A Visit To Gryffindor Tower II:

A Visit To Gryffindor Tower II:

Return To Hogwarts

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Summary: Eheh… due to overwhelming response on the last one (Thank you, thank you, thank you!) I've decided to post… part two. New and improved, with Sirius, Remus, Hermione and Ron thrown in for good measure.

Cassandra Claire: Does that mean Draco is still alive? Tell me it means he's alive- I'll just go crazy if he's dead… uh, I just had a weird mental image of Draco as a leather-wearing angel(yes, Starling, that is a hint!). And, I am not really sorry to say, we don't get rid of those pants in this episode. Also, horribly sorry, but I'm an incorrigible Ron/Hermione person…

Which reminds me… Starling is the one I was referring to as the talented and obsessed teenager. That is, I'm assuming that's right; correct me if I'm wrong.

And so without further ado…

A Visit To Gryffindor Tower II: Return to Hogwarts

With a lightning strike that was far too convenient to actually be coincidental, our heroes reappeared in Gryffindor tower. The laptop was still sitting on the table by the plot-hole, and Draco was still wearing the leather pants, which were unzipped. He noticed, and fixed the problem. "Would someone care to explain that?" he was about to ask into the darkness, when he heard a strange noise.

He whispered to Harry, "Potter, what's that noise?"

Harry's face turned whiter than normal. "Oh, no," he said. "They're here."

Draco blinked. "Who?"

Harry flicked on the light, eliciting colorful curses from the Tower's other occupants. "Them."

Draco covered his eyes and turned away from the scene before him. "Oh, Salazar. I'm going to have nightmares until I'm eighty!"

Hermione sat up, straightening her robes as she went. Eyeing Draco (and his pants) suspiciously, she asked, "Did I… miss something, Harry?"

Harry waggled his eyebrows, grinning at her, and at Ron, who was on the floor. "Did I?" He got a pillow in the face, but it was worth it.

Ron got off of the floor, still red-faced and, seeing Malfoy, burst into laughter.

"Laugh it up, Weasel," Draco said. "You're the one with lipstick on his face, not me."

Ron scowled.

Hermione interrupted the brewing fight, "Does this have a point?" she asked. "And why are you wearing twenty pounds of tight, sexy leather, Malfoy?"

Draco shrugged helplessly. "Long story. And the point is-"

There was another crack of lightning and, just for effect, the lights went out again. Harry swore, Hermione screamed and jumped into Ron's arms, and Draco fought the urge to laugh out loud. "You know what this means, don't you?" he asked.

Draco nodded, and the plot-hole began to glow. "Prepare for visitors, everyone." Struggling out of his leather jacket (yes, he had a shirt on underneath and no, it wasn't one of those sexy white tank-top things), he found refuge behind an overstuffed chair.

There was a glowing blue light- almost like plasma- for a few seconds, and then there were more voices. "This seems oddly familiar…" the first one said.

So does his voice, Harry thought, concentrating. Then, "Sirius?" He stepped out from the shadows-

And stopped short. It was Sirius, all right, but he was roughly sixteen years old again, clad in (you guessed it) leather, and accompanied by a rather handsome young man who looked like he had seen his fair share of tragedy.

Sirius' eyes widened. "James? Why are your eyes green? And what's that on your head?"

Draco almost laughed out loud until Sirius' companion spotted him. "Malfoy?" the boy who had become Professor Lupin exclaimed. "What are you doing in Gryffindor Tower?" He reached for his wand.

"Professor Lupin?" Hermione returned, eyes wide.

Ginny, unfortunately, chose this moment to come traipsing down the stairs from her dorm. "Is everything okay down here? I thought I heard someone scream-ing…" She trailed off as she caught sight of two things which caused her already large eyes to grow further. The first was Hermione in Ron's arms, and made her want to laugh until she cried; the second was Sirius and Draco in leather, which also made her want to cry, but in a very different way. "Who are you?" she asked, meaning Sirius, then turned to Draco, "And when did you get so sexy?"

