-Note: Here it finally is! ::does a little dance:: The Third and final chapter!
-Ron: Erm, it's not the final chapter.
-Me: Oh, yeah. That's right.
-Here is the Third chapter! By the way, my title keeps reminding me of a stupid kids show. ::hums Out of the Box tune:: Oh dear.
-Reply to reviewers:
(Red-Hot-Flame-Fire) Eh he heh, well mine better huh? So, it's not the worst out there. Well, I guess that's a relief. Thank you.
(Kickassangel) Thank you. Yes, slash will rule forever. Just as long as my muse forgives me. Don't ask. I don't want to go into it.
(Piccolo'sVampirePrincess) Thanks and I have updated, even if not soon. ::grins::
(Wating-Innocence) More what? Proper English and excellent words? ::blinks::
(Mouse) Haha! I left you hanging! Hah hah. Echmm, sorry. I hope you didn't go crazy for all that time... I love this pairing too. :D
(Miss. Charlet) Really? Am I doing fine? What a relief! Phew. Thank you kind person.
(AlongCametheSpider) Thank you so much for informing me of my mistakes. I can be really dense sometimes. Hehe, this is the chapter for the book, so here you go.
(Izzy) Yes, this is a great pairing. ::grin::
(ms. bean) Thank you. You're the first person to ever say my fic is fun and flirty. Ron loves you. Draco doesn't. Oh well, you can't win them all. Why are you staring at me like that? All right, Draco loves you too. It's not like I can read there minds anyway. ::wistles::
(AShErsOfeD) Haha! Ron will fuck whoever he wants whenever he wants to. ::evil grin:: Thanks for the review and no, Ron didn't say anything. Oops, did I just give something away? ::innocent smile::
(charmedmeetsroswell) Hehehe, ::blushes:: hehe. Compliments. You gotta love em'. Okay, thank you. You're a good reviewer... but I cannot forgive you. Ron/Draco rules to the end. Mwahahahahaha! Never mind, forget I even spoke. But it still rules and I love you for reading about it. ::kisses cheek:: Okay, I'll leave the rest of the kissing for Ron and Draco, hehe.
-Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
-Summary: Ron's been to the library to find a book, instead he found two, he lost his best friend, found out a huge secret about his worst enemy, and then had the moves put on him. What will happen next? Ron/Draco.
-CH.3 Out of the Book
I watched Malfoy's retreating back. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Malfoy seemed to walk with a natural grace. Maybe it had something to do with being rich and snooty.
Once the boy had disappeared around the corner, my senses seemed to come back to me. So, with one last glance in the direction Malfoy had gone, I fixed the invisibility cloak over my head. No wonder Malfoy had been able to see me. Then, I set off for Gryffindor Tower, with thoughts of Harry now fresh in my mind.
I hoped Hermione was still awake. I had to figure out what had happened to Harry. When I finally reached Gryffindor Tower, I found my hopes could not have been father from true. Hermione was definitely not awake. In fact, she had fallen asleep while waiting for me and Harry to get back.
Hermione was sprawled across the couch, by the fire, in a most uncomfortable position. I ran to her and shook her roughly. After a few minutes of repeating this action, she opened her eyes groggily. Then upon recognition, she smiled at me.
"Ron. It's good that you two are back. I almost fell asleep waiting. I guess now I can finally get some rest." Hermione stood and began to make her way to the girl's staircase.
I tried to stop. "Hermione wait. Harry..." But she cut me off.
"Ron, you can tell me all about it tomorrow," she said wearily waving a hand at me.
Before I could try to stop her again, she had disappeared up the stairs. I knew I would have no luck in following her. Hermione must have been pretty tired, considering she had not noticed Harry was missing. I quickly decided that I could not do anything about the situation at the moment, so I went to bed as well.
However, once I got there I found falling asleep a very hard task. I tossed and turned for hours, thoughts racing through my mind. I wanted to know where Harry was; he had not been in his bed. I wanted to know if he was okay. What if he needed my help?
One other subject kept returning to the forefront of my mind. These thoughts were, of course, about Malfoy. What I had found out about him tonight was quite unexpected. I did not know what to think about his sexuality.
I tried continually to push these thoughts from my mind, but they returned incessantly. That is until I fell asleep. Then I just dreamt about them.
The next morning was to say as full of events as the night before, maybe more. I woke up to a big grin. "Harry?" I wondered. But the grin did not belong to Harry. The boy above me was Seamus.
"Good morning sunshine," came his optimistic voice. I never understood how he could be so happy in the morning. Stupid blonde bimbo!
