Harry Potter and The Secret of Sabriel
An original fanfiction by Karura
Chapter 6-Sabriel's Surprise!
Disclaimer-All characters in this story are copyrights of J.K. Rowling. Except for Sabriel, who is a copyright of Karura Koremanu 2000. (Scroll down at end of story for notes.)
The snow finally started to fall. Sabriel gazed out her window, towards the Slytherin house. Thank goodness her roomate was asleep...Sabriel gently picked up her wand, whispered some words, and made some bright colored sparks come out the end of it. Then she waited, and a few seconds later, she saw return sparks from a room in the tower across the way. Sabriel smiled, then laid back onto the bed. It had been a few weeks since she and Draco admitted their feelings to each other at Hogsmeade. Although the pair could never be seen together, they always managed to slip small gifts or notes to each other in the hallway. The most anyone suspected of their sudden change of behavior (i.e. serious to deleriously happy) was the fact that they had gotten good grades on tests or something.
Sabriel's happy thoughts were suddenly disturbed. She gently lifted up one of her hands. Holding it above her face, she wondered, *What am I? I am not human...yet I am not a thing, either. Mother, father...why did you have to die so soon? Why couldn't you have stayed around just a LITTLE longer...helped me deal with this?* Sabriel laid her hand back down on the bed and sighed. Life just gets good, then The Man upstairs decides to kick you in the ass with some really bad thing. Sabriel hated it, not telling anyone. Especially Draco, a person she could finally trust.
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Sabriel walked out to breakfast that morning in a very good mood. She was pleasantly surprised to see Draco flash one of his charming smiles at her when she walked in. Sabriel quickly smiled back, then turned towards the Gryffindor table. If anybody suspected anything of a releationship between them, they both were screwed. The reason was obvious; A Gryffindor and a Slytherin falling for one another? It wasn't right, nor was it natural. At least, that's what everyone else thought. In Sabriel's mind, it WAS right, it WAS natural, and it was all she could do to keep fom telling her friends and family the truth. However, Sabriel wasn't stupid. She knew that if a single whisper of their relationship got out into the open, all hell would break loose. Literally.
Ron noticed Sabriel was troubled the second she sat down at the table. He immediately asked, "What's wrong?" "Nothing," Sabriel insisted, "I'm just tired. I didn't get much sleep last night." Hermione looked at her friend, concerned. "If that's your problem," she commented, "I just learned a new sleeping potion that works wonders.." Sabriel smiled. "No thanks, Hermione," she politely declined," It's just a case of insomnia; I'll get over it." While the three were talking, Harry was looking around the room when he noticed Malfoy looking in their direction.
*Oh, damn!* Draco thought. he quickly turned his gaze into a sneer as he turned back to the table. Goyle and Crabbe were looking at him strangely. "Erm..threatening Potter..." Draco muttered. His friends grunted in reply, then turned back to their food. Draco wished he could just take Sabriel and fly away, far away, where the both of them culd just...be together, not worrying about social status, or what was right or wrong. Draco suddenly smiled to himself; the Yule Ball was this coming Saturday. For the first time, he couldn't wait.
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Ron sat at his desk, scratching his head. He dipped his quill in the ink, then proceeded to write again. In mid-word, he crumpled up the parchment, irate and frustrated. "I can't get the words to come out right!!" he cried, throwing the parchment in the wastebasket. "Love letters?" said a voice from behind,"How cute!" Ron whirled around to see Hermione standing there. "Oh, hey," he said softly. Hermione walked up to him. "It's not going very well, I take it?" she asked, concerned. Ron shook his head. "No..." he repiled miserably, "I was never a poet. And anyways, who do I think I'm kidding? She'd never even THINK about going to the Yule Ball with me!" Ron slammed his red-haired head on the table. Hermione patted Ron on the back. "Don't worry, I'm sure SOMEONE will go the ball with you."
