Hullo!! I'm so sorry this didn't come out any sooner! I swear that it was finished and ready to be loaded on Valentine's Day! My computer screwed it up, though, and I ended up loosing a lot at the end. Truthfully, though, I like the new ending better than the one I had previously, so I hope you do, too!
Draco is OOC, so don't mind that, ok?
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"Do you know what will be required of you?" she asked him several days later in a secluded corner of the library.
"To be totally honest, I've never even heard of it. Marukino Shino? It isn't in any tex--"
"Of course it isn't in any stupid textbook! Do you really think that they'd let this slip into any textbook?! Your father won't even know it. This ritual is sacred to my people, and it has never been spoken of to those who are outsiders," she said, trying to keep her voice down in the overbearing silence of the library. "It deals with magic more powerful than well, probably, Voldemort himself! Do you get it?"
"I think I comprehend..." he told her slowly, trying to let the information that there could be any magic stronger than You-Know-Who sink in.
"I don't think you do, but if you go through with it, you'll have eternity to learn," she told him, her eyes conveying more emotion that Draco himself had ever displayed on his cold, emotionless face.
"Does the ministry know of any of this, even?" he asked quietly, meekly for a Malfoy.
"Goodness, no! Do you realize what the Ministry would do about this if they even caught a rumor of this sort of power floating around? They'd wipe out the threat as soon as they could! The ministry does not und-"
"Quiet, you're ranting" he told her, his eyes boring holes into her forehead as he tried valiantly not to stare into her eyes. One piece of advice he had always followed from his father: 'Never look a vampire straight into the eyes, they can play all sorts of mind tricks on you, and it will make you weak.'
"I know, but I can not help it, Mr. Malfoy." She took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "On to more pertinent business. If you decide to go through with this, you will be like...I don't know how to say it in one word. You'll be connected to me, 'living' as long as I do, you'll stay looking the same age, but you will mature inside. Your father will be unable to use vampires as a threat anymore, which is wonderful, I guess, on your part. If I ask you to do something, you'll probably want to do it, but you'll be able to choose or not to, it depends on your mood."
"Why does it seem like there are some things you aren't telling me?" he asked her, and he truly did wonder.
"I'm telling you everything that I know, if I find out more, I promise to tell you as soon as possible, all right?" she told him, trying to hold purchase on his gray eyes.
"All right, I guess I'll do it, but if I feel any doubt about it, then I'm out."
"Yeah, whatever. I'll contact you closer to Christmas break to set up more of the specifics, but you should know that you won't be able to leave for Winter Break," she said, gathering her things as she did so. "See you around, Malfoy."
"Of course...you too, Granger," he said, only sincerity evident in his voice.
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(1 Month Later)
"Everyone to bed!" Hermione's voice rang through the common room. All the students had learned over the previous month that the female prefect was a force to be reckoned with on school nights. Some of the Muggle-born students had take to calling her the 'bedtime Nazi*' or the 'homework Nazi*' and get on her nerves.
As the last of the stragglers trailed out, Hermione smiled and walked through the portrait of the Fat Lady, whose pink dress had been replace by a lovely sky blue one sometime during the summer. She headed toward the prefect dormitory located at the top of the East tower.
At first, it had aggravated her to no end that Dumbledore had placed the prefects' rooms so far out of the way of the young Gryffindor, but she had quickly seen the logic. Students were known to be out in the halls very close to curfew, and most weren't caught. So, the headmaster had chosen to make the prefects and heads walk the hallways to their dormitory so as to make sure no one walked the halls.
Nowadays, nighttime always seemed more peaceful to the young Gryffindor, and she found she could run properly on 3 or more hours of sleep. To keep up appearances after the change, she had had to learn to breath again-not an easy task. Sometimes, when she wasn't concentrating on it slightly, she would stop and have to work to start again.
"Waiting for me?" asked an all-too-familiar voice. She turned quickly to face the speaker and grinned.
"I didn't realize that I had stopped, Mr. Malfoy."
"Well, we wouldn't want to be 'caught after curfew'-being prefects and all-- now would we?" he asked, his voice not trying to disguise the hint of laughter trying to break through.
"Oh, of course not, sir, please forgive me for my insolence," she told him haughtily.
"I guess I can forgive you just this once...but only this once, not more, no less. Would you mind accompanying me to my 'chambers'?" he asked, continuing their little game.
