THE NEXT DAY

Sorry that my first fan fic was so short, but ill make it up to ya'll in this one

Chapter 2:

Draco woke to the sound of a large bus rumbling by. He stood up. His hair was standing on end and his grey shirt was crinkled. He blinked. The sun was blinding him making it impossible to tell where he was. He took a step and fell forwards on his hands and knees. Draco looked up and peered at what seemed to be a small house sitting in front of him. The sun was hiding behind it.

What the…?

Draco picked himself up again. He slowly moved toward it. The house looked like one of those haunted ones you would see in movies but its windows weren't hanging off their hinges.

That wasn't there a minute ago!

Draco opened the front door and walked inside. He felt the wall for a light switch, but failed to find one. He continued onward. The air was chilly but the room he was standing in had a warm musky feel to it. Draco opened yet another door that revealed a once elegant bedroom, now covered in dust. He felt the wall again and was successful in finding a switch. He flipped it and gasped.

Harry? Harry! Harry, wake up you'll be late for potions if you don't and you've already missed Transfiguration!

Hermione stood next to the arm chair shaking Harry violently. Harry sat straight up, hitting Hermione in the forehead.

Bloody Hell, Harry.

Sorry 'bout that

Hermione was tenderly holding her head and was making a sour face at Harry.

No…worries

Hermione said between gasps of pain. She walked over to a bag lying on top of a desk and pulled out an ice bag. She placed it on her head and walked back over to Harry. Harry glanced up at her and smiled awkwardly. He remembered that Hermione said that he would be late for potions if he didn't get up soon, and Harry scrambled out of his chair. He gathered up his leather bag and books and quickly combed his hair. He ran to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He emerged two minutes later.

Ready to go Harry?

Yeah, Harry said breathlessly Lets go before Snape has an excuse to expel me.

They casually walked out of the common room, down towards the dungeon.

Standing in front of Draco was a monster that even Hermione Granger couln't identify. The creature stared back at him with large yellow eyes. It looked as if it was smiling at him. Draco back away from the door, and the beast took a step forward. It let out a menacing growl and lunged toward him. Draco turned and ran back down an extremely long hallway he had come from. He glanced over his shoulder, and to his surprise, the monster wasn't there anymore. Draco took a couple long breaths and fell to his knees. His legs throbbed. He had run farther and faster than he probably ever would in his life. The narrow hallway must have been at least four miles long. Oh…my…God! What was that thing and how did it end up inside this place? And the corridor seemed extremely and strangely long for such a small house.

These thoughts were pounding down upon his skull. Draco raised his hand and clamped it on his forehead. Apparently, the thoughts were pounding so hard, that he could actually feel them throbbing too. The pain got worse because of both his head and lags were now tingling also.

Great, more pain.

Draco peeled himself off of the carpet and dragged his numb body out the side door. He cautiously walked down the stone steps and turned down the street. I have to find Harry. I need help, food, Harry! Harry! Harry where are you? Draco looked up at the sky and cried. He took his tired self and continued down the road until he was out of sight. (Poor Draco)

Potions sucked. Ron made a mess with the strength potion and practically blew himself up. Harry on the other hand had been more successful. He only blew up his cauldron. When the bell rang he and Ron shuffled out. But Hermione came out looking as if she had just won a thousand galleons. They climbed the stairs to the Gryffindor common room again and called the password to the Fat Lady.

Blimey, Harry! Do you know how much homework that Bloody idiot gave us? I've got …a …well… meeting… tonight.

The anger in Ron's voice dropped a little.

What sort of meeting? Hermione questioned

Oh… um nothing Ron murmured

Hermione gave Harry a quick uncertain glance and shrugged her shoulders.

I think ill be off to bed then

Ron walked away from the two of them and entered the boy's dormitories. Hermione gave Harry another look and nodded. She walked away also and left to go to bed. It was only Harry left in the tiny room. He sat down on the floor next to the fireplace. He could feel the heat from it rising and falling as a log burned and disintegrated before him. He sighed and lay back.

Hmm…….

Harry relaxed. His muscles that were tense smoothed out and he smiled. Life was good.

Plz review and tell me if it was good or bad and so on! If you did like this one then you'll love the next!

Love,

Ruby