Chapter 7~Hide and Seek, The Most Precious Gift
"Found you, Ms. Marinetta," a voice purred in my ear.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize we were playing hid-n-go-seek." I responded sarcastically.
"Yes, in a way." Draco lowered his voice till it was barely audible and whispered, "but this version has more dangerous consequences." He removed the invisibility cloak from about my person, and unclasped the necklace. He also took my wand out of my robe pocket. Draco walked over to a painting, and muttered something to it. A safe appeared, and he put my items as well as his own wand inside it, then shut it again. "You have a ten minute head start, Ms. Marinetta. I suggest you hide."
I stared at him in shock. Finally comprehending what he said, I turned on a dime and ran out. I made my way to the kitchen, and the subsequent fire, and took out my trusty ever-refilling pouch of Floo Powder. I tossed a pinch of the powder into the flames, and stepping in I called out, "Marinetta Mansion."
I stepped out of the fireplace in my own kitchen. The house elves froze when I appeared. I waved a dismissive hand at them, and they went back to work. 'Ha!' I thought triumphantly. 'I've beaten you at your own game, Malfoy. Now since it's going to be quite obvious to him that I've returned home, I'd better go and find where that secret room is again.'
I sprinted down a corridor, turned left, and ascended two flights of stairs. Turning to the right after leaving the stairs, I walked along the hallway until I reached a floor rug of the Gryffindor lion. I bent to examine it closer, and tapped the nose, quite by accident. I felt myself being lifted into the air, and was carried to the ceiling. I covered my eyes, afraid I was going to be dashed against the ceiling. It was a glamour in that area, and the rug provided the rest of the quite firm floor of the secret room. Decorated gold with red trim, it made me feel as though I was back in Gryffindor Tower. On the far wall was a fireplace, fire merrily crackling in it already and a cheeky picture of Godric Gryffindor hung above the mantle. Pictures of his descendants lined the rest of three walls, and I was shocked to see the last one was my own.
There was a card table and two armchairs near the fireplace. A glass rose sat on the table. I walked over to it and picked it up. Inside the petals, a picture started to form. It was Draco, running up the stairs I had ascended shortly beforehand. He took off along the same hallway, and stopped right underneath me. I heard his words loud and clear.
"Somehow, Ms. Marinetta, you've managed to evade my magical tracker and myself. You may have won this battle, but you will not win the war." Draco left, putting his tracker into his robe pocket.
I sighed in relief, walked back over to the lion rug, and tapped its nose again. Nothing happened. I tapped his ears, mouth, mane, and whiskers. None of them served to bring me back. I finally tapped his eyes simultaneously. The rug began to descend. I stumbled up, and set off to get to my bedchamber.
On my way, I passed an unused chamber. I thought I saw movement inside, and decided to check it out. I walked in, and arms gripped me around the waist.
"You're it. I found you," taunted Draco, smirking. I turned to face him, hanging my arms loosely around his neck. He looked so sexy at the moment I wanted nothing more than to kiss him.
Disregarding the warnings my head was screaming, I followed my heart, and initiated a kiss. It soon intensified, and we somehow found ourselves on the bed. When I disengaged myself from Draco, he whispered to me, "Are you sure you want to continue?"
"I'm sure this isn't the smartest decision I've ever made, but I have decided to follow my heart instead of my head." With that said and out of the way, I initiated another kiss, and things intensified even more. (A/N: Sorry, no detail. Need to keep this at the same rating. If you're able to read between the lines, you'll be able to guess what happened.)
Afterwards I lay in Draco's arms, him holding onto me. He nuzzled my neck, breathing into my ear, and causing me to shiver.
"Like that, do you?" he asked.
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. Everything felt so.so right. I sighed, and he instantly became worried.
"What type of sigh was that?"
"A very happy and contented one," I replied. "Congratulations, Draco."
"On what?"
"I just gave you my most precious gift, which I would never give anyone that I didn't care for deeply."
"What? Oh, really?"
"Yes."
