~A/N~ Hola! OK, hope you liked the last chapter, it was a little weird I
know, but we find out what exactly it was in this chapter... Alrighty so
read, review, and ROCK ON!
*AmSam Malfoy*
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, duh. Also, the song in here is by American Hi-Fi
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Dinner passed relatively uneventfully. The food was pretty good, there was some chicken and upon Hermione's request, she was able to have macaroni and cheese, her favorite food at home. She could make it on a summer day when she didn't have anything else to do. She often had mishaps, she wasn't a very good cook. But she hadn't managed to totally screw it up yet. The water had boiled over on her a couple of times but nothing too serious.
Harry and Ron incessantly chattered about their latest quidditch plays. The quidditch house cup was coming up. It was between Gryffindor and Slytherin. The Gryffindor team wasn't to worried, Harry was the best seeker at school. Malfoy used to rival him, but his playing had dropped off in the last couple of years. Most thought it was nerves. They thought he was afraid that any day now the ministry would be barging in to arrest him. They had all these ridiculous stories of supposed crimes Malfoy had committed since he came to Hogwarts.
Hermione decided she would go to the library, her sanctuary. She worked for a couple hours, but her mind kept wandering. She looked over at the aisle she had been on earlier that day. Had she really been there? Maybe it had all been a dream. She shook her head as she packed up her bag.
Hermione hummed to herself as she walked down the halls. It was about 9. She had finished up her homework, so there was no need to hurry back. She was free for the weekend.
"I'll do everything but you're not that way, I'm lost around you. But you'll do everything with the same old lies, and I can't even try..." She sang quietly. She turned around when she heard someone else singing the next part of the song.
"Yea you get me high, I'm feelin so low. How far would you let me go? Yea you get me high, I'm feelin so low, I'm knocked down by the vertigo...."
"Well aren't we mister music aficionado!" She said, surprised for the second time that day by Malfoy.
"Or something like that." He said in his cold drawling voice.
"So you know American Hi-Fi and you know Good Charlotte. What happened to the whole 'muggles are dirty!' perspective on life, eh?" She said this with avid hand movements, trying to provoke a smile. She failed.
"I just like the music, there aren't any talented wizard bands." Hermione thought about this and realized he was right. The only really big band was The Weird Sisters. There were a sprinkling of other bands but they mostly consisted of Hogwarts students or old retired ministry wizards and 99% of them sucked. Really sucked.
"Point taken. So, Malfoy, care to explain that occurrence earlier?" She said with mild curiosity in her voice although, in reality, she was dying to know what had happened.
"I think its you with the explaining to do." She raised her eyebrows, and he stared intensely at her. He didn't know for sure if she knew what had happened or not, so he figured he would wait it out. But after a few moments of her sitting in silence with a confused look on her face, it was evident that he would be the one explaining. "Fine. I'll tell you. But not here. Come on."
They walked down the corridors in silence. Hermione really wanted to say something, but Malfoy didn't look like he was in the mood to talk. They finally reached a staircase that Hermione had never ventured up before. He began to take the stairs two at a time and she tried to run up them quickly behind him. He began to walk faster, and she had to nearly run to keep up with him.
"Hey, girl with short legs trying to keep up here." She panted. He simply cast a glance over his shoulder and kept on at the same pace. She ran behind him for another two minutes. She was starting to sweat. Just as she was about to stop to walk, he stopped walking as well.
"Here we are." He said in a hushed voice.
"Ohmigod, never again am I following you. Was all that running really necessary? I mean, we could have gotten here just as easily by walking a TAD bit slower. And correct me if I'm wrong but this is WAY out of the way! Duh, empty classrooms..." Draco walked over and placed his hand over her mouth.
"Do you ever shut up anymore? You used to be so quiet." She tried to protest but he kept his hand firmly situated. "OK, I believe we have something to discuss. Earlier today... you were in my dream." Her mouth wriggled but he only heard muffled sounds. "Be quiet! Just let me explain, my God!"
Her shoulders slumped, but she didn't make any more noise.
"So... I found this spell a couple years ago. It was really complicated. It allowed you to dream, but be in control of everything that happened. You could have anything you wanted. The only catch is, you are always alone. But most of the time that's not a problem, because that's where you go to escape everything, to a dream."
"The spell was hard to learn. I've been working on it for over a year. I finally got it down about 4 months ago. So I've been using it to sort of... get away. So now, I have to figure out how you got inside. Any ideas?" He looked at her expectantly.
She stared at him blankly. She tried to mumble, but his hand still blocked any sound.
"OK, if you don't have any ideas, I guess it was all just a big accident. So... so then why the hell did I just tell you all this?" He asked her.
She shrugged her shoulders. She pointed to his hand, but when he wouldn't acknowledge her, she began to pry his fingers off her face. Finally she was free.
"Ugh! Am I that loud? I might have been able to contribute a little to our little investigation if you would have let me talk! You might want to know that before I came to the library, I thought I had woken up. I got up and walked around and I was looking for people. I thought I was awake the whole time and I remember it all as if I really had been. How do I know that this isn't a dream?"
"Of course you would remember it. It did actually happen, it was just on a different plane of reality."
"This is really weird. I don't understand..." She said.
"I'm not quite sure that I do either..." He said slowly. "But sometimes its better than being here..."
And with that they stood quietly until he turned and walked away, leaving her alone to wonder.
