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Spirit of the Wind
Chapter Eight: The End Is Coming
Ok! I need reviews (no reviews = no writing!) Dude! I am so hyped up! Only 2 more days and I'll be on a plane to white, sandy beaches! I'm going to Mexico!!!!!! Yeah! I just went shopping today and I got two pairs of shorts and three tank tops and these really, really, really, really kawaii (cute) shoes! They're like platform sandals with little flowers, and………ok I'm talking WAY too much. Ok? Ok! I'm gonna WRITE NOW!
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Kirone felt her heart leap into her throat as she sought out that oh- so-familiar voice. She spotted a cloaked figure in the corner. It was cloaked in black and a cowl covered its features. It stepped into the light revealing his clothes not to be black, but a dark navy. A battered and weathered hand pulled down the cowl of its cloak. Upon realizing his identity the entire Hall gasped, even Dumbledore.
"Oh my god!" Kirone screamed. Flying off the stage she raced towards the man, changing back into her gown as she did so. Then the student body was stunned even further as she flung herself into the man's arms. "What are you doing here?" She asked into the muffled expanse of his robe. He patted her head, "It's time………" her head snapped up and she searched his eyes. "Are you sure………but surely his has spies………" He shook his head slowly; silencing her. "He is too close, it does not matter now." Silently she took the man's hand and led him back to the stage. The girls had already changed back into their gowns and were impatiently waiting for the platforms to finish lowering into the floor. Slowly and with deliberate steps she walked to the microphone that Hermione had previously been using. "Umm……hello, I'm sure most of you know who this is but not why he's here. For the benefit of the younger years I will introduce him, "This…………………is Nicholas Flammel. He is………well he's………well he made me."
Nicholas patted her shoulder encouragingly. She smiled faintly and nodded. She placed her hands beside her stomach, palms facing each other and closed her eyes. Her image flickered slightly and then began to fade. Her body became more transparent while a red glow in her stomach was getting exponentially brighter. Soon she was more ghost-like than human, and she appeared to be a hologram. Her hands moved slightly and lifted upwards until they hovered in front of her chest. Floating lazily in between her hands was a small, circular, red stone.
"It's the Sorcerer's Stone!" Harry's surprised voice rang out, "But……" Robes swished and plates clinked as Dumbledore stood. His high backed chair grated softly on the gray, cobblestone floor, and he cleared his throat gruffly, "Yes...I told you that Nicholas and I had destroyed the stone, but the stone had become a sentient, intelligent entity. It created a conscience of its own. It……evolved creating new powers as it did so. We couldn't destroy a living being so we speeded up its evolution. It created a human shell around itself to protect itself. We were unable to protect her so near to Voldemort's headquarters so we sent her off to Tokyo, Japan where she befriended the legendary Sailor Senshi. They then sacrificed themselves selflessly to protect her from Voldemort and his army of Death Eaters and Dementors. Now that Nicholas is here can only mean one thing. Voldemort is coming. The final battle is drawing near…" The teachers looked at Dumbledore with disbelief, and the students cowered together in fear.
Kirone quickly scanned the crowd. Slate-gray eyes met her obsidian ones. His pale face was now totally drained of color and he looked at her in denial and disbelief. Kirone lowered her head slightly unable to hold his penetrating gaze. When she looked up again his expression was one of anger and disappointment. Then he turned and shoved his way through the crowd. Her heat shattered. She had to explain, had to make him understand. Leaping off the stage she called out, "Draco! No!" she fluttered a but and then touched down in the center of the Hall. Fearful students sprang out of her way as if she was a disease. She saw her friends worried looks, but, thankfully, they did not interfere.
She could no longer think. Her mind was completely numb as she ran farther and farther. Her legs ached. Sending up fiery pains. She was oblivious to it all. She simply let go and let her heart guide her legs. Where would he go!? she thought. Then she was outside. Rain beat down relentlessly upon her. All of her thoughts about her hair and her new dress were pushed to the back of her mind. She soon found herself at the Quidditch Field. She looked around futilely and then spotted him in the center of the field, his black attire caused him to blend perfectly into the night. She ran to him blindly; arms outstretched. She stumbled once in the thick mud, but she raced forward again. When she was only a few feet away she slowed down and stopped, panting softly.
He didn't even turn to face her as he spoke, "You lied to me..." "Draco, I had to..." He turned and snarled at her, "I thought you were different, Yaamahi…" "Don't call me that…" she whispered softly. "It thought with you…things would be different. But you're just like all the others." He had tears in his eyes, and Kirone let her own fall down her face. Lightening cracked nearby showering the field in a brief flash off light. She moved closer to him, "Don't you think I wanted to tell you?! I would've died to tell you everything, but I couldn't! Please, Draco………don't be like this…………I………I…………I lov…" She was cut off as Draco's mouth covered hers. She moaned into his mouth as his hands roamed all over her body. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer. His hands clamped down on her buttocks and he crushed her body against his. The curves of their bodies were perfectly matched as if they had been made out of the same mold.
