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Disclaimer: I don't own any characters except for Zack, Mina, Jane &
Various others.
Hope you enjoy. Please R/R. - SavagePrincess
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Innocent Desire
Chapter 10: Distressful Situations
An eerie voice echoed off the walls of the hallway walls, sending shivers down her
spine. Memories of old and new floated before her eyes in a fog that blocked any view she would
otherwise have. Voices echoed from the memories quickly disappeared as she began to run down the
hallway, her only light, torches, lighting as she ran past.
She ran and ran till she came to doors lining the hallway. She was past the fog. All the
doors were closed save one at the end of the corridor. She ran toward it, but it only seemed farther away.
The voice she had heard previously echoed again from the doorway. A shadow came toward her, looming
over her fragile form, making the light fade away. She had to make it through this darkness or she would
never be able to warn them in time. It would be too late. What was she to do?
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Harry Potter sat in his room feeling refreshed from his shower, but distressed. You see, Hermione
had not been seen since after DADA class. She had been acting strange lately. First, she didn't show up at
the Divination room so they could walk to DADA. Then when he walks in to that class, Hermione and
Draco were sitting in the back talking like they were the best of friends. What was she thinking fraternizing
with the enemy? He had to talk to her.
He got out off his bed , tried to tame his unruly hair, to no avail, and changed into a pair of baggy
jeans and a tight white shirt that showed off his muscles, acquired from Quidditch games and practices,
both in school and at the Weasley's house, . That would impress some people, maybe even Hermione. And
what was up with that prat Malfoy and Hermione? Why had they been talking to each other or even sitting
next to each other. They hated each other. Right?
Trying to forget it, he went down to the Great Hall for lunch. Ron waved him over to a seat in
the middle of the table. "Whatsa matter, Harry? You've been off your rocker since this morning. When we
went to DADA class the other day, you looked like you saw a ghost."
"I'm fine, Ron. Now lets eat, I'm starving." Harry said and picked up a chicken leg, smothered
it with barbeque sauce, and stuffed it in his mouth. Ron left it at that and started pigging out on some
chicken legs and roasted corn. They felt someone try and come sit between them, which happened to be
Hermione, who they gave strange looks at as she was dragged away by none other than Draco Malfoy.
"What was that all about?" Harry asked.
"Beats me." Ron asked between bites of potato salad.
They both forgot about it and went on eating, but Harry was still thinking to himself. What were they up
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Neville Longbotham was a rather forgetful boy, but one thing he never forgot was what he felt for
a particular Gryffindor girl. This particular girl was smart, pretty, and was always sticking up for him,
except for in First year when she had put him in a full body bind for trying to stop them sneaking out. But
other than that she was the perfect girl for him.
"Hermione Longbotham' he thought, ' has a nice ring to it."
He had liked her since first year and he hadn't had the courage to tell her his true feelings. But today was the day he was finally going to tell her how he felt.
"I can do this." He told himself as he headed down for lunch. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx
"What is it Hermione? Why have you got to go?" Draco asked as Hermione jumped out of her seat and practically ran toward the staff table.
"I have to go home because..." Hermione said stopping and turning around "because I have to go
to say goodbye to my dad and mum."
"What for? You only just saw them the other day."
"Because they're going to split up"
Draco looked at her quizzingly "Split up?"
"They're getting a divorce, you knitwit. I won't be able to stay with my dad because he never
wanted me and I can't stay with my mum because she can't pay child support. I have to go and live with
my Aunt Ista. She's the only one that will take me in. The rest all think I'm a freak for coming here."
Hermione said and burst into tears.
"Oh... I'm sorry Hermione. Is there anything I can do?" he said, possessively wrapping his arms
around her, as she sobbed into his shoulder. Thinking for a second, Draco pushed Hermione away a little
then said, "I have an idea."
Hermione just stood there watching Draco run up to the Headmaster, talk to him for a minute, then
summon a piece of parchment and a quill from nowhere. He wrote something on the parchment and put
down the quill, which disappeared, then rolled it up and attached it to Kirim's leg and whispered something
into the owl's ear and sent it on it's way. "Now we have to wait. Come on, let's go back to the Headroom."
