How The Stars Fall
Chapter 6: A Song For The Stars
Campiongal
2-13-03
disclaimer: Again, Harry Potter is not mine. If it was, I'd have Draco chained in my bathtub. And the sounds of Good Charlotte, Michelle branch, and No Doubt and too, sadly, not mine. =============*================
Quick Note: If anyone wants to know the time frame: Hermione came to the school on the 4rth of June (Happy b-day Navy Converse!) Then it is Tuesday the 5th. That evening/ into the morning of the sixth, Draco and Hermione save Lissa. (like the ending of Laurissa, it's not Lisa. It's liss-a.) In this chapter it says Harry and Hermione hang out the rest of the week. That means until Sunday, June 10th. So, the main part of this chapter (hint: parts with Draco/Hermione) Happen on the 10nth of June. That Sunday.
This also means, if you wanted to know. That since Ron visited on the day of the 5th, he and his family are scheduled to return on the 5th of July. (PS. I rarely go on a schedule ( )
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Hermione looked in to the shocked eyes of Draco. She was herself quite shocked. The night had been quite eventful, and she was surprised they had talked, and now, she was holding his blood drained hand. After giving over fifteen syringes of blood, he had passed out. He was strong, and would overcome the loss, and thanks to that loss, Lissa would live. If only she would wake up. they could know what happened. What could have happened?
Just then she hear the voice behind her. "Hermione! What are you doing holding the hand of that filthy death-eater!" Harry was furious. First Ron tells him about his kiss with her, then he sees 'Moine flaunting over possibly the most hated person at Hogwarts. What next. He shouldn't have asked.
"Harry Potter!" Hermione jumped up to face him, "You are being incredibly rude to someone who just saved another's life. Good, or bad, every one is human and should be shown a little compassion! I could have been the one being slice-and-dice this evening, and I truly believe he still would have helped me. I see him as more than just a Slytherin, now, after tonight's events, and respect him at least a little bit for it. After what he did for Lissa, I think we should all try and be a little Grateful!"
Silence.
Harry Walked to Hermione, and she walked to him, and to Draco's continuous shock. They embraced.
"Hermione, it's so good to see you. Since Ron told me about your family. er. issues, I've meant to call. I'm sorry for being. rash, but. Ron told me that you. and him. and now Draco. I suppose I'm just very confused. That's all." He hugged her deeper.
"Harry, I read your letters, and I'm glad to see your having your own space now. That's good to hear. And, I'm sorry about getting all defensive, it's just. I'm a girl, It's three in the morning, I'm tired, I'm hungry, and I haven't had a chance to do a third set of notes for our new Spells Book. It's all very frustrating. Especially that last bit." They both laughed as they pulled apart.
This is when Harry turned to Draco. " I'm sorry." Now Draco was sure he was delusional. "I shouldn't have yelled at either of you. Hermione, it appears, was only trying to be kind. and. Thanks for helping Lissa. She's a sweet girl, and deserves the best." both Draco and Hermione noticed the loving glance he shot in Lissa's direction. "Now. After hearing Hermione's complaints, I think it's the best Idea to fetch us all some food."
As Harry trod away, Hermione followed. what was he her for anyways?
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"Harry! Harry, wait!" Hermione came up behind him, hugging him again, "What are you doing here? I'm so happy to see you! I've missed talking!"
"Hermione, there is something going terribly wrong here at Hogwarts and I. Dumbledore wants. needs my help. I just. I'm so confused. I suppose I just expected to find you here, writing to Ron, rather than with. him." Harry glanced back to the infirmary.
"Really Harry, You know me better than to think I would do anything with Malfoy!. But he saved a young woman's life tonight, and I couldn't have done it without him, and he was there trying to save her before even I was, and I appreciate that." She stepped in front of Harry, cutting him off. " Please don't say anything to Ron? It would break his heart to even think I said 'Hi' to Malfoy, but we owe him a lot."
Harry turned to his best friend and nodded "Indeed we do. I'm just glad I'm here now, to help you. Because I have a feeling whatever I'm supposed to be fighting against isn't just after Lissa. and we can't predict whose next." Here he took Hermione's hands in his own, "' Moine, your so precious to Ron, and I promised him, that until he is here, I would look after you, and keep you safe. And so I shall. And part of that, is to keep you away from Malfoy. I hope you understand, but.. I promised Ron." He looked at Hermione, checking to see if anything he had just said had made any sense.
"I understand Harry, I do, I just don't know if, it's right to scorn Draco like this. maybe he wants to be a good person! We could help him. But if Ron asked. I'll leave it until he gets here. Then Draco can become our new project! What do you think?"
Harry laughed as they continued up the stairs into the kitchen, "I think is sounds like a plan 'Moine, a master plan."