I groaned and turned over. "Leave me alone, Seamus," I demanded.
"Ron, come on. Breakfast starts in five minutes. If you hurry, you'll be late. By the way, where in the bloody hell is Harry."
"Harry!" I thought, remembering his absence. I couldn't believe I had forgotten. "Has Hermione already gone to breakfast?" I asked hopping out of bed, and rushing around the room getting dressed.
"How should I know? I haven't been down to the common room yet," he answered, watching me with wide eyes. Suddenly a grin spread across his face. "What's the hurry, Ron? It's not like you're late for a date or anything. Or are you?"
I rolled my eyes at his immature comment. The best way to act in a situation like this is to ignore him. I finished getting ready and raced out the door and down the stairs.
Once I reached the common room, my eyes immediately sought Hermione. I found her sitting alone in a chair, obviously waiting for someone. I knew that would be me and Harry. I thought about Harry. Hermione just had to know something to do.
I walked over to her and whispered in her ear, "Hermione we need to talk ... alone."
She looked at me for a moment then blushed scarlet. My eyes widened as I realized what she must have thought about my statement
"It's about Harry," I added quickly.
"Oh, well I'm sure you can talk to him about whatever it is," she said, her face still beat red. What was with this girl today?
I shook my head. "No, I can't talk to Harry about it."
"Oh, sure you can," She replied as if I were being ridiculous.
I did not know what was wrong with her. She was acting like she thought I was going to tell her something she did not want to hear. Okay, I was, but I do not mean something like that. "No, Hermione, I can't."
She stopped from her task of gathering her books to leave and looked at me. "Why not?" She asked.
"Because," I said, lowering my voice so she alone would hear, "I don't know where he is. All I found was his cloak and a book. I tried to tell you when I got back, but you were practically sleep walking."
Hermione stared at me for along minute. I guess it took a while for what I said to sink in. "Are you crazy?" Hermione hissed through clenched teeth as she placed a finger to my lips. "where's the book?"
"I have it in my pocket."
"Shh... okay then, we'll wait till everyone's left the common room. Then we'll see what can be done."
I nodded slowly. That had been what I was planning to do. Did Hermione think I was really stupid enough to let anyone else find out Harry was missing?
Soon the common room was completely empty except for Hermione and me.
"Okay," I said pulling the heavy book from my pocket and laying it out on the table. "This is it."
Hermione looked at the book as though by doing so she would unravel all of it's secrets. I wondered if maybe the book was cursed and Harry just happened to be the unfortunate person who came across it and ended up as a pile of dust or something. The thought twisted my stomach. Suddenly I felt very nauseous.
"Maybe we should open it," I said doubtfully.
Hermione shrugged. "I don't know, Ron. Do you think it would be safe? Maybe if there was some way we could open it without either one of us getting hurt."
Right as she said this, a voice called out in a sing song way. "A book. Oh, let me see. Is it anything interesting?" Seamus asked as he snatched the book from the table before Ron or Hermione could do anything.
"Seamus, give the book back now," I demanded, holding out my hand.
Seamus stuck out his bottom lip. "I don't think so. What's it about, anyway?" He looked down and opened the book about halfway.
"No, Seamus!" Hermione called out frantically, but she was too late.
A bright light surrounded the book. The light spread until it was big enough for any normal human to fit through, possibly even Hagrid. A big object fell through the light crashing onto Seamus, bringing both to the floor.
I gaped at the object, it was Harry. He had been inside the book?
Seamus grinned at Harry. "So, there you are, Harry. We were worried about you not being in bad this morning. Er...is there any reason for you being on top of me that I should know about?"
Harry did not really seem to know what was happening. He pulled himself off Seamus and looked around with wide eyes.
"What's going on?" Harry asked. "Why am I here?"
Hermione looked at me. Oh no, Harry could have lost his mind in the book. Hopefully not though.
"You're in Gryffindor tower, Harry," I answered cautiously.
"I didn't ask where I was. I asked why I'm here. Oh, I was having so much fun and you had to go and ruin it." Harry sat down and crossed his arms.
I think we were all a tad bit confused. "We were worried about you, Harry. For all we knew, you could have been dead. So, excuse us for caring," I said with a bit of irritation in my voice. Harry was acting like such a prat.
Harry shook his head. "I'm sorry. It's just the place I was at is so amazing. Everything there is so beautiful. I like being there."
Seamus blinked a few times. "Okay, crazy person. I think I'll just go to breakfast. You all tell me about it when Harry's come back into his right mind."
With that Seamus left the common room. Thank goodness.
"Okay, Harry, now will you tell us about it? I don't get it. Was it a portal of some kind?" Hermione sat across from him, and waited for his answer.
Harry just looked at us for a moment. Then he sighed and started talking. "I guess I should start at the beginning. Last night when I was in the restricted section I stumbled across this book. I hadn't found anything yet, so I thought it would be okay to stop and look at this for a moment. I found it fascinating how it could weigh so much and be so small. So, I opened the book and before I could even think twice, it sucked me in. Inside the book everything was kind of funny looking, sort of like in fairy tales. The grass and trees were super green, the sky was so blue, and the flowers were huge. There was even a dirt road that lead up onto a hill. I walked for a while, having no idea what was going on. After I got to the top of the hill, I could see a huge castle. It was the most beautiful place I've ever seen in my life. So, I started to walk towards the castle, but before I could take two steps a horse came galloping to me. You won't believe this, the horse had a knight on it's back. I'm talking about a knight like from the storybooks. He stopped and asked me if I needed any help. Then he gave me a ride to the castle, where a handsome King, a beautiful Queen, and a royal Prince lived. They welcomed me with open arms. They were such nice people. I had the most delicious dinner and I slept in the nicest bed. I was about to go horse back riding with the Prince when you two brought me out."
I was a bit dumbfounded, but Hermione answered him so I did not have to. "It sounds like you were in fairy tale land." Okay, so that's not exactly what I would have said.
"Harry, this is amazing. So, the whole time we thought you could have been ill, you were frolicking in the hills with Prince Tootoo and his knight," I said almost laughing in horror.
"Who's Prince Tootoo?" Harry asked inquisitively.
"It doesn't matter. What matters is that you had me tossing and turning all night for nothing." Okay, so it wasn't the only thing that had me up most of the night, but Harry and Hermione weren't going to know about that, and why was Hermione staring at me so oddly? Had I said something?
"I'm sorry, Ron. You know, you're starting to sound like your mother. Better watch out or you'll have seven children as well," Harry stated with a frown.
Hermione shook her head. "You two quit acting like babies. Now, come on we need a good breakfast. We have Potions first thing today."
Harry and I groaned at the thought. Anything but Potions.
Note: Well, there you have it. Tell me what you think, that means review. Come on, I need inspiration! ::cough:: Or you may email me at Rebbie_girl_me@yahoo.com or Theseconddragon0@aol.com Toodles everybody.
-Ron: Erm, it's not the final chapter.
-Me: Oh, yeah. That's right.
-Here is the Third chapter! By the way, my title keeps reminding me of a stupid kids show. ::hums Out of the Box tune:: Oh dear.
-Reply to reviewers:
(Red-Hot-Flame-Fire) Eh he heh, well mine better huh? So, it's not the worst out there. Well, I guess that's a relief. Thank you.
(Kickassangel) Thank you. Yes, slash will rule forever. Just as long as my muse forgives me. Don't ask. I don't want to go into it.
(Piccolo'sVampirePrincess) Thanks and I have updated, even if not soon. ::grins::
(Wating-Innocence) More what? Proper English and excellent words? ::blinks::
(Mouse) Haha! I left you hanging! Hah hah. Echmm, sorry. I hope you didn't go crazy for all that time... I love this pairing too. :D
(Miss. Charlet) Really? Am I doing fine? What a relief! Phew. Thank you kind person.
(AlongCametheSpider) Thank you so much for informing me of my mistakes. I can be really dense sometimes. Hehe, this is the chapter for the book, so here you go.
(Izzy) Yes, this is a great pairing. ::grin::
(ms. bean) Thank you. You're the first person to ever say my fic is fun and flirty. Ron loves you. Draco doesn't. Oh well, you can't win them all. Why are you staring at me like that? All right, Draco loves you too. It's not like I can read there minds anyway. ::wistles::
(AShErsOfeD) Haha! Ron will fuck whoever he wants whenever he wants to. ::evil grin:: Thanks for the review and no, Ron didn't say anything. Oops, did I just give something away? ::innocent smile::
(charmedmeetsroswell) Hehehe, ::blushes:: hehe. Compliments. You gotta love em'. Okay, thank you. You're a good reviewer... but I cannot forgive you. Ron/Draco rules to the end. Mwahahahahaha! Never mind, forget I even spoke. But it still rules and I love you for reading about it. ::kisses cheek:: Okay, I'll leave the rest of the kissing for Ron and Draco, hehe.
-Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
-Summary: Ron's been to the library to find a book, instead he found two, he lost his best friend, found out a huge secret about his worst enemy, and then had the moves put on him. What will happen next? Ron/Draco.
-CH.3 Out of the Book
I watched Malfoy's retreating back. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Malfoy seemed to walk with a natural grace. Maybe it had something to do with being rich and snooty.
Once the boy had disappeared around the corner, my senses seemed to come back to me. So, with one last glance in the direction Malfoy had gone, I fixed the invisibility cloak over my head. No wonder Malfoy had been able to see me. Then, I set off for Gryffindor Tower, with thoughts of Harry now fresh in my mind.
I hoped Hermione was still awake. I had to figure out what had happened to Harry. When I finally reached Gryffindor Tower, I found my hopes could not have been father from true. Hermione was definitely not awake. In fact, she had fallen asleep while waiting for me and Harry to get back.
Hermione was sprawled across the couch, by the fire, in a most uncomfortable position. I ran to her and shook her roughly. After a few minutes of repeating this action, she opened her eyes groggily. Then upon recognition, she smiled at me.
"Ron. It's good that you two are back. I almost fell asleep waiting. I guess now I can finally get some rest." Hermione stood and began to make her way to the girl's staircase.
I tried to stop. "Hermione wait. Harry..." But she cut me off.
"Ron, you can tell me all about it tomorrow," she said wearily waving a hand at me.
Before I could try to stop her again, she had disappeared up the stairs. I knew I would have no luck in following her. Hermione must have been pretty tired, considering she had not noticed Harry was missing. I quickly decided that I could not do anything about the situation at the moment, so I went to bed as well.
However, once I got there I found falling asleep a very hard task. I tossed and turned for hours, thoughts racing through my mind. I wanted to know where Harry was; he had not been in his bed. I wanted to know if he was okay. What if he needed my help?
One other subject kept returning to the forefront of my mind. These thoughts were, of course, about Malfoy. What I had found out about him tonight was quite unexpected. I did not know what to think about his sexuality.
I tried continually to push these thoughts from my mind, but they returned incessantly. That is until I fell asleep. Then I just dreamt about them.
The next morning was to say as full of events as the night before, maybe more. I woke up to a big grin. "Harry?" I wondered. But the grin did not belong to Harry. The boy above me was Seamus.
"Good morning sunshine," came his optimistic voice. I never understood how he could be so happy in the morning. Stupid blonde bimbo!
I groaned and turned over. "Leave me alone, Seamus," I demanded.
"Ron, come on. Breakfast starts in five minutes. If you hurry, you'll be late. By the way, where in the bloody hell is Harry."
"Harry!" I thought, remembering his absence. I couldn't believe I had forgotten. "Has Hermione already gone to breakfast?" I asked hopping out of bed, and rushing around the room getting dressed.
"How should I know? I haven't been down to the common room yet," he answered, watching me with wide eyes. Suddenly a grin spread across his face. "What's the hurry, Ron? It's not like you're late for a date or anything. Or are you?"
I rolled my eyes at his immature comment. The best way to act in a situation like this is to ignore him. I finished getting ready and raced out the door and down the stairs.
Once I reached the common room, my eyes immediately sought Hermione. I found her sitting alone in a chair, obviously waiting for someone. I knew that would be me and Harry. I thought about Harry. Hermione just had to know something to do.
I walked over to her and whispered in her ear, "Hermione we need to talk ... alone."
She looked at me for a moment then blushed scarlet. My eyes widened as I realized what she must have thought about my statement
"It's about Harry," I added quickly.
"Oh, well I'm sure you can talk to him about whatever it is," she said, her face still beat red. What was with this girl today?
I shook my head. "No, I can't talk to Harry about it."
"Oh, sure you can," She replied as if I were being ridiculous.
I did not know what was wrong with her. She was acting like she thought I was going to tell her something she did not want to hear. Okay, I was, but I do not mean something like that. "No, Hermione, I can't."
She stopped from her task of gathering her books to leave and looked at me. "Why not?" She asked.
"Because," I said, lowering my voice so she alone would hear, "I don't know where he is. All I found was his cloak and a book. I tried to tell you when I got back, but you were practically sleep walking."
Hermione stared at me for along minute. I guess it took a while for what I said to sink in. "Are you crazy?" Hermione hissed through clenched teeth as she placed a finger to my lips. "where's the book?"
"I have it in my pocket."
"Shh... okay then, we'll wait till everyone's left the common room. Then we'll see what can be done."
I nodded slowly. That had been what I was planning to do. Did Hermione think I was really stupid enough to let anyone else find out Harry was missing?
Soon the common room was completely empty except for Hermione and me.
"Okay," I said pulling the heavy book from my pocket and laying it out on the table. "This is it."
