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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter although I wish I could. Very much.... Do you think Rowling could give it to me for a birthday present? I didn't think so.
Draco's Spirit
Chapter Seven
'...' indicates thought
*...* indicates emphasis on a word
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From last time:
After about ten minutes my eyes lighted on a little golden ball on the left side of the field. I took off headed straight for it. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the Slytherin seeker head for it as well. I was about eight feet away when I heard a scream.
I pulled my eyes off of the snitch and saw Hermione falling through the air towards the ground. Without even a second thought, I turned my broom around and raced to catch her.
I felt her land in my arms and I clutched her to me while heading for the ground. I landed and she hugged me, burying her head in my shoulder. "I'm so sorry Harry. I'm so sorry..."
"Shhhh... it's alright." Where'd that come from? I never intended to be nice to her.
I got ready to kick into the air again when chilling words hit me.
"Slytherin has won."
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*Draco POV*
My whole body seemed to freeze. It couldn't be. Slytherin can't have won. That would mean.... I lost. And since I lost.... I couldn't go back to life. All because of one stupid quidditch game.
I was numb, didn't even take in account the things going around me. The Slytherins cheering, the yells of encouragement from the Gryffindors; it didn't seem they minded they had lost. They were glad that their fellow housemate was safe. But for me... it was all over. Over.
Never again would I get to eat real food, or feel anything. I'd never get to help Mother and I'd never get to understand these strange feelings I had for Hermione. Because now, I had to go to Spirit World. I wouldn't be allowed to float and go wherever I pleased now. I would be cooped up, only able to watch the world from the distance.
I felt something wet trickle on my face. Was I crying? I looked up, still holding Hermione to me and saw that a storm was beginning. So even the Heavens were crying for me. I vaguely felt people patting me on the back encouragingly, saying that we'd show that Slytherin scum up at the next match.
I couldn't take it anymore. Taking a deep breath, I left Potter's body and once again became a spirit. Potter looked completely puzzled and quickly let go of Hermione. Had I really been holding her that close? And then his eyes closed and he fell to the ground, the pain finally overtaking him at last.
If I hadn't been feeling so bad for myself, I would have felt a little bad for him. He was going to be so confused when he woke up. Potter wouldn't remember saving Hermione or that Slytherin won. He would only remember falling to the ground from the air and then waking up to holding Hermione.
Slowly I made my way back to the spirit girls. They weren't laughing anymore. Both of them had water on their faces, and I don't think it was the rain. Pity shown in both sets of eyes, the purple and the blue.
Mia stepped towards me. "Draco, I'm..... I'm so sorry." She tried to put her hand on my arm but I sidestepped it.
"Don't me. It's not your fault."
I saw Mia and Mandela share a look between them. "Let's go back to Spirit World," said Mia softly. "Come on."
She mounted her broom and I climbed on behind her, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill down my face. That three letter word has just determined my fate. Won. W-O-N. Because of that word, I was leaving the world of the living.... forever. And forever was a long time.
No one spoke on the way back to Spirit World. The only noise was the rushing of the wind and the patter of the rain as it fell on us. I was still a bit confused about water. I could feel it even though I wasn't real, but I couldn't feel anything else. But pretty soon, I would feel nothing at all.
All too soon, the gates of Spirit World were seen and we rode through them, me with my sense of dread growing deeper. Mia stopped the broom and we all alighted. "You'd better head to your room Draco," she said quietly. "I have to go drop off the work for Sina.... and then..um.... I'll be back to pick you up."
The pink haired spirit took off at a slow walk towards Sina's office. Mandela put her arm on my shoulder. "Come on Draco. Let's go." And then she steered me towards my room, her arm a comforting presence in the dark gloom that seemed to surround me.
*End Draco POV*
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*Mia POV*
My normal bubbley attitude was gone. I had despertly wanted Draco to return to the world of the living. It just wasn't fair. He was such a nice person underneath. Look at what he'd done for Mandela!
He'd brought up a vibrant, happy, teenager from the depths of her. He'd chased away all the self-doubt she'd had and made us see what a wonderful person she was.
And then to add, he didn't even want to go back to life for himself. He wanted to go back to help his mother escape from his father.
When I looked up, I realized my thoughts had taken me right outside Sina's room. I knocked twice and waited for the okay to enter.
"Who is it?" called Sina in a singsong voice.
"It's Mia," I said.
