The Internet and Hogwarts Don't Mix, Hermione!
By: Mari Riddle-Potter
(a.k.a. Malfoys_Girlfriend)
Chapter 12:
"No!" Hermione screamed one last time and her eyes snapped open. It took her awhile to realize she was in bed and that it had all been a nightmare. She sat up slowly and realized she was drenched in sweat. Not only that but she was completely naked…
She screamed again. A scream of utter terror and foreboding and her eyes snapped open once more (A/N: Gotcha!!!! Ha Ha Ha! You thought I would let that happen to her? I had you going for a good while, though. I'm evil!!!). She realized she was fully clothed and her bed sheets were twisted around her, like she threw a fit in bed. She sat up and gripped a stitch in her chest. She was breathing hard and she felt relieved that those two instances were only a dream. In her heart, she felt that something awful was going to happen to her if Harry didn't rescue her in time.
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Harry, Ron, and Draco were still navigating the castle and opening doors (well, Draco opening doors and yelling "I've got a wand and I'm not afraid to use it" while Ron and Harry watched in amusement). They were starting to grow suspicious that they had not encountered any Death Eaters. Surely they had to have known Harry was in here. What were they playing at? It was probably a sneaky trick from Voldemort.
"We ain't going nowhere! We ain't going nowhere, we can't be stopped now! 'Cause it's Bad Boys for Life!" sang Ron. Instead of walking down the hallways he was dancing a P. Diddy style dance and singing Bad Boys. Draco and Harry, who were walking behind Ron, watched in horror.
"Hey Draco?" said Harry, over Ron's voice.
"What?"
"Have you read that book called 'One Flew over the Cuckoos Nest?'?" asked Harry.
"Yeah," said Draco, looking pensive for a moment. "Oh, I get it!"
"Do you know any muggle songs?' asked Harry.
"Yeah. That one by Ludicris, called 'Fantasy'."
"That song is sick."
"I bet your buddy Ron knows it."
"Bet he doesn't," said Harry.
"Ok then. Let's ask him."
"Yo! Ron!" yelled Harry. Ron stopped singing and dancing.
"What?" he asked, looking from Harry to Draco.
"Do you know that song by Ludicris?" asked Draco.
"Which song?"
"Fantasy?"
"Hell yeah. I also know 'Roll Out' and 'Southern Hospitality'," said Ron, proudly.
"Sing 'Fantasy'," said Draco, already grinning a very wicked grin. Harry was open mouthed and had a disbelieving look on his face.
"Ok," said Ron. He cleared his throat. "I wanna l-"
"I don't wanna hear it!" said Harry, covering his ears. Draco burst out laughing and Ron looked plainly amused.
"Look, Potter. Do YOU know any muggle songs?" asked Draco.
"Yes," said Harry crossly.
"Sing one then!" said Ron.
"Ok."
"Go ahead. The floor is yours," said Draco, stepping away from Harry for emphasis.
"You remind me of a girl that I once knew. See her face whenever I, I look at you. Wouldn't believe all of the things she put me through. This is why I just can't get with you," sang Harry merrily. Draco and Ron scrunched up their faces in disgust.
"Shut up Potter!" yelled Draco.
"What? I like that song!" said Harry.
"Usher is very ashamed at you, Harry!" scolded Ron.
"You could have cracked a mirror!" added Draco.
"Or an ear drum!" Ron said.
"Or somebody could have shown you their butt crack in a perfect example of mooning," said Draco.
"Oh, put a sock in it!" said Harry.
They continued to argue heatedly when a scream broke the silence that had been around them. Both Draco and Ron turned to look at Harry, who had gone deathly pale and looked like he would pass out. Then, another scream erupted.
"It's coming from over there," said Ron, pointing a finger down one of the corridors.
"It's Hermione! They're torturing her! Let's go!" said Harry, bolting down the hallway. Draco and Ron followed close behind.
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Hermione paced up and down her room. After the dream she had she wasn't about to fall asleep again. She stopped in front of the door that let to the hallway. Frantically, she grabbed the doorknob and started to shake the door, willing it to open. The more she shook it, the less hope she got of getting out. All of a sudden the door gave in to her shoving and opened. The door opened so quickly it knocked her to the floor. Her head hit the cold marble and she passed out.
"Way to go, Harry!" said Ron. "You knocked her dead."
Harry threw himself by her side and picked up her warm body. Despite all the anger he felt towards her leaving, he hugged her and gave her a quick kiss on the forehead. Draco watched this all the while from the doorway. When he saw him kiss her, as innocent as it was, it boiled jealousy inside of him. He couldn't understand why he felt this way, but he did. He watched Harry pick her up and carry her over to the bed, placing her gently on it.
"Hermione!" said Harry, desperately. "Wake up!"
"Hmmm?" mumbled Hermione, lazily opening her eyes. When she caught a glimpse of Harry's face she froze. Harry could see emotions playing on her face like a movie. First surprise, then relief, and finally, panick. "You shouldn't have come here!" she practically yelled out.
"Nice greeting," mumbled Draco. Hermione sat up to look at Draco, still standing in the doorway. She laughed and Draco, Harry, and Ron looked at her like she was crazy.
"Oh my god! I must've fallen asleep again! I mean, why would Draco come with you guys to rescue me?" she said, laughing again.
"Err, Hermione, you're not dreaming," said Harry slowly.
"Of course I am!" she said, but her smile had faded notably.
"No you're not," said Ron. She looked up to look at Ron and was as surprised to see him as she was to see Draco.
"Harry, we have to get out of here! Quick!" said Hermione, scrambling to her feet.
"Well, get on something a bit warmer. You'll freeze in that," said Draco. He was right. Hermione was wearing a short, pink nightie. The kind you would get at a naughty lingerie store.
"Ohh. Right,' said Hermione, blushing slightly. She ran into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
"Is she normally this outgoing?" asked Draco.
"No, she's the calm type," said Ron.
Hermione emerged from the bathroom at that moment. She was dressed in blue jeans and a pink blouse, which wasn't very warm looking at all.
"Let's go before they catch us," said Hermione. The four of them walked towards the door when about 10 Death Eaters flooded in. All four of them put their hands in the air as the Death Eaters pointed their wands at them. They were surrounded.
To Be Continued…
(A/N: Another cliffie! I love cliffies! I'm an evil author, but you must admit, I am the Queen of Cliffhangers. Anyways, I have been asked if I need a beta reader. Well, here is your chance to read the chapters before they are published! If you want to be my beta reader, send me an E-mail at neon_color87@hotmail.com and tell me your name, age, and your e-mail address. Also, tell me a bit about yourself, like if you have ever Beta read before, if you have any stories on the Internet, and most importantly, why you want to Beta read my story. Believe it or not I don't have a Beta reader and I've never had one. I correct my own stories. I am a very good friend of spell check and grammar check. Anyways, I will pick one person. Deadline is December 24th! Send those e-mails!)