My dear, dear readers,
I am so overly, incredibly, undeniably sorry for not uploading fast enough :(. I had my computer taken away for the latter half of December and got it back only days ago. Every time I checked my email on my iPhone and saw a review or favorite for this story, I twitched. Seriously, I was ready to break down for not being on time with you guys. And I also have to finish up my fanfiction, "Loveless"…
So, I'm trying to make things up to you, but I have a short little preview of the next chapter. It may be different in the actually chapter. I will try to have the chapter posted by this week (Oh God, here I go making promises) and thank you guys so much for being patient with me!
-ang
Well, here goes it…
Draco let out the breath he held as he entered the shadows of Knockturn Alley. Just as he figured how to escape, someone pulled hard on his skinny tail. Oh, bugger, he thought. He wasn't fast enough. He turned slowly to face Granger, flustered and ready to kick wolf arse. She folded her arms and clicked her toe against the slick, dark tile.
"So," she said, her voice loud in the dirty alley. "I see you're having fun, roaming around with no food."
Draco plopped down on his hind legs, swishing his tail innocently and cocking his head at her. That did it. Hermione dragged him into a darker vessel of Knockturn Alley by his tail and went off on him.
"I can't believe you!" She hissed. "After those months I spent healing you and caring for you and providing you shelter, you thank me by leaving in the middle of the night? You ungrateful mongrel!"
Draco leaned back and yelped in shock. Granger opened her mouth again, but started tearing up before she could finish her scolding. She dropped down to her knees so that she looked up to see Draco's face. She circled his neck of fur, wringing the breath out of him in her hug. Draco's heart twisted and turned. Hermione unburied herself from the animal's neck, slightly ashamed of herself. She was scolding and crying on a poor wolf, for Merlin's sake. She gave the wolf an apologetic smile and stood, though her hand stayed on his broad back.
"C'mon," she sniffed. "I'm taking you home."
