Title: Beauty and the Beast
Author: Mjade
Summary: Draco/Mione fic. One year after graduation. Ron and Harry go exploring and when they don't come back Hermione begins to worry. I know the title is corny but I named it that because the plot line is based on that.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and Walt Disney own Beauty and the Beast, the animation.
Rating: PG/Romance Author's Note: This is chapter 18! Thank you for reviewing guys! Acknowledging Blimey411, Angelgirl89uk, sailorministar, shikonjewel, Akuma Canadian Angel, Vanillastar, Sarah Baggins. Also someone reviewed without adding his or her name. Please add your name next time because your reviews mean a lot.
In fear, curiosity, and false bravery, the mob raged on to the castle. Hermione Granger and Harry Potter locked in the inn's basement, await the unforgivable curse the Death Eater would cast on them. Unless . . .
"Hermione, you can open your eyes now." Harry whispered to her.
Hermione's eyelids relaxed and fluttered open. "What happened?"
"I haven't the idea," Harry said. Hermione followed his gaze and saw Lucius Malfoy lying on the ground. "One minute his wand was pointed directly at us, next thing I know he collapsed."
"Just like that?" Hermione said.
"Exactly like that," Harry replied.
***
Ron's jaw dropped. Colin? How could have Colin done that? He wasn't a bad student or anything but he had never mastered one spell that could stun anybody. And a Death Eater! How could have he taken one of the most powerful Death Eaters?
Colin was trembling; he held his wand in his still outstretched hand.
Suddenly Chip broke the silence. "Oh yes! Death Eater is down!" He came out of the door dragging this large toolbox.
Ron finally snapped out of his shock. "Good job, Colin! Let's get Harry and Hermione out!"
***
Hermione saw red hair.
"Ron! You're here! Thank heavens, you came just in time and saved us!"
"Thanks, but it's Colin who shouted 'stupefy'. He actually stunned Lucius Malfoy."
"Colin?" Harry asked. He looked behind Ron and saw Colin pointing his wand towards an open toolbox.
"That's right. Ugh . . . this bloody window seems to be jammed!"
Harry looked back at Ron. "Yeah, Malfoy's dad melted the lock. We could probably apparate out of here, but not on Muggle grounds. Wait- Hermione do you know any kind of spell that could get us out of this situation?"
"It's not in the books, if I remember correctly. I don't know," Hermione replied.
"You DON'T KNOW! How can you NOT KNOW?" Ron asked in incredible disbelief.
"Well, do you expect me to know everything, Ron Weasley?"
"Yes! What did Malfoy do to you? Brainwash you?" Ron said.
"No, of course not- Oh no! Malfoy! We've got to warn him about the mob!" Hermione said.
"No way, Hermione!" Ron said. "This is the last time you and the rest of us is going back to that mansion. Besides, I don't think he cares what you say. He hates you."
"Actually, Lucius just clarified the opposite. Malfoy loves her, Ron," Harry said.
Ron's cheeks went a little pink. "Okay! What did you do?" He said towards Hermione.
"Nothing," Hermione said innocently. "Do you mind? We're suffocating in this basement!"
"I told you. I can't open the win-"
"Ron, watch out!" Hermione shouted as she and Harry ducked.
Ron jumped away as a hammer flew uncontrollably past him and broke the window glass.
Ron looked back at Chip and Colin, their fingers pointed at each other.
***
"I knew it, I knew it. It was foolish to get our hopes up," Cogsworth said to Lumiere and Mrs. Potts.
Draco had stayed locked up in the west wing for hours and no one dared disturbed him.
"Maybe it would have been better if she had never come at all," Lumiere agreed, though in his heart he knew it had made his master a better person.
Suddenly the front gate of the castle was opened violently. Upon hearing this, Lumiere, Cogsworth, and Mrs. Potts raced to the window.
"Could it be. . ?" Cogsworth said with a more hopeful tone in his voice.
"Is it she?" Mrs. Potts asked.
Lumiere withdrew suddenly from the window. "Sacre bleu, invaders!"
Cogsworth went to take a look. "Encroachers!"
Mrs. Potts looked at Gaston. "And they have the mirror!"
Cogsworth brought himself up ready to issue some orders. "Warn the master. If it's a fight they want, we'll be ready for them. Who's with me?"
The others were already way ahead of him.
***
"Cut it down!" yelled Gaston, as some people got out their axes and started to strike at the tree. The mob carried the log and smashed the castle's gate open.
