A/N: This chapter might be a bit shitty cause I didn't write a first draft.
This is just off the top of my head and I don't usually correct my work.
Also, I'm doing many things at the same time. Right now, I'm also doing my
art project and my math homework. This will also be a very sweet chapter.
Also I'm going to America for two weeks, starting 5th April. So I'll try to
finish another chapter before that, but I'm not sure though.
Fairytale-ish
Captured hearts
They've reached Paraqua that night. It was a small town very near to Leon City, the capital of Griffindor. The Aurum Leoninus was not so far away. The gang spreaded out in the town, diluting suspicion and the chance of being caught. They would meet again in the morning.
Draco and Harry rented a small room in a discreet inn in a small alley. It was a place many go to when they wanted to hide, when they have secrets. No one cared what goes on in the rooms as long as the payment was at the front desk in the morning.
"Where are you going?" Harry asked as he sat up on the bed.
"To get my revenge." The blond replied as he reached for the door. Walking out as emerald eyes followed him until he disappeared into the night.
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Parvati Patil lived in a mansion near Paraqua. It was four story's high with a balcony on each alternate rooms. The warm cream colour of the place was darkened by the black blanket of night.
Ron stared at the grand building. The tall throned fences guarding the place had sharp, shark like teethes. He searched the area and found a tall tree, it's branches looming over the fence. The red head climbed the tree. He reached for a strong branch, and with expertise, swung himself across, the teethes almost biting him.
Like a cat he landed on his feet. Quickly, he sneaked to the pool below his beloved's bedroom balcony.
Knock! A rock hits the window. It flung open as a graceful creature stepped out of her room. She was as beautiful, as colourful, as lively as a butterfly. Her skin was peach, emphasised by the elegant rose pink dress she wore during the party, which ended a while ago. The girl had let down her long flowing milk chocolate hair. It flowed down her body like silk sheets. Her honey-coloured eyes brightened as she saw him.
Ron slowly pulled a bright red rose from his back. He held it in his hands, offering it to his butterfly goddess. Parvati stood at the edge of the balcony, reaching out her hand to him.
The red head put the rose in his mouth, he as he climbed up to the balcony. Holding his hands Parvati pulled her fiancé up. He gave her the rose and was awarded with a sweet but passionate kiss.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, relishing in each other's embrace. After a few minutes, they pulled apart. They looked into each other's eyes, sweet honey gazing into ocean blue. Then Ron whispered.
"Let's get married."
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The Granger estate was not so far for the Patil estate. As Ron was romancing his love, Draco was seeking his revenge. The Grangers lived in a castle they've inherited, it was grey and grand, though not as great as the Aurum Leoninus de palace.
Draco threw his rope with a hook at the end (A/N I don't know what those are called) to Hermione's tower. He was an excellent climber and he held tightly on to the rope, reaching his destination gracefully and perfectly.
He reached the window and with a quiet crack, he broke in. The place was too big for the sound to be heard so no one took notice to the masked thief as he stepped inside into a dimly lit corridor. He walked to the stairs and went up. Hermione's room was on the higher floor.
The thief reached a room with a wooden door, it was carved and painted with intricate gold lines. Draco picked the lock, within seconds, it clicked, and opened to reveal a room enveloped in darkness. The wavy haired girl was asleep, still, on her bed. Her pure white nightgown half covered with her warm thick blanket.
Draco sneered at her as he gently tied a rope round her wrist and ankle. Then slowly he pulled a white cloth over her mouth and a bag over her head.
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"Do you Parvati Patil take Ronald Weasley to be your lawfully wedded husband. In sickness and in health, for richer for poorer. Till death do you part?"
The couple was in a small chapel, and in this space, there was only them. Though the location was small, their love was enough to fill a whole cathedral.
"I do." The words were said without hesitation or doubt. She was still in her rose pink dress, but her face was covered with a small pink veil.
Ron smiled at her as words of vows were said.
"Do you Ronald Weasley take Parvati Patil to be your lawfully wedded wife. In sickness and in health, for richer for poorer. Till death do you part?"
"I do." The answer was short but powerful.
Ron took her hand and gently he slipped the ring onto her fingers. She slipped the other on his.
