How The Stars Fall
Chapter 5: The Figure
Campiongal 2-12-03
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Draco surveyed the scene around him. Noting was out of order in the typical round stone room except one thing. The girl lying in the middle.
Hermione's face peered down into the room "Draco, should I come down? Are you ok!?" She then realized she had called him by his first name. Something she had never done before. Never. But she liked it. The smile on his face made her think that he seemed to also.
"'Moine, get a rope or a ladder as fast as you can, we need to get her to madam Pomfrey as soon as we can!" And with that Draco headed to get the injured young lady.
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Hermione raced to her bedroom, opening a dresser drawr she saw the hiking kit her father had given her for her survival themed birthday years ago. ' I only hope this will work. running from the room, she absent- mindedly forgot to shut her door.
Reaching the hole, she tossed the knotted rope inside.
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Draco reached Lissa. It appeared as though someone had sliced up her entire leg, and the blood loss was massive, but at least she was still breathing. That he could certainly be thankful for that much.
Seeing the rope dropped by Hermione, He slid his arms beneath her, lifted her up, and carried her over to the rope. Now the question was. How would they get her up the rope? Hermione looked flustered. She hadn't prepared for any such thing, but she supposed, she would have to use the only thing she knew how. Magic. Levitation.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" Hermoine stated this with a smooth clear voice, aiming her wand at the heart of Lissa. Lissa began to rise very slowly. Her body was nearly to the hole, when Draco realized she wouldn't fit. Beginning to climb the rope Draco reached the top, guiding Lissa with his hand above him, gently pushing her through.
Hermione was becoming quite impressed with this young gentleman. It seemed Draco was more than what he seemed. Releasing Lissa to the ground, she re-sprung into action. Letting her hand slide into Draco's was all to easy. It seemed there was almost a perfect fit made for just them. Pulling him through, she finally took a really glance over him. His wife-beater was tight around his very fit muscles. His boxers revealed his leg enough to see he definitely worked out, and his face, Hermione had never seen him look like that, concern, grief, and joy spread across his features. His hair was soft, bleach-blond, long arount his ears, down from their normal spikes. It was a sight.
Hermione wasn't the only one noticing things. For the first time Draco really looked at hermione. Her long hair was tied up into a ribbon, soft waves of brown splashing around her back, the nightie, too, showed more of her womanly figure. Draco had never really though about her before, but now he most certainly did.
"Hermione. we had better take this girl to madam Pomfrey straight away, the loss of blood is fairly immense, and I couldn't bear it if." Draco stopped, picked up lissa, and led the way down the stairs.
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Hermione rapped at the door at the very bottom level of the tower. Madam Pomfrey's office and housing had been moved there for the summer, for easier access to the students residing there. "Madam Pomfrey, Madam Pomfrey! Please will you wake up? I said wake up! WAKE U." The door swung open to reveal the very tired medi-witch. "Please. Madam Pomfrey, this girl, Draco and I. We found her in a tunnel and she's hurt very gravely and we." Cut off again, Hermione was beginning to get annoyed.
"Yes yes, move along, into the Station!" Madam Pomfrey shuffled into the newly renovated mini-station hospital, with only four beds. Draco strode over and laid Lissa down on one. He pulled a chair up behind him, sat, and cupped her hand in his.
Madam Pomfrey had already started to heal the wound. It seemed very deep. "Hermione.?" The medi-witch glance her way, "Will you please retrive Lissa's file from over there for me, in that cabinet?.goo girl, now bring it here." Hermione gladly did what she was asked, and watched as the woman found what she had been searching for. "Kids, what blood types are you?"
Hermione was only a little puzzled at first, then blurted out that she was O positive. It turned out that Draco was the same as Lissa. O negative. Draco scrubbed his arm, with a disinfectants, and drew his own blood with a large syrenge. It looked incredibly painful, Hermione wasn't even sure she could have handled it. He seemed to know how this certain procedure went along.
"Draco," Hermione watched in awe, "How did you learn to do that?"
"My little sister. Endice, she had a type of disease. We had to be able to give her blood whenever she needed it, but all the blood we gave her couldn't even help. She died a couple years back. Never even had time to ebjoy life. Figure If I do well enough in mine, I can make up for what she wasn't able to do." He slid the needle back out of his arm, and handed it to madam Pomfrey. It would only be the first of several he would give that night.
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"Draco, Draco, please wake up." Hermoine bent over the stiil, sleeping figure of the oy lying on the bed. His eyes fluttered open, and he raised his hand tho touch her face, and she took his hand in her own. "Madam Pomfrey is gone, said she would check up on Lissa in about an hour, she's going to be fine. thanks you and what you did."
"Hermoine, are you ok?" Draco was shocked. They were talking, they were touching, they were caring for one another. But he knew this was only too go to last. Looking past Hermione, in the doorway he could see a figure.
The figure of Harry Potter.
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Ok. That chapter was shorter than I had expected, but I started talking to an old friend, and couldn't type at the same time, so I put it off until now. Well, it's 12:53 am and I am beat. I hope you guys can view all the chapters, I've had some trouble with that lately. Anyway! Ciao!~CG
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Draco surveyed the scene around him. Noting was out of order in the typical round stone room except one thing. The girl lying in the middle.