"Take whatever booty you can find, but remember, the sorcerer is mine!" Gaston shouted at the mob. The crowd marched to the castle's door.
Meanwhile, all the house-elves living in the castle came together to find away out of the coming ordeal. The house-elves tried their best not to panic, locking and throwing bolts on the door.
"Hearts ablaze, banners high! We go marching into battle, unafraid, although the danger just increased!"
Outside the mob shouted, "Raise the flag, sing the song. Here we come, we're fifty strong. And fifty Frenchmen can't be wrong! Let's kill them all!"
***
Mrs. Potts knew she had to do something. She stepped into the west wing.
"Pardon me, master," she said. She didn't even want to look at him. Seeing her master angry was horrible but seeing him sad was worse. Though his tear- stained face was turned away from her, his body language said already too much. His back was slouched as he sat on the huge armchair, clutching his cloak around him. Broken chair legs were around him. His arm was bleeding- no the dark mark on his arm was bleeding.
"Leave me in peace," He said to her.
Is he absurd? Mrs. Potts knew that he knew people were invading his castle. "But sir! The mansion is under attack!"
"I said leave," Draco said again in that same hollow voice.
"What shall we do?" Mrs. Potts said, hoping he would say something . . .anything that could stop the invaders.
"It doesn't matter now. I don't care anymore," Draco said so sadly and slowly that Mrs. Potts even flinched. "Without Hermione, I'm nothing anyway."
"Master?"
"Just let them come."
***
"Kill the Sorcerer! Kill the Sorcerer!" The door was going to break, despite the effort of the house elves. The log the mob carried bashed on the door several times, it was only a matter of time until . . .
"This isn't working," Lumiere said. He didn't have an idea, was he losing his touch? "Confound it Lumiere," He scolded himself.
"Oh, Lumiere! We must do something!" The house elf beside him said.
The lights grew dimmer. Lumiere looked around him. The house-elves were pushing the door, their foreheads creasing. He looked in front of him but the hall was empty. He had a couple of candlesticks in his hand.
"Oh no! We're done for!" Cogsworth wailed.
"Wait, I know!" Lumiere said, his eyes lighting up.
***
The castle's door fell to the ground. The mob, with Gaston leading them, stepped inside. The hall was dark and empty, except for a few candlesticks, unlit, and aligned in front of the staircase.
The whole mob filed inside and looked around in silence.
"NOW!" Lumiere shouted. House elves lit the candles and the hall was brought to life as the crowd of people backed away. Though small as they are, Malfoy's house elves weren't pacifists.
"OUCH!" One person ran out as his pants were set on fire. Other people had crème brulee ( a/n: I really don't know how to spell it.) and icing all over their faces. The wardrobe elf was jumping up and down happily after smudging lipstick on two men's cheeks and forehead.
(a/n: Okay that was lame. Don't bother flaming me.)
To tell the truth it looked more like a big party than a battle.
The mob ran out, eyes wide and screaming, away from the mansion. The Ministry of Magic is going to have a lot of explaining to do.
***
"We've got to get to Malfoy fast!" Hermione said, jumping onto Philippe. Colin and Ron scramble on the stolen horse as Harry grabs Chip and they both get behind Hermione.
"Hermione?" Harry says as the five of them (a/n: Colin, Ron, Chip, Harry, and Hermione. Yup, that's five excluding the two horses) rode to the woods.
"Yes?"
"About Malfoy," Harry asks.
"Harry, please!"
" No, it's not that. I just have one question."
"What is it?"
"I don't know what went on in that mansion-but when you came back you seemed different."
"Is that a question?" Hermione asked.
"Well, this is. Hermione, do you-you know-love him?"
Hermione looked at him then turned away. Harry was surprised to see a tear stroll down her cheek, but at least he knew her answer.
***
The house elves celebrate their victory. Unfortunately, not even one of them saw Gaston, who broke away from the crowd, silently going up the stairs searching for the sorcerer. After opening a few doors and finding it empty, he gritted his teeth.
* Where are you? I know you're here somewhere. *
He looks at the mirror. "Show me the wizard in this castle."
The mirror showed Draco's back and an open window. Thunder sounded. Gaston looked up and raced another flight of stairs. He readied his crossbow and kicked open the door. Gaston peered in.
And there the sorcerer was.
Gaston grins evilly. He raises his crossbow and takes aim.
A/N: There you have it. Okay this chapter may seem a bit shorter and not as exciting but I promised the next one will be better. Oh, there could be some fluff. You've been warned. Please review and I hope you enjoyed this.
Actor Richard Harris rest in peace.
