Harry Potter and The Secret of Sabriel
An original fanfiction by Karura
Chapter 5-Mysteries and Secrets...Sabriel's Forbidden Wish
Disclaimer-All characters in this story are copyrights of J.K. Rowling. Except for Sabriel, who is a copyright of Karura Koremanu, 2000.
Sabriel wiped the tears from her eyes as she hurried through the forest. After the incident with Clearwater, she could barely concentrate in Advanced Charms. Since it was a Friday, Sabriel had the afternoon off. This was good, as she knew exactly who to talk to. Apollo whimpered as he tried to keep up with his mistress. Sabriel stopped and looked back at her electric blue-eyed wolf cub. "Oh, I'm sorry. You're still sick, I forgot." Sabriel said apologetically. Sabriel picked up the small, auburn wolf and continued, "Don't worry, little one....Uncle will know what to do..." She continued to walk until she reached the familiar hut that had stood in the forest for years. Sabriel knocked on the door with a black, fingerless-gloved hand. Sabriel smiled as she heard the familiar barks of her uncle's pet, and her uncle yelling, "Down, Fang, get DOWN!" With this Hagrid opened the door, and a wide smile grew on his face.
"Sabriel! My fav'rite niece! Ha ha!" Hagrid laughed happily as he swept Sabriel
into one of his famous hugs. Sabriel chuckled lightly and replied, "Uncle, I am your ONLY niece!" Hagrid smiled and set her down onto the floor. "Yeah, well," Hagrid said,"Yeh'd be meh fav'rite anyway. So, what brings yeh ter these parts? Angella send yeh on anutha errand?" Sabriel replied, "I'm going to school here, silly! But Angella DID send me here..." Hagrid nodded. "Aye," he said, "I got the owl a coupla days ago." Then Hagrid looked down and saw the wolf cub in Sabriel's arms. "Blimey!" he cried, I didn' know yeh had a wolf cub!" Hagrid gently picked up Apollo and scratched it behind the ears. Apollo growled happily, fitting well into Hagrid's large palms. "Yes, well," Sabriel began, "He's been sick lately, so I was wondering if you could take a look at him." "Sure, hun," Hagrid replied, but then he took a closer look at his niece's face. "That's not the on'y reason yer 'ere, is it?" Hagrid inquired. There was a pause. "No." Sabriel replied softly.
Hagrid pulled a chair out from the table and motioned for his niece to sit down. "What's on yer mind, hun?" he asked gingerly, patting his niece on the shoulder. Sabriel then explained the incident with Clearwater, and the bad vibes she received from her, but said nothing of the claws, as they were gone now, and she also kept quiet about the potion, because her uncle already knew...Hagrid listened, thoughtful, as Sabriel finished. "Well, uncle, what should I do?" Sabriel asked, "Angella would have an absolute fit if she heard about this..." "Well, Sab," Hagrid replied, "Let it slide for now. It seems ter me that this Clearwater has something more up 'er sleeve than ter tell Dumbledore. I wouldn' worry 'bout it. Now, lemme pour yeh a cup o' tea b'fore yeh get goin..." Sabriel thanked Hagrid, and there was a silence. Finally, Sabriel said, "Uncle?" "Yes, Sabriel?"
"I think she knows about the curse..."
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Ron gently picked at his food with a fork. He had so much on his mind lately...and it wasn't just with his classes. Harry immediately noticed his best friend's mood and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" Ron looked up at his best friend, knowing he could explain to him whatever was wrong. "Well," Ron began, "I know this sounds silly, but the Yule Ball is coming up, and--" "Whoa," Harry interrupted, "I thought the Yule Ball was for the Triwizard Tournament only." Ron grinned. "Didn't you hear? McGonagall announced in Tranfiguration that Dumbledore enjoyed it so much, he decided to hold it again." he explained. "I must not have been paying attention." Harry muttered, "However, I did interrupt, so please continue."
