Chapter Three: Teacher
Mafloy haven gotten out of Charms Early decided to take a walk and clear his head. But when he arrived at the lake, all ideas of walks left his brain.
An about twenty feet high waterspout was swirling mischievously on the waters surface. Looking down at the shore, Draco guesses immediately what has lured the spout into existence.
Granger.
Sighing he walks cautiously over to the lake and kneels beside her. Seeing her swirling her hand he instantly grasps her arm, and delicately pulls it from the water.
That snaps her out of the trance.
"Malfoy? What are you doing?"
"Run now talk later." As he pulls her away from the water just in time before the spout fell on both of them.
"Ok, now WHY?" She took her hand away from his, which still felt somewhat warm, in a nice way.
"well, it was either I stop you from demolishing the forest or the school , which ever came first. Or I separate you from the water, hum I think separating you was the easier and more effective way to solve the spout problem."
"You mean I caused that?"
"Yes, and I personally think you should stick with wind."
"Can't."
"Why, pre tell?"
"Dumbledore has banned me from all high points of the school with out a teacher."
"did he ban you from Flying?"
"No, but.. ."
"Then just grab a broom and fly up high."
"I can't .. . um.. . fly."
"What?"
"I told you."
"I know I know, but miss know it all can't fly?"
"Didn't I just say that?"
" ok ok I'll teach you, just stay away from fire for all of our sakes!"
"Fire?"
"Wind you seem to fly place to place with water, you cause spouts, and fire, well, that one thing we just don't need."
"I see, are you suggesting that I'm an elemental?"
"Possibly, but I think its just ESP with Elements, your magic added to that, and well you get the point."
"Why are you being so helpful and nice?"
"My mom's the same way, and I know what can happen." And they started to walk towards the Qudditch pitch. "I also know that stress triggers it."
"Are you saying I'm stressed, Malfoy?"
"Yes, In fact I am."
"Ok."
"Ok?" he looked over. "Is that it?"
"Yes, if someone says I'm stressed then they are probably right."
"Ok I'm going to teach you on my broom, that fine or should we find Potter and ask to borrow his Firebolt?"
"Yours is fine."
"You'll be using it, no other broom, understand?"
Hermione looked over at the blonde haired man/boy. "You're telling me that I can only use your broom?"
"yep."
"why? Wouldn't you rather I use the school brooms?"
"Those?" he asked in disgust. "They wobble more then fly, plus you want height, those can't stand to high of altitudes, not to mention you'll be safer on mine. That and I would like to know when ever you're out and about on a broom, as your teacher."
"Why in the name of Merlin are you being so nice to me?"
"You need someone to be." He surged. "I happen to be around." Chuckling. "Also if you happen to get angry, I don't need that on my plate."
"Typical, Malfoy's always think about themselves."
"Thanks, but I'm going to watch out for you now, mutual thing? You fine with that or do you need another explanation?"
Mione was now starring at him, she smirked and simply replied. "Nope, I'm fine, my mom told me never to question miracles."
Draco 'humped' and he walked on to the felid. "Accio Nimbus two-thousand- and- one!" and his broom whizzed at him. Grasping it he handed it to her. "This is the proper non-riding hold of the broom." She took it and held it like he did. "Brooms are like cats, you need to trust them before they'll trust you." She looked down at the broom.
She felt comfortable holding it, unlike when she had held other brooms, this one was more welcoming. "Its nice, not so fidgety." She looked up "Will it allow me to stand up on it without it falling?"
"If you talk to it maybe."
"I don't like being held down by brooms."
"Your held down more by the ground." He said softly, almost in awe.
She smiled at him "You know, you can be nice if you want to be."
"Its just a mutual thing, I wont act this nice later." He said almost defendingly.
"Ok then, next step."
"Set it on the ground and call it up off the ground so it isn't tied down anymore. Like you don't want to be tied down."
She lied it down and placed her hand over it like in the first flying lesson she had.
"No, no, do what feels right, not what's typical." He ordered.
Looking a bit taken back, for she was never told that before, she hut her eyes and stepped over the broom. She placed her hands out like she was holding it for take off. Opening her palms she called "UP!" and instantly it flew into her grasp.
"Nice. Now concentrate on the need to be released from the earth, and put some wind in it, then jump up."
Doing so, she instantly took off, she tucked her legs under so that they weren't dangling, and she sky rocketed up. She reached a place where she was comfortable and she bent the handle down making it level.
"Perfect!" she heard Draco call. "Now for a lesson in self control, come back down and land it!"
She bent the handle down and she dropped. The dive ended only feet from the ground where she dismounted.
"I would have to say!" she heard Draco clapping as he approached. "Not even Potter could do better. May be it was just your state of mind keeping you back?"
Smiling she ran over and hugged him. "Thank you so, so much!" and she kept a hold on him.
"Ah Granger? May be you should let go before someone sees?"
"Oops! I'm so sorry!" she was still holding the Broom, but she was looking at her shoe laces. "Its normally just Harry Ron and me, I hug them all the time." She started to blush once the thought of what she just did came full force on her.