The drenching rain and violent winds only fueled their passion more. Kirone's once silver hair was now a dark gray; almost black, and her violet gown was now dark black and covered in mud. Draco's blond hair was plastered down on his head, and his polo shirt was becoming slightly see- through. The hem of his pants was totally encased in mud. He broke from the kiss only to plant hungry kisses all along her neck. Kirone leaned back, and dug her nails into his shoulders. He planted ravishing kisses down to her chest, and she moaned in ecstasy. She leaned forward again and snaked her hands underneath his polo shirt while gnawing aggressively on his earlobe. Then their primal hormones took over. Draco grabbed her buttocks again and picking her up slammed her against the wall of the broom shed. The pain went unnoticed as she wrapped her legs around his waist. The kisses that he planted along her throat combined with the bulge in his pants brushing against her thigh sent her into spirals of ecstasy, as he slammed her against the wall again and again.
Thunder rolled in the sky and lightening flashed again. A sickening crack went unheard by the couple as a nearby tree was hit by lightening and burst into flames. Draco carried her out of the storm and into the broom shed. Kirone pushed him down onto the ground, so that she was on top of him. Her long silver hair shielded both of their faces as they exchanged hot, passionate kisses. "I love you so much, Kiri," he whispered. "And I love you too, Draco……………so much."
Draco's hands slid to her back and he struggled to undo the wet knots that held her dress. Unhooking her strapless bra he tugged it off. His hands began to roam to the front of her, but she placed her own hands on his - stopping them. "No……" she moaned, "I just want to enjoy this…………" A huge gust of wind swept inside the broom shed knocking over brooms, and slamming the shed door shut.
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The smell of dawn and wet grass reached Kirone's nose. She rubbed her face with her hand only to see that is was streaked with mud. Cold drizzle rained down on her feet, and she pulled them back in from the reopened doorway and back inside the broom shed, for that was where she was. All the events of the previous night hit her like a twenty-pound brick.
"Draco!" she gasped. She struggled to stand upright, but was pinned down by an arm around her waist. She turned her head slightly to see Draco sleeping peacefully beside her, his arms around her and his legs wrapped in hers. "Draco……Draco……" She whispered; shaking him gently. When this did not rouse him she blew softly into his ear. He awoke with a start and reflexively grabbed Kirone and pulled her on top of him and caught her in a deep kiss. When he finally broke away from the kiss Kirone tried to regain her breath, "G'Morning to you too!" He blinked the last of the sleep away from his eyes, his arms never releasing her. He grinned "Kiri, what are you doing in my dorm?" he asked seductively, waggling his eyebrows. She sighed and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. "We're not in your room. We're still at the Quidditch Field." He looked a bit disappointed, but then he smiled. "I'm sure everyone is wondering where we ran off to………well they'll be missing me……not so much you." Helping her to her feet she punched him playfully on the arm. "You wish!"
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Kirone sighed quietly and peeled off her ruined gown. Placing it in a large garbage bag she magically sent it off to the garbage. Sparing a glance at the grandfather clock in her room she let out the breath she had been holding in. It was 5:33, nobody would be up yet. Plus she hoped she could get a few more hours off sleep before her friends wanted to do something. She decided to take a quick shower first so she stepped into the steaming water quietly humming "You Belong To Me'.
She padded quietly over to her wardrobe and pulled out a large baggy T-shirt with the words 'Bite Me' on it. She quickly confined her wet hair into a long braid that hung down over her shoulder. She looked around the room to make sure she hadn't woken up any of her friends, and then she slipped into her warm covers and fell promptly asleep.
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Surprisingly, Kirone woke before her friends, and groaned as the numbers '8:14' blazed in red digital numbers at her from her bedside clock. Not able to resist the opportunity to play a prank on her friends she grabbed her wand from her bedside table, and muttered a variation on the levitating charm. Instead of causing things to float the charm caused a great, chilling wind to come bursting into their room blowing off all of the girls covers and practically knock them out of their beds as well. Kirone snickered while clutching tight to her warm covers and her bedpost.
Three disgruntled girls scowled at her and began to get ready for breakfast. Kirone pulled her slightly damp hair into two low ponytails on each side of her head and applied a smidgen of make-up. She decided on an off the shoulder emerald shirt that stopped just above her mid-driff, and that had sleeves that ended in a point and attached to her middle finger with a loop and dark blue denim flares. Black suspenders completed the outfit, and accented her curves perfectly.
Kirone quickly rushed the girls out of the room and they had to struggle to keep up. When questioned about her strenuous pace she replied that she was really hungry. They reached the hall at 9:08 and were not the first ones there. They took seats around each other near the center of the Gryffindor table, and dug into their breakfasts with a vengeance.
