Once again I find myself apologizing to you, my loyal readers, for my dumb
as crap computer being royally fubared since my last update. Oh well here's
the next chapter anyway. Into Italy they go. God help us all.
Hermione stepped out of the shower wistfully. She wrapped her mane of chocolate locks into a soft towel and encased her body in another. She stepped out of the bathroom and padded over to her bed where Draco was sprawled out, asleep.
She changed quickly, not wanting to wake him up. She reached for a clip on her nightstand to restrain her hair with. Draco caught her wrist, stilling her arm in place. "Leave it down." He said, his eyes still tightly shut.
Hermione's mouth dropped open. "You've been awake all this time?" She practically screamed. His hand fell limp and his eyes remained shut.
Hermione leapt on to him, grabbing his lapels. "Draco Malfoy, do you think me an idiot? You are not asleep! Damn you, answer me!"
Draco's breathing remained steady, his eyes firmly closed. She thumped him on the chest. No one could sleep through this; he was toying with her.
Draco battled with the urge to smile ferociously, but eventually lost and his eyes snapped open. "You woke me up." He said innocently.
She glared daggers into his skull. "What did you see?"
"Nothing. My eyes were closed."
"Then how did you know I was reaching for the hair clip?"
"My second sight?"
"Ha, you just wanted to see me naked." She accused.
"Oh come on now, I'm not that perverted." He defended.
"Yes, you are perverted." She shot back.
"I never said I wasn't perverted I said I'm not that perverted."
She rolled her eyes. "You are so."
"Charming?"
"Arrogant." She corrected.
Just then Minerva burst into the room to gaze upon the sight of Hermione on top of Draco. Her eyes bulged out of her head. "What's going on here?"
Both students sat up immediately. Hermione opened her mouth to explain but Minerva raised a hand and cut her off as she clutched her head with the other. "Never mind, I don't want to know. All I know is that we're behind schedule. We have to go now. Move!"
McGonagall hurried from the room to alert the other students as Draco and Hermione raced to the bus and climbed aboard. They chose the middle seat and waited as everyone else sat down and the driver slid into the driver's seat.
"Where are we going?" Draco called over all the noise at Snape.
"Italy!" Was his only reply as the bus began to head south.
The bus came to a halt around midnight at the back of an old run down building. Snape led them through to the front. Drifting in port were five gondolas adorned with four gondola rowers.
Each pair of students chose a gondola and sat down. Snape was rowing the empty one carrying him and Minerva. They were apparently going on a boat ride through Venice. Hermione shrugged and plopped down on a huge pillow beside Draco.
"When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie that's amouri!!" Wailed all five gondola rowers enharmonically.
Draco winced as the sound grated his ears. He covered Hermione's to spare her the hideous, ungodly screeching. He stood abruptly rocking the minute boat, causing the rower to lose balance and splash into the water.
Draco managed to grab his pole before it fell prey to the inky water along with it's wielder. Draco then appointed himself gondola rower and began rowing, singing included.
His low voice sliced the night purely, causing the other gondola rowers to stop and turn to look at him. Ron's rower was so fascinated he lost his balance and joined his kindred in the icy water. Ron did not want to row but his boat was falling behind giving him no choice. He stood and rowed, sulking the whole time.
Hermione didn't want to listen to Draco's voice; it was too perfect. Her eyes flashed fire at him. "Do you even know what you're singing?"
He paused. "No." He answered earnestly.
Hermione sighed. "It means that when the moon is reflected in someone's eye that that's love." She explained.
He cocked his head to the side. "Well, whom am I singing to?" He questioned far to innocently.
Hermione shrugged. "I don't know."
He glanced around, musing aloud. "Ginny's too young, McGonagall's too old and Pansy's just.no. So, I guess I'm singing to you." He said leaning down to look her squarely in the eye.
She groaned. "Of course."
He laughed and continued his serenade. Ginny glared at her boat rower and threw a stone at him, successfully knocking him overboard. She picked up his forgotten pole and hurled it at Goyle. "Row." She ordered. Goyle shrugged, stood and began rowing.
Pansy's eyes bore into Hermione's head. "I am gonna kill her." Harry shook his head at her and looked at the gondola rower, the only one remaining. He appeared to be terrified.
Draco leapt from his boat onto Harry's shoving the rower aside. "You're fired." He said calmly jumping back to his boat.
Pansy pointed to the rower's fallen pole looking at Harry. He sighed. "I hate you Pansy." He repeated.
"Yes, yes I know."
"No, you don't know, the intensity of my hatred will only be discovered in the pits of hell where demons whisper it to each other. They whisper because they don't want the devil to hear it and have a heart attack from fright."
Pansy eyed him strangely. "Okay." She said slowly.
"When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie that's amouri." Snape droned in a monotone whisper.
"Severus, that's not very enthusiastic." Complained McGonagall.
He looked her in the eye. "You want enthusiastic Minerva?"
