Title: Summer In Paris
Author: Saiya-jin Girl.
A/N: Disclaimer: I don't own HP. That's all you need to know right?
I may take a while to update sometimes, so just add it to your favorite stories list and you can check. I'm really busy with school and stuff, and this is my first posted HP Fic. Review please!!!!!
25) Accidents Do Happen.
Hermione had showered for the second time for the morning already, and washed out all of the jelly in her hair. She was now towel drying her hair in front of the mirror and Malfoy was in the shower. The mirror was getting fogged up and she wiped the glass with her hand.
"Malfoy, do you have to bathe with the water so hot?" she asked. "You're fogging up the glass." She said.
"Whatever." She heard him say. She got up and hung her towel on the rack.
"I think I'm gonna go and get started on my essay." She muttered.
"Home work? Why do you have homework? I though that when you're entering 7th year you don't get home work for the holidays." He said.
"I know, I'm writing a special essay. Its my application for head girl," she said.
"Really. Do you of all people have to apply? What competition do you have?" he asked.
"None really, I just want to do things the proper way." She said.
"So what are your plans for head girl? Are you gonna be another Percy?" he asked.
"Of course not." She said. "I will be strict of course, but, not that strict." She said. He poked his head out of the curtain and his blond hair was for once, not slicked back, but hanging to the sides.
"And will you punish me for being bad?" he asked with a wicked smile.
"Yes, detention." She said heading for the door.
"In your room I hope!" he said.
"In your dreams Malfoy." She said closing the door.
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Hermione was sitting at the table writing her essay when Malfoy stepped in the kitchen. His hair was combed back once again, and he was wearing a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. She looked up and smiled.
"I decided to go casual, how do I look?" he asked spreading his arms. She smiled and made a thumbs-up sign.
"It's good for a change." She said. He nodded and went over to the cupboard. He opened it and scanned it for something to eat and he found a bag of potato chips. "Please don't eat that in here." She said.
"Why?" he asked opening the bag.
"Because I'm trying to work." She said. He sighed and got up.
"Ok, I'm taking a walk to the house. I'll bring you some lunch."
"That would be nice…" she said. He sighed and then left the room. While walking down the path, he began thinking of all that he had been through so far. And now he was with a Mudblood. He still couldn't believe it, but it was true.
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The day was moving along fast, and soon it was six o'clock. Hermione was making some soup and Malfoy was reading her essay, which was about three rolls of parchment.
"So how is it?" she asked stirring the pot. He looked up.
"Its fine, nothing less that I would expect from you." He said. She smiled and nodded.
"Well, dinner is almost done, I'll be back." She said.
"Where to?" he asked.
"The bathroom." She said with a small laugh. He nodded and she left.
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That night on the balcony…
Pierre was walking along the corridor, quietly with his hands in his pockets. Lucie was sitting patiently on the balcony, looking down at the lake, and at the forest ahead. One particular reason she had chosen the West side, because it was more secluded and her plan would run smoothly. Pierre made his way slowly along the corridor feeling a sense of dread for some reason. He went through the doors that led to the balcony and he saw Lucie sitting on her wheelchair.
"Pierre, you have come." She said. He managed a small smile and went over to her. Things were not good between them.
"Lucie, I do not know if I can go on with this marriage." He said. She looked at him.
"Why?" she asked. He sighed.
"I do not know," he said. She began wheeling toward him and then he turned and looked at her.
"You are leaving me?" she asked. He looked at her and then he nodded. "Fine." She said. She whipped out her wand and then she pointed it at him. "Accio Wand." She said. Pierre's wand flew out of his pocket and she caught it in her hand. She smiled at him coldly and then he saw tears form in her eyes. "Thomas left me and had an affair with Adele. I thought that you were the one for me but apparently I was wrong." She said. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "And then, Andre. My so-called best friend sends me a letter and tells me that he's in another country! I hate all of you men!" she said angrily. Pierre took a step back and then he became aware that his back was leaning against the railing.
"Lucie please." He said. She said nothing and then she opened her mouth to curse him.
