The Friendship Pact
Pact 2: The Second
By Rois m.t. Lylthe
No faaaaaaaaaaaair…. I always seem to get more feedback on fan fictions than I do on my original works. Grr! Not that it's not appreciated or anything… it's just not fair. ::pouts::
Elluxion: Heh, thanks! ^-^ My first reviewer for this story! I like the thoughts too. ^^
The Slayer: Gee, I feel like I'm talking to a Buffy. ^^;; LoL. Thx. I will continue. The only thing you need to worry about is what place this story has on my list of priorities.
Me: Okie, look everyone Rosie's got schizophrenia! j/k. Honestly though, could you have picked another alias? LoL. Welps, I really hope you get better. I'm just recovering from a cold myself. Eh, I will continue! ^^
Edana: Oooo hey! Wow, I get a review from you, with a compliment. That's cool! LoL. I really like your writing, and yes it would be Neville that got knocked unconscious first. ^^;; LoL.
WildFireFriendship: Now YOU, my dear friend, have absolutely no need to worry. Seeing as there aren't nearly enough HP fiction with Harry being the seme, I do plan on Draco being the uke in the physical relationship, though I'm going to try and keep them on equal ground on the mental level.
Jay Kamiya: Hey thanks. I figured Draco was a teenager… teenagers have their touchy areas and their rebellious periods… so Harry is Draco's touchy area… and well, he's at that stage of rebellion. ^-^
And thx to any more reviewers! Now, on to part two of my wonderfully delightful story! ::grins:: I'm getting a tad cheeky, eh?
Tear, tear, tear had become a sorts of mantra in the teens' heads as they tore and tore and tore at the cloth. No other thoughts were allowed to enter their minds, they lived in the now, thinking only to preserve the life of a young man, no a boy, and to get out of that dark and horrid place.
Orca paused only for a brief moment as she saw a look of bewilderment cross Hermione's face. Then Ron said," Come on Herm! We don't have much time."
"R-right." Hermione replied with an uneasy expression on her face, furrowing her eyebrows together. Apparently, she was baffled by something, but then again, it WAS Draco Malfoy they were talking about. That boy was more confusing than anyone Orca had ever met.
Sighing, Orca returned to focusing on the tedious task of tear, tear and tearing the cloth. Her hands were already becoming red, raw from the repeated strain of shredding Draco's cloak. They were so sore and hurt so badly but she couldn't stop. She wouldn't stop. // Damned it all! // she thought, frustrated. // I'm a Ravenclaw for pity's sake. We think. WHY CAN'T I THINK?!? //
And suddenly, as she yanked apart the next piece of fabric with such force, she felt her skin break.
"SHIT!" She cursed aloud, nursing her injured hand. Why of all the…
The conscious others broke out of their mind dulling stupor and looked at the Ravenclaw who suddenly had a hazy look over her face, not unlike the one Hermione had worn earlier.
Ron and Neville looked worried, and Hermione looked thoughtful. Justin frowned as he waved a hand in front of Orca's face.
Harry asked," Is she all right?"
Justin said," I think she's gone into a trance of some sorts or something… But it's apparent that this Dorothy isn't in Kansas anymore."
Neville looked horribly confused again, as is often the case for him. And Ron frowned irritably. He said," What? Is it another one of those blasted muggle phrases again?"
Justin grinned sheepishly as Hermione looked at Ron reproachfully.
"What?!" he said," We're stuck here in a dark underground who knows where with a death eater." Hermione shot him another look as Neville paled considerably and Justin shivered." Yes you heard me! A death eater! There's a death eater on the other side of THAT." He pointed to the not so reassuring recently created wall. "AND that's not it! Draco Malfoy, FERRET boy, just saved our lives. Draco MALFOY of all people! And he didn't even act like the coward that we all know him to be! Then Hermione spaces out and…and…" He looks at Orca and desperately tries to remember her name.
"Orca." Justin supplies, allowing Ron to continue his panic attack.
"Thank you. This doesn't make sense!!!!! Now Orca is in some kind of trance! What are we supposed to do now!?!? Huh?!?!"
Hermione frowned, extremely irritated. She had been trying EXTREMELY hard to keep her calm, remembering the incident of first year. But Ron was making this extremely difficult. //Just take a deep breath, that's all I have to do. //
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Orca could hear the others voices just faintly, but she had no idea where she was. It was dark, extremely so. It was about as dark as moonless AND starless night. She couldn't make out anything at all. //Where am I?"// Orca thought.
Ravenclaws.
//Huh?//
Smartasses.