Ron got a nervous look again. "Well-er-I really wanna ask this one girl..." Ron softly said. Harry smiled. "Well? Who is she?" he prodded. Just then, Sabriel sat down at the table, and Ron motioned his head towards her. "You're kidding!" Harry hissed, hsi eyes growing wide. He couldn't beleive that Ron would be interested in someone like Sabriel. Ron blushed furiously. "Stuff it!" he snapped, "She's intriguing, all right? I like her...she's strong, smart and...beautiful." Ron took a sidelong glance at Sabriel, who at the moment was laughing at a joke Fred and George Weasley told her. Harry nodded. "You have a point there," he agreed, "Even I admit she's quite a girl. I'd ask her if I were you." "But," Ron replied nervously, "What if she says no?" "If you don't ask her, someone else will..." Harry teased.
Ron grumbled, "I know, I know! Just give me time..." Harry grinned
mischievously. "Dare you to ask her now." he whispered. "Fine...I will..." Ron replied,
uncertain. After he walked away, Harry whispered to Hermione, "Two Galleons says he
chickens out..." "You're on!" Hermione cried. Ron slowly walked towards Sabriel,
nervous out of his mind. *C'mon Weasley,* he thought to himself, *You can do this...*
Just then, as if fate were in his favor, Fred and George left their seats, leaving a spot next to Sabriel open. Ron was finally standing next to her. "Um....Sabriel?" he asked. Sabriel looked up, saw Ron and smiled. "Hey," she replied, "What's on your mind?"
Ron sat down and said, "Well...uh..I was wondering if you could help me with my Charms paper...You're in the Advanced class, you would know it best. So will you help me?" Sabriel replied instantly, "Sure! I'd be glad to help. I'll meet you in the common room around 8:00, OK?" "All right then," Ron replied, "Thanks. I'll be there." Sabriel flashed her bright smile again, then returned to her food.
Ron speed-walked back to his seat, blushing like mad. Harry asked, "Well?" Ron
relayed the scenario to his two friends. Harry mused, "Well, it's a start....guess we both lose, Hermione." Hermione laughed, while Ron looked at them, confused. "Don't ask,
Ron." Hermione said gently. "Harry, be sure you stay out of our room tonight, OK?" Ron
requested, "The last thing I need is you prodding me to ask her out." He scratched his
red-haired head. "I'm nervous as it is..." he finished.
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Later that night, around 7:00, Sabriel was gathering books in the library that she thought would help with Ron's paper. "Let's see..." she whispered, "This one might work." She placed it on a table, with three other books. As she went back into aisle she bumped into a figure. "Hey!" she whispered fiercely, "Watch it!" "Don't tell me," a familiar voice drawled, "Helping the Weasley boy?" Sabriel narrowed her eyes, focusing on the figure she bumped into. "Malfoy!" she whispered, furious, "Why are you here?" "Just doing some research..." Malfoy replied innocently. "Bull!" Sabriel hissed, "Leave me alone!" She tried to walk away, but Malfoy rested his hands on the bookshelf, trapping her between his arms. "Tell me your secret," he whispered, "And I will." Sabriel glared at him, but indirectly. "I will never say." she replied with dignity, then remarked, "You're persistent, you know that?" Malfoy opened his mouth to reply, but then someone walked swiftly by, pushing Malfoy towards Sabriel.
Malfoy then locked eyes with Sabriel for the first time. Sabriel and Malfoy both blushed, as their faces were no more than a millimeter apart now. For a split second, Sabriel felt a force within her, almost like her heart was beating three times faster than normal. There was a pause of silence, the only sound being their breathing. Neither said a word, but Malfoy felt the hairs on his neck stand on end as Sabriel walked away, her arm brushing against his as she passed. Sabriel took one last, swift glance at him as she picked up her books, and exited the library. Malfoy felt his knees go weak, and he slumped down into a chair. The sensation he has just felt...it was unlike anything he had felt before. No one in his entire life had that effect on him. Ever. However, in some unnatural way...it caused Draco to have an infatuation with Sabriel O'Conner.
Sabriel rushed out of the library as fast as possible, praying no one saw the event that had just occurred. When she finally reached the tower, she was panting, partially because of the weight of the books, partially because she was running. The Fat Lady asked, "Have you been running, dear?" "Don't ask...Jelly roll, jelly roll..." Sabriel managed to pant out in reply. The door swung open, and Sabriel set the books on the floor before collapsing on a couch in the common room. She averted her eyes to the ceiling, looking at nothing in particular, but trying to think. *What the heck just happened?* Sabriel thought, *I looked into Draco's eyes and for the first time in my life...I couldn't speak.* Sabriel closed her eyes, remembering the moment Draco was pushed into her. She could have moved then, struggled free...but it was like she wanted to stand there, staring into his gray eyes. Sabriel's eyes snapped open as the door opened, revealing Ron standing there.
