Hermione landed face down in a pile of sand. She sputtered, spit out the
sand and stood up. She brushed herself off and looked around. She saw
Draco spitting out sand about 10 feet away from her, standing up and
brushing himself off.
He walked over to her, running his hand through his hair. "Where are we?" he asked.
Hermione looked at him in disbelief. "You think I know?" she snarled. Draco shrugged. "Well I don't!" she shrieked. "This is all your fault you know! If you had just admitted that coffee is not a foul drink, we wouldn't be here in the first place!"
"Yea, this is all my fault! If you had only danced with me we wouldn't have been arguing in the first place!" Draco shouted.
"Don't you dare blame this on me," Hermione said, her voice dangerously low.
"Well think about it Hermione, if you had simply complied with being civil towards me, our friends wouldn't have put us in this predicament."
Hermione shot a venomous glare at Draco and stalked away. Draco followed after her. "Hermione, don't be stupid. We have no idea where we are! We can't just split up!" Draco shouted at her retreating figure.
"Don't worry Malfoy, when I return home, I'll have Harry come fetch you," she said without turning around.
"Hermione, you have no idea where we are! I bet you don't even have your wand! How do you intend to return to my house? In case you haven't noticed, we are in THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!" he shouted the last part.
"Unlike you Malfoy, I am resourceful and I can find my way out this predicament."
"And I'm not resourceful? Ha! Yea, you are so resourceful you managed to-" Draco started but was cut off by the arrival of a new voice.
"Hey, I'm sorry to interrupt, but it looks you people could use a lift," a chipper voice said from above them.
In unison, Draco and Hermione raised their heads to find a girl riding a flying carpet. She looked about seventeen or eighteen and her dark brown eyes were twinkling with mischief.
Draco nodded at her. "Yea, we could. Thanks. I'm Draco Malfoy and this less than pleasant person is Hermione Granger."
Hermione "hmphed" at his last remark but moved towards the flying carpet.
"I'm Samira Patil," she said, and offered her hand to Hermione to help her get on board.
"Thanks," Hermione said. "Sorry if I seem 'less than pleasant'" she shot Draco a nasty glare, "but we were just transported here without warning."
Samira laughed. "I can tell. It's not that often I see two people wandering through the desert in dress clothes. Hold on." The flying carpet accelerated forward.
Hermione laughed with her. "Yea you're right. Are you related to Parvati and Padma Patil by any chance?"
Samira looked sheepish. "Yea I am," she said with a wry grin.
"What a coincidence! How did you know that you'd find us- Wait a minute! They've had this planned haven't they?" Draco asked, realization dawning on him.
Hermione's eyes widened and she figured it out. "Harry transported us here and then told you to come pick us up so that we wouldn't die! I'm going to kill him the kniving little son of a b-"
Draco cut her off. "How long have they had this planned?"
Samira shook her head guiltily. "I'm afraid that I am in no position to disclose that information."
"What? We won't tell them that you told us," Hermione said quickly.
Samira just shook her head and continued to steer the flying carpet.
"I thought flying carpets were outlawed," Hermione mused to herself.
Draco heard her. "They are, except in India and Egypt. Where are we by the way?"
"We're in India. And there is already a place arranged for you to stay." Samira said. They were flying above a city.
Hermione was leaning over the side of the carpet, enjoying the view. "What city is this?" she asked.
"Cuttack," Samira answered.
Hermione leaned ever farther over. "Wow! Look at that! Is that an Erumpent? I thought they were only native to Africa. Their horns are considered Class- Aah!" Hermione had almost fallen over the side of the carpet when it gave an almighty lurch from a wind current. Draco leapt forward and grabbed her by her waist. He pulled her back to the middle of the carpet.
"Thanks," Hermione said breathlessly.
"Don't mention it," Draco said. Hermione then realized that his arms were still around her waist. She moved out of his grasp and as far away from him as she could get without falling off. She was blushing an interesting shade of crimson. Samira didn't notice the exchange and started to bring the carpet down to the ground.
"Ok, there is a place arranged for you two to stay. Just go into that hotel and ask for the room for Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy," Samira said when they had touched the ground.
Hermione let out an indignant squawk. "What? Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy? Who's brilliant idea was that?"
Samira smiled mysteriously, waved, and took off. "Wait! How do we leave? We have no clothes or money! We don't have our wands!" Hermione was shouting at her retreating figure. She was causing quite a scene. Curious onlookers were gazing at her interestedly, but Hermione was oblivious.
