Title: - A Muggle Adventure Part 5 (Hagrid's Chin)
Date of Draft: - 30/07/03 - Updated 06/12/05
Author: - Ibanez
Rating: - PG
Warnings: - Slash, Harry/Draco
Summary: - Harry and Draco go to Hogwarts... And why is Ron ignoring harry?
Authors Note: - Enjoy this while you can, I'm not too happy with this chapter and will probably replace it with something else at some point.
'I'll get some Muggle food for the journey' He had said to Draco. 'Get on the train and find a nice empty compartment!' How can he get through the gate. It had somehow sealed itself. Draco's mind whirled through all the possibilities. Death Eaters! Voldemort! His Dad! Perhaps he hadn't run fast enough at it. He had only been through it once before, he usually turned up with his dad by using the Malfoy Portkey.
Stepping back a few yards he crouched as he readied himself for a run. leaping of his feet he sprinted at the wall... And nearly broke his nose as he crashed against the bricks ending up in an ungraceful heap on the floor. He jumped up stubbornly and kicked the solid wall. he kicked it again, just to check. He was beginning to get agitated. If it wasn't working, where were the Hogwarts Students that were trying to get to the school. Unless it wasn't about speed, but rather faith that it was there.
He closed his eyes and forced himself to believe that there actually was a door there and he pressed his hands against it. It suddenly felt silky soft and warm. As his hands moved he could almost hear the train venting steam. He opened his eyes to look at the site.
"Oi! Get yer hands off me!" Said a gruff bloke in a silk shirt.
"Bloody pervert!" He said as he walked off... "Runnin' his hands all over me..."
Draco blushed and wiped his hands on his own shirt. He looked around to make sure no one else had witnessed it, mostly Harry. He tried once more, closing his eyes and pressing his hands against the wall. This time he felt the cold brickwork of the barrier between platforms 9 and 10. He pushed, and pushed until he was trying to force his shoulder through the masonry with audible grunts.
"Draco, What are you doing?" Harry asked standing casually beside Draco."I can't get through. I think Death Eaters have sealed it." Draco said breathing heavily."
"No, it's the next wall up. You're on the wrong platform divider."
Draco stuffed his hands into his pocket, bowed his head and walked up to the next divider between the platform. Harry shook his head in disbelief as he watched Draco walk sheepishly through the proper doorway to platform 9 3/4."
"Harry!" Ron immediately hollered as they stumbled though the gate. They were being beckoned over. "Over here!" Harry led the way clutching his shopping bags.."
"Hi, Ron. How's the job search going?" Harry asked. Since leaving Hogwarts Ron had been searching for a job everywhere. It seemed that he had spent 'too' much time with Harry. Everyone was afraid that he might attract bad things. Although they were even more reluctant to employ Harry. Harry though, was an Auror in training, while Draco was a wizard robe catwalk model. Hermione was a hairdresser. With all her knowledge and wisdom, it was her hair that determined her fate.
"Well, bad at the moment, but Fred and George said they would give me a job it it came to the worst." Ron shrugged. "How's the training."
"Well, he doesn't quite get to grips with a movie yet but I think he..." Harry began.
"No, I mean the Auror training." Ron interrupted
"Oh, its hard work. Lots of extra studies." Harry sighed.
"So that's why you dated Draco!" Ron said it more like a statement than a question.
Harry skilfully skirted the subject. "Where's Hermione?"
"She's on the train talking to the driver. She waned to know how the train works." Ron looked up the train towards the locomotive.
Ron, Draco and Hermione clambered on the train and found an empty compartment where they sat quietly for about fifteen minutes.
"Why isn't the train moving?" Draco asked."
"No idea. Ron?"
Ron Shrugged.
"No idea, what?" Hermione said stepping into the compartment.
"Why the train is still in the station?" Harry said.
"Oh, well I was talking to him about how the train works and the differences with Muggle trains and after ten minutes he screamed and ran out. I think they are trying to find him." Hermione frowned. "Can any of you drive a train?"
"I don't remember those lessons at school" Draco commented.
"Oh Draco! I never saw you there, merged with Harry like a co-joined twin." Hermione said skillfully whitholding any trace of emotion.
"Was that an insult?" He said aloud. Then to Harry, "Harry, was that an insult?"
Harry shrugged. "So why are we going back to Hogwarts, after all we did leave the school. Unless they decided our exams weren't actually good enough"
"I think its some sort of surprise. I got a letter from Minerva saying that we should all bring out dress robes... Say... did you bring something to wear?" Hermione asked taking a seat. She was looking at the bags of clothes that the two seemed to have brought with them.
"Yeah." Harry said, completely forgetting that they should have brought their dress robes. He detected the slightest whimper from Draco. Finally the train began to move, edging its way up the track, gaining speed. Finally it was belting along the tracks making up for lost speed. The journey passed quickly this year and it wasn't long before they were all stepping of the train wearily.
Draco was deep in thought when all of a suidden. "Firs' year 'ere! Firs' years over 'ere please!" Draco jerked to full attention as the large form of Hagrid shouted over his head."
"Oww... Hagrid!" Draco complained. He looked up at the large form of the Half-giant and gave another shriek.
"Oh Alright Draco, how's you and Harry?" He asked.
"Face..! Chin..! Hair..!" Draco stammered.
"Oh yer like it? I thought I should get rid of all that hair for the part eh?" Hagrid beamed.
"My god it's horri..." Draco was cut off by Harry elbowing his way in.
"...Wonderful.." Harry finished. "Makes you look ten years younger."
"Aww!" Hagrid patted Harry on the head who saw stars. Hagrid grinned and wandered of looking for First years that might have fallen between the gap of the train and the platform. It seemed that even in the Wizarding world there was never enough concrete to just quite reach the edge of the train. It usually stopped about half a foot from the train. Just enough to twist an ankle, or if you was really small, to disappear altogether.
"Harry?" Draco asked.
"Hm?"
"I will meet you up at the school. I have a few things I have to pick up." He said casually before turning his voice to a whisper. "Dress robes!"
"Okay!" Whispered Harry. "But if you get me that pink one again I will kill you!"
"It was pale red. I like pale red."
"But everyone was calling me Harriet for the whole night." Harry said through gritted teeth. "Get me something that 'I' would buy!"
Draco smiled."Okay!" He walked off in a direction away from the rest of the school. Harry, Ron and Hermione took a horseless carriage up to the school.
TO BE CONCLUDED...