"Well, don't get to used to me, I'm just teaching you how to fly, and lending you my broom, nothing more, outside of this field we are still enemies. You can fly for a bit, but I have to go," and he turned on heal and left.
After a while she looked up again, there was no sigh of Mafloy anywhere. Possibly she had hallucinated that?
But the wood under her fingers told her differently. Mounting again, she took off and went back into her state of revive.
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Ron was walking out to the Qudditch field for a bit of flying, but looking up he saw that someone was already there.
"Whys Hermione up there?" he asked himself, silently shaking off his worry, he mounted his broom and went to see why.
"Hay Mione!" Ron called surprising her.
"Ack!" and she grasped the broom to hold it steady. "Hay Ron!"
"What are you doing up here, and who's broom is that?"
"I Can't go up to the astrology tower anymore, so I decided to fly to get closer to the wind, and this is Mafloy's broom."
"M-malfoy?" Ron's eyes grew twice in size. "God Mione do you have a death wish?" he whispered as if someone could actually hear.
"No, he said I could use it, just as long as I stayed away from fire and water."
Ron was pretty confused now. "Could you explain?"
"about what?"
"Why you need to be near wind, why Malfoy is so worried about you being near fire and water, and why he lent you his broom?"
"Answer to first question, I have to idea, but I do, it drives me nuts if I'm not. Second question. Because he's afraid that I might destroy the school and third because this was a bribe."
"Why would being around fire and water risk the school?"
She shrugged at this, "It probably has something to with the fact that I accidentally caused a water spout to form in the lake by the school."
Ron just starred and shook his head in disbelief. "I think the altitude has gotten to you, come on, dinner is about to start." And he flew down, followed by Hermione. "Also, I meant to say earlier, I think your flying has improved greatly."
"Thanks," and to herself 'that's what he said too.' But she didn't need more questions.
Once they had landed, they saw McGarnagal standing in form of them with a sour look on her face, and her foot tapping.
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Draco went to his bed once inside the Sylthrin common room. Before sitting down he looked into one of the wall mirrors to have his concern proved correct. He was blushing. Sitting down he grabbed his water glass that was always on the side of his bed and splashed him self with it.
He needed to cool down. Why in the world did she have to 'hug' him? Shaking his head he laid down and pulled closed the curtains on his bed. The last thought before he fell into sleep, was of the mudblood girl smiling at him.
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An: ok I know it's choppy, but there it is the third chapter!
I would love to post this now but I need to wait, Fan fiction is being weird.
Oh well. Also I'm reading an awesome story called "Awakening of a Royal" I suggest you read it if you like long stories.
Well, bye for now, and remember to review!
Relena
Mafloy haven gotten out of Charms Early decided to take a walk and clear his head. But when he arrived at the lake, all ideas of walks left his brain.
An about twenty feet high waterspout was swirling mischievously on the waters surface. Looking down at the shore, Draco guesses immediately what has lured the spout into existence.
Granger.
Sighing he walks cautiously over to the lake and kneels beside her. Seeing her swirling her hand he instantly grasps her arm, and delicately pulls it from the water.
That snaps her out of the trance.
"Malfoy? What are you doing?"
"Run now talk later." As he pulls her away from the water just in time before the spout fell on both of them.
"Ok, now WHY?" She took her hand away from his, which still felt somewhat warm, in a nice way.
"well, it was either I stop you from demolishing the forest or the school , which ever came first. Or I separate you from the water, hum I think separating you was the easier and more effective way to solve the spout problem."
"You mean I caused that?"
"Yes, and I personally think you should stick with wind."
"Can't."
"Why, pre tell?"
"Dumbledore has banned me from all high points of the school with out a teacher."
"did he ban you from Flying?"
"No, but.. ."
"Then just grab a broom and fly up high."
"I can't .. . um.. . fly."
"What?"
"I told you."
"I know I know, but miss know it all can't fly?"
"Didn't I just say that?"
" ok ok I'll teach you, just stay away from fire for all of our sakes!"
"Fire?"
"Wind you seem to fly place to place with water, you cause spouts, and fire, well, that one thing we just don't need."
"I see, are you suggesting that I'm an elemental?"
"Possibly, but I think its just ESP with Elements, your magic added to that, and well you get the point."
"Why are you being so helpful and nice?"
"My mom's the same way, and I know what can happen." And they started to walk towards the Qudditch pitch. "I also know that stress triggers it."
"Are you saying I'm stressed, Malfoy?"
"Yes, In fact I am."
"Ok."
"Ok?" he looked over. "Is that it?"
"Yes, if someone says I'm stressed then they are probably right."
"Ok I'm going to teach you on my broom, that fine or should we find Potter and ask to borrow his Firebolt?"
"Yours is fine."
"You'll be using it, no other broom, understand?"
Hermione looked over at the blonde haired man/boy. "You're telling me that I can only use your broom?"
"yep."
"why? Wouldn't you rather I use the school brooms?"
"Those?" he asked in disgust. "They wobble more then fly, plus you want height, those can't stand to high of altitudes, not to mention you'll be safer on mine. That and I would like to know when ever you're out and about on a broom, as your teacher."
"Why in the name of Merlin are you being so nice to me?"
