"Granger, Squeaky, it's not fucking funny anymore. Let us out!" Draco pleaded.
"It's not me!" They both shouted in unison.
"The hell it isn't!" Drake shouted. He'd been freed from his body bind curse and was now prowling the room, glaring full force at the females.
"I kind of want to leave now though." Squeaky admitted. "It's gotten very awkward in here hasn't it?"
"Awkward is an understatement." Draven snapped. "Well who is doing it then?"
"I thought it was you." Hermione said, confused.
"Me? Why would I be keeping us here?" Draven asked.
"Well let's think about it…maybe the same reason they were?" Drake asked, tilting his head towards Draco. Draco backed against a wall, looking around the room in a paranoid manner.
"No…it was shocking us before Draven got here." Hermione noted.
"Us? Shocking us you say?" Drake asked.
"Fine. It was shocking you before Draven got here." Hermione amended. "Well…it wouldn't make sense for it to be Draco. And we know it's not Lorn. That leaves…"
"Ginny!" Everyone exclaimed.
Ginny looked up from her manga. "Hmm?"
"You're the one keeping us here! Simple process of elimination proves that!" Hermione yelled.
"Kill her!" Drake roared. He charged, but Draven grabbed his hood and he fell backwards making a choking sound.
"Was it you Ginny?" Draven asked calmly.
"Er…" Ginny looked around the room, from Draco who looked absolutely terrified, to Hermione and Squeaky, who looked terribly embarrassed, to Drake who looked like he wanted to claw her jugular out, to Lorn who was so baked he didn't seem to realize where he was anymore and finally to Draven, who looked concerned for her safety.
"Er…er…I'm sorry! I was just so fucking lonely!" She yelled, bursting into tears.
"What? It's leaking from its eyes." Drake said, looking perplexed.
"She's crying you idiot!" Hermione snapped. "Ginny, are you okay?"
"Honestly Hermione, does she look okay?" Draven snapped.
"She's just trying to keep us from killing her!" Draco yelled. "And it's not working." He drew his wand.
But the ferret was wrong. Sure, it was a diversionary tactic, but not to guilt them into not killing her. Rather, to come up with a plan.
"Memory charm!" Ginny yelled quickly, erasing everyone's memory of the story from their minds. She 'unlocked' the door and watched as the paraphernalia that had accumulated during their stay in the room disappeared.
All of the kids dazedly wandered back to their separate common rooms and dorm rooms.
Ginny wasn't quite sure why she did it. There was just something terribly amusing about a bed eating Draco Malfoy.
Epilogue:
It's a little known fact that eventually all memory charms do wear off. It just so happens that usually the person who was charmed will die before it wears off, because a skilled enough wizard will make it last for a hundred years or so. But Ginny was not at her peak magical abilities as a witch when she cast her memory charm.
Ginny was sitting in the Windy Pines nursing home, rocking in her chair and wondering if her grandchildren would come and visit her that day. She smiled wistfully, remembering when she was young and the things she had done with her friends.
She didn't hear the squeak of the wheelchairs carrying Lorn Mystique and Drake Belaqua up the ramp of the Windy Pines nursing home until it was too late.
END
Author's Notes:
Sorry it's been so long since I posted. My computer sort of went through a 'I don't feel like working for you' phase. She's a brat like that. So yeah, I finished off this story line. I figured everything was getting old and if I kept it going it would…suck. And the ending's not that great either, I don't think. I kinda feel like all my endings are let downs somehow. But I didn't want to let this story die either…I kinda liked writing it. Hmm…if anyone's got any suggestions about a possible sequel or how to keep the story going, I'd be glad to hear them. I like this story, and the kind reviews it generates. ^_^ pleasant something people!
"It's not me!" They both shouted in unison.
"The hell it isn't!" Drake shouted. He'd been freed from his body bind curse and was now prowling the room, glaring full force at the females.
"I kind of want to leave now though." Squeaky admitted. "It's gotten very awkward in here hasn't it?"
"Awkward is an understatement." Draven snapped. "Well who is doing it then?"
"I thought it was you." Hermione said, confused.
"Me? Why would I be keeping us here?" Draven asked.
"Well let's think about it…maybe the same reason they were?" Drake asked, tilting his head towards Draco. Draco backed against a wall, looking around the room in a paranoid manner.
"No…it was shocking us before Draven got here." Hermione noted.
"Us? Shocking us you say?" Drake asked.
"Fine. It was shocking you before Draven got here." Hermione amended. "Well…it wouldn't make sense for it to be Draco. And we know it's not Lorn. That leaves…"
"Ginny!" Everyone exclaimed.
Ginny looked up from her manga. "Hmm?"
"You're the one keeping us here! Simple process of elimination proves that!" Hermione yelled.
"Kill her!" Drake roared. He charged, but Draven grabbed his hood and he fell backwards making a choking sound.
"Was it you Ginny?" Draven asked calmly.
"Er…" Ginny looked around the room, from Draco who looked absolutely terrified, to Hermione and Squeaky, who looked terribly embarrassed, to Drake who looked like he wanted to claw her jugular out, to Lorn who was so baked he didn't seem to realize where he was anymore and finally to Draven, who looked concerned for her safety.
"Er…er…I'm sorry! I was just so fucking lonely!" She yelled, bursting into tears.
"What? It's leaking from its eyes." Drake said, looking perplexed.
"She's crying you idiot!" Hermione snapped. "Ginny, are you okay?"
"Honestly Hermione, does she look okay?" Draven snapped.
"She's just trying to keep us from killing her!" Draco yelled. "And it's not working." He drew his wand.
But the ferret was wrong. Sure, it was a diversionary tactic, but not to guilt them into not killing her. Rather, to come up with a plan.
"Memory charm!" Ginny yelled quickly, erasing everyone's memory of the story from their minds. She 'unlocked' the door and watched as the paraphernalia that had accumulated during their stay in the room disappeared.
All of the kids dazedly wandered back to their separate common rooms and dorm rooms.
Ginny wasn't quite sure why she did it. There was just something terribly amusing about a bed eating Draco Malfoy.
Epilogue:
It's a little known fact that eventually all memory charms do wear off. It just so happens that usually the person who was charmed will die before it wears off, because a skilled enough wizard will make it last for a hundred years or so. But Ginny was not at her peak magical abilities as a witch when she cast her memory charm.
Ginny was sitting in the Windy Pines nursing home, rocking in her chair and wondering if her grandchildren would come and visit her that day. She smiled wistfully, remembering when she was young and the things she had done with her friends.
She didn't hear the squeak of the wheelchairs carrying Lorn Mystique and Drake Belaqua up the ramp of the Windy Pines nursing home until it was too late.
END
Author's Notes:
Sorry it's been so long since I posted. My computer sort of went through a 'I don't feel like working for you' phase. She's a brat like that. So yeah, I finished off this story line. I figured everything was getting old and if I kept it going it would…suck. And the ending's not that great either, I don't think. I kinda feel like all my endings are let downs somehow. But I didn't want to let this story die either…I kinda liked writing it. Hmm…if anyone's got any suggestions about a possible sequel or how to keep the story going, I'd be glad to hear them. I like this story, and the kind reviews it generates. ^_^ pleasant something people!