Hermione looked at the book as though by doing so she would unravel all of it's secrets. I wondered if maybe the book was cursed and Harry just happened to be the unfortunate person who came across it and ended up as a pile of dust or something. The thought twisted my stomach. Suddenly I felt very nauseous.
"Maybe we should open it," I said doubtfully.
Hermione shrugged. "I don't know, Ron. Do you think it would be safe? Maybe if there was some way we could open it without either one of us getting hurt."
Right as she said this, a voice called out in a sing song way. "A book. Oh, let me see. Is it anything interesting?" Seamus asked as he snatched the book from the table before Ron or Hermione could do anything.
"Seamus, give the book back now," I demanded, holding out my hand.
Seamus stuck out his bottom lip. "I don't think so. What's it about, anyway?" He looked down and opened the book about halfway.
"No, Seamus!" Hermione called out frantically, but she was too late.
A bright light surrounded the book. The light spread until it was big enough for any normal human to fit through, possibly even Hagrid. A big object fell through the light crashing onto Seamus, bringing both to the floor.
I gaped at the object, it was Harry. He had been inside the book?
Seamus grinned at Harry. "So, there you are, Harry. We were worried about you not being in bad this morning. Er...is there any reason for you being on top of me that I should know about?"
Harry did not really seem to know what was happening. He pulled himself off Seamus and looked around with wide eyes.
"What's going on?" Harry asked. "Why am I here?"
Hermione looked at me. Oh no, Harry could have lost his mind in the book. Hopefully not though.
"You're in Gryffindor tower, Harry," I answered cautiously.
"I didn't ask where I was. I asked why I'm here. Oh, I was having so much fun and you had to go and ruin it." Harry sat down and crossed his arms.
I think we were all a tad bit confused. "We were worried about you, Harry. For all we knew, you could have been dead. So, excuse us for caring," I said with a bit of irritation in my voice. Harry was acting like such a prat.
Harry shook his head. "I'm sorry. It's just the place I was at is so amazing. Everything there is so beautiful. I like being there."
Seamus blinked a few times. "Okay, crazy person. I think I'll just go to breakfast. You all tell me about it when Harry's come back into his right mind."
With that Seamus left the common room. Thank goodness.
"Okay, Harry, now will you tell us about it? I don't get it. Was it a portal of some kind?" Hermione sat across from him, and waited for his answer.
Harry just looked at us for a moment. Then he sighed and started talking. "I guess I should start at the beginning. Last night when I was in the restricted section I stumbled across this book. I hadn't found anything yet, so I thought it would be okay to stop and look at this for a moment. I found it fascinating how it could weigh so much and be so small. So, I opened the book and before I could even think twice, it sucked me in. Inside the book everything was kind of funny looking, sort of like in fairy tales. The grass and trees were super green, the sky was so blue, and the flowers were huge. There was even a dirt road that lead up onto a hill. I walked for a while, having no idea what was going on. After I got to the top of the hill, I could see a huge castle. It was the most beautiful place I've ever seen in my life. So, I started to walk towards the castle, but before I could take two steps a horse came galloping to me. You won't believe this, the horse had a knight on it's back. I'm talking about a knight like from the storybooks. He stopped and asked me if I needed any help. Then he gave me a ride to the castle, where a handsome King, a beautiful Queen, and a royal Prince lived. They welcomed me with open arms. They were such nice people. I had the most delicious dinner and I slept in the nicest bed. I was about to go horse back riding with the Prince when you two brought me out."
I was a bit dumbfounded, but Hermione answered him so I did not have to. "It sounds like you were in fairy tale land." Okay, so that's not exactly what I would have said.
"Harry, this is amazing. So, the whole time we thought you could have been ill, you were frolicking in the hills with Prince Tootoo and his knight," I said almost laughing in horror.
"Who's Prince Tootoo?" Harry asked inquisitively.
"It doesn't matter. What matters is that you had me tossing and turning all night for nothing." Okay, so it wasn't the only thing that had me up most of the night, but Harry and Hermione weren't going to know about that, and why was Hermione staring at me so oddly? Had I said something?
"I'm sorry, Ron. You know, you're starting to sound like your mother. Better watch out or you'll have seven children as well," Harry stated with a frown.
Hermione shook her head. "You two quit acting like babies. Now, come on we need a good breakfast. We have Potions first thing today."
Harry and I groaned at the thought. Anything but Potions.
Note: Well, there you have it. Tell me what you think, that means review. Come on, I need inspiration! ::cough:: Or you may email me at Rebbie_girl_me@yahoo.com or Theseconddragon0@aol.com Toodles everybody.