Kirone's obsidian eyes swept along the Slytherin table beneath half- hooded lids. They passed a shot of pale blond hair and they swept back to focus on the owner. He was talking with Marcus Flint - Quidditch strategy most likely, when he broke away suddenly and slate eyes met hers. She was unable to break away from his alluring gaze, and she stared dreamily at him. He winked at her and smirked as her head swiveled away and a light blush graced her cheeks.
Katie and Angelina stopped their conversation about the pranks they were going to play on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, and Hermione looked up, startled, from her Arithmancy book. "Who are you staring at Kiri?" Angelina asked, rather loudly. Several heads popped up at this rather large interruption. "Malfoy?" Katie added in a whisper. " No Goldielocks!" Kirone snapped, rather peevishly. "Of course Draco."
Having said this all three girls turned and stared, open mouthed, at Draco Malfoy. Continuing to add to Kirone's embarrassment they began to whisper and point at both of them. Her face was now bright red, and Draco's was beginning to turn red as well. Leaning over the table she grabbed the back of their shirts and pulled them around. "So what do we have planned to do today?" She asked rather loudly, trying to get them off the subject of her love life. "Well, " Katie said around a mouthful of pancakes, "We were thinking about broom tag……"Kirone found herself grinning along with her best friends, "Sounds great! But! We need more players!" "No problem!" Hermione said with a smirk. "I gotcha covered." With a wave off her wand bright purple letters appeared at the front of the Great Hall. The huge sparkling letters explained that a game of broom tag was going to commence at the Quidditch Field after breakfast at approximately 10 o'clock.
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At 10:05 a large crowd was gathered at the Quidditch Field. Soon everyone had been given a broom, and was hovering slightly above the field. "Ok now we need to decide who is it………you each have a number, and my lovely assistant," Kirone motioned to Hermione, "…will draw a number out of a hat. Remember that this is group tag. Once you are tagged you try to tag other people as well. The last person standing wins! Fred, George, drum roll please." The twins pounded obligingly on the ground with their feet. "52!"
"RON'S IT!" Most of the girls let out ear-piercing screams and shot away from Ron. Soon everyone was up in the air whizzing and darting about. Ron managed to tag a Ravenclaw girl, and together the cornered Fred and George and tagged them as well.
Half an hour later more than half the players had been tagged and the game had moved out to include the entire school grounds. Kirone, Katie, Hermione, and Angelina had managed to avoid being tagged, but all of them had had a few close encounters.
Ron's victorious cry echoed across the ground, and nearly knocked them off their brooms. They turned to see that the entire group of taggers had cornered Harry against the Whomping Willow and tagged him. Then they were on the move again with Harry chasing them on his Firebolt. With his quick seeker reflexes he managed to tag Hermione. "No, 'Mione!" Katie called out melodramatically, "don't succumb to the dark side!" While she was 'weeping' Hermione lashed out and grabbed at her heels barely missing her. Then Hermione swerved off in pursuit of easier prey.
Five minutes later the remaining members of the group were split up as the whole Weasley family came at them from all sides. Katie dove down and to the left with Ron and Ginny on her tail. Angelina went down and right only centimeters ahead of the twins. Kirone shot upwards and found herself face to face with Draco. Noticing the red armband that marked the people who were it she resettled herself on her broom. She laughed and her eyes glittered "So the mighty Draco Malfoy has fallen!" He snorted and smirked "It took the whole team and Potter to do it." "Well all's fair in love and war." He began to circle her; waiting. Turning abruptly she mocked at him from over her shoulder, "Eat my dust!"
She shot forward and around the towers of Hogwarts. She stopped and looked back for a second only to see Draco coming at her, his black robes and scarf whipping around him in the wind. Their chase led them all over the grounds and even came dangerously close to the frozen lake. She paused only long enough to distract Ron and Ginny off of Katie's trail, and then Draco became too close and she had to dart off again.
Their frantic pursuit had gone on for quite a while and more people had been tagged. They paused across from each other near the Hufflepuff Tower. Their faces were pink from the wind and their hair was windblown and in disarray. Kirone licked her lips longingly and her fingers twitched wanting to tame his wild hair. Draco moved forward slightly and his eyes glazed over slightly. A girl's scream snapped Kirone out of her fantasizing, and she shook her head violently. This was not the time or place. Dipping down the front off her broom she zoomed down underneath Draco, and raced towards Hagrid's Hut.
Halfway there she collided softly with someone. She turned to see that she had upset Katie. The girl struggled back onto her broom with a bit of help from Kirone. "Thanks, Kiri!" she wheezed, "Angie's been tagged……There's a huge group following me. I managed to lose them at the Whomping Willow, but they'll be here soon." "Yeah, I've got Draco hot on my trail as well."
They only went a couple dozen feet before a group of students wearing red armbands burst in front of them; blocking their path. They spun around to see Draco practically on top of them with a huge group right behind him. Kirone fought back fake tears and gripped Katie's shoulder, "It looks like this is the end my friend………" Katie became emotional as well and flung her hand to her forehead, "Oh………why me……?" The grabbed each other's hands and lifted them above their heads and then executed a dramatic bow. "We surrender!" They called out in unison. Automatically red armbands appeared on the outside of their winter cloaks.