Harry and Draco both put their hands over their eyes. "It's a very long story, actually."

"How did we get here?" Remus finally found his voice. "I have the feeling something is-" he caught sight of Ginny for the first time. "Lily?! Did you get pulled here, too?"

"Who?" Ginny asked, confused. (Harry turned very, very red.) "Get pulled here? No, I was just sleeping upstairs. Anyway, who are you?"

"Sirius Black," and, "Remus Lupin," they answered at the same time. Sirius continued, "Anyway, you wouldn't know how we got here… would you?"

Harry looked at Draco before explaining. "Well, see, we kind of… might have… annoyed this muse… her name was Janine, or something like-"

"Janine?" Sirius repeated, eyes the size of Gobstones. He looked at Remus.

"The astronomer," they said together, groaning and collapsing on the couch.

"I should have known this was coming…"

"Who?" Ginny asked again, in harmony with Hermione this time.

"Long story," Remus answered.

"Why am I dressed in leather?" Sirius asked finally. "I mean, when I go out biking, I can understand, but apparently we're at Hogwarts… and here I thought it was summer break…"

"Long story," Draco and Harry chorused.

Everyone else just looked confused. "Look, you'd better sit down," Harry said. "Hermione, do you know how to work a laptop?"

She nodded, "Of course I do!"

Draco managed to look scared and relieved all at the same time. "Good." He gestured to the computer on the table. "You want to log on to fanfiction.net, then click the 'Harry Potter' link."

"Fanfiction.net?" Hermione asked, eyebrows raised, but did as she was told. "Okay, we're-"

There was another flash of blue plasma-like light, and they were all gone.

They reappeared, of course- skillfully drawn and two-dimensional, and all looking like they should be in a Gap commercial advertisement. Hermione looked down at herself. Well, I can't actually say this is a bad thing, she thought to herself, grinning sheepishly. (Until she noticed Draco staring at Ginny, jaw dangling somewhere around his knees; that really just put her off.) "Where are we?" Ron asked, looking around. There were six small road-signs leading in different directions and there was a trapdoor and lever below them which read 'back to fanfiction.net home'.

"Hell, to be precise," Harry muttered, picking up one of the huge directories beneath the Romance sign. "Take a look for yourself."

Ron's eyes widened; he nearly dropped the book before passing it off to Hermione. Hermione, in turn, passed it to Ginny, who snorted aloud. "Malfoy Lovers Anonymous?" But the incredulous look faded when she remembered how good he looked in leather, and she wasn't surprised at the numbers listed in that column.

From there, the directory visited Sirius and Remus, who didn't look as confused as they had been before their exclamation of, 'the astronomer'. "Why do I have a bad feeling about this?" Remus asked, then slapped a hand across his mouth. "Why can't I stop saying that?!"

"Come on," Draco said, taking charge. "There's one more site we have to visit."

So they climbed up the column of letters, doing their best not to read them, and ended up in a box. Draco took out his wand. "Egroups.com," he said.

Nothing happened.

Harry grinned maliciously and pulled out his quill, writing the words Draco had just said. All of Janine's member groups popped up, and his eyes widened. "Uh oh. Do you remember which one it was, Malfoy?"

"How could I forget that sword?" (Or kissing Fleur like that. Ew.) "Paradigm of Uncertainty," he said.

After mere moments, everyone was speechless except Remus, Harry, and Draco- Remus because he'd almost never been portrayed and was quite thankful the astronomer hadn't an artistic flare, and the others because they had seen it before.

"Herm," Ron said, "you're a sexy goddess."

Harry snorted. "Ron, look at your sister-"

Ginny turned a bright red and muttered something about Draco, then, mortified, buried her head in her hands. "Can we go home now?" she asked.

"We could," Harry said.

"There's just one problem." Everyone looked at Draco (especially Ginny and Herm). "We don't know how."

The End…?

J ta ta now,

l. a.