The door swung open to reveal the leader of Spirit World, today dressed in purple overalls with a little yellow T-shirt underneath. "How'd Draco do?" she asked. "How much did we win by?"
It was then that she noticed the downcast look on my face. "Mia?" she asked, peering concernedly up at me, "are you alright?"
I shook my head and sank into a bright orange beanbag that was sitting near the door. "Mia, what's wrong?" She knelt down next to me, looking very serious for once.
"He... He lost Sina," I choked out, the tears once again spilling down my face. "He lost. Slytherin got the snitch."
"No... he couldn't..... how did he lose?" Sina asked, tears streaming down her face too. "Tell me how he lost."
"He...he would have gotten it Sina. But.. but...."
"But what?"
"A girl, Hermione Granger, fell from the stands and Draco went to catch her. He did, but the Slytherin seeker reached the snitch." I looked at Sina, pleading in my eyes. "Isn't there something you can do? Anything?"
She looked back at me, sadness lining her face. "I'm afraid not," she said softly. "They are only allowed one chance. And he didn't do it."
"This can't happen," I wailed. "It can't! Please Sina, can you not make an exception?"
The dark blue haired child shook her head. "I'm sorry Mia. I can't."
"Isn't there a loophole or something? Please Sina, I can't bear to take him away."
A look of hope crossed the young girl's features. "I think there might be a way."
"Really?" I wiped my eyes quickly with the back of my hand. "What is it?"
Sina went over to a giant bookcase and started to look at the titles. "You said that he saved her right?" I nodded. "Did he save her life?"
I recalled the scene in my mind. If Draco had not caught her, she would have fallen well over two hundred feet, an instant death. "Yes, he did."
"If I can find the right book, I think we may be able to do something. I believe there was a loophole if he ended up saving another person during his task."
I clapped my hands happily. "This is wonderful!"
Sina glared at me. "It would be wonderful.... if I could find the book. Come over here and give me a hand."
"Coming," I said happily. Because where there was a shed of hope, there was a way.
After a few minutes of searching, Sina came out from beneath a pile of books, a light green one clutched to her chest. "Found it!"
"Oh goody! Let's see what it says!"
We flipped open the ancient book and started to skim the pages. "Here it is," said Sina after a few moments. "It says that one of the three people closest to the victim must.... ohhh." She gave a laugh.
I peered over her shoulder and felt a grin rising on my face. "Draco's not going to like that," I giggled. "He's not going to like this at all."
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Sina and I made our way to Draco's room, delighted with our find. As long as Draco could do this one simple thing, he could go back to life. We both couldn't wait to see his face when we told him.
Raising her hand, Sina gave a sharp knock on the door and then entered, me following right behind. We were met with the site of Mandela and Draco sitting on the end of the bed, Mandela's arm draped over him in a comforting hug.
"Draco," said Sina authoritavely. "We have some big news for you."
I knew Sina was supposed to tell him, but I was way to excited and happy for him to let her continue talking. "You can go back to life Draco! You get another chance!" I ran over to the bed and threw my arms around a very surprised Draco.
He looked at me, disbelief in his face. "I... I can go back?"
"Yes," said Sina, "but you must complete a task."
He groaned. "Another one?"
"Correct. But this time someone else must do it for you."
"What do you mean?"
Sina and I shared a smile that bordered on evilness. "Oh, it's simple Draco," I said, "You just have to have someone kiss you."
"On the lips," added Sina with a giggle.
The two of us burst into laughter at the shocked expression on his face and Mandela joined in the laughter soon afterward.
"Who," he asked warily after we had stopped laughing, "do I have to kiss?"
"That question has an easy answer Draco," I said, still laughing. "You must be kissed by one of the three people who care about you the most."
"And those people would be?"
"One is you mother, the-"
"WHAT! That is so wrong, my mother kissing me like that. That... that.... that's gross!"
"Wait until you hear the rest," said Sina.
"Second is Harry Potter," I said before totally losing it and laughing so hard that I fell off my bed.
Draco's face paled even more so that he almost looked translucent. "Who's the third?"
"Hermione Granger," I said once I'd regained control of myself.
Sina butted into the conversation. "You have tonight and tomorrow to tell those three people. I will put a spell on you tonight at midnight. You have until midnight tomorrow to have one of those three kiss you."
"And if they don't?" he asked.
"Then you just have to wait eighty seven more years."
