Now the action begins:
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Day 3
The day came and went without any special incidents. The atmoshere in the whole school was lower than low. The teachers were irritated and the aggressive mood was nearly touchable. Friends started to fight and a curfew was set on eight o'clock in the evening. Hermione nearly lived in the library and Ron sometimes joined her, but not too often, even they were fighting more often than usual. The lack of sunlight seemed to absorb every sense of good temper.
Harry visited Hagrid before the curfew. Dumbledore had given him a room to stay in, but it was not big enough for him and fang. the dog kept on barking and Harry left soon. He wandered around the castle and decided to fly again this night.
In the common room two third years were beating up each other, but Harry didn't even look at them. He went straight to his dorm. He closed the curtains and lay dow on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He re-played the night before on his mental screen.
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Today in Care of Magica Creaters they had used the Great Hall as class room. Hagrid had shown them pictures of animals that lived in the forbidden forest and he had explained them all the messures that had been done to save them from the mist. Fortunately the mist was not in the forest, so they had only to collect the animals that lived at the boundary. The others had fled deep into the woods. Hagrid had a quite impressive scar at his arm, a wild squirrell (big as a pony) had obviously not wanted to be rescued.
Harry had found himself staring at the ceiling of the Hall. He imagined all the loops he could be flying right now. Tonight he would be here again. Hagrids voice grew louder as he described the squirrells fight and Harry let his eyes wander around. Finally they settled on a blonde Slytherin boy. Draco was staring at the ceiling himself, Harry could almost read his mind. He smiled to himself and followed Dracos stare. There was a small window high above the entrance. Maybe it was possible to have look over the mist fom up there, Harry thought. Well, he would try this tonight.
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Harry opened his eyes and noticed he had fallen asleep. He could hear soft snoring from the other beds and checked the time. It was half past eleven. He quietly got up and left the dorm with his broom in his hand.
He carefully opened the door to the Great Hall and slipped inside. The invisibility cloak was thrown on a table and the next second Harry was about fifteen meteres above the floor. He turned his broom to rush across the Hall and nearly collided with another broom.
"HEY! Watch it!"
Harry manoevered himselft straight up into the air and almost fell from his broom. A black clothed figure shot out of the nowhere and they missed each othe by only a few centimeters. Harry felt an ice cold shiver all over his back and his heart beat against his chest as if it wanted to escape his body.
The othe flyer turned around and Harry saw Draco Malfoys face, eyes sparkling with anger and shock. Harry couldn't resist the feeling of relief and shot Draco a shy smile.
"Sorry, I haven't seen you."
Draco controlled his expression and allowed a small smirk to reach his lips. He felt the urge of laughing, he didn't know why. Why was he suddenly so happy to see Harry? Maybe because he had discovered a common passion they both shared. But why would he want that?
The blonde boy reached into his pocket and took out a tiny golden ball. Harry eyes lit up as he recognized the snitch.
"How did you get THAT?"
Draco smiled a mysterious smile. "That's my secret, but I bet, I'll catch it before you do!"
With that he threw the snitch far away and immediately chased after it. Harry did not hesitate a second and followed Draco, or rather the snitch.
They curved through the Great Hall, both never taking their eyes from the golden ball. Draco caught it first, with a loud "HERE I GO!" he held up his fist, clenching the snitch. Harry had to grin. He knew he had let Draco catch it on purpouse. If the other boy could not win on the Quiddich field, he should have a little triumph here, where nobody was there to witness.
They continued to play for about an hour, until Harry caught the snitch again (they were now even at 3:3) and found himself flying in front of the small window he had seen earlier. He slipped the snitch into his pocket and aproached the window. It showed the same white mass as all the othe windows did.
"What are you looking at?"
Draco was now besides him.
"I thought maybe the mist would be not that high, but it seems to be all over the castle."
Draco flew near to the window and knocked on the glass softly.
"Don't!" Harry screamed. "You'll break it."
Draco smirked. "You're afraid?"
"I don't want to get lost in time, no thank you." Harry said dryly.
Draco put his hand on the window's bar. "Mind if I let in some fresh air?"
"Don't be stupid." But Harry could hear his own nervousness vibrate in his voice.
"Calm down, Harry. I won't open it. It is closed by charm anyway." Draco still had his hand on the bar.
Harry grinned. "Since when do you call me Harry, Draco?"
Draco redned slightly. "Oh shut up. Give me back the snitch." He commanded and held out his other hand.
Harry took out the snitch and threw it in Dracos direction. "Catch it, if you can."