Meanwhile, Sabriel went to her uncle's cabin to see Apollo. *I hope he's all right...* she thought, worried. She knocked on the cabin door, and Hagrid immediately opened it. "I knew it was you," he said, hugging his neice, "Come fer Apollo, eh?" Sabriel nodded. "Yes!" she cried, "I miss him terribly..." Just then, a young wolf the size of a normal puppy bounded out from behind Hagrid. Knocking Sabriel to the floor, he proceeded to lick her face in welcome. Sabriel laughed, then said, "My God! How did he grow so much?" Hagrid smiled. "Well," he replied, "He ate something that closed off his growth veins. Once I removed them, he shot up like a weed!" Sabriel stood, Apollo wagging his tail at her side. In gratitude, she hugged her uncle and said, "Thank you! You have no idea what this means to me!" Just then, they heard the door open.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked in. Ron had to face the wall so Sabriel wouldn't see him blush. Sabriel smiled at the trio. "Hey you guys!" she cried, "Guess what? Apollo got better! Look!" Hermione gasped. "Oh my...how on earth...?" she muttered. "Long story," Sabriel replied, "I wouldn't want to bore you with the details." Ron suddenly blurted, "You're not boring when you talk!" Sabriel got a surprised look, then smiled. "Thank you, Ron," she said, "That's nice to hear." Ron managed to smile, even though his cheeks were still lightly pink, and his knees were going weak. Sabriel looked at her watch then. "Aii! Sorry, everyone, but I hafta go! See ya!" She ran out the door, Apollo running by her side.
After her departure, Ron sat down at the teak table and slammed his head down on it repeatedly. "Hell...dammit...hell..." he chanted each time he hit the table. Hermione patted him on the back. "It's OK..." she said soothingly. Hagrid looked throughly confused. "What's his problem?"he asked, jabbing a thumb in Ron's direction. Harry said, "Well...Ron likes Sabriel. A LOT." Ron looked up at him for a moment. "Shove it, Harry." he snapped. Then he placed his head back on the table, moaning. Hagrid looked surprised. "Ron? Well, tha's good. He's a fine boy. I'm sure that my neice will like him, once she gets to know him..." All three friends looked up at Hagrid. "NEICE?" they cried. "Ooops..." Hagrid mumbled, "Wasn't suppos' ter say nuthin..." Hemione looked at him curiously. "How is she your neice, Hagrid?" she asked. Hagrid replied softly, "I wish I could tell yeh, but I can't. Sab will tell yeh when she's ready...on her own terms."
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Later that night, Sabriel and Draco snuck off into the forest. Sabriel managed to get the Invisibilty Cloak out of Harry easily, and used it to get Draco out of his room. It made her feel guilty, but it was the only way she and he could see each other without making themselves revealed. When they managed to reach the forest, they found a grassy clearing, and the pair laid down to stargaze. While Draco pointed to the constellations, Sabriel remained silent, twirling a strand of her long, wavy, dark brown hair around her finger. Draco looked at her, concerned. "Penny for you thoughts?" Sabriel sighed, turning onto her side to face him. "Well," she began, "I was just thinking..." She looked downward then, pulling grass out of the ground. Draco turned onto his side as well, waiting for her to continue. "I know this sounds stupid, but be honest..." she went on, "Erm...do you think I'd look good with short hair?"
Draco looked at her straight in the eyes. "Sabriel," he replied, "You would look good BALD." Sabriel laughed, then said, "Very funny." Draco smirked. "OK, OK... Seriously though, you would look good with shoulder length hair...but I like it long." As he spoke, he toyed with a section of her hair that had fallen over her shoulder. "And why is that?" Sabriel asked. "So I can do this..." Draco whispered back. He gently moved his hand behind Sabriel's neck, pulling her face towards his. Their foreheads touched, and the pair smiled. Then Darco closed his eyes, his lips finally touching Sabriel's. Sabriel closed her eyes as well, putting her arms around Draco's neck. Draco cupped Sabriel's face with one hand, using the other one to run his fingers through her long, thick hair. Then they broke off the kiss and smiled at one another.
Then, as the first signs of sunlight shone upon the pair, they hurriedly stood up, brushed off their clothes, and ran towards the school. Sabriel and Draco were huddled under the Invisibility Cloak as they approached the SLytherin house. Draco gave Sabriel one last kiss and said, "Bye Sabriel...I love-" He was cut off by Sabriel, who had placed one of her long, slender fingers on top of his mouth. "I know..." she whispered, "I always knew." Draco jumped through the painting, and Sabriel smiled, hurriedly walking back to Gryffindor tower. She saw the Fat Lady, and a look of releif came over her face. "*I'm gonna make it...* she convinced herself. She was only a few steps away when suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder.