He took a deep breath. "Alright.... but how do I tell them?"
"You can talk to them in your dreams. But remember, you really only have tonight."
He nodded.
"Alright then," I said brightly. "Let's head to Hogwarts and perform the spell." And so a few minutes later, all four of us were headed for the magical castle to revive Draco and give him another chance at life.
*End Mia POV*
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*Draco POV*
Going back to Hogwarts that day made me feel like a new person. I had another chance at life, even though it was something I really wouldn't rather have done to me. Especially by Potter. A shudder ran through my body at that thought.
We reached the castle in record time. Sina steered her broom in and the other two, with me riding Mandela's this time, followed hers to the Great Hall and stopped in front of my casket.
Sina put her hands over my body and strange glow started to come out of them. A few seconds later, she withdrew her hands and turned to me. "Here is what happened. The glow is starting at your feet and will work its way up. No one but the three people discussed earlier will be able to see the glow. You have until midnight tomorrow. Good luck Draco."
Then suddenly, the little girl launched herself at me and hugged me around the middle. "I know you can convince them Draco. I know you can."
I smiled and patted the girl on her back. She made me think of a younger sister, the sister I never had, and I enjoyed having a sibling, even if it was a pretend one. Sina loosened her grip on me and stepped back. "You two," she said gesturing to the other spirit girls, "Come with me."
But before they left, Mia gave me a smile and then a surprised look as I allowed her to hug me. Let's just say I was in a very good mood. Mandela threw her arms around my neck and then left as well. I was now all alone.
I was making my way up towards Gryffindor tower when I thought of a problem. If I wasn't allowed in the girls dorms, how would I explain my predicament to Hermione? Fortunately, luck was on my side.
The girl was fast asleep in the common room, her head resting on a pile of books, her quill still in her hand. It appeared that she'd fallen asleep during homework. Poor girl, she was really stressing herself out.
I looked around once at the common room before placing my hand on her head and transporting myself to her dream. I stood up and saw myself on a beach. Hermione was stretched out on a towel in a blue and purple bikini reading a book.
Nice figure, I noted, Then I slapped myself. Was I complimenting *her* again? I cautiously made my way over and stood looking down on her. My shadow must have disturbed her because she looked up and then gasped.
"M-Malfoy. W-what... you're dead!"
"You read in your sleep Her-Granger?" I corrected myself just in time.
"What do you want Malfoy? Shouldn't the dead be resting in peace?"
"The truth is... I'm not dead."
She opened her mouth to contradict me, but I placed a hand over it. I didn't have time for this. "Look Hermione, I'm not dead. I'll be glowing silver until tomorrow at midnight. If you kiss me before then I come back to life. Got to go! Bye!"
And then I vanished from the dream. It wasn't until I'd left did I realize that I'd called her Hermione. But then I was on to destination two; Harry Potter.
A scream sounded in the hospital wing and Harry Potter sat straight up in bed, sweat making his pajamas cling to him. He had been told to stay the night in the hospital wing to make sure he was alright after his fall during quidditch that day.
Madam Pomfrey came running when she heard the scream. "Mr. Potter, are you alright?"
Harry shook his head. "No, no I'm not."
"What happened dear?"
"It... it was Malfoy... he...he... he kissed me!"
"Oh dear, it must be side affects of your fall. Just go back to bed Mr. Potter." She pushed Harry back down who was still muttering 'he kissed me' and then she turned and went back to her own bed. I don't think that went over too well.
I didn't really kiss him... it was the idea that I put in his head that did.... I don't think he'll be helping me out tomorrow.
My next stop was my home to see my mother. But when I got there, I knew she wouldn't be helping me out either. She was lying on the bed, her fair skin covered in bruises and cuts that my father had inflicted on her.
He was going to pay when I came alive again. I couldn't let him keep hurting her.
"Don't worry Mother," I said placing my hand on her arm. "Just hang in there a bit longer." And then I flooed back to Hogwarts - I'd been loaned a spirit floo powder for a while - and collapsed in an armchair and felt myself falling asleep.
*End Draco POV*
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*Hermione POV*
I woke up feeling extremely sore from falling asleep on books. And I also awoke extremely creeped out. Malfoy had come into my dream last night and had basically asked me to kiss his dead body. And he'd called me Hermione... A very strange dream indeed.
