Chapter 8 The Close Call
Draco and Aphelia woke up early on the streets that morning. They were getting closer to Hogwarts, but were hating each other even more after each minute passed. They'd both even stooped as low as to say that they couldn't believe they had even dated! It was pathetic, these two. Draco was turned back to his old self, he was treating Aphelia as if she were Harry.
"If you are going to act like that Draco I am NOT going to feed you!" Aphelia warned him. Draco smoothed his hair (it wasn't gelled) and got up to his feet, glaring at her.
"Well I wouldn't have to be a jerk to you if you weren't such a BITCH!" he yelled and he walked away towards a garbage can, "Now, if you'll excuse me I need to go to the bathroom, if that's okay with you, your HIGHNESS!" he said with a mock bow. Aphelia moved the Trash can into him forcefully with her mind as she turned away from him. She had recently cut her hair to her chin again, to keep the attention of the media from her, other than that she looked the same, Pale. Draco looked exactly as he always did, Hot, pale and blonde.
" I am not going to steal money today, so instead we wont have breakfast and we are just going to board a train and get as close to Hogwarts as we can. We'll walk the rest of the way after that!" she told him rather than asked him.
"I am NOT going to walk to Hogwarts from ANYWHERE!" Draco complained as he zipped up his pants and walked out from behind the trashcan. Aphelia glared at him and folded her arms across her now enlarged chest.
"We're gonna have to! There's no possible way a train will make it there, and plus, it'll be deserted the rest of the way there, so we wont have to keep a very low profile and I'll be able to grow my hair out again!" she answered his complaint with.
"ARGH! WHY do YOU get to change your appearance but I have to stay looking EXACTLY like I always have? I'm in danger here too, and just the same amount as you are!" he complained again.
"UGH! YOU are SO full of yourself aren't you? Do you not remember that you had gotten me put in an insane asylum? Well I ran away from there again too! And because of that I have been all over both Wizard and Muggle news, so, naturally TONS of people know me!" she managed to say between her gritted teeth. She stood up and walked towards the nearest train station, not looking back to see if Draco was following her or not. When they were inside of the station Aphelia bought to train tickets and they boarded, both sitting in the same compartment. Aphelia clutched her forehead.
"What's wrong?" Draco asked. It was the closest he'd gotten to sounding sincere in the whole time Aphelia had been with him in the past few weeks.
"My scar is really burning! Someone's coming!" she whispered as she put her hands up around her temples and swished them around as if she was searching for something. Her eyes opened wide, " Your father is only three compartments down, AND he's searching EVERY compartment on the train!" She whispered so quietly that it was a wonder that Draco even heard her.
"What are we going to do?" he whispered back. She put her fingers up again and swished around some more.
" Great! He's RIGHT at our door now!" she whispered even quieter, and then she did the stupidest thing she could think of. She grabbed Draco and started to kiss him. She kissed him and didn't even stop when their compartment door was open, but the second it closed she stopped and put her fingers up to her temples. *No, My Lord, they aren't on this train. How do I know the young two aren't them? Because we put a spell on them to make them hate each other, remember? And they wouldn't be able to stand the touch of each others skin, let alone lips!* Aphelia's hands and head drooped, and she laid down. When she was sure Draco wasn't paying attention she sent him thoughts of hate to keep him from noticing that he had cried herself to sleep.
Draco and Aphelia woke up early on the streets that morning. They were getting closer to Hogwarts, but were hating each other even more after each minute passed. They'd both even stooped as low as to say that they couldn't believe they had even dated! It was pathetic, these two. Draco was turned back to his old self, he was treating Aphelia as if she were Harry.
"If you are going to act like that Draco I am NOT going to feed you!" Aphelia warned him. Draco smoothed his hair (it wasn't gelled) and got up to his feet, glaring at her.
"Well I wouldn't have to be a jerk to you if you weren't such a BITCH!" he yelled and he walked away towards a garbage can, "Now, if you'll excuse me I need to go to the bathroom, if that's okay with you, your HIGHNESS!" he said with a mock bow. Aphelia moved the Trash can into him forcefully with her mind as she turned away from him. She had recently cut her hair to her chin again, to keep the attention of the media from her, other than that she looked the same, Pale. Draco looked exactly as he always did, Hot, pale and blonde.
" I am not going to steal money today, so instead we wont have breakfast and we are just going to board a train and get as close to Hogwarts as we can. We'll walk the rest of the way after that!" she told him rather than asked him.
"I am NOT going to walk to Hogwarts from ANYWHERE!" Draco complained as he zipped up his pants and walked out from behind the trashcan. Aphelia glared at him and folded her arms across her now enlarged chest.
"We're gonna have to! There's no possible way a train will make it there, and plus, it'll be deserted the rest of the way there, so we wont have to keep a very low profile and I'll be able to grow my hair out again!" she answered his complaint with.
"ARGH! WHY do YOU get to change your appearance but I have to stay looking EXACTLY like I always have? I'm in danger here too, and just the same amount as you are!" he complained again.
"UGH! YOU are SO full of yourself aren't you? Do you not remember that you had gotten me put in an insane asylum? Well I ran away from there again too! And because of that I have been all over both Wizard and Muggle news, so, naturally TONS of people know me!" she managed to say between her gritted teeth. She stood up and walked towards the nearest train station, not looking back to see if Draco was following her or not. When they were inside of the station Aphelia bought to train tickets and they boarded, both sitting in the same compartment. Aphelia clutched her forehead.
"What's wrong?" Draco asked. It was the closest he'd gotten to sounding sincere in the whole time Aphelia had been with him in the past few weeks.
"My scar is really burning! Someone's coming!" she whispered as she put her hands up around her temples and swished them around as if she was searching for something. Her eyes opened wide, " Your father is only three compartments down, AND he's searching EVERY compartment on the train!" She whispered so quietly that it was a wonder that Draco even heard her.
"What are we going to do?" he whispered back. She put her fingers up again and swished around some more.
" Great! He's RIGHT at our door now!" she whispered even quieter, and then she did the stupidest thing she could think of. She grabbed Draco and started to kiss him. She kissed him and didn't even stop when their compartment door was open, but the second it closed she stopped and put her fingers up to her temples. *No, My Lord, they aren't on this train. How do I know the young two aren't them? Because we put a spell on them to make them hate each other, remember? And they wouldn't be able to stand the touch of each others skin, let alone lips!* Aphelia's hands and head drooped, and she laid down. When she was sure Draco wasn't paying attention she sent him thoughts of hate to keep him from noticing that he had cried herself to sleep.