Beverly: *sigh* Drake, seen Harry anywhere?
Draco: *grins* I've seen him alright
Beverly: Yeah, well, where is he?
Draco: He's in your soul holo.
Beverly: What's he doing in there? …You know what? I don't want to know.
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I was having trouble sleeping…again. Wings are nothing but trouble. I decided to go outside and practice what I could do. So far it had always been unintentional, and I needed to learn how to control my powers. I just got them three days ago, after all. I put on the invisibility cloak, but decided it would be rather useless, I had become fast enough anyway and I could fly up, I don't think Filch would took there. I placed the cloak back in my chest and walked out. Luckily, the Fat Lady was asleep. I get to the staircases. I just jumped down, using my wings as a parachute, flapping occasionally to slow myself. My feet touched the ground silently and I ran out to the Quidditch pitch. I released a bludger, since it could only stay within pitch boundaries anyway. Every time it came near, my wings glowed and it was expelled. After a while, I get the hang of it. When the ball got within 20 feet, I bounced it away. It was time to try two.
It got harder. I narrowly missed getting hit a few times. The second bludger was harder. I unconsciously sent the first away when the other hurled towards me at breakneck speed. I had to pour all my energy into stopping it. It's velocity slowly decreased. I finally got it to stop and turn around when I heard and explosion behind me. What the hell? I turned around and noticed a piece of something hurtle towards me. I stopped it automatically, but stared, perplexed.
"Down here."
I looked down and noticed Draco, staring at me skeptically.
"If you're going to do two bludgers, Potter, you might want to watch your back."
He shifted his weight and stared uncomfortably.
"Be glad I couldn't sleep."
"Thanks Draco."
He sighed. Well, true, it was a stupid thing to do, and I was not paying attention. He looked annoyed.
"Seriously, Harry, if you can't even save yourself from a bludger."
"Aye, Drake, don't worry. That's what you're here for."
"I won't always be there to protect you, Potter. Besides, if you really want a challenge, go to the Forbidden Forest."
"Well? Are you coming or not?"
"I always go to the Forest to practice. I even have Dumbledore's permission."
"Then what are you waiting for?"
"God, Harry, and I used to wonder how you always got in so much trouble."
I smiled. Well, he didn't need to wonder anymore.
"Whatever you do, stay vigilant."
I nodded and leaned over to kiss him.
"Not now. You need practice in other things."
"Are you saying I'm perfects at it already."
"No, I'm saying we've got more important things to do. Hurry up."
"Oh sssure. THAT's what you were saying."
"Shut up."
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Harry and I were walking through the forest. It was kind of strange, the last time he had nearly dies, I had scared Neville to death, and he'd been giving me the evil eye for months. This time he was nearly bouncing off every inanimate object around. Better than first year.
[Flashback (reflection on past)]
A strange emerged from the woods. Somehow, I knew the creature was unnatural, not supernatural, but worst. A feeling I don't understand to this day. It pushed me away and, against my will, I ran. I couldn't fight it and, no matter how much I hated him at the time, I knew leaving Harry behind was very stupid. But, just as I couldn't keep from running, he couldn't move. This was trouble.
[End of flashback (reflection on past)]
I came back to reality with Harry repeatedly prodding me in the arm.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing, Harry, stop it before my arm falls off."
I don't like getting poked, so I snapped.
"…Sorry."
He turned around and started walking away, head hung, hands jammed in his pockets. I sighed and sped up, walking up behind him. I put my wing around his shoulders and moved fallen locks behind his ear.
"Hey, it's ok. I just don't like getting prodded."
He smiled weakly at me.
"C'mon Harry…"
I made the wing over his shoulder brush against his cheek, causing him to blush and grin.
"Well, Draco, I can't exactly stay mad at you if you didn't mean it, right?"
"Oh, because you were angry."
He turned scarlet.
"Quit it, Drake. I can't pay attention."
He shoved me away playfully.
"Sure, like you were paying attention before."
He smiled and pressed his lips against mine.
"Ok, so maybe you're right."
"Maybe?"
"I admit, I'm practically bouncing off the walls. I'm just happy to be with you."
He blinked endearingly and I smirked, inviting.
"Say, how about we go do something el-"
I coughed. Red liquid came out. I slid to the floor and the world went black.
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Beverly: I'm doing double POV again, like the first 2 chapters. Want to find out what happens to Drake, you gotta read it.
Harry: *stomps out of the holo projector* Ok, just WHAT did you do to him?
Beverly: How?
Harry: It's YOUR soul projector. I could experience what you were thinking.
Beverly: So how come you don't know?
Harry: It stopped where you stopped "typing"
Beverly: Well then, you'll find out at the same time as everyone else.
Harry: Shouldn't your muse know?
Beverly: Yeah, but Chibi Hiei and Chibi Kurama like watching you suffer…
Harry: *yells and stalks off*
Beverly: *shrugs and goes off the find marshmallow ice cream*
