~Watching Diamond~
By:Lone Draco
rating: R
Disclaimer: You really expect to find a disclaimer this late in the story? heh, strange mortal being!
Author Note:Oh look! Chapter 5! If my readers will notice the rating has increased to R because this chapter does contain our very first make out scene! ^^ Oh the joy...um anyways, now I'm gonna dive into the real Slashyness! So yay! Also, none of you are to forget that this fic IS dedicated to the wonderful and ever talented Liz, so yay!
with no further ado...
~Watching Diamond~
By: Lone Draco
Chapter 5- Love and Return
Ron paced in the Gryffindor common room, his brow wrinkled with evedent
worry. Hermione had not returned after the shocking confritation that
he had had with her the previous evening. His brown eyes were filled
with fear and they looked to Harry for comfort. The raven-haired boy
looked to his friend and sighed, his worry easily concealed in a shell
of emotionless being.
"Let's go to Dumbledore, he most likely know what happened and he could
probably help us find her" Ron looked suprised that he hadn't thought
of the idea and nodded.
"Sure, well, yeah...good idea," the red-headed boy stopped pacing and
he turned and left the common room. Harry rubbed the diamond for
good-lucks sake and walked after his friend.
******
Draco sighed and turned away from the diamond. His worse fears already comming
true. Hermione, he feared, would not be comming back. Running a pale
hand through his silver-blonde hair he rose and began his own walk
towards Dumbledore's chambers.
******
Dumbledore sat in his office rather shocked to see three of his students
so intent on seeing him. Draco Malfoy and Harry both seemed to be worried
about somethign and he hadn't heard a snide remark from either boy.
"Professer, it is important that we speak to you," Harry said and shifted
uncomfortably in his seat, tossing a glance at Draco.
"Mr. Potter, being as the three of you bursted into my office I believe
I would have concieved as much," The three boys looked abashed and the
wisened old man continued. "However, as exactly why you did so I have yet
to learn. Will one of you please inform me?"
Harry looked to the other two and nodded for Ron to explain. "Well, sir.
It's Mi..I mean Hermione. She was acting strangly yesterday and she has
not returned from the forest, which is the way she ran, I...er...I mean
we were wondering if you could use your magic to try and find her?" Ron
sat back in his seat and looked to Harry, the dark-haired boy smiled
reasuringly and Draco's jealous look did not go unnoticed by the headmaster.
"Mr. Weasly, I will do what I can,please excuse me and I will call you
at the first bit of news I have. Good Day to all of you!" The three students
rose together and walked out of Dumbledore's office.
"I wonder..." The man whispered as Draco's back slipped through his door.
***Some Hours Later***
Dumbledore sat in his office and addressed the members gathered there.
Hermione's parents sat across from his desk weeping and Harry, Draco and
Ron where standing in shock.
"Wha..What do you mean dead?" Ron stuttered, breaking the silence. Dumbledore
rubbed his forehead with a narled hand and removed his half-moon glasses.
"She was found in the middle of the forest, in an area we never knew esisted.
There were no marks, and the only sign of struggle was the burns on her legs
where it seems she tried to pull against the bonds that held her to the
spot where she was killed," Dumbledore's voice was monotone and unemotional,
a simple mask to hide the pain that he was feeling at the loss of his
brightest student.
"You...you were her fiancee right?" Ron looked up into the chocolate
eyes of Hermione's mother and nodded slightly." She never could talk
about you enough, she really loved you," Ron looked down again and
tried to fight a stream of tears. The reality suddenly hitting him
in the face. " Her funeral will be on monday, she always wanted her
ashes spread over the grounds, so she coudl be with the people she
loved forever," The tall woman forced a smile before breaking down into
tears in her husbands arms.
" Harry, Draco, Ron...if you woudl please excuse us," Dumbledore stood
and opened the door indecating that they were to leave. Relectantly they
did so. (1)
***Monday Morning***
Harry paced in the common room, Ron was late as usual and it was starting
to worry him. The warmth of the stone in his pocket brought no comfort
today. The dawn had broken dreary and gray, as if mourning itself. After
another five minutes had gone by Harry slowly began to walk up the stairs
to the boy's dorm.
Reaching the door-way he hesitated slightly before pushing it open.At
first nothign seemed wrong, then the worst smell filled his nostrils,
a smell which he remebered all to well.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
***A week later***
The Weasly's stood in a sad bunch on the grounds, the Grangers close
to them. Hermione's funeral had been posponed so her ashes could be
spread with those of her fiancee's. Harry stood alone, apart from the
group and his second family. The harsh wind pierced his face and he took
no notice, he tried to wake up, make it all a dream. But that cold wind
made it all too real.
Suddenly a slow song began among the gathered. Over a thousand people
had turned up, each knowing the dead in their own ways. Harry joined
the singing and watched with sorrow-filled eyes as the two urns were
opened and the only physical parts of his life-long friends took to
the wind, dancing and mixing with eachother.