Author: Mjade
Summary: Draco/Mione fic. One year after graduation. Ron and Harry go exploring and when they don't come back Hermione begins to worry. I know the title is corny but I named it that because the plot line is based on that.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and Walt Disney own Beauty and the Beast, the animation.
Rating: PG/Romance Author's Note: This is chapter 18! Thank you for reviewing guys! Acknowledging Blimey411, Angelgirl89uk, sailorministar, shikonjewel, Akuma Canadian Angel, Vanillastar, Sarah Baggins. Also someone reviewed without adding his or her name. Please add your name next time because your reviews mean a lot.
In fear, curiosity, and false bravery, the mob raged on to the castle. Hermione Granger and Harry Potter locked in the inn's basement, await the unforgivable curse the Death Eater would cast on them. Unless . . .
"Hermione, you can open your eyes now." Harry whispered to her.
Hermione's eyelids relaxed and fluttered open. "What happened?"
"I haven't the idea," Harry said. Hermione followed his gaze and saw Lucius Malfoy lying on the ground. "One minute his wand was pointed directly at us, next thing I know he collapsed."
"Just like that?" Hermione said.
"Exactly like that," Harry replied.
***
Ron's jaw dropped. Colin? How could have Colin done that? He wasn't a bad student or anything but he had never mastered one spell that could stun anybody. And a Death Eater! How could have he taken one of the most powerful Death Eaters?
Colin was trembling; he held his wand in his still outstretched hand.
Suddenly Chip broke the silence. "Oh yes! Death Eater is down!" He came out of the door dragging this large toolbox.
Ron finally snapped out of his shock. "Good job, Colin! Let's get Harry and Hermione out!"
***
Hermione saw red hair.
"Ron! You're here! Thank heavens, you came just in time and saved us!"
"Thanks, but it's Colin who shouted 'stupefy'. He actually stunned Lucius Malfoy."
"Colin?" Harry asked. He looked behind Ron and saw Colin pointing his wand towards an open toolbox.
"That's right. Ugh . . . this bloody window seems to be jammed!"
Harry looked back at Ron. "Yeah, Malfoy's dad melted the lock. We could probably apparate out of here, but not on Muggle grounds. Wait- Hermione do you know any kind of spell that could get us out of this situation?"
"It's not in the books, if I remember correctly. I don't know," Hermione replied.
"You DON'T KNOW! How can you NOT KNOW?" Ron asked in incredible disbelief.
"Well, do you expect me to know everything, Ron Weasley?"
"Yes! What did Malfoy do to you? Brainwash you?" Ron said.
"No, of course not- Oh no! Malfoy! We've got to warn him about the mob!" Hermione said.
"No way, Hermione!" Ron said. "This is the last time you and the rest of us is going back to that mansion. Besides, I don't think he cares what you say. He hates you."
"Actually, Lucius just clarified the opposite. Malfoy loves her, Ron," Harry said.
Ron's cheeks went a little pink. "Okay! What did you do?" He said towards Hermione.
"Nothing," Hermione said innocently. "Do you mind? We're suffocating in this basement!"
"I told you. I can't open the win-"
"Ron, watch out!" Hermione shouted as she and Harry ducked.
Ron jumped away as a hammer flew uncontrollably past him and broke the window glass.
Ron looked back at Chip and Colin, their fingers pointed at each other.
***
"I knew it, I knew it. It was foolish to get our hopes up," Cogsworth said to Lumiere and Mrs. Potts.
Draco had stayed locked up in the west wing for hours and no one dared disturbed him.
"Maybe it would have been better if she had never come at all," Lumiere agreed, though in his heart he knew it had made his master a better person.
Suddenly the front gate of the castle was opened violently. Upon hearing this, Lumiere, Cogsworth, and Mrs. Potts raced to the window.
"Could it be. . ?" Cogsworth said with a more hopeful tone in his voice.
"Is it she?" Mrs. Potts asked.
Lumiere withdrew suddenly from the window. "Sacre bleu, invaders!"
Cogsworth went to take a look. "Encroachers!"
Mrs. Potts looked at Gaston. "And they have the mirror!"
Cogsworth brought himself up ready to issue some orders. "Warn the master. If it's a fight they want, we'll be ready for them. Who's with me?"
The others were already way ahead of him.
***
"Cut it down!" yelled Gaston, as some people got out their axes and started to strike at the tree. The mob carried the log and smashed the castle's gate open.
"Take whatever booty you can find, but remember, the sorcerer is mine!" Gaston shouted at the mob. The crowd marched to the castle's door.
