Bionca made her way to the trophy room as quickly and quietly as she could. When she made it
in, she heard footsteps close by. She wasn't about to totally disregard Hermione's thoughts
about Draco, looking at his past. Bionca wasn't totally stupid though. But she slowly and
quietly walked tward the footsteps. She felt safe under the invisability cloak but suddenly
she felt as though something was wrong with it. She felt a cool breeze flow by her cheek.
Suddenly a door in the back of the room creeped open and a hand pulled Bionca to the side
behind one of the large cases and into the darkness. Filch and his cat Mrs. Norris came
through the door with a lantern patrolling no doubt. They passed quickly and didn't notice
Bionca...or the stranger who pulled her to safety.
When Filch's footsteps had faded away Bionca slowly turned around to the figure that was
breathing down her neck and quickly whispered, "lumos" as the light flickered, she saw who
it was...Draco Malfoy.
"Trying to get yourself caught?" He asked.
"Sorry...But how'd you?" She started. But then she looked at herself in one of the trophy's
and saw her reflection. She was a floating head.
She pulled the cloak off of her and swung it over her arm.
"Thank you for the cloak." She started.
Malfoy smiled and put his arm over her sholder. She smiled back and they pulled the cloak
over themselves. "Time to do what I was planning to do." Malfoy said.
"Where are we going?" Bionca whispered, putting out her wand.
"The Great Hall." Malfoy replied quietly.
They made there way with as little conversation as possible (so not to get caught.) and very
quickly. When there, Malfoy locked the door behind them. They took their shoes off because
footsteps echoed a bit in the empty hall. Malfoy grabbed her hand and brought her over to
the Slytherin table.
"I should be sitting here not at the Gryffindor table." Bionca said moving her forefinger
over the table as she kept the other hand interlocked with Malfoy's. He held up his forefinger
and ran off to the staff table. He picked up 2 candles. And lit them back on the Slytherin
table.
"Up to doing something mischivious?" Malfoy smirked.
"Absolutley." Bionca replied.
As soon as that was said Peeves came flying through the wall.
"Good, here we go!" Malfoy said beaming.
Bionca's eyes blew up. She was drowning in power and glory. This was one of these moments
that proved her to be the niece of her Uncle.
Malfoy, Bionca and Peeves had planned a really awflte prank. When came time for dinner the
next day, no one would be able to eat the meat. That's right. They created a plan to
make the meat that would be served solid as a rock. "And why stop there?" --Bionca pointed
out. Malfoy had really met the girl for him.
After making their dealings Malfoy and Bionca went back to converation. Around 3:00 AM
Bionca fell backward into Malfoy's lap. They were just laughing over a funny occurance
that had happened to Malfoy the summer. They were smiling. They were dazed, and they
seemed to be in love. They're eyes locked.
"Are you tired?" Malfoy asked going to kiss her forehead.
"yea." She replied getting up and taking his hands.
There eyes were locked. They got closer, and closer. And as they were about to kiss...
Professor Dumbledore came in.
They froze. So did he.
"Sorry if I'm... interupting something." Dumbledore said.
Dumbledore being the most incredible man that he is, told them a story of himself caught
in the same situation when he was a student at Hogwarts and let them off on a warning.
They promiced not to tell and he promiced not to tell.
So as they left, and the doors closed, Malfoy took Bionca in his arms and kissed her.
It was long, and it was dreamlike, movie like. And they both enjoyed every moment of it.
in, she heard footsteps close by. She wasn't about to totally disregard Hermione's thoughts
about Draco, looking at his past. Bionca wasn't totally stupid though. But she slowly and
quietly walked tward the footsteps. She felt safe under the invisability cloak but suddenly
she felt as though something was wrong with it. She felt a cool breeze flow by her cheek.
Suddenly a door in the back of the room creeped open and a hand pulled Bionca to the side
behind one of the large cases and into the darkness. Filch and his cat Mrs. Norris came
through the door with a lantern patrolling no doubt. They passed quickly and didn't notice
Bionca...or the stranger who pulled her to safety.
When Filch's footsteps had faded away Bionca slowly turned around to the figure that was
breathing down her neck and quickly whispered, "lumos" as the light flickered, she saw who
it was...Draco Malfoy.
"Trying to get yourself caught?" He asked.
"Sorry...But how'd you?" She started. But then she looked at herself in one of the trophy's
and saw her reflection. She was a floating head.
She pulled the cloak off of her and swung it over her arm.
"Thank you for the cloak." She started.
Malfoy smiled and put his arm over her sholder. She smiled back and they pulled the cloak
over themselves. "Time to do what I was planning to do." Malfoy said.
"Where are we going?" Bionca whispered, putting out her wand.
"The Great Hall." Malfoy replied quietly.
They made there way with as little conversation as possible (so not to get caught.) and very
quickly. When there, Malfoy locked the door behind them. They took their shoes off because
footsteps echoed a bit in the empty hall. Malfoy grabbed her hand and brought her over to
the Slytherin table.
"I should be sitting here not at the Gryffindor table." Bionca said moving her forefinger
over the table as she kept the other hand interlocked with Malfoy's. He held up his forefinger
and ran off to the staff table. He picked up 2 candles. And lit them back on the Slytherin
table.
"Up to doing something mischivious?" Malfoy smirked.
"Absolutley." Bionca replied.
As soon as that was said Peeves came flying through the wall.
"Good, here we go!" Malfoy said beaming.
Bionca's eyes blew up. She was drowning in power and glory. This was one of these moments
that proved her to be the niece of her Uncle.
Malfoy, Bionca and Peeves had planned a really awflte prank. When came time for dinner the
next day, no one would be able to eat the meat. That's right. They created a plan to
make the meat that would be served solid as a rock. "And why stop there?" --Bionca pointed
out. Malfoy had really met the girl for him.
After making their dealings Malfoy and Bionca went back to converation. Around 3:00 AM
Bionca fell backward into Malfoy's lap. They were just laughing over a funny occurance
that had happened to Malfoy the summer. They were smiling. They were dazed, and they
seemed to be in love. They're eyes locked.
"Are you tired?" Malfoy asked going to kiss her forehead.
"yea." She replied getting up and taking his hands.
There eyes were locked. They got closer, and closer. And as they were about to kiss...
Professor Dumbledore came in.
They froze. So did he.
"Sorry if I'm... interupting something." Dumbledore said.
Dumbledore being the most incredible man that he is, told them a story of himself caught
in the same situation when he was a student at Hogwarts and let them off on a warning.
They promiced not to tell and he promiced not to tell.
So as they left, and the doors closed, Malfoy took Bionca in his arms and kissed her.
It was long, and it was dreamlike, movie like. And they both enjoyed every moment of it.