"I guess...but if you must know...I've never escorted one to one's chambers...would you mind showing me the ropes a bit?" she asked, eyes twinkling with laughter as she waited for his response. He just strung his left arm through her right and led her down the corridor.
"So, why, fair maiden, are you doing this for me?" he asked.
"To tell the truth, good sir, the answer has been evading me for quite some time, and it leaves me more flustered each time I try to solve this equation," was her answer. She was glad for the darkness because she could feel the meager blood in her body rush to her face, staining her cheeks and neck with a gracious blush.
"I see." They walked in silence until they reached the statue of a bronze griffin, its wings spread wide. "Well then, I must be leaving, but I do hope you do not forget me, as we have only talked for a short time," he told her, bowing slightly and whispering, 'Onish,' into it. One wing moved, revealing the boys' small working space.
"See you, Mr. Malfoy. I shall never forget this night, do sleep wonderfully," she breathed, doing a curtsey herself and whispering 'Onikuram,' to it. The other wing came from the wall and revealed the girls' part. They stepped into their respective part without another word, the wings closing behind them.
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Do you enjoy it? It was pretty fun to write but horrible to type. I didn't realize it until after I wrote it, but how I did the Griffin thing is pretty strange. The girls' 'wing' and the boys' 'wing'...think about it! You might get it if you haven't already!
Dimitri: ::yawn:: I found it particularly boring.
Me: Oh, shut up, you idiot!
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* In my Japanese class, sensei is funny. She calls herself a 'homework Nazi', 'cupcake Nazi', and other such things. You probably have to be there to find it funny, but that's where I got the idea. I get a lot of my ideas from school and friends, so I'll put it up here if I do, all right?
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What is going to happen in the next chapter? I dunno...I was busy trying to figure this one out, my goodness! I found three bands that I love lots!! Dark Moor, New Found Glory and Good Charlotte! I also found out that Good Charlotte is a male band! My goodness, I was surprised when I found it out.
Thank you's!
Celestial princess: Yes, you were right! ^___^ Haha...Harry Potter the rhyming ho...that's funny!! Oh! And I didn't type them that way, my computer is all messed up and EVIL!!!!
JADE: Hullo! You like 'em both too? O.O That's so cool! I hate Richard and Raina, though. Edward is too damn funny...I've read up to the 4th book and I'm waiting for the 5th...I can't wait!!! Yayness!!
Draco is OOC, so don't mind that, ok?
~*~*~*~
"Do you know what will be required of you?" she asked him several days later in a secluded corner of the library.
"To be totally honest, I've never even heard of it. Marukino Shino? It isn't in any tex--"
"Of course it isn't in any stupid textbook! Do you really think that they'd let this slip into any textbook?! Your father won't even know it. This ritual is sacred to my people, and it has never been spoken of to those who are outsiders," she said, trying to keep her voice down in the overbearing silence of the library. "It deals with magic more powerful than well, probably, Voldemort himself! Do you get it?"
"I think I comprehend..." he told her slowly, trying to let the information that there could be any magic stronger than You-Know-Who sink in.
"I don't think you do, but if you go through with it, you'll have eternity to learn," she told him, her eyes conveying more emotion that Draco himself had ever displayed on his cold, emotionless face.
"Does the ministry know of any of this, even?" he asked quietly, meekly for a Malfoy.
"Goodness, no! Do you realize what the Ministry would do about this if they even caught a rumor of this sort of power floating around? They'd wipe out the threat as soon as they could! The ministry does not und-"
"Quiet, you're ranting" he told her, his eyes boring holes into her forehead as he tried valiantly not to stare into her eyes. One piece of advice he had always followed from his father: 'Never look a vampire straight into the eyes, they can play all sorts of mind tricks on you, and it will make you weak.'
"I know, but I can not help it, Mr. Malfoy." She took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "On to more pertinent business. If you decide to go through with this, you will be like...I don't know how to say it in one word. You'll be connected to me, 'living' as long as I do, you'll stay looking the same age, but you will mature inside. Your father will be unable to use vampires as a threat anymore, which is wonderful, I guess, on your part. If I ask you to do something, you'll probably want to do it, but you'll be able to choose or not to, it depends on your mood."
"Why does it seem like there are some things you aren't telling me?" he asked her, and he truly did wonder.
"I'm telling you everything that I know, if I find out more, I promise to tell you as soon as possible, all right?" she told him, trying to hold purchase on his gray eyes.
"All right, I guess I'll do it, but if I feel any doubt about it, then I'm out."