It was Professor Dumbledore. *Oh, damn,* Sabriel thought, *This can't be good...* "My my, aren't we up early this morning." Dumbledore commented. Sabriel gave a weak grin. " I felt like taking a walk." Sabriel replied,"I like being in the morning air." "But surely you aren't the only one awake..." Dumbledore continued. Sabriel was sweatting bullets right now. "Well, you know me." she laughed nervously, "Always the early bird..." Dumbledore looked at her curiously. "If you are the only one up and about, why the Invisibility Cloak?" he asked. *Dammit!* Sabriel cursed to herself. She had to think fast. "I don't like to be bothered." she said. Dumbledore almost smiled, but then said, "Go return the cloak to Harry, then come to my office." Sabriel grinned, then turned back towards the tower and groaned. She was in deep crap now.
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Sabriel stood in front of Dumbledore's office nervously. * I wonder if he knows I'm out here...* she thought, considering making a run for it. Suddenly a voice made her jump. "I don't bite," said Dumbledore's voice from within, "Please come in." Sabriel took a deep breath, then walked into the room. Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, munching on what appeared to be Bernie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. He offered the bag to Sabriel, who politely declined, siting on the other side of there desk. "In case you were wondering," Dumbledore began, spitting out a hot sauce flavored bean, "you weren't called here for walking around before dawn. In fact, I too appreciate a good walk, to clear my thoughts." He then got silent as he ate a butterbear bean. Sabriel looked at Dumbledore, confused. "Then why was I called here, sir?" Sabriel asked curiously. Dumble smiled, that old twinkle back in his gray eyes. "Why don't you walk outside and see?" was his reply.
With this, Sabriel walked outside, wondering what could possibly be in store for her. She opened the doors to the outside to find a girl with long, blonde hair constricted to a ponytail on top of her head. The girl smiled. "Sabriel!" she cried, running towards her. Sabriel looked surprised, then grinned happily. "Maria!" she called back. The pair hugged one another, laughing. Then Sabriel pulled away, looking at her long time friend. "Wow," Sabriel muttered, "You look so grown up!" Maria laughed. "Well, It's been years since we saw one another..." she replied.
As the pair continued to talk, Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore watched them from the window. "Albus," McGonagall asked, " Are sure it's...OK to have a Muggle on the grounds?" Dumbledore chuckled. "Now Minerva, Maria said that she knew all about Hogwarts, and the wizarding world," Dumbledore reassured her, "Her father was a wizard, after all."
Outside, Sabirle continued talking to her friend. "There's just one thing I don't understand...How on earth did you get here, Maria?" Maria smiled, and let out a loud whistle. Suddenly, out of the sky, came a pure black hippogriff, his silky wings shining in the bright sunlight. Sabriel's face brightened even more as she walked towards it. "Maria..." she breathed, "You brought Eclipse! Thank you!" Maria shrugged. "No bigee. It is yours, after all." she commented, "Why do you call it Ecipse, anyway?" It was Sabriel's turn to surpise Maria as she parted some black feathers on Eclipse's wing to reveal a shining substance. Maria's eyes widened. "What's that?" he asked, her voice filled with curiosity. "It's his skin," Sabriel explained, "For some reason, his pigments contain pure gold. The black fetahers cover it up, but many an evil person has come for Eclipse's hide." As Sabriel spoke, she gently stroked the large hippogriff's back.
As Sabriel led Maria and Eclipse inside the building, Professer Clearwater watched them from thw window, a purely evil smirk playing upon her lips. "Enjoy the last days while you can, Sabriel," she whispered, "Because come midnight on New Year's, your world will fall apart...and you will die for betraying Lord Voldemort." Then she laughed, and walked away from the window, her pitch balck robes flowing behind her.
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Author's notes: Sorry about that, but I had to let the ending sink in. I think the story's building up well, don't you? Heh...never thought I would get so into this thing...I look at the first chapter of SOS, then I look at this and it's like, "Damn! I sure improved a hellovalot!" But that's me, anyway.
So so! I decided to let YOU have some say in the story. Who do you think Sabriel should wind up with: Draco or Ron? Please e-mail me with a response! Or put it in your reveiw...I don't care. ^^ Sankyuu!
