Chapter 2
There was a bed, and on it where the bodies of two people, a boy and a girl. The girl had her head resting upon the boy's chest looking very peaceful. Though it wasn't what they saw that bothered them, it was whom they saw! "What are they doing here?" Harry asked.
"Precisely what I was wondering, but that doesn't bother me quite as much as what they're doing together."
Hermionie and Harry, having just uncovered the window, letting in sunlight, saw the boy on the bed moving. Hermionie grabbed Harry's hand, and he grabbed hers.
"What, huh? Who's- OH MY GOD!" Malfoy cried, "What on earth? Weasly! Get off of me!" He pushed Ginny off of him. She fell to the floor with a loud thump; Harry and Hemionie rushed to her. Hermionie helped her up, if Draco had been startled, it was nothing compared to how Ginny felt! Imagine one night going to sleep in your own bed, the next morning waking up to find yourself on a sandy floor, next to a shabby bed with Draco Malfoy sitting on it.
"Ouch." Ginny moaned, clutching the shoulder that she landed on. "How'd I get here?"
"Who cares how you got here, how'd I get here? I went to sleep in my own bed, and I wake up to find myself in a hut with the littlest Weasly sleeping on me. Then when I think it can't possibly get worse, I see Mudblood and Potter." He gestured to the other two, kneeling on the ground next to the 14-year-old red head.
"What? Harry's here?" She fluttered her eyelids, then shrieked as she caught sight of the boy she was in love with. She tried to hide behind Hermionie, to conceal the light blue army print tank top and pants PJ combination that she was wearing. In reality they looked very cute on her, they were a lovely contrast to her lovely red-orange hair, her eyes also stood out notably.
Harry politely turned away from her to talk to Draco, who was eyeing him with suspicion. "Oh, look, another thing Potter excels at: manners!"
"Draco." Hermionie whirled around from her conversation with Ginny to scold him. Though her words were cut off as she caught sight of what he was wearing. He didn't have a shirt on, and his skin was extremely pale, but that didn't keep her from noticing how extremely pronounced his muscles were; his pants were long and black and they had yellow stars on them. His face was still as handsome as she remembered, he still had never gotten one pimple and his skin was totally and completely without one flaw. But, no matter how nice he looked he couldn't hold a candle to Harry. Draco was still, rude, bad tempered, and spiteful.
"Yes, Mudblood?" He said, making eye contact with Hermionie and raising his eyebrows, since he saw how she was staring at him. He grinned rather knowingly, and if frightened her a little.
"Well," she began, "since we're all stuck here together, then it might not be smart to go around insulting each other, if we want to get out of here."
"Yeah, let's all sit around in the hippie circle and tell why we think that each other is just a great person! YEAH RIGHT, NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS!" Replied Draco.
"Draco, we're not all too fond of you either, but what I think that Hermionie is saying is that if we want to get off of this island, and yes it is an island, we have to all work together." Replied Harry.
There was a small mumble in the corner as Ginny made an attempt to help too. They all turned and she began blushing.
"Yes, Weasly?" Asked Draco rather menacingly.
"Nothing." Replied Ginny hiding her face from Draco's penetrating stare. She felt a comforting hand on her shoulder, and turned, hoping that it was Harry, but it was Hermionie.
"Well, I'm not staying around here any more, it sure as hell ain't getting me anywhere." Remarked Draco, and strolled casually out of the hut.
"Fine with me." Said Harry, not in the least bit remorseful. Ginny nodded in silent agreement.
"You guys, we can't just let him go like that; he'll get himself killed!" Hermionie said, feeling her conscience slide into her brain; if he got killed, she'd only blame herself for pissing him off to the point where he left.
"So?" Asked Ginny.
"And your point is?" Inquired Harry
"I doubt that he'd care if we were to go out and get ourselves killed." Assisted Ginny.
"You guys are totally hopeless! Have you ever even once thought about how much trouble he could cause us, considering who he is and that he knows where we are?" She shouted, and ran out of the hut after Malfoy.
"We're hopeless? Harry asked exasperated, turning to Ginny, who shrugged.
"Draco! Draco!" Hermionie ran toward the figure, but it was useless, once he heard her he began running also. "Draco! Will you please stop?" Strangely, he did.
