A/N: I am off school this morning to prepare for a singing exam. I've been practicing and now I think I
deserve a break. Here it is. I hope you like it!
Note to Maruca Peach Quinne – The whole point of my story is meaningless fluff and
kissing. If you don't like it, don't
read it. Seventh Sphere (another story)
has plot, but this is meaningless. Thanks
anyway.
Moonlight Shining
By
Amanda H
The time until the holidays soared by
and before anyone knew it, it was the break. Very few of the older students went home. Hermione and Amy decided they were going to finish all their
homework on the first two days and spend the rest of the time relaxing. This meant they spent most of their time in
the library. Hermione finished late the
second day.
"It's late Amy." Hermione yawned, from her seat in the
library. "And if I stay in this comfy
chair two seconds more, I'll be asleep. What do you say, we call it a night?" She asked, packing up her books.
"Sure." Said Amy. "I just want to
finish this chapter." She held up the
Muggle Book she was reading.
"Alright, but I'm too tired. Meet you in the dorm, or tomorrow morning." Hermione replied and lazily plodded out of
the library. Amy tried to concentrate
on her book, but her thoughts kept returning to Draco.
"Why did he kiss me?" She asked
herself.
"He can't love me. He doesn't even like me. Do I like him? Stupid question Amy! Stupid STUPID question!!! I
don't. Or do I? I mean, he's cute, well, all right, he's
hot. No! Wait Amy! You MORON!!!!" She mentally
berated herself. She tried to focus her
eyes on her book, but the page was blurry and gray.
"Everyone hates him, but that
doesn't mean I have to." She reasoned. "But, do I? Yes. NO! Oh, how should I know?" She
sighed, laying her head on the armrest of the couch and falling into a fitful
sleep.
Draco watched from the other side of
the library, unnoticed, as Hermione got up and left a drowsy Amy lying on the
couch. He watched as her eyes unfocused
and she became involved in a heavy internal conflict. She sighed heavily and rested her head. Seconds later her eyes closed, as she was asleep.
"She looks so helpless lying
there. And so peaceful. Like nothing in the world could harm her, or
would even dream of it." He smiled subconsciously. Footsteps sounded in the corridor, but
passed the library. He glanced at the
clock on the wall. It was already
2:00am.
"If a teacher finds her
sleeping here, especially Mme Pince, she'll be in deep trouble." He thought. "Can I wake her?" He watched her tossing and turning lightly
on the couch, deep in sleep. "Probably
not. Can I move her? Maybe." He decided to give it a try. He
walked over and picked up her cloak, which was on the floor. He covered her and put her books in her
bag. Then, lifting the bag over his
shoulder he took out his wand.
"Leverosa." He whispered. Amy's body
rose and hovered a few inches over the couch.
"Where now?" He thought. "I don't know the password for
Griffindor, I can't leave her in a classroom or the halls. I'd better take her back to Slytherin." He sighed and moved her body in front of him
with his wand. Then, careful to avoid
Flinch or Mrs. Norris, he guided her safely to the Slytherin dungeon.
Quietly he muttered the password
(blasted bogarts) and waved Amy through the hole. Luckily the Common Room was deserted. Sleeping Amy shivered with the cold and tried to wrap the cloak
around her more tightly. Draco pulled
it up to her chin and she settled down. He eyed the green leather sofas suspiciously.
"If I leave her in the Common
Room, they'll kill her, and she'll be in more trouble than at the library. Why didn't I just leave her? What does it matter to me? Better take her up to my dorm. But I am NOT sleeping on the couch for her." He concluded, floating her up the stairs and
into the dorm.
Gently, he pulled back his bed
curtains and laid her on the bed, with the sheets pulled back. He closed the curtain and changed into his
sleeping attire. Moonlight was
streaming through the window. He
climbed into the bed with her, pushing Amy over to one side to give himself
more room.
"Stupid Griffindor." He thought to
himself, before drifting into a dream filled sleep.