"Yeah, whatever. I'll contact you closer to Christmas break to set up more of the specifics, but you should know that you won't be able to leave for Winter Break," she said, gathering her things as she did so. "See you around, Malfoy."
"Of course...you too, Granger," he said, only sincerity evident in his voice.
~*~*~*~
(1 Month Later)
"Everyone to bed!" Hermione's voice rang through the common room. All the students had learned over the previous month that the female prefect was a force to be reckoned with on school nights. Some of the Muggle-born students had take to calling her the 'bedtime Nazi*' or the 'homework Nazi*' and get on her nerves.
As the last of the stragglers trailed out, Hermione smiled and walked through the portrait of the Fat Lady, whose pink dress had been replace by a lovely sky blue one sometime during the summer. She headed toward the prefect dormitory located at the top of the East tower.
At first, it had aggravated her to no end that Dumbledore had placed the prefects' rooms so far out of the way of the young Gryffindor, but she had quickly seen the logic. Students were known to be out in the halls very close to curfew, and most weren't caught. So, the headmaster had chosen to make the prefects and heads walk the hallways to their dormitory so as to make sure no one walked the halls.
Nowadays, nighttime always seemed more peaceful to the young Gryffindor, and she found she could run properly on 3 or more hours of sleep. To keep up appearances after the change, she had had to learn to breath again-not an easy task. Sometimes, when she wasn't concentrating on it slightly, she would stop and have to work to start again.
"Waiting for me?" asked an all-too-familiar voice. She turned quickly to face the speaker and grinned.
"I didn't realize that I had stopped, Mr. Malfoy."
"Well, we wouldn't want to be 'caught after curfew'-being prefects and all-- now would we?" he asked, his voice not trying to disguise the hint of laughter trying to break through.
"Oh, of course not, sir, please forgive me for my insolence," she told him haughtily.
"I guess I can forgive you just this once...but only this once, not more, no less. Would you mind accompanying me to my 'chambers'?" he asked, continuing their little game.
"I guess...but if you must know...I've never escorted one to one's chambers...would you mind showing me the ropes a bit?" she asked, eyes twinkling with laughter as she waited for his response. He just strung his left arm through her right and led her down the corridor.
"So, why, fair maiden, are you doing this for me?" he asked.
"To tell the truth, good sir, the answer has been evading me for quite some time, and it leaves me more flustered each time I try to solve this equation," was her answer. She was glad for the darkness because she could feel the meager blood in her body rush to her face, staining her cheeks and neck with a gracious blush.
"I see." They walked in silence until they reached the statue of a bronze griffin, its wings spread wide. "Well then, I must be leaving, but I do hope you do not forget me, as we have only talked for a short time," he told her, bowing slightly and whispering, 'Onish,' into it. One wing moved, revealing the boys' small working space.
"See you, Mr. Malfoy. I shall never forget this night, do sleep wonderfully," she breathed, doing a curtsey herself and whispering 'Onikuram,' to it. The other wing came from the wall and revealed the girls' part. They stepped into their respective part without another word, the wings closing behind them.
~*~*~*~
Do you enjoy it? It was pretty fun to write but horrible to type. I didn't realize it until after I wrote it, but how I did the Griffin thing is pretty strange. The girls' 'wing' and the boys' 'wing'...think about it! You might get it if you haven't already!
Dimitri: ::yawn:: I found it particularly boring.
Me: Oh, shut up, you idiot!
~*~*~*~
* In my Japanese class, sensei is funny. She calls herself a 'homework Nazi', 'cupcake Nazi', and other such things. You probably have to be there to find it funny, but that's where I got the idea. I get a lot of my ideas from school and friends, so I'll put it up here if I do, all right?
~*~*~*~
What is going to happen in the next chapter? I dunno...I was busy trying to figure this one out, my goodness! I found three bands that I love lots!! Dark Moor, New Found Glory and Good Charlotte! I also found out that Good Charlotte is a male band! My goodness, I was surprised when I found it out.
Thank you's!
Celestial princess: Yes, you were right! ^___^ Haha...Harry Potter the rhyming ho...that's funny!! Oh! And I didn't type them that way, my computer is all messed up and EVIL!!!!
JADE: Hullo! You like 'em both too? O.O That's so cool! I hate Richard and Raina, though. Edward is too damn funny...I've read up to the 4th book and I'm waiting for the 5th...I can't wait!!! Yayness!!