From then things went fast. Draco grabbed after the snitch, but missed it. The golden ball flew down and Draco lost his balance. He held on tight to the bar and tried to turn down on his broom. He caught the snitch - almost. He felt his broom race away, but he couldn't keep his legs around it. The broom rushed away and Draco dangled in the air, the bar the only thing that prevented him from falling.
"Ohmygod" Harry tried to get ahold of Draco and to shove him on his firebolt.
While falling from his broom, Draco had turned the bar and now they both noticed in horror that the window had evidently not been closed by charm.
Harry let out a sharp gasp and Draco screamed "Get me away from that thing!"
The window opened wider due to Dracos struggling to get nearer to Harry. Finally Harry caught Draco and dragged him on his broom. The firebolt was not concieved to carry the weight of two and it was now thick to manoevre.
"Harry!" Draco screamed as he relised they were drifting towards the open window. "Shut it and get us down!"
Harry tried to reach the window frame, but he didn't dare to pass the hole. White fluffs of mist started to float in their direction. Harry was covered in sweat and he could feel Draco shiver on his back. Dracos grip around his waist tightned and Harry was getting out of breath.
"Oh my god." He stumbled as a small cloud emerged through the hole. "The mist is getting inside. We have to close the damn window!"
Harry tried to grab the window, but his hand touched the small cloud. It felt cold and moisty and trembling he withdrew his arm.
"Do it! NOW!" Draco yelled at the top of his lungs.
Harry took a deep breath and in the very moment he closed his fingers around the frame a big white cloud shoved itself through the hole. Harry felt the broom pull forwards between his legs and he desperatly tried to fly backwards.
"What are you doing? Don't fly out, getbackgetback!"
Harry could barely hear Dracos voice.
"It's not me." He shouted back. "It's the mist."
Harry and Draco were now covered in white smoke, they could not see anything. Harry didn't know how long he could hold on to the frame. The broom was now halfway out of the window. It felt as if his arm would be ripped of his body. Draco kept screaming into his ears and nearly squashed him.
Suddenly the mist turned into a tornado-like whirlwind. Harry felt his fingers let go of the solid wood frame and the last thing he heard was the mixture of Dracos screams, the winds howling and the loud BANG that shut the window, before they were practically sucked out into the mist.
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I know It's cruel to leave you here, I promise to continue as soon as possible.
Rewievs are welcome!!!!
have a nice day
karin
p.s. sorry, still no Lucius/James in here. But I'm not finished with the story yet!!
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Day 3
The day came and went without any special incidents. The atmoshere in the whole school was lower than low. The teachers were irritated and the aggressive mood was nearly touchable. Friends started to fight and a curfew was set on eight o'clock in the evening. Hermione nearly lived in the library and Ron sometimes joined her, but not too often, even they were fighting more often than usual. The lack of sunlight seemed to absorb every sense of good temper.
Harry visited Hagrid before the curfew. Dumbledore had given him a room to stay in, but it was not big enough for him and fang. the dog kept on barking and Harry left soon. He wandered around the castle and decided to fly again this night.
In the common room two third years were beating up each other, but Harry didn't even look at them. He went straight to his dorm. He closed the curtains and lay dow on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He re-played the night before on his mental screen.
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Today in Care of Magica Creaters they had used the Great Hall as class room. Hagrid had shown them pictures of animals that lived in the forbidden forest and he had explained them all the messures that had been done to save them from the mist. Fortunately the mist was not in the forest, so they had only to collect the animals that lived at the boundary. The others had fled deep into the woods. Hagrid had a quite impressive scar at his arm, a wild squirrell (big as a pony) had obviously not wanted to be rescued.
Harry had found himself staring at the ceiling of the Hall. He imagined all the loops he could be flying right now. Tonight he would be here again. Hagrids voice grew louder as he described the squirrells fight and Harry let his eyes wander around. Finally they settled on a blonde Slytherin boy. Draco was staring at the ceiling himself, Harry could almost read his mind. He smiled to himself and followed Dracos stare. There was a small window high above the entrance. Maybe it was possible to have look over the mist fom up there, Harry thought. Well, he would try this tonight.
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Harry opened his eyes and noticed he had fallen asleep. He could hear soft snoring from the other beds and checked the time. It was half past eleven. He quietly got up and left the dorm with his broom in his hand.
He carefully opened the door to the Great Hall and slipped inside. The invisibility cloak was thrown on a table and the next second Harry was about fifteen meteres above the floor. He turned his broom to rush across the Hall and nearly collided with another broom.
"HEY! Watch it!"
Harry manoevered himselft straight up into the air and almost fell from his broom. A black clothed figure shot out of the nowhere and they missed each othe by only a few centimeters. Harry felt an ice cold shiver all over his back and his heart beat against his chest as if it wanted to escape his body.