"Is that everyone?" Lavender Brown asked expectantly. Everyone looked around for any remaining players. "Where's Wood?" Marcus Flint growled with his arms crossed over his chest. His question was answered as Oliver flew over to them, his cloak unmarked by an armband. He grinned braggishly at Kirone. She snarled and looked at him in disgust, "Flying always was your specialty Wood." He looked slightly hurt at spiteful words. " Now, your love life on the other hand could use a bit of work." This comment brought lots of snickers especially from her friends and Slytherins. "Not to mention that while you are 'acting' all high and mighty...your fly is open." Now everyone was roaring with laughter. Even the Gryffindors were trying, unsuccessfully, to hold back chuckles.
Oliver glared at her-a frown line forming on his brow. Kirone glared right back-her chin set in a defiant way. After it was obvious there would be no more sharp-tongue remarks from Kirone, everyone began breaking off in search of better entertainment. Harry, Fred, George, Hermione, Katie, and Angelina tried in vain to pull their friends away, but they wouldn't budge. Defeated, the six flew back slightly and waited for one of them to break eye contact.
A warm touch on her shoulder, brought Kirone back to reality. Her body tingled in remembrance of that touch, and she turned to see Draco hovering beside her.
Her friends breathed a sigh of relief as the tension broke. Oliver on the other hand was surprised and a bit angry that 'he' had managed to break the 'Glare War'.
A wordless conversation went on between Draco and Kirone as they looked into each other's eyes. Finally giving up she nodded in defeat. He smirked at her and gave the 'V', for victory, sign and grabbed the sleeve of her robe; pulling her along behind him.
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"Come here, I wanna show you something!" Kirone obligingly followed him down the twisting halls and corridors. He walked briskly in front of her with his Nimbus 2001 over his shoulder. He stopped and turned once they reached the main entrance, and waited for her to catch up.
Soon they were walking down the path to Hagrid's Hut. Kirone leaned heavily on a tree behind the massive wood hut to rest. Her robes were slightly rumpled, and her face was pale with a few lines underneath her eyes. Her silvery hair was falling out of its loose ponytail and wisps framed her face; blowing in the early wind. Kirone hoped Draco couldn't see what a mess she was in the darkened pre-dawn. He hovered next to her on his broom and pulled her on in front of him.
"Why am I up this bloody early, love?" She yawned into his ear.
"Because, I want to show you something...." Kirone mumbled an incoherent reply that was probably sarcastic and then leaned back into Draco, and began to doze slightly.
The first rays of dawn woke her from her light nap just as her feet touched something solid. Wiping the sleep from her eyes she practically fell off the broom. Draco put one hand on her arm and the other over her eyes. She snorted in contempt.
"Love, You can't very well SHOW me anything, when I can't SEE!"
He didn't reply, but Kirone could picture him smirking down at her - his trademark smirk. She grinned up at him, "And you can wipe that smirk off your face, you prat!"
He coughed and stumbled slightly in shock. Then they were walking forward again. The 'ground' she was walking on seemed to slant downward and shift with her every step. The once gentle wind was now whipping at her with a vengeance; pulling more, moonlit strands out of place.
Suddenly Draco removed his hand from her eyes. She blinked several times to let her eyes adjust. The scene was beautiful. It seemed as if it were a painting - perfect in every way. They were standing next to one of the four towers. In the distance the sun was just peeking above the horizon; playing dancing pictures on everything below it. The rising sun was framed by the tall trees of the Forbidden Forest and surrounded by a small lake. The lake seemed to glow and it made watery shapes on the trunks of the trees.
Strong arms went around her waist and pulled her close. She craned her neck around to look at him in wonder.
"Oh, it's so beautiful from up here, Draco! I…" He interrupted her. "Look!"
She turned back in anticipation, and smiled; tears beginning to form at the corners of her eyes. A huge swarm of butterflies whisked out of the forest and dance around in the wind in front of the sun, completing the picturesque moment.
"It's not quite perfect yet, " He said in her ear. He turned her toward the tower. She now realized it to be Gryffindor's.
"Normally, I see you there - leaning out the window, staring at the sunrise; watching it with me."
Kirone blushed. She had thought no one knew of her early-morning endeavors. Quickly recovering, she trilled twice, and a butterfly fluttered away from the pack to alight on her outstretched finger. Draco was trying to hide his surprise.
"This is a Black Heart butterfly. Many think it is just a legendary creature, but I think you need to hear it - no doubt Hermione has already connected the two, but I digress. Would you like to hear the story?"
Draco nodded eagerly, and Kirone sat down pulling herself into Draco's lap and began.
