Chapter 3: Confusion
"What on earth do you mean by that?"
"You heard me, 'Maybe you should just stop talking all together."
"I still don't get." she began, but she was stopped mid-statement when he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her in toward him for the most amazing kiss that she'd ever experienced. Of course, she'd only experienced kisses from Krum before this; and up until now, those were the most amazing.
"Draco!" she said, eyes wide in shock and slight-delight. "What on earth?"
"Well, I really don't think you're all that bad Hermionie."
"Wow!" she replied giggling.
"What? Was I being stupid by doing that?" he asked; his self-assured-coat seemed to melt away for one minute, and he seemed actually good-hearted.
"No! That was, uh, well anyway, you called me Hermionie!"
"Well, yeah," he said, shrugging off his extreme uncomfort. "I guess I'll be off again." And with that short comment, he walked away into the grove of banana trees.
"Draco!" She called desperately confused. "DRACO!" she tried again, this time stomping her foot in frustration; but this time, he didn't stop.
Meanwhile, back in the cabin, Harry and Ginny were making futile attempts to break the uncomfortable silence; they'd sit there for a while, then they'd both try to talk, then would silence for the other. This went on for about seven minutes until, "Oh my gosh!" cried Ginny who'd finally taken to looking out the window. She turned and ran back to Harry, her eyes wide in terror from what she had seen outside.
"What is it?" Harry asked, rather shaken by this abruptness. She wouldn't respond, she was huddled in the corner shaking in fear. She was attempting to fight something invisible. He ran over to her, "Ginny!" He called, but it was hopeless, she couldn't hear him.
She could feel it coiling it's huge, scaly, disgusting body around her. She tried to fight back, but it was far to strong for her, a young girl, to handle. She could hear somebody talking in the background. The words sounded so familiar, but the voice, that icy cold, bone-chilling voice, was so unrecognizably cruel.
And with that, she snapped out of her horrifying memory, sweaty and cold. Harry, who was clutching her shoulders desperatly, felt her return to the present, and sighed with relief, pulling her into a hug. "H- H- Harry?" She managed to stutter.
He pulled back, to see that she wasn't looking at him, her hair hanging rather frighteningly down the front of her face. "Yeah, Ginny, are you alright?"
"I- I- I think so."
"Ginny?"
"Y- Yes?"
"What'd you see?"
"I- I- saw." She started looking up at Harry, her eyes were RED! "Sssssssssnakes!"
By this time, Draco had gotten far into the grove; Hermionie had not been too far behind him. Hermionie kept calling out to him "DRACO! Please stop!" she begged. She heard him shout up ahead; then she heard nothing. "Draco! Are you alright?" Still nothing, she felt her foot slip, and stopped; finding herself looking into a hole. "DRACO!" she called down, there was no answer.
"Hermione? Is that you? I think that I'm alright." She heard him call up, she noted that his voice was strained.
"Lumos." Commanded Hermionie, pulling her wand out of the pocket that she had gotten made into all of her outfits, just for that purpose. She stuck her wand down into the hole, and it illuminated all the way to the bottom, where she could see a pale, rather pointed face staring up at her. She thought that she saw two other figures down there. "Draco! Who's that behind you?"
"What?" He asked, but just then he saw a few, rather large rocks fall down out of the wall of dirt that she was kneeling on. "HERMIONE! WATCH OUT!" but he was too late, the wall caved in on him, carrying Hermionie with it. The light of her wand went out for a little, but about half a minute after she fell, she commanded her wand to light again.
"Draco, are you alright?" She asked.
"Yeah, I think so." Said a strained voice, under her. She looked down, "Draco!" she realized that she was lying on him, that's why he was so strained to talk. "I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter if you're sorry, just do something about it!" He managed to sound like his old, angry, self.
"Alright, alright, you know that I didn't mean to hurt you, right?" She began to stand up. Although she was stopped when she felt a strong hand grip her shoulder.
"Hold on." He whispered, pulling her back down. "There's something that I've been meaning to do." He pulled her even farther down, until their lips met. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he hugged her close. They had just started to enjoy themselves when they heard a rather loud moan from the corner of the pit. They jerked apart like startled rabbits. (Author's note: I absolutely love that phrase! Any way.) Hermione picked up her wand again, and turned her attention to the direction that the sound had come from. There was a figure lying sprawled on the ground, near to another figure, which was clutching its head. That was the one that moaned. The two inched closer, Draco trying to grip Hermionie's hand; she pulled away, remembering how she felt about Harry, but by now she was so confused that she couldn't tell who she liked.
Draco went to the one that was clearly knocked out, if not dead. He could tell that it was a girl, who was about his age, with messy brown hair, blue eyes, and a slightly chubby figure. He felt for a pulse, "I think that she's alive. How's the other one?"
He heard Hermionie whisper something, then she said, "Uh, neither of you get angry. Please, it will only complicate things."
"Hermionie, who is that?" Draco asked, raising his voice to be sure that he'd influence an answer out of her.
"Hey, that sounds like." Said a male voice from the figure near Hermionie.
"No!" Draco and the boy said in unison. Just then two wands were drawn, and a colored illumination glowed from each of them. Hermionie jumped in between them, before they could set spells on each other.
Just then, the girl who had been knocked out started to move. "Look!" Hermionie pointed over at the girl who was coming-to in order to distract the two boys from their need to blow each other's heads off.
"What's- OH MY GOSH!" the girl shouted! "What's going on? Who are you, and how are you doing that?"
"Oh no," commented Hermionie "she's a muggle."
See I told you that the muggle would come in. Hope you enjoyed that. Many thanks to all of you who gave me complements and encouraged me, it means a lot. Believe me. To all of those, to whom this doesn't apply, REVIEW! Thank you all!