"Oh," Sabriel said, standing, "I didn't hear you come in." "Sorry," Ron apologized, "Are you feeling all right?" "Yes," Sabriel replied, I'm just fine. Well, uh, I found some great books that should prove some assistance to us. We better get started, it's getting late." Sabriel swept up the books into her arms, and walked towards Ron's room. Ron took a deep breath, sighed, and followed. *All right,* he thought, *I will ask her. I will...* Sabriel then sat down on the ground, brushing a strand of dark brown hair out of her face. Ron gulped, his throat suddenly growing dry as Sabriel's eyes met his. "Um, hello? Earth to Ron?" Sabriel joked, concerned. *I'll ask her...tomorrow.* Ron decided to himself, as he sat down, listening to Sabriel.
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The next morning, Dumbledore announced that the next trip to Hogsmeade would
be that afternoon, and reminded the students that only third years and above were allowed to visit. Sabriel raised her eyebrows. "Hogsmeade?" she wondered, "What's that?" Ron explained it to her, and Sabriel nodded, her eyes lighting up with each detail. "Wow! That sounds so awesome!" she exclaimed clasping her hands together, "I can't wait!" Meanwhile, Draco was staring at Sabriel from his spot at the Slytherin table. He just couldn't seem to take his eyes off of her. "Malfoy? Malfoy!" someone cried. Draco jumped, and turned to face his friend Crabbe, who was looking at him strangely. "Hey, you OK?" Crabbe asked. Draco replied, "Uhh...yeah, I'm fine." Goyle smiled. "Ah, you were just thinkin' about how you're gonna beat Potter in the next Quidditch match, aren't you?" Goyle said, grinning. Draco forced a smile, and said, "Yeah, that's right. Exactly..." He took a last look at Sabriel as she rose from the Gryffindor table. They had to talk when they went to Hogsmeade.
When Sabriel arrived at Hogsmeade, she managed to lose Ron, Harry, and
Hermione in the Shrieking Shack, and wandered around, looking for Draco. Suddenly, a
hand grabbed her wrist, pulling her into an alley. She was about to scream when she saw it was Draco. "Sabriel," he whispered, "We need to talk." Sabriel shrugged her cape off her shoulder. "You're telling me," she replied, "What on earth happened back there, Draco?" The young man shook his blond-haired head. "I don't know," he admitted, "Yet I did figure out something. I know this sounds insane, but...I realized that I care about you." Sabriel narrowed her eyes, more out of confusion than anger this time. "Seriously?" she asked. Draco nodded, his eyes remaining downcast. Sabriel leaned in closer, a playful smirk emerging on her face. "You know what?" she asked softly. "What?" Draco asked, lifting his eyes, only to meet Sabriel's own turquoise once more. Sabriel brushed her lips against his lightly. "I care for you, too." she whispered in his ear, pleased to see the surprised yet relieved look on Draco's face. He smiled, and Sabriel was incredibly amazed to see that it was genuine.
Suddenly, they heard voices calling. "Sabriel! Sabriel, where are you?" The pair immediately recognized them to belong to Ron, Harry, and Hermione. "Oh no!' Sabriel gasped, " I better go..." Draco nodded. "I understand," he softly replied. They gripped each other's hands tightly in goodbye, then parted ways. Once Sabriel was out of the alley, she sighed deeply. It was a strange mixture of happiness and disappointment, she noted. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a hand clapping on her shoulder. Sabriel froze, slowly turning to see the figure that dared to touch her.
It was Snape, one of the meanest teachers at Hogwarts. Sabriel stiffened, trying to act like she hadn't been doing anything wrong. "Well, well, well..." Snape sneered, "What have we here?" Sabriel smiled. "Funny, I was about to ask the same question." she said sweetly, "And with all due respect, sir, it's not very gentleman-like of you to sneak up on a lady like that." Snape laughed. "I get the feeling you're no lady." he said nastily. "Well, you're no gentleman." Sabriel smoothly replied. Snape narrowed his eyes. "What were you doing back in that alley, miss?" he demanded. "Tying my shoelace. Can I go now?" Sabriel asked, "I am kind of in a hurry."
