Chapter 32-Introducing...
A/N Thank you anonymous reviewer 'Angie Goose' for my 110th review. Thanks guys! And, all of you who asked where the tickling fireball thingee that made them laugh came from, I don't know, it just came out, I sit at my computer for a few minutes with a short little idea in my head about what to write in the chapter and the story practically writes itself. I would have done something more dangerous, but I didn't want her to be expelled or anything, although it would be interesting. Now I am annoyed, my talking-in-head marks didn't ever show up so you all never read what Little Dragon was saying ahhhhhhhhhh. So I edited all the chapters with Little Dragon talking in them so that you can see what she is saying.
Disclaimer: I only own the plot, the oh so confusing plot that not even I get sometimes.
Draco's POV
Draco made a move to the portrait hole, and then stopped. "There is no need to take her to Dumbledore or Madame Pomphrey, she will wake up in a few minutes, just lay her on the couch," the husky voice said. Draco nodded, speechless. He was very unsure of what he had just witnessed, and he would like to say he had just imagined it, but the whole common room of laughing Slytherins begged to differ. Since Little Dragon had never been wrong before, he laid Hermione's limp body on her couch and knelt by her side with Harry and Ron. True to Little Dragon's word Hermione began to stir after a few minutes.
Hermione's POV (I like her POV better)
Hermione had a whomping headache. She didn't rightly know what had happened. She remembered Slytherins...glowing...laughing...the fireball! She shot up from the pillows, "Shoot, what happened to them, what did it do? I didn't want to hurt them, I couldn't stop myself, but I tried to. What did I do, what did my fireball do? Ung..." She ended with a moan and threw herself back on the pillows. Then she remembered everything that had happened. She started to laugh hysterically. The boys just looked at her concernedly.
~My God, you boys are stupid, and don't look at me like that, or her for that matter. Here, let me explain what I can. She was so mad that they were planning on killing and torturing me, and then they still refused to give me back. She can do that whenever she wants, but it was the raw emotion she felt that brought it out in the open.
~The only other times that her emotions had been so raw were during battle and when you were taken Draco. The only difference between what happened at Hogsmeade and during battle was that in Hogsmeade she panicked, so she couldn't do an Absolute Good. If you three tried to do an Absolute Good it wouldn't work, same with anyone and everyone else.
~When she just glows it means that she is feeling a strong emotion and if she starts floating then she is going to do some magic. This explains that she only started floating during the war AFTER she had killed Mr. Malfoy, because that wasn't magic. Glowing only takes a little of her power, and the floating takes a little more. These were such little amounts that she didn't feel them taken. But the fireball, now that is something different. She put a lot of power into that, and then her emotions were poured into it as well, not necessarily by choice. And that mentally, magically and emotionally drained her, hence the fainting. She is now laughing because she just realized what she did, but also because she handled the fireball, not the entire fireball left her. The laughing should subside about......now.~ At that moment Hermione stopped laughing, with the exception of a few chuckles. The boys just sat there, dumbfounded and confused.
"Wait, I'm confused, how do you know all this?" Harry asked. Draco was now fussing over Hermione and Ron was just sitting there, staring at Little Dragon.
~Well, now that you ask, it is because I am her guardian, sent from...well, somewhere. Anyways, what I found out is that they are all waiting for Lord Voldemort's orders on what to do about you two. But they have waited so long that they are getting antsy and some are planning their own revenge, like love potions or poison and the like. Pansy is planning on poisoning our plates, Hermione, so you should use cleaning charms on them so that we are not harmed. They will be receiving plans from Voldemort tonight on what to do. I have no clue as to what it will be seeing as how I was caught. By the way, thank you for that.~ They all nodded in reply.
Little Dragon seemed intent on making long speeches, Perhaps to cover up something. Was there anything left unanswered? She had explained what happened to Hermione, then she had said the she was her guardian, but from where? Then she had gone into a long explanation on what the Slytherins were planning. Yes, she didn't want them to know where she was from, 'but why, what is she hiding?' Hermione thought.
"Little Dragon, where exactly are you from, and how do you know all this, and there is something that you aren't telling me and I would like to know what it is, so you have some explaining to do little missy and you had better start with the answers soon."
~Fine, I knew that you would ask eventually. But okay then, if you really want to know. I know what is happening to you because I was told that you would start to do this and so I know. But answering all the other questions puts you all in a lot of danger, more so than you are all in now, so if any of you want to know then you had better tell me now,~ Little Dragon seemed nervous, or was it just Hermione's imagination?
"I do," Hermione said.
"Me too," Draco said.
Ron answered quickly, "Don't leave me out."
Harry hesitated, but only for a moment, "Yes, I wish to know as well."
~Fine then. I am Hermione's guardian. I was sent by one of the Her servants to where Draco got me. This was in Her last will and testament that the pup of her dog would be given to a Miss Hermione Granger through a Mister Draco Malfoy.~ Her husky voice seemed to quiver.
She was interrupted, "Who is She, or Her, whoever?" Hermione asked.
~I will get to that in a minute. And now, the time has come for me to tell you what you really are,~ Little Dragon hopped up onto the couch and went up by Hermione's head. She licked Hermione's forehead and said, ~Introducing...~ Everyone held their breath as they watched in awe.
A/N Heeheehee, this is a cliffie. Don't worry, next chapter will be up tomorrow telling you all that you need to know.
