Petra: Here it is! The next one!
Kati: I like this one!
Petra: I know you do. Anyway, I actually timed this, as in I said all the lines outloud and this conversation, in the way I did it, would take five minutes, give or take ten seconds.
Kati: She is so strange. She can't just say that it's five minutes, she has to time it!
Petra: That's what make me a great author!
Kati: That's what makes you insane!
DEDICATED: To friendships that should have been or could have been but, for some reason, never were.
WARNING: Slight angst.
DISCLAIMER: I don't Harry Potter, despite the fact that the characters are fun to fuck with... not literally of course...
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Another Five Minutes
"The only thing I am
is a whisper of a soul
the echo of a sensitivity
you never got to know." -Meiran Chang; Ghost of Your Heart (GW)
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TIME: Harry and Draco's 7th Year; Mid-September
"Hey, Potter…?"
"Yeah, Malfoy?"
"Do you think I could have five minutes?"
Smile. "Sure."
Small smile. "How do you fly so well?"
"Well… when you fly, do you like it?"
"Yeah, I mean, why wouldn't I?"
"Do you fly because you like it or because you want to win?"
"Because I want to win."
"I fly because I love it."
"Why do you love it? I mean, it's just flying."
"Before I came to this school, Draco, I didn't know magic existed. I lived as a muggle."
Grimace. "A muggle, Harry?"
"Yeah, a muggle, Draco. So the first time I chased you on that broom, that was the first time I ever flew."
"That was your first time?"
"Yeah… and it was wonderful. I'd never felt anything as beautiful as that before."
"How can flying be beautiful?"
Dreamy smile. "It's freedom, Draco, pure freedom. You don't have anyone holding you back; you don't have to listen. You're totally free when you're flying in the air."
"I've never felt like that when I was flying."
"Maybe that's because you've always flown. The next time you get on a broom, imagine that its your first time, imagine that until just a couple days ago you didn't even know magic existed."
"You make it sound wonderful but it's not like that. It's just flying."
"There's no such thing as 'just flying' unless you make it that way, Draco. Flying is freedom. When you get up in the air, you leave all your worries and anger and sadness on the ground and there's only… you and the total freedom to go anywhere you want, to be anything I want."
"I wish that I could feel what you feel."
Smile. "...It also makes me feel closer to my father. He used to be a seeker also, and that makes it even more wonderful."
"Do you… do you miss your parents, Harry?"
"I don't miss them because I never knew them. I do miss the feeling of family that I might have had, had they lived. I wish that I could have known them."
"Who do you live with now?"
"My aunt, uncle, and fat cousin."
Smile. "Fat cousin?"
Small laugh. "I swear, he gets another chin every time I come home!"
Laughter. "You're joking me!"
Short laugh. "No, I swear, he's huge. He's spoiled rotten too!"
"Like me, huh?"
"No! Worse than you!"
"Worse than me? I thought you said once that it wasn't possible?"
Laughter. "So, I lied!"
Smile. "What is the world coming to? Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, lying."
Suddenly serious. "Please don't call me that."
"What, the 'Boy-Who-Lived'?"
"Yes."
"Well, why not?"
"I hate the fact that they call me that…"
"But I thought you liked the attention."
"No… I hate being famous."
"But why?"
"How would you feel if you couldn't even walk down the street without getting accosted? How would to feel if everyone stared at you as if you were some strange attraction they'd paid money to see?" Sad smile. "I'd give anything to be normal."
"You're joking me."
"No, if I had the chance to change places with Ron, I would. Anyone, almost."
"I'd change places with you in a minute."
"You wouldn't like the fame once you got it."
"Sure I would."
Smile; small shake of head. "No, you wouldn't. I know that for a fact."
Shuffles feet. "That one day, when we were in detention…"
"Yeah?"
"Did you mean what you said?"
Confused look. "About what?"
"About us being friends. Do you think that we really could have been friends?"
"I don't think so…"
Shocked look. "But…"
"I *know* that we would have been friends… And it would have been fun."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because we balance each other so perfectly."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, for example, I always think of other people and you only think about yourself."
"If you're going to insult me…"
"Both things can be bad if taken too far, which we both do. If we were friends then you would force me to think about myself and I would force you to think about someone other than yourself. It would work out perfectly."
"Yeah… I guess it would…"
"We would have been great friends."
"Yeah… we would have been…"
"Yeah…"
"Do you think… we could still be friends, Harry?"
