How the Stars Fall
Chapter 10: Deep And Wide
2-18-03 Campiongal
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Draco felt like he was about to be led into a trap. He was doing his best to trust Harry, He really was. But he didn't know yet. There was still a ton to get to know about his two new companions, even if they had been really nice to him.
"Right about here..." Harry tapped the one-eyed stone witch and whispered again, "Dissendium," Just then the statue made enough room for the three of them to get into the passage, and one they were inside, the trio were sliding down, and with three thumps, they were all landed, on their way into Hogsmeade.
"Harry?" Draco sounded a little surprised, "I didn't know you made this kind of trouble!" Draco laughed, and Hermione and Harry joined in.
"Lumos!' Hermione said, wisping her wand out, and making th passage glow with light.
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Crabe and Goyle had seen Pansy off this morning, with promises of following the three around the school. And they did.
Standing in the corridor, they looked around and waited. It was if they heard stone movement, but then all sounds ceased, and there was only silence. Crabe was the first to speak up:
"Figure we should go follow now?"
"I suppose..."
And so, they rounded the corridor, to find it completely empty. They were hoping for this. They peered around the next turn and found nothing. And then the next, and there was nothing. And time after time after time, there was nothing, until the pair gave up, to go have a visit in the kitchen.
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Draco walked with Harry, Hermione in the lead. Over the past year Hermione had mastered getting into the passage, better than Harry himself. She had so many classes, that she always needed supplies, and with no one to get them for her, it was needed that she go get them herself, and in this, she used the passage to Hogsmeade.
"Is there anyway to make this go any faster?" Draco was being a bit of a pin, but he was also the one who was most tired, as Hermione had him stay up all night reading out of her favorite books becasue she hadn't been feeling well.
"Yes there is, not that I think of it!' Hermione swooped around, nearly crashing head-on into Draco. She took a step back, and then resumed, "I could conjour up some brooms, oh, and draco?"
"Hmmm?"
"Please stop being such a whiney ass!" Hermione was tire, cranky, and coming down with a cold. If he didn't wan't that response, he shouldn't have said anything, and he knew it.
Draco laughed and came up behind her, tickling her ribs. Now, what was supposed to have been a broom, was something that raher resembled a cloud with ears. "Is that what you think of when you laugh?" Draco mused, smirk painted across his face.
"Yes, and it's what you will get to ride on, since you helped make It!" Hermione laughed as Draco continued to tickle her.
Harry smiled as he watched the two of them, but a dark cloud loomed over these thoughts. Harry knew that Hermione and Draco both loved having a new friend, but Harry couldn't help but feel like this was all wrong. Once Ron was back to being himself, he would want to be with Hermione, and Harry was all to afraid she would want to be with Draco, and vise-versa. Harry watched as the two of them continued their game. "Hey, guys I'll finish the rooms, that ok?"
Hermione nodded, and was about to say something, when Draco began to tickle her again. The passage was once again filled with laughter.
Draco was all to happy when Hermione tackled him, and sat on him to keep him down. "Who's th tough guy now, huh Draco?" Hermione laughed when she saw the facial expression he gave her. She mused at damaging his ego a bit.
Draco rolled over, knocking Hermione off of him, this time, siting behind her head, with her wrists in his hands. "I'm always the tough guy," he growled out, then burst into laughter.
"Brooms are finished!" Harry roared out into the hollow earth.
Hermione zipped into action. Throwing her legs up she just missed his head, (she wasn't really going to hurt him!) Then rolled onto her stomach, then to her knees, gave him a playful punch in the stomach, then was up and away towards her broom.
But Harry was already on his own. "First man to the trap door gets to kiss 'Mione!" harry was only joking, but apparently, she didn't think it was so funny. Both Draco and Hermione were on their brooms, faster than Krum could ever get to his own, and they were off. Harry and Draco were in the lead for a few minuets, when, surprisingly, Hermione swooped in from behind them, making it into the cellar basement, before you could say quidditch.
"Hermione, how did you learn to fly like that?!" Harry looked at her, stunned.
"Whoever said you couldn't learn everything from books was, so very, wrong." Hermione took out a small pocket mirror and kissed it, smirking at the two boys. Hermione took the brooms and stored them directly below the trap door.
"Lets go!" Hermione looked at the boys, "What? I'm going to call and make two appointments for jaw replacement surgery, since you two can't seem to shut yours!" This seemed to get them talking.
"Ok, ok, we get the point! The owners are going to have a fit soon enough if we don't get out of here!" Harry looked to the top of the stairs and listened, making sure no one was above them. The trio went through, it appeared the family had stepped out.
"How do we get out of here?" Draco was a bit dumb at this adventure thing, but they did have the rest of the summer to train him, and that was sufficient.
