Title: Armageddon HP Style
Author: Jennifer
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters or any of the original dialogue from the movie Armageddon.
Chapter Five: A Day Off
I could stay awake
Just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life
In this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure…
Harry walked with William. "I want my team to have the night off."
"What if they talk? What if they get hurt?"
"What if they get up there and forget what they're fighting for? Did you see those guys? They're ready to crack."
"I don't know…" William's voice trailed off.
"Do you have any family, William?" Harry asked.
"A wife and two daughters," he answered.
"Wouldn't you like to spend tonight with your wife and daughters? For all we know, this could be the last night they ever see Earth. I don't think it's too much to let them spend it with their families."
William nodded.
"I'm not asking you. I'm telling you. Make this happen." With that, Harry walked away.
At 7:00 that evening, the gates opened, and the two teams were set free for their night off before launch the next day. Fred and George immediately went to a novelty shop to load up on tricks to play on their night of freedom.
"Hey, what's this?" George asked, holding up a fake cigarette.
"It must be one of those candy sticks," Fred shrugged.
"Mmm. Yummy!" George exclaimed as he popped it into his mouth. The look on his face told Fred that it wasn't a candy stick. He spit it out and threw the fake cigarette across the shop.
Author's Note: YAY! The Animal Crackers Scene!
I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you, baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing…
"You know what I was thinking?" Ron said to Hermione.
"What?" she replied, giggling.
"I really don't think that the animal cracker qualifies as a cracker," he answered, holding up a sugary lion-shaped cookie.
"Why?"
"Well, it's sweet, which to me suggests cookie, and, I don't know, putting cheese on something is a characteristic of what makes a cracker a cracker. I don't know why I thought of that, I just…" Ron's voice trailed off and he smiled.
"Baby you have such sweet pillow talk," Hermione said, running a hand through his hair.
"We have a little animal cracker discovery channel thing going here," he said. "Watch the gazelle as he grazes through the open plains." He moved the gazelle animal cracker up her stomach. "Now look as the cheetah approaches. Watch as he stalks his prey." She smiled. "Now the gazelle's a little spooked. He could head north…" he moved the cookie up to her breasts, "to the mountainous peaks above," she laughed, "Or he could go south. The gazelle now faces man's most perilous question: north? Or south? Way…down…under."
"Baby?" Hermione said. He looked up at her. "Is it possible that anyone else in the world is doing this very same thing at this very same moment?"
He stared into her eyes. "I hope so. Otherwise, what the hell are we trying to save?"
They smiled and moved in for a kiss.
I don't wanna close my eyes
I don't wanna fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing…