An original fanfiction by Karura
Chapter 6-Sabriel's Surprise!
Disclaimer-All characters in this story are copyrights of J.K. Rowling. Except for Sabriel, who is a copyright of Karura Koremanu 2000. (Scroll down at end of story for notes.)
The snow finally started to fall. Sabriel gazed out her window, towards the Slytherin house. Thank goodness her roomate was asleep...Sabriel gently picked up her wand, whispered some words, and made some bright colored sparks come out the end of it. Then she waited, and a few seconds later, she saw return sparks from a room in the tower across the way. Sabriel smiled, then laid back onto the bed. It had been a few weeks since she and Draco admitted their feelings to each other at Hogsmeade. Although the pair could never be seen together, they always managed to slip small gifts or notes to each other in the hallway. The most anyone suspected of their sudden change of behavior (i.e. serious to deleriously happy) was the fact that they had gotten good grades on tests or something.
Sabriel's happy thoughts were suddenly disturbed. She gently lifted up one of her hands. Holding it above her face, she wondered, *What am I? I am not human...yet I am not a thing, either. Mother, father...why did you have to die so soon? Why couldn't you have stayed around just a LITTLE longer...helped me deal with this?* Sabriel laid her hand back down on the bed and sighed. Life just gets good, then The Man upstairs decides to kick you in the ass with some really bad thing. Sabriel hated it, not telling anyone. Especially Draco, a person she could finally trust.
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Sabriel walked out to breakfast that morning in a very good mood. She was pleasantly surprised to see Draco flash one of his charming smiles at her when she walked in. Sabriel quickly smiled back, then turned towards the Gryffindor table. If anybody suspected anything of a releationship between them, they both were screwed. The reason was obvious; A Gryffindor and a Slytherin falling for one another? It wasn't right, nor was it natural. At least, that's what everyone else thought. In Sabriel's mind, it WAS right, it WAS natural, and it was all she could do to keep fom telling her friends and family the truth. However, Sabriel wasn't stupid. She knew that if a single whisper of their relationship got out into the open, all hell would break loose. Literally.
Ron noticed Sabriel was troubled the second she sat down at the table. He immediately asked, "What's wrong?" "Nothing," Sabriel insisted, "I'm just tired. I didn't get much sleep last night." Hermione looked at her friend, concerned. "If that's your problem," she commented, "I just learned a new sleeping potion that works wonders.." Sabriel smiled. "No thanks, Hermione," she politely declined," It's just a case of insomnia; I'll get over it." While the three were talking, Harry was looking around the room when he noticed Malfoy looking in their direction.
*Oh, damn!* Draco thought. he quickly turned his gaze into a sneer as he turned back to the table. Goyle and Crabbe were looking at him strangely. "Erm..threatening Potter..." Draco muttered. His friends grunted in reply, then turned back to their food. Draco wished he could just take Sabriel and fly away, far away, where the both of them culd just...be together, not worrying about social status, or what was right or wrong. Draco suddenly smiled to himself; the Yule Ball was this coming Saturday. For the first time, he couldn't wait.
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Ron sat at his desk, scratching his head. He dipped his quill in the ink, then proceeded to write again. In mid-word, he crumpled up the parchment, irate and frustrated. "I can't get the words to come out right!!" he cried, throwing the parchment in the wastebasket. "Love letters?" said a voice from behind,"How cute!" Ron whirled around to see Hermione standing there. "Oh, hey," he said softly. Hermione walked up to him. "It's not going very well, I take it?" she asked, concerned. Ron shook his head. "No..." he repiled miserably, "I was never a poet. And anyways, who do I think I'm kidding? She'd never even THINK about going to the Yule Ball with me!" Ron slammed his red-haired head on the table. Hermione patted Ron on the back. "Don't worry, I'm sure SOMEONE will go the ball with you."