Hermione's face peered down into the room "Draco, should I come down? Are you ok!?" She then realized she had called him by his first name. Something she had never done before. Never. But she liked it. The smile on his face made her think that he seemed to also.
"'Moine, get a rope or a ladder as fast as you can, we need to get her to madam Pomfrey as soon as we can!" And with that Draco headed to get the injured young lady.
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Hermione raced to her bedroom, opening a dresser drawr she saw the hiking kit her father had given her for her survival themed birthday years ago. ' I only hope this will work. running from the room, she absent- mindedly forgot to shut her door.
Reaching the hole, she tossed the knotted rope inside.
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Draco reached Lissa. It appeared as though someone had sliced up her entire leg, and the blood loss was massive, but at least she was still breathing. That he could certainly be thankful for that much.
Seeing the rope dropped by Hermione, He slid his arms beneath her, lifted her up, and carried her over to the rope. Now the question was. How would they get her up the rope? Hermione looked flustered. She hadn't prepared for any such thing, but she supposed, she would have to use the only thing she knew how. Magic. Levitation.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" Hermoine stated this with a smooth clear voice, aiming her wand at the heart of Lissa. Lissa began to rise very slowly. Her body was nearly to the hole, when Draco realized she wouldn't fit. Beginning to climb the rope Draco reached the top, guiding Lissa with his hand above him, gently pushing her through.
Hermione was becoming quite impressed with this young gentleman. It seemed Draco was more than what he seemed. Releasing Lissa to the ground, she re-sprung into action. Letting her hand slide into Draco's was all to easy. It seemed there was almost a perfect fit made for just them. Pulling him through, she finally took a really glance over him. His wife-beater was tight around his very fit muscles. His boxers revealed his leg enough to see he definitely worked out, and his face, Hermione had never seen him look like that, concern, grief, and joy spread across his features. His hair was soft, bleach-blond, long arount his ears, down from their normal spikes. It was a sight.
Hermione wasn't the only one noticing things. For the first time Draco really looked at hermione. Her long hair was tied up into a ribbon, soft waves of brown splashing around her back, the nightie, too, showed more of her womanly figure. Draco had never really though about her before, but now he most certainly did.
"Hermione. we had better take this girl to madam Pomfrey straight away, the loss of blood is fairly immense, and I couldn't bear it if." Draco stopped, picked up lissa, and led the way down the stairs.
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Hermione rapped at the door at the very bottom level of the tower. Madam Pomfrey's office and housing had been moved there for the summer, for easier access to the students residing there. "Madam Pomfrey, Madam Pomfrey! Please will you wake up? I said wake up! WAKE U." The door swung open to reveal the very tired medi-witch. "Please. Madam Pomfrey, this girl, Draco and I. We found her in a tunnel and she's hurt very gravely and we." Cut off again, Hermione was beginning to get annoyed.
"Yes yes, move along, into the Station!" Madam Pomfrey shuffled into the newly renovated mini-station hospital, with only four beds. Draco strode over and laid Lissa down on one. He pulled a chair up behind him, sat, and cupped her hand in his.
Madam Pomfrey had already started to heal the wound. It seemed very deep. "Hermione.?" The medi-witch glance her way, "Will you please retrive Lissa's file from over there for me, in that cabinet?.goo girl, now bring it here." Hermione gladly did what she was asked, and watched as the woman found what she had been searching for. "Kids, what blood types are you?"
Hermione was only a little puzzled at first, then blurted out that she was O positive. It turned out that Draco was the same as Lissa. O negative. Draco scrubbed his arm, with a disinfectants, and drew his own blood with a large syrenge. It looked incredibly painful, Hermione wasn't even sure she could have handled it. He seemed to know how this certain procedure went along.
"Draco," Hermione watched in awe, "How did you learn to do that?"
"My little sister. Endice, she had a type of disease. We had to be able to give her blood whenever she needed it, but all the blood we gave her couldn't even help. She died a couple years back. Never even had time to ebjoy life. Figure If I do well enough in mine, I can make up for what she wasn't able to do." He slid the needle back out of his arm, and handed it to madam Pomfrey. It would only be the first of several he would give that night.
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"Draco, Draco, please wake up." Hermoine bent over the stiil, sleeping figure of the oy lying on the bed. His eyes fluttered open, and he raised his hand tho touch her face, and she took his hand in her own. "Madam Pomfrey is gone, said she would check up on Lissa in about an hour, she's going to be fine. thanks you and what you did."
"Hermoine, are you ok?" Draco was shocked. They were talking, they were touching, they were caring for one another. But he knew this was only too go to last. Looking past Hermione, in the doorway he could see a figure.
The figure of Harry Potter.
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Ok. That chapter was shorter than I had expected, but I started talking to an old friend, and couldn't type at the same time, so I put it off until now. Well, it's 12:53 am and I am beat. I hope you guys can view all the chapters, I've had some trouble with that lately. Anyway! Ciao!~CG