I went to the hospital wing later to talk to Harry about it, but Madam Pomfrey told me he had taken a sleeping potion and would be out of the world of the awake until tomorrow.
I knew I couldn't talk to Ron about this. He hated Malfoy with a passion and I don't think he'd want him to come back alive. But in a sense.... I did.
I wanted to see what kind of person he was on the inside because I knew he couldn't always be that cold. No person could.
The whole day passed normally, except for the fact that Harry wasn't with us. I never got the nerve to go up to the casket. I haven't gone up since that first night. In a way, I was afraid that it would all have been a dream and he really couldn't come back.
After all, it was just a dream and dreams were never real, right?
*End Hermione POV*
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*Draco POV*
Why wouldn't she just kiss me? I watched her the entire day and she made absolutely no move to even go near my body. What was wrong with her? I thought she wanted me to come back!
I air paced impatiently by my body, Sina, Mandela, and Mia all watching me with interest. They knew how much I wanted to be alive again, and I have a feeling that Mia and Sina actually went looking for a loophole of some sort so I could have another chance.
The clock bonged loudly in the Great Hall, announcing ten o clock. I had two hours for her to kiss me. Hermione was my only hope. I had heard that Potter was going to be asleep until tomorrow morning. I guess his dream scared him a lot.
Mia left the Great Hall and came back a few minutes later. "She's doing homework," announced the pink haired spirit.
I let out a moan of frustration. I was going to have to wait eighty- seven more years because she was doing homework? It was just so stupid.
The clock let out eleven rings an hour later. And that is when a figure made its way into the Great Hall, looking nervously about her.
"She came," whispered Mia. "She actually came."
We all watched with baited breath as she slowly made her way to the coffin. She peeked inside and let out a soft gasp before the Gryffindor crumpled to the ground.
"Oh my," said Sina, "it looks like she fainted."
I let out a howl of frustration. I was never going to be kissed! Then an idea struck me. "She's unconscious, right?"
"Yes," said Sina, "it looks that way."
"Well can't I just go into her body and kiss myself?"
"You could," said Sina, "but I wouldn't advise it."
"Why not?"
"Because if you were to do that, her spirit would go to your body and you would stay in hers. Then you would be alive again, but in her body."
I growled at Sina and then kneeled down next to the limp girl. "Please Hermione... wake up. I need you."
When Sina announced at 11:54 that I had six minutes left, I really began to panic. But at 11:58, Hermione slowly sat up, pressing her hand to her head. "Why am I in the Great Hall?" she mused aloud to herself.
She turned to go when all of a sudden she froze and made her way back to the coffin. "I don't believe it," she whispered. "It's true. Should I kiss him? It all just seems so strange... Well, here goes..."
She bent down and lowered her face to mine. Our lips connected, just as the clock struck twelve. Hermione pulled out of the kiss seconds later and glanced at my still form. "It didn't work... Was I too late?" She leaned her head against the casket and tears started to roll down her cheeks.
"I guess she was too late," said Mia sadly.
"Where's Draco?" asked Mandela, noticing that my presence was gone.
I felt my eyes open slowly, heavy with the days of sleep I'd had. And then carefully and slowly, I began to rise and then climbed out of the coffin, sprinkling the black roses to the floor.
"Look," said Mia breathlessly.
I knelt down next to the crying girl and placed a hand on her shoulder and pulled her to me. She looked up and drew in another breath. "M- Malfoy?" she stuttered.
I shook my head slightly. "No, it's Draco."
She burst into sobs and buried her head in my robes and I wrapped both of my arms around her and held her close.
"Isn't it a perfect ending?" asked Mia, looking at the two of us.
"This is only the beginning," said Sina gravely. "Now come, let's go home."
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Author's Notes:
That seemed like a good place to end. Isn't it beautiful?
I'm so happy with the way this chapter turned out. I had a lot of fun with Harry learning how he had to kiss Draco.... MWAHAHAHAHA
I know that a lot of you want this to be uploaded now...so I'll just really quickly type the reviewer's comments and then I'll be done!
Ja Na!
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Draco's Spirit
Chapter Seven
'...' indicates thought
*...* indicates emphasis on a word
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From last time:
After about ten minutes my eyes lighted on a little golden ball on the left side of the field. I took off headed straight for it. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the Slytherin seeker head for it as well. I was about eight feet away when I heard a scream.
I pulled my eyes off of the snitch and saw Hermione falling through the air towards the ground. Without even a second thought, I turned my broom around and raced to catch her.
