked up in his grimy jail cell that he wasn’t used to these new-but-actually-old clothes. His foot was twitching under the table and he was fidgeting with anything he could find: pens, paper, his own hands – anything to keep his mind off of what was about to happen.

Every time he looked over at Hermione for support, she wouldn’t meet his eyes. She must still be upset about that stupid kiss… he thought to himself. God, I am such a jerk!

He couldn’t help but look at her, though. Hermione looked more stunning today than he had ever seen her. She had on a pinstriped woman’s suit with a matching skirt that fell only to her knees. Her perfectly sculpted and browned legs jutted out and his eyes roved down to her pumps, black and shiny. He sighed deeply and shook his head – she was gorgeous.

The room was silent except for the occasional cough or rustling of papers. As ever second went by, Draco became more and more uncomfortable. He started worrying about the evidence they had, and whether the witnesses would actually pull through. He began sweating as he stressed that he might not win this and then what would he do? Rot in hell on earth for the rest of his life. Draco didn’t know if he could take another day in that cell, let alone the rest of his life.

Finally Hermione looked over at him. She saw him fidgeting and sweating in his seat and lightly touched his shoulder.

“Draco?” she said, softly.

He twitched at her touch because he had not expected it. Draco looked over at her, taking in her large brown eyes and glowing skin. He nodded that he was listening and tried to reply, but all that came out was a deep guttural noise that resembled someone seriously in need of the Heimlich maneuver.

“You need to calm down; we cannot win this if you act like you have something to hide, I know that you’re innocent, but if you’re twitching throughout the trial, the jury might see it differently and both of our ***** are on the line, ok?” she told him in a crisp, serious voice.

He stared at her for a moment and then blinked. He took in deep breaths of air and sighed. “Yeah, ok…”

“You’re going to get through this and you’re going to be great!” Hermione whispered to him, just as the door in the corner opened. And just like that, all of Draco’s worry disappeared; her words had that effect on him. He took a breath, looked around the room and smiled.

“Everyone rise for the honorable Judge Jameson!” an armed police officer announced. Hermione looked over at Draco and gave his hand a quick squeeze.

“Are you ready?” she asked, as they got to their feet.

He looked over at her before replying,”Let’s do this!”

After a long string of witnesses and testimonies from both sides, Draco was finally called up to the stand. He raised his right hand and placed his left on the Bible, just as he had always seen done in the movies and on t.v. It was slightly surreal for him to be standing there in front of a whole crowd of people, a judge, a jury and Hermione copying their moves, but he was clam and confident. The witnesses had done their jobs perfectly and Hermione told him that it was definitely going well. She had worked with this judge before and she knew what every head tilt and scribble on her notepad really meant.

The judge gave the prosecution the signal to go ahead and they began their cross-examination. Draco remained cool-headed and answered well, giving just the facts and all the facts. He knew that he was innocent, and it must have shown on his face and in his voice, because when the lawyer was done questioning him and it became Hermione’s turn to ask her client some things, she made sure to give him a big smile to let him know he was doing well.

Draco swelled inside, but secretly under his little podium, he was crossing his fingers and praying that the judge would finally set him free.

ok, I'll try and add more later...bear in mind that I know nothing about courtrooms or anything like that besides like, Judge Judy and Legally Blonde...lol

sorry it took so long..hope it was worth it!!!

~Jes xoxo

p.s. REMEMBER: this is not the end..I still have to finish the chapter!

jes_is_bak · 06-10-2006, 06:21 PM

and the last piece

The judge stood up and everyone in the room followed suit. She looked down at both sides before speaking,
“Thank you, defense and thank you prosecution for your help today. The jury will now go into the deliberation room and decided on a verdict. This is a long process, so please feel free to stretch your legs. We will reconvene in one hour to see if the jury is ready with a decision. Thank you.” She stepped down from her seat and walked out through the corner door she had come in from.

Draco let out a big sigh and slumped back in his seat. This was it; it was all over now…all he could do was wait.

A large clock ticked up on the wall. Draco watched it, hearing the seconds tick by, lulling him into a daydream-like-state.

“Draco?” Hermione’s voice and touch awoke him from his stupor and he looked up at her.

“Yeah?” he replied quickly.

“I just wanted to say well done and congratulations; you survived one of man’s most grueling tests and you did very well,” she was smiling at him confidently, as though she already knew the outcome.

How can she be so sure that we won? Draco wondered to himself.

But he just smiled back, “Yeah…yes! Thank-you…and Thanks for all of your help – you’re the best lawyer I could have asked for!” he told her, grinning.

“Yeah, well, you know…it’s kinda my job,” she whispered back, and she hit him lightly on the shoulder.

“Well, you’re very good at what you do. Excuse me, now, I’m going to get a drink of water – you heard the judge, it’s a long wait!” he told her.

Hermione smiled and moved to let him inch out from behind the table. They may have let him clean up, but he was still cuffed at the hands and feet, which made it very hard to move around. Despite this, they had still felt the need to equip him with a police officer, just in case Draco decided to make a hobble for it.

Hermione turned and watched him move slowly towards the big, oak doors and out into the hallway.

“Jesus,” she whispered to herself. “We better win this.”

After Draco got his sip of water, he decided to take a trip to the bathroom. His guard followed him to the door of the stall, where he waited for Draco to do his business. What a life…Draco thought to himself as he zipped his pants and flushed the toilet. He washed his hand and slashed come water on his face to wake himself up.