A/N Thank you anonymous reviewer 'Angie Goose' for my 110th review. Thanks guys! And, all of you who asked where the tickling fireball thingee that made them laugh came from, I don't know, it just came out, I sit at my computer for a few minutes with a short little idea in my head about what to write in the chapter and the story practically writes itself. I would have done something more dangerous, but I didn't want her to be expelled or anything, although it would be interesting. Now I am annoyed, my talking-in-head marks didn't ever show up so you all never read what Little Dragon was saying ahhhhhhhhhh. So I edited all the chapters with Little Dragon talking in them so that you can see what she is saying.
Disclaimer: I only own the plot, the oh so confusing plot that not even I get sometimes.
Draco's POV
Draco made a move to the portrait hole, and then stopped. "There is no need to take her to Dumbledore or Madame Pomphrey, she will wake up in a few minutes, just lay her on the couch," the husky voice said. Draco nodded, speechless. He was very unsure of what he had just witnessed, and he would like to say he had just imagined it, but the whole common room of laughing Slytherins begged to differ. Since Little Dragon had never been wrong before, he laid Hermione's limp body on her couch and knelt by her side with Harry and Ron. True to Little Dragon's word Hermione began to stir after a few minutes.
Hermione's POV (I like her POV better)
Hermione had a whomping headache. She didn't rightly know what had happened. She remembered Slytherins...glowing...laughing...the fireball! She shot up from the pillows, "Shoot, what happened to them, what did it do? I didn't want to hurt them, I couldn't stop myself, but I tried to. What did I do, what did my fireball do? Ung..." She ended with a moan and threw herself back on the pillows. Then she remembered everything that had happened. She started to laugh hysterically. The boys just looked at her concernedly.
~My God, you boys are stupid, and don't look at me like that, or her for that matter. Here, let me explain what I can. She was so mad that they were planning on killing and torturing me, and then they still refused to give me back. She can do that whenever she wants, but it was the raw emotion she felt that brought it out in the open.
~The only other times that her emotions had been so raw were during battle and when you were taken Draco. The only difference between what happened at Hogsmeade and during battle was that in Hogsmeade she panicked, so she couldn't do an Absolute Good. If you three tried to do an Absolute Good it wouldn't work, same with anyone and everyone else.
~When she just glows it means that she is feeling a strong emotion and if she starts floating then she is going to do some magic. This explains that she only started floating during the war AFTER she had killed Mr. Malfoy, because that wasn't magic. Glowing only takes a little of her power, and the floating takes a little more. These were such little amounts that she didn't feel them taken. But the fireball, now that is something different. She put a lot of power into that, and then her emotions were poured into it as well, not necessarily by choice. And that mentally, magically and emotionally drained her, hence the fainting. She is now laughing because she just realized what she did, but also because she handled the fireball, not the entire fireball left her. The laughing should subside about......now.~ At that moment Hermione stopped laughing, with the exception of a few chuckles. The boys just sat there, dumbfounded and confused.
"Wait, I'm confused, how do you know all this?" Harry asked. Draco was now fussing over Hermione and Ron was just sitting there, staring at Little Dragon.
~Well, now that you ask, it is because I am her guardian, sent from...well, somewhere. Anyways, what I found out is that they are all waiting for Lord Voldemort's orders on what to do about you two. But they have waited so long that they are getting antsy and some are planning their own revenge, like love potions or poison and the like. Pansy is planning on poisoning our plates, Hermione, so you should use cleaning charms on them so that we are not harmed. They will be receiving plans from Voldemort tonight on what to do. I have no clue as to what it will be seeing as how I was caught. By the way, thank you for that.~ They all nodded in reply.
Little Dragon seemed intent on making long speeches, Perhaps to cover up something. Was there anything left unanswered? She had explained what happened to Hermione, then she had said the she was her guardian, but from where? Then she had gone into a long explanation on what the Slytherins were planning. Yes, she didn't want them to know where she was from, 'but why, what is she hiding?' Hermione thought.
"Little Dragon, where exactly are you from, and how do you know all this, and there is something that you aren't telling me and I would like to know what it is, so you have some explaining to do little missy and you had better start with the answers soon."
~Fine, I knew that you would ask eventually. But okay then, if you really want to know. I know what is happening to you because I was told that you would start to do this and so I know. But answering all the other questions puts you all in a lot of danger, more so than you are all in now, so if any of you want to know then you had better tell me now,~ Little Dragon seemed nervous, or was it just Hermione's imagination?
"I do," Hermione said.
"Me too," Draco said.
Ron answered quickly, "Don't leave me out."
Harry hesitated, but only for a moment, "Yes, I wish to know as well."
~Fine then. I am Hermione's guardian. I was sent by one of the Her servants to where Draco got me. This was in Her last will and testament that the pup of her dog would be given to a Miss Hermione Granger through a Mister Draco Malfoy.~ Her husky voice seemed to quiver.
She was interrupted, "Who is She, or Her, whoever?" Hermione asked.
~I will get to that in a minute. And now, the time has come for me to tell you what you really are,~ Little Dragon hopped up onto the couch and went up by Hermione's head. She licked Hermione's forehead and said, ~Introducing...~ Everyone held their breath as they watched in awe.
A/N Heeheehee, this is a cliffie. Don't worry, next chapter will be up tomorrow telling you all that you need to know.