"WHAT, in the name of he-who-should-not-be-named do you WANT Mudblood?" He shouted, throwing up his hands in exasperation as he turned around.
"Hey, all I'm trying to do is give you a chance to have friends. Honestly, don't you want friends? I know that you're not really ALL rude and bad-tempered; no one is!" She told him confidently.
"Wow Granger, your no longer just a know-it-all, you're a psychologist. Congratulations!" He said his voice saturated with sarcasm.
"Oh, Draco, why do you have to go and make things so complicated?" And with that she broke into song!
"Why'd ya' have to go and make things so complicated? See the way you're acting like you're something else makes me so frustrated! Life's like this, you fall and you crawl and ya' break and you take what you get, And you turn it into honesty, promise me I'm never gonna' find ya' fake it.
No! No! No!
You come over unannounced, Dressed up, like you're something else. Where you are, ain't where it's at you see, you're making me, Laugh out, when you strike your pose, Take off all your preppy clothes! You know you're not fooling anyone when you become:
Somebody else 'Round everyone else You're watching your back Like you can't relax You're trying to be cool, You look like a fool to me Tell me:
Why'd ya' have to go and make things so complicated? See the way you're acting like you're something else makes me so frustrated! Life's like this, you fall and you crawl and ya' break and you take what you get, And you turn it into honesty, promise me I'm never gonna' find ya' fake it.
No! No! No!"
Draco was frozen with shock. "Sorry, but I couldn't help that. It just kind of happened" She began blushing, then he started blushing.
"Okay then." Was all that Draco could say. He was rather surprised.
"Well, uh now that you've heard that, do you understand?"
"Not in the least bit."
"Well, I, I, really, really, think that you're a good guy. You can't blame everything about a child's character on the child, it's more of their upbringing. An d I know how horrible your parents are."
"Who says that I don't like my parents, or the way they raise me?"
"Well, uh, I just assumed."
"That's what's wrong with you, you're so obsessed with understanding and knowing the facts that you just begin to assume! Well, you're wrong."
"I'm really sorry. I didn't mind to offend you!"
"Maybe you should just stop talking all together!"
Sorry, that ended kind of abruptly but, I liked it over all. I PROMIS that the muggle will be in the next chapter!
There was a bed, and on it where the bodies of two people, a boy and a girl. The girl had her head resting upon the boy's chest looking very peaceful. Though it wasn't what they saw that bothered them, it was whom they saw! "What are they doing here?" Harry asked.
"Precisely what I was wondering, but that doesn't bother me quite as much as what they're doing together."
Hermionie and Harry, having just uncovered the window, letting in sunlight, saw the boy on the bed moving. Hermionie grabbed Harry's hand, and he grabbed hers.
"What, huh? Who's- OH MY GOD!" Malfoy cried, "What on earth? Weasly! Get off of me!" He pushed Ginny off of him. She fell to the floor with a loud thump; Harry and Hemionie rushed to her. Hermionie helped her up, if Draco had been startled, it was nothing compared to how Ginny felt! Imagine one night going to sleep in your own bed, the next morning waking up to find yourself on a sandy floor, next to a shabby bed with Draco Malfoy sitting on it.
"Ouch." Ginny moaned, clutching the shoulder that she landed on. "How'd I get here?"
"Who cares how you got here, how'd I get here? I went to sleep in my own bed, and I wake up to find myself in a hut with the littlest Weasly sleeping on me. Then when I think it can't possibly get worse, I see Mudblood and Potter." He gestured to the other two, kneeling on the ground next to the 14-year-old red head.
"What? Harry's here?" She fluttered her eyelids, then shrieked as she caught sight of the boy she was in love with. She tried to hide behind Hermionie, to conceal the light blue army print tank top and pants PJ combination that she was wearing. In reality they looked very cute on her, they were a lovely contrast to her lovely red-orange hair, her eyes also stood out notably.
Harry politely turned away from her to talk to Draco, who was eyeing him with suspicion. "Oh, look, another thing Potter excels at: manners!"
"Draco." Hermionie whirled around from her conversation with Ginny to scold him. Though her words were cut off as she caught sight of what he was wearing. He didn't have a shirt on, and his skin was extremely pale, but that didn't keep her from noticing how extremely pronounced his muscles were; his pants were long and black and they had yellow stars on them. His face was still as handsome as she remembered, he still had never gotten one pimple and his skin was totally and completely without one flaw. But, no matter how nice he looked he couldn't hold a candle to Harry. Draco was still, rude, bad tempered, and spiteful.