Draco took her arm and led her away, saying loudly, "Ok, time to take your medicine." Hermione followed along until they were in the alley next to the hotel they were supposed to be staying at.
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He walked over to her, running his hand through his hair. "Where are we?" he asked.
Hermione looked at him in disbelief. "You think I know?" she snarled. Draco shrugged. "Well I don't!" she shrieked. "This is all your fault you know! If you had just admitted that coffee is not a foul drink, we wouldn't be here in the first place!"
"Yea, this is all my fault! If you had only danced with me we wouldn't have been arguing in the first place!" Draco shouted.
"Don't you dare blame this on me," Hermione said, her voice dangerously low.
"Well think about it Hermione, if you had simply complied with being civil towards me, our friends wouldn't have put us in this predicament."
Hermione shot a venomous glare at Draco and stalked away. Draco followed after her. "Hermione, don't be stupid. We have no idea where we are! We can't just split up!" Draco shouted at her retreating figure.
"Don't worry Malfoy, when I return home, I'll have Harry come fetch you," she said without turning around.
"Hermione, you have no idea where we are! I bet you don't even have your wand! How do you intend to return to my house? In case you haven't noticed, we are in THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!" he shouted the last part.
"Unlike you Malfoy, I am resourceful and I can find my way out this predicament."
"And I'm not resourceful? Ha! Yea, you are so resourceful you managed to-" Draco started but was cut off by the arrival of a new voice.
"Hey, I'm sorry to interrupt, but it looks you people could use a lift," a chipper voice said from above them.
In unison, Draco and Hermione raised their heads to find a girl riding a flying carpet. She looked about seventeen or eighteen and her dark brown eyes were twinkling with mischief.
Draco nodded at her. "Yea, we could. Thanks. I'm Draco Malfoy and this less than pleasant person is Hermione Granger."
Hermione "hmphed" at his last remark but moved towards the flying carpet.
"I'm Samira Patil," she said, and offered her hand to Hermione to help her get on board.
"Thanks," Hermione said. "Sorry if I seem 'less than pleasant'" she shot Draco a nasty glare, "but we were just transported here without warning."
Samira laughed. "I can tell. It's not that often I see two people wandering through the desert in dress clothes. Hold on." The flying carpet accelerated forward.
Hermione laughed with her. "Yea you're right. Are you related to Parvati and Padma Patil by any chance?"
Samira looked sheepish. "Yea I am," she said with a wry grin.
"What a coincidence! How did you know that you'd find us- Wait a minute! They've had this planned haven't they?" Draco asked, realization dawning on him.
Hermione's eyes widened and she figured it out. "Harry transported us here and then told you to come pick us up so that we wouldn't die! I'm going to kill him the kniving little son of a b-"
Draco cut her off. "How long have they had this planned?"
Samira shook her head guiltily. "I'm afraid that I am in no position to disclose that information."
"What? We won't tell them that you told us," Hermione said quickly.
Samira just shook her head and continued to steer the flying carpet.
"I thought flying carpets were outlawed," Hermione mused to herself.
Draco heard her. "They are, except in India and Egypt. Where are we by the way?"
"We're in India. And there is already a place arranged for you to stay." Samira said. They were flying above a city.
Hermione was leaning over the side of the carpet, enjoying the view. "What city is this?" she asked.
"Cuttack," Samira answered.
Hermione leaned ever farther over. "Wow! Look at that! Is that an Erumpent? I thought they were only native to Africa. Their horns are considered Class- Aah!" Hermione had almost fallen over the side of the carpet when it gave an almighty lurch from a wind current. Draco leapt forward and grabbed her by her waist. He pulled her back to the middle of the carpet.
"Thanks," Hermione said breathlessly.
"Don't mention it," Draco said. Hermione then realized that his arms were still around her waist. She moved out of his grasp and as far away from him as she could get without falling off. She was blushing an interesting shade of crimson. Samira didn't notice the exchange and started to bring the carpet down to the ground.
"Ok, there is a place arranged for you two to stay. Just go into that hotel and ask for the room for Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy," Samira said when they had touched the ground.
Hermione let out an indignant squawk. "What? Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy? Who's brilliant idea was that?"
Samira smiled mysteriously, waved, and took off. "Wait! How do we leave? We have no clothes or money! We don't have our wands!" Hermione was shouting at her retreating figure. She was causing quite a scene. Curious onlookers were gazing at her interestedly, but Hermione was oblivious.
Draco took her arm and led her away, saying loudly, "Ok, time to take your medicine." Hermione followed along until they were in the alley next to the hotel they were supposed to be staying at.
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