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~A/N~ OK yea, this chapter was kinda short, but I got something done at least. I know this isn't the best story... so I'm gonna keep it short, a few more chapters at the most. But if EVERYONE likes it, I may continue it a bit more (if I don't run out of ideas). Alrighty, so review por favor! MUAH! *AmSam Malfoy
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, duh. Also, the song in here is by American Hi-Fi
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Dinner passed relatively uneventfully. The food was pretty good, there was some chicken and upon Hermione's request, she was able to have macaroni and cheese, her favorite food at home. She could make it on a summer day when she didn't have anything else to do. She often had mishaps, she wasn't a very good cook. But she hadn't managed to totally screw it up yet. The water had boiled over on her a couple of times but nothing too serious.
Harry and Ron incessantly chattered about their latest quidditch plays. The quidditch house cup was coming up. It was between Gryffindor and Slytherin. The Gryffindor team wasn't to worried, Harry was the best seeker at school. Malfoy used to rival him, but his playing had dropped off in the last couple of years. Most thought it was nerves. They thought he was afraid that any day now the ministry would be barging in to arrest him. They had all these ridiculous stories of supposed crimes Malfoy had committed since he came to Hogwarts.
Hermione decided she would go to the library, her sanctuary. She worked for a couple hours, but her mind kept wandering. She looked over at the aisle she had been on earlier that day. Had she really been there? Maybe it had all been a dream. She shook her head as she packed up her bag.
Hermione hummed to herself as she walked down the halls. It was about 9. She had finished up her homework, so there was no need to hurry back. She was free for the weekend.
"I'll do everything but you're not that way, I'm lost around you. But you'll do everything with the same old lies, and I can't even try..." She sang quietly. She turned around when she heard someone else singing the next part of the song.
"Yea you get me high, I'm feelin so low. How far would you let me go? Yea you get me high, I'm feelin so low, I'm knocked down by the vertigo...."
"Well aren't we mister music aficionado!" She said, surprised for the second time that day by Malfoy.
"Or something like that." He said in his cold drawling voice.
"So you know American Hi-Fi and you know Good Charlotte. What happened to the whole 'muggles are dirty!' perspective on life, eh?" She said this with avid hand movements, trying to provoke a smile. She failed.
"I just like the music, there aren't any talented wizard bands." Hermione thought about this and realized he was right. The only really big band was The Weird Sisters. There were a sprinkling of other bands but they mostly consisted of Hogwarts students or old retired ministry wizards and 99% of them sucked. Really sucked.
"Point taken. So, Malfoy, care to explain that occurrence earlier?" She said with mild curiosity in her voice although, in reality, she was dying to know what had happened.
"I think its you with the explaining to do." She raised her eyebrows, and he stared intensely at her. He didn't know for sure if she knew what had happened or not, so he figured he would wait it out. But after a few moments of her sitting in silence with a confused look on her face, it was evident that he would be the one explaining. "Fine. I'll tell you. But not here. Come on."
They walked down the corridors in silence. Hermione really wanted to say something, but Malfoy didn't look like he was in the mood to talk. They finally reached a staircase that Hermione had never ventured up before. He began to take the stairs two at a time and she tried to run up them quickly behind him. He began to walk faster, and she had to nearly run to keep up with him.
"Hey, girl with short legs trying to keep up here." She panted. He simply cast a glance over his shoulder and kept on at the same pace. She ran behind him for another two minutes. She was starting to sweat. Just as she was about to stop to walk, he stopped walking as well.
"Here we are." He said in a hushed voice.
"Ohmigod, never again am I following you. Was all that running really necessary? I mean, we could have gotten here just as easily by walking a TAD bit slower. And correct me if I'm wrong but this is WAY out of the way! Duh, empty classrooms..." Draco walked over and placed his hand over her mouth.
"Do you ever shut up anymore? You used to be so quiet." She tried to protest but he kept his hand firmly situated. "OK, I believe we have something to discuss. Earlier today... you were in my dream." Her mouth wriggled but he only heard muffled sounds. "Be quiet! Just let me explain, my God!"
Her shoulders slumped, but she didn't make any more noise.
"So... I found this spell a couple years ago. It was really complicated. It allowed you to dream, but be in control of everything that happened. You could have anything you wanted. The only catch is, you are always alone. But most of the time that's not a problem, because that's where you go to escape everything, to a dream."
"The spell was hard to learn. I've been working on it for over a year. I finally got it down about 4 months ago. So I've been using it to sort of... get away. So now, I have to figure out how you got inside. Any ideas?" He looked at her expectantly.
She stared at him blankly. She tried to mumble, but his hand still blocked any sound.
"OK, if you don't have any ideas, I guess it was all just a big accident. So... so then why the hell did I just tell you all this?" He asked her.
She shrugged her shoulders. She pointed to his hand, but when he wouldn't acknowledge her, she began to pry his fingers off her face. Finally she was free.
"Ugh! Am I that loud? I might have been able to contribute a little to our little investigation if you would have let me talk! You might want to know that before I came to the library, I thought I had woken up. I got up and walked around and I was looking for people. I thought I was awake the whole time and I remember it all as if I really had been. How do I know that this isn't a dream?"
"Of course you would remember it. It did actually happen, it was just on a different plane of reality."
"This is really weird. I don't understand..." She said.
"I'm not quite sure that I do either..." He said slowly. "But sometimes its better than being here..."
And with that they stood quietly until he turned and walked away, leaving her alone to wonder.
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~A/N~ OK yea, this chapter was kinda short, but I got something done at least. I know this isn't the best story... so I'm gonna keep it short, a few more chapters at the most. But if EVERYONE likes it, I may continue it a bit more (if I don't run out of ideas). Alrighty, so review por favor! MUAH! *AmSam Malfoy