"Alohomora!" Hermione had stepped up to the door, now unlocked. They must be very trusting people, that was a very simple spell. The trio shut and locked the door again, walking out to the street. Of course, I was the lunch hour, and they were getting a bit hungry, and so it, of course, would be best to visit the three broomsticks. The reply from Ginny had only read with 3 simple words, Jerks, TTB, and, 2 o'clock. It was about one now, but they would be able to stay until at least nightfall.
The three were on their way when they all stopped dead in their tracks. There, directly in front of them, was a cluster of girls, dressed in all black, and head out, by Pansy Parkinson.
"What on EARTH are you three doing here!?" Pansy screeched and hissed at them, "I'm busy! And where are those two dip heads! I'm going to really have to get on your case after this Malfoy! You haven't been treating any of us to kindly since about two weeks ago, and when I tod your father, he didn't seem to happy!"
Pansy sent a sniveling glare at Hermione, who actually looked quite beautiful today. She had a blue spaghetti strap shirt, with a matching sheer button up, and a very whispy skirt, made up of vert thin layers of silk. Her hair was straightened out, and done up in two messy buns on either side of the top of her head. Draco looked his best today too. He wore a tight black t-shirt, and a hoodie with 'SlipKnot', 'System Of A Down,' and 'Korn' patches on it. and baggy black jeans, his hair was spiked up, the tips black. It had taken him half an hour to do that, and he was right proud. Harry was looking splendid too, but he hadn't tried at all. His new contacts looked great, and the nice t-shirt and jeans suited him fine. He couldn't imagine wearing a sweat-shirt in this weather.
Draco turned to Harry and Hermione, and said, (not quite loud enough for the group of girls to hear) "Lemme handle this, I mean, never underestimate the power of stupid witches in large numbers." Hermione and Harry laughed at this, which earned them both glares from the Pansy Club.
"Pansy, we are just here to pick up a few things, We will be sure to stay out of the path you so graciously walk." He bowed and took the arms of Harry and Hermione, and continued walking don the street. Eyes from the group followed them, but no one said a word.
"Draco, how did you know to do that? And why Did you do that?" Hermione was stumped.
"The way I see it, I didn't have a choice. If I had been mean, se might have thought we were up to something, and told McGonagall or Snape, this way, she continues on with her gal pals, and we play n part in her weird little fantasy land." Draco opened the door for them as the reached the Three Broomsticks. Which, as it happens, was quite packed.
"Look! It's Blaise Zabini!" Harry and Hermione looked at each other as they watched Draco Hug a slytherin boy they had only met on occasion, who actually, seemed very nice.
"Hi, my names Blaise, I'm actually the Chaser for the Slytherin team this year... I believe your Harry... Potter, right? Pleased to meet you!" Blaise extended his hand and shook Harry's own, then He took Hermione's petite hand, gave it a little squeeze, and then a short kiss. "I, however, do not know this lovely maidens name, though I rather fancy her looks!" Hermione blushed, and Harry and Draco glared.
"Hermione Granger. It's great to meet you!" Blaise was quite handsome. His hair was beautiful, and so were his eyes, his barely loose 'Nirvana' shirt matched his baggy blue jeans perfectly. "Want to join us for a round of Butter Beers?" Hermione was slightly disappointed when he shook his head.
"I would love to, but first I have to play!" He pointed to a guitar on a small stage near one of the front windows. "But I' love to join you afterwards, if that all right?"
The trio nodded and followed him up to the front, where they grabbed a front row table.
"Graffiti Decorations, Under a sky of dust... A constant wave of tension, On top of broken trust.... The lessons that you taught me, I learned were never true... Now I Find myself in question, (They point the finger at me again) Guilty by association... (You point the finger at me again) Paper bags and angry voices, Under a sky of dust... Another wave of tension, Has more than filled me up... All my talks of taking action, These words were never true... Now I Find myself in question, (They point the finger at me again) Guilty by association... (You point the finger at me again) I wanna run away, Never say goodbye... I wanna know the truth, Instead of wondering why... I wanna know the answers, No more lies... I wanna shut the door, And open up my mind..."
Blaise's voice was perfect, and crystal clear. In Harry's heart it rang so true. No one, especially him, knew what was coming next, but they had to be prepared, not only to fight, but to run.
Draco had slipped his hand into Hermione's somewhee in the middle of the song, and no one had noticed yet, but their chairs were arranged awefully close together, with his hand resting on her knee, and hers resting on his.
But the perfect picture wouldn't last for long.
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I have to go! I'm really sick, and I'm sorry I haven't been able to upload my stories lately, but the dorm internet was down! If you weren't mentioned in the last interlude as a reviewer, don't be sad! You will be next time I promise, but I could't add a lot of you because of time issues, but I still love you, and you will be the first people on the list in the next interlude! (Chapter fourteen maybe?)
