AN: The biggest apology to kneh 13, who I told this chap would be up days ago. Sorry for the wait. Enjoy!
I am slightly with Madame Pomfrey. I wet to sleep after I wrote Fred his letter, just like I promised, but then I woke up a bit before dinner. She scolded me for at least ten minutes before slamming the door to her office in anger. I had fallen asleep shortly after that, but now once again I find myself awake. Just this time Madame Pomfrey isn't around. In fact I think she's sleeping in that office of hers.
The clock, that hung on the wall a little ways away, tells me that its 9 o'clock. In about an hour or so the Ball will be over. I'm going to miss the whole thing. I don't get it. What did I do that was so wrong that I have to miss out on the simple pleasures of life. The Chamber of Secrets, Tom Riddle, Harry not liking me (though I don't care about that any more), two years of imprisonment and torture, friends are dead, and my brother is dead. Ron hates me; he can't even recognize me. Pushed down stairs. And for what? To miss the Ball! what did I ever do?
Just then I heard a creak from the entrance, a set of footsteps followed. I was about to scream for help; I thought it was my attacker. But Draco stepped into the moonlight that was leaking through the windows.
"Draco?" I inquired. "What are you doing here?"
"Shhh.. not so loud, Black. You'll wake the nurse." he responded as he held his fingers to his lips to silence me. He pulled the covers off me then started to walk away. He was half way to the entrance when he turned around and motioned me to follow him. Half confused, half curious I followed him.
He led me for a good ten minutes up several stairs. I eventually stopped paying attention to where we were going and just concentrated on following. I think I may have been walking too slow because he turned for a second and took my hand and started to pull me into a faster pace. My legs started to hurt from climbing up so many stairs. I was about to ask him where we were going when he opened up a latch to a door directly above his head. He went through first and then pulled me up.
I was standing on the roof of the castle. It out looked the lake and the whomping willow; and if you strained enough you could see Hagrid's hut. The stars were out and everything looked just right.
"May I have this dance?" Draco asked with his arm out stretched. It was only then that I realized you could hear the soft hum of music. I supposed it was coming from the Great Hall. Everyone was there at the Ball.
I didn't answer Draco's question out right, I just simply took his hand. Draco pulled me close, but not too close, and started to dance to the music from down below. It was nice to be held by him. He was so warm and cozy that I found myself with my head on his shoulder. I felt him shiver and at first I thought it was because he was cold, but then I realized my breath was probably tickling a sensitive spot along his neck. I felt an urge to lick him, but I withheld. He was being nice and I didn't want to scare him away. So instead I took a deep breath and sighed, sending another shiver down his spine.
"You're so sweet." I said brushing my lips against his neck as I spoke.
"How so?"
I smiled to myself. "Because you could be having fun at the Ball, but your dancing with a girl you hardly know on the roof."
"But there is the attraction. Here I am dancing with you without anyone around, away from the crowd in the Great Hall. There are no guys to cut in and there are no giddy girls drooling over me." I rolled my eyes. "There is only you and me." he Said as he tightened his hold.
"Don't you think that's a little improper?" I joked.
Draco pulled away and made his way to the door. "Well if you prefer a chaperon I will go get one of the professors."
No! Draco." I said slightly laughing and pulled him back. We weren't dancing anymore, just standing in front of one another staring. He eventually took my hand and led me to the edge of the roof where he sat down. I followed suit.
We just sat there for a while. I stifled a yawn and leaned my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and softly drew patterns on my upper arm.
"Thank you." I said.
"What for?"
"For all this, but mostly for bringing me to the hospital wing. " I told him.
He looked down at me. "I'll kill who ever pushed you."
I frowned. "How did you know I was pushed?"
"Something Pomfrey said when I came to visit you."
"You came to visit me?"
"You were asleep when I came."
"Oh."
We sat in silence for a while and then I went on to say "Don't"
"What?" He asked.
"Kill the person who pushed me. I have a feeling it was my brother. Ron can be a real git at times."