I felt her land in my arms and I clutched her to me while heading for the ground. I landed and she hugged me, burying her head in my shoulder. "I'm so sorry Harry. I'm so sorry..."
"Shhhh... it's alright." Where'd that come from? I never intended to be nice to her.
I got ready to kick into the air again when chilling words hit me.
"Slytherin has won."
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*Draco POV*
My whole body seemed to freeze. It couldn't be. Slytherin can't have won. That would mean.... I lost. And since I lost.... I couldn't go back to life. All because of one stupid quidditch game.
I was numb, didn't even take in account the things going around me. The Slytherins cheering, the yells of encouragement from the Gryffindors; it didn't seem they minded they had lost. They were glad that their fellow housemate was safe. But for me... it was all over. Over.
Never again would I get to eat real food, or feel anything. I'd never get to help Mother and I'd never get to understand these strange feelings I had for Hermione. Because now, I had to go to Spirit World. I wouldn't be allowed to float and go wherever I pleased now. I would be cooped up, only able to watch the world from the distance.
I felt something wet trickle on my face. Was I crying? I looked up, still holding Hermione to me and saw that a storm was beginning. So even the Heavens were crying for me. I vaguely felt people patting me on the back encouragingly, saying that we'd show that Slytherin scum up at the next match.
I couldn't take it anymore. Taking a deep breath, I left Potter's body and once again became a spirit. Potter looked completely puzzled and quickly let go of Hermione. Had I really been holding her that close? And then his eyes closed and he fell to the ground, the pain finally overtaking him at last.
If I hadn't been feeling so bad for myself, I would have felt a little bad for him. He was going to be so confused when he woke up. Potter wouldn't remember saving Hermione or that Slytherin won. He would only remember falling to the ground from the air and then waking up to holding Hermione.
Slowly I made my way back to the spirit girls. They weren't laughing anymore. Both of them had water on their faces, and I don't think it was the rain. Pity shown in both sets of eyes, the purple and the blue.
Mia stepped towards me. "Draco, I'm..... I'm so sorry." She tried to put her hand on my arm but I sidestepped it.
"Don't me. It's not your fault."
I saw Mia and Mandela share a look between them. "Let's go back to Spirit World," said Mia softly. "Come on."
She mounted her broom and I climbed on behind her, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill down my face. That three letter word has just determined my fate. Won. W-O-N. Because of that word, I was leaving the world of the living.... forever. And forever was a long time.
No one spoke on the way back to Spirit World. The only noise was the rushing of the wind and the patter of the rain as it fell on us. I was still a bit confused about water. I could feel it even though I wasn't real, but I couldn't feel anything else. But pretty soon, I would feel nothing at all.
All too soon, the gates of Spirit World were seen and we rode through them, me with my sense of dread growing deeper. Mia stopped the broom and we all alighted. "You'd better head to your room Draco," she said quietly. "I have to go drop off the work for Sina.... and then..um.... I'll be back to pick you up."
The pink haired spirit took off at a slow walk towards Sina's office. Mandela put her arm on my shoulder. "Come on Draco. Let's go." And then she steered me towards my room, her arm a comforting presence in the dark gloom that seemed to surround me.
*End Draco POV*
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*Mia POV*
My normal bubbley attitude was gone. I had despertly wanted Draco to return to the world of the living. It just wasn't fair. He was such a nice person underneath. Look at what he'd done for Mandela!
He'd brought up a vibrant, happy, teenager from the depths of her. He'd chased away all the self-doubt she'd had and made us see what a wonderful person she was.
And then to add, he didn't even want to go back to life for himself. He wanted to go back to help his mother escape from his father.
When I looked up, I realized my thoughts had taken me right outside Sina's room. I knocked twice and waited for the okay to enter.
"Who is it?" called Sina in a singsong voice.
"It's Mia," I said.
The door swung open to reveal the leader of Spirit World, today dressed in purple overalls with a little yellow T-shirt underneath. "How'd Draco do?" she asked. "How much did we win by?"
It was then that she noticed the downcast look on my face. "Mia?" she asked, peering concernedly up at me, "are you alright?"
I shook my head and sank into a bright orange beanbag that was sitting near the door. "Mia, what's wrong?" She knelt down next to me, looking very serious for once.
"He... He lost Sina," I choked out, the tears once again spilling down my face. "He lost. Slytherin got the snitch."
