Okay, I was given a very interesting choice of either death by spoons or
updating. Gee, tough choice. I guess you can tell which one I picked! The
spoons!!!!!
"We have to think. Who would want to kill me?" Hermione was pacing horizontally in the corridor and Crabbe was becoming slightly hypnotized by the backward-forward motion.
Draco placed his hands on her shoulders, stilling her frame. "Other than Pansy, no one I know of."
"Hey! I never said I wanted to kill her!" Pansy defended.
Draco raised an eyebrow "Need I remind you of all the times you said 'We'll kill the little mud blood' or 'That mud blood's gonna pay'?
Pansy stiffened "That was before I got to know her!"
Draco chuckled "Oh, yes, so as not to make yourself seem suspicious."
Pansy's eyes widened "What about you?"
Draco looked taken aback "Me? What about me?"
"You could have done it just as easily as I could have."
Hermione and Draco shared a look. "No Pansy it wasn't me, I'm sure there's sufficient.evidence.of that fact." Draco smiled.
Hermione blushed "Alright, so, there are only you two left to suspect." She pointed at the angel and the cat.
Pansy glared at Ginny "It was you!" She accused, pointing a metal claw at the red head.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Yeah right. Ginny? She wouldn't want to kill me. Besides she's been with me each time the intercom has come on."
"So have I." Pansy pointed out.
Hermione froze. That was true. But what about Crabbe? Hermione spun around to regard Crabbe with an icy glare. "You did it!"
Crabbe looked up "Huh? You have food?"
Draco shook his head "This dunce is too stupid to lurk, track and kill. Besides, his voice isn't high pitched, the voice on the intercom was most definitely female."
"Curse you, you're right. But you know what this means. There's someone else besides the five of us in the building." Hermione stated flatly "Someone hell bent on killing me."
Draco nodded "Precisely Watson, that would mean that we would have to create a trap."
Hermione groaned "I knew you were gonna say that. Let me guess, I'm the bait."
Draco smiled "See? I knew you were smart."
She punched him in the arm, causing him to laugh.
She sighed. "Regretting this immediately, lets get to it Sherlock."
Suddenly a figure draped in black velvet robes, complete with a violet Halloween mask appeared at the opposite end of the corridor. It cackled maniacally and pulled the ripcord of a chainsaw as it charged forward towards the five.
Crabbe peered at it through the darkness "Oh, do you have food?" He began to run at the figure. It let out a shriek of laughter and sliced Crabbe's head off swiftly, never breaking stride.
"Run!" Draco ordered as the figure lunged closer. He held his ground until the person's weapon was scant inches from him before he twisted his body to the side, narrowly missing a slice and causing the attacker to fall and break the weapon
It raised itself up, tossing it's recently broken chainsaw aside. "You think you've beat me?" With that it produced a dagger from the folds of black robes.
Draco glared at the fiend when, suddenly, it bolted down the path the three girls had taken. "No! You coward! Get back here and fight!"
The figure didn't take the bait and continuing it's running. Draco didn't hesitate, dashing after it. He would stab himself with that very dagger before he let that parody of a human being kill Hermione.
Hermione clutched Ginny's hand as she sprinted down the hallway adjacent to the one they had previously occupied.
All of the sudden Ginny let go. Hermione didn't care she kept running. She only stopped when she heard the smaller women's cry of distress. "Hermione!"
Hermione whirled around to see Ginny, whom had obviously tripped, at the other end of the passageway with the murderer standing over her. They brought a wickedly gleaming dagger in to her flesh.
Just then Draco came into view from around the corner. His silver gaze caught and held Hermione's. "Run!" He commanded sharply.
Hermione shook her head as a tear fell from her eye.
"Run!!!!!" Draco barked more fiercely.
She didn't move. He ran to her and caught her arm, dragging her with him. "Damn you woman get in here!"
He flung the janitor's closet open but before he could stuff Hermione safely inside Pansy, hanging by her neck, swung grotesquely outward to meet them.
Hermione covered her mouth with her hands.
"Damn it!" Draco screamed hurtling them both down the corridor toward the Great Hall.
He burst through the huge oak doors, grabbed the giant carving knife protruding from the ham originally intended for them to feast upon, flung Hermione behind him and squared his shoulders in a defensive position and waited.
The dark figure's silhouette loomed against the full moon as it stood menacingly in the doorway of the Hall.
Draco narrowed his eyes and the killer sprang. Hermione screamed expecting to see Draco's corpse in a matter of minutes. But when the figure came up against Draco's frame it ricocheted off his heavily muscled chest and on to the floor. He quickly pinned them and removed the dagger from their grasp.
He ripped off the mask to reveal.
Dun, dun, dun! I know, how cruel can ya get? This was my sister's idea, I'm typically not a cliffhanger person. At least you have some thing to look forward to. Tootles!
