Cast Away
A/N- Sorry for the long pause, but thank you all who reviewed.
Chapter Two- Waking Up
Bright sun rays stung Harry's eyes. His vision worked to adjust to being open, it felt like years since he had. But his memory was in tact, just fine, he knew where he was suppose to be. The problem was, he wasn't there.
The first thing he saw, was Draco, laying next to him. Both had been on their stomachs, in..sand? Though, there was a breeze, he could feel it on the back of his neck. There was also a soft crashing sound behind him.
Using his arms, which felt brittle, to lift himself. It was sand he was laying in all around him, it was breezy, and that was Draco next to him, but he was already sure of that. Turning his neck, sure enough, the tide from him to the horizon behind, was all blue. A clear sea stretching in every direction.
Ahead, was a collage of a beautiful rock formation and exotic trees and plantlife to form a forest. What looked like a mysterious painting, easily could be. From what Harry came from and what he was use too, all similar options were open.
Harry was in awe, while next to him, Draco began to twitch. His eyelids fluttered open, darting around.
" What did you do Potter?" he snapped, lifting his own body.
Harry saw this coming, " I'm still trying to figure that out myself".
Draco went through the same routine as Harry, " where are we?".
" Do I look like Dumbledore? I don't know where we are or how we got here for that matter. So stop asking!" he was edgy, not because of Malfoy (thought that was usually the situation) but because he was just as confused.
Draco rubbed his temple, " what do you remember"
" Being late to potions, that doesn't narrow it down. But I do recall a certain klutz dropping Snape's cauldron!".
" You can't blame me for this!".
Harry raised his arms as a peace treaty, " okay, okay, stop, we're just going around in circles".
" Obviously we have bigger problems!".
He turned his head in the other direction, " wait, wasn't Hermione at the front of class with us?".
Draco shrugged, " I don't pay attention to that mug blood".
Harry was about to explode, but he first noticed something beyond his companions shoulder. " What's that?". He was first to stand, struggling in unsteady ground and his legs waking. But running closer to a black speck that clashed in the white sand.
Hermione.
She was also laying on her stomach, her long hair hiding her face. Harry shook her, more rapidly when she didn't wake. Draco joined him on knee at the other side. Harry had an ear near Hermione's head.
" She's not breathing" Harry gulped.
Draco snarled, " what do you mean she's not breathing?".
" Air isn't entering her lungs!" he yelled.
Draco scooted backwards as Harry began to swiftly turn Hermione onto her back. Brushing aside her hair, he saw that she was very pale. She had not been breathing for awhile.
" Draco, check for a pulse!" Harry ordered, but he wouldn't move, " now Malfoy!".
Hardly moving, he placed two fingers on her wrist, " I think so".
Harry used one hand to separate her jaw, and the other to lightly pinch her nose, then placed his mouth on top of hers.
" You don't know what you're doing!" Draco snapped.
He didn't take his eyes off Hermione, " better me than you". He repeated the movement several times before sitting up again. Nothing, not a single breath.
" Is she dead?" Draco asked, staring at her like she was a resurrected spirit.
Before Harry could answer, Hermione began coughing, choking on air as her body twitched and twisted. He slid an arm behind her back, bringing her into a sitting position. Her breathing soon enough became normal and she calmed down. She looked over at Harry, then at Draco, not once changing her expression. It's when she was their new surroundings that she said,
" Oh no, not this".
A/N- Sorry for the long pause, but thank you all who reviewed.
Chapter Two- Waking Up
Bright sun rays stung Harry's eyes. His vision worked to adjust to being open, it felt like years since he had. But his memory was in tact, just fine, he knew where he was suppose to be. The problem was, he wasn't there.
The first thing he saw, was Draco, laying next to him. Both had been on their stomachs, in..sand? Though, there was a breeze, he could feel it on the back of his neck. There was also a soft crashing sound behind him.
Using his arms, which felt brittle, to lift himself. It was sand he was laying in all around him, it was breezy, and that was Draco next to him, but he was already sure of that. Turning his neck, sure enough, the tide from him to the horizon behind, was all blue. A clear sea stretching in every direction.
Ahead, was a collage of a beautiful rock formation and exotic trees and plantlife to form a forest. What looked like a mysterious painting, easily could be. From what Harry came from and what he was use too, all similar options were open.
Harry was in awe, while next to him, Draco began to twitch. His eyelids fluttered open, darting around.
" What did you do Potter?" he snapped, lifting his own body.
Harry saw this coming, " I'm still trying to figure that out myself".
Draco went through the same routine as Harry, " where are we?".
" Do I look like Dumbledore? I don't know where we are or how we got here for that matter. So stop asking!" he was edgy, not because of Malfoy (thought that was usually the situation) but because he was just as confused.
Draco rubbed his temple, " what do you remember"
" Being late to potions, that doesn't narrow it down. But I do recall a certain klutz dropping Snape's cauldron!".
" You can't blame me for this!".
Harry raised his arms as a peace treaty, " okay, okay, stop, we're just going around in circles".
" Obviously we have bigger problems!".
He turned his head in the other direction, " wait, wasn't Hermione at the front of class with us?".
Draco shrugged, " I don't pay attention to that mug blood".
Harry was about to explode, but he first noticed something beyond his companions shoulder. " What's that?". He was first to stand, struggling in unsteady ground and his legs waking. But running closer to a black speck that clashed in the white sand.
Hermione.
She was also laying on her stomach, her long hair hiding her face. Harry shook her, more rapidly when she didn't wake. Draco joined him on knee at the other side. Harry had an ear near Hermione's head.
" She's not breathing" Harry gulped.
Draco snarled, " what do you mean she's not breathing?".
" Air isn't entering her lungs!" he yelled.
Draco scooted backwards as Harry began to swiftly turn Hermione onto her back. Brushing aside her hair, he saw that she was very pale. She had not been breathing for awhile.
" Draco, check for a pulse!" Harry ordered, but he wouldn't move, " now Malfoy!".
Hardly moving, he placed two fingers on her wrist, " I think so".
Harry used one hand to separate her jaw, and the other to lightly pinch her nose, then placed his mouth on top of hers.
" You don't know what you're doing!" Draco snapped.
He didn't take his eyes off Hermione, " better me than you". He repeated the movement several times before sitting up again. Nothing, not a single breath.
" Is she dead?" Draco asked, staring at her like she was a resurrected spirit.
Before Harry could answer, Hermione began coughing, choking on air as her body twitched and twisted. He slid an arm behind her back, bringing her into a sitting position. Her breathing soon enough became normal and she calmed down. She looked over at Harry, then at Draco, not once changing her expression. It's when she was their new surroundings that she said,
" Oh no, not this".