How The Stars Fall
Chapter 4: Holes In The Plan
Campiongal 2-12-03
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Albus Dumbledore looked at the set of scrolls he had been given. After insisting Minerva and Mr. Weasly attend to other business, he sat down in his study, and began to read. He knew Voldemort would rise again. No doubt, with eyes set on the school. But this, this stated not only would there be death-eaters, trolls, and armies of others. There would be things of old. The re-birthing of what had been sealed. Things like those that had been in the chamber of secrets. Dragons with more than just flight and Fire. There would be beasts. And, in all this Albus Dumbledore knew there could be only one other person to help him in this fight. This person, he knew needed training, needed spells, hexes, and the like. And it was only in the scrolls they would learn how to beat this rage of armies. And that's when Albus Realised:
It was time to bring Harry Potter back to Hogwarts
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Ronald Weasley was worried. He had only a month to help the family get their affair in order before he was back to reside in Hogwarts. As a staff family. With real respect. He couldn't wait. But that was not all. He had to get back soo because he knew that Malfoy was up to something. And no matter how stron Hermione was. Noting would be able to overcome the dark arts, the malfoy knew.
And so Ron packed, and sorted, and labled, and the sort. He couldn't stand one more moment, when he knew the instant he got back. He could be with her. Hopefully, as more than a close friend.
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"Ahhggg!" Hermione let out a grunt and sat down on the floor again. She couldn't stop thinking. But no, she wasn't thinking of ron. She was thinking of Malfoy. If Malfoy was ok. If he was hurt! Why did she have to think of him! She wished for once in her life her stupid brain would stop thinking. But she needed it to think too, and concentrate on the charm she was working on locking up the door. She reached out, again, for her wand. This time it would work.
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"Crabbe, Goyle. Now, Pansy will be leading you on this assignment, just so you don't screw it up-" Draco's briefing was interrupted by a giggle from a now blushing Pansy. Apparently she thought that was a compliment to her actually non-existant intelligence. "As I was saying. You will need to find out all you can about Her- I mean, Granger. In order to do my work, I must have these essential facts. And you will get them for me. Understood?" The three groupies nodded, as they were handed sheets of paper, instructions printed out in step-following format.
Draco nodded, and the three stepped out of the room. 'Hmph.' Thought Draco. 'It's as if I have them wrapped around my finger. I suppose I can see where Voldie and my dad like it. Not like it's so horrible having people take your orders and do as you say. But then again. at the sacrifice of others. is it really all that great?'
And that's when Draco heard the scream from above.
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Lissa Gabblin had been strolling down the passage of some part of the still unfamiliar tower when she first felt the itch at her leg. She scratched, and then she realized it was more than an itch. The young Ravenclaw girl stared down at the now gaping cut in her thigh. Her eyes widened as it grew steadily longer, and slowly wider. Then it hit her she should yell for help, which to her, was a scream, she had rehearsed in many plays.
That's when she realized. how was anyone to find her? She didn't even know what part of this tower she was in! How were they to? And now her screams returned, not just from fear, but now pain.
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Draco Malfoy was scared. He hadn't heard a scream like that since the Death-Eater raids the year before. 'Bloody Murderers,' He thought bitterly to himself. He ran out his door, forgetting his robe (now only in his boxers and wife-beater.) Climbing the stairs to the next level he found only emty rooms, every one, it seemed, was vacant. Except one. Hermione too, had heard the sceam.
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Hermione too, carelessly forgot to cover herself with a robe, dressed in only her yellow nightie, with matching hair ribbon. (at least she had been able to conjure herself something that evening.) She raced down the stairs. And that's when it hit her. Or should I say he.
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Hermione Granger And Draco Malfoy collided into each other at enormous speed, falling together in a heap of tangled arms in legs, onto a short landing.
Each respectively realizing who they were jumbled with, jumped up.glaring at one another, both about to make comments on whose fault it was and to watch where they were going and such, another scream pierced their ears. Turning to each other, knowing what they had to do, they began to search.
"It sounds like its up, or maybe down, but it has to be one of these two levels Draco, you can't hear it past them!"
"I know, I cleared all the rooms, no one is there, it has to be somewhere else, do you know of any of the secret places they could be Hermione?"
In the midst of solving the problem, the two were a sight. The two almost looked content about working with each-other on such a project.
"Draco! I think it's in-between! She's not above, not below! She must be in-between! The whole school was built with strange heights, I never noticed before, but there is quite a bit of room for extra levels between the ones we use!"
Draco looked or a moment, fully realizing her brilliance, grabbed her wrist, and led her up the stairs to the second floor they could hear it from. "Ok, Help me, both out wands, we should be able to strip up a few floor boards and work out a way through!"
Withing minuets the pair had made a substantial hole in the floor, leading to a well lit corridor in the middle of the floors. "Draco, would you like to go first, or shall I?" Hermione was scared. What if something was down there, something they were unprepared to face?
"Yes, I suppose I should." And with that, Draco slipped through the hole.
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Yes, I know very short chapter, but it brings on the suspense, don't you think? I'll be adding at least one more tonight, maybe two chapters if I can. I don't know how late I want to be up, you know? But I can promise at least one, with maybe a little Draco/Hermione Shipiness! Eh, eh, eh? Plus, it will be longer! Ttyl! PS Thanks so much to all the reviewers, you guys are the best in the world, what would I ever do without your support!
