~~~ In the Dark of the Night-Dragon's Blood-~~~
~A/N Voldie has come to school! And he's not there to learn! Romantic in parts. H/D people, you'll love it! Anybody else, bear
with me, okay?~
Excerpt from the diary of Hermione S. Granger~
11/15/95 Well, the Slytherins have dwindled dramatically since the rise of You-Know-Who (big surprise). There's only three
left now. And, would you believe it? Malfoy's one of them. He's acting really cautious. And, I think he really DOESN'T support
You-Know-Who. A death eater attacked Neville today, performed the Crutacious curse on him. Neville's okay-phisically- but
he's in shock. Who wouldn't be is his situation? They [death eaters] are getting braver now, and I'm SO worried. Poor Neville...
Excerpt from the JOURNAL of Draco L. Malfoy~
11/27/95 I'm the only Slytherin left now. I've left off my rivalry with Potter. We're pretty much in the same boat now. (When
I refused to join the Dark Side, my father told me I'd be killed like a Gryffindor when the time came) Granger is watching me
everytime she sees me. I think she's curious about why I of all people, am the only Slytherin left. Pansy and that Bulstrode girl
were the last to leave. Unless you count Snape, who's still here. Potter finally took some latin (my second language) to find out
the school motto. (Never tickle a sleeping dragon) He also found out my name translates to dragon in latin. I like my name but,
MERLIN! Dragon??? They used truth potions on me to find out what I knew about the dark side-squat. Father (if you can call
the man who swore to kill you that) knows I hate the Dark Side, so he never discussed info around me. They let me loose when
they found out I hated it. Two death eaters attacked Prof. Sprout today. Potter's constantly rubbing ointments on his scar, it
hurts so bad.
~Chrismas Ball~
Draco was sullenly sitting in the corner of the room. Nobody would dance with him. For obvious reasons. The only person
besides him that wasn't dancing was Hermione Granger-YUCK! He sighed and smoothed down his silvery shoulder length hair,
looking around. Wasn't there any girl who would dance with him? He tilted his head slightly when, BOOOOOOOOOM! A
blow that nearly knocked him off his chair rocked the east wall. What was happening? BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The wall exploded in a shower of dust and rock, to reveal a hooded figure in the doorway he/she/it raised one gloved hand and
whispered "Comacrius!" He didn't even remember hitting the ground.
~An Unknown Dungeon (Hermione's POV)
I sat up very suddenly, looking around in all directions. What happened?! One minute, I was sitting in a chair, wishing for
somebody to dance with me, the next moment I'm here! -Wherever 'here' is. I glanced around, my eyes growing accustomed to
the dark. Leaning against a wall a couple feet away was Malfoy. He was holding a bit of cloth (a piece robe, most likely) to his
cheek. The bright green cloth was soaked in red. He looked up at her.
"You're awake. No, I don't have any idea about where, how, who, when, and why. Someone sliced my cheek, that's all the
blood, and will you stop looking at me like that?" I didn't exactly know the answer to the statement, so answered with a
question.
"Why 'when' and 'how'?"
"I mean: How long have we been knocked out? How did they do it? That had to be an EXTREMELY powerful spell to
knock out that many people."
"Oh......" I cocked my head. "So I'm stuck with you for who knows HOW long, in a damp, creepy dungeon. I haven't had a
nice, scary nightmare in a while. Let alone a realistic one. This should be interesting." He smirked
"Glad you take my point of view on being sarcastic, Granger, but this 'realistic' dream of yours is a little too realistic for me.
My cheek stings like heck, I'm cold, and hungry. So Granger, I recommend pinching yourself." I Glared at him, to which he
returned it. And just to see if he was right, I pinched myself.
"We are in definite trouble."
~~~
~A/N Voldie has come to school! And he's not there to learn! Romantic in parts. H/D people, you'll love it! Anybody else, bear
with me, okay?~
Excerpt from the diary of Hermione S. Granger~
11/15/95 Well, the Slytherins have dwindled dramatically since the rise of You-Know-Who (big surprise). There's only three
left now. And, would you believe it? Malfoy's one of them. He's acting really cautious. And, I think he really DOESN'T support
You-Know-Who. A death eater attacked Neville today, performed the Crutacious curse on him. Neville's okay-phisically- but
he's in shock. Who wouldn't be is his situation? They [death eaters] are getting braver now, and I'm SO worried. Poor Neville...
Excerpt from the JOURNAL of Draco L. Malfoy~
11/27/95 I'm the only Slytherin left now. I've left off my rivalry with Potter. We're pretty much in the same boat now. (When
I refused to join the Dark Side, my father told me I'd be killed like a Gryffindor when the time came) Granger is watching me
everytime she sees me. I think she's curious about why I of all people, am the only Slytherin left. Pansy and that Bulstrode girl
were the last to leave. Unless you count Snape, who's still here. Potter finally took some latin (my second language) to find out
the school motto. (Never tickle a sleeping dragon) He also found out my name translates to dragon in latin. I like my name but,
MERLIN! Dragon??? They used truth potions on me to find out what I knew about the dark side-squat. Father (if you can call
the man who swore to kill you that) knows I hate the Dark Side, so he never discussed info around me. They let me loose when
they found out I hated it. Two death eaters attacked Prof. Sprout today. Potter's constantly rubbing ointments on his scar, it
hurts so bad.
~Chrismas Ball~
Draco was sullenly sitting in the corner of the room. Nobody would dance with him. For obvious reasons. The only person
besides him that wasn't dancing was Hermione Granger-YUCK! He sighed and smoothed down his silvery shoulder length hair,
looking around. Wasn't there any girl who would dance with him? He tilted his head slightly when, BOOOOOOOOOM! A
blow that nearly knocked him off his chair rocked the east wall. What was happening? BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
The wall exploded in a shower of dust and rock, to reveal a hooded figure in the doorway he/she/it raised one gloved hand and
whispered "Comacrius!" He didn't even remember hitting the ground.
~An Unknown Dungeon (Hermione's POV)
I sat up very suddenly, looking around in all directions. What happened?! One minute, I was sitting in a chair, wishing for
somebody to dance with me, the next moment I'm here! -Wherever 'here' is. I glanced around, my eyes growing accustomed to
the dark. Leaning against a wall a couple feet away was Malfoy. He was holding a bit of cloth (a piece robe, most likely) to his
cheek. The bright green cloth was soaked in red. He looked up at her.
"You're awake. No, I don't have any idea about where, how, who, when, and why. Someone sliced my cheek, that's all the
blood, and will you stop looking at me like that?" I didn't exactly know the answer to the statement, so answered with a
question.
"Why 'when' and 'how'?"
"I mean: How long have we been knocked out? How did they do it? That had to be an EXTREMELY powerful spell to
knock out that many people."
"Oh......" I cocked my head. "So I'm stuck with you for who knows HOW long, in a damp, creepy dungeon. I haven't had a
nice, scary nightmare in a while. Let alone a realistic one. This should be interesting." He smirked
"Glad you take my point of view on being sarcastic, Granger, but this 'realistic' dream of yours is a little too realistic for me.
My cheek stings like heck, I'm cold, and hungry. So Granger, I recommend pinching yourself." I Glared at him, to which he
returned it. And just to see if he was right, I pinched myself.
"We are in definite trouble."
~~~