Chapter 5- Stunned

Beverly: Well, Harry gets wings…that's all I'm telling you.

Draco:*lying down, staring at the ceiling* Well, I get to find out who..

Beverly: Not really quite yet. Oh, and if you want to see what the boys' feathers look like, email me.

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            Draco was walking towards the dungeons when he heard running behind him.

            "Malfoy! Hey Malfoy! I need to talk to you."

            He swallowed and turned around.

            "What is it, Potter?"

            "Is it true that I have to work with you?"

            He nodded slowly.

            "Unless one of us dies."

            "umm…about before potions."

            Draco swerved around and started walking again, but Harry grabed his wrist and turned him around.

            "I'm not done with you yet."

            "Yes you are."

            "Malfoy, you're running."

            "I have an exceptionally good reason, now, don't I."

            He turned around and started walking towards his common room again.

            "Draco…"

            He spun around and his eyes bore into Harry, cold eyes narrowed.

            "What. Did. You. Call me?"

            "Draco."

            "You have no right, I repeat, NO RIGHT to call me that."

            Harry shrugged.

            "Hey, you're the one who kissed me."

            "Don't get ahead of yourself, Potter."

            He turned and walked away, after making sure Harry saw him bow something up first.

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            Cho was sitting on the steps outside, thinking about Cedric, when Harry walked out and stood next to her.

            "Listen, Cho, I'm sorry about Cedric. I…I couldn't do anything. It's my fault."

            "Don't worry about it. There was no way you could have known."

            She stood up and hugged him.

            "Don't worry about it."

            They kept talking, unconsciously getting closer to the point where they were only inches apart. Harry leaned in, closing the distance, and kissed the Ravenclaw. It just so happens that they were still standing on the steps right in front the door and that Draco walked out just in time to notice Harry's aura shimmer and white wings of energy flicker before they disappeared. His (Draco's) eyes widened and he went back in, running. Harry moved away from Cho and smiled sadly at her. He whispered something in her ear and she nodded at him.

"I know. I feel the same way."

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            Draco let his legs carry him wherever they wished. It wasn't like he was running towards anything. No, he was running from. Far from. He stopped when he realized his lungs were burning, his legs were aching and he had no idea where he was. He looked around and noticed a balcony.

            'I was going outside to get some air anyway.'

            He walked out onto the marble terrace and looked downwards. He could see the sparkling lake below. And to his distress, he could also see Harry and Cho talking to each other near the shore, and they looked happy enough to him. He sighed heavily and placed his chin in his palm, staring at Harry.

            'If only he were mine…'

            He let a tear slip and used his newly enhanced vision to follow its path into the lake. He stayed and watched a while, but being so high up, he quickly got cold. He released his wings and wrapped the feathery limbs around himself. He heard a sound and turned around to notice a couple of ghouls. The kind that is horrible to the living.

            " 'Lo there."

            The twisted grin made Draco sick.

            "What do you want?"

            "Those wings of yours, they look nice. We'd like to know if they can act by themselves."

            The first one smirked and easily picked Draco up. The other, sneering, cast a type of freezing spell that kept anyone from controlling anything below his or her chin. They threw Draco off the balcony with ease.

            "Have an nice trip! Come visit us again!"

            They started laughing wickedly. Draco closed his heavy lids. He could feel himself falling, but his body didn't react, and he couldn't control it. He probably would have managed breaking the spell if he tried hard enough, but he saw no point in fighting it. After all, people like him only appeared in time of need, and someone would replace him if he died. He fell, and let the darkness engulf him.

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Draco: I told you I'd find out. *He was still lying down, staring at the ceiling, heart heavy.*

Beverly: Don't be too sure.

Draco: *shrugs and closes his eyes. Falls asleep under own spell.*

Beverly: Excuse him; He's not having a good day. *Looks over sadly.* Or month for that matter. And neither am I. *walks into bathroom. Throwing up is heard.* *comes back and lies down on her bed, on which she has her laptop and a 7up, who should help her stomach problems but isn't. She curls up, and falls asleep after a long while.*