Draco said helping her out of the Great Hall and up the stairs to the portrait of the little girl. "Slither-hither"
Hermione couldn't contain her sorrow about her parents. Draco sat her on the couch and let her
cry into his shoulder. A bell rang in the distance and Hermione jumped. " We have to go to class." She said.
"No we don't. One we're head boy/head girl we can skip classes and say we had head duty. Second I
talked to Dumbledore and he gave you permission to skip classes today and tommorow. And since I am
your bodyguard I get to skip too. Dumbledore also said he had arranged for a carriage to take you to see
your parents on Wednesday and you will move in with your Aunt Ista. I had to write to her to let her know
we, I mean, you were coming."
Under normal circumstances, Hermione would have noticed his quick change in sentence, but
being disheveled and full of sorrow, she just kept on crying into Draco's shoulder till she was utterly
exhausted, thereby she fell asleep in his arms.
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Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson were in a good mood. See Pansy and Blaise had made a deal.
Pansy, being the whore and sneak that she was, had overheard Blaise and Snape's discussion and therefore
decided to blackmail him if he didn't help her. So Blaise, who conviently now had the password to the
Head Common Room, had agreed to let Pansy in with him. Pansy, being the whore that she was, was going
to sneak into Draco's room, as you might have guessed. Both satisfied with the terms,they had snuck to the
portrait of the little girl, muttered the password, and stood there waiting. They waited, and waited, and
waited, but nothing happened, to their surprise and disenchantment. Angry, they headed away to talk to a
usually disgruntled professor Snape, who had obviously given them the wrong password.
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So what do you think? Sorrry I drew it out so long, but I couldn't just tell you what happened right away, could I? Well hoped you enjoyed. Please R/R if you wish. I will continue onto
Chpt 11: Meetings and Greetings
Love always, Savage Princess
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters except for Zack, Mina, Jane &
Various others.
Hope you enjoy. Please R/R. - SavagePrincess
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Innocent Desire
Chapter 10: Distressful Situations
An eerie voice echoed off the walls of the hallway walls, sending shivers down her
spine. Memories of old and new floated before her eyes in a fog that blocked any view she would
otherwise have. Voices echoed from the memories quickly disappeared as she began to run down the
hallway, her only light, torches, lighting as she ran past.
She ran and ran till she came to doors lining the hallway. She was past the fog. All the
doors were closed save one at the end of the corridor. She ran toward it, but it only seemed farther away.
The voice she had heard previously echoed again from the doorway. A shadow came toward her, looming
over her fragile form, making the light fade away. She had to make it through this darkness or she would
never be able to warn them in time. It would be too late. What was she to do?
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Harry Potter sat in his room feeling refreshed from his shower, but distressed. You see, Hermione
had not been seen since after DADA class. She had been acting strange lately. First, she didn't show up at
the Divination room so they could walk to DADA. Then when he walks in to that class, Hermione and
Draco were sitting in the back talking like they were the best of friends. What was she thinking fraternizing
with the enemy? He had to talk to her.
He got out off his bed , tried to tame his unruly hair, to no avail, and changed into a pair of baggy
jeans and a tight white shirt that showed off his muscles, acquired from Quidditch games and practices,
both in school and at the Weasley's house, . That would impress some people, maybe even Hermione. And
what was up with that prat Malfoy and Hermione? Why had they been talking to each other or even sitting
next to each other. They hated each other. Right?
Trying to forget it, he went down to the Great Hall for lunch. Ron waved him over to a seat in
the middle of the table. "Whatsa matter, Harry? You've been off your rocker since this morning. When we
went to DADA class the other day, you looked like you saw a ghost."
"I'm fine, Ron. Now lets eat, I'm starving." Harry said and picked up a chicken leg, smothered
it with barbeque sauce, and stuffed it in his mouth. Ron left it at that and started pigging out on some
chicken legs and roasted corn. They felt someone try and come sit between them, which happened to be
Hermione, who they gave strange looks at as she was dragged away by none other than Draco Malfoy.
"What was that all about?" Harry asked.
"Beats me." Ron asked between bites of potato salad.
They both forgot about it and went on eating, but Harry was still thinking to himself. What were they up
to? He was going to talk to Hermione if it was the last thing he did. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx
Neville Longbotham was a rather forgetful boy, but one thing he never forgot was what he felt for
a particular Gryffindor girl. This particular girl was smart, pretty, and was always sticking up for him,
except for in First year when she had put him in a full body bind for trying to stop them sneaking out. But
other than that she was the perfect girl for him.
"Hermione Longbotham' he thought, ' has a nice ring to it."
He had liked her since first year and he hadn't had the courage to tell her his true feelings. But today was the day he was finally going to tell her how he felt.
"I can do this." He told himself as he headed down for lunch. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxx
"What is it Hermione? Why have you got to go?" Draco asked as Hermione jumped out of her seat and practically ran toward the staff table.
"I have to go home because..." Hermione said stopping and turning around "because I have to go
to say goodbye to my dad and mum."
"What for? You only just saw them the other day."
"Because they're going to split up"
Draco looked at her quizzingly "Split up?"
"They're getting a divorce, you knitwit. I won't be able to stay with my dad because he never
wanted me and I can't stay with my mum because she can't pay child support. I have to go and live with
my Aunt Ista. She's the only one that will take me in. The rest all think I'm a freak for coming here."
Hermione said and burst into tears.
"Oh... I'm sorry Hermione. Is there anything I can do?" he said, possessively wrapping his arms
around her, as she sobbed into his shoulder. Thinking for a second, Draco pushed Hermione away a little
then said, "I have an idea."
Hermione just stood there watching Draco run up to the Headmaster, talk to him for a minute, then
summon a piece of parchment and a quill from nowhere. He wrote something on the parchment and put
down the quill, which disappeared, then rolled it up and attached it to Kirim's leg and whispered something
into the owl's ear and sent it on it's way. "Now we have to wait. Come on, let's go back to the Headroom."
Draco said helping her out of the Great Hall and up the stairs to the portrait of the little girl. "Slither-hither"
Hermione couldn't contain her sorrow about her parents. Draco sat her on the couch and let her
cry into his shoulder. A bell rang in the distance and Hermione jumped. " We have to go to class." She said.
"No we don't. One we're head boy/head girl we can skip classes and say we had head duty. Second I
talked to Dumbledore and he gave you permission to skip classes today and tommorow. And since I am
your bodyguard I get to skip too. Dumbledore also said he had arranged for a carriage to take you to see
your parents on Wednesday and you will move in with your Aunt Ista. I had to write to her to let her know
we, I mean, you were coming."
Under normal circumstances, Hermione would have noticed his quick change in sentence, but
being disheveled and full of sorrow, she just kept on crying into Draco's shoulder till she was utterly
exhausted, thereby she fell asleep in his arms.
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Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson were in a good mood. See Pansy and Blaise had made a deal.
Pansy, being the whore and sneak that she was, had overheard Blaise and Snape's discussion and therefore
decided to blackmail him if he didn't help her. So Blaise, who conviently now had the password to the
Head Common Room, had agreed to let Pansy in with him. Pansy, being the whore that she was, was going
to sneak into Draco's room, as you might have guessed. Both satisfied with the terms,they had snuck to the
portrait of the little girl, muttered the password, and stood there waiting. They waited, and waited, and
waited, but nothing happened, to their surprise and disenchantment. Angry, they headed away to talk to a
usually disgruntled professor Snape, who had obviously given them the wrong password.
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So what do you think? Sorrry I drew it out so long, but I couldn't just tell you what happened right away, could I? Well hoped you enjoyed. Please R/R if you wish. I will continue onto
Chpt 11: Meetings and Greetings
Love always, Savage Princess