"Maybe."
"It'd be fun to try."
"Yes, it would."
"Well… bye, Harry."
"See you later, Draco."
Footsteps fade into distance.
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IMPORTANT NOTE: For those of you that wish it, DUE TO MY SPORADIC postings, I am offering you, the readers, A MAILING LIST to sign up to. When I finally UPDATE, I will SEND OUT AN EMAIL informing those of you that are on the list that I have finally updated. I need you to EMAIL me, telling that you wish to sign up, and whether it's for ORIGINAL FICTION or FANFICTION. I WILL NOT accept those people that ask to be up on it in a review because I can't be sure that email is real. The mailing list will ALSO OFFER the TITLES of those works that I am posting, the COUPLES (if any) that are in it, which FANDOM it is from, and whether it is a SEQUEL to anything.
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Kati: We tried to use names often so that way people wouldn't get confused.
Petra: But we don't know how well we did.
Kati: We're semi-working on a Christmas one which, knowing how slow we are, will probably be out around Christmas.
Petra: See, that means it will work out great.
Kati: Maybe in your messed up world...
Petra: Thanks to those who read the first one: Five Minutes that Never Happened:
CIRITH: #^_^# Thanks! I hope you enjoyed this one as much you as enjoyed the last one...
DREAM KEEPER: *laugh* Babe, I out and say stuff like that all the time. Why wouldn't Harry? Especially if he's been thinking a lot about it? Sometimes, you just have to say what's on your mind, for better or for worse.
MISTAL, AUTUMN PRIESTESS: *laugh* I plan on writing more, don't worry. Harry and Draco have a lot of story left to tell. It might be slow in coming, but it'll get out eventually!
JSTALKER: -_-; Uh... Sorry... already have another fic... *laugh* Well, I hoped you enjoyed this one. #^_^# And thanks for the laugh!
AMOURDUGREENLEAF: ^____^ Thanks! Hopefully, you liked this one too!
"I dream of a day when I can open my eyes, and my dreams won't disappear."
-Rose Marie Ledam
~Petra Megami Assari~
*The Gentle Tiger Goddess*
Kati: I like this one!
Petra: I know you do. Anyway, I actually timed this, as in I said all the lines outloud and this conversation, in the way I did it, would take five minutes, give or take ten seconds.
Kati: She is so strange. She can't just say that it's five minutes, she has to time it!
Petra: That's what make me a great author!
Kati: That's what makes you insane!
DEDICATED: To friendships that should have been or could have been but, for some reason, never were.
WARNING: Slight angst.
DISCLAIMER: I don't Harry Potter, despite the fact that the characters are fun to fuck with... not literally of course...
-._.-._.-._.-._.-._.-._.-._
Another Five Minutes
"The only thing I am
is a whisper of a soul
the echo of a sensitivity
you never got to know." -Meiran Chang; Ghost of Your Heart (GW)
-._.-._.-._.-._.-._.-._.-._
TIME: Harry and Draco's 7th Year; Mid-September
"Hey, Potter…?"
"Yeah, Malfoy?"
"Do you think I could have five minutes?"
Smile. "Sure."
Small smile. "How do you fly so well?"
"Well… when you fly, do you like it?"
"Yeah, I mean, why wouldn't I?"
"Do you fly because you like it or because you want to win?"
"Because I want to win."
"I fly because I love it."
"Why do you love it? I mean, it's just flying."
"Before I came to this school, Draco, I didn't know magic existed. I lived as a muggle."
Grimace. "A muggle, Harry?"
"Yeah, a muggle, Draco. So the first time I chased you on that broom, that was the first time I ever flew."
"That was your first time?"
"Yeah… and it was wonderful. I'd never felt anything as beautiful as that before."
"How can flying be beautiful?"
Dreamy smile. "It's freedom, Draco, pure freedom. You don't have anyone holding you back; you don't have to listen. You're totally free when you're flying in the air."
"I've never felt like that when I was flying."
"Maybe that's because you've always flown. The next time you get on a broom, imagine that its your first time, imagine that until just a couple days ago you didn't even know magic existed."
"You make it sound wonderful but it's not like that. It's just flying."
"There's no such thing as 'just flying' unless you make it that way, Draco. Flying is freedom. When you get up in the air, you leave all your worries and anger and sadness on the ground and there's only… you and the total freedom to go anywhere you want, to be anything I want."
