A/N: This is my first somewhat serious fan fic. I have been writing these for a while I just never wanted to post them. I've had this written for over 6 months and I like it so I posted it. If you want more you have to beg...or just review.
Greenhouse 4: Teaser
October 31st
Crabbe was sitting in the middle of the dirty, leaf covered floor rocking back and forth, gently stroking her hair.
"Oh my God." Crabbe muttered. Oh my God. What Have I done? He tightly gripped his fingers around the treasure he held in his hand.
What do I do now? He thought to himself. I think I hear someone coming! Crabbe scurried to his feet. He tried to run, but his legs wouldn't move. He was stuck. He braced himself against a nearby workbench, hoping to catch his breath.
Every sound in the greenhouse seemed to be intensified by ten. He could hear the steady drip drip of the leaky faucet. He could hear the rain water trickling down the windows, the plant leaves rustling in the light breeze blowing through the open door.
I have to get out of here. Crabbe tried once more to run, his legs finally got the message. He pushed off from the bench and ran from greenhouse 4, ran as fast as he could. Only to run smack into Draco.
"Crabbe!" Draco gasped, taking a step back. He looked Crabbe up and down. "What's the-" he stopped.
He had seen Crabbe's hand in the pale moonlight.