"Hermione and Ron, shared a love that was not to be broken, even by
death," Those were the final words of the service which seemed to end
all the joy in Harry's life. The world seemed darker, the days longer
and the nights were all too lonely.
***2 weeks later*** (2)
Harry sat in the quittich pitch, his head in his hands. He had come to
the place to forget, to remeber the happy times where he dominated the
field. Lately anyone who played gryffindor knew they would lose as all
his free-time was spent praticing and all his anger was released in his
flying. But, the sight of the stadium had brought back a rush of memories
of his friends, one that he was not willing to fight this time.
Crystal tears flowed from his emerald eyes, splashing onto the seat below
him. He was so caught up in his stream of contained emotion that he didn't
notice the pair of stormy eyes watching him cry. Slowly emerald eyes
rose and met gray.
Draco slowly walked forward never letting his gaze drift from Harry's.
He stuck to the far wall until he was finally parellel with the raven-haired
boy. Carefully he searched the green eyes with his own for any sign of
rejetion. Seeing none he slowly, ever so slowly made his way across the
fresh grass of the stadium.
Harry watched Draco advance until the two boys were within 3 feet of
each-other. The taller boy looked down into Harry's eyes and saw the
tears that still lay uncried and the pain of lose. It was all he could
do not to lean down and kiss him. Suddenly he found himself pulling
the other boy into a tight hug. Gaspign he stepped back quickly and
looked to the ground, his cheeks turning a slight shade of rose.
"I...I'm sorry, I'll go," He turned away from Harry so the atheletic
boy couldn't see the tears that had risen in his own eyes.
"Draco," The word was a whisper and he felt the firm grip of Harry's
hand on his shoulder, gently forcing him to turn. "Draco, please don't
leave me, you're all I've got left," Draco searched those eyes for
the last time that day and saw, thanks and, the gods forbid it, love.
"How could I Potter?" He asked. "You've got me, body, heart and soul,"
Slowly Draco lowered his head and caught Harry's lips with his own...
~Fin Chapter 5~
(1) Sorry about all the sappyness, I try not to have to much, but I felt
it was nessicary for that section
(2) Sorry about all the skipping of times...I'll try to not do it so much
in future chapters
EN: Well? Look see, Harry and Draco finally got together. In a deppressing
way yes, but they're together. I hope you liked it and the next chapter
will be out next sunday, please please please review!
By:Lone Draco
rating: R
Disclaimer: You really expect to find a disclaimer this late in the story? heh, strange mortal being!
Author Note:Oh look! Chapter 5! If my readers will notice the rating has increased to R because this chapter does contain our very first make out scene! ^^ Oh the joy...um anyways, now I'm gonna dive into the real Slashyness! So yay! Also, none of you are to forget that this fic IS dedicated to the wonderful and ever talented Liz, so yay!
with no further ado...
~Watching Diamond~
By: Lone Draco
Chapter 5- Love and Return
Ron paced in the Gryffindor common room, his brow wrinkled with evedent
worry. Hermione had not returned after the shocking confritation that
he had had with her the previous evening. His brown eyes were filled
with fear and they looked to Harry for comfort. The raven-haired boy
looked to his friend and sighed, his worry easily concealed in a shell
of emotionless being.
"Let's go to Dumbledore, he most likely know what happened and he could
probably help us find her" Ron looked suprised that he hadn't thought
of the idea and nodded.
"Sure, well, yeah...good idea," the red-headed boy stopped pacing and
he turned and left the common room. Harry rubbed the diamond for
good-lucks sake and walked after his friend.
******
Draco sighed and turned away from the diamond. His worse fears already comming
true. Hermione, he feared, would not be comming back. Running a pale
hand through his silver-blonde hair he rose and began his own walk
towards Dumbledore's chambers.
******
Dumbledore sat in his office rather shocked to see three of his students
so intent on seeing him. Draco Malfoy and Harry both seemed to be worried
about somethign and he hadn't heard a snide remark from either boy.
"Professer, it is important that we speak to you," Harry said and shifted
uncomfortably in his seat, tossing a glance at Draco.
"Mr. Potter, being as the three of you bursted into my office I believe
I would have concieved as much," The three boys looked abashed and the
wisened old man continued. "However, as exactly why you did so I have yet
to learn. Will one of you please inform me?"
Harry looked to the other two and nodded for Ron to explain. "Well, sir.
It's Mi..I mean Hermione. She was acting strangly yesterday and she has
not returned from the forest, which is the way she ran, I...er...I mean
we were wondering if you could use your magic to try and find her?" Ron
sat back in his seat and looked to Harry, the dark-haired boy smiled
reasuringly and Draco's jealous look did not go unnoticed by the headmaster.
