Title: Armageddon HP Style
Author: Jennifer
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, nor do I own any of the original scenes or dialogue from the movie Armageddon.
Chapter Fifteen: Malfoy Loses It
"Alright, drive it in further," Harry coached.
"Whoa," Draco muttered to himself, as he picked up a machine gun, "nice. How come we didn't get any training for this? Heh, I could take out this asteroid single-handedly. Alright guys, take a break and step back. I'll take it from here."
Then he started firing the gun. "Whoa! Sorry Harry!" Draco yelled as Harry ducked.
"Draco, what in the hell are you doing?" Harry screamed.
"Draco stopped firing the gun for a minute. "Wow! This is so much fun it's freaky!"
Everyone ducked for cover as Draco began firing again. "Meet your maker, asteroid!" Draco yelled as he fired at the large rock.
Smith tackled him to the ground.
"Have you lost your mind, Draco?" Harry asked.
"He's got space dementia," said Smith.
Then the ground started to shake. Oliver looked in fear. "Oliver," Harry said. "Downshift slowly and put it in reverse."
The ground began to tremble more violently. "Oh, God, this is not good," Oliver exclaimed.
"Oliver! Back out now!" Harry screamed.
"Oh, Jesus, help me!" Oliver yelled.
Then, the Armadillo began to lift off the ground. "I'm bailing!" Oliver said as he went to get out. But it was too late. The Armadillo tumbled backwards, out of sight.
"NOOO!" Screamed Harry.
"Goodbye Oliver," said Draco.
"OLIVER!"
"Take care, buddy."
And just like that, Oliver was gone, and so was their drill and all their equipment. Harry walked over to where the Armadillo had been and picked up a handful of dust. Letting it run through his fingers, a single tear ran down his face. "Get ahold of William," he said. "Prepare the world for bad news."
"We're getting sketchy information that the mission has suffered massive failure. And what we're trying to do right now is find out exactly what that means.
"I repeat, we're getting leaky information from several NASA officials, several hurrying home to be with their families, that the drilling was…unsuccessful."
"Many have flocked to churches and synagogues, praying."
"This could very well be our final hour."
"We're going to go off the air now…good luck, and God bless."
"Well, I guess we'll do it the president's way. I'll order an evac," said William.
"Can they still take off?" Hermione asked in a tiny voice.
"We hope so," he said, turning away.
She tackled him to the ground. "You were the one that pulled them into this! That is my best friend up there, so I don't want to hear 'we hope so'!"
