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Note: This is still a part of the introduction, so it may not yet seem like what the summary has stated.
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Chapter 2
They stared at the empty dungeon.
"It could be a hidden brick." She suggested.
"Don't you think that's a little too common?"
He took a few steps backward and surveyed the room.
Suddenly, he pointed straight to a corner.
"There."
He was pointing at a cobweb. A huge cobweb high out of reach.
He fired a spell at it.
The jet of light went right through the web, and disappeared.
There was a creak, and the wall before them became nothing.
"How did you do that?"
He smirked.
"Let's not forget- I live in a manor."
The hole in the wall revealed a passage that led them downward.
"I don't like this place." She shuddered.
"Me too."
They stepped into the hole, and immediately, there wall behind them solidified again.
"Oh no, we're trapped! We should have taken precautions! The instructions didn't say we've to enter the passage!" She groaned.
"Don't worry. Slytherins have a knack for dungeons. It's why our dorm is at the dungeons itself." He grinned. "Come on."
The passage led them deeper and deeper, and she shivered as the temperature dropped. He seemed completely unaffected, on the other hand.
"Malfoy. Do you hear that?" She whispered, going closer to him so that their hands brushed against each other's.
"Merlin, you're freezing."
Her heart sped up as he took her hands in his warm ones. Malfoy warming her hands for her?
"I'm only doing this because we need your fingers to hold on to the wand should we encounter any threats." He quickly added, and loosened the tight hold of her hand minimally.
"No, did you hear someone crying?"
The sound of their soft padding against the cold stone floor ceased as they stopped walking, leaving only silence.
"Sweet Salazar, this obstacle course is frightening shit." He whispered.
"I know. I'm freaking out."
"At least we know it's just an obstacle course and everything's been planned. We'll be safe."
She gulped.
"But Malfoy, we weren't suppose to enter the passage. Whatever happens in the passage may not have been planned."
He squeezed her hands a little.
"Did you have to tell me that?"
She couldn't help but giggle a little at his expression.
"What's so funny?" He said sourly.
"I just never thought you'd have a sense of humour, Malfoy."
"I wasn't trying to be humorous." He saud wryly.
"Oh. Opps."
She giggled again.
"Don't worry, Malfoy. We've faced a war."
"True. After what I've seen back then, what could be worse?"
"What did you see?"
Before he could reply, the crying started again, echoing against the narrow walls of the passageway.
He swore, and she almost swore with him.
As quietly as possible, they crept forward.
A boy came into view.
It was a dead end, and the boy was huddled in a ball, bawling his eyes out.
"Boy." Hermione called out. "Boy, are you lost?"
The boy didn't look up.
She took a wary step towards him. She wasn't stupid. What would a little boy be doing here?
"Boy. Are you lost?" She tried again.
Draco kept a grip on her arm, ready to pull her out of the way should anything happen. He kept a watchful eye on the boy, also taking note of his surroundings. Passages had to have more than one exit. It was magical science that a passage had two entrances, one on each end. Otherwise, the passage wouldn't be able to stand.
He hated this. It reminded him of the time Voldemort had taken over the manor.
Suddenly, the boy stopped crying.
The silence was deafening.
They gasped when the boy looked up. It wasn't a boy's face. It was a wolf's.
She had read of such creatures. The offspring of a werewolf and a succubus.
It's face had gleaming red eyes and sharp, pointed teeth.
It pounced.
Hermione and Draco both cast a spell- Hermione a defensive spell, and Draco an aggressive one.
The spell hit the boy square in the chest, and it dropped to the ground, before disappearing.
"Found it." He said, and pointed his wand to a brick that was just a shade darker than the rest. "Alohomora."
The brick didn't respond.
"Oh, right. Alo-ho-mora." He tried again.
The bricks started to move, so that a small exit was created.
They stepped though the exit and faced a long flight of stairs.
"This should lead to the top." He said.
She looked up.
"I don't see the top."
"Neither do I."
She looked at the flight of stairs again. They were suspended in mid-air. Nothing was supporting those planks of wood that made up a staircase.
"Don't touch the steps. I think it's another trap."
He nodded.
"Did you bring our brooms?"
She stared incredulously at him.
"Of course! But- but… do we have to?"
"Any other ideas?"
She had to admit, "No."
Reluctantly, she brought out their shrunken brooms from her pocket, and changed them back to their original size.
He took his broom and felt a tingle as he touched it. His beloved broom.
He mounted it, and cast a glance at her.
"What are you doing? Get onto your broom!"
"I- I think I'll take the steps."
"Are you crazy?"
"I think I'll take the steps." She said again, her voice quavering.
"You don't know how to ride a broom?"
"I do! I just… I just… don't like riding brooms, so I didn't practice, and…"
"And you only know the theory of riding a broom, but you don't actually know how to ride one."
"Don't laugh at me, Malfoy. The theory isn't even credible. The broom may stop flying anytime!"
He laughed at that.
"You've got to believe in your broom, Granger."
"According to the book of-"
"Ride with me."
"W- What?"
"Ride with me."
She stared flabbergasted at his outstretched hand and his warm moss-green eyes that held a gentle invitation.
How could she resist?
