Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Harry Potter, but like everyone else, I wish I did.
Author's Note: Ok so here is the deal. I would have updated last night, but me being me, I didn't save the file. I was literally on the last two lines of the chapter and my computer erased it. I was so mad! Also, I got an idea the other night, and they won't be trapped in this chapter like I said, so sorry. Now on with the story!
Chapter 5:
After Hermione quietly, but swiftly opened the oak front doors, she stood waiting on the steps of stone waiting for Malfoy. Looking around Hermione saw her mystery person heading for the forest, not far ahead. She began to walk quickly, hoping not to be seen.
"What exactly are we doing?" asked Draco, stopping in his tracks as Hermione kept walking.
"What does it look like, we are following someone," she had finally stopped and turned to face him.
"Um, who, no one's there anymore?"
"What!" she whispered a scream, "They must have gone into the forest, well come on then." she swung her arm for him to follow.
"You can't be serious, I am not going to follow someone around in the forest." This was true. Malfoy had hated the forest ever since his first year when he was forced to serve a detention in there with Harry, Hermione, and Neville.
She started to walk towards him. "Look, if you want to turn around and go back to the castle because you are scared of something that happened in first year, then that's fine by me! I'll go by myself" Truth be told, Hermione didn't want to go by herself. It was the forbidden forest after all, and if Malfoy was her only choice accompaniment then so be it. True he wasn't Harry or Ron, but she knew that he was good at spells and knew what he was doing. As much as she didn't want to say that about her worst enemy, she knew it was true.
"I AM NOT SCARED!!!" his voice started to rise again.
"Fine, then lets go." once again she swung her arm for them to follow.
When they reached the edge of the forest, they both stopped. Squinting into the darkness they looked for a sign of the person they were following. They saw the silhouette of him steering off the path and into the heart of the forest. In unison they grabbed their wand pockets, and stepped into the part of the forest where the trees still let the moonlight in.
They walked for ten, minutes when a load crash was heard from above. It started to rain.
"That can't be a good sign," Hermione whispered under her breath. Malfoy snorted as if agreeing.
They walked on, following Hermione's "friend" each step they took made it harder for them to see them. Twenty minutes passed. Then thirty. Then forty. It become so dark that the only way of telling that they were still on the right track was the sound of someone walking ahead.
Needing light Hermione reached for her wand. Just has her hand was on the handle something knocked into her, running her into a tree. While this happened neither of them noticed the pair of eyes that turned around to watch them, and then vanish into thin air. Thinking quick Hermione pulled out her wand, grabbed what ran into her and swung in around so that now it was pinned against the tree. This had been proven quite difficult, because her attacker was pretty heavy for her petit self to handle. She was now standing over the thing breathing heavily with her wand pointed at what seemed to be its throat.
"I swear to God Mudblood, if yoy hex me I'll-"
"Malfoy?" she squinted into the dark. "Is that you?"
"Well who else would it be?"
"I dunno, I just thought you were attacking me,."
"No, I wasn't attacking you," Malfoy said mocking her every word. "Now would you let go of me! I don't want your filth on me anymore than it already is!"
With a slight push she let go of him, snorting as she did so. "Can we get going now?" she asked impatiently tapping her foot.
"Yeah, sure fine, what ever. Which way did he go?"
"Well, actually I don't know. I got turned around when I pinned you to the tree." She squinted into the dark, hoping the mystery person hadn't gone far. "Oh, this is stupid," she pulled out her wand, "Lumos" she whispered to the tip of the wand, as Malfoy did the same.
Both of their mouths dropped at what they saw. The trees were huge, with trunks as big as huts, that looked more coarse sand paper. The branches were covered with dead leaves that hadn't fallen yet. Each tree was so close together, that the branches over lapped and they hardly let any rain in. Hermione walked up to a tree, hand outstretched ready to touch it. Just as she did, there was a crash of thunder making her jump three feet into the air. Malfoy started laughing hysterically at the sight of what had just happened.
Once again Hermione stretched her arm out to feel the tree. I felt has even more coarse than it looked. It felt like jagged rocks covered in sand paper. It didn't even seem to have the slightest trace of wood in it.
"Ouch!" While running her hand over the trunk, Hermione had managed to cut herself. Malfoy, who was finally able to calm himself, walked over to her.