Suddenly he flung his arms out dramatically. "When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie that's AMOURI!!!" Snape bellowed.
Every head turned to look at Snape as he returned to his usual sunken, forlorn posture. "Tell no one of this." He ordered dryly.
Minerva was too shocked to reply.
Snape ignored her and flagged his troops toward a pizzaria. They tied off the boats and headed off the dock, but before they got inside a hand reached out from a dark alleyway and snatched Hermione jerking her into the blackness and clasping a hand over her mouth to stifle any cry of distress.
"I wouldn't advise that." A raspy voice informed her as she tried to kick free of her attacker.
She allowed herself to be drawn a short distance into a run down brick building. Once inside her assailent bound her wrists behind her back and secured her to a chair.
He then raised her head to look into his black pits only minutely resembling eyes. "We're gonna have fun tonight." He rasped sweetly. Hermione felt hot tears welling behind her eyes. "Don't go anywhere." He taunted exitting the room.
Only after his departure did she allow her tears to slip down her face. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see her surroundings when she felt a gentle thumb stroke across her face halting her tears progress.
She opened her eyes to look upon Draco's smiling face. Fresh tears spilled down her face again from sheer relief.
He pressed a finger to her lips. "Shh, we don't want to be heard." He whispered reaching behind her to free her bound appendages. "You didn't actually think I'd let that idiot rape you did you?" He was trying to distract her.
She wrapped her freed arms around him. "I know." She whispered back.
Just then the door burst open and her attacker returned. He saw Draco and immediately cowered at the cold glint in the blonde's eye. "Wait, I uh...I wasn't gonna hurt the little lady...honest."
The silver eyes continued to boar into him relentlessly. The man all the sudden became offensive. "Hey, I found her first, hotshot! Go find your own!" With that he sprang at Draco, arms flailing.
Draco caught the man's throat in one hand and raised him off the ground slamming his back into a near by brick wall pinning him there.
"Now you weren't thinking of striking me now were you?" Draco asked casually. The man shook his head, his face twisted into a painful grimace. "Good." Replied Draco releasing the man from his grasp.
The raper reached up to his neck to ensure it was intact, coughing violently. Draco strode back over to Hermione, intwined his fingers with hers, and casually walked from the building.
Hermione turned her head and stuck her tongue out at him, just for good measure, before returning to a rather infuriated Snape and a much needed cup of coffee.
************************************************************************Well what think ye? I know I haven't updated in a while but there's good reason. It seems that now our new favorite chapter is Nudity you perverted people but keep sending me votes and maybe it'll change. Tootles!
Hermione stepped out of the shower wistfully. She wrapped her mane of chocolate locks into a soft towel and encased her body in another. She stepped out of the bathroom and padded over to her bed where Draco was sprawled out, asleep.
She changed quickly, not wanting to wake him up. She reached for a clip on her nightstand to restrain her hair with. Draco caught her wrist, stilling her arm in place. "Leave it down." He said, his eyes still tightly shut.
Hermione's mouth dropped open. "You've been awake all this time?" She practically screamed. His hand fell limp and his eyes remained shut.
Hermione leapt on to him, grabbing his lapels. "Draco Malfoy, do you think me an idiot? You are not asleep! Damn you, answer me!"
Draco's breathing remained steady, his eyes firmly closed. She thumped him on the chest. No one could sleep through this; he was toying with her.
Draco battled with the urge to smile ferociously, but eventually lost and his eyes snapped open. "You woke me up." He said innocently.
She glared daggers into his skull. "What did you see?"
"Nothing. My eyes were closed."
"Then how did you know I was reaching for the hair clip?"
"My second sight?"
"Ha, you just wanted to see me naked." She accused.
"Oh come on now, I'm not that perverted." He defended.
"Yes, you are perverted." She shot back.
"I never said I wasn't perverted I said I'm not that perverted."
She rolled her eyes. "You are so."
"Charming?"
"Arrogant." She corrected.
Just then Minerva burst into the room to gaze upon the sight of Hermione on top of Draco. Her eyes bulged out of her head. "What's going on here?"
Both students sat up immediately. Hermione opened her mouth to explain but Minerva raised a hand and cut her off as she clutched her head with the other. "Never mind, I don't want to know. All I know is that we're behind schedule. We have to go now. Move!"
McGonagall hurried from the room to alert the other students as Draco and Hermione raced to the bus and climbed aboard. They chose the middle seat and waited as everyone else sat down and the driver slid into the driver's seat.
"Where are we going?" Draco called over all the noise at Snape.
"Italy!" Was his only reply as the bus began to head south.
The bus came to a halt around midnight at the back of an old run down building. Snape led them through to the front. Drifting in port were five gondolas adorned with four gondola rowers.
Each pair of students chose a gondola and sat down. Snape was rowing the empty one carrying him and Minerva. They were apparently going on a boat ride through Venice. Hermione shrugged and plopped down on a huge pillow beside Draco.