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Albus Dumbledore looked at the set of scrolls he had been given. After insisting Minerva and Mr. Weasly attend to other business, he sat down in his study, and began to read. He knew Voldemort would rise again. No doubt, with eyes set on the school. But this, this stated not only would there be death-eaters, trolls, and armies of others. There would be things of old. The re-birthing of what had been sealed. Things like those that had been in the chamber of secrets. Dragons with more than just flight and Fire. There would be beasts. And, in all this Albus Dumbledore knew there could be only one other person to help him in this fight. This person, he knew needed training, needed spells, hexes, and the like. And it was only in the scrolls they would learn how to beat this rage of armies. And that's when Albus Realised:
It was time to bring Harry Potter back to Hogwarts
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Ronald Weasley was worried. He had only a month to help the family get their affair in order before he was back to reside in Hogwarts. As a staff family. With real respect. He couldn't wait. But that was not all. He had to get back soo because he knew that Malfoy was up to something. And no matter how stron Hermione was. Noting would be able to overcome the dark arts, the malfoy knew.
And so Ron packed, and sorted, and labled, and the sort. He couldn't stand one more moment, when he knew the instant he got back. He could be with her. Hopefully, as more than a close friend.
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"Ahhggg!" Hermione let out a grunt and sat down on the floor again. She couldn't stop thinking. But no, she wasn't thinking of ron. She was thinking of Malfoy. If Malfoy was ok. If he was hurt! Why did she have to think of him! She wished for once in her life her stupid brain would stop thinking. But she needed it to think too, and concentrate on the charm she was working on locking up the door. She reached out, again, for her wand. This time it would work.
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"Crabbe, Goyle. Now, Pansy will be leading you on this assignment, just so you don't screw it up-" Draco's briefing was interrupted by a giggle from a now blushing Pansy. Apparently she thought that was a compliment to her actually non-existant intelligence. "As I was saying. You will need to find out all you can about Her- I mean, Granger. In order to do my work, I must have these essential facts. And you will get them for me. Understood?" The three groupies nodded, as they were handed sheets of paper, instructions printed out in step-following format.
Draco nodded, and the three stepped out of the room. 'Hmph.' Thought Draco. 'It's as if I have them wrapped around my finger. I suppose I can see where Voldie and my dad like it. Not like it's so horrible having people take your orders and do as you say. But then again. at the sacrifice of others. is it really all that great?'
And that's when Draco heard the scream from above.
==============*================
Lissa Gabblin had been strolling down the passage of some part of the still unfamiliar tower when she first felt the itch at her leg. She scratched, and then she realized it was more than an itch. The young Ravenclaw girl stared down at the now gaping cut in her thigh. Her eyes widened as it grew steadily longer, and slowly wider. Then it hit her she should yell for help, which to her, was a scream, she had rehearsed in many plays.
That's when she realized. how was anyone to find her? She didn't even know what part of this tower she was in! How were they to? And now her screams returned, not just from fear, but now pain.
=================*=================
Draco Malfoy was scared. He hadn't heard a scream like that since the Death-Eater raids the year before. 'Bloody Murderers,' He thought bitterly to himself. He ran out his door, forgetting his robe (now only in his boxers and wife-beater.) Climbing the stairs to the next level he found only emty rooms, every one, it seemed, was vacant. Except one. Hermione too, had heard the sceam.
================*==============
Hermione too, carelessly forgot to cover herself with a robe, dressed in only her yellow nightie, with matching hair ribbon. (at least she had been able to conjure herself something that evening.) She raced down the stairs. And that's when it hit her. Or should I say he.
===============*===============
Hermione Granger And Draco Malfoy collided into each other at enormous speed, falling together in a heap of tangled arms in legs, onto a short landing.
Each respectively realizing who they were jumbled with, jumped up.glaring at one another, both about to make comments on whose fault it was and to watch where they were going and such, another scream pierced their ears. Turning to each other, knowing what they had to do, they began to search.
"It sounds like its up, or maybe down, but it has to be one of these two levels Draco, you can't hear it past them!"
"I know, I cleared all the rooms, no one is there, it has to be somewhere else, do you know of any of the secret places they could be Hermione?"
In the midst of solving the problem, the two were a sight. The two almost looked content about working with each-other on such a project.
"Draco! I think it's in-between! She's not above, not below! She must be in-between! The whole school was built with strange heights, I never noticed before, but there is quite a bit of room for extra levels between the ones we use!"
Draco looked or a moment, fully realizing her brilliance, grabbed her wrist, and led her up the stairs to the second floor they could hear it from. "Ok, Help me, both out wands, we should be able to strip up a few floor boards and work out a way through!"
Withing minuets the pair had made a substantial hole in the floor, leading to a well lit corridor in the middle of the floors. "Draco, would you like to go first, or shall I?" Hermione was scared. What if something was down there, something they were unprepared to face?
"Yes, I suppose I should." And with that, Draco slipped through the hole.
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Yes, I know very short chapter, but it brings on the suspense, don't you think? I'll be adding at least one more tonight, maybe two chapters if I can. I don't know how late I want to be up, you know? But I can promise at least one, with maybe a little Draco/Hermione Shipiness! Eh, eh, eh? Plus, it will be longer! Ttyl! PS Thanks so much to all the reviewers, you guys are the best in the world, what would I ever do without your support!