//That…voice…//
Think they're so bloody clever.
//That's Malfoy's voice!//
… Syltherins are so much better.
//He sounds…sulky.//
I didn't want to be a bloody…
Suddenly a childish voice said," ...HEY. What are you doing here?"
Ocra blinked. What the… where did Malfoy go?
"It's rude to ignore people. Do you know that? Auntie says that ignoring people is one of the rudest things in the world. Well, WHAT are you doing here? You know you don't belong here right?" Orca could practically feel the young child frown, as if he were trying to be adult.
Orca said, curiously, "Well, where am I?"
"…You don't know? Well, I suppose that's expected." Orca frowned…That wasn't very helpful.
"You're in HIS mind."
"Whose?" asked Orca.
"His." The child said this firmly, as if that one word explained everything. "He's being childish right now. He wants to stay here. He says he doesn't want to go out and face a Pot, and a Weasel and whatnot. He was talking gibberish. Grown ups are stupid. What's so hard about looking a pot or a weasel? Though I suppose the weasel would be wont to take a bite out of him, but still . . . He's a WIZARD. Wizards can do anything! And he's a pureblood at that!" The child sounded a bit miffed, and indignant.
Orca said," You're a really talkative child, aren't you?" And she received no reply… The child was gone. Orca sat down and began to put the puzzle pieces together. Meanwhile, a pair of silver eyes glowed in the dark, before disappearing.
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Hermione said desperately, fighting the panic (apparently the breathing exercise didn't work.)," Ron, please, calm down."
Ron looked at her and saw the worry growing in her eyes, and nodded. He wiped his mouth off of the back of his hand, not noticing the dry patch of blood there…and fell over unconscious leaving behind four companions who were about to burst into panic.
Hermione shouted, "RON!" And Harry looked in horror as Ron slumped over.
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Ron blinked and rubbed his eyes. It was dark. He began to panic…again.
"I can't see! What the hell happened?!"
Stupid Redheads. They should get rid of all the red heads in the world…
"Hey!" Ron said indignantly.
Stupid Weasley family.
//Huh?// Ron thought. //This sounds like Malfoy...//
Stupid Weasleys…
Stupid Weasel.
I don't want any siblings…
Ron was about to say something to the voice when…
"Hey…are you the Weasel?"
Ron snapped. "What the bloody hell did you call me, brat?"
The child said," I didn't call you anything. I just asked if you were the Weasel. You know… HE's not happy…. HE doesn't want anybody in here. First the Granger came, and then the Ravenclaw came. HE tells me that you are the Weasel, and to make you go away."
"W-what?" stuttered Ron. "I don't understand."
The child's voice changed gradually until Ron could hear a soft voice saying," Weasley, what I meant to say was: get out of my head." The voice drawled. "Now you can do it on your own…or I can force you out."
"Malfoy!" Ron said.
"Yes, very smart. Weasel. Now get out." The voice spat, sounding very angry.
"Well, what if I don't want to?" Ron said, so he could spite Malfoy.
"Shut it Weasley. You know you want out of my head, and I know you want of my head. So do us both a favor…and get…out…of…my…head."
"Mr. Weasley! I think it would be wise to do as he says!" said a familiar feminine voice.
"Very smart." The voice sneered. "5 points to the Ravenclaw for understanding what I've been trying to bloody tell you all the moment Granger invaded my mind. Now leave, and don't bother trying to save me either."
"Okay, we'll leave." Orca said, and Ron felt her take his hand.
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Neville bit his nails nervously as Hermione began shaking Ron violently.
"WAKE UP! RONALD WEASLEY, IF YOU DON'T WAKE UP RIGHT NOW, I'M GOING TO- GOING TO HEX YOU!!!!!!!" She shouted. Nothing happened and she burst into tears.
Harry said weakly, close to brink of tears himself," C'mon Hermione… He'll wake up any minute now."
"Right you are, mate." Said Ron as he opened his eyes, and smiled when Hermione threw herself at him. Orca woke up and grinned.
"Heya everybody. So I'm assuming you missed us, yes?" She said this with a smile, trying to ease the tension that had grown in the air.
Justin caught on and laughed, albeit a little nervously, "You had us worried there, you stupid Ravenclaw."
Hermione said," You're contradicting yourself Justin."
And with that, the tension was broken.
Neville said," So, where were you guys?"
Orca tried to sound nonchalant as she said, "In Draco Malfoy's mind."
Author Note: Well? Continue on? No? Questions? Comments? Revieeeeew….. I am using the power of my mind to make you review! C'mon. You know you want to! ^^