The othe flyer turned around and Harry saw Draco Malfoys face, eyes sparkling with anger and shock. Harry couldn't resist the feeling of relief and shot Draco a shy smile.
"Sorry, I haven't seen you."
Draco controlled his expression and allowed a small smirk to reach his lips. He felt the urge of laughing, he didn't know why. Why was he suddenly so happy to see Harry? Maybe because he had discovered a common passion they both shared. But why would he want that?
The blonde boy reached into his pocket and took out a tiny golden ball. Harry eyes lit up as he recognized the snitch.
"How did you get THAT?"
Draco smiled a mysterious smile. "That's my secret, but I bet, I'll catch it before you do!"
With that he threw the snitch far away and immediately chased after it. Harry did not hesitate a second and followed Draco, or rather the snitch.
They curved through the Great Hall, both never taking their eyes from the golden ball. Draco caught it first, with a loud "HERE I GO!" he held up his fist, clenching the snitch. Harry had to grin. He knew he had let Draco catch it on purpouse. If the other boy could not win on the Quiddich field, he should have a little triumph here, where nobody was there to witness.
They continued to play for about an hour, until Harry caught the snitch again (they were now even at 3:3) and found himself flying in front of the small window he had seen earlier. He slipped the snitch into his pocket and aproached the window. It showed the same white mass as all the othe windows did.
"What are you looking at?"
Draco was now besides him.
"I thought maybe the mist would be not that high, but it seems to be all over the castle."
Draco flew near to the window and knocked on the glass softly.
"Don't!" Harry screamed. "You'll break it."
Draco smirked. "You're afraid?"
"I don't want to get lost in time, no thank you." Harry said dryly.
Draco put his hand on the window's bar. "Mind if I let in some fresh air?"
"Don't be stupid." But Harry could hear his own nervousness vibrate in his voice.
"Calm down, Harry. I won't open it. It is closed by charm anyway." Draco still had his hand on the bar.
Harry grinned. "Since when do you call me Harry, Draco?"
Draco redned slightly. "Oh shut up. Give me back the snitch." He commanded and held out his other hand.
Harry took out the snitch and threw it in Dracos direction. "Catch it, if you can."
From then things went fast. Draco grabbed after the snitch, but missed it. The golden ball flew down and Draco lost his balance. He held on tight to the bar and tried to turn down on his broom. He caught the snitch - almost. He felt his broom race away, but he couldn't keep his legs around it. The broom rushed away and Draco dangled in the air, the bar the only thing that prevented him from falling.
"Ohmygod" Harry tried to get ahold of Draco and to shove him on his firebolt.
While falling from his broom, Draco had turned the bar and now they both noticed in horror that the window had evidently not been closed by charm.
Harry let out a sharp gasp and Draco screamed "Get me away from that thing!"
The window opened wider due to Dracos struggling to get nearer to Harry. Finally Harry caught Draco and dragged him on his broom. The firebolt was not concieved to carry the weight of two and it was now thick to manoevre.
"Harry!" Draco screamed as he relised they were drifting towards the open window. "Shut it and get us down!"
Harry tried to reach the window frame, but he didn't dare to pass the hole. White fluffs of mist started to float in their direction. Harry was covered in sweat and he could feel Draco shiver on his back. Dracos grip around his waist tightned and Harry was getting out of breath.
"Oh my god." He stumbled as a small cloud emerged through the hole. "The mist is getting inside. We have to close the damn window!"
Harry tried to grab the window, but his hand touched the small cloud. It felt cold and moisty and trembling he withdrew his arm.
"Do it! NOW!" Draco yelled at the top of his lungs.
Harry took a deep breath and in the very moment he closed his fingers around the frame a big white cloud shoved itself through the hole. Harry felt the broom pull forwards between his legs and he desperatly tried to fly backwards.
"What are you doing? Don't fly out, getbackgetback!"
Harry could barely hear Dracos voice.
"It's not me." He shouted back. "It's the mist."
Harry and Draco were now covered in white smoke, they could not see anything. Harry didn't know how long he could hold on to the frame. The broom was now halfway out of the window. It felt as if his arm would be ripped of his body. Draco kept screaming into his ears and nearly squashed him.
Suddenly the mist turned into a tornado-like whirlwind. Harry felt his fingers let go of the solid wood frame and the last thing he heard was the mixture of Dracos screams, the winds howling and the loud BANG that shut the window, before they were practically sucked out into the mist.
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I know It's cruel to leave you here, I promise to continue as soon as possible.
Rewievs are welcome!!!!
have a nice day
karin
p.s. sorry, still no Lucius/James in here. But I'm not finished with the story yet!!