"You need someone to be." He surged. "I happen to be around." Chuckling. "Also if you happen to get angry, I don't need that on my plate."
"Typical, Malfoy's always think about themselves."
"Thanks, but I'm going to watch out for you now, mutual thing? You fine with that or do you need another explanation?"
Mione was now starring at him, she smirked and simply replied. "Nope, I'm fine, my mom told me never to question miracles."
Draco 'humped' and he walked on to the felid. "Accio Nimbus two-thousand- and- one!" and his broom whizzed at him. Grasping it he handed it to her. "This is the proper non-riding hold of the broom." She took it and held it like he did. "Brooms are like cats, you need to trust them before they'll trust you." She looked down at the broom.
She felt comfortable holding it, unlike when she had held other brooms, this one was more welcoming. "Its nice, not so fidgety." She looked up "Will it allow me to stand up on it without it falling?"
"If you talk to it maybe."
"I don't like being held down by brooms."
"Your held down more by the ground." He said softly, almost in awe.
She smiled at him "You know, you can be nice if you want to be."
"Its just a mutual thing, I wont act this nice later." He said almost defendingly.
"Ok then, next step."
"Set it on the ground and call it up off the ground so it isn't tied down anymore. Like you don't want to be tied down."
She lied it down and placed her hand over it like in the first flying lesson she had.
"No, no, do what feels right, not what's typical." He ordered.
Looking a bit taken back, for she was never told that before, she hut her eyes and stepped over the broom. She placed her hands out like she was holding it for take off. Opening her palms she called "UP!" and instantly it flew into her grasp.
"Nice. Now concentrate on the need to be released from the earth, and put some wind in it, then jump up."
Doing so, she instantly took off, she tucked her legs under so that they weren't dangling, and she sky rocketed up. She reached a place where she was comfortable and she bent the handle down making it level.
"Perfect!" she heard Draco call. "Now for a lesson in self control, come back down and land it!"
She bent the handle down and she dropped. The dive ended only feet from the ground where she dismounted.
"I would have to say!" she heard Draco clapping as he approached. "Not even Potter could do better. May be it was just your state of mind keeping you back?"
Smiling she ran over and hugged him. "Thank you so, so much!" and she kept a hold on him.
"Ah Granger? May be you should let go before someone sees?"
"Oops! I'm so sorry!" she was still holding the Broom, but she was looking at her shoe laces. "Its normally just Harry Ron and me, I hug them all the time." She started to blush once the thought of what she just did came full force on her.
"Well, don't get to used to me, I'm just teaching you how to fly, and lending you my broom, nothing more, outside of this field we are still enemies. You can fly for a bit, but I have to go," and he turned on heal and left.
After a while she looked up again, there was no sigh of Mafloy anywhere. Possibly she had hallucinated that?
But the wood under her fingers told her differently. Mounting again, she took off and went back into her state of revive.
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Ron was walking out to the Qudditch field for a bit of flying, but looking up he saw that someone was already there.
"Whys Hermione up there?" he asked himself, silently shaking off his worry, he mounted his broom and went to see why.
"Hay Mione!" Ron called surprising her.
"Ack!" and she grasped the broom to hold it steady. "Hay Ron!"
"What are you doing up here, and who's broom is that?"
"I Can't go up to the astrology tower anymore, so I decided to fly to get closer to the wind, and this is Mafloy's broom."
"M-malfoy?" Ron's eyes grew twice in size. "God Mione do you have a death wish?" he whispered as if someone could actually hear.
"No, he said I could use it, just as long as I stayed away from fire and water."
Ron was pretty confused now. "Could you explain?"
"about what?"
"Why you need to be near wind, why Malfoy is so worried about you being near fire and water, and why he lent you his broom?"
"Answer to first question, I have to idea, but I do, it drives me nuts if I'm not. Second question. Because he's afraid that I might destroy the school and third because this was a bribe."
"Why would being around fire and water risk the school?"
She shrugged at this, "It probably has something to with the fact that I accidentally caused a water spout to form in the lake by the school."
Ron just starred and shook his head in disbelief. "I think the altitude has gotten to you, come on, dinner is about to start." And he flew down, followed by Hermione. "Also, I meant to say earlier, I think your flying has improved greatly."
"Thanks," and to herself 'that's what he said too.' But she didn't need more questions.
Once they had landed, they saw McGarnagal standing in form of them with a sour look on her face, and her foot tapping.
*~*~*~*~*~
Draco went to his bed once inside the Sylthrin common room. Before sitting down he looked into one of the wall mirrors to have his concern proved correct. He was blushing. Sitting down he grabbed his water glass that was always on the side of his bed and splashed him self with it.
He needed to cool down. Why in the world did she have to 'hug' him? Shaking his head he laid down and pulled closed the curtains on his bed. The last thought before he fell into sleep, was of the mudblood girl smiling at him.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
An: ok I know it's choppy, but there it is the third chapter!
I would love to post this now but I need to wait, Fan fiction is being weird.
Oh well. Also I'm reading an awesome story called "Awakening of a Royal" I suggest you read it if you like long stories.
Well, bye for now, and remember to review!
Relena