"I'm sorry Pierre, I did love you…once." She said. She finished it with a choked sob. "Crucio!" She said. A light shot out of her wand and hit Pierre. He fell over the balcony and he rolled up in a ball of pain. Lucie's eyes rolled up in her head and her wand fell to the floor. She began feeling very faint and she fell over. She knew that if she performed the curse she would be greatly weakened, even close to death. But if that was the price she had to pay, she would pay it. He deserved to die for what he did to her. Or did he?
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26) Walking Away
"What? What does this mean?" asked Uncle Charles angrily. He was waving a piece of parchment around in the air and then Malfoy stood up.
"Uncle Charles what the hell are you talking about?" he asked. Uncle Charles stopped his pacing and he plopped down on the couch and buried his face in his hands. Hermione rose up from Malfoy's side and she went over to Uncle Charles and picked up the crumpled piece of parchment from on the ground. She went over to Malfoy and they read it together.
Monsieur Charles,
Pierre has been in an accident. He is in critical condition and it is crucial that you come immediately.
Hermione gasped and she looked at Malfoy.
"An accident?" she said. He looked at her and then he went over to his Uncle.
"Uncle Charles, get up. You have to go and see him before he dies." He said. Hermione went over to him and touched his arm.
"I can heal him." She said to Malfoy. He looked at her and then he looked at his uncle.
"I'll be there, just go, please." His Uncle said. They left the room and then Malfoy looked at Hermione.
"You'll heal him?" he asked.
"If he wants me to," she said. He nodded and then took her hand.
"Lets go then." He said.
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Pierre lay on the bed, terribly bruised and broken. He was definitely on his deathbed, and Mama did all that she could to help him. They had found Lucie on the ground unconscious, and Pierre on the balcony below her. The situation looked suspicious, but no one would say anything until Lucie woke up. Pierre moaned in pain every few seconds and someone was wiping his brow. Hermione and Malfoy burst through the door and everyone stared at him. Hermione pulled out her wand and she went over to Pierre.
"Girl what are you doing?" a nurse hissed.
"I'm going to save him." She said. She went over to him and tried to hold in her tears when she saw his body. She felt Malfoy's hand on her shoulder and then she closed her eyes.
"Are you ready?" he asked her. She nodded and then took a deep breath. Time to heal. ^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
A/N: Well, just one little note, thank you all for the reviews!!! And I just have to make a few comments on some revews!
To DmBabe: Well, I do treasure my reviews and I really read them all!!!!!! Oh, and SAKE is just another word for like alcoholic beverages. I believe that its Japanese, and the reason for that is because I'm a huge anime freak as well as Harry potter, and LOTR. Oh and those stupid little things at the bottom are just stuff that come out of the abyss of my mind. I guess when I'm bored I do that, and I put myself in a short story with my favorite characters, so, that's all! ^_^
Dreaming Babe: Thanks about the OC's I though that they were kinda crazy at first, but they happen to be some of the best that I've created.
Thanks to everyone else! I can't name you all right now, but I will soon enough! ^_^
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A Poem
Sadness permeated the air
And I breathed in the scent
Time and time again
I knew that this feeling would come
And visit me once again
I fell to my knees and cried.
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"Life is but a dream that we aspire to achieve."
SOMEONE ASKED IF I WROTE THE POEMS AND I DID. I'M A POEM FANATIC, I WRITE THEM ALL THE TIME ^_^
AND SAKE IS GOOD!! (ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU'RE DRINKING WITH SANOSUKE!! ~_~)
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(I'm Lope)
Arwen: Well, why did you need the money?
Aragorn: Well, you see, I was in a…party and I had lost my wallet and…I needed money.
Arwen: Why couldn't you go to the bank?
Aragorn: Because I was having too much fun in the closet—I mean, um, cause I was tired.
Arwen: [Pulls out the sword again]
Aragorn: Please don't hurt me! [Goes down on his knees]
Arwen: Well, mister, you will be punished as I see fit tonight.
Aragorn: [whimpers]
Lope: @_@ uh…can I have my money?
Arwen: Fine, [gives Lope $10]
Lope: Thanks I think I'll go now…^_*