We stayed in the same position for a while, eventually drifting off to sleep.
"Found you, Ms. Marinetta," a voice purred in my ear.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize we were playing hid-n-go-seek." I responded sarcastically.
"Yes, in a way." Draco lowered his voice till it was barely audible and whispered, "but this version has more dangerous consequences." He removed the invisibility cloak from about my person, and unclasped the necklace. He also took my wand out of my robe pocket. Draco walked over to a painting, and muttered something to it. A safe appeared, and he put my items as well as his own wand inside it, then shut it again. "You have a ten minute head start, Ms. Marinetta. I suggest you hide."
I stared at him in shock. Finally comprehending what he said, I turned on a dime and ran out. I made my way to the kitchen, and the subsequent fire, and took out my trusty ever-refilling pouch of Floo Powder. I tossed a pinch of the powder into the flames, and stepping in I called out, "Marinetta Mansion."
I stepped out of the fireplace in my own kitchen. The house elves froze when I appeared. I waved a dismissive hand at them, and they went back to work. 'Ha!' I thought triumphantly. 'I've beaten you at your own game, Malfoy. Now since it's going to be quite obvious to him that I've returned home, I'd better go and find where that secret room is again.'
I sprinted down a corridor, turned left, and ascended two flights of stairs. Turning to the right after leaving the stairs, I walked along the hallway until I reached a floor rug of the Gryffindor lion. I bent to examine it closer, and tapped the nose, quite by accident. I felt myself being lifted into the air, and was carried to the ceiling. I covered my eyes, afraid I was going to be dashed against the ceiling. It was a glamour in that area, and the rug provided the rest of the quite firm floor of the secret room. Decorated gold with red trim, it made me feel as though I was back in Gryffindor Tower. On the far wall was a fireplace, fire merrily crackling in it already and a cheeky picture of Godric Gryffindor hung above the mantle. Pictures of his descendants lined the rest of three walls, and I was shocked to see the last one was my own.
There was a card table and two armchairs near the fireplace. A glass rose sat on the table. I walked over to it and picked it up. Inside the petals, a picture started to form. It was Draco, running up the stairs I had ascended shortly beforehand. He took off along the same hallway, and stopped right underneath me. I heard his words loud and clear.
"Somehow, Ms. Marinetta, you've managed to evade my magical tracker and myself. You may have won this battle, but you will not win the war." Draco left, putting his tracker into his robe pocket.
I sighed in relief, walked back over to the lion rug, and tapped its nose again. Nothing happened. I tapped his ears, mouth, mane, and whiskers. None of them served to bring me back. I finally tapped his eyes simultaneously. The rug began to descend. I stumbled up, and set off to get to my bedchamber.
On my way, I passed an unused chamber. I thought I saw movement inside, and decided to check it out. I walked in, and arms gripped me around the waist.
"You're it. I found you," taunted Draco, smirking. I turned to face him, hanging my arms loosely around his neck. He looked so sexy at the moment I wanted nothing more than to kiss him.
Disregarding the warnings my head was screaming, I followed my heart, and initiated a kiss. It soon intensified, and we somehow found ourselves on the bed. When I disengaged myself from Draco, he whispered to me, "Are you sure you want to continue?"
"I'm sure this isn't the smartest decision I've ever made, but I have decided to follow my heart instead of my head." With that said and out of the way, I initiated another kiss, and things intensified even more. (A/N: Sorry, no detail. Need to keep this at the same rating. If you're able to read between the lines, you'll be able to guess what happened.)
Afterwards I lay in Draco's arms, him holding onto me. He nuzzled my neck, breathing into my ear, and causing me to shiver.
"Like that, do you?" he asked.
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. Everything felt so.so right. I sighed, and he instantly became worried.
"What type of sigh was that?"
"A very happy and contented one," I replied. "Congratulations, Draco."
"On what?"
"I just gave you my most precious gift, which I would never give anyone that I didn't care for deeply."
"What? Oh, really?"
"Yes."
We stayed in the same position for a while, eventually drifting off to sleep.