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Hey! I finally got this up! Anyway, the 'Black Heart' story is going to be all of next chapter. I have it written out on paper, but haven't had the time to type it up yet. Maybe if more people review, I might be inspired to type it faster….::hint::hint::
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Spirit of the Wind
Chapter Eight: The End Is Coming
Ok! I need reviews (no reviews = no writing!) Dude! I am so hyped up! Only 2 more days and I'll be on a plane to white, sandy beaches! I'm going to Mexico!!!!!! Yeah! I just went shopping today and I got two pairs of shorts and three tank tops and these really, really, really, really kawaii (cute) shoes! They're like platform sandals with little flowers, and………ok I'm talking WAY too much. Ok? Ok! I'm gonna WRITE NOW!
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Kirone felt her heart leap into her throat as she sought out that oh- so-familiar voice. She spotted a cloaked figure in the corner. It was cloaked in black and a cowl covered its features. It stepped into the light revealing his clothes not to be black, but a dark navy. A battered and weathered hand pulled down the cowl of its cloak. Upon realizing his identity the entire Hall gasped, even Dumbledore.
"Oh my god!" Kirone screamed. Flying off the stage she raced towards the man, changing back into her gown as she did so. Then the student body was stunned even further as she flung herself into the man's arms. "What are you doing here?" She asked into the muffled expanse of his robe. He patted her head, "It's time………" her head snapped up and she searched his eyes. "Are you sure………but surely his has spies………" He shook his head slowly; silencing her. "He is too close, it does not matter now." Silently she took the man's hand and led him back to the stage. The girls had already changed back into their gowns and were impatiently waiting for the platforms to finish lowering into the floor. Slowly and with deliberate steps she walked to the microphone that Hermione had previously been using. "Umm……hello, I'm sure most of you know who this is but not why he's here. For the benefit of the younger years I will introduce him, "This…………………is Nicholas Flammel. He is………well he's………well he made me."
Nicholas patted her shoulder encouragingly. She smiled faintly and nodded. She placed her hands beside her stomach, palms facing each other and closed her eyes. Her image flickered slightly and then began to fade. Her body became more transparent while a red glow in her stomach was getting exponentially brighter. Soon she was more ghost-like than human, and she appeared to be a hologram. Her hands moved slightly and lifted upwards until they hovered in front of her chest. Floating lazily in between her hands was a small, circular, red stone.
"It's the Sorcerer's Stone!" Harry's surprised voice rang out, "But……" Robes swished and plates clinked as Dumbledore stood. His high backed chair grated softly on the gray, cobblestone floor, and he cleared his throat gruffly, "Yes...I told you that Nicholas and I had destroyed the stone, but the stone had become a sentient, intelligent entity. It created a conscience of its own. It……evolved creating new powers as it did so. We couldn't destroy a living being so we speeded up its evolution. It created a human shell around itself to protect itself. We were unable to protect her so near to Voldemort's headquarters so we sent her off to Tokyo, Japan where she befriended the legendary Sailor Senshi. They then sacrificed themselves selflessly to protect her from Voldemort and his army of Death Eaters and Dementors. Now that Nicholas is here can only mean one thing. Voldemort is coming. The final battle is drawing near…" The teachers looked at Dumbledore with disbelief, and the students cowered together in fear.
Kirone quickly scanned the crowd. Slate-gray eyes met her obsidian ones. His pale face was now totally drained of color and he looked at her in denial and disbelief. Kirone lowered her head slightly unable to hold his penetrating gaze. When she looked up again his expression was one of anger and disappointment. Then he turned and shoved his way through the crowd. Her heat shattered. She had to explain, had to make him understand. Leaping off the stage she called out, "Draco! No!" she fluttered a but and then touched down in the center of the Hall. Fearful students sprang out of her way as if she was a disease. She saw her friends worried looks, but, thankfully, they did not interfere.
She could no longer think. Her mind was completely numb as she ran farther and farther. Her legs ached. Sending up fiery pains. She was oblivious to it all. She simply let go and let her heart guide her legs. Where would he go!? she thought. Then she was outside. Rain beat down relentlessly upon her. All of her thoughts about her hair and her new dress were pushed to the back of her mind. She soon found herself at the Quidditch Field. She looked around futilely and then spotted him in the center of the field, his black attire caused him to blend perfectly into the night. She ran to him blindly; arms outstretched. She stumbled once in the thick mud, but she raced forward again. When she was only a few feet away she slowed down and stopped, panting softly.
He didn't even turn to face her as he spoke, "You lied to me..." "Draco, I had to..." He turned and snarled at her, "I thought you were different, Yaamahi…" "Don't call me that…" she whispered softly. "It thought with you…things would be different. But you're just like all the others." He had tears in his eyes, and Kirone let her own fall down her face. Lightening cracked nearby showering the field in a brief flash off light. She moved closer to him, "Don't you think I wanted to tell you?! I would've died to tell you everything, but I couldn't! Please, Draco………don't be like this…………I………I…………I lov…" She was cut off as Draco's mouth covered hers. She moaned into his mouth as his hands roamed all over her body. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer. His hands clamped down on her buttocks and he crushed her body against his. The curves of their bodies were perfectly matched as if they had been made out of the same mold.