"By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you, husband wife. You may kiss the bride."
There lips brush each other as Ron held her in his arms in a moment that would last forever in their memory.
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The door opened. Draco stepped into the room. He was holding a struggling Hermione in his arms. Harry stared as he entered. Draco put her down next to the dirty white washed wall opposite the bed.
"Draco! What's the business? Who is this? Speak!"
"Calm down my angel, 'tis part of my sweet vengeance." Draco came to sit next to the prince for a while. He put his warm hands around his lover and stared into the emerald depth.
Then the prisoner struggled again and Draco stood up. He lifted the bag to stare into the girl's brown eyes. His silver orbs stared back coldly, warning her that if she doesn't stop, there will be consequences.
" Hermione!" Harry stared at his friend. Though they have only known each other for a year, they were quite close friends. Hermione's eyes widen when she saw the prince sitting on the bed of her kidnapper.
"You know her?" Draco asked the prince.
"Yes, she's a friend of mine. Banished from Slytherin for the murder." He looked at Draco, confused
" Yes, the Grangers murdered my father, and King Severus didn't punish them. He let them get away because of his love for her." He pointed at the girl who stared at him, shocked.
"Hermione's having an affair with the king of Slytherin??!!"
"Apparently so." Draco replied.
"And you're the son of Lord Lucius Malfoy! His only heir! So you must be Lord Draco Malfoy." Harry added.
" I'm a lord?" Draco asked, not knowing who his father was since his mother had gone insane when he was growing up. Harry nodded.
Draco didn't know what to say. He sat down next to Harry and began stroking his messy black hair. He touched the prince's cheek softly and sighed.
"Still doesn't change the fact that I'm the Dragon and you're the prince." He said to himself and the prince. Then he leaned forward, their nose almost touching. He whispered so Hermione couldn't hear. "Or the fact that I love you."
The words were sweet but tinted with sadness and fear. Harry was quiet and Draco lips brushed Harry's softly, his hand cupping the prince's face and stroking his hair. The kiss deepened and they just stayed like that, until they realised Hermione was watching them. Draco broke apart and stood up.
"It's almost morning, I have to go to the gang meeting. I'll bring you some breakfast when I get back. I trust you not to let her get away." He kissed Harry's forehead lightly before walking gracefully out of the room. Leaving Harry with Hermione.
"Mmmph!" Hermione cried, signaling Harry over to help her. Harry got up from the bed, he came over and untie the cloth covering her mouth.
"Your highness!" She shouted, not knowing what else to say. So many questions ran through her head so quickly, her mind couldn't catch them to ask.
"Shh! Please my lady, quiet down." He looked at her, the same kind of questions running rapidly through his head.
"Your alive." She stated.
"Apparently so."
"We all thought you were dead. What happened?"
"Draco kept me as a prisoner.for a while." Hermione eyed him suspiciously.
"So, does thy capturer kiss thou frequently?" She asked sarcastically.
"Only one who has captured my heart." Though he could not say it to Draco, he couldn't deny it. He was in love.
Hermione was speechless. The prince in love with the Dragon! There are no words for it. It was a while before she spoke again.
"Had he not, murder Princess Hannah?"
"No he has not." The words were certain and the girl said no more on the topic. Before she could say another word, the prince spoke.
" If this is a sin, then yours is just as sinful. King Severus is the enemy of our kingdom, and is beyond twice your age."
Hermione said nothing to the prince. She understood him, for her heart is captured as well. She just smiled at him softly. Her dark brown eyes warm.
Then Prince Harry saw a bottle of wine on the bedside table with two glasses meant for him from his lover. He took the bottle and came to sit next to his friend. He poured her a glass and put it on the floor. A clinking sound was heard as he gave a toast.
"To the thieves who stole our hearts," He said, holding up the glass for Hermione (who was still tied up) to drink before sipping from his own glass.
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So how was this chapter? Good? Bad? Please review. Actually I thought I'd add a Ron/ Parvati sex scene, but I got lazy and cut it short. Sorry. Anyway I hope that was okay. I've posted a new HP fanfic as well. It's called "Like father like son." I hope you guys could read that too, it's darker than this fic. It's about Harry becoming a spy. There will be loads of twists there, I guarantee you, but I must warn you, it's an incest fic with a bit of mpreg and many of the characters might seem out of character. Anyway, if that doesn't bother you, please read it.