"What on earth do you mean by that?"
"You heard me, 'Maybe you should just stop talking all together."
"I still don't get." she began, but she was stopped mid-statement when he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her in toward him for the most amazing kiss that she'd ever experienced. Of course, she'd only experienced kisses from Krum before this; and up until now, those were the most amazing.
"Draco!" she said, eyes wide in shock and slight-delight. "What on earth?"
"Well, I really don't think you're all that bad Hermionie."
"Wow!" she replied giggling.
"What? Was I being stupid by doing that?" he asked; his self-assured-coat seemed to melt away for one minute, and he seemed actually good-hearted.
"No! That was, uh, well anyway, you called me Hermionie!"
"Well, yeah," he said, shrugging off his extreme uncomfort. "I guess I'll be off again." And with that short comment, he walked away into the grove of banana trees.
"Draco!" She called desperately confused. "DRACO!" she tried again, this time stomping her foot in frustration; but this time, he didn't stop.
Meanwhile, back in the cabin, Harry and Ginny were making futile attempts to break the uncomfortable silence; they'd sit there for a while, then they'd both try to talk, then would silence for the other. This went on for about seven minutes until, "Oh my gosh!" cried Ginny who'd finally taken to looking out the window. She turned and ran back to Harry, her eyes wide in terror from what she had seen outside.
"What is it?" Harry asked, rather shaken by this abruptness. She wouldn't respond, she was huddled in the corner shaking in fear. She was attempting to fight something invisible. He ran over to her, "Ginny!" He called, but it was hopeless, she couldn't hear him.
She could feel it coiling it's huge, scaly, disgusting body around her. She tried to fight back, but it was far to strong for her, a young girl, to handle. She could hear somebody talking in the background. The words sounded so familiar, but the voice, that icy cold, bone-chilling voice, was so unrecognizably cruel.
And with that, she snapped out of her horrifying memory, sweaty and cold. Harry, who was clutching her shoulders desperatly, felt her return to the present, and sighed with relief, pulling her into a hug. "H- H- Harry?" She managed to stutter.
He pulled back, to see that she wasn't looking at him, her hair hanging rather frighteningly down the front of her face. "Yeah, Ginny, are you alright?"
"I- I- I think so."
"Ginny?"
"Y- Yes?"
"What'd you see?"
"I- I- saw." She started looking up at Harry, her eyes were RED! "Sssssssssnakes!"
By this time, Draco had gotten far into the grove; Hermionie had not been too far behind him. Hermionie kept calling out to him "DRACO! Please stop!" she begged. She heard him shout up ahead; then she heard nothing. "Draco! Are you alright?" Still nothing, she felt her foot slip, and stopped; finding herself looking into a hole. "DRACO!" she called down, there was no answer.
"Hermione? Is that you? I think that I'm alright." She heard him call up, she noted that his voice was strained.
"Lumos." Commanded Hermionie, pulling her wand out of the pocket that she had gotten made into all of her outfits, just for that purpose. She stuck her wand down into the hole, and it illuminated all the way to the bottom, where she could see a pale, rather pointed face staring up at her. She thought that she saw two other figures down there. "Draco! Who's that behind you?"
"What?" He asked, but just then he saw a few, rather large rocks fall down out of the wall of dirt that she was kneeling on. "HERMIONE! WATCH OUT!" but he was too late, the wall caved in on him, carrying Hermionie with it. The light of her wand went out for a little, but about half a minute after she fell, she commanded her wand to light again.
"Draco, are you alright?" She asked.
"Yeah, I think so." Said a strained voice, under her. She looked down, "Draco!" she realized that she was lying on him, that's why he was so strained to talk. "I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter if you're sorry, just do something about it!" He managed to sound like his old, angry, self.
"Alright, alright, you know that I didn't mean to hurt you, right?" She began to stand up. Although she was stopped when she felt a strong hand grip her shoulder.
"Hold on." He whispered, pulling her back down. "There's something that I've been meaning to do." He pulled her even farther down, until their lips met. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he hugged her close. They had just started to enjoy themselves when they heard a rather loud moan from the corner of the pit. They jerked apart like startled rabbits. (Author's note: I absolutely love that phrase! Any way.) Hermione picked up her wand again, and turned her attention to the direction that the sound had come from. There was a figure lying sprawled on the ground, near to another figure, which was clutching its head. That was the one that moaned. The two inched closer, Draco trying to grip Hermionie's hand; she pulled away, remembering how she felt about Harry, but by now she was so confused that she couldn't tell who she liked.
Draco went to the one that was clearly knocked out, if not dead. He could tell that it was a girl, who was about his age, with messy brown hair, blue eyes, and a slightly chubby figure. He felt for a pulse, "I think that she's alive. How's the other one?"
He heard Hermionie whisper something, then she said, "Uh, neither of you get angry. Please, it will only complicate things."
"Hermionie, who is that?" Draco asked, raising his voice to be sure that he'd influence an answer out of her.
"Hey, that sounds like." Said a male voice from the figure near Hermionie.
"No!" Draco and the boy said in unison. Just then two wands were drawn, and a colored illumination glowed from each of them. Hermionie jumped in between them, before they could set spells on each other.
Just then, the girl who had been knocked out started to move. "Look!" Hermionie pointed over at the girl who was coming-to in order to distract the two boys from their need to blow each other's heads off.
"What's- OH MY GOSH!" the girl shouted! "What's going on? Who are you, and how are you doing that?"
"Oh no," commented Hermionie "she's a muggle."
See I told you that the muggle would come in. Hope you enjoyed that. Many thanks to all of you who gave me complements and encouraged me, it means a lot. Believe me. To all of those, to whom this doesn't apply, REVIEW! Thank you all!