Meanwhile, all the house-elves living in the castle came together to find away out of the coming ordeal. The house-elves tried their best not to panic, locking and throwing bolts on the door.
"Hearts ablaze, banners high! We go marching into battle, unafraid, although the danger just increased!"
Outside the mob shouted, "Raise the flag, sing the song. Here we come, we're fifty strong. And fifty Frenchmen can't be wrong! Let's kill them all!"
***
Mrs. Potts knew she had to do something. She stepped into the west wing.
"Pardon me, master," she said. She didn't even want to look at him. Seeing her master angry was horrible but seeing him sad was worse. Though his tear- stained face was turned away from her, his body language said already too much. His back was slouched as he sat on the huge armchair, clutching his cloak around him. Broken chair legs were around him. His arm was bleeding- no the dark mark on his arm was bleeding.
"Leave me in peace," He said to her.
Is he absurd? Mrs. Potts knew that he knew people were invading his castle. "But sir! The mansion is under attack!"
"I said leave," Draco said again in that same hollow voice.
"What shall we do?" Mrs. Potts said, hoping he would say something . . .anything that could stop the invaders.
"It doesn't matter now. I don't care anymore," Draco said so sadly and slowly that Mrs. Potts even flinched. "Without Hermione, I'm nothing anyway."
"Master?"
"Just let them come."
***
"Kill the Sorcerer! Kill the Sorcerer!" The door was going to break, despite the effort of the house elves. The log the mob carried bashed on the door several times, it was only a matter of time until . . .
"This isn't working," Lumiere said. He didn't have an idea, was he losing his touch? "Confound it Lumiere," He scolded himself.
"Oh, Lumiere! We must do something!" The house elf beside him said.
The lights grew dimmer. Lumiere looked around him. The house-elves were pushing the door, their foreheads creasing. He looked in front of him but the hall was empty. He had a couple of candlesticks in his hand.
"Oh no! We're done for!" Cogsworth wailed.
"Wait, I know!" Lumiere said, his eyes lighting up.
***
The castle's door fell to the ground. The mob, with Gaston leading them, stepped inside. The hall was dark and empty, except for a few candlesticks, unlit, and aligned in front of the staircase.
The whole mob filed inside and looked around in silence.
"NOW!" Lumiere shouted. House elves lit the candles and the hall was brought to life as the crowd of people backed away. Though small as they are, Malfoy's house elves weren't pacifists.
"OUCH!" One person ran out as his pants were set on fire. Other people had crème brulee ( a/n: I really don't know how to spell it.) and icing all over their faces. The wardrobe elf was jumping up and down happily after smudging lipstick on two men's cheeks and forehead.
(a/n: Okay that was lame. Don't bother flaming me.)
To tell the truth it looked more like a big party than a battle.
The mob ran out, eyes wide and screaming, away from the mansion. The Ministry of Magic is going to have a lot of explaining to do.
***
"We've got to get to Malfoy fast!" Hermione said, jumping onto Philippe. Colin and Ron scramble on the stolen horse as Harry grabs Chip and they both get behind Hermione.
"Hermione?" Harry says as the five of them (a/n: Colin, Ron, Chip, Harry, and Hermione. Yup, that's five excluding the two horses) rode to the woods.
"Yes?"
"About Malfoy," Harry asks.
"Harry, please!"
" No, it's not that. I just have one question."
"What is it?"
"I don't know what went on in that mansion-but when you came back you seemed different."
"Is that a question?" Hermione asked.
"Well, this is. Hermione, do you-you know-love him?"
Hermione looked at him then turned away. Harry was surprised to see a tear stroll down her cheek, but at least he knew her answer.
***
The house elves celebrate their victory. Unfortunately, not even one of them saw Gaston, who broke away from the crowd, silently going up the stairs searching for the sorcerer. After opening a few doors and finding it empty, he gritted his teeth.
* Where are you? I know you're here somewhere. *
He looks at the mirror. "Show me the wizard in this castle."
The mirror showed Draco's back and an open window. Thunder sounded. Gaston looked up and raced another flight of stairs. He readied his crossbow and kicked open the door. Gaston peered in.
And there the sorcerer was.
Gaston grins evilly. He raises his crossbow and takes aim.
A/N: There you have it. Okay this chapter may seem a bit shorter and not as exciting but I promised the next one will be better. Oh, there could be some fluff. You've been warned. Please review and I hope you enjoyed this.
Actor Richard Harris rest in peace.