And with that they continued onward, there were sandwiches to make and deliver, and questions to be asked.
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Harry and Hermione walked the halls together almost the entire week from then on. With Lissa still in a sort of coma, Draco giving out blood, Crabe, Goyle, and Pansy sulking, and the others all studying, there wasn't much they could do. So there they sat, Harry. And Hermoine. Playing wizards chess. Over, and over, and over. Why did summer have to be so hot, boring, and exhausting, even when they hadn't budged.
But Hogwarts, was about to have a break from ordinary.
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Sunday night. All were asleep. Or so the authorities though. There was one person who was definitely up and about. After being trapped, aolone, int eh infirmary for over a week, alone, with only visits from that freakish pansy, known as Pansy, Draco Malfoy was out to have a little fun of his own.
But alas, he wasn't the only one.
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Hermione Granger had just finished the muting spell over her room! "Yes!" She said aloud to herself! Now she could be up as late as she wanted, be as loud as she wanted, and most importantly, sleep and study, as much as she liked, and to the rest of the student body, they would hear none of it. Literally.
Hermoine jumped up of her silk bed and clapped on her radio. The newest song by Michelle Branch was out, and it was just the perfect tempo for some good wild, sexy, crazy dancing. It was time to unwind. Besides. It wasn't like anyone was watching her dance around in her new skimpy purple nightie, and it was her right to have fun. No one would ever know.
Or would they?
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Draco slipped out his newest Broom. Firebolt 3000. The most recent make and model, his aunt sent it as a surprise present. She was a nice woman, aunt Melinda. She had refused to join the Death Eaters when she was a small girl. And had managed, too, to hide herself well enough, to escape the family. She sent packages once in a very long while, to Draco, and the other children, but the owls were always murdered later. Draco would not. He had sent a letter in code back with the owl. If he was lucky it would reach her. If not, no one would be able to read it. His aunt had made it all up to be able to communicate in secret with him. It was nice. He only hoped she would receive his not. It was vital she knew he wanted out. Now.
Pulling on his new midnight blue robe, tucking his head under the hood, he grabbed the broom, and made for the window. It was easy to open, in or out. He only hoped the towers didn't move as frequently as the school stairs did. He was off to visit a friend.
The broom was very easy to maneuver. It shifted easily from one side to the other, causing no problems whatsoever. He rode up, to the next floor, and peeked through the only lighted window.
What he saw made him almost fall off his broom with laughter.
There was Hermione, wooden spoon in hand, nightie on, jumping up and down on her bed, singing and dancing away to some sort of muggle music. The only bands he listened to that were muggle were Good Charlotte and No Doubt. And those weren't even all muggle. Good Charlottes members all had some wizard blood in them, and Gwen, she was a pure-blood witch. To bad he wasn't a few years older.
Hermione glanced out the window. There was Draco. Staring. At Her! This made a chain reaction of her falling off the bed, hitting her head, Draco flying towards the window, not remembering that there was glass there, smashing into it, crashing to the landing off of it (it: Hermione's window) And both of the two bursting out in laughter.
Hermione was rushing to open the window when she had remembered her promise to Harry and Ron, and her fingers slipped from the handle, and her laughter stopped.
When Draco saw the look she was giving him, his own laughter stopped to. At first, he thought something must be behind him, but when he checked, there wasn't anything. He looked at her, and reached out for the window. It appeared she was going to let him open it.
Hermione watched as Draco opened her window. She didn't realize he could do that. "Draco!" She hissed, as if afraid the muting spell was suddenly not going to work, "You can't be here, it's not right I can't-" Hermione was really, really getting peeved about being interrupted so much this week!
"Hermione, err.. I mean, Granger. I just was saying 'Hi' don't have to get all defensive on me, do you?" Draco was having fun. He didn't need to be mean to her right this minuet, he could do that anytime, besides, she HAD stuck up for him to Potter. "Wanna come for a ride? I promise, it will be nice, safe, and slow! But, you might want to put a cloak on first!"
Hermione blushed. She ran over and turned off her music to think about it. This was a good night to go flying, and her own broom was down the hall in storage. But then again, Ron might get angry. but he would also never know if Harry never told him. and she was sure she could convince Draco not to tell. "I'll make you a deal. I'd like to talk to you about some things, so I'll go, but you have to promise to keep this quiet."
Draco nodded. "Of course. You did me a favor by sticking up for me, I'll do you one by keeping this all a secret." And he was sincere. If this is what she wanted, He's do his best to make it happen for her. Only, as a favor for what she did.
Hermione was halfway through the window when a noise stopped her movements.
Someone was at her door. And they weren't knocking.