The drenching rain and violent winds only fueled their passion more. Kirone's once silver hair was now a dark gray; almost black, and her violet gown was now dark black and covered in mud. Draco's blond hair was plastered down on his head, and his polo shirt was becoming slightly see- through. The hem of his pants was totally encased in mud. He broke from the kiss only to plant hungry kisses all along her neck. Kirone leaned back, and dug her nails into his shoulders. He planted ravishing kisses down to her chest, and she moaned in ecstasy. She leaned forward again and snaked her hands underneath his polo shirt while gnawing aggressively on his earlobe. Then their primal hormones took over. Draco grabbed her buttocks again and picking her up slammed her against the wall of the broom shed. The pain went unnoticed as she wrapped her legs around his waist. The kisses that he planted along her throat combined with the bulge in his pants brushing against her thigh sent her into spirals of ecstasy, as he slammed her against the wall again and again.
Thunder rolled in the sky and lightening flashed again. A sickening crack went unheard by the couple as a nearby tree was hit by lightening and burst into flames. Draco carried her out of the storm and into the broom shed. Kirone pushed him down onto the ground, so that she was on top of him. Her long silver hair shielded both of their faces as they exchanged hot, passionate kisses. "I love you so much, Kiri," he whispered. "And I love you too, Draco……………so much."
Draco's hands slid to her back and he struggled to undo the wet knots that held her dress. Unhooking her strapless bra he tugged it off. His hands began to roam to the front of her, but she placed her own hands on his - stopping them. "No……" she moaned, "I just want to enjoy this…………" A huge gust of wind swept inside the broom shed knocking over brooms, and slamming the shed door shut.
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The smell of dawn and wet grass reached Kirone's nose. She rubbed her face with her hand only to see that is was streaked with mud. Cold drizzle rained down on her feet, and she pulled them back in from the reopened doorway and back inside the broom shed, for that was where she was. All the events of the previous night hit her like a twenty-pound brick.
"Draco!" she gasped. She struggled to stand upright, but was pinned down by an arm around her waist. She turned her head slightly to see Draco sleeping peacefully beside her, his arms around her and his legs wrapped in hers. "Draco……Draco……" She whispered; shaking him gently. When this did not rouse him she blew softly into his ear. He awoke with a start and reflexively grabbed Kirone and pulled her on top of him and caught her in a deep kiss. When he finally broke away from the kiss Kirone tried to regain her breath, "G'Morning to you too!" He blinked the last of the sleep away from his eyes, his arms never releasing her. He grinned "Kiri, what are you doing in my dorm?" he asked seductively, waggling his eyebrows. She sighed and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. "We're not in your room. We're still at the Quidditch Field." He looked a bit disappointed, but then he smiled. "I'm sure everyone is wondering where we ran off to………well they'll be missing me……not so much you." Helping her to her feet she punched him playfully on the arm. "You wish!"
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Kirone sighed quietly and peeled off her ruined gown. Placing it in a large garbage bag she magically sent it off to the garbage. Sparing a glance at the grandfather clock in her room she let out the breath she had been holding in. It was 5:33, nobody would be up yet. Plus she hoped she could get a few more hours off sleep before her friends wanted to do something. She decided to take a quick shower first so she stepped into the steaming water quietly humming "You Belong To Me'.
She padded quietly over to her wardrobe and pulled out a large baggy T-shirt with the words 'Bite Me' on it. She quickly confined her wet hair into a long braid that hung down over her shoulder. She looked around the room to make sure she hadn't woken up any of her friends, and then she slipped into her warm covers and fell promptly asleep.
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Surprisingly, Kirone woke before her friends, and groaned as the numbers '8:14' blazed in red digital numbers at her from her bedside clock. Not able to resist the opportunity to play a prank on her friends she grabbed her wand from her bedside table, and muttered a variation on the levitating charm. Instead of causing things to float the charm caused a great, chilling wind to come bursting into their room blowing off all of the girls covers and practically knock them out of their beds as well. Kirone snickered while clutching tight to her warm covers and her bedpost.
Three disgruntled girls scowled at her and began to get ready for breakfast. Kirone pulled her slightly damp hair into two low ponytails on each side of her head and applied a smidgen of make-up. She decided on an off the shoulder emerald shirt that stopped just above her mid-driff, and that had sleeves that ended in a point and attached to her middle finger with a loop and dark blue denim flares. Black suspenders completed the outfit, and accented her curves perfectly.
Kirone quickly rushed the girls out of the room and they had to struggle to keep up. When questioned about her strenuous pace she replied that she was really hungry. They reached the hall at 9:08 and were not the first ones there. They took seats around each other near the center of the Gryffindor table, and dug into their breakfasts with a vengeance.
Kirone's obsidian eyes swept along the Slytherin table beneath half- hooded lids. They passed a shot of pale blond hair and they swept back to focus on the owner. He was talking with Marcus Flint - Quidditch strategy most likely, when he broke away suddenly and slate eyes met hers. She was unable to break away from his alluring gaze, and she stared dreamily at him. He winked at her and smirked as her head swiveled away and a light blush graced her cheeks.