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Draco felt like he was about to be led into a trap. He was doing his best to trust Harry, He really was. But he didn't know yet. There was still a ton to get to know about his two new companions, even if they had been really nice to him.
"Right about here..." Harry tapped the one-eyed stone witch and whispered again, "Dissendium," Just then the statue made enough room for the three of them to get into the passage, and one they were inside, the trio were sliding down, and with three thumps, they were all landed, on their way into Hogsmeade.
"Harry?" Draco sounded a little surprised, "I didn't know you made this kind of trouble!" Draco laughed, and Hermione and Harry joined in.
"Lumos!' Hermione said, wisping her wand out, and making th passage glow with light.
=======*=======
Crabe and Goyle had seen Pansy off this morning, with promises of following the three around the school. And they did.
Standing in the corridor, they looked around and waited. It was if they heard stone movement, but then all sounds ceased, and there was only silence. Crabe was the first to speak up:
"Figure we should go follow now?"
"I suppose..."
And so, they rounded the corridor, to find it completely empty. They were hoping for this. They peered around the next turn and found nothing. And then the next, and there was nothing. And time after time after time, there was nothing, until the pair gave up, to go have a visit in the kitchen.
=======*=======
Draco walked with Harry, Hermione in the lead. Over the past year Hermione had mastered getting into the passage, better than Harry himself. She had so many classes, that she always needed supplies, and with no one to get them for her, it was needed that she go get them herself, and in this, she used the passage to Hogsmeade.
"Is there anyway to make this go any faster?" Draco was being a bit of a pin, but he was also the one who was most tired, as Hermione had him stay up all night reading out of her favorite books becasue she hadn't been feeling well.
"Yes there is, not that I think of it!' Hermione swooped around, nearly crashing head-on into Draco. She took a step back, and then resumed, "I could conjour up some brooms, oh, and draco?"
"Hmmm?"
"Please stop being such a whiney ass!" Hermione was tire, cranky, and coming down with a cold. If he didn't wan't that response, he shouldn't have said anything, and he knew it.
Draco laughed and came up behind her, tickling her ribs. Now, what was supposed to have been a broom, was something that raher resembled a cloud with ears. "Is that what you think of when you laugh?" Draco mused, smirk painted across his face.
"Yes, and it's what you will get to ride on, since you helped make It!" Hermione laughed as Draco continued to tickle her.
Harry smiled as he watched the two of them, but a dark cloud loomed over these thoughts. Harry knew that Hermione and Draco both loved having a new friend, but Harry couldn't help but feel like this was all wrong. Once Ron was back to being himself, he would want to be with Hermione, and Harry was all to afraid she would want to be with Draco, and vise-versa. Harry watched as the two of them continued their game. "Hey, guys I'll finish the rooms, that ok?"
Hermione nodded, and was about to say something, when Draco began to tickle her again. The passage was once again filled with laughter.
Draco was all to happy when Hermione tackled him, and sat on him to keep him down. "Who's th tough guy now, huh Draco?" Hermione laughed when she saw the facial expression he gave her. She mused at damaging his ego a bit.
Draco rolled over, knocking Hermione off of him, this time, siting behind her head, with her wrists in his hands. "I'm always the tough guy," he growled out, then burst into laughter.
"Brooms are finished!" Harry roared out into the hollow earth.
Hermione zipped into action. Throwing her legs up she just missed his head, (she wasn't really going to hurt him!) Then rolled onto her stomach, then to her knees, gave him a playful punch in the stomach, then was up and away towards her broom.
But Harry was already on his own. "First man to the trap door gets to kiss 'Mione!" harry was only joking, but apparently, she didn't think it was so funny. Both Draco and Hermione were on their brooms, faster than Krum could ever get to his own, and they were off. Harry and Draco were in the lead for a few minuets, when, surprisingly, Hermione swooped in from behind them, making it into the cellar basement, before you could say quidditch.
"Hermione, how did you learn to fly like that?!" Harry looked at her, stunned.
"Whoever said you couldn't learn everything from books was, so very, wrong." Hermione took out a small pocket mirror and kissed it, smirking at the two boys. Hermione took the brooms and stored them directly below the trap door.
"Lets go!" Hermione looked at the boys, "What? I'm going to call and make two appointments for jaw replacement surgery, since you two can't seem to shut yours!" This seemed to get them talking.
"Ok, ok, we get the point! The owners are going to have a fit soon enough if we don't get out of here!" Harry looked to the top of the stairs and listened, making sure no one was above them. The trio went through, it appeared the family had stepped out.
"How do we get out of here?" Draco was a bit dumb at this adventure thing, but they did have the rest of the summer to train him, and that was sufficient.