AN: Bum bum buuuuummmmm. Review, Flame, or do nothing at all. Its all good.
I am slightly with Madame Pomfrey. I wet to sleep after I wrote Fred his letter, just like I promised, but then I woke up a bit before dinner. She scolded me for at least ten minutes before slamming the door to her office in anger. I had fallen asleep shortly after that, but now once again I find myself awake. Just this time Madame Pomfrey isn't around. In fact I think she's sleeping in that office of hers.
The clock, that hung on the wall a little ways away, tells me that its 9 o'clock. In about an hour or so the Ball will be over. I'm going to miss the whole thing. I don't get it. What did I do that was so wrong that I have to miss out on the simple pleasures of life. The Chamber of Secrets, Tom Riddle, Harry not liking me (though I don't care about that any more), two years of imprisonment and torture, friends are dead, and my brother is dead. Ron hates me; he can't even recognize me. Pushed down stairs. And for what? To miss the Ball! what did I ever do?
Just then I heard a creak from the entrance, a set of footsteps followed. I was about to scream for help; I thought it was my attacker. But Draco stepped into the moonlight that was leaking through the windows.
"Draco?" I inquired. "What are you doing here?"
"Shhh.. not so loud, Black. You'll wake the nurse." he responded as he held his fingers to his lips to silence me. He pulled the covers off me then started to walk away. He was half way to the entrance when he turned around and motioned me to follow him. Half confused, half curious I followed him.
He led me for a good ten minutes up several stairs. I eventually stopped paying attention to where we were going and just concentrated on following. I think I may have been walking too slow because he turned for a second and took my hand and started to pull me into a faster pace. My legs started to hurt from climbing up so many stairs. I was about to ask him where we were going when he opened up a latch to a door directly above his head. He went through first and then pulled me up.
I was standing on the roof of the castle. It out looked the lake and the whomping willow; and if you strained enough you could see Hagrid's hut. The stars were out and everything looked just right.
"May I have this dance?" Draco asked with his arm out stretched. It was only then that I realized you could hear the soft hum of music. I supposed it was coming from the Great Hall. Everyone was there at the Ball.
I didn't answer Draco's question out right, I just simply took his hand. Draco pulled me close, but not too close, and started to dance to the music from down below. It was nice to be held by him. He was so warm and cozy that I found myself with my head on his shoulder. I felt him shiver and at first I thought it was because he was cold, but then I realized my breath was probably tickling a sensitive spot along his neck. I felt an urge to lick him, but I withheld. He was being nice and I didn't want to scare him away. So instead I took a deep breath and sighed, sending another shiver down his spine.
"You're so sweet." I said brushing my lips against his neck as I spoke.
"How so?"
I smiled to myself. "Because you could be having fun at the Ball, but your dancing with a girl you hardly know on the roof."
"But there is the attraction. Here I am dancing with you without anyone around, away from the crowd in the Great Hall. There are no guys to cut in and there are no giddy girls drooling over me." I rolled my eyes. "There is only you and me." he Said as he tightened his hold.
"Don't you think that's a little improper?" I joked.
Draco pulled away and made his way to the door. "Well if you prefer a chaperon I will go get one of the professors."
No! Draco." I said slightly laughing and pulled him back. We weren't dancing anymore, just standing in front of one another staring. He eventually took my hand and led me to the edge of the roof where he sat down. I followed suit.
We just sat there for a while. I stifled a yawn and leaned my head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and softly drew patterns on my upper arm.
"Thank you." I said.
"What for?"
"For all this, but mostly for bringing me to the hospital wing. " I told him.
He looked down at me. "I'll kill who ever pushed you."
I frowned. "How did you know I was pushed?"
"Something Pomfrey said when I came to visit you."
"You came to visit me?"
"You were asleep when I came."
"Oh."
We sat in silence for a while and then I went on to say "Don't"
"What?" He asked.
"Kill the person who pushed me. I have a feeling it was my brother. Ron can be a real git at times."
AN: Bum bum buuuuummmmm. Review, Flame, or do nothing at all. Its all good.