A/N: Well I sort of gave up on this story for awhile but now that I look
back on it I see I actually had some sort of plot coming along. So here
goes the newest chappy and I hope I will come it up this time. Sorry again
for the long wait.
"Draco," Hermione contemplated.
"Wah?" He asked opening his eyes to look at her.
Harry, Draco, and Hermione had been sitting in Dumbledore's office for what seemed like days (although it had hardly been two hours.) Harry sat in one of the chairs trying to listen to Hermione and stay awake at the same time. Hermione seemed hyped with caffeine and had been pacing around the room and questioning Draco for the last hour. She was like a caged lioness in a zoo.
"Will you please answer my question?" Hermione demanded.
"Muh uh," Draco replied, sitting up a little straighter. "What was it again?"
"What does your father look like?" Hermione asked again.
"Well me I guess," Draco answered groggily. "His eyes are more gray than blue though."
"It must have been your father," Hermione reasoned. "If you really are telling the truth, that is."
"Of course I am, ask anyone," Draco said. He was starting to act a little fidgety though.
"There is something you're not telling us," Harry said as Draco got up and started to pace around as Hermione had.
"Well I am sure if there is Granger here would know, seeing as she has used it before," Draco winked at Hermione.
Hermione's face became confused. She was about to start questioning him again but Dumbledore and McGonagall walked in. They told them to go beck to there dorm's and get some rest. Draco walked out and headed toward the dungeons and Harry and Hermione walked back up the stair to Gryffindor Tower. Hermione didn't go back to bed though. She went through all the books she had about magical time travel. But, as Draco had said, Hermione had done it before. Hermione knew the only time she broke the rules was when she was with Harry and Ron. And that one time... that had to be it. Hermione got up scattering papers everywhere and ran up to the boy's dorm. She needed to talk to Harry and Ron.
A/N: I am going shopping so…. I'll write later….Bye! REVIEW!!!!
"Draco," Hermione contemplated.
"Wah?" He asked opening his eyes to look at her.
Harry, Draco, and Hermione had been sitting in Dumbledore's office for what seemed like days (although it had hardly been two hours.) Harry sat in one of the chairs trying to listen to Hermione and stay awake at the same time. Hermione seemed hyped with caffeine and had been pacing around the room and questioning Draco for the last hour. She was like a caged lioness in a zoo.
"Will you please answer my question?" Hermione demanded.
"Muh uh," Draco replied, sitting up a little straighter. "What was it again?"
"What does your father look like?" Hermione asked again.
"Well me I guess," Draco answered groggily. "His eyes are more gray than blue though."
"It must have been your father," Hermione reasoned. "If you really are telling the truth, that is."
"Of course I am, ask anyone," Draco said. He was starting to act a little fidgety though.
"There is something you're not telling us," Harry said as Draco got up and started to pace around as Hermione had.
"Well I am sure if there is Granger here would know, seeing as she has used it before," Draco winked at Hermione.
Hermione's face became confused. She was about to start questioning him again but Dumbledore and McGonagall walked in. They told them to go beck to there dorm's and get some rest. Draco walked out and headed toward the dungeons and Harry and Hermione walked back up the stair to Gryffindor Tower. Hermione didn't go back to bed though. She went through all the books she had about magical time travel. But, as Draco had said, Hermione had done it before. Hermione knew the only time she broke the rules was when she was with Harry and Ron. And that one time... that had to be it. Hermione got up scattering papers everywhere and ran up to the boy's dorm. She needed to talk to Harry and Ron.
A/N: I am going shopping so…. I'll write later….Bye! REVIEW!!!!