"Okay."
She kept her broom back, and walked to him, putting her hand in his.
He laughed again.
"Don't look so dazed Granger. I'm only going to be nice because you're my partner, and I want to top this as much as you do."
She knew that was only partly true. She knew he wanted to be nice. She couldn't figure out why, though.
"You should laugh more often, Malfoy. You have a nice laughter." She said, as she put a leg over his broom.
Gingerly, she sat on it, and held on tightly to the wood- perhaps a little too tightly.
"Don't kill my broom, Granger." He said, sounding entertained. "Loosen your grip a little."
"No. way."
He shrugged and leaned forward, so that he was pressed against her. He didn't think she'd be able to maintain her balance on the broom on her own.
"Your broom is like your wand, Granger. Theory says your wand may give out on you anytime too, but it has never does so, has it? That's because you trust it, and you love it. It's the same for the broom. Or even if you don't trust the broom, for once, trust me."
His lips were by her ear again, and she felt her body heat up. It was a good thing she wasn't facing him, or he would have seen her blush. His body felt nice against hers, warm and hard and comfortable- and… right- like two pieces of a puzzle fitted toge-
She shook her head. What was she thinking?
"Here we go." He said.
He started slowly, letting her get used to be feeling of flying, before he increased his pace up the winding staircase.
"Aren't you dizzy, Malfoy?"
"Not if you've a target. Look up, Granger. Can you see a speck of light?"
She looked closely.
"Yes… Yes yes!"
Suddenly, it felt as though they had just passes through an invisible barrier or some sort.
She heard a crash from below, and looked down.
The stairs. They were falling, one by one.
"Malfoy! The stairs are falling! Hurry, or the stairs on top of us will crush us!"
The broom was designed so that the wind would not affect their eyes and thus, sight. Faster and faster they went, as the crashing got louder and louder.
They were half way up.
She peered down and got the shock of her life. Nearly three quarters of the stairs they had passed had fallen, and the rate of the falling was increasing.
"Malfoy!"
He gritted his teeth. He wasn't going to fail.
"Put your arms around my neck! Now!" He cried.
She reached backward and wrapped her arms around him.
Immediately, her surroundings blurred as he rushed to the top, winding around and around.
She screamed.
"Slow down, Malfoy!"
"You're suffocating me!"
Her grip around his neck loosened a tiny bit.
And then, his voice, gentle yet commanding.
"Trust me, Granger."
She was breathing heavily, and but her grip around his neck loosened more so that he could breath.
"Okay, Malfoy, Okay." She breathed. "I trust you."
Her words sent a surge of energy through him, and he was now more determined than ever. He would get her to safety. He would.
The stairs were catching up, but the speck had grown to become a small hole now. He could see the sky.
"We're almost there."
The stairs had caught up, and were now on par with him.
With one last, mad effort- he made it.
They soared high into the sky and he flew around the towers or Hogwarts, feeling elated. They had made it!
He looked at her, and saw that her eyes were still shut tight.
"Granger, look. We made it!"
Slowly, still clutching onto him, she opened her eyes.
"Wow."
They were flying higher than the towers now, and Hogwarts lay before her nesting in a blanket of snow. She could see Hogsmede, and the huge lake- and even the train station. It was beautiful.
Then, she looked straight down, and had a panic attack.
"Down! Down! We're so high up!"
He laughed at her, and his laughter calmed her a little.
"I have to teach you how to fly a broom. You don't know what you're missing."
It was then that they realised the close, intimate position they were in- bodies pressed against each other's, her arms wound around his neck while his protectively at her side, preventing her from falling off the broom, and his cheek an inch away from hers.
His eyes- they were more beautiful than Ron's even. A deep, shining moss green.
"Your eyes- they're green."
He blinked.
"G- Green?"
"Yes. They're normally silver."
He looked at her, puzzled.
"You mean, when you look at me, you see that my eyes are… green? Right now?"
"Yes. Why?"
He looked away, staring thoughtfully into the distance.
"My mother. Her eyes are silver too, but during specific days every month, my father would say that her eyes were green. But no one every saw them green- only him. And her, of course, when she looked at herself in the mirror."
"That's… unusual."
"Yes."
They kept quiet for a while, each thinking of possibilities.
"Malfoy." She said. "I like you when you're not trying to insult my friends and I."
Their eyes met for a moment, but he looked away.
"We should get going to the next station of the obstacle course. We'll probably be the last to arrive." He finally said.
"I'm not letting go of you until you put me on the ground, gently please."
"Just take the paper out of your pocket. I'll make sure you won't fall."
"Absolutely not!"
He chuckled, and flew to the nearest landing- the astronomy tower. It held many memories for him, but he blocked them out.
"The Great Hall." She said, looking intently at the piece of paper. "There are no more stations. We're supposed to gather there. Strange, I thought there was a third station, but the spot where it was is now blank."
"Perhaps it's time to go back."
They headed for the Great Hall on foot.
Wasn't sure if you'd like a little scariness in the story, so I didn't really write out much of the scary stuffs… do you want me to make the story scarier with all the tension etc? O:
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I hope this chapter was okay with you guys though… I really need ideas please! suggestions, anyone?(:
