-1The Darkest Sky
Chapter 1- Flying High
Hermione spent the rest of the day and most of the evening showing Skyler around the castle. Since school wasn't yet in session, no supper was being served in the great hall. Instead, Hermione showed Skyler where the kitchens were and the house elves made them sandwiches. After they ate, they headed back up to the Head boy and girl common room. Hermione curled up in the chair, while Skyler stretched out on one of the couches. As he began telling her about the different schools he'd been to, Hermione took in his appearance. He laid , one arm behind his head, the other rested on his stomach. His long legs hung over the arm of the couch. His hair framed his face and brought attention to his eyes. Huge deep brown eyes that turned black and danced with mirth when he was up to no good. His lips were slightly thin, and were almost always grinning or smirking. He wore red t-shirt that said "Role model" in white letters, very ragged jeans, and an open black wizard robe. He was defiantly different. Hermione bet that he liked rock music. And while she liked it too, she knew that boys like that did not like girls like her. They liked well endowed blonde women with long legs who could act coy. Hermione knew she wasn't ugly but she certainly wasn't any of the above. "Hermione? Are you listening?" Skyler teased, breaking Hermione out of her trance.
"Do what? Oh yes, I was listening," Hermione said rather quickly. Skyler laughed.
"I'm sorry that I'm boring you to death. Is there something you'd rather do?" he asked, smirking. Before Hermione could answer, he continued, " What about the grounds? You never showed me the grounds,"
"Its past dark. I can show you tomorrow though," she said, regretful that she hadn't shown him the grounds.
"Aww, come on. It'll be fun. We'll take my broom. I haven't flown in forever and I've been itching to since I got here," he coaxed.
"I'm scared of flying," she admitted.
"I'll go slow"
"If we get caught, we'll be in trouble"
"But only if we get caught my dear," Skyler said laughing.
My dear? Why would he call me that! He was probably joking.
"Any more excuses?" he asked.
"Nope, I believe I'm fresh out," she sighed.
"Good, lets go then. Accio firebolt," he said standing up. They walked up to Hermione's room and opened the window. Hermione sat on the broom and Skyler got on behind her. Warm night air rushed through the window, startling Hermione. "Shh, it's alright, I promise," he whispered, before shooting out the window. Hermione clamped her eyes shut and clenched the broom handle tight in her hands. Skyler flew around a bit, getting used to riding double, when he noticed her. "Relax. How am I supposed to get a tour from a blind guide?" he teased. She opened her eyes slowly. They were at least 200 feet in the air, but Skyler kept the broom steady and moved at slow speed. It wasn't so bad. Probably the fact that Skyler's arms were around her made it not so bad, but still. Hermione relaxed enough to let go of the broom and lean against him. "Now isn't that better?" he whispered. She just smiled and he grinned back at her.