Snape said, "I am sure it can wait." Sabriel rolled her eyes. "I have to use the toiletries, OK?" she snapped, "Nature's calling, and there's no answering machine, sir." Snape snarled, "Watch yourself in my class, miss." Sabriel smiled. "Don't worry," she sneered, "I'm not even in it." Snape scowled at Sabriel as she turned the corner.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione came out of hiding then, amazed at how cool she was
around Snape. "Fat git," Sabriel snarled, "He's lucky I'm not in his class, that..." Ron laughed. "The look on his face was priceless!" he cried, shaking his head. Harry got a concerned look and asked, "On a more serious note, why did you ditch us back there?" Sabriel grew an ashamed look on her face then. "I'm sorry," she said, "But there was just so much to see here...I couldn't help it." Hermione backed Sabriel up. "That's understandable," she said, "Sabriel, have you been to the Three Broomsticks yet? They serve the best butterbeer..." As the trio rambled on and on, Sabriel fingered the brooch that held her cape. She clutched it and wished. She wished that somehow, someway, that she and Draco could be together, without fear...
Someday...
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Author's note: Yes, yes, go ahead, gag. I've been "mean" in my fics lately, so this is a "fluff" chapter. I know it's mushy, but ABOUT TIME! Been meaning to do this since the
beginning anyhow...In any case, love it, hate it, or just plain don't care, review it. I need input...or this is the last chapter of Sabriel. -_- It just hadn't been receiving the response I hoped for, and what's the use of wasting fanfiction.net's storage space if no one reads it? Basicaly, that's where my writing of SOS stands.
In any case, if this IS the last chapter, I have a Pokemon fic I want to post, a Star Wars fic in development, and an original story called "Mirror, Mirror" I REALLY wanna get up, cuz it's gonna be good. In any case, whether this is the last chapter or not, I enjoy writing it, and I hope you enjoy reading it. Hugs Happiness, Candy Canes, and good night. (11:30 PM....O_o)
An original fanfiction by Karura
Chapter 5-Mysteries and Secrets...Sabriel's Forbidden Wish
Disclaimer-All characters in this story are copyrights of J.K. Rowling. Except for Sabriel, who is a copyright of Karura Koremanu, 2000.
Sabriel wiped the tears from her eyes as she hurried through the forest. After the incident with Clearwater, she could barely concentrate in Advanced Charms. Since it was a Friday, Sabriel had the afternoon off. This was good, as she knew exactly who to talk to. Apollo whimpered as he tried to keep up with his mistress. Sabriel stopped and looked back at her electric blue-eyed wolf cub. "Oh, I'm sorry. You're still sick, I forgot." Sabriel said apologetically. Sabriel picked up the small, auburn wolf and continued, "Don't worry, little one....Uncle will know what to do..." She continued to walk until she reached the familiar hut that had stood in the forest for years. Sabriel knocked on the door with a black, fingerless-gloved hand. Sabriel smiled as she heard the familiar barks of her uncle's pet, and her uncle yelling, "Down, Fang, get DOWN!" With this Hagrid opened the door, and a wide smile grew on his face.
"Sabriel! My fav'rite niece! Ha ha!" Hagrid laughed happily as he swept Sabriel
into one of his famous hugs. Sabriel chuckled lightly and replied, "Uncle, I am your ONLY niece!" Hagrid smiled and set her down onto the floor. "Yeah, well," Hagrid said,"Yeh'd be meh fav'rite anyway. So, what brings yeh ter these parts? Angella send yeh on anutha errand?" Sabriel replied, "I'm going to school here, silly! But Angella DID send me here..." Hagrid nodded. "Aye," he said, "I got the owl a coupla days ago." Then Hagrid looked down and saw the wolf cub in Sabriel's arms. "Blimey!" he cried, I didn' know yeh had a wolf cub!" Hagrid gently picked up Apollo and scratched it behind the ears. Apollo growled happily, fitting well into Hagrid's large palms. "Yes, well," Sabriel began, "He's been sick lately, so I was wondering if you could take a look at him." "Sure, hun," Hagrid replied, but then he took a closer look at his niece's face. "That's not the on'y reason yer 'ere, is it?" Hagrid inquired. There was a pause. "No." Sabriel replied softly.
