Author's Note: The last chapter wasn't really a chapter, just a few
sentences to show you what my writing style is. Hope you're okay with that
and that you like the installment of this story.
Disclaimer: This is the beginning of an adventure that I made up. However, all of the characters and most of the places are totally and absolutely not mine. They belong to JKR.
Chapter Two: Never Leave Your Cell Phone in the Movie Theater
"Harry, I think I left my broom out on the field. I've got to get it before it rains."
"I'll go with you," said Harry, rising from his chair. Ron, however, gestured for him to stay.
"I can get it. You can stay and enjoy the celebration. Harry was about to protest, but Dean Thomas quickly shoved some Butter beer into his hands and pulled him over to a large group of gorgeous girls who had taken off their scarves to reveal the huge dips in their collars. Harry was cross-eyed.
Chuckling, Ron shoved his way to the portrait hole and out into the corridor. As he trotted down the halls, he heard a soft patting behind him. Turning, he spotted his bushy-haired friend and slowed to let her catch up to him.
"What are you doing here?" asked Ron amiably, the after effects of winning still wearing off. Hermione seemed to also be in a good mood, and he didn't want to ruin that.
"Lavender left her cloak and perfume in the stands, and she's too busy letting boys goggle at her cleavage to get it herself," Hermione said, rolling her eyes. She was not, Ron noticed, wearing anything showy. "Where are you going?"
"Left my broom out."
"Oh."
The rest of the walk was silent until they made it to the field. Hermione jogged into the Gryffindor stands and began searching for Lavender's things. Ron searched for his broom which he so carelessly left next the field. He would have to trim the tail, but other than that it was in good condition. Hermione caught up to him and they began to walk back to the castle.
Suddenly, Ron spotted something coming out of the Forbidden Forest, flying right at him and Hermione.
"Duck!" he shouted, tackling Hermione and forcing both of them to the ground.
Something large, dark, and very vicious soared inches above Ron's head, snarling and salivating. Ron lifted his head slightly and heard the sound of a huge animal rushing toward him again.
A large net captured both flailing teens and pulled them along and into the forest. Ron tumbled out of the net, dragging Hermione with him. A flash of light blinded them both temporarily, and then all went black.
Hermione woke slowly, her head throbbing. Beside her, she heard a groan and tried to open her eyes, but failed. Groaning herself, she half turned her head and fluttered her eyelashes.
"Hermione?" called Ron faintly.
"Ron," whispered Hermione, her whole body sagging like lead. The effort to speak was too much, and she felt too nauseous to open her mouth.
Ron opened his eyes and rolled over to face Hermione. Her eyes were closed and she looked clammy. He sat up and almost keeled over from the force of his headache. Hermione moaned again, her hand moving to massage her head. Ron gained control of his brain again and began to massage the pins and needles out of his legs and feet. Hermione opened her eyes and pushed herself onto her elbows, squinting against the bright sunlight that engulfed them. Ron helped her sit up and then began to stand. Looking around, he saw that they were on the grounds of a large castle, not unlike Hogwarts. Ron knew, however, that this castle was not Hogwarts. It appeared to be completely empty.
Hermione stood behind him, not sure what to say or what to do.
"Uh oh."
"Harry, have you seen Ron or Hermione?" asked Ginny.
Harry, turning away from Parvati, seemed spacey, but was brought back to Earth by the question Ginny placed. "Huh? Oh, no, I haven't seen them. Ron said he was going to get his broomstick."
"Are you sure that's not code for 'I'm going to go snog Hermione senseless?' or something?"
"Ron doesn't like Hermione like that, Ginny. Your mind works in weird ways," said Harry, seeming slightly sickened.
"What ever, Harry."
Author's Note: Don't worry; I'll drag Harry and Ginny into this somehow. Ron and Hermione are the main focus of this story, though.
The next chapter is (drum roll, please)...
ACHILLES'S HEEL
Disclaimer: This is the beginning of an adventure that I made up. However, all of the characters and most of the places are totally and absolutely not mine. They belong to JKR.
Chapter Two: Never Leave Your Cell Phone in the Movie Theater
"Harry, I think I left my broom out on the field. I've got to get it before it rains."
"I'll go with you," said Harry, rising from his chair. Ron, however, gestured for him to stay.
"I can get it. You can stay and enjoy the celebration. Harry was about to protest, but Dean Thomas quickly shoved some Butter beer into his hands and pulled him over to a large group of gorgeous girls who had taken off their scarves to reveal the huge dips in their collars. Harry was cross-eyed.
Chuckling, Ron shoved his way to the portrait hole and out into the corridor. As he trotted down the halls, he heard a soft patting behind him. Turning, he spotted his bushy-haired friend and slowed to let her catch up to him.
"What are you doing here?" asked Ron amiably, the after effects of winning still wearing off. Hermione seemed to also be in a good mood, and he didn't want to ruin that.
"Lavender left her cloak and perfume in the stands, and she's too busy letting boys goggle at her cleavage to get it herself," Hermione said, rolling her eyes. She was not, Ron noticed, wearing anything showy. "Where are you going?"
"Left my broom out."
"Oh."
The rest of the walk was silent until they made it to the field. Hermione jogged into the Gryffindor stands and began searching for Lavender's things. Ron searched for his broom which he so carelessly left next the field. He would have to trim the tail, but other than that it was in good condition. Hermione caught up to him and they began to walk back to the castle.
Suddenly, Ron spotted something coming out of the Forbidden Forest, flying right at him and Hermione.
"Duck!" he shouted, tackling Hermione and forcing both of them to the ground.
Something large, dark, and very vicious soared inches above Ron's head, snarling and salivating. Ron lifted his head slightly and heard the sound of a huge animal rushing toward him again.
A large net captured both flailing teens and pulled them along and into the forest. Ron tumbled out of the net, dragging Hermione with him. A flash of light blinded them both temporarily, and then all went black.
Hermione woke slowly, her head throbbing. Beside her, she heard a groan and tried to open her eyes, but failed. Groaning herself, she half turned her head and fluttered her eyelashes.
"Hermione?" called Ron faintly.
"Ron," whispered Hermione, her whole body sagging like lead. The effort to speak was too much, and she felt too nauseous to open her mouth.
Ron opened his eyes and rolled over to face Hermione. Her eyes were closed and she looked clammy. He sat up and almost keeled over from the force of his headache. Hermione moaned again, her hand moving to massage her head. Ron gained control of his brain again and began to massage the pins and needles out of his legs and feet. Hermione opened her eyes and pushed herself onto her elbows, squinting against the bright sunlight that engulfed them. Ron helped her sit up and then began to stand. Looking around, he saw that they were on the grounds of a large castle, not unlike Hogwarts. Ron knew, however, that this castle was not Hogwarts. It appeared to be completely empty.
Hermione stood behind him, not sure what to say or what to do.
"Uh oh."
"Harry, have you seen Ron or Hermione?" asked Ginny.
Harry, turning away from Parvati, seemed spacey, but was brought back to Earth by the question Ginny placed. "Huh? Oh, no, I haven't seen them. Ron said he was going to get his broomstick."
"Are you sure that's not code for 'I'm going to go snog Hermione senseless?' or something?"
"Ron doesn't like Hermione like that, Ginny. Your mind works in weird ways," said Harry, seeming slightly sickened.
"What ever, Harry."
Author's Note: Don't worry; I'll drag Harry and Ginny into this somehow. Ron and Hermione are the main focus of this story, though.
The next chapter is (drum roll, please)...
ACHILLES'S HEEL