Hey people. Writers block sucks, you know that? It sucks. Anyways….
Hermione: How are we going to save Draco?!
Harry: Seriously? I have no idea.
Ron: Yeah, Draco usually has the great ideas.
Harry: Okay, well, let's ask Draco. Hermione smacks her forehead thinking what a bunch of idiots she has for friends.
Ron: HEY DRACO!
Draco: Hey that sounds like Weasley…What does he want?
Ron: I don't think he can hear us.
Hermione: Yeah, Ron, maybe that's due to the fact that he's BEING POSSESSED!!!
Ron: Oh, right. Hey, Harry? Are you hungry?
Harry: Don't start, Ron. Don't even…
Ron and Hermione: Pumpkin Pasties… Fizzing Whizbees… CHOCOLATE FROGS!!
Harry: Hermione! What are you doing? Purple monster begins to form out of Harry's stomach.
Hermione: Trying to save Draco!
Harry: What the hell?!
Chapter 14
Like I said. I was trying to help Draco. Remember when we were in the Gryffindor Tower when we saw Harry, or the monster, flying toward us? Yes, now you get my idea. Uh oh. Harry must be really hungry. Damn it!
"Ron, what are we going to do?!" Hermione shouted, as she ran around in circles talking to an also running Ron behind her with a hungry purple monster, and a screaming Harry on top, flying after Ron.
"I have no idea, but this was technically your idea!" Ron bellowed after her.
"My idea! How was this all my idea, then? I'm just trying to help Draco!"
"Help Draco?! Is that what you call a ten foot purple monster chasing after us? Helping Draco!?" Ron yelled. The monster kept nipping at Ron's heels as he ran.
"Yes, Ron. We need to get that thing flying up to where Draco is!" Hermione shouted, turning her head to do so, and almost running into the wall of Hogwarts.
"Why? So it could Draco instead? I know I used to hate him, but don't you think that's
a little harsh, even for Malfoy?" Ron said sounding highly confused.
"Ron, you ignoramus! If we get it up there with Draco, maybe we can Draco fight the curse!"
Hermione yelled. Maybe he finally got it this time.
Okay, so, how are we to do that?" Ron asked.
"A little higher!" Ron yelled. Hermione was on the ground, her wand pointing at Ron, levitating him up towards Draco. The purple monster was flying lazily after him. I guess the thing gets slower as the need for hunger increases. I'll have to go look that up after this. I don't think the library will be closed just yet.
"Okay, stop. I SAID STOP! AARG!!" Ron bellowed. Hermione had stopped him an inch from Malfoy, almost knocking him off the flimsy board.
"Draco! Can you hear me? You can fight this! And plus Harry is really really hungry! Oh my god! Draco, snap out of it Harry's coming!!!" Ron said, while Hermione maneuvered him to levitate around Draco, so as Ron could still talk to him. The purple monster was almost eyelevel with Ron and Draco with a scared looking Harry on top, gazing at the two of them.
"Is he okay?" Harry asked.
"I'm not sure, Harry," Ron trailed off. The monster seemed to be worried about Draco, too. dWWwith
I mean, I think the monster would be confused if a person didn't scream and run away from it, like everybody else does.
I could hear yelling from below me, but I didn't even bother to look down. Not that I could if I wanted to. Justin had me standing straight and looking straight on. The clouds had covered the sun and it looked like it was going to rain. Great. It's going to rain and there's an audience that's hoping I'll fall sometime soon, so that Creevey kid can take a picture. Boy people can be really harsh, sometimes. Then I heard some wings flapping and a presence of someone beside me. Who could be up here? I'm, like, 3 stories up on one of the higher towers of Hogwarts, for Christ's sake. Hey, is that Ron? Dude, it's Ron! Get me out of here, man!
"Draco! Can you hear me?" Of course I can hear you, Ron, help me!
"You can fight this! And plus Harry is really really Hungry!" I heard him yell, then float to the left side of me. Uh oh. If Harry's hungry and Ron's up here, then that also means that Harry's… Uh oh. This is not good. This is not good!
"Oh my god! Draco, snap out of it! Harry's coming!" See, I told you this wasn't good. Why did Ron have to bring that thing up here with him? But all was silent as I felt another presence, this time on my right, and I knew it wasn't Ron. It had to be Harry and that monster.
"Ron, is he okay?" I heard Harry ask. He sounded a bit worried. Imagine that. The Boy-Who-Has-A-Purple-Monster-Attached-Firmly-To-His-Stomach is worried about me. Never thought I'd see the day. Or, rather, hear the day. Haha. Okay, not funny. I mean, save me, people!
"Harry, fly that thing over here!" Ron shouted toward Harry. Harry did so with slight difficulty. He made some movements with his arms to tell Ron what to do. They couldn't risk Draco knowing since it would make everything more difficult. Draco felt the presence of Harry drift away as Harry descended to the ground.
"Ron, now!" Harry shouted. Draco felt Ron's presence increase until he felt himself falling. He was still stiff as a board, which caused him to not let out the terrified scream that wanted to escape from his lips. Oh my god. What the hell are they doing? They're trying to kill me! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!! Harry was flying a couple feet from the ground; getting ready to catch Draco. This monsters huge stomach should be of some use, right?
"Watch it, Harry!" Ron yelled. Hermione was slowly levitating him down to safety, while Draco was coming close. He landed on the monster's stomach, bounced, and landed on his back on the ground. Harry flew over to him, as did Ron and Hermione after Ron was safely on the ground. Draco was still breathing, but was unconscious from the fall.
"Well, at least he's safe." Ron said.
"Yeah," Hermione said, conjuring a stretcher and levitating Draco onto it, "for now."
The three walked up to the castle and took Draco to Madam Pomfrey, who, of course, made a fuss about him and asked all the highly annoying questions no one wants to answer after you've been through a tragic happening, so we'll skip that part. After they left Draco in the Hospital Wing, being assured of Draco being alright, Harry's stomach woke up at the smell of food. It was dinner.
"Go to the kitchens," Hermione yelled to Ron. They were running yet again, as if this happened all the time. Actually it really seemed like it did, but anyways.
"Why don't we just go to the Great Hall? It's a lot closer!" They ran past the Great Hall, and Ron looked in at all the students eating chicken and mashed potatoes with a longing expression on his face.
"Ron, what do you think the entire school would say if we ran into the Great Hall with a TEN FOOT PURPLE BEAST FLYING AFTER US!?!" Hermione screamed at his stupidity. "Don't look at me like that. We're going to the kitchens. You can eat there!" They were inches from the portrait. Ron stuck his hand out at the pear, while still running, and punched a hole right through it.
"RONALD WEASLEY! Now what are we going to do?!" Hermione screamed, while running in circles again. Just as she said her last word, Dobby appeared at the portrait.
"Would Miss like food?" the house elf asked.
They didn't even answer and ran into the kitchens with a hungry Harry after them.