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I have a thing I have to go to tonight, but hopefully I will add another chapter by late evening, or tomorrow morning, I'll be at my dads, so it might be hard to get on the internet ( Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! -CG
disclaimer: Again, Harry Potter is not mine. If it was, I'd have Draco chained in my bathtub. And the sounds of Good Charlotte, Michelle branch, and No Doubt and too, sadly, not mine. =============*================
Quick Note: If anyone wants to know the time frame: Hermione came to the school on the 4rth of June (Happy b-day Navy Converse!) Then it is Tuesday the 5th. That evening/ into the morning of the sixth, Draco and Hermione save Lissa. (like the ending of Laurissa, it's not Lisa. It's liss-a.) In this chapter it says Harry and Hermione hang out the rest of the week. That means until Sunday, June 10th. So, the main part of this chapter (hint: parts with Draco/Hermione) Happen on the 10nth of June. That Sunday.
This also means, if you wanted to know. That since Ron visited on the day of the 5th, he and his family are scheduled to return on the 5th of July. (PS. I rarely go on a schedule ( )
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Hermione looked in to the shocked eyes of Draco. She was herself quite shocked. The night had been quite eventful, and she was surprised they had talked, and now, she was holding his blood drained hand. After giving over fifteen syringes of blood, he had passed out. He was strong, and would overcome the loss, and thanks to that loss, Lissa would live. If only she would wake up. they could know what happened. What could have happened?
Just then she hear the voice behind her. "Hermione! What are you doing holding the hand of that filthy death-eater!" Harry was furious. First Ron tells him about his kiss with her, then he sees 'Moine flaunting over possibly the most hated person at Hogwarts. What next. He shouldn't have asked.
"Harry Potter!" Hermione jumped up to face him, "You are being incredibly rude to someone who just saved another's life. Good, or bad, every one is human and should be shown a little compassion! I could have been the one being slice-and-dice this evening, and I truly believe he still would have helped me. I see him as more than just a Slytherin, now, after tonight's events, and respect him at least a little bit for it. After what he did for Lissa, I think we should all try and be a little Grateful!"
Silence.
Harry Walked to Hermione, and she walked to him, and to Draco's continuous shock. They embraced.
"Hermione, it's so good to see you. Since Ron told me about your family. er. issues, I've meant to call. I'm sorry for being. rash, but. Ron told me that you. and him. and now Draco. I suppose I'm just very confused. That's all." He hugged her deeper.
"Harry, I read your letters, and I'm glad to see your having your own space now. That's good to hear. And, I'm sorry about getting all defensive, it's just. I'm a girl, It's three in the morning, I'm tired, I'm hungry, and I haven't had a chance to do a third set of notes for our new Spells Book. It's all very frustrating. Especially that last bit." They both laughed as they pulled apart.
This is when Harry turned to Draco. " I'm sorry." Now Draco was sure he was delusional. "I shouldn't have yelled at either of you. Hermione, it appears, was only trying to be kind. and. Thanks for helping Lissa. She's a sweet girl, and deserves the best." both Draco and Hermione noticed the loving glance he shot in Lissa's direction. "Now. After hearing Hermione's complaints, I think it's the best Idea to fetch us all some food."
As Harry trod away, Hermione followed. what was he her for anyways?
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"Harry! Harry, wait!" Hermione came up behind him, hugging him again, "What are you doing here? I'm so happy to see you! I've missed talking!"
"Hermione, there is something going terribly wrong here at Hogwarts and I. Dumbledore wants. needs my help. I just. I'm so confused. I suppose I just expected to find you here, writing to Ron, rather than with. him." Harry glanced back to the infirmary.
"Really Harry, You know me better than to think I would do anything with Malfoy!. But he saved a young woman's life tonight, and I couldn't have done it without him, and he was there trying to save her before even I was, and I appreciate that." She stepped in front of Harry, cutting him off. " Please don't say anything to Ron? It would break his heart to even think I said 'Hi' to Malfoy, but we owe him a lot."
Harry turned to his best friend and nodded "Indeed we do. I'm just glad I'm here now, to help you. Because I have a feeling whatever I'm supposed to be fighting against isn't just after Lissa. and we can't predict whose next." Here he took Hermione's hands in his own, "' Moine, your so precious to Ron, and I promised him, that until he is here, I would look after you, and keep you safe. And so I shall. And part of that, is to keep you away from Malfoy. I hope you understand, but.. I promised Ron." He looked at Hermione, checking to see if anything he had just said had made any sense.
"I understand Harry, I do, I just don't know if, it's right to scorn Draco like this. maybe he wants to be a good person! We could help him. But if Ron asked. I'll leave it until he gets here. Then Draco can become our new project! What do you think?"
Harry laughed as they continued up the stairs into the kitchen, "I think is sounds like a plan 'Moine, a master plan."
And with that they continued onward, there were sandwiches to make and deliver, and questions to be asked.
