Ok, I finally updated, for like what a year? 0.0 God I suck -_-; I re-read
the first three chapters and realized how corny I've been and how
everything went by so fast ;_; what was I sniffing when I wrote those
chapters!
Anyway, here's the fourth chapter, hopefully it's not as bad and the other three, thanks for the reviews!
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Chapter Three:
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"Draco Malfoy, you leave this place before I have to make you!" Mrs. Weasley thundered murderously.
"Where's Weasley and Granger!? I need to speak with them!" yelled Draco, walking around the house hurriedly, he saw the stairs and ran up, Mrs. Weasley rushing up after him.
"Malfoy you lea-"
Draco slammed the door open to the first door only to see it empty, he kept hurrying on towards each room, all of them seemed to be empty, except for one that had Ginny in it.
"What's going on?" she quickly questioned, rushing out of her bedroom.
"I have no idea! He storms in here asking for Ron and Hermione like he owns the place!" Mrs. Weasley shouted angrily. The two went on, running after Draco who finally reached Ron's room.
"What the fuck do you want Malfoy!?" Ron shouted angrily, stepping forward.
Draco heard the running footsteps of Mrs. Weasley and Ginny coming up; he slammed the door close and locked it up before turning back to the other two.
"What the hell do you think you're doing you foul cockroach?" Hermione said in a low threatening voice.
"Harry's going to kill himself-"
"What!?"
"What, you don't know?" he was losing his patience more than ever; he didn't know why, "you're his friends you SHOULD know."
"What are you talking about?" Ron asked angrily, his fists clenching making his knuckles white.
"The bloody Scar Head's gone off to fight Voldemort you fucking dolt!"
"We already know!" Hermione nearly screeched, her eyes getting watery, "how would you know? Oh wait you're mother most have told you right? So you've come to rub it all over our faces have you?" she said angrily, reaching for her wand.
"No I haven't!" the door was banging, he lowered his voice, "look I'm going INSANE over here, I want you to help."
"With what exactly?" Hedwig suddenly spoke, Draco blinked in surprise when he saw her, "tell us!"
"To save Potter-"
"He's in a bloody computer Malfoy, you're right you've gone bonkers now leave before I make you," Ron raised his wand.
"You're not gonna help!?" his eyes nearly bulged in shock.
"He doesn't want us to," Hermione muttered quietly, Draco heard her clearly though.
"Are you afraid that Voldemort'll peel your skins off like an onion? Is that it? You don't have to lie, Granger!"
"She's not lying, Malfoy! How the FUCK did you know about this anyway?" Ron looked at him suspiciously.
"Potter sent me a letter. He doesn't want us to be enemies anymore," he opened the door and Mrs. Weasley and Ginny fell through, "forget it, some friends you are to Potter. I can't believe he chose you over me in first year," he left as quickly as he'd come.
"Why won't you help?" hooted Hedwig, looking up at Ron and Hermione in shock, "don't you want him alive?"
Hermione and Ron looked at the floor guiltily; they couldn't forget the last thing that Draco said.
"What in MERLINS NAME is happening here!?" yelled Mrs. Weasley angrily, standing up.
"Who's gonna die?" Ginny asked quietly.
+ + +
"WONDERFUL!" shouted Draco angrily as he flew off in his broom, "I'm in this on my own!" he kept trying to ignore the feeling of worry for Harry. 'I'm only going to save him,' he kept thinking, 'why the hell do I want to save him?'
He took out his wand, "point me," the wand reacted and pointed to his left, he flew off that direction, hoping that his knowledge of the dark arts could be of any help to Harry.
+ + +
Harry looked around, the headache was ebbing away, but it was still there. He found himself standing in a very flat, very accurate white floor.
Everything was white, making his headache worse. With every step that he took he heard a small beep, like he was the character to a video game.
"Where is he?" he whispered. His voice echoed everywhere like he had shouted.
He took another step and let out a yelp when he suddenly fell into a trap door the made him fall faster than any normal fall, his felt like his stomach was reaching past his lungs.
The fall suddenly stopped and he ended up landing on a grassy land. He thought he was dead but he felt fine. 'I don't think pixels have weight...............or do they?' thought Harry as he walked around, looking at the computer animated flowers and trees. It seemed too peaceful, he took out his wand, just in case.
Something moved at the corner of his eye, he quickly raised his wand to the movement and saw a dark figure walk up to him.
"Stupefy!" shouted Harry, nothing happened, "STUPEFY!" still nothing happened, he looked at his wand confused. "Shit."
He quickly ran the other way, the dark cloaked figure zoomed after him, 'Fuck, fuck, fuck, who the hell made magic impossible here!'
+ + +
"Alohamora!" the front door to the Dursleys home opened easily, Draco walked in and hit the door with a powerful locking spell.
The house seemed empty. Draco made a face when he saw photos of the Dursleys on the wall. 'What a fake family,' he thought as he looked around suspiciously.
"Point me," his wand pointed up the stairs, he rushed up and saw a trunk sticking out halfway through a room, he rushed to it and found Harry on the ground unconscious. The head gear was still on his head. "Shit."