"We have to think. Who would want to kill me?" Hermione was pacing horizontally in the corridor and Crabbe was becoming slightly hypnotized by the backward-forward motion.
Draco placed his hands on her shoulders, stilling her frame. "Other than Pansy, no one I know of."
"Hey! I never said I wanted to kill her!" Pansy defended.
Draco raised an eyebrow "Need I remind you of all the times you said 'We'll kill the little mud blood' or 'That mud blood's gonna pay'?
Pansy stiffened "That was before I got to know her!"
Draco chuckled "Oh, yes, so as not to make yourself seem suspicious."
Pansy's eyes widened "What about you?"
Draco looked taken aback "Me? What about me?"
"You could have done it just as easily as I could have."
Hermione and Draco shared a look. "No Pansy it wasn't me, I'm sure there's sufficient.evidence.of that fact." Draco smiled.
Hermione blushed "Alright, so, there are only you two left to suspect." She pointed at the angel and the cat.
Pansy glared at Ginny "It was you!" She accused, pointing a metal claw at the red head.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Yeah right. Ginny? She wouldn't want to kill me. Besides she's been with me each time the intercom has come on."
"So have I." Pansy pointed out.
Hermione froze. That was true. But what about Crabbe? Hermione spun around to regard Crabbe with an icy glare. "You did it!"
Crabbe looked up "Huh? You have food?"
Draco shook his head "This dunce is too stupid to lurk, track and kill. Besides, his voice isn't high pitched, the voice on the intercom was most definitely female."
"Curse you, you're right. But you know what this means. There's someone else besides the five of us in the building." Hermione stated flatly "Someone hell bent on killing me."
Draco nodded "Precisely Watson, that would mean that we would have to create a trap."
Hermione groaned "I knew you were gonna say that. Let me guess, I'm the bait."
Draco smiled "See? I knew you were smart."
She punched him in the arm, causing him to laugh.
She sighed. "Regretting this immediately, lets get to it Sherlock."
Suddenly a figure draped in black velvet robes, complete with a violet Halloween mask appeared at the opposite end of the corridor. It cackled maniacally and pulled the ripcord of a chainsaw as it charged forward towards the five.
Crabbe peered at it through the darkness "Oh, do you have food?" He began to run at the figure. It let out a shriek of laughter and sliced Crabbe's head off swiftly, never breaking stride.
"Run!" Draco ordered as the figure lunged closer. He held his ground until the person's weapon was scant inches from him before he twisted his body to the side, narrowly missing a slice and causing the attacker to fall and break the weapon
It raised itself up, tossing it's recently broken chainsaw aside. "You think you've beat me?" With that it produced a dagger from the folds of black robes.
Draco glared at the fiend when, suddenly, it bolted down the path the three girls had taken. "No! You coward! Get back here and fight!"
The figure didn't take the bait and continuing it's running. Draco didn't hesitate, dashing after it. He would stab himself with that very dagger before he let that parody of a human being kill Hermione.
Hermione clutched Ginny's hand as she sprinted down the hallway adjacent to the one they had previously occupied.
All of the sudden Ginny let go. Hermione didn't care she kept running. She only stopped when she heard the smaller women's cry of distress. "Hermione!"
Hermione whirled around to see Ginny, whom had obviously tripped, at the other end of the passageway with the murderer standing over her. They brought a wickedly gleaming dagger in to her flesh.
Just then Draco came into view from around the corner. His silver gaze caught and held Hermione's. "Run!" He commanded sharply.
Hermione shook her head as a tear fell from her eye.
"Run!!!!!" Draco barked more fiercely.
She didn't move. He ran to her and caught her arm, dragging her with him. "Damn you woman get in here!"
He flung the janitor's closet open but before he could stuff Hermione safely inside Pansy, hanging by her neck, swung grotesquely outward to meet them.
Hermione covered her mouth with her hands.
"Damn it!" Draco screamed hurtling them both down the corridor toward the Great Hall.
He burst through the huge oak doors, grabbed the giant carving knife protruding from the ham originally intended for them to feast upon, flung Hermione behind him and squared his shoulders in a defensive position and waited.
The dark figure's silhouette loomed against the full moon as it stood menacingly in the doorway of the Hall.
Draco narrowed his eyes and the killer sprang. Hermione screamed expecting to see Draco's corpse in a matter of minutes. But when the figure came up against Draco's frame it ricocheted off his heavily muscled chest and on to the floor. He quickly pinned them and removed the dagger from their grasp.
He ripped off the mask to reveal.
Dun, dun, dun! I know, how cruel can ya get? This was my sister's idea, I'm typically not a cliffhanger person. At least you have some thing to look forward to. Tootles!