"No... he couldn't..... how did he lose?" Sina asked, tears streaming down her face too. "Tell me how he lost."
"He...he would have gotten it Sina. But.. but...."
"But what?"
"A girl, Hermione Granger, fell from the stands and Draco went to catch her. He did, but the Slytherin seeker reached the snitch." I looked at Sina, pleading in my eyes. "Isn't there something you can do? Anything?"
She looked back at me, sadness lining her face. "I'm afraid not," she said softly. "They are only allowed one chance. And he didn't do it."
"This can't happen," I wailed. "It can't! Please Sina, can you not make an exception?"
The dark blue haired child shook her head. "I'm sorry Mia. I can't."
"Isn't there a loophole or something? Please Sina, I can't bear to take him away."
A look of hope crossed the young girl's features. "I think there might be a way."
"Really?" I wiped my eyes quickly with the back of my hand. "What is it?"
Sina went over to a giant bookcase and started to look at the titles. "You said that he saved her right?" I nodded. "Did he save her life?"
I recalled the scene in my mind. If Draco had not caught her, she would have fallen well over two hundred feet, an instant death. "Yes, he did."
"If I can find the right book, I think we may be able to do something. I believe there was a loophole if he ended up saving another person during his task."
I clapped my hands happily. "This is wonderful!"
Sina glared at me. "It would be wonderful.... if I could find the book. Come over here and give me a hand."
"Coming," I said happily. Because where there was a shed of hope, there was a way.
After a few minutes of searching, Sina came out from beneath a pile of books, a light green one clutched to her chest. "Found it!"
"Oh goody! Let's see what it says!"
We flipped open the ancient book and started to skim the pages. "Here it is," said Sina after a few moments. "It says that one of the three people closest to the victim must.... ohhh." She gave a laugh.
I peered over her shoulder and felt a grin rising on my face. "Draco's not going to like that," I giggled. "He's not going to like this at all."
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Sina and I made our way to Draco's room, delighted with our find. As long as Draco could do this one simple thing, he could go back to life. We both couldn't wait to see his face when we told him.
Raising her hand, Sina gave a sharp knock on the door and then entered, me following right behind. We were met with the site of Mandela and Draco sitting on the end of the bed, Mandela's arm draped over him in a comforting hug.
"Draco," said Sina authoritavely. "We have some big news for you."
I knew Sina was supposed to tell him, but I was way to excited and happy for him to let her continue talking. "You can go back to life Draco! You get another chance!" I ran over to the bed and threw my arms around a very surprised Draco.
He looked at me, disbelief in his face. "I... I can go back?"
"Yes," said Sina, "but you must complete a task."
He groaned. "Another one?"
"Correct. But this time someone else must do it for you."
"What do you mean?"
Sina and I shared a smile that bordered on evilness. "Oh, it's simple Draco," I said, "You just have to have someone kiss you."
"On the lips," added Sina with a giggle.
The two of us burst into laughter at the shocked expression on his face and Mandela joined in the laughter soon afterward.
"Who," he asked warily after we had stopped laughing, "do I have to kiss?"
"That question has an easy answer Draco," I said, still laughing. "You must be kissed by one of the three people who care about you the most."
"And those people would be?"
"One is you mother, the-"
"WHAT! That is so wrong, my mother kissing me like that. That... that.... that's gross!"
"Wait until you hear the rest," said Sina.
"Second is Harry Potter," I said before totally losing it and laughing so hard that I fell off my bed.
Draco's face paled even more so that he almost looked translucent. "Who's the third?"
"Hermione Granger," I said once I'd regained control of myself.
Sina butted into the conversation. "You have tonight and tomorrow to tell those three people. I will put a spell on you tonight at midnight. You have until midnight tomorrow to have one of those three kiss you."
"And if they don't?" he asked.
"Then you just have to wait eighty seven more years."
He took a deep breath. "Alright.... but how do I tell them?"
"You can talk to them in your dreams. But remember, you really only have tonight."
He nodded.
"Alright then," I said brightly. "Let's head to Hogwarts and perform the spell." And so a few minutes later, all four of us were headed for the magical castle to revive Draco and give him another chance at life.
*End Mia POV*
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*Draco POV*
Going back to Hogwarts that day made me feel like a new person. I had another chance at life, even though it was something I really wouldn't rather have done to me. Especially by Potter. A shudder ran through my body at that thought.