Fairytale-ish
Captured hearts
They've reached Paraqua that night. It was a small town very near to Leon City, the capital of Griffindor. The Aurum Leoninus was not so far away. The gang spreaded out in the town, diluting suspicion and the chance of being caught. They would meet again in the morning.
Draco and Harry rented a small room in a discreet inn in a small alley. It was a place many go to when they wanted to hide, when they have secrets. No one cared what goes on in the rooms as long as the payment was at the front desk in the morning.
"Where are you going?" Harry asked as he sat up on the bed.
"To get my revenge." The blond replied as he reached for the door. Walking out as emerald eyes followed him until he disappeared into the night.
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Parvati Patil lived in a mansion near Paraqua. It was four story's high with a balcony on each alternate rooms. The warm cream colour of the place was darkened by the black blanket of night.
Ron stared at the grand building. The tall throned fences guarding the place had sharp, shark like teethes. He searched the area and found a tall tree, it's branches looming over the fence. The red head climbed the tree. He reached for a strong branch, and with expertise, swung himself across, the teethes almost biting him.
Like a cat he landed on his feet. Quickly, he sneaked to the pool below his beloved's bedroom balcony.
Knock! A rock hits the window. It flung open as a graceful creature stepped out of her room. She was as beautiful, as colourful, as lively as a butterfly. Her skin was peach, emphasised by the elegant rose pink dress she wore during the party, which ended a while ago. The girl had let down her long flowing milk chocolate hair. It flowed down her body like silk sheets. Her honey-coloured eyes brightened as she saw him.
Ron slowly pulled a bright red rose from his back. He held it in his hands, offering it to his butterfly goddess. Parvati stood at the edge of the balcony, reaching out her hand to him.
The red head put the rose in his mouth, he as he climbed up to the balcony. Holding his hands Parvati pulled her fiancé up. He gave her the rose and was awarded with a sweet but passionate kiss.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, relishing in each other's embrace. After a few minutes, they pulled apart. They looked into each other's eyes, sweet honey gazing into ocean blue. Then Ron whispered.
"Let's get married."
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The Granger estate was not so far for the Patil estate. As Ron was romancing his love, Draco was seeking his revenge. The Grangers lived in a castle they've inherited, it was grey and grand, though not as great as the Aurum Leoninus de palace.
Draco threw his rope with a hook at the end (A/N I don't know what those are called) to Hermione's tower. He was an excellent climber and he held tightly on to the rope, reaching his destination gracefully and perfectly.
He reached the window and with a quiet crack, he broke in. The place was too big for the sound to be heard so no one took notice to the masked thief as he stepped inside into a dimly lit corridor. He walked to the stairs and went up. Hermione's room was on the higher floor.
The thief reached a room with a wooden door, it was carved and painted with intricate gold lines. Draco picked the lock, within seconds, it clicked, and opened to reveal a room enveloped in darkness. The wavy haired girl was asleep, still, on her bed. Her pure white nightgown half covered with her warm thick blanket.
Draco sneered at her as he gently tied a rope round her wrist and ankle. Then slowly he pulled a white cloth over her mouth and a bag over her head.
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"Do you Parvati Patil take Ronald Weasley to be your lawfully wedded husband. In sickness and in health, for richer for poorer. Till death do you part?"
The couple was in a small chapel, and in this space, there was only them. Though the location was small, their love was enough to fill a whole cathedral.
"I do." The words were said without hesitation or doubt. She was still in her rose pink dress, but her face was covered with a small pink veil.
Ron smiled at her as words of vows were said.
"Do you Ronald Weasley take Parvati Patil to be your lawfully wedded wife. In sickness and in health, for richer for poorer. Till death do you part?"
"I do." The answer was short but powerful.
Ron took her hand and gently he slipped the ring onto her fingers. She slipped the other on his.
"By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you, husband wife. You may kiss the bride."
There lips brush each other as Ron held her in his arms in a moment that would last forever in their memory.