"When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie that's amouri!!" Wailed all five gondola rowers enharmonically.
Draco winced as the sound grated his ears. He covered Hermione's to spare her the hideous, ungodly screeching. He stood abruptly rocking the minute boat, causing the rower to lose balance and splash into the water.
Draco managed to grab his pole before it fell prey to the inky water along with it's wielder. Draco then appointed himself gondola rower and began rowing, singing included.
His low voice sliced the night purely, causing the other gondola rowers to stop and turn to look at him. Ron's rower was so fascinated he lost his balance and joined his kindred in the icy water. Ron did not want to row but his boat was falling behind giving him no choice. He stood and rowed, sulking the whole time.
Hermione didn't want to listen to Draco's voice; it was too perfect. Her eyes flashed fire at him. "Do you even know what you're singing?"
He paused. "No." He answered earnestly.
Hermione sighed. "It means that when the moon is reflected in someone's eye that that's love." She explained.
He cocked his head to the side. "Well, whom am I singing to?" He questioned far to innocently.
Hermione shrugged. "I don't know."
He glanced around, musing aloud. "Ginny's too young, McGonagall's too old and Pansy's just.no. So, I guess I'm singing to you." He said leaning down to look her squarely in the eye.
She groaned. "Of course."
He laughed and continued his serenade. Ginny glared at her boat rower and threw a stone at him, successfully knocking him overboard. She picked up his forgotten pole and hurled it at Goyle. "Row." She ordered. Goyle shrugged, stood and began rowing.
Pansy's eyes bore into Hermione's head. "I am gonna kill her." Harry shook his head at her and looked at the gondola rower, the only one remaining. He appeared to be terrified.
Draco leapt from his boat onto Harry's shoving the rower aside. "You're fired." He said calmly jumping back to his boat.
Pansy pointed to the rower's fallen pole looking at Harry. He sighed. "I hate you Pansy." He repeated.
"Yes, yes I know."
"No, you don't know, the intensity of my hatred will only be discovered in the pits of hell where demons whisper it to each other. They whisper because they don't want the devil to hear it and have a heart attack from fright."
Pansy eyed him strangely. "Okay." She said slowly.
"When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie that's amouri." Snape droned in a monotone whisper.
"Severus, that's not very enthusiastic." Complained McGonagall.
He looked her in the eye. "You want enthusiastic Minerva?"
Suddenly he flung his arms out dramatically. "When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie that's AMOURI!!!" Snape bellowed.
Every head turned to look at Snape as he returned to his usual sunken, forlorn posture. "Tell no one of this." He ordered dryly.
Minerva was too shocked to reply.
Snape ignored her and flagged his troops toward a pizzaria. They tied off the boats and headed off the dock, but before they got inside a hand reached out from a dark alleyway and snatched Hermione jerking her into the blackness and clasping a hand over her mouth to stifle any cry of distress.
"I wouldn't advise that." A raspy voice informed her as she tried to kick free of her attacker.
She allowed herself to be drawn a short distance into a run down brick building. Once inside her assailent bound her wrists behind her back and secured her to a chair.
He then raised her head to look into his black pits only minutely resembling eyes. "We're gonna have fun tonight." He rasped sweetly. Hermione felt hot tears welling behind her eyes. "Don't go anywhere." He taunted exitting the room.
Only after his departure did she allow her tears to slip down her face. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see her surroundings when she felt a gentle thumb stroke across her face halting her tears progress.
She opened her eyes to look upon Draco's smiling face. Fresh tears spilled down her face again from sheer relief.
He pressed a finger to her lips. "Shh, we don't want to be heard." He whispered reaching behind her to free her bound appendages. "You didn't actually think I'd let that idiot rape you did you?" He was trying to distract her.
She wrapped her freed arms around him. "I know." She whispered back.
Just then the door burst open and her attacker returned. He saw Draco and immediately cowered at the cold glint in the blonde's eye. "Wait, I uh...I wasn't gonna hurt the little lady...honest."
The silver eyes continued to boar into him relentlessly. The man all the sudden became offensive. "Hey, I found her first, hotshot! Go find your own!" With that he sprang at Draco, arms flailing.
Draco caught the man's throat in one hand and raised him off the ground slamming his back into a near by brick wall pinning him there.
"Now you weren't thinking of striking me now were you?" Draco asked casually. The man shook his head, his face twisted into a painful grimace. "Good." Replied Draco releasing the man from his grasp.
The raper reached up to his neck to ensure it was intact, coughing violently. Draco strode back over to Hermione, intwined his fingers with hers, and casually walked from the building.
Hermione turned her head and stuck her tongue out at him, just for good measure, before returning to a rather infuriated Snape and a much needed cup of coffee.
************************************************************************Well what think ye? I know I haven't updated in a while but there's good reason. It seems that now our new favorite chapter is Nudity you perverted people but keep sending me votes and maybe it'll change. Tootles!