Hagrid pulled a chair out from the table and motioned for his niece to sit down. "What's on yer mind, hun?" he asked gingerly, patting his niece on the shoulder. Sabriel then explained the incident with Clearwater, and the bad vibes she received from her, but said nothing of the claws, as they were gone now, and she also kept quiet about the potion, because her uncle already knew...Hagrid listened, thoughtful, as Sabriel finished. "Well, uncle, what should I do?" Sabriel asked, "Angella would have an absolute fit if she heard about this..." "Well, Sab," Hagrid replied, "Let it slide for now. It seems ter me that this Clearwater has something more up 'er sleeve than ter tell Dumbledore. I wouldn' worry 'bout it. Now, lemme pour yeh a cup o' tea b'fore yeh get goin..." Sabriel thanked Hagrid, and there was a silence. Finally, Sabriel said, "Uncle?" "Yes, Sabriel?"
"I think she knows about the curse..."
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Ron gently picked at his food with a fork. He had so much on his mind lately...and it wasn't just with his classes. Harry immediately noticed his best friend's mood and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" Ron looked up at his best friend, knowing he could explain to him whatever was wrong. "Well," Ron began, "I know this sounds silly, but the Yule Ball is coming up, and--" "Whoa," Harry interrupted, "I thought the Yule Ball was for the Triwizard Tournament only." Ron grinned. "Didn't you hear? McGonagall announced in Tranfiguration that Dumbledore enjoyed it so much, he decided to hold it again." he explained. "I must not have been paying attention." Harry muttered, "However, I did interrupt, so please continue."
Ron got a nervous look again. "Well-er-I really wanna ask this one girl..." Ron softly said. Harry smiled. "Well? Who is she?" he prodded. Just then, Sabriel sat down at the table, and Ron motioned his head towards her. "You're kidding!" Harry hissed, hsi eyes growing wide. He couldn't beleive that Ron would be interested in someone like Sabriel. Ron blushed furiously. "Stuff it!" he snapped, "She's intriguing, all right? I like her...she's strong, smart and...beautiful." Ron took a sidelong glance at Sabriel, who at the moment was laughing at a joke Fred and George Weasley told her. Harry nodded. "You have a point there," he agreed, "Even I admit she's quite a girl. I'd ask her if I were you." "But," Ron replied nervously, "What if she says no?" "If you don't ask her, someone else will..." Harry teased.
Ron grumbled, "I know, I know! Just give me time..." Harry grinned
mischievously. "Dare you to ask her now." he whispered. "Fine...I will..." Ron replied,
uncertain. After he walked away, Harry whispered to Hermione, "Two Galleons says he
chickens out..." "You're on!" Hermione cried. Ron slowly walked towards Sabriel,
nervous out of his mind. *C'mon Weasley,* he thought to himself, *You can do this...*
Just then, as if fate were in his favor, Fred and George left their seats, leaving a spot next to Sabriel open. Ron was finally standing next to her. "Um....Sabriel?" he asked. Sabriel looked up, saw Ron and smiled. "Hey," she replied, "What's on your mind?"
Ron sat down and said, "Well...uh..I was wondering if you could help me with my Charms paper...You're in the Advanced class, you would know it best. So will you help me?" Sabriel replied instantly, "Sure! I'd be glad to help. I'll meet you in the common room around 8:00, OK?" "All right then," Ron replied, "Thanks. I'll be there." Sabriel flashed her bright smile again, then returned to her food.
Ron speed-walked back to his seat, blushing like mad. Harry asked, "Well?" Ron
relayed the scenario to his two friends. Harry mused, "Well, it's a start....guess we both lose, Hermione." Hermione laughed, while Ron looked at them, confused. "Don't ask,
Ron." Hermione said gently. "Harry, be sure you stay out of our room tonight, OK?" Ron
requested, "The last thing I need is you prodding me to ask her out." He scratched his
red-haired head. "I'm nervous as it is..." he finished.