Meanwhile, Sabriel went to her uncle's cabin to see Apollo. *I hope he's all right...* she thought, worried. She knocked on the cabin door, and Hagrid immediately opened it. "I knew it was you," he said, hugging his neice, "Come fer Apollo, eh?" Sabriel nodded. "Yes!" she cried, "I miss him terribly..." Just then, a young wolf the size of a normal puppy bounded out from behind Hagrid. Knocking Sabriel to the floor, he proceeded to lick her face in welcome. Sabriel laughed, then said, "My God! How did he grow so much?" Hagrid smiled. "Well," he replied, "He ate something that closed off his growth veins. Once I removed them, he shot up like a weed!" Sabriel stood, Apollo wagging his tail at her side. In gratitude, she hugged her uncle and said, "Thank you! You have no idea what this means to me!" Just then, they heard the door open.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked in. Ron had to face the wall so Sabriel wouldn't see him blush. Sabriel smiled at the trio. "Hey you guys!" she cried, "Guess what? Apollo got better! Look!" Hermione gasped. "Oh my...how on earth...?" she muttered. "Long story," Sabriel replied, "I wouldn't want to bore you with the details." Ron suddenly blurted, "You're not boring when you talk!" Sabriel got a surprised look, then smiled. "Thank you, Ron," she said, "That's nice to hear." Ron managed to smile, even though his cheeks were still lightly pink, and his knees were going weak. Sabriel looked at her watch then. "Aii! Sorry, everyone, but I hafta go! See ya!" She ran out the door, Apollo running by her side.
After her departure, Ron sat down at the teak table and slammed his head down on it repeatedly. "Hell...dammit...hell..." he chanted each time he hit the table. Hermione patted him on the back. "It's OK..." she said soothingly. Hagrid looked throughly confused. "What's his problem?"he asked, jabbing a thumb in Ron's direction. Harry said, "Well...Ron likes Sabriel. A LOT." Ron looked up at him for a moment. "Shove it, Harry." he snapped. Then he placed his head back on the table, moaning. Hagrid looked surprised. "Ron? Well, tha's good. He's a fine boy. I'm sure that my neice will like him, once she gets to know him..." All three friends looked up at Hagrid. "NEICE?" they cried. "Ooops..." Hagrid mumbled, "Wasn't suppos' ter say nuthin..." Hemione looked at him curiously. "How is she your neice, Hagrid?" she asked. Hagrid replied softly, "I wish I could tell yeh, but I can't. Sab will tell yeh when she's ready...on her own terms."
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Later that night, Sabriel and Draco snuck off into the forest. Sabriel managed to get the Invisibilty Cloak out of Harry easily, and used it to get Draco out of his room. It made her feel guilty, but it was the only way she and he could see each other without making themselves revealed. When they managed to reach the forest, they found a grassy clearing, and the pair laid down to stargaze. While Draco pointed to the constellations, Sabriel remained silent, twirling a strand of her long, wavy, dark brown hair around her finger. Draco looked at her, concerned. "Penny for you thoughts?" Sabriel sighed, turning onto her side to face him. "Well," she began, "I was just thinking..." She looked downward then, pulling grass out of the ground. Draco turned onto his side as well, waiting for her to continue. "I know this sounds stupid, but be honest..." she went on, "Erm...do you think I'd look good with short hair?"
Draco looked at her straight in the eyes. "Sabriel," he replied, "You would look good BALD." Sabriel laughed, then said, "Very funny." Draco smirked. "OK, OK... Seriously though, you would look good with shoulder length hair...but I like it long." As he spoke, he toyed with a section of her hair that had fallen over her shoulder. "And why is that?" Sabriel asked. "So I can do this..." Draco whispered back. He gently moved his hand behind Sabriel's neck, pulling her face towards his. Their foreheads touched, and the pair smiled. Then Darco closed his eyes, his lips finally touching Sabriel's. Sabriel closed her eyes as well, putting her arms around Draco's neck. Draco cupped Sabriel's face with one hand, using the other one to run his fingers through her long, thick hair. Then they broke off the kiss and smiled at one another.
Then, as the first signs of sunlight shone upon the pair, they hurriedly stood up, brushed off their clothes, and ran towards the school. Sabriel and Draco were huddled under the Invisibility Cloak as they approached the SLytherin house. Draco gave Sabriel one last kiss and said, "Bye Sabriel...I love-" He was cut off by Sabriel, who had placed one of her long, slender fingers on top of his mouth. "I know..." she whispered, "I always knew." Draco jumped through the painting, and Sabriel smiled, hurriedly walking back to Gryffindor tower. She saw the Fat Lady, and a look of releif came over her face. "*I'm gonna make it...* she convinced herself. She was only a few steps away when suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder.