"Leviosa," he pointed his wand to Harry, he floated to a bed near the wall, the head piece fell off.
He looked at the computer; the blue screen was still there. He touched it lightly.
"How do I get in?" he thought out loud. He turned back to Harry. "What do I do?" he hated himself when he heard the slight worry in his voice.
There were voices coming from outside, they sounded like Ron and Hermione. Draco looked around quickly and saw the helmet that had come off of Harry's head. He picked it up and looked at the screen fearfully.
He lifted it to his head and slowly put it on, he gasped when he felt a dulling head ache spread everywhere in his head slowly yet rapidly. He lost consciousness and fell to the ground when the door downstairs opened.
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The suns bright light hit his eyelids, irritating the eyes behind them. Draco stirred and tried to turn away from the light. He felt soft spring breezes touch him lightly like a feather.
He opened his eyes slowly then shot up making his disappearing headache come back a little.
Everything around him didn't seem real, but he knew he wasn't in a dream world. He stood up and looked around, after thinking hard he remembered why he was here.
"Wha-Potter!" he started running. To his surprise he seemed ten times faster than he usually was, he felt lighter too. As he ran he breezed past the pixel grass and flowers, he found himself heading rapidly towards a lake, he tried to stop but something was pushing him.
He let out a scream when he ran into the lake. But he quickly stopped when he found himself still running. He looked down and saw that he was running over the water as if it were solid ground.
"These muggles are weird," was all Draco could say when he reached the end and finally stopped running.
Looking around he realized he was at the same spot he was at. He frowned and walked a different way and hit a wall. He hit it, trying to break it but realized that the forest of trees was really a wall.
"Fuck," he looked around, beginning to panic, "what was I thinking!? Trying to save the fucking Golden Boy! Now I'm stuck here!" he ran a different direction and hit a wall again.
He reached for his wand but he didn't have it, he frantically checked all of his pockets but it was gone.
"SHIT!!!"
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"Hm?" Harry looked around; he thought he heard someone shout 'shit!!!' but he shrugged it off thinking cyber world was playing tricks with him.
He turned around and gasped when he saw the dark cloaked figure standing in front of him.
"Be not afraid," it whispered in a misty voice. He reached out and lightly touched Harrys cheek. "I am you."
Harry gasped again as the dark figure suddenly exploded in several tiny pixels; they went inside him, through his mouth, changing him.
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UGH! I think I suck at HP fics ;_; oh well, I've got the vision in my head I just need to make it come out with the flow instead of like Speedy Gonzalez -_-;
REVIEW PLEASE! Don't flame I'm sensitive ;_;
Anyway, here's the fourth chapter, hopefully it's not as bad and the other three, thanks for the reviews!
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Chapter Three:
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"Draco Malfoy, you leave this place before I have to make you!" Mrs. Weasley thundered murderously.
"Where's Weasley and Granger!? I need to speak with them!" yelled Draco, walking around the house hurriedly, he saw the stairs and ran up, Mrs. Weasley rushing up after him.
"Malfoy you lea-"
Draco slammed the door open to the first door only to see it empty, he kept hurrying on towards each room, all of them seemed to be empty, except for one that had Ginny in it.
"What's going on?" she quickly questioned, rushing out of her bedroom.
"I have no idea! He storms in here asking for Ron and Hermione like he owns the place!" Mrs. Weasley shouted angrily. The two went on, running after Draco who finally reached Ron's room.
"What the fuck do you want Malfoy!?" Ron shouted angrily, stepping forward.
Draco heard the running footsteps of Mrs. Weasley and Ginny coming up; he slammed the door close and locked it up before turning back to the other two.
"What the hell do you think you're doing you foul cockroach?" Hermione said in a low threatening voice.
"Harry's going to kill himself-"
"What!?"
"What, you don't know?" he was losing his patience more than ever; he didn't know why, "you're his friends you SHOULD know."
"What are you talking about?" Ron asked angrily, his fists clenching making his knuckles white.
"The bloody Scar Head's gone off to fight Voldemort you fucking dolt!"
"We already know!" Hermione nearly screeched, her eyes getting watery, "how would you know? Oh wait you're mother most have told you right? So you've come to rub it all over our faces have you?" she said angrily, reaching for her wand.
"No I haven't!" the door was banging, he lowered his voice, "look I'm going INSANE over here, I want you to help."
"With what exactly?" Hedwig suddenly spoke, Draco blinked in surprise when he saw her, "tell us!"
"To save Potter-"
"He's in a bloody computer Malfoy, you're right you've gone bonkers now leave before I make you," Ron raised his wand.
"You're not gonna help!?" his eyes nearly bulged in shock.
"He doesn't want us to," Hermione muttered quietly, Draco heard her clearly though.
"Are you afraid that Voldemort'll peel your skins off like an onion? Is that it? You don't have to lie, Granger!"
"She's not lying, Malfoy! How the FUCK did you know about this anyway?" Ron looked at him suspiciously.
"Potter sent me a letter. He doesn't want us to be enemies anymore," he opened the door and Mrs. Weasley and Ginny fell through, "forget it, some friends you are to Potter. I can't believe he chose you over me in first year," he left as quickly as he'd come.
"Why won't you help?" hooted Hedwig, looking up at Ron and Hermione in shock, "don't you want him alive?"
Hermione and Ron looked at the floor guiltily; they couldn't forget the last thing that Draco said.
"What in MERLINS NAME is happening here!?" yelled Mrs. Weasley angrily, standing up.
"Who's gonna die?" Ginny asked quietly.
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"WONDERFUL!" shouted Draco angrily as he flew off in his broom, "I'm in this on my own!" he kept trying to ignore the feeling of worry for Harry. 'I'm only going to save him,' he kept thinking, 'why the hell do I want to save him?'
He took out his wand, "point me," the wand reacted and pointed to his left, he flew off that direction, hoping that his knowledge of the dark arts could be of any help to Harry.
+ + +
Harry looked around, the headache was ebbing away, but it was still there. He found himself standing in a very flat, very accurate white floor.
Everything was white, making his headache worse. With every step that he took he heard a small beep, like he was the character to a video game.
"Where is he?" he whispered. His voice echoed everywhere like he had shouted.
He took another step and let out a yelp when he suddenly fell into a trap door the made him fall faster than any normal fall, his felt like his stomach was reaching past his lungs.
The fall suddenly stopped and he ended up landing on a grassy land. He thought he was dead but he felt fine. 'I don't think pixels have weight...............or do they?' thought Harry as he walked around, looking at the computer animated flowers and trees. It seemed too peaceful, he took out his wand, just in case.
Something moved at the corner of his eye, he quickly raised his wand to the movement and saw a dark figure walk up to him.
"Stupefy!" shouted Harry, nothing happened, "STUPEFY!" still nothing happened, he looked at his wand confused. "Shit."
He quickly ran the other way, the dark cloaked figure zoomed after him, 'Fuck, fuck, fuck, who the hell made magic impossible here!'
+ + +
"Alohamora!" the front door to the Dursleys home opened easily, Draco walked in and hit the door with a powerful locking spell.
The house seemed empty. Draco made a face when he saw photos of the Dursleys on the wall. 'What a fake family,' he thought as he looked around suspiciously.
"Point me," his wand pointed up the stairs, he rushed up and saw a trunk sticking out halfway through a room, he rushed to it and found Harry on the ground unconscious. The head gear was still on his head. "Shit."
"Leviosa," he pointed his wand to Harry, he floated to a bed near the wall, the head piece fell off.
He looked at the computer; the blue screen was still there. He touched it lightly.
"How do I get in?" he thought out loud. He turned back to Harry. "What do I do?" he hated himself when he heard the slight worry in his voice.
There were voices coming from outside, they sounded like Ron and Hermione. Draco looked around quickly and saw the helmet that had come off of Harry's head. He picked it up and looked at the screen fearfully.
He lifted it to his head and slowly put it on, he gasped when he felt a dulling head ache spread everywhere in his head slowly yet rapidly. He lost consciousness and fell to the ground when the door downstairs opened.
+ + +
The suns bright light hit his eyelids, irritating the eyes behind them. Draco stirred and tried to turn away from the light. He felt soft spring breezes touch him lightly like a feather.
He opened his eyes slowly then shot up making his disappearing headache come back a little.
Everything around him didn't seem real, but he knew he wasn't in a dream world. He stood up and looked around, after thinking hard he remembered why he was here.
"Wha-Potter!" he started running. To his surprise he seemed ten times faster than he usually was, he felt lighter too. As he ran he breezed past the pixel grass and flowers, he found himself heading rapidly towards a lake, he tried to stop but something was pushing him.
He let out a scream when he ran into the lake. But he quickly stopped when he found himself still running. He looked down and saw that he was running over the water as if it were solid ground.
"These muggles are weird," was all Draco could say when he reached the end and finally stopped running.
Looking around he realized he was at the same spot he was at. He frowned and walked a different way and hit a wall. He hit it, trying to break it but realized that the forest of trees was really a wall.
"Fuck," he looked around, beginning to panic, "what was I thinking!? Trying to save the fucking Golden Boy! Now I'm stuck here!" he ran a different direction and hit a wall again.
He reached for his wand but he didn't have it, he frantically checked all of his pockets but it was gone.
"SHIT!!!"
+ + +
"Hm?" Harry looked around; he thought he heard someone shout 'shit!!!' but he shrugged it off thinking cyber world was playing tricks with him.
He turned around and gasped when he saw the dark cloaked figure standing in front of him.
"Be not afraid," it whispered in a misty voice. He reached out and lightly touched Harrys cheek. "I am you."
Harry gasped again as the dark figure suddenly exploded in several tiny pixels; they went inside him, through his mouth, changing him.
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UGH! I think I suck at HP fics ;_; oh well, I've got the vision in my head I just need to make it come out with the flow instead of like Speedy Gonzalez -_-;
REVIEW PLEASE! Don't flame I'm sensitive ;_;