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Later that night, around 7:00, Sabriel was gathering books in the library that she thought would help with Ron's paper. "Let's see..." she whispered, "This one might work." She placed it on a table, with three other books. As she went back into aisle she bumped into a figure. "Hey!" she whispered fiercely, "Watch it!" "Don't tell me," a familiar voice drawled, "Helping the Weasley boy?" Sabriel narrowed her eyes, focusing on the figure she bumped into. "Malfoy!" she whispered, furious, "Why are you here?" "Just doing some research..." Malfoy replied innocently. "Bull!" Sabriel hissed, "Leave me alone!" She tried to walk away, but Malfoy rested his hands on the bookshelf, trapping her between his arms. "Tell me your secret," he whispered, "And I will." Sabriel glared at him, but indirectly. "I will never say." she replied with dignity, then remarked, "You're persistent, you know that?" Malfoy opened his mouth to reply, but then someone walked swiftly by, pushing Malfoy towards Sabriel.
Malfoy then locked eyes with Sabriel for the first time. Sabriel and Malfoy both blushed, as their faces were no more than a millimeter apart now. For a split second, Sabriel felt a force within her, almost like her heart was beating three times faster than normal. There was a pause of silence, the only sound being their breathing. Neither said a word, but Malfoy felt the hairs on his neck stand on end as Sabriel walked away, her arm brushing against his as she passed. Sabriel took one last, swift glance at him as she picked up her books, and exited the library. Malfoy felt his knees go weak, and he slumped down into a chair. The sensation he has just felt...it was unlike anything he had felt before. No one in his entire life had that effect on him. Ever. However, in some unnatural way...it caused Draco to have an infatuation with Sabriel O'Conner.
Sabriel rushed out of the library as fast as possible, praying no one saw the event that had just occurred. When she finally reached the tower, she was panting, partially because of the weight of the books, partially because she was running. The Fat Lady asked, "Have you been running, dear?" "Don't ask...Jelly roll, jelly roll..." Sabriel managed to pant out in reply. The door swung open, and Sabriel set the books on the floor before collapsing on a couch in the common room. She averted her eyes to the ceiling, looking at nothing in particular, but trying to think. *What the heck just happened?* Sabriel thought, *I looked into Draco's eyes and for the first time in my life...I couldn't speak.* Sabriel closed her eyes, remembering the moment Draco was pushed into her. She could have moved then, struggled free...but it was like she wanted to stand there, staring into his gray eyes. Sabriel's eyes snapped open as the door opened, revealing Ron standing there.
"Oh," Sabriel said, standing, "I didn't hear you come in." "Sorry," Ron apologized, "Are you feeling all right?" "Yes," Sabriel replied, I'm just fine. Well, uh, I found some great books that should prove some assistance to us. We better get started, it's getting late." Sabriel swept up the books into her arms, and walked towards Ron's room. Ron took a deep breath, sighed, and followed. *All right,* he thought, *I will ask her. I will...* Sabriel then sat down on the ground, brushing a strand of dark brown hair out of her face. Ron gulped, his throat suddenly growing dry as Sabriel's eyes met his. "Um, hello? Earth to Ron?" Sabriel joked, concerned. *I'll ask her...tomorrow.* Ron decided to himself, as he sat down, listening to Sabriel.
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The next morning, Dumbledore announced that the next trip to Hogsmeade would
be that afternoon, and reminded the students that only third years and above were allowed to visit. Sabriel raised her eyebrows. "Hogsmeade?" she wondered, "What's that?" Ron explained it to her, and Sabriel nodded, her eyes lighting up with each detail. "Wow! That sounds so awesome!" she exclaimed clasping her hands together, "I can't wait!" Meanwhile, Draco was staring at Sabriel from his spot at the Slytherin table. He just couldn't seem to take his eyes off of her. "Malfoy? Malfoy!" someone cried. Draco jumped, and turned to face his friend Crabbe, who was looking at him strangely. "Hey, you OK?" Crabbe asked. Draco replied, "Uhh...yeah, I'm fine." Goyle smiled. "Ah, you were just thinkin' about how you're gonna beat Potter in the next Quidditch match, aren't you?" Goyle said, grinning. Draco forced a smile, and said, "Yeah, that's right. Exactly..." He took a last look at Sabriel as she rose from the Gryffindor table. They had to talk when they went to Hogsmeade.