"Mr. Weasly, I will do what I can,please excuse me and I will call you
at the first bit of news I have. Good Day to all of you!" The three students
rose together and walked out of Dumbledore's office.
"I wonder..." The man whispered as Draco's back slipped through his door.
***Some Hours Later***
Dumbledore sat in his office and addressed the members gathered there.
Hermione's parents sat across from his desk weeping and Harry, Draco and
Ron where standing in shock.
"Wha..What do you mean dead?" Ron stuttered, breaking the silence. Dumbledore
rubbed his forehead with a narled hand and removed his half-moon glasses.
"She was found in the middle of the forest, in an area we never knew esisted.
There were no marks, and the only sign of struggle was the burns on her legs
where it seems she tried to pull against the bonds that held her to the
spot where she was killed," Dumbledore's voice was monotone and unemotional,
a simple mask to hide the pain that he was feeling at the loss of his
brightest student.
"You...you were her fiancee right?" Ron looked up into the chocolate
eyes of Hermione's mother and nodded slightly." She never could talk
about you enough, she really loved you," Ron looked down again and
tried to fight a stream of tears. The reality suddenly hitting him
in the face. " Her funeral will be on monday, she always wanted her
ashes spread over the grounds, so she coudl be with the people she
loved forever," The tall woman forced a smile before breaking down into
tears in her husbands arms.
" Harry, Draco, Ron...if you woudl please excuse us," Dumbledore stood
and opened the door indecating that they were to leave. Relectantly they
did so. (1)
***Monday Morning***
Harry paced in the common room, Ron was late as usual and it was starting
to worry him. The warmth of the stone in his pocket brought no comfort
today. The dawn had broken dreary and gray, as if mourning itself. After
another five minutes had gone by Harry slowly began to walk up the stairs
to the boy's dorm.
Reaching the door-way he hesitated slightly before pushing it open.At
first nothign seemed wrong, then the worst smell filled his nostrils,
a smell which he remebered all to well.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
***A week later***
The Weasly's stood in a sad bunch on the grounds, the Grangers close
to them. Hermione's funeral had been posponed so her ashes could be
spread with those of her fiancee's. Harry stood alone, apart from the
group and his second family. The harsh wind pierced his face and he took
no notice, he tried to wake up, make it all a dream. But that cold wind
made it all too real.
Suddenly a slow song began among the gathered. Over a thousand people
had turned up, each knowing the dead in their own ways. Harry joined
the singing and watched with sorrow-filled eyes as the two urns were
opened and the only physical parts of his life-long friends took to
the wind, dancing and mixing with eachother.
"Hermione and Ron, shared a love that was not to be broken, even by
death," Those were the final words of the service which seemed to end
all the joy in Harry's life. The world seemed darker, the days longer
and the nights were all too lonely.
***2 weeks later*** (2)
Harry sat in the quittich pitch, his head in his hands. He had come to
the place to forget, to remeber the happy times where he dominated the
field. Lately anyone who played gryffindor knew they would lose as all
his free-time was spent praticing and all his anger was released in his
flying. But, the sight of the stadium had brought back a rush of memories
of his friends, one that he was not willing to fight this time.
Crystal tears flowed from his emerald eyes, splashing onto the seat below
him. He was so caught up in his stream of contained emotion that he didn't
notice the pair of stormy eyes watching him cry. Slowly emerald eyes
rose and met gray.
Draco slowly walked forward never letting his gaze drift from Harry's.
He stuck to the far wall until he was finally parellel with the raven-haired
boy. Carefully he searched the green eyes with his own for any sign of
rejetion. Seeing none he slowly, ever so slowly made his way across the
fresh grass of the stadium.
Harry watched Draco advance until the two boys were within 3 feet of
each-other. The taller boy looked down into Harry's eyes and saw the
tears that still lay uncried and the pain of lose. It was all he could
do not to lean down and kiss him. Suddenly he found himself pulling
the other boy into a tight hug. Gaspign he stepped back quickly and
looked to the ground, his cheeks turning a slight shade of rose.
"I...I'm sorry, I'll go," He turned away from Harry so the atheletic
boy couldn't see the tears that had risen in his own eyes.
"Draco," The word was a whisper and he felt the firm grip of Harry's
hand on his shoulder, gently forcing him to turn. "Draco, please don't
leave me, you're all I've got left," Draco searched those eyes for
the last time that day and saw, thanks and, the gods forbid it, love.
"How could I Potter?" He asked. "You've got me, body, heart and soul,"
Slowly Draco lowered his head and caught Harry's lips with his own...
~Fin Chapter 5~
(1) Sorry about all the sappyness, I try not to have to much, but I felt
it was nessicary for that section
(2) Sorry about all the skipping of times...I'll try to not do it so much
in future chapters
EN: Well? Look see, Harry and Draco finally got together. In a deppressing
way yes, but they're together. I hope you liked it and the next chapter
will be out next sunday, please please please review!