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Light of Darkness
"Can you see them?" Draco gritted his teeth as he said this. Hermione was perched on top of his shoulders, and she wasn't particularly light. His shoulders were numb with a dull ache, as her bare feet dug into them.
"The black nails?" She asked, clinging onto the ledge for balance.
"Yeah."
"I see them. What do you want me to do?"
"Try to loosen them." He snarled, as sweat started to drip down his brow.
"With what?" Hermione's mind was exhausted, and she it couldn't seem to function correctly. She didn't seem to catch the fact that Draco was tired, and that they were being partially civil to one another.
"You're the know-it-all," Draco retorted curtly. The strain was starting to get at him. Draco sighed when Hermione didn't answer him. "Try a hair clip." He advised, supporting her legs with his arms. He wished he still had his skates. They could've worked.
"I don't have any on me." Draco snarled silently to himself. "Although..." Hermione continued, nibbling on her nail thoughtfully.
"What?"
"Well..." Hermione extracted something from her pocket.
Draco waited impatiently.
"It's two chess pieces, a knight and a queen." Hermione looked rueful, and laughed, but ended abruptly. "It's Ron's," the girl told Draco with a certain bitterness. Draco could tell she was thinking of her friends, the other parts of the Gryffindor Dream team. "He was winning, so I took them while he wasn't looking...I forgot to give them back to him." Draco turned to stared at a wall. He started to smirk.
"I would never have suspected it of you, Granger. There's something human about you after all." Hermione ignored him, which only made Draco smile wider. He was developing a certain respect for the girl. She wasn't who she seemed to the whole world.
"These pieces usually hammer at eachother in a chess match so maybe." she mused, and put the knight and the queen by the nails. "Maybe they'll be able to hammer at the nails." she tapped gently on the nail. "Knight, Queen, I want you to attack this nail..er...it's a demented-looking pawn?" Hermione phrased it as a question, and Draco chuckled quietly. Surprisingly, the two pieces followed her orders, and started chopping away at the nails.
Hermione let out a happy cry.
"Can I put you down now, Granger?" Came Malfoy's voice. Hermione glanced down as the light blonde. "You're not exactly a feather." The girl ignored his last question, but bit her lip.
"How exactly?" Hermione asked nervously. The ground looked unbelievably far away from her. It made her dizzy.
"Like this." Hermione screamed in surprise as Malfoy pushed her feet off his shoulders. Right before her feet hit the ground, she felt two strong arms envelop her waist. "Got you, Granger." Malfoy said in an amused voice.
Hermione whirled around and glared at him. She pushed him away with her hands, and crossed her arms with a pout.
"Granger." Malfoy started. Hermione shook her head, and suddenly doubled over in laughter.
"That was...the best..."she told him in between guffaws. She looked up at him with shining eyes, and Malfoy couldn't help himself. He joined into the laughter.
The grim walls echoed with all different sounds. The uncontrollable laughter of Hermione, the reserved chuckles of Draco, and the ever-steady beat of the toiling chess pieces.
~*~
Ron looked up from yet another parchment of summer homework, and out the window. Two owls flapped outside, one of them Hedwig, and the other a big brown school owl.
Letting them in, he took his package from the school owl, and it flew off. Hedwig hovered about his room, softly hooting. He untied his and Ginny's letters from her leg. "Thank you, Hedwig, do you want to stay for a while?" Ron asked politely to the proud little snowy owl. Hedwig showed him the other letters tied to her leg. Ron got the point, as Hedwig sent a shady look at Pig, who was flying hyperly around in his cage, making discordant noises.
Ron grinned.
"Ok, Hedwig, I won't keep you any longer," giving her a biscuit for her journey, Ron jumped on his bed, thankful for a rest, and tore open the letter from Harry.
~*~
Dear Ron,
How are you? I just woke up and my scar was hurting, and I hate to say this, but I think you-know-who is on the move again. I don't think it's much, but I sent a letter to Dumbledore just in case.
The Dursleys are getting more bearable, ever since I told them that Dumbledore let me have special permission to use magic. (take that, Snape!) I call Snuffles "Uncle Snuffles" now, even though he really is my godfather. He's asleep at the foot of my bed.
Anyways, have you heard from Hermione? She hasn't replied to my last letter yet. Well, we better finish our homework, or she'll have our heads. Goodnight, I'm sleeping now.
Send Ginny my regards (even though I wrote her a letter too.)
Harry
~*~
"Ginny!" Ron called, finishing the letter.
"Yeah?" she yelled up the stairs.
"Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived To Be Loved By You, just wrote to say hello!" Ron smiled as he heard his favorite sister stomp up the stairs.
"Quietly Dear!" Mrs. Weasley yelled from the kitchen.
Ginny burst open the door to his room, blushing to the roots of her hair. And that's red.
"He also gave you a letter!! Something about er.L-O-V-E, I think!" Ron continued yelling, even though he knew she was in the room. Snatching up her letter, Ginny stomped towards the door, still blushing, and slammed the door behind her.
Ron fell out of his bed laughing.
~*~
hey hey hey!
I hope you like this chappie!!
(well, this one seems kinda lame to me, but AH wells.)
Don't forget to REVIEW!!!!
Tootles until next time!
DKC aka icy_flymn
:DDDDD heehee, thx to mah last chappie reviewers, evillamanotlamma(frogs, DancinBlondeGirl, and Draco Lover!!