Katie and Angelina stopped their conversation about the pranks they were going to play on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, and Hermione looked up, startled, from her Arithmancy book. "Who are you staring at Kiri?" Angelina asked, rather loudly. Several heads popped up at this rather large interruption. "Malfoy?" Katie added in a whisper. " No Goldielocks!" Kirone snapped, rather peevishly. "Of course Draco."
Having said this all three girls turned and stared, open mouthed, at Draco Malfoy. Continuing to add to Kirone's embarrassment they began to whisper and point at both of them. Her face was now bright red, and Draco's was beginning to turn red as well. Leaning over the table she grabbed the back of their shirts and pulled them around. "So what do we have planned to do today?" She asked rather loudly, trying to get them off the subject of her love life. "Well, " Katie said around a mouthful of pancakes, "We were thinking about broom tag……"Kirone found herself grinning along with her best friends, "Sounds great! But! We need more players!" "No problem!" Hermione said with a smirk. "I gotcha covered." With a wave off her wand bright purple letters appeared at the front of the Great Hall. The huge sparkling letters explained that a game of broom tag was going to commence at the Quidditch Field after breakfast at approximately 10 o'clock.
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At 10:05 a large crowd was gathered at the Quidditch Field. Soon everyone had been given a broom, and was hovering slightly above the field. "Ok now we need to decide who is it………you each have a number, and my lovely assistant," Kirone motioned to Hermione, "…will draw a number out of a hat. Remember that this is group tag. Once you are tagged you try to tag other people as well. The last person standing wins! Fred, George, drum roll please." The twins pounded obligingly on the ground with their feet. "52!"
"RON'S IT!" Most of the girls let out ear-piercing screams and shot away from Ron. Soon everyone was up in the air whizzing and darting about. Ron managed to tag a Ravenclaw girl, and together the cornered Fred and George and tagged them as well.
Half an hour later more than half the players had been tagged and the game had moved out to include the entire school grounds. Kirone, Katie, Hermione, and Angelina had managed to avoid being tagged, but all of them had had a few close encounters.
Ron's victorious cry echoed across the ground, and nearly knocked them off their brooms. They turned to see that the entire group of taggers had cornered Harry against the Whomping Willow and tagged him. Then they were on the move again with Harry chasing them on his Firebolt. With his quick seeker reflexes he managed to tag Hermione. "No, 'Mione!" Katie called out melodramatically, "don't succumb to the dark side!" While she was 'weeping' Hermione lashed out and grabbed at her heels barely missing her. Then Hermione swerved off in pursuit of easier prey.
Five minutes later the remaining members of the group were split up as the whole Weasley family came at them from all sides. Katie dove down and to the left with Ron and Ginny on her tail. Angelina went down and right only centimeters ahead of the twins. Kirone shot upwards and found herself face to face with Draco. Noticing the red armband that marked the people who were it she resettled herself on her broom. She laughed and her eyes glittered "So the mighty Draco Malfoy has fallen!" He snorted and smirked "It took the whole team and Potter to do it." "Well all's fair in love and war." He began to circle her; waiting. Turning abruptly she mocked at him from over her shoulder, "Eat my dust!"
She shot forward and around the towers of Hogwarts. She stopped and looked back for a second only to see Draco coming at her, his black robes and scarf whipping around him in the wind. Their chase led them all over the grounds and even came dangerously close to the frozen lake. She paused only long enough to distract Ron and Ginny off of Katie's trail, and then Draco became too close and she had to dart off again.
Their frantic pursuit had gone on for quite a while and more people had been tagged. They paused across from each other near the Hufflepuff Tower. Their faces were pink from the wind and their hair was windblown and in disarray. Kirone licked her lips longingly and her fingers twitched wanting to tame his wild hair. Draco moved forward slightly and his eyes glazed over slightly. A girl's scream snapped Kirone out of her fantasizing, and she shook her head violently. This was not the time or place. Dipping down the front off her broom she zoomed down underneath Draco, and raced towards Hagrid's Hut.
Halfway there she collided softly with someone. She turned to see that she had upset Katie. The girl struggled back onto her broom with a bit of help from Kirone. "Thanks, Kiri!" she wheezed, "Angie's been tagged……There's a huge group following me. I managed to lose them at the Whomping Willow, but they'll be here soon." "Yeah, I've got Draco hot on my trail as well."
They only went a couple dozen feet before a group of students wearing red armbands burst in front of them; blocking their path. They spun around to see Draco practically on top of them with a huge group right behind him. Kirone fought back fake tears and gripped Katie's shoulder, "It looks like this is the end my friend………" Katie became emotional as well and flung her hand to her forehead, "Oh………why me……?" The grabbed each other's hands and lifted them above their heads and then executed a dramatic bow. "We surrender!" They called out in unison. Automatically red armbands appeared on the outside of their winter cloaks.