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The door opened. Draco stepped into the room. He was holding a struggling Hermione in his arms. Harry stared as he entered. Draco put her down next to the dirty white washed wall opposite the bed.
"Draco! What's the business? Who is this? Speak!"
"Calm down my angel, 'tis part of my sweet vengeance." Draco came to sit next to the prince for a while. He put his warm hands around his lover and stared into the emerald depth.
Then the prisoner struggled again and Draco stood up. He lifted the bag to stare into the girl's brown eyes. His silver orbs stared back coldly, warning her that if she doesn't stop, there will be consequences.
" Hermione!" Harry stared at his friend. Though they have only known each other for a year, they were quite close friends. Hermione's eyes widen when she saw the prince sitting on the bed of her kidnapper.
"You know her?" Draco asked the prince.
"Yes, she's a friend of mine. Banished from Slytherin for the murder." He looked at Draco, confused
" Yes, the Grangers murdered my father, and King Severus didn't punish them. He let them get away because of his love for her." He pointed at the girl who stared at him, shocked.
"Hermione's having an affair with the king of Slytherin??!!"
"Apparently so." Draco replied.
"And you're the son of Lord Lucius Malfoy! His only heir! So you must be Lord Draco Malfoy." Harry added.
" I'm a lord?" Draco asked, not knowing who his father was since his mother had gone insane when he was growing up. Harry nodded.
Draco didn't know what to say. He sat down next to Harry and began stroking his messy black hair. He touched the prince's cheek softly and sighed.
"Still doesn't change the fact that I'm the Dragon and you're the prince." He said to himself and the prince. Then he leaned forward, their nose almost touching. He whispered so Hermione couldn't hear. "Or the fact that I love you."
The words were sweet but tinted with sadness and fear. Harry was quiet and Draco lips brushed Harry's softly, his hand cupping the prince's face and stroking his hair. The kiss deepened and they just stayed like that, until they realised Hermione was watching them. Draco broke apart and stood up.
"It's almost morning, I have to go to the gang meeting. I'll bring you some breakfast when I get back. I trust you not to let her get away." He kissed Harry's forehead lightly before walking gracefully out of the room. Leaving Harry with Hermione.
"Mmmph!" Hermione cried, signaling Harry over to help her. Harry got up from the bed, he came over and untie the cloth covering her mouth.
"Your highness!" She shouted, not knowing what else to say. So many questions ran through her head so quickly, her mind couldn't catch them to ask.
"Shh! Please my lady, quiet down." He looked at her, the same kind of questions running rapidly through his head.
"Your alive." She stated.
"Apparently so."
"We all thought you were dead. What happened?"
"Draco kept me as a prisoner.for a while." Hermione eyed him suspiciously.
"So, does thy capturer kiss thou frequently?" She asked sarcastically.
"Only one who has captured my heart." Though he could not say it to Draco, he couldn't deny it. He was in love.
Hermione was speechless. The prince in love with the Dragon! There are no words for it. It was a while before she spoke again.
"Had he not, murder Princess Hannah?"
"No he has not." The words were certain and the girl said no more on the topic. Before she could say another word, the prince spoke.
" If this is a sin, then yours is just as sinful. King Severus is the enemy of our kingdom, and is beyond twice your age."
Hermione said nothing to the prince. She understood him, for her heart is captured as well. She just smiled at him softly. Her dark brown eyes warm.
Then Prince Harry saw a bottle of wine on the bedside table with two glasses meant for him from his lover. He took the bottle and came to sit next to his friend. He poured her a glass and put it on the floor. A clinking sound was heard as he gave a toast.
"To the thieves who stole our hearts," He said, holding up the glass for Hermione (who was still tied up) to drink before sipping from his own glass.
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So how was this chapter? Good? Bad? Please review. Actually I thought I'd add a Ron/ Parvati sex scene, but I got lazy and cut it short. Sorry. Anyway I hope that was okay. I've posted a new HP fanfic as well. It's called "Like father like son." I hope you guys could read that too, it's darker than this fic. It's about Harry becoming a spy. There will be loads of twists there, I guarantee you, but I must warn you, it's an incest fic with a bit of mpreg and many of the characters might seem out of character. Anyway, if that doesn't bother you, please read it.