Harry Potter and the True Muggles

By Trephinia Cealyn

Chapter 12 | Into the Void

          Flute jumped onto the grass and ran after Tom. "Hey Tom wait!"

          Tom turned around slowly, "Took you long enough, where's Talon?"

          "Uh, he's not coming." Flute said quickly and smiled, "Let's go, before he notices I'm gone." She said quickly.

          "Before who notices?" Tom asked.

          "FLUTE SEPHRENIA MALFOY!" came a shout from the house.

          "My father! Now would be a good time to get out of here!" Flute said grabbing Tom's hand and pulling him behind a bush, "How did you get here?!"

          "I flew," Tom said nervously eyeing her doorstep where a furious Draco stood, "Isn't this a little dangerous to our health?"

          "Where's the broomstick?!" Flute said ignoring him, she turned around spotted it. She took a running leap hopped on, "Quick! Fly this thing out of here!"

          "Where are you going child?" Draco said flinging the door of his house open.

          Flute didn't turn around but dragged Tom on the broom with her and kicked off. "Bye Father!"

          "Oh you'll pay for this Potter!" Draco yelled after Tom shaking his fist, "You can't kidnap my daughter and get away with it! You have to ask permission!"

          Tom shuddered, "He's not going to hold a grudge is he."

          "Oh, I don't know." Flute said rather calmly considering the situation. "Which way is the Quidditch match?"

          "That way," Tom swung his leg over the broom and took control of the flying aspect.

          "I'm so jealous!" Flute shouted into his ear.

          "Of what?" he yelled back.

          Flute glared at his back, "Maybe of you broom! Just maybe?"

          "Oh, it was a birthday present."

          "I'm still jealous." Flute pouted.

          Tom smirked back at her, "Do you want to fly?"

          "Yes!" Flute exclaimed.

          Tom turned forward and smiled, "Sorry Flute, you know girls can't fly as well."

          "WHAT!" Flute shrieked. "Why you little piece of scum!" She pummeled his back. (It didn't hurt him of course.)

          Tom laughed and started descending. "You're gonna have to do better than that!"

          Flute stopped hitting him and covered his eyes. "Try and fly now!"

          Tom panicked and stopped the broom. It dropped fast.

          "Tom!" Flute yelled and uncovered his eyes to cover her own.

          The broom landed safely near the World Cup Stadium, "You can uncover your eyes now."

          "Hmmph." Flute jumped off the broom and ran up the stairs to the others.

          "Flute! Oh we're glad you could make it." Hermione said happily. "They just started… where's Talon?"

          "He couldn't make it." Flute mumbled, "He told me to tell you he's dreadfully sorry and that you can expect him next time."

          "That's a pity," Hermione said sadly. "Sit here my dear. How's your father?"

          Flute shifted uncomfortably in her seat, "He's okay." Flute said quietly. "He's very… erm… very… strict?"

          "Oh, well that sounds like the Draco I know!" Hermione said laughing, "Ever since…"

          "Ever since what?" Tom asked placing himself next to Flute.

          "Nothing dear." Hermione turned toward the match quickly.

          "And Potter's racing towards the snitch!" the announcer shouted, "FOUL!"

          Harry spiraled downwards holding on to his broom with one hand. He tried to swing his legs up but the seeker from the other side rammed into him from behind, he lost his hold and fell.

          "NO!" Tom yelled jumping out of his seat and holding his arm out chest level. His fingers pointing straight up and his palm directed towards Harry. Harry stopped in midair and floated back to his broom.

          "Wow." Flute said staring at Tom. Hermione leaned forward and looked over at Tom eyes wide open in shock.

          "Ach," Tom said and crumpled back into his seat holding his left shoulder.

          "Hello Flute," Harry said smiling at the girl. They had returned to the Potter residence, situated next to the Burrow, "Heard you snuck away from home? Draco had you grounded."

          "How'd you know?" Flute countered.

          Harry smiled at her and winked, "An owl just arrived. He sounded very mad."

          "You-you aren't going to send me home are you?" Flute stared up at him pleadingly.

          "No, of course not," Harry laughed and ruffled her hair, "You can stay as long as you like."

          "Really!?" Harry nodded smiling at her, "Oh thank you thank you thank you Mr. Potter!" Flute flung her arms around his waist and then ran off to join Tom, Kalten, and Lily outside.