Draco looked himself squarely in the mirror and gave one last silent prayer.

“Hey, do you mind if I just stand over on this wall for a few minutes? I’ve been sitting in there a while…” Draco asked his officer. The man grunted and nodded his head as a yes. Draco shuffled to the wall and leaned up against it. It felt good to stretch his legs, at least as much as was humanly possible in those cuffs.

Almost as soon as Draco closed his eyes, he was asleep, dreaming of life before this awful mess. He saw Camilla’s beautiful face smiling down at him, and he felt truly happy for the first time in a long time.

Draco felt a tapping on his shoulder and opened his eyes.

It was his guard. “Excuse me, Mr. Malfoy,” he said in his low, rough voice. “It’s time to go back in now.”

Draco nodded and stood up straight. He had no idea he had been out long. He straightened his suit and followed the officer back into the courtroom.

Everyone remained standing as the Judge and jury filed back into the room from opposite sides of the room. Draco stood behind his table, anxiously awaiting his fate.

“Now that we have heard all of the evidence, jury, have you had time to deliberate and come to a decision?” the judge asked the panel of men and women.

One man on the end stood up and replied, “Yes, ma’am.”

She nodded, “Very well then. What do you rule?”

“In the case of Draco Malfoy vs. Cambridge County, this jury has ruled,” he paused, as if to create an air of drama seen only on daytime television. Draco cursed him for this wait. “Guilty.”

The word dropped on Draco like a bomb. He looked around at Hermione, helplessly. She touched his shoulder, and trying to calm him explained that the judge still needed to-

“In this case of Malfoy vs. Cambridge, I agree with the jury’s decision of guilty on all charges,” the judge showed no emotion as she passed the sentence.

“Hermione!” Draco just about screamed. Officers were swarming around them, trying to take Draco back into custody. Hermione just stood there, watching him with tears in her eyes.

“I’m sorry Draco...there’s nothing…” she whispered, and he fought against the guards holding him back to try and get to her.

Draco had been dragged to the front of room by the time the scream went out.

“NO!” everyone stopped and looked around to see a brown-eyed man in a crisp suit pushing his sunglasses onto his head as he stands to face the mass of people. “No,” he repeats.

“Sir, what are you-“ he cut the judge off with a look as he placed his sunglasses into the breast pocket of his jacket and moved slowly towards the front of the courtroom.

As he passed Draco, he gave him a look straight in the eyes, whispered, “I’m so sorry,” and kept walking.

The man turned to face the room; everyone’s eyes were on him. “I can’t see this man taken away for a crime that he didn’t commit. I can’t see this, wonderful, caring man fall for the sins of others. For my sins,” he said loudly for everyone to hear.

“Jared? What-“ Draco asked, but Jared just gave him a look.

“I gotta do this, man.” He sighed and continued. “I did it: I killed Camilla Malfoy, because I was jealous of this man. I hereby confess to the crime, and accept the consequences of my actions,” he told the judge, turning to face her.

She was silent for a moment, her lips pursed as she surveyed him. Then she turned to the guards. “Officers, take this man into custody for the rape and murder of Mrs. Camilla Malfoy.” The men let go of Draco and moved towards Jared. The judge turned to look at Draco. “Mr. Malfoy, it seems you are free to go.” She even gave him a smile, as if to say she was sorry for the huge mistake they almost made.

Despite all the sadness and anger he was feeling, Draco was also elated at his innocence. He turned to Hemrione, who ran over to him.

“Oh my God!” she screamed.

“I know!” he replied.

They stared at each other for a few seconds before Draco finally broke the silence.

“So…can I kiss you now?” he asked, coking an eyebrow.

“You better!” she almost squeal. And Draco, still in his handcuffs, cupped Hermione’s face in his hands and pulled her to him. He kissed her passionately, not caring who might be watching.

When they broke apart, Hermione was breathing heavily.

Draco looked at her and grinned.

“What?” she asked.

“Well, if I didn’t know any better, Miss Granger, I’d say you were a woman in love!” he said.

She smiled back at him slyly and kissed him again. “Guilty as charged,” she whispered in his ear and he smiled.

Then she threw her arms around him and he lifted her off the ground. As he let her down, Draco looked right into her eyes as he told her, “I love you, Hermione.”

She looked right back at him as she said, “I love you, too.”

THE END!!

hope y'all liked it and it was too corny! lol

keep reading my other fics, and you guys were awesome readers! thank you sooo much!

love love love
~Jes xoxo

padfoot_rox93 · 06-12-2006, 01:41 AM

THAT WAS SO GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Like, omg. I almost died when the judge said he was guilty. Lucky Jared finally came to his senses, that stupid murderer. The ending wasn't corny. SOOOOO awesome, Jessikins. Love ya,
Amie

HPrulez... · 06-12-2006, 12:46 PM

It's the end...
how could he be guilty?!!?
Luckily Jared turn himself in...

rupertsgirl67 · 06-12-2006, 08:20 PM

oh my gosh! i have to agree with Amie that i was like...choking when the judge said guilty! im like WHAT!?!?! and of course they would kiss! it was just meant to be...*sighs* lol

Laurennxox

wow, i was gunna say pams...awww

HP_Babe · 06-16-2006, 05:09 PM

this is one of the shortess FF I've read but one of the best to that was awsome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and totally not corny!! it was romantic lol

lUnAlOvEgOoD4lIfE · 06-24-2006, 01:42 AM

*round of applause* very good!!!!

*Danielle*

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