Chapter 20
Pansy shrugged her shoulders. "Well, she became a Granger when-"
A sudden explosion cut Pansy off as she was thrown backwards into a wall. The hut caught fire instantly, burning like no normal fire could. Flames leapt up around them so fast it was a surprise that they didn't catch fire as well.
Draco was the first of the two to come to his senses. Quickly, he pushed the box of diaries into their original hiding place and kicked the door back down, hoping they would survive the miniature inferno. Grabbing Pansy, he began to choke on the smoke but kept going none the less. Pushing towards the door, he found it had been barred from the outside and began to panic.
'Shit, how can I get us out of here?' wondered Draco franticly as he turned around left and right. Knowing getting through the door was no option. He pushed back towards the stone wall that made up the back wall of the room and placed Pansy on the stone window seat, throwing the blankets off so the fire could not reach her.
Casting a barrier of energy around himself and using the barrier to block access to Pansy, Draco began to look for another way out. 'Well, the windows aren't an option, the rice paper has already caught fire. The door is barred so that won't work, and I'm positive the walls are too