We reached the castle in record time. Sina steered her broom in and the other two, with me riding Mandela's this time, followed hers to the Great Hall and stopped in front of my casket.
Sina put her hands over my body and strange glow started to come out of them. A few seconds later, she withdrew her hands and turned to me. "Here is what happened. The glow is starting at your feet and will work its way up. No one but the three people discussed earlier will be able to see the glow. You have until midnight tomorrow. Good luck Draco."
Then suddenly, the little girl launched herself at me and hugged me around the middle. "I know you can convince them Draco. I know you can."
I smiled and patted the girl on her back. She made me think of a younger sister, the sister I never had, and I enjoyed having a sibling, even if it was a pretend one. Sina loosened her grip on me and stepped back. "You two," she said gesturing to the other spirit girls, "Come with me."
But before they left, Mia gave me a smile and then a surprised look as I allowed her to hug me. Let's just say I was in a very good mood. Mandela threw her arms around my neck and then left as well. I was now all alone.
I was making my way up towards Gryffindor tower when I thought of a problem. If I wasn't allowed in the girls dorms, how would I explain my predicament to Hermione? Fortunately, luck was on my side.
The girl was fast asleep in the common room, her head resting on a pile of books, her quill still in her hand. It appeared that she'd fallen asleep during homework. Poor girl, she was really stressing herself out.
I looked around once at the common room before placing my hand on her head and transporting myself to her dream. I stood up and saw myself on a beach. Hermione was stretched out on a towel in a blue and purple bikini reading a book.
Nice figure, I noted, Then I slapped myself. Was I complimenting *her* again? I cautiously made my way over and stood looking down on her. My shadow must have disturbed her because she looked up and then gasped.
"M-Malfoy. W-what... you're dead!"
"You read in your sleep Her-Granger?" I corrected myself just in time.
"What do you want Malfoy? Shouldn't the dead be resting in peace?"
"The truth is... I'm not dead."
She opened her mouth to contradict me, but I placed a hand over it. I didn't have time for this. "Look Hermione, I'm not dead. I'll be glowing silver until tomorrow at midnight. If you kiss me before then I come back to life. Got to go! Bye!"
And then I vanished from the dream. It wasn't until I'd left did I realize that I'd called her Hermione. But then I was on to destination two; Harry Potter.
A scream sounded in the hospital wing and Harry Potter sat straight up in bed, sweat making his pajamas cling to him. He had been told to stay the night in the hospital wing to make sure he was alright after his fall during quidditch that day.
Madam Pomfrey came running when she heard the scream. "Mr. Potter, are you alright?"
Harry shook his head. "No, no I'm not."
"What happened dear?"
"It... it was Malfoy... he...he... he kissed me!"
"Oh dear, it must be side affects of your fall. Just go back to bed Mr. Potter." She pushed Harry back down who was still muttering 'he kissed me' and then she turned and went back to her own bed. I don't think that went over too well.
I didn't really kiss him... it was the idea that I put in his head that did.... I don't think he'll be helping me out tomorrow.
My next stop was my home to see my mother. But when I got there, I knew she wouldn't be helping me out either. She was lying on the bed, her fair skin covered in bruises and cuts that my father had inflicted on her.
He was going to pay when I came alive again. I couldn't let him keep hurting her.
"Don't worry Mother," I said placing my hand on her arm. "Just hang in there a bit longer." And then I flooed back to Hogwarts - I'd been loaned a spirit floo powder for a while - and collapsed in an armchair and felt myself falling asleep.
*End Draco POV*
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*Hermione POV*
I woke up feeling extremely sore from falling asleep on books. And I also awoke extremely creeped out. Malfoy had come into my dream last night and had basically asked me to kiss his dead body. And he'd called me Hermione... A very strange dream indeed.
I went to the hospital wing later to talk to Harry about it, but Madam Pomfrey told me he had taken a sleeping potion and would be out of the world of the awake until tomorrow.
I knew I couldn't talk to Ron about this. He hated Malfoy with a passion and I don't think he'd want him to come back alive. But in a sense.... I did.
I wanted to see what kind of person he was on the inside because I knew he couldn't always be that cold. No person could.
The whole day passed normally, except for the fact that Harry wasn't with us. I never got the nerve to go up to the casket. I haven't gone up since that first night. In a way, I was afraid that it would all have been a dream and he really couldn't come back.
After all, it was just a dream and dreams were never real, right?
*End Hermione POV*
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*Draco POV*
Why wouldn't she just kiss me? I watched her the entire day and she made absolutely no move to even go near my body. What was wrong with her? I thought she wanted me to come back!
I air paced impatiently by my body, Sina, Mandela, and Mia all watching me with interest. They knew how much I wanted to be alive again, and I have a feeling that Mia and Sina actually went looking for a loophole of some sort so I could have another chance.
The clock bonged loudly in the Great Hall, announcing ten o clock. I had two hours for her to kiss me. Hermione was my only hope. I had heard that Potter was going to be asleep until tomorrow morning. I guess his dream scared him a lot.
Mia left the Great Hall and came back a few minutes later. "She's doing homework," announced the pink haired spirit.
I let out a moan of frustration. I was going to have to wait eighty- seven more years because she was doing homework? It was just so stupid.
The clock let out eleven rings an hour later. And that is when a figure made its way into the Great Hall, looking nervously about her.
"She came," whispered Mia. "She actually came."
We all watched with baited breath as she slowly made her way to the coffin. She peeked inside and let out a soft gasp before the Gryffindor crumpled to the ground.
"Oh my," said Sina, "it looks like she fainted."
I let out a howl of frustration. I was never going to be kissed! Then an idea struck me. "She's unconscious, right?"
"Yes," said Sina, "it looks that way."
"Well can't I just go into her body and kiss myself?"
"You could," said Sina, "but I wouldn't advise it."
"Why not?"
"Because if you were to do that, her spirit would go to your body and you would stay in hers. Then you would be alive again, but in her body."
I growled at Sina and then kneeled down next to the limp girl. "Please Hermione... wake up. I need you."
When Sina announced at 11:54 that I had six minutes left, I really began to panic. But at 11:58, Hermione slowly sat up, pressing her hand to her head. "Why am I in the Great Hall?" she mused aloud to herself.
She turned to go when all of a sudden she froze and made her way back to the coffin. "I don't believe it," she whispered. "It's true. Should I kiss him? It all just seems so strange... Well, here goes..."
She bent down and lowered her face to mine. Our lips connected, just as the clock struck twelve. Hermione pulled out of the kiss seconds later and glanced at my still form. "It didn't work... Was I too late?" She leaned her head against the casket and tears started to roll down her cheeks.
"I guess she was too late," said Mia sadly.
"Where's Draco?" asked Mandela, noticing that my presence was gone.
I felt my eyes open slowly, heavy with the days of sleep I'd had. And then carefully and slowly, I began to rise and then climbed out of the coffin, sprinkling the black roses to the floor.
"Look," said Mia breathlessly.
I knelt down next to the crying girl and placed a hand on her shoulder and pulled her to me. She looked up and drew in another breath. "M- Malfoy?" she stuttered.
I shook my head slightly. "No, it's Draco."
She burst into sobs and buried her head in my robes and I wrapped both of my arms around her and held her close.
"Isn't it a perfect ending?" asked Mia, looking at the two of us.
"This is only the beginning," said Sina gravely. "Now come, let's go home."
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Author's Notes:
That seemed like a good place to end. Isn't it beautiful?
I'm so happy with the way this chapter turned out. I had a lot of fun with Harry learning how he had to kiss Draco.... MWAHAHAHAHA
I know that a lot of you want this to be uploaded now...so I'll just really quickly type the reviewer's comments and then I'll be done!
Ja Na!
Oh yeah! One more thing! I'm looking for 50 reviews before I update! ^^
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Reviewer's Comments:
~*~Dracowar~*~ I did! I did! Sessha has done it! ^^
~*~rogue_solus~*~ YYH rocks! Hiei is my fave character! Who's yours??
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~*~LishaChan~*~I'm glad you didn't tell... we wouldn't have wanted to ruin it for everyone! ^^
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~*~HalownKougra~*~ Yep, long chappie! ^^ This one was a little shorter. Well she did, but she had to for my story to work! ^^
~*~edarcy03~*~ I'll try to read P&P... as soon as I have time. Some people *points to someone (no names)* is basically biting me to update! Owwwww.... she bit me!
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~BrittneyAnna~*~ I'm not sure who her dad is... cuz he doesn't really play a part in this story. I don't think I'll have demons, but maybe I can add some... Bye!
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