"I wish that I could feel what you feel."
Smile. "...It also makes me feel closer to my father. He used to be a seeker also, and that makes it even more wonderful."
"Do you… do you miss your parents, Harry?"
"I don't miss them because I never knew them. I do miss the feeling of family that I might have had, had they lived. I wish that I could have known them."
"Who do you live with now?"
"My aunt, uncle, and fat cousin."
Smile. "Fat cousin?"
Small laugh. "I swear, he gets another chin every time I come home!"
Laughter. "You're joking me!"
Short laugh. "No, I swear, he's huge. He's spoiled rotten too!"
"Like me, huh?"
"No! Worse than you!"
"Worse than me? I thought you said once that it wasn't possible?"
Laughter. "So, I lied!"
Smile. "What is the world coming to? Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, lying."
Suddenly serious. "Please don't call me that."
"What, the 'Boy-Who-Lived'?"
"Yes."
"Well, why not?"
"I hate the fact that they call me that…"
"But I thought you liked the attention."
"No… I hate being famous."
"But why?"
"How would you feel if you couldn't even walk down the street without getting accosted? How would to feel if everyone stared at you as if you were some strange attraction they'd paid money to see?" Sad smile. "I'd give anything to be normal."
"You're joking me."
"No, if I had the chance to change places with Ron, I would. Anyone, almost."
"I'd change places with you in a minute."
"You wouldn't like the fame once you got it."
"Sure I would."
Smile; small shake of head. "No, you wouldn't. I know that for a fact."
Shuffles feet. "That one day, when we were in detention…"
"Yeah?"
"Did you mean what you said?"
Confused look. "About what?"
"About us being friends. Do you think that we really could have been friends?"
"I don't think so…"
Shocked look. "But…"
"I *know* that we would have been friends… And it would have been fun."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because we balance each other so perfectly."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, for example, I always think of other people and you only think about yourself."
"If you're going to insult me…"
"Both things can be bad if taken too far, which we both do. If we were friends then you would force me to think about myself and I would force you to think about someone other than yourself. It would work out perfectly."
"Yeah… I guess it would…"
"We would have been great friends."
"Yeah… we would have been…"
"Yeah…"
"Do you think… we could still be friends, Harry?"
"Maybe."
"It'd be fun to try."
"Yes, it would."
"Well… bye, Harry."
"See you later, Draco."
Footsteps fade into distance.
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IMPORTANT NOTE: For those of you that wish it, DUE TO MY SPORADIC postings, I am offering you, the readers, A MAILING LIST to sign up to. When I finally UPDATE, I will SEND OUT AN EMAIL informing those of you that are on the list that I have finally updated. I need you to EMAIL me, telling that you wish to sign up, and whether it's for ORIGINAL FICTION or FANFICTION. I WILL NOT accept those people that ask to be up on it in a review because I can't be sure that email is real. The mailing list will ALSO OFFER the TITLES of those works that I am posting, the COUPLES (if any) that are in it, which FANDOM it is from, and whether it is a SEQUEL to anything.
-._.-._.-._.-._.-._.-._.-
Kati: We tried to use names often so that way people wouldn't get confused.
Petra: But we don't know how well we did.
Kati: We're semi-working on a Christmas one which, knowing how slow we are, will probably be out around Christmas.
Petra: See, that means it will work out great.
Kati: Maybe in your messed up world...
Petra: Thanks to those who read the first one: Five Minutes that Never Happened:
CIRITH: #^_^# Thanks! I hope you enjoyed this one as much you as enjoyed the last one...
DREAM KEEPER: *laugh* Babe, I out and say stuff like that all the time. Why wouldn't Harry? Especially if he's been thinking a lot about it? Sometimes, you just have to say what's on your mind, for better or for worse.
MISTAL, AUTUMN PRIESTESS: *laugh* I plan on writing more, don't worry. Harry and Draco have a lot of story left to tell. It might be slow in coming, but it'll get out eventually!
JSTALKER: -_-; Uh... Sorry... already have another fic... *laugh* Well, I hoped you enjoyed this one. #^_^# And thanks for the laugh!
AMOURDUGREENLEAF: ^____^ Thanks! Hopefully, you liked this one too!
"I dream of a day when I can open my eyes, and my dreams won't disappear."
-Rose Marie Ledam
~Petra Megami Assari~
*The Gentle Tiger Goddess*