Title: Danger In The Night
By: DraconisDraco
Disclaimer: I wish Draco was mine, (*Bonk*) but he is not. He and his friends and enemies are Mrs. Rowling's. *grovels on her knees* (*Emmie* you cant just go around doing that!) No profit intended.
Ps: Jaclyn is all mine
Chapter 3: The Next Morning…
When Harry woke up, he was in his bed, in the Griffindor Tower. Also, Ron was proceeding to yell at him to wake up.
"I'M UP! I'm up… uhh…" Harry groaned and stretched, wondering why a) Ron had woken him up so early, b) the sun seemed so bright, and c) why he felt like he had been dragged through the wringer. Backward. Two or three times. "Ron, what time is it?" he asked groggily.
"Four o'clock," Ron replied pointedly.
"In the morning?"
"No!" Ron looked at Harry strangely. "Harry, it's four, in the afternoon. You've slept all day," Ron paused, "Are you feeling all right? You're all pale," he finished, looking concerned. The concern turned into a humor. "You also have a major hickey! Have you been to see Malfoy again?" Ron burst out laughing, a wide grin on his face.
"No, I don't feel well at all, and don't call Draco, Malfoy. All I remember is getting that package, telling you to go, and falling asleep. Afternoon? You sure? I feel like I've only slept for ten minuets."
Harry swung his feet to the floor and stood, feeling the cool stone beneath his toes. "Let me get dressed and I'll meet you in the common room, all right? After that we can get something to eat, I'm starving."
"Alright, see ya," and Ron left the room, still giggling.
Harry stood there stunned. He had never over slept in his life- not that he had had the chance to at the Dursley's- let alone till mid afternoon. Harry didn't remember seeing Draco, but that's the only place he could have gotten a hickey. He glanced at the mirror and started toward his trunk. And did a double take.
Normal. Except for the blue-black spot on his neck, it was normal. Harry could have sworn that the mirror had been empty. It had shown the room, yes, but he hadn't seen himself. Could my reflection have been missing? Naw. I'm just seeing things. Harry dismissed it.
He again felt the hunger splitting his insides. He had to get some food. Harry dressed, took the spiral staircase two at a time, and dragged Ron out the portrait hole in 2 minuets flat.
~*~*~
3 minuets later
Ron sat staring at Harry, wolfing down fourths of nearly raw steak, blood pudding, and his fifth glass of pumpkin juice. "Hungry?" he asked, eyes wide.
"Ravenous," Harry replied simply. He was *still* hungry. The rare stake seemed to sat the hunger for a couple minuets, but as soon as he started to leave the table, he was hungry again. Weird. I can't seem to get full. But if I don't stop eating, I know I'll burst! Harry put his fork on the table and stopped.
Just then, Draco walked up and sat down. And kissed Harry full on the mouth. After melting into the kiss for a minuet, the broke apart, breathless and smiling. Harry remembered the hickey and put his hand to his throat trying to hide it.
Draco noticed. "What are you hiding?" he said suspiciously.
*To Be Continued…*
Oooh… cliff-hanger. If you don't review, I'll just leave it there. I'm in a vortex of no reviewness-ness. *Spooky voice* REVIEW Darn You!!! Especially Emmie and Yrrah. I will hurt you both if you don't. So Review!
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By: DraconisDraco
Disclaimer: I wish Draco was mine, (*Bonk*) but he is not. He and his friends and enemies are Mrs. Rowling's. *grovels on her knees* (*Emmie* you cant just go around doing that!) No profit intended.
Ps: Jaclyn is all mine
Chapter 3: The Next Morning…
When Harry woke up, he was in his bed, in the Griffindor Tower. Also, Ron was proceeding to yell at him to wake up.
"I'M UP! I'm up… uhh…" Harry groaned and stretched, wondering why a) Ron had woken him up so early, b) the sun seemed so bright, and c) why he felt like he had been dragged through the wringer. Backward. Two or three times. "Ron, what time is it?" he asked groggily.
"Four o'clock," Ron replied pointedly.
"In the morning?"
"No!" Ron looked at Harry strangely. "Harry, it's four, in the afternoon. You've slept all day," Ron paused, "Are you feeling all right? You're all pale," he finished, looking concerned. The concern turned into a humor. "You also have a major hickey! Have you been to see Malfoy again?" Ron burst out laughing, a wide grin on his face.
"No, I don't feel well at all, and don't call Draco, Malfoy. All I remember is getting that package, telling you to go, and falling asleep. Afternoon? You sure? I feel like I've only slept for ten minuets."
Harry swung his feet to the floor and stood, feeling the cool stone beneath his toes. "Let me get dressed and I'll meet you in the common room, all right? After that we can get something to eat, I'm starving."
"Alright, see ya," and Ron left the room, still giggling.
Harry stood there stunned. He had never over slept in his life- not that he had had the chance to at the Dursley's- let alone till mid afternoon. Harry didn't remember seeing Draco, but that's the only place he could have gotten a hickey. He glanced at the mirror and started toward his trunk. And did a double take.
Normal. Except for the blue-black spot on his neck, it was normal. Harry could have sworn that the mirror had been empty. It had shown the room, yes, but he hadn't seen himself. Could my reflection have been missing? Naw. I'm just seeing things. Harry dismissed it.
He again felt the hunger splitting his insides. He had to get some food. Harry dressed, took the spiral staircase two at a time, and dragged Ron out the portrait hole in 2 minuets flat.
~*~*~
3 minuets later
Ron sat staring at Harry, wolfing down fourths of nearly raw steak, blood pudding, and his fifth glass of pumpkin juice. "Hungry?" he asked, eyes wide.
"Ravenous," Harry replied simply. He was *still* hungry. The rare stake seemed to sat the hunger for a couple minuets, but as soon as he started to leave the table, he was hungry again. Weird. I can't seem to get full. But if I don't stop eating, I know I'll burst! Harry put his fork on the table and stopped.
Just then, Draco walked up and sat down. And kissed Harry full on the mouth. After melting into the kiss for a minuet, the broke apart, breathless and smiling. Harry remembered the hickey and put his hand to his throat trying to hide it.
Draco noticed. "What are you hiding?" he said suspiciously.
*To Be Continued…*
Oooh… cliff-hanger. If you don't review, I'll just leave it there. I'm in a vortex of no reviewness-ness. *Spooky voice* REVIEW Darn You!!! Especially Emmie and Yrrah. I will hurt you both if you don't. So Review!
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