When Sabriel arrived at Hogsmeade, she managed to lose Ron, Harry, and
Hermione in the Shrieking Shack, and wandered around, looking for Draco. Suddenly, a
hand grabbed her wrist, pulling her into an alley. She was about to scream when she saw it was Draco. "Sabriel," he whispered, "We need to talk." Sabriel shrugged her cape off her shoulder. "You're telling me," she replied, "What on earth happened back there, Draco?" The young man shook his blond-haired head. "I don't know," he admitted, "Yet I did figure out something. I know this sounds insane, but...I realized that I care about you." Sabriel narrowed her eyes, more out of confusion than anger this time. "Seriously?" she asked. Draco nodded, his eyes remaining downcast. Sabriel leaned in closer, a playful smirk emerging on her face. "You know what?" she asked softly. "What?" Draco asked, lifting his eyes, only to meet Sabriel's own turquoise once more. Sabriel brushed her lips against his lightly. "I care for you, too." she whispered in his ear, pleased to see the surprised yet relieved look on Draco's face. He smiled, and Sabriel was incredibly amazed to see that it was genuine.
Suddenly, they heard voices calling. "Sabriel! Sabriel, where are you?" The pair immediately recognized them to belong to Ron, Harry, and Hermione. "Oh no!' Sabriel gasped, " I better go..." Draco nodded. "I understand," he softly replied. They gripped each other's hands tightly in goodbye, then parted ways. Once Sabriel was out of the alley, she sighed deeply. It was a strange mixture of happiness and disappointment, she noted. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a hand clapping on her shoulder. Sabriel froze, slowly turning to see the figure that dared to touch her.
It was Snape, one of the meanest teachers at Hogwarts. Sabriel stiffened, trying to act like she hadn't been doing anything wrong. "Well, well, well..." Snape sneered, "What have we here?" Sabriel smiled. "Funny, I was about to ask the same question." she said sweetly, "And with all due respect, sir, it's not very gentleman-like of you to sneak up on a lady like that." Snape laughed. "I get the feeling you're no lady." he said nastily. "Well, you're no gentleman." Sabriel smoothly replied. Snape narrowed his eyes. "What were you doing back in that alley, miss?" he demanded. "Tying my shoelace. Can I go now?" Sabriel asked, "I am kind of in a hurry."
Snape said, "I am sure it can wait." Sabriel rolled her eyes. "I have to use the toiletries, OK?" she snapped, "Nature's calling, and there's no answering machine, sir." Snape snarled, "Watch yourself in my class, miss." Sabriel smiled. "Don't worry," she sneered, "I'm not even in it." Snape scowled at Sabriel as she turned the corner.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione came out of hiding then, amazed at how cool she was
around Snape. "Fat git," Sabriel snarled, "He's lucky I'm not in his class, that..." Ron laughed. "The look on his face was priceless!" he cried, shaking his head. Harry got a concerned look and asked, "On a more serious note, why did you ditch us back there?" Sabriel grew an ashamed look on her face then. "I'm sorry," she said, "But there was just so much to see here...I couldn't help it." Hermione backed Sabriel up. "That's understandable," she said, "Sabriel, have you been to the Three Broomsticks yet? They serve the best butterbeer..." As the trio rambled on and on, Sabriel fingered the brooch that held her cape. She clutched it and wished. She wished that somehow, someway, that she and Draco could be together, without fear...
Someday...
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Author's note: Yes, yes, go ahead, gag. I've been "mean" in my fics lately, so this is a "fluff" chapter. I know it's mushy, but ABOUT TIME! Been meaning to do this since the
beginning anyhow...In any case, love it, hate it, or just plain don't care, review it. I need input...or this is the last chapter of Sabriel. -_- It just hadn't been receiving the response I hoped for, and what's the use of wasting fanfiction.net's storage space if no one reads it? Basicaly, that's where my writing of SOS stands.
In any case, if this IS the last chapter, I have a Pokemon fic I want to post, a Star Wars fic in development, and an original story called "Mirror, Mirror" I REALLY wanna get up, cuz it's gonna be good. In any case, whether this is the last chapter or not, I enjoy writing it, and I hope you enjoy reading it. Hugs Happiness, Candy Canes, and good night. (11:30 PM....O_o)