Draco's hands fumbled between trying
to undo her cloak and trying to hold her as close as possible. Hermione had already pushed his off him. Finally, she pushed his hands away and undid
it herself, revealing the tank top and skirt she wore underneath. She pulled him close again, still kissing him. If only this moment could last forever, she
thought longingly. One of her legs
wrapped around his, as if trying to prevent him from getting away, even though
she knew he wouldn't try. Draco winced
suddenly and sat up.
"What is
it?" Hermione asked with concern. She watched Draco roll up his sleeve and stare at his arm, She looked, and saw the faint outline of a
skull. "Is that where he..."
"Yeah. But it hasn't hurt since he died. You don't think..."
"Of course
not. Besides, even if he is calling
you," she said quietly, touching his arm softly, "he's going to have
to wait until I'm done with you."
"He might not be
happy about that." he smiled. God I
love those eyes of his, she thought. They used to seem so cruel to her, but now they were warm and inviting. And that smile...
"He'll have to
wait his turn." she smiled back. "You know, I don't think that shirt
looks good on you."
"Really? I thought you liked it."
"I do. I just prefer it when it isn't on you."
she said, beginning to undo the buttons. She pushed it off him and onto the floor, pulling him back onto her. She had never felt a passion like this for
anyone. All she wanted was to be his
forever. She fought hard not to giggle
as Draco's hand slid up her leg and under her skirt.
Suddenly, the door opened
loudly. They were so shocked that they
both fell off the couch and onto the floor. Lucky for them, the couch faced away from the door. "Is anyone in here?" A voice
called. Snape. Just who Hermione didn't want to see. Draco pulled his cloak on quickly.
"Just me
Professor." Draco said, standing up. "I kinda fell asleep in here."
"Well, I suggest
you get back to the Common Room. There
has been another disappearance. Everyone
is to report to their Heads of House." If Snape suspected Draco wasn't
alone, he didn't show it.
"Another
disappearance?" Hermione whispered worriedly after Snape had left.
"Oh please don't let it be Harry."
"It isn't, don't
worry." he whispered back. "Let's go in case Snape comes back. Can I have my shirt back?"
"You'll have to
take it from
**************
"Ah, there you
are Ms. Granger." McGonnagall said as Hermione walked through the portrait
hole. She began to speak in a soft,
troubled voice. "Now, as I'm sure you've heard, there has been another disappearance. Colin Creevey this time. If anyone knows anything, please, come forward. Who knows what will happen if this keeps
up." she added worriedly, more to herself than her students.
"Harry, what
happened?" Hermione asked, noticing him on the couch.
"Colin just
disappeared. I was talking to him, and
glanced up, and he was gone." He replied, rolling the heart-shaped ruby
around in his hand. He decided it was best not to tell her she had her cloak on
inside out. "Rrrgh! My stupid scar
is aching."
"Your scar? Oh, Harry, you don't think..."
"No its
impossible." he replied reassuringly.
"Harry, I'm
starting to get really scared. Draco's
Dark Mark hurt him earlier. All the
disappearences have been Gryffindors. And now your scar."
"Mr. Potter, did
I hear you correctly? About your
scar?" McGonnagall asked, appearing before them.
"Er, yes
Professor, but its nothing, really."
"What is that you
have?" she asked.
"Oh, it's a
ruby. I found it in my vault at
Gringotts. I think it belonged to my
parents."
Something about the ruby and his comment
about his scar bothered McGonnagall. She
couldn't put her finger on it. Of
course, Ms. Granger's comment about the Dark Mark didn't help ease her nerves.
"Mr. Potter,
could you and Ms. Granger come with me to see Professor Dumbledore? And bring that ruby if you would."
Unfortunately, Dumbledore was not in
his office. Lupin, however, was.
"Oh good Remus,
you're here." McGonnagall said. "I'd like you to take a look at this ruby of Potter's. I'm sure its nothing, but something about it
is bothering me."
"Oh, there you
are Minerva. I was hoping that's where
you were." A voice from the fireplace said. It was Dumbledore. "Could
you bring Mr. Potter down here? The Aurors
have arrived to help us in our search, and Sirius is among them. I thought Harry might like to see him
again."
"Do I ever!"
Harry cried, running out of the room before McGonnagall even turned around.
"Hey Harry, how
ya been?" Sirius greeted him.
"Fine, except for
the disappearances."
"Yeah, I heard about
Ron."
"Speaking of which,
why don't we go to my office? I believe
Remus is already waiting for us."
"Yeah, I left him
there with Hermione." He saw Draco passing by and invited him along,
knowing he was looking for Hermione anyway. "Ouch!" he cried as pain shot through his scar, but no one
noticed.
"Uh, they don't
seem to be here anymore, do they?" Sirius said as they walked in.
"Not another
disappearance." Minerva said frustrated.
"Oh no. Please, not Hermione." Draco whispered.
"Two, it would
seem." Dumbledore replied. "Well, as we no longer have our Defense
Against the Dark Arts teacher here, could I ask you to go and fetch Professor
Snape. Perhaps he can be of some
assistance."
