Alright, Chapter 2 is here. Truthfully I had it done when I sent in Chapter
one, but I made a few improvements. (let's hope) But, thanks to my first
ever review from Inu-Yugi. Thank you for the positive words! For the most
part I know where this will end up, but not sure how long it will take me
to get it all out.....Anyways, Enjoy!!
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Chapter 2
Stan Shunpike tipped his hat at Hermione and Draco and he headed back to the front of the bus. They sat in silence for a few minutes. It was hard to really have a conversation during such a rough drive.
"Well, this is a nice comfortable ride, isn't ....Arghhh!!" Draco hurtled to the floor as the bus came to a sudden stop. "That's funny, huh?"
Hermione had broken into fits of laughter "I...I'm..s-s-sorry, "her laughs were even louder now as he stumbled to return to his seat, "Actually, no, I'm not...that was priceless," Seeing Draco Malfoy so vulnerable made her realize just how normal he may actually be, "I just...your face, it was priceless!"
"Well, I am glad to be of entertainment to you." He started to chuckle "God, where did this guy learn to drive anyway?"
"Not sure, I take it you have never been on here before."
"Is it obvious? I usually find it easier to travel with my personal transportation. But, I take it you have," he noted as he nodded his head to her firm grip to her chair.
"Well, we common folk aren't use to having our own personal transportation, like the Malfoy family. So we become use to the conditions of public transportation."
"I sense sarcasm in your voice." he smiled at her, and then soon found himself staring.
"What? Stop staring, I hate that."
"Sorry, it's just....." he sighed lightly, "So, how is Weasley doing with the Cannons, have you talked to him?"
"Oh, yes, I got an owl from him last night. He says it's hard, a lot more challenging, but they are saying that he has great skill."
"Ha-ha...cough-cough....sorry," He tried hard not to let Hermione see the grin on his face. "That's great."
She frowned at him, "Come on Draco, admit he is a hell of a lot better than that first game he played against you all in fifth year, a hell of a lot better!"
"That's true, I guess. And when's the wedding?"
"Oh, yeah, well Luna said she wanted to do it in the winter time and he wants to do it in the summer, so, who knows."
Silence fell for a few more minutes, how did he know about that? She didn't want to ask. 'He has his ways, I guess,' she thought to herself.
They watched as a witch swayed up the aisle to get off. Her face was green and looked as though she was going to be sick any moment.
"And...Potter, how is he?" he asked in a quiet voice so those around wouldn't here their conversation.
"Well, good I suppose. He really enjoys being an Auror. He says things are kinda quiet these days. He thinks that is a bad thing. He's become a bit paranoid."
"Well, I don't blame the guy."
"Yeah, me neither. But he is becoming a bit too much like Moody these days. Ginny owled me just the other day and said he nearly killed her cat after it got into the trash," she stifled a giggle, "Shot right up in bed, ran to the kitchen and threw a curse at him."
They both laughed at their own mental picture of Harry running through his dark house after a cat.
"Malfoy, you don't want to talk about Harry or Ron, do you?" she asked with a strain.
"Well, I am curious, that is all, I am glad they are doing alright."
"Are you?" she squinted at him with a look of concern.
"Well, they did save my life after all, why not?" he had trouble with the words, his voice cracked, like he was going to break down right in front of her.
"Right, well....they were glad to do it. They saw you weren't like your father, they knew..."
"Yeah, well took them long enough to trust me, didn't it?" He darted his eyes at her, "You seemed to have trusted me much quicker."
"Can you blame them? I mean, really, after all those years at Hogwart's. We weren't exactly the best of friends with you."
"Yeah, well...." he sighed heavy this time, "You're right, I guess. I was a bit of a spoiled brat, wasn't I?"
"That's an understatement," she muttered slightly.
They laughed it off a bit and soon silence fell between them. Neither really knew if it was a good time to speak of the fall of Voldemort, considering the current atmosphere.
The rest of the journey was relatively quiet from there on, except for the occasional screams and a few shrieks as the Knight Bus made it's way through the bumpy countryside.
Soon they were pulling up to the gates at Hogsmeade. They made their way down the steps, "Say 'ello to 'arry, a'right 'ermione?"
"I will Stan, take care." She smiled and turned to Draco, "You ready to go back?"
"Well, guess so...what's wrong?"
Hermione had tears streaming down her face, "I'm sorry, I just, it's going to be strange, going back there. I mean, especially without them, you know what I mean?"
"Oh yeah, I do...I just don't know how I will bare not having Crabbe and Goyle at my side, I just...oh, the pain!"
She hit him on his arm, and started to laugh. "Guess you were deprived of REAL friendships here, huh?"
"Hmm, never thought of it like that, but I guess you are right."
They stood there for what seemed like forever, "Alright, let's go," And he followed her up the hill.
She was holding back her tears. It was all so bittersweet. She was going back. Back to the place she loved so much, back to the place that made her a woman. But this time, for the first time she would be with out her best friends. And who would have thought, Draco Malfoy would be the one to accompany her there. She glanced up at him slightly and a small smile formed across her lips. She was on her way, Back to Hogwarts.
How can you not love Stan! Hehe...To some it may be a bit strange as to how close these two cats are already, but as you can tell by bits and pieces there is more story to come out! I am gonna start on 3 tomorrow. I will get it out within the next few days, I hope. Take care all!
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Chapter 2
Stan Shunpike tipped his hat at Hermione and Draco and he headed back to the front of the bus. They sat in silence for a few minutes. It was hard to really have a conversation during such a rough drive.
"Well, this is a nice comfortable ride, isn't ....Arghhh!!" Draco hurtled to the floor as the bus came to a sudden stop. "That's funny, huh?"
Hermione had broken into fits of laughter "I...I'm..s-s-sorry, "her laughs were even louder now as he stumbled to return to his seat, "Actually, no, I'm not...that was priceless," Seeing Draco Malfoy so vulnerable made her realize just how normal he may actually be, "I just...your face, it was priceless!"
"Well, I am glad to be of entertainment to you." He started to chuckle "God, where did this guy learn to drive anyway?"
"Not sure, I take it you have never been on here before."
"Is it obvious? I usually find it easier to travel with my personal transportation. But, I take it you have," he noted as he nodded his head to her firm grip to her chair.
"Well, we common folk aren't use to having our own personal transportation, like the Malfoy family. So we become use to the conditions of public transportation."
"I sense sarcasm in your voice." he smiled at her, and then soon found himself staring.
"What? Stop staring, I hate that."
"Sorry, it's just....." he sighed lightly, "So, how is Weasley doing with the Cannons, have you talked to him?"
"Oh, yes, I got an owl from him last night. He says it's hard, a lot more challenging, but they are saying that he has great skill."
"Ha-ha...cough-cough....sorry," He tried hard not to let Hermione see the grin on his face. "That's great."
She frowned at him, "Come on Draco, admit he is a hell of a lot better than that first game he played against you all in fifth year, a hell of a lot better!"
"That's true, I guess. And when's the wedding?"
"Oh, yeah, well Luna said she wanted to do it in the winter time and he wants to do it in the summer, so, who knows."
Silence fell for a few more minutes, how did he know about that? She didn't want to ask. 'He has his ways, I guess,' she thought to herself.
They watched as a witch swayed up the aisle to get off. Her face was green and looked as though she was going to be sick any moment.
"And...Potter, how is he?" he asked in a quiet voice so those around wouldn't here their conversation.
"Well, good I suppose. He really enjoys being an Auror. He says things are kinda quiet these days. He thinks that is a bad thing. He's become a bit paranoid."
"Well, I don't blame the guy."
"Yeah, me neither. But he is becoming a bit too much like Moody these days. Ginny owled me just the other day and said he nearly killed her cat after it got into the trash," she stifled a giggle, "Shot right up in bed, ran to the kitchen and threw a curse at him."
They both laughed at their own mental picture of Harry running through his dark house after a cat.
"Malfoy, you don't want to talk about Harry or Ron, do you?" she asked with a strain.
"Well, I am curious, that is all, I am glad they are doing alright."
"Are you?" she squinted at him with a look of concern.
"Well, they did save my life after all, why not?" he had trouble with the words, his voice cracked, like he was going to break down right in front of her.
"Right, well....they were glad to do it. They saw you weren't like your father, they knew..."
"Yeah, well took them long enough to trust me, didn't it?" He darted his eyes at her, "You seemed to have trusted me much quicker."
"Can you blame them? I mean, really, after all those years at Hogwart's. We weren't exactly the best of friends with you."
"Yeah, well...." he sighed heavy this time, "You're right, I guess. I was a bit of a spoiled brat, wasn't I?"
"That's an understatement," she muttered slightly.
They laughed it off a bit and soon silence fell between them. Neither really knew if it was a good time to speak of the fall of Voldemort, considering the current atmosphere.
The rest of the journey was relatively quiet from there on, except for the occasional screams and a few shrieks as the Knight Bus made it's way through the bumpy countryside.
Soon they were pulling up to the gates at Hogsmeade. They made their way down the steps, "Say 'ello to 'arry, a'right 'ermione?"
"I will Stan, take care." She smiled and turned to Draco, "You ready to go back?"
"Well, guess so...what's wrong?"
Hermione had tears streaming down her face, "I'm sorry, I just, it's going to be strange, going back there. I mean, especially without them, you know what I mean?"
"Oh yeah, I do...I just don't know how I will bare not having Crabbe and Goyle at my side, I just...oh, the pain!"
She hit him on his arm, and started to laugh. "Guess you were deprived of REAL friendships here, huh?"
"Hmm, never thought of it like that, but I guess you are right."
They stood there for what seemed like forever, "Alright, let's go," And he followed her up the hill.
She was holding back her tears. It was all so bittersweet. She was going back. Back to the place she loved so much, back to the place that made her a woman. But this time, for the first time she would be with out her best friends. And who would have thought, Draco Malfoy would be the one to accompany her there. She glanced up at him slightly and a small smile formed across her lips. She was on her way, Back to Hogwarts.
How can you not love Stan! Hehe...To some it may be a bit strange as to how close these two cats are already, but as you can tell by bits and pieces there is more story to come out! I am gonna start on 3 tomorrow. I will get it out within the next few days, I hope. Take care all!