"What did you do?" She held out her hand allowing him to look at it. "Let's head back to the castle now. We have obviously lost that person." Hermione hesitated for a minute been then nodded her head. "Come on, I think its this way." It was Malfoy's turn to swing hi arm for her to follow.
They walked for five minutes, but the trees only seemed to grow thicker. They were now so deep into the forest that the rain didn't even reach them. The only sign of a thunder storm, was the muffled thunder that could barely be heard.
They walked for ten minutes, when a sound was heard ahead of them. They both stopped dead in their tracks, wands raised. There was a noise, now to their left, to their right, to their left again, and back to the right again. Suddenly Malfoy had nudged Hermione and pointed to where they first heard the noise. Emerging from the shadows was a figure, Hermione's gulped, they were in trouble now.
The figure moved with a grace that no human could. He was holding a bow with an arrow ready in it. On his back he had a quiver with what seemed like fifty arrows. He had dark brown hair, and eyes as blue as a clear sky. His chest was bare, and instead of his torso meeting a pair of legs, it met a horse's body. His body was covered in copper fur that, if there was moonlight, would have shone brilliantly. He was a centaur.
"What are you doing here?" He asked in a deep, booming voice.
"W-we g-g-got lost," Hermione gulped.
"Lost, this deep into the forest? Why are you here in the first place?'
"We were following someone," Draco spoke up, holding his head high. Hermione could tell that he thought himself to be higher than the centaurs.
"Following someone? We told Hagrid that we wanted no one in our forest," as he spoke more centaurs began to come from behind the trees, arrows raised. They were surrounded, "why would someone be in here?" he asked. He then rose an eyebrow, "Did he send you?"
"Look you p-ow" Hermione kicked Malfoy knowing all to well that insulting the centaur would make the situation worse.
"Who cares why they are hear, let's just kill them!" A black centaur said from their right.
"No, we cannot kill them, they are still young, we do not kill the young." the centaur on their left joined the conversation.
"They are not young. Look at the male, do you see him? Does he look young to you? And the female, there" he pointed at Hermione. "Does she look young?"
"Would you both shut up!" The first centaur yelled. A argument broke out between the centaurs, deciding whether or not to kill Hermione and Malfoy. Hermione looked around, she saw what looked like a cabin in clearing straight ahead. There was a space that they could escape through, for a centaur had moved to join in on the arguing. Hermione, nudging Malfoy, and nodded towards the spot. He nodded back in understanding. Hermione took a breath and then nodded once again, and they ran.
They stopped for a minute to catch their breathes. When they heard the hooves behind, they took off again. Suddenly a centaur appeared in front of them, he shot an arrow. Malfoy grabbed Hermione and threw her to the ground following her. As he hit the ground, Malfoy rolled, and his hand was stepped on by a charging centaur, that had tried to grab Hermione and himself from behind.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Hermione looked over a saw Malfoy lying on the ground cradling his wrist. She ran over to him. As she knelt down beside him, she could feel the centaurs closing in on them. She looked at the cabin. They were so close.
"Can you get up?" he nodded, and she helped him up so that they were both kneeling low to the ground. "On the count of three, run for the door." He looked at her, with an, are you crazy look, before he nodded his head. "One," she grabbed her wand, "Two," the centaurs were coming even closer, "THREE!" they broke off running. "Alohamora!!!"
They both leapt inside, slamming the door behind them. Panting they took in the room around them. It was a very strange and empty room. On the outside, the cabin, or room, appeared to be made of wood. But on the inside they saw that it was made out of stone, like that in the castle. To their right, there were two beds, that had been pushed together. In the center of the room was a table with four chairs stationed around it. On the walls were torches, and that was it. There was nothing else in the room. No stove, no bathroom, no sink, not anything. Only two beds, a table, four chairs, and torches.
"You just had to follow your little 'friend' didn't you?" Malfoy panted holding his wrist.
"Call it my Potter instinct." She called it this because ever since she had been friends with Harry and Ron any time she saw something peculiar, she had to find out what it was.
Hermione got up, and looked down at the dried blood on her hand, it stopped bleeding. She looked down at Malfoy cradling his wrist, and then at the door, but-
"The door's gone,"
Author's Note: Well there you have it. Hope you like it! Thanks to all of you who have reviewed, I am glad that you like it so much!
Author's Note: Ok so here is the deal. I would have updated last night, but me being me, I didn't save the file. I was literally on the last two lines of the chapter and my computer erased it. I was so mad! Also, I got an idea the other night, and they won't be trapped in this chapter like I said, so sorry. Now on with the story!
Chapter 5:
After Hermione quietly, but swiftly opened the oak front doors, she stood waiting on the steps of stone waiting for Malfoy. Looking around Hermione saw her mystery person heading for the forest, not far ahead. She began to walk quickly, hoping not to be seen.
"What exactly are we doing?" asked Draco, stopping in his tracks as Hermione kept walking.
"What does it look like, we are following someone," she had finally stopped and turned to face him.
"Um, who, no one's there anymore?"
"What!" she whispered a scream, "They must have gone into the forest, well come on then." she swung her arm for him to follow.
"You can't be serious, I am not going to follow someone around in the forest." This was true. Malfoy had hated the forest ever since his first year when he was forced to serve a detention in there with Harry, Hermione, and Neville.
She started to walk towards him. "Look, if you want to turn around and go back to the castle because you are scared of something that happened in first year, then that's fine by me! I'll go by myself" Truth be told, Hermione didn't want to go by herself. It was the forbidden forest after all, and if Malfoy was her only choice accompaniment then so be it. True he wasn't Harry or Ron, but she knew that he was good at spells and knew what he was doing. As much as she didn't want to say that about her worst enemy, she knew it was true.
"I AM NOT SCARED!!!" his voice started to rise again.
"Fine, then lets go." once again she swung her arm for them to follow.
When they reached the edge of the forest, they both stopped. Squinting into the darkness they looked for a sign of the person they were following. They saw the silhouette of him steering off the path and into the heart of the forest. In unison they grabbed their wand pockets, and stepped into the part of the forest where the trees still let the moonlight in.
They walked for ten, minutes when a load crash was heard from above. It started to rain.
"That can't be a good sign," Hermione whispered under her breath. Malfoy snorted as if agreeing.
They walked on, following Hermione's "friend" each step they took made it harder for them to see them. Twenty minutes passed. Then thirty. Then forty. It become so dark that the only way of telling that they were still on the right track was the sound of someone walking ahead.
Needing light Hermione reached for her wand. Just has her hand was on the handle something knocked into her, running her into a tree. While this happened neither of them noticed the pair of eyes that turned around to watch them, and then vanish into thin air. Thinking quick Hermione pulled out her wand, grabbed what ran into her and swung in around so that now it was pinned against the tree. This had been proven quite difficult, because her attacker was pretty heavy for her petit self to handle. She was now standing over the thing breathing heavily with her wand pointed at what seemed to be its throat.
"I swear to God Mudblood, if yoy hex me I'll-"
"Malfoy?" she squinted into the dark. "Is that you?"
"Well who else would it be?"
"I dunno, I just thought you were attacking me,."
"No, I wasn't attacking you," Malfoy said mocking her every word. "Now would you let go of me! I don't want your filth on me anymore than it already is!"
With a slight push she let go of him, snorting as she did so. "Can we get going now?" she asked impatiently tapping her foot.
"Yeah, sure fine, what ever. Which way did he go?"
"Well, actually I don't know. I got turned around when I pinned you to the tree." She squinted into the dark, hoping the mystery person hadn't gone far. "Oh, this is stupid," she pulled out her wand, "Lumos" she whispered to the tip of the wand, as Malfoy did the same.
Both of their mouths dropped at what they saw. The trees were huge, with trunks as big as huts, that looked more coarse sand paper. The branches were covered with dead leaves that hadn't fallen yet. Each tree was so close together, that the branches over lapped and they hardly let any rain in. Hermione walked up to a tree, hand outstretched ready to touch it. Just as she did, there was a crash of thunder making her jump three feet into the air. Malfoy started laughing hysterically at the sight of what had just happened.
Once again Hermione stretched her arm out to feel the tree. I felt has even more coarse than it looked. It felt like jagged rocks covered in sand paper. It didn't even seem to have the slightest trace of wood in it.
"Ouch!" While running her hand over the trunk, Hermione had managed to cut herself. Malfoy, who was finally able to calm himself, walked over to her.
"What did you do?" She held out her hand allowing him to look at it. "Let's head back to the castle now. We have obviously lost that person." Hermione hesitated for a minute been then nodded her head. "Come on, I think its this way." It was Malfoy's turn to swing hi arm for her to follow.
They walked for five minutes, but the trees only seemed to grow thicker. They were now so deep into the forest that the rain didn't even reach them. The only sign of a thunder storm, was the muffled thunder that could barely be heard.
They walked for ten minutes, when a sound was heard ahead of them. They both stopped dead in their tracks, wands raised. There was a noise, now to their left, to their right, to their left again, and back to the right again. Suddenly Malfoy had nudged Hermione and pointed to where they first heard the noise. Emerging from the shadows was a figure, Hermione's gulped, they were in trouble now.
The figure moved with a grace that no human could. He was holding a bow with an arrow ready in it. On his back he had a quiver with what seemed like fifty arrows. He had dark brown hair, and eyes as blue as a clear sky. His chest was bare, and instead of his torso meeting a pair of legs, it met a horse's body. His body was covered in copper fur that, if there was moonlight, would have shone brilliantly. He was a centaur.
"What are you doing here?" He asked in a deep, booming voice.
"W-we g-g-got lost," Hermione gulped.
"Lost, this deep into the forest? Why are you here in the first place?'
"We were following someone," Draco spoke up, holding his head high. Hermione could tell that he thought himself to be higher than the centaurs.
"Following someone? We told Hagrid that we wanted no one in our forest," as he spoke more centaurs began to come from behind the trees, arrows raised. They were surrounded, "why would someone be in here?" he asked. He then rose an eyebrow, "Did he send you?"
"Look you p-ow" Hermione kicked Malfoy knowing all to well that insulting the centaur would make the situation worse.
"Who cares why they are hear, let's just kill them!" A black centaur said from their right.
"No, we cannot kill them, they are still young, we do not kill the young." the centaur on their left joined the conversation.
"They are not young. Look at the male, do you see him? Does he look young to you? And the female, there" he pointed at Hermione. "Does she look young?"
"Would you both shut up!" The first centaur yelled. A argument broke out between the centaurs, deciding whether or not to kill Hermione and Malfoy. Hermione looked around, she saw what looked like a cabin in clearing straight ahead. There was a space that they could escape through, for a centaur had moved to join in on the arguing. Hermione, nudging Malfoy, and nodded towards the spot. He nodded back in understanding. Hermione took a breath and then nodded once again, and they ran.
They stopped for a minute to catch their breathes. When they heard the hooves behind, they took off again. Suddenly a centaur appeared in front of them, he shot an arrow. Malfoy grabbed Hermione and threw her to the ground following her. As he hit the ground, Malfoy rolled, and his hand was stepped on by a charging centaur, that had tried to grab Hermione and himself from behind.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Hermione looked over a saw Malfoy lying on the ground cradling his wrist. She ran over to him. As she knelt down beside him, she could feel the centaurs closing in on them. She looked at the cabin. They were so close.
"Can you get up?" he nodded, and she helped him up so that they were both kneeling low to the ground. "On the count of three, run for the door." He looked at her, with an, are you crazy look, before he nodded his head. "One," she grabbed her wand, "Two," the centaurs were coming even closer, "THREE!" they broke off running. "Alohamora!!!"
They both leapt inside, slamming the door behind them. Panting they took in the room around them. It was a very strange and empty room. On the outside, the cabin, or room, appeared to be made of wood. But on the inside they saw that it was made out of stone, like that in the castle. To their right, there were two beds, that had been pushed together. In the center of the room was a table with four chairs stationed around it. On the walls were torches, and that was it. There was nothing else in the room. No stove, no bathroom, no sink, not anything. Only two beds, a table, four chairs, and torches.
"You just had to follow your little 'friend' didn't you?" Malfoy panted holding his wrist.
"Call it my Potter instinct." She called it this because ever since she had been friends with Harry and Ron any time she saw something peculiar, she had to find out what it was.
Hermione got up, and looked down at the dried blood on her hand, it stopped bleeding. She looked down at Malfoy cradling his wrist, and then at the door, but-
"The door's gone,"
Author's Note: Well there you have it. Hope you like it! Thanks to all of you who have reviewed, I am glad that you like it so much!