It was Professor Dumbledore. *Oh, damn,* Sabriel thought, *This can't be good...* "My my, aren't we up early this morning." Dumbledore commented. Sabriel gave a weak grin. " I felt like taking a walk." Sabriel replied,"I like being in the morning air." "But surely you aren't the only one awake..." Dumbledore continued. Sabriel was sweatting bullets right now. "Well, you know me." she laughed nervously, "Always the early bird..." Dumbledore looked at her curiously. "If you are the only one up and about, why the Invisibility Cloak?" he asked. *Dammit!* Sabriel cursed to herself. She had to think fast. "I don't like to be bothered." she said. Dumbledore almost smiled, but then said, "Go return the cloak to Harry, then come to my office." Sabriel grinned, then turned back towards the tower and groaned. She was in deep crap now.
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Sabriel stood in front of Dumbledore's office nervously. * I wonder if he knows I'm out here...* she thought, considering making a run for it. Suddenly a voice made her jump. "I don't bite," said Dumbledore's voice from within, "Please come in." Sabriel took a deep breath, then walked into the room. Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, munching on what appeared to be Bernie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. He offered the bag to Sabriel, who politely declined, siting on the other side of there desk. "In case you were wondering," Dumbledore began, spitting out a hot sauce flavored bean, "you weren't called here for walking around before dawn. In fact, I too appreciate a good walk, to clear my thoughts." He then got silent as he ate a butterbear bean. Sabriel looked at Dumbledore, confused. "Then why was I called here, sir?" Sabriel asked curiously. Dumble smiled, that old twinkle back in his gray eyes. "Why don't you walk outside and see?" was his reply.
With this, Sabriel walked outside, wondering what could possibly be in store for her. She opened the doors to the outside to find a girl with long, blonde hair constricted to a ponytail on top of her head. The girl smiled. "Sabriel!" she cried, running towards her. Sabriel looked surprised, then grinned happily. "Maria!" she called back. The pair hugged one another, laughing. Then Sabriel pulled away, looking at her long time friend. "Wow," Sabriel muttered, "You look so grown up!" Maria laughed. "Well, It's been years since we saw one another..." she replied.
As the pair continued to talk, Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore watched them from the window. "Albus," McGonagall asked, " Are sure it's...OK to have a Muggle on the grounds?" Dumbledore chuckled. "Now Minerva, Maria said that she knew all about Hogwarts, and the wizarding world," Dumbledore reassured her, "Her father was a wizard, after all."
Outside, Sabirle continued talking to her friend. "There's just one thing I don't understand...How on earth did you get here, Maria?" Maria smiled, and let out a loud whistle. Suddenly, out of the sky, came a pure black hippogriff, his silky wings shining in the bright sunlight. Sabriel's face brightened even more as she walked towards it. "Maria..." she breathed, "You brought Eclipse! Thank you!" Maria shrugged. "No bigee. It is yours, after all." she commented, "Why do you call it Ecipse, anyway?" It was Sabriel's turn to surpise Maria as she parted some black feathers on Eclipse's wing to reveal a shining substance. Maria's eyes widened. "What's that?" he asked, her voice filled with curiosity. "It's his skin," Sabriel explained, "For some reason, his pigments contain pure gold. The black fetahers cover it up, but many an evil person has come for Eclipse's hide." As Sabriel spoke, she gently stroked the large hippogriff's back.
As Sabriel led Maria and Eclipse inside the building, Professer Clearwater watched them from thw window, a purely evil smirk playing upon her lips. "Enjoy the last days while you can, Sabriel," she whispered, "Because come midnight on New Year's, your world will fall apart...and you will die for betraying Lord Voldemort." Then she laughed, and walked away from the window, her pitch balck robes flowing behind her.
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Author's notes: Sorry about that, but I had to let the ending sink in. I think the story's building up well, don't you? Heh...never thought I would get so into this thing...I look at the first chapter of SOS, then I look at this and it's like, "Damn! I sure improved a hellovalot!" But that's me, anyway.
So so! I decided to let YOU have some say in the story. Who do you think Sabriel should wind up with: Draco or Ron? Please e-mail me with a response! Or put it in your reveiw...I don't care. ^^ Sankyuu!