"Yes, Mudblood?" He said, making eye contact with Hermionie and raising his eyebrows, since he saw how she was staring at him. He grinned rather knowingly, and if frightened her a little.
"Well," she began, "since we're all stuck here together, then it might not be smart to go around insulting each other, if we want to get out of here."
"Yeah, let's all sit around in the hippie circle and tell why we think that each other is just a great person! YEAH RIGHT, NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS!" Replied Draco.
"Draco, we're not all too fond of you either, but what I think that Hermionie is saying is that if we want to get off of this island, and yes it is an island, we have to all work together." Replied Harry.
There was a small mumble in the corner as Ginny made an attempt to help too. They all turned and she began blushing.
"Yes, Weasly?" Asked Draco rather menacingly.
"Nothing." Replied Ginny hiding her face from Draco's penetrating stare. She felt a comforting hand on her shoulder, and turned, hoping that it was Harry, but it was Hermionie.
"Well, I'm not staying around here any more, it sure as hell ain't getting me anywhere." Remarked Draco, and strolled casually out of the hut.
"Fine with me." Said Harry, not in the least bit remorseful. Ginny nodded in silent agreement.
"You guys, we can't just let him go like that; he'll get himself killed!" Hermionie said, feeling her conscience slide into her brain; if he got killed, she'd only blame herself for pissing him off to the point where he left.
"So?" Asked Ginny.
"And your point is?" Inquired Harry
"I doubt that he'd care if we were to go out and get ourselves killed." Assisted Ginny.
"You guys are totally hopeless! Have you ever even once thought about how much trouble he could cause us, considering who he is and that he knows where we are?" She shouted, and ran out of the hut after Malfoy.
"We're hopeless? Harry asked exasperated, turning to Ginny, who shrugged.
"Draco! Draco!" Hermionie ran toward the figure, but it was useless, once he heard her he began running also. "Draco! Will you please stop?" Strangely, he did.
"WHAT, in the name of he-who-should-not-be-named do you WANT Mudblood?" He shouted, throwing up his hands in exasperation as he turned around.
"Hey, all I'm trying to do is give you a chance to have friends. Honestly, don't you want friends? I know that you're not really ALL rude and bad-tempered; no one is!" She told him confidently.
"Wow Granger, your no longer just a know-it-all, you're a psychologist. Congratulations!" He said his voice saturated with sarcasm.
"Oh, Draco, why do you have to go and make things so complicated?" And with that she broke into song!
"Why'd ya' have to go and make things so complicated? See the way you're acting like you're something else makes me so frustrated! Life's like this, you fall and you crawl and ya' break and you take what you get, And you turn it into honesty, promise me I'm never gonna' find ya' fake it.
No! No! No!
You come over unannounced, Dressed up, like you're something else. Where you are, ain't where it's at you see, you're making me, Laugh out, when you strike your pose, Take off all your preppy clothes! You know you're not fooling anyone when you become:
Somebody else 'Round everyone else You're watching your back Like you can't relax You're trying to be cool, You look like a fool to me Tell me:
Why'd ya' have to go and make things so complicated? See the way you're acting like you're something else makes me so frustrated! Life's like this, you fall and you crawl and ya' break and you take what you get, And you turn it into honesty, promise me I'm never gonna' find ya' fake it.
No! No! No!"
Draco was frozen with shock. "Sorry, but I couldn't help that. It just kind of happened" She began blushing, then he started blushing.
"Okay then." Was all that Draco could say. He was rather surprised.
"Well, uh now that you've heard that, do you understand?"
"Not in the least bit."
"Well, I, I, really, really, think that you're a good guy. You can't blame everything about a child's character on the child, it's more of their upbringing. An d I know how horrible your parents are."
"Who says that I don't like my parents, or the way they raise me?"
"Well, uh, I just assumed."
"That's what's wrong with you, you're so obsessed with understanding and knowing the facts that you just begin to assume! Well, you're wrong."
"I'm really sorry. I didn't mind to offend you!"
"Maybe you should just stop talking all together!"
Sorry, that ended kind of abruptly but, I liked it over all. I PROMIS that the muggle will be in the next chapter!