"Alohomora!" Hermione had stepped up to the door, now unlocked. They must be very trusting people, that was a very simple spell. The trio shut and locked the door again, walking out to the street. Of course, I was the lunch hour, and they were getting a bit hungry, and so it, of course, would be best to visit the three broomsticks. The reply from Ginny had only read with 3 simple words, Jerks, TTB, and, 2 o'clock. It was about one now, but they would be able to stay until at least nightfall.
The three were on their way when they all stopped dead in their tracks. There, directly in front of them, was a cluster of girls, dressed in all black, and head out, by Pansy Parkinson.
"What on EARTH are you three doing here!?" Pansy screeched and hissed at them, "I'm busy! And where are those two dip heads! I'm going to really have to get on your case after this Malfoy! You haven't been treating any of us to kindly since about two weeks ago, and when I tod your father, he didn't seem to happy!"
Pansy sent a sniveling glare at Hermione, who actually looked quite beautiful today. She had a blue spaghetti strap shirt, with a matching sheer button up, and a very whispy skirt, made up of vert thin layers of silk. Her hair was straightened out, and done up in two messy buns on either side of the top of her head. Draco looked his best today too. He wore a tight black t-shirt, and a hoodie with 'SlipKnot', 'System Of A Down,' and 'Korn' patches on it. and baggy black jeans, his hair was spiked up, the tips black. It had taken him half an hour to do that, and he was right proud. Harry was looking splendid too, but he hadn't tried at all. His new contacts looked great, and the nice t-shirt and jeans suited him fine. He couldn't imagine wearing a sweat-shirt in this weather.
Draco turned to Harry and Hermione, and said, (not quite loud enough for the group of girls to hear) "Lemme handle this, I mean, never underestimate the power of stupid witches in large numbers." Hermione and Harry laughed at this, which earned them both glares from the Pansy Club.
"Pansy, we are just here to pick up a few things, We will be sure to stay out of the path you so graciously walk." He bowed and took the arms of Harry and Hermione, and continued walking don the street. Eyes from the group followed them, but no one said a word.
"Draco, how did you know to do that? And why Did you do that?" Hermione was stumped.
"The way I see it, I didn't have a choice. If I had been mean, se might have thought we were up to something, and told McGonagall or Snape, this way, she continues on with her gal pals, and we play n part in her weird little fantasy land." Draco opened the door for them as the reached the Three Broomsticks. Which, as it happens, was quite packed.
"Look! It's Blaise Zabini!" Harry and Hermione looked at each other as they watched Draco Hug a slytherin boy they had only met on occasion, who actually, seemed very nice.
"Hi, my names Blaise, I'm actually the Chaser for the Slytherin team this year... I believe your Harry... Potter, right? Pleased to meet you!" Blaise extended his hand and shook Harry's own, then He took Hermione's petite hand, gave it a little squeeze, and then a short kiss. "I, however, do not know this lovely maidens name, though I rather fancy her looks!" Hermione blushed, and Harry and Draco glared.
"Hermione Granger. It's great to meet you!" Blaise was quite handsome. His hair was beautiful, and so were his eyes, his barely loose 'Nirvana' shirt matched his baggy blue jeans perfectly. "Want to join us for a round of Butter Beers?" Hermione was slightly disappointed when he shook his head.
"I would love to, but first I have to play!" He pointed to a guitar on a small stage near one of the front windows. "But I' love to join you afterwards, if that all right?"
The trio nodded and followed him up to the front, where they grabbed a front row table.
"Graffiti Decorations, Under a sky of dust... A constant wave of tension, On top of broken trust.... The lessons that you taught me, I learned were never true... Now I Find myself in question, (They point the finger at me again) Guilty by association... (You point the finger at me again) Paper bags and angry voices, Under a sky of dust... Another wave of tension, Has more than filled me up... All my talks of taking action, These words were never true... Now I Find myself in question, (They point the finger at me again) Guilty by association... (You point the finger at me again) I wanna run away, Never say goodbye... I wanna know the truth, Instead of wondering why... I wanna know the answers, No more lies... I wanna shut the door, And open up my mind..."
Blaise's voice was perfect, and crystal clear. In Harry's heart it rang so true. No one, especially him, knew what was coming next, but they had to be prepared, not only to fight, but to run.
Draco had slipped his hand into Hermione's somewhee in the middle of the song, and no one had noticed yet, but their chairs were arranged awefully close together, with his hand resting on her knee, and hers resting on his.
But the perfect picture wouldn't last for long.
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I have to go! I'm really sick, and I'm sorry I haven't been able to upload my stories lately, but the dorm internet was down! If you weren't mentioned in the last interlude as a reviewer, don't be sad! You will be next time I promise, but I could't add a lot of you because of time issues, but I still love you, and you will be the first people on the list in the next interlude! (Chapter fourteen maybe?)