"Is that everyone?" Lavender Brown asked expectantly. Everyone looked around for any remaining players. "Where's Wood?" Marcus Flint growled with his arms crossed over his chest. His question was answered as Oliver flew over to them, his cloak unmarked by an armband. He grinned braggishly at Kirone. She snarled and looked at him in disgust, "Flying always was your specialty Wood." He looked slightly hurt at spiteful words. " Now, your love life on the other hand could use a bit of work." This comment brought lots of snickers especially from her friends and Slytherins. "Not to mention that while you are 'acting' all high and mighty...your fly is open." Now everyone was roaring with laughter. Even the Gryffindors were trying, unsuccessfully, to hold back chuckles.
Oliver glared at her-a frown line forming on his brow. Kirone glared right back-her chin set in a defiant way. After it was obvious there would be no more sharp-tongue remarks from Kirone, everyone began breaking off in search of better entertainment. Harry, Fred, George, Hermione, Katie, and Angelina tried in vain to pull their friends away, but they wouldn't budge. Defeated, the six flew back slightly and waited for one of them to break eye contact.
A warm touch on her shoulder, brought Kirone back to reality. Her body tingled in remembrance of that touch, and she turned to see Draco hovering beside her.
Her friends breathed a sigh of relief as the tension broke. Oliver on the other hand was surprised and a bit angry that 'he' had managed to break the 'Glare War'.
A wordless conversation went on between Draco and Kirone as they looked into each other's eyes. Finally giving up she nodded in defeat. He smirked at her and gave the 'V', for victory, sign and grabbed the sleeve of her robe; pulling her along behind him.
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"Come here, I wanna show you something!" Kirone obligingly followed him down the twisting halls and corridors. He walked briskly in front of her with his Nimbus 2001 over his shoulder. He stopped and turned once they reached the main entrance, and waited for her to catch up.
Soon they were walking down the path to Hagrid's Hut. Kirone leaned heavily on a tree behind the massive wood hut to rest. Her robes were slightly rumpled, and her face was pale with a few lines underneath her eyes. Her silvery hair was falling out of its loose ponytail and wisps framed her face; blowing in the early wind. Kirone hoped Draco couldn't see what a mess she was in the darkened pre-dawn. He hovered next to her on his broom and pulled her on in front of him.
"Why am I up this bloody early, love?" She yawned into his ear.
"Because, I want to show you something...." Kirone mumbled an incoherent reply that was probably sarcastic and then leaned back into Draco, and began to doze slightly.
The first rays of dawn woke her from her light nap just as her feet touched something solid. Wiping the sleep from her eyes she practically fell off the broom. Draco put one hand on her arm and the other over her eyes. She snorted in contempt.
"Love, You can't very well SHOW me anything, when I can't SEE!"
He didn't reply, but Kirone could picture him smirking down at her - his trademark smirk. She grinned up at him, "And you can wipe that smirk off your face, you prat!"
He coughed and stumbled slightly in shock. Then they were walking forward again. The 'ground' she was walking on seemed to slant downward and shift with her every step. The once gentle wind was now whipping at her with a vengeance; pulling more, moonlit strands out of place.
Suddenly Draco removed his hand from her eyes. She blinked several times to let her eyes adjust. The scene was beautiful. It seemed as if it were a painting - perfect in every way. They were standing next to one of the four towers. In the distance the sun was just peeking above the horizon; playing dancing pictures on everything below it. The rising sun was framed by the tall trees of the Forbidden Forest and surrounded by a small lake. The lake seemed to glow and it made watery shapes on the trunks of the trees.
Strong arms went around her waist and pulled her close. She craned her neck around to look at him in wonder.
"Oh, it's so beautiful from up here, Draco! I…" He interrupted her. "Look!"
She turned back in anticipation, and smiled; tears beginning to form at the corners of her eyes. A huge swarm of butterflies whisked out of the forest and dance around in the wind in front of the sun, completing the picturesque moment.
"It's not quite perfect yet, " He said in her ear. He turned her toward the tower. She now realized it to be Gryffindor's.
"Normally, I see you there - leaning out the window, staring at the sunrise; watching it with me."
Kirone blushed. She had thought no one knew of her early-morning endeavors. Quickly recovering, she trilled twice, and a butterfly fluttered away from the pack to alight on her outstretched finger. Draco was trying to hide his surprise.
"This is a Black Heart butterfly. Many think it is just a legendary creature, but I think you need to hear it - no doubt Hermione has already connected the two, but I digress. Would you like to hear the story?"
Draco nodded eagerly, and Kirone sat down pulling herself into Draco's lap and began.
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R&R!!
Hey! I finally got this up! Anyway, the 'Black Heart' story is going to be all of next chapter. I have it written out on paper, but haven't had the time to type it up yet. Maybe if more people review, I might be inspired to type it faster….::hint::hint::
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Kitty Malfoy