*dum dum DUMM!!* another chapter of...
Light of Darkness
"Can you see them?" Draco gritted his teeth as he said this. Hermione was perched on top of his shoulders, and she wasn't particularly light. His shoulders were numb with a dull ache, as her bare feet dug into them.
"The black nails?" She asked, clinging onto the ledge for balance.
"Yeah."
"I see them. What do you want me to do?"
"Try to loosen them." He snarled, as sweat started to drip down his brow.
"With what?" Hermione's mind was exhausted, and she it couldn't seem to function correctly. She didn't seem to catch the fact that Draco was tired, and that they were being partially civil to one another.
"You're the know-it-all," Draco retorted curtly. The strain was starting to get at him. Draco sighed when Hermione didn't answer him. "Try a hair clip." He advised, supporting her legs with his arms. He wished he still had his skates. They could've worked.
"I don't have any on me." Draco snarled silently to himself. "Although..." Hermione continued, nibbling on her nail thoughtfully.
"What?"
"Well..." Hermione extracted something from her pocket.
Draco waited impatiently.
"It's two chess pieces, a knight and a queen." Hermione looked rueful, and laughed, but ended abruptly. "It's Ron's," the girl told Draco with a certain bitterness. Draco could tell she was thinking of her friends, the other parts of the Gryffindor Dream team. "He was winning, so I took them while he wasn't looking...I forgot to give them back to him." Draco turned to stared at a wall. He started to smirk.
"I would never have suspected it of you, Granger. There's something human about you after all." Hermione ignored him, which only made Draco smile wider. He was developing a certain respect for the girl. She wasn't who she seemed to the whole world.
"These pieces usually hammer at eachother in a chess match so maybe." she mused, and put the knight and the queen by the nails. "Maybe they'll be able to hammer at the nails." she tapped gently on the nail. "Knight, Queen, I want you to attack this nail..er...it's a demented-looking pawn?" Hermione phrased it as a question, and Draco chuckled quietly. Surprisingly, the two pieces followed her orders, and started chopping away at the nails.
Hermione let out a happy cry.
"Can I put you down now, Granger?" Came Malfoy's voice. Hermione glanced down as the light blonde. "You're not exactly a feather." The girl ignored his last question, but bit her lip.
"How exactly?" Hermione asked nervously. The ground looked unbelievably far away from her. It made her dizzy.
"Like this." Hermione screamed in surprise as Malfoy pushed her feet off his shoulders. Right before her feet hit the ground, she felt two strong arms envelop her waist. "Got you, Granger." Malfoy said in an amused voice.
Hermione whirled around and glared at him. She pushed him away with her hands, and crossed her arms with a pout.
"Granger." Malfoy started. Hermione shook her head, and suddenly doubled over in laughter.
"That was...the best..."she told him in between guffaws. She looked up at him with shining eyes, and Malfoy couldn't help himself. He joined into the laughter.
The grim walls echoed with all different sounds. The uncontrollable laughter of Hermione, the reserved chuckles of Draco, and the ever-steady beat of the toiling chess pieces.
~*~
Ron looked up from yet another parchment of summer homework, and out the window. Two owls flapped outside, one of them Hedwig, and the other a big brown school owl.
Letting them in, he took his package from the school owl, and it flew off. Hedwig hovered about his room, softly hooting. He untied his and Ginny's letters from her leg. "Thank you, Hedwig, do you want to stay for a while?" Ron asked politely to the proud little snowy owl. Hedwig showed him the other letters tied to her leg. Ron got the point, as Hedwig sent a shady look at Pig, who was flying hyperly around in his cage, making discordant noises.
Ron grinned.
"Ok, Hedwig, I won't keep you any longer," giving her a biscuit for her journey, Ron jumped on his bed, thankful for a rest, and tore open the letter from Harry.
~*~
Dear Ron,
How are you? I just woke up and my scar was hurting, and I hate to say this, but I think you-know-who is on the move again. I don't think it's much, but I sent a letter to Dumbledore just in case.
The Dursleys are getting more bearable, ever since I told them that Dumbledore let me have special permission to use magic. (take that, Snape!) I call Snuffles "Uncle Snuffles" now, even though he really is my godfather. He's asleep at the foot of my bed.
Anyways, have you heard from Hermione? She hasn't replied to my last letter yet. Well, we better finish our homework, or she'll have our heads. Goodnight, I'm sleeping now.
Send Ginny my regards (even though I wrote her a letter too.)
Harry
~*~
"Ginny!" Ron called, finishing the letter.
"Yeah?" she yelled up the stairs.
"Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived To Be Loved By You, just wrote to say hello!" Ron smiled as he heard his favorite sister stomp up the stairs.
"Quietly Dear!" Mrs. Weasley yelled from the kitchen.
Ginny burst open the door to his room, blushing to the roots of her hair. And that's red.
"He also gave you a letter!! Something about er.L-O-V-E, I think!" Ron continued yelling, even though he knew she was in the room. Snatching up her letter, Ginny stomped towards the door, still blushing, and slammed the door behind her.
Ron fell out of his bed laughing.
~*~
hey hey hey!
I hope you like this chappie!!
(well, this one seems kinda lame to me, but AH wells.)
Don't forget to REVIEW!!!!
Tootles until next time!
DKC aka icy_flymn
