A/N: I'm just trying to boost the amount of words so that more people will
read, because if I get to 10,000 words, I know more people will read it.
Well, sorry about the slow starting, but I'm still trying to think of how
I'm going to do this. And thanks to my 5 reviewers. I appreciate your
input. Now, on to the story!
The Christikon Way
Chapter Two
As the plane took off, she popped in a stick of gum and pulled out her book. She was soon asleep, with the mystery guy also asleep next to her.
Six hours later, Hermione woke up to the flight attendants passing out the food trays. Just the smell of it made her want to retch.
"Turkey or Ham?" She asked them.
"I'm not hungry." Hermione answered quickly, glancing at the tray and turning toward the window.
"Um...no thank you. I'm not hungry either." She heard the guy tell her. She heard her advance to the next group of people and shuddered as they said they wanted ham.
"Nasty. I don't know why they make this crappy food for us. I mean, don't they want people to come back?" She heard they guy say, and she turned to him as he was putting his try down and getting out a deck of cards.
"So...I don't mean to be blunt, but I still don't know your name." She said, putting the book that had been lying in her lap in her carry on.
"Oh. Well, I still don't know yours either. So, what's your name?" He asked, dealing out a simple game of solitaire.
"Wait, I asked you first! You should tell me before I tell you. It's only fair." She said, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Technically you didn't. You just stated that you don't know my name." He told her, looking up from his card game to smile triumphantly.
"But you still knew I was asking you a question! You knew what I meant!"
"I might have, but I might not have, either. You could have just been stating the obvious to make conversation, which you succeeded in doing so, if that was your goal." He told her, setting his cards down on the tray, waiting for he counter.
"I...I was...damn you." She grumbled out leaning back in her chair.
"So? What's your name?" He asked her, picking up her cards and continuing his game.
"I refuse to tell you. You should tell me first, mister." She said, grumpily staring at the back of the seat in front of her.
"Ok...how about this. We both hand each other our ticket stubs and read the name. Deal?" He suggested.
She paused and thought about it for a second.
"Alright. Deal." She said, and they both got out their tickets.
"Alright. Now, on the count of three, hold it up. Ok?"
"Ok." She said, readying her ticket.
"One..." a baby started crying behind them.
"Two..." a flight attendant knocked over a glass in the aisle, right next to they guy.
"Three!"
Right as they flipped them over, the overhead shaft with all the luggage in it came loose. The luggage fell out on top of the guy.
But it didn't prevent Hermione from seeing his name.
And it didn't prevent Draco Malfoy from seeing her ticket, reading Hermione Granger.
A/N: I know it's short, but I have homework, and can't write any more. I'll try to update soon.
The Christikon Way
Chapter Two
As the plane took off, she popped in a stick of gum and pulled out her book. She was soon asleep, with the mystery guy also asleep next to her.
Six hours later, Hermione woke up to the flight attendants passing out the food trays. Just the smell of it made her want to retch.
"Turkey or Ham?" She asked them.
"I'm not hungry." Hermione answered quickly, glancing at the tray and turning toward the window.
"Um...no thank you. I'm not hungry either." She heard the guy tell her. She heard her advance to the next group of people and shuddered as they said they wanted ham.
"Nasty. I don't know why they make this crappy food for us. I mean, don't they want people to come back?" She heard they guy say, and she turned to him as he was putting his try down and getting out a deck of cards.
"So...I don't mean to be blunt, but I still don't know your name." She said, putting the book that had been lying in her lap in her carry on.
"Oh. Well, I still don't know yours either. So, what's your name?" He asked, dealing out a simple game of solitaire.
"Wait, I asked you first! You should tell me before I tell you. It's only fair." She said, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Technically you didn't. You just stated that you don't know my name." He told her, looking up from his card game to smile triumphantly.
"But you still knew I was asking you a question! You knew what I meant!"
"I might have, but I might not have, either. You could have just been stating the obvious to make conversation, which you succeeded in doing so, if that was your goal." He told her, setting his cards down on the tray, waiting for he counter.
"I...I was...damn you." She grumbled out leaning back in her chair.
"So? What's your name?" He asked her, picking up her cards and continuing his game.
"I refuse to tell you. You should tell me first, mister." She said, grumpily staring at the back of the seat in front of her.
"Ok...how about this. We both hand each other our ticket stubs and read the name. Deal?" He suggested.
She paused and thought about it for a second.
"Alright. Deal." She said, and they both got out their tickets.
"Alright. Now, on the count of three, hold it up. Ok?"
"Ok." She said, readying her ticket.
"One..." a baby started crying behind them.
"Two..." a flight attendant knocked over a glass in the aisle, right next to they guy.
"Three!"
Right as they flipped them over, the overhead shaft with all the luggage in it came loose. The luggage fell out on top of the guy.
But it didn't prevent Hermione from seeing his name.
And it didn't prevent Draco Malfoy from seeing her ticket, reading Hermione Granger.
A/N: I know it's short, but I have homework, and can't write any more. I'll try to update soon.