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Harry and Hermione walked the halls together almost the entire week from then on. With Lissa still in a sort of coma, Draco giving out blood, Crabe, Goyle, and Pansy sulking, and the others all studying, there wasn't much they could do. So there they sat, Harry. And Hermoine. Playing wizards chess. Over, and over, and over. Why did summer have to be so hot, boring, and exhausting, even when they hadn't budged.
But Hogwarts, was about to have a break from ordinary.
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Sunday night. All were asleep. Or so the authorities though. There was one person who was definitely up and about. After being trapped, aolone, int eh infirmary for over a week, alone, with only visits from that freakish pansy, known as Pansy, Draco Malfoy was out to have a little fun of his own.
But alas, he wasn't the only one.
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Hermione Granger had just finished the muting spell over her room! "Yes!" She said aloud to herself! Now she could be up as late as she wanted, be as loud as she wanted, and most importantly, sleep and study, as much as she liked, and to the rest of the student body, they would hear none of it. Literally.
Hermoine jumped up of her silk bed and clapped on her radio. The newest song by Michelle Branch was out, and it was just the perfect tempo for some good wild, sexy, crazy dancing. It was time to unwind. Besides. It wasn't like anyone was watching her dance around in her new skimpy purple nightie, and it was her right to have fun. No one would ever know.
Or would they?
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Draco slipped out his newest Broom. Firebolt 3000. The most recent make and model, his aunt sent it as a surprise present. She was a nice woman, aunt Melinda. She had refused to join the Death Eaters when she was a small girl. And had managed, too, to hide herself well enough, to escape the family. She sent packages once in a very long while, to Draco, and the other children, but the owls were always murdered later. Draco would not. He had sent a letter in code back with the owl. If he was lucky it would reach her. If not, no one would be able to read it. His aunt had made it all up to be able to communicate in secret with him. It was nice. He only hoped she would receive his not. It was vital she knew he wanted out. Now.
Pulling on his new midnight blue robe, tucking his head under the hood, he grabbed the broom, and made for the window. It was easy to open, in or out. He only hoped the towers didn't move as frequently as the school stairs did. He was off to visit a friend.
The broom was very easy to maneuver. It shifted easily from one side to the other, causing no problems whatsoever. He rode up, to the next floor, and peeked through the only lighted window.
What he saw made him almost fall off his broom with laughter.
There was Hermione, wooden spoon in hand, nightie on, jumping up and down on her bed, singing and dancing away to some sort of muggle music. The only bands he listened to that were muggle were Good Charlotte and No Doubt. And those weren't even all muggle. Good Charlottes members all had some wizard blood in them, and Gwen, she was a pure-blood witch. To bad he wasn't a few years older.
Hermione glanced out the window. There was Draco. Staring. At Her! This made a chain reaction of her falling off the bed, hitting her head, Draco flying towards the window, not remembering that there was glass there, smashing into it, crashing to the landing off of it (it: Hermione's window) And both of the two bursting out in laughter.
Hermione was rushing to open the window when she had remembered her promise to Harry and Ron, and her fingers slipped from the handle, and her laughter stopped.
When Draco saw the look she was giving him, his own laughter stopped to. At first, he thought something must be behind him, but when he checked, there wasn't anything. He looked at her, and reached out for the window. It appeared she was going to let him open it.
Hermione watched as Draco opened her window. She didn't realize he could do that. "Draco!" She hissed, as if afraid the muting spell was suddenly not going to work, "You can't be here, it's not right I can't-" Hermione was really, really getting peeved about being interrupted so much this week!
"Hermione, err.. I mean, Granger. I just was saying 'Hi' don't have to get all defensive on me, do you?" Draco was having fun. He didn't need to be mean to her right this minuet, he could do that anytime, besides, she HAD stuck up for him to Potter. "Wanna come for a ride? I promise, it will be nice, safe, and slow! But, you might want to put a cloak on first!"
Hermione blushed. She ran over and turned off her music to think about it. This was a good night to go flying, and her own broom was down the hall in storage. But then again, Ron might get angry. but he would also never know if Harry never told him. and she was sure she could convince Draco not to tell. "I'll make you a deal. I'd like to talk to you about some things, so I'll go, but you have to promise to keep this quiet."
Draco nodded. "Of course. You did me a favor by sticking up for me, I'll do you one by keeping this all a secret." And he was sincere. If this is what she wanted, He's do his best to make it happen for her. Only, as a favor for what she did.
Hermione was halfway through the window when a noise stopped her movements.
Someone was at her door. And they weren't knocking.
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I have a thing I have to go to tonight, but hopefully I will add another chapter by late evening, or tomorrow morning, I'll be at my dads, so it might be hard to get on the internet ( Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! -CG