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Chapter Five: Ally?
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Harry gasped again and fell to his knees, he felt different again. He felt braver and more eager to fight Voldemort.
When he stood up he felt taller but also felt that a little weight was added to him. He looked at himself and his eyes widened in shock.
+ + +
"FUCKING. STUPID. HEART!" shouted Draco as he kicked the wall with every time he shouted a word. He gave up and looked around; there was a log by the lake the seemed to be used for as a small bench.
He picked it up and banged it on the wall, it wobbled a little. He hit it again and it wobbled more dangerously. Upon the third swing he was already getting tired but the wall had broken away, breaking up in small pixels.
"Oh great," he sighed angrily as he dropped the log. Behind the wall was the same world, only a little different, it seemed bigger and wider. "Potter had better be here," he muttered angrily, walking on.
+ + +
"Oh my god," Hermione said quickly when she saw Dracos' body on the floor.
"Too bad he's not dead," muttered Ron when he saw him breathing a little.
"Leviosa!" Hermione shot her wand to Draco and he floated towards the occupied bed lying next to the unconscious Harry.
Ron tapped the screen on the computer. "So they're in there?" he asked, more to himself.
Hermione picked up the helmet that had come off Dracos' head. "I'll go first."
"What?" he turned to her confused.
"I'm not gonna lose Harry without a fight............if you don't wanna come then fine........................I need to do SOMETHING, Ron."
"Who ever said I wasn't going? I just said 'what' because I didn't hear you clearly."
Hermione blushed lightly. "Oh. Well then..................lets go," she nervously put the device on and shuddered at the dull headache that burst in her head.
"Hermione!" Ron reached out to her but she fell unconscious, falling to the floor with a thump.
The door downstairs opened, Ron could hear the Dursleys voices.
"Shit!" he pulled Harrys' trunk that was still halfway out the room, inside and closed the door, locking it and putting a locking charm on it. He took the device off of Hermiones' head carefully and put it on his head in a heart beat.
Dudley blinked and looked up at the ceiling when he heard the thump of a body hitting the ground.
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Ron stumbled to the ground, shaking his head dizzily, he thought he saw stars.
Hermione lifted him up and looked around. They ended up in an odd place.
There were lines connecting to words, like a spider web. The words were links to websites.
"We're in the internet," Hermione realized.
"The WHAT?" Ron kept looking around, confused about everything.
"I don't know much about computers but the internet is a world of interactive...............stuff.........I don't know! It's like a bunch of pages-computer made pages-ugh! You'll find out."
Ron looked at Hermione surprised. "Hermione does not know about something? Heheh, funny," he burst out laughing.
"Oh!" Hermione frowned at him, "I thought you were worried about Harry?"
Ron instantly stopped laughing. "I am. Come on, we'd better find him. We can leave Malfoy here."
"Ron," she glared daggers at him.
"Ok fine...............I feel lighter," he jumped and let out a yelp when he went nearly six feet into the air, Hermione pulled him down.
"We're pixels now...............I think......................that's probably why we're lighter. Whatever lets go."
As they walked on Ron kept looking around at the web addresses.
"What the fuck!? A porn page!? I wanna take a look!"
He received a slap.
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Draco walked around a field of trees, not knowing where to look. There was a clearing up ahead, something shined brightly.
"Water?" he questioned out loud, rushing towards it.
Once he reached it, he was surprised to see it was a crystal clear diamond floating up to his height, twirling lazily, the animated sun's light shining on it.
"What the hell?" he muttered, touching it lightly. He backed away quickly when the crystal suddenly turned emerald green; breaking apart like it had been shot.
A dark cloaked figure emerged in front of him, reaching out to him with its ghostly white hand.
Draco let out a scream and ran the opposite way. 'WHO THE FUCK THOUGHT IT FUNNY TO STICK A FLOATING DIAMOND IN FRONT OF ME!' he thought wildly, running faster when he felt the figure rushing towards him.
He took a sharp turn and found himself running towards a clearing. He kept running, not noticing that he was rushing towards a lake again.
WHAM! SPLASH!
Air quickly left his lungs, Draco tried to swim up but it seemed like there was no buoyancy in him. He felt like the water was going straight to his head, drowning him of every thought.
He stopped fighting and closed his eyes, slipping slowly to darkness, he felt a strong arm wrap around his chest, pulling him up, he didn't bother to open his eyes.
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"Malfoy! Malfoy you dumbass wake up!" Harry shook the unconscious boy harshly. "WAKE UP!! I don't want to have to use CPR on you!"
Draco still didn't move, he wasn't breathing. Harry sighed angrily.
"Wonderful. Why the hell is he here anyway?" he muttered as he lifted Dracos' head to face up, he closed the slytherins' nose and lowered his mouth to his, breathing into him.
The Gryffindor shot up, blushing a little, trying to forgot how warm and soft Dracos' lips felt and put both his hands on Draco's chest, pushing down a few times.
Still nothing. "Great," he muttered angrily but still blushing lightly as he lowered his lips to Draco again.
His eyes shot open and he nearly screamed like a girl when he saw Harry leaning towards him. "GET OFF!" he shoved him away, "UGH!! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU NEARLY KISSED ME!"
"I wasn't gonna kiss you! I was giving you CPR!"
"And what the FUCK is that!?"
"Circulatory Resuscitation or whatever, it's getting oxygen back in you, dickhead!"
"It's still KISSING ME!................Wait...........you didn't say it as though you were about to...............ARGH!!!" he rushed to the lake and washed out his mouth.
"It's not kissing it's getting you to BREATHE!"
"Whatever," he wiped his mouth angrily.
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
"Helping you."
"..................You're on crack right?"
"What?"
"Never mind, just leave, I need to do this on my own," he stood up dusting himself.
It was then that Draco realized how different Harry looked. It nearly took his breath away; he tried to hold back a blush.
Harry's clothes were different from the ones in the real world. His black shirt was hanging out of his loose black pants that seemed to carry a lot of guns, Draco recognized them from seeing a muggle with a gun in the Daily Prophet, his boots seemed to be invisibly armed as well.
"What?" Harry stepped back a little.
"Nothing," Draco stood up, "well? Now what?"
"What do you mean? You're going back home. How did you actually get in here anyway?"
"I found your house and put on that hat thing, I'm not leaving and that's final, 'DUDE'."
"Dude?" Harry raised an eyebrow and tried to hold back his bubbling laughter, the word did and didn't sound right coming out of Draco.
"What? It's part of your language isn't it?"
"Not all the time," he burst out in laughter.
"Oh shut up, we shouldn't be laughing anyway."
"You looked so...............WEIRD! When you said that!" laughed Harry, nearly falling to the ground.
"What about Voldemort? Have you forgotten about him?"
"No I haven't," he slowly stopped laughing, "why do you think I'm here?"
"To laugh. Come on, we're wasting time let's go," he started walking on.
"Whoa wait!" Harry caught up with him, he pulled him from the collar to stop, "you're not coming."
"Yes I am, I'm gonna help you."
"What the hell is wrong with you? Have you lost it completely!?"
"Yes I believe I have."
"You're under a spell aren't you?"
"No I'm not," he grabbed him by the shirt, "look, I'm gonna help you whether you want to or not because there really IS the chance of you getting killed here."
"Why are you helping?" he pulled away from Dracos' grip, "last time I checked, you were my enemy."
"Well I'm not now."
"What?"
"I don't want to go on the rest of my life bowing to Voldemorts unbathed ass!"
"That's it!? Well then why didn't suicide cross your mind?" he asked a bit sarcastically.
"Oh right, go off into the after world that probably doesn't exist and let more people get in danger."
"Since when do you care about anybody but yourself?" he walked away, barely even knowing where he was going.
Draco ran after him and stopped him. "How did you know?"
"About what?" he walked on again.
"About how my life style was like? You said it in your letter."
"You actually read it?" Harry laughed a bit sarcastically.
"Yes is that a problem?" he kept walking with him, "but how did you know?"
"No offense but your father's an ass, you're mother seems like one too so I figured since you grew up with them it had to be kind of hard, especially since you've been trying all the time to make your father proud."
"So? You would do it too."
Harry stayed silent and walked a little faster.
"Wouldn't you?" he shoved him a little at the shoulder.
"I don't know if I would, I never KNEW my father, remember?"
"It still doesn't excuse the question."
"If you asked that question a few years ago I'd say yes but now it's no."
"..................Why?"
"Because I have to start leading my own life, do what I want to do."
"So that means you'll lead yourself to your death!?"
"I'm doing what I have to do," he tried ignore the tiny hint of worry in Dracos' voice. "Bugger off you're becoming a bad itch."
"I don't even know why I care or how I suddenly grew a heart but I'm not letting you do this by yourself. You're parents may be dead but inside you they're alive. To me, my parents are dead and I'd like to keep it that way. If you're parents were alive then I'm sure they'd love you more than any other parent."
Harry froze at what Draco said. His closest friends have been told him this before, but out of Draco it seemed to actually hit him hard. He looked away.
"I'm not your enemy anymore," Draco pushed Harry by the shoulder lightly, "look at me," to his surprise he looked at him, "I'll be your ally, I can help you."
"With what?"
"You think you can kill Voldemort with a few counter spells?"
"They saved my life in the past."
"How do you expect to win when you can't even do Crucio right."
"You're aunt told you?"
"Yes she did, she also told me how she killed your Godfather who also happens to be my second cousin."
Harry remembered the tapestry family tree at Sirius's old home. He stayed silent.
"Besides, I don't even know how to get out of this world."
Harry realized this and gave a start. "So we're STUCK here!"
"We'll find out when we come out of this alive."
Harry stared at him uneasily.
So this was it. The last battle and it seems like the final important apology had been made.
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Uhhh...........that was weird...............ok then, I'm off to bed g'night all!
REVIEW PLEASE!
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Chapter Five: Ally?
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Harry gasped again and fell to his knees, he felt different again. He felt braver and more eager to fight Voldemort.
When he stood up he felt taller but also felt that a little weight was added to him. He looked at himself and his eyes widened in shock.
+ + +
"FUCKING. STUPID. HEART!" shouted Draco as he kicked the wall with every time he shouted a word. He gave up and looked around; there was a log by the lake the seemed to be used for as a small bench.
He picked it up and banged it on the wall, it wobbled a little. He hit it again and it wobbled more dangerously. Upon the third swing he was already getting tired but the wall had broken away, breaking up in small pixels.
"Oh great," he sighed angrily as he dropped the log. Behind the wall was the same world, only a little different, it seemed bigger and wider. "Potter had better be here," he muttered angrily, walking on.
+ + +
"Oh my god," Hermione said quickly when she saw Dracos' body on the floor.
"Too bad he's not dead," muttered Ron when he saw him breathing a little.
"Leviosa!" Hermione shot her wand to Draco and he floated towards the occupied bed lying next to the unconscious Harry.
Ron tapped the screen on the computer. "So they're in there?" he asked, more to himself.
Hermione picked up the helmet that had come off Dracos' head. "I'll go first."
"What?" he turned to her confused.
"I'm not gonna lose Harry without a fight............if you don't wanna come then fine........................I need to do SOMETHING, Ron."
"Who ever said I wasn't going? I just said 'what' because I didn't hear you clearly."
Hermione blushed lightly. "Oh. Well then..................lets go," she nervously put the device on and shuddered at the dull headache that burst in her head.
"Hermione!" Ron reached out to her but she fell unconscious, falling to the floor with a thump.
The door downstairs opened, Ron could hear the Dursleys voices.
"Shit!" he pulled Harrys' trunk that was still halfway out the room, inside and closed the door, locking it and putting a locking charm on it. He took the device off of Hermiones' head carefully and put it on his head in a heart beat.
Dudley blinked and looked up at the ceiling when he heard the thump of a body hitting the ground.
+ + +
Ron stumbled to the ground, shaking his head dizzily, he thought he saw stars.
Hermione lifted him up and looked around. They ended up in an odd place.
There were lines connecting to words, like a spider web. The words were links to websites.
"We're in the internet," Hermione realized.
"The WHAT?" Ron kept looking around, confused about everything.
"I don't know much about computers but the internet is a world of interactive...............stuff.........I don't know! It's like a bunch of pages-computer made pages-ugh! You'll find out."
Ron looked at Hermione surprised. "Hermione does not know about something? Heheh, funny," he burst out laughing.
"Oh!" Hermione frowned at him, "I thought you were worried about Harry?"
Ron instantly stopped laughing. "I am. Come on, we'd better find him. We can leave Malfoy here."
"Ron," she glared daggers at him.
"Ok fine...............I feel lighter," he jumped and let out a yelp when he went nearly six feet into the air, Hermione pulled him down.
"We're pixels now...............I think......................that's probably why we're lighter. Whatever lets go."
As they walked on Ron kept looking around at the web addresses.
"What the fuck!? A porn page!? I wanna take a look!"
He received a slap.
+ + +
Draco walked around a field of trees, not knowing where to look. There was a clearing up ahead, something shined brightly.
"Water?" he questioned out loud, rushing towards it.
Once he reached it, he was surprised to see it was a crystal clear diamond floating up to his height, twirling lazily, the animated sun's light shining on it.
"What the hell?" he muttered, touching it lightly. He backed away quickly when the crystal suddenly turned emerald green; breaking apart like it had been shot.
A dark cloaked figure emerged in front of him, reaching out to him with its ghostly white hand.
Draco let out a scream and ran the opposite way. 'WHO THE FUCK THOUGHT IT FUNNY TO STICK A FLOATING DIAMOND IN FRONT OF ME!' he thought wildly, running faster when he felt the figure rushing towards him.
He took a sharp turn and found himself running towards a clearing. He kept running, not noticing that he was rushing towards a lake again.
WHAM! SPLASH!
Air quickly left his lungs, Draco tried to swim up but it seemed like there was no buoyancy in him. He felt like the water was going straight to his head, drowning him of every thought.
He stopped fighting and closed his eyes, slipping slowly to darkness, he felt a strong arm wrap around his chest, pulling him up, he didn't bother to open his eyes.
+ + +
"Malfoy! Malfoy you dumbass wake up!" Harry shook the unconscious boy harshly. "WAKE UP!! I don't want to have to use CPR on you!"
Draco still didn't move, he wasn't breathing. Harry sighed angrily.
"Wonderful. Why the hell is he here anyway?" he muttered as he lifted Dracos' head to face up, he closed the slytherins' nose and lowered his mouth to his, breathing into him.
The Gryffindor shot up, blushing a little, trying to forgot how warm and soft Dracos' lips felt and put both his hands on Draco's chest, pushing down a few times.
Still nothing. "Great," he muttered angrily but still blushing lightly as he lowered his lips to Draco again.
His eyes shot open and he nearly screamed like a girl when he saw Harry leaning towards him. "GET OFF!" he shoved him away, "UGH!! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU NEARLY KISSED ME!"
"I wasn't gonna kiss you! I was giving you CPR!"
"And what the FUCK is that!?"
"Circulatory Resuscitation or whatever, it's getting oxygen back in you, dickhead!"
"It's still KISSING ME!................Wait...........you didn't say it as though you were about to...............ARGH!!!" he rushed to the lake and washed out his mouth.
"It's not kissing it's getting you to BREATHE!"
"Whatever," he wiped his mouth angrily.
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
"Helping you."
"..................You're on crack right?"
"What?"
"Never mind, just leave, I need to do this on my own," he stood up dusting himself.
It was then that Draco realized how different Harry looked. It nearly took his breath away; he tried to hold back a blush.
Harry's clothes were different from the ones in the real world. His black shirt was hanging out of his loose black pants that seemed to carry a lot of guns, Draco recognized them from seeing a muggle with a gun in the Daily Prophet, his boots seemed to be invisibly armed as well.
"What?" Harry stepped back a little.
"Nothing," Draco stood up, "well? Now what?"
"What do you mean? You're going back home. How did you actually get in here anyway?"
"I found your house and put on that hat thing, I'm not leaving and that's final, 'DUDE'."
"Dude?" Harry raised an eyebrow and tried to hold back his bubbling laughter, the word did and didn't sound right coming out of Draco.
"What? It's part of your language isn't it?"
"Not all the time," he burst out in laughter.
"Oh shut up, we shouldn't be laughing anyway."
"You looked so...............WEIRD! When you said that!" laughed Harry, nearly falling to the ground.
"What about Voldemort? Have you forgotten about him?"
"No I haven't," he slowly stopped laughing, "why do you think I'm here?"
"To laugh. Come on, we're wasting time let's go," he started walking on.
"Whoa wait!" Harry caught up with him, he pulled him from the collar to stop, "you're not coming."
"Yes I am, I'm gonna help you."
"What the hell is wrong with you? Have you lost it completely!?"
"Yes I believe I have."
"You're under a spell aren't you?"
"No I'm not," he grabbed him by the shirt, "look, I'm gonna help you whether you want to or not because there really IS the chance of you getting killed here."
"Why are you helping?" he pulled away from Dracos' grip, "last time I checked, you were my enemy."
"Well I'm not now."
"What?"
"I don't want to go on the rest of my life bowing to Voldemorts unbathed ass!"
"That's it!? Well then why didn't suicide cross your mind?" he asked a bit sarcastically.
"Oh right, go off into the after world that probably doesn't exist and let more people get in danger."
"Since when do you care about anybody but yourself?" he walked away, barely even knowing where he was going.
Draco ran after him and stopped him. "How did you know?"
"About what?" he walked on again.
"About how my life style was like? You said it in your letter."
"You actually read it?" Harry laughed a bit sarcastically.
"Yes is that a problem?" he kept walking with him, "but how did you know?"
"No offense but your father's an ass, you're mother seems like one too so I figured since you grew up with them it had to be kind of hard, especially since you've been trying all the time to make your father proud."
"So? You would do it too."
Harry stayed silent and walked a little faster.
"Wouldn't you?" he shoved him a little at the shoulder.
"I don't know if I would, I never KNEW my father, remember?"
"It still doesn't excuse the question."
"If you asked that question a few years ago I'd say yes but now it's no."
"..................Why?"
"Because I have to start leading my own life, do what I want to do."
"So that means you'll lead yourself to your death!?"
"I'm doing what I have to do," he tried ignore the tiny hint of worry in Dracos' voice. "Bugger off you're becoming a bad itch."
"I don't even know why I care or how I suddenly grew a heart but I'm not letting you do this by yourself. You're parents may be dead but inside you they're alive. To me, my parents are dead and I'd like to keep it that way. If you're parents were alive then I'm sure they'd love you more than any other parent."
Harry froze at what Draco said. His closest friends have been told him this before, but out of Draco it seemed to actually hit him hard. He looked away.
"I'm not your enemy anymore," Draco pushed Harry by the shoulder lightly, "look at me," to his surprise he looked at him, "I'll be your ally, I can help you."
"With what?"
"You think you can kill Voldemort with a few counter spells?"
"They saved my life in the past."
"How do you expect to win when you can't even do Crucio right."
"You're aunt told you?"
"Yes she did, she also told me how she killed your Godfather who also happens to be my second cousin."
Harry remembered the tapestry family tree at Sirius's old home. He stayed silent.
"Besides, I don't even know how to get out of this world."
Harry realized this and gave a start. "So we're STUCK here!"
"We'll find out when we come out of this alive."
Harry stared at him uneasily.
So this was it. The last battle and it seems like the final important apology had been made.
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Uhhh...........that was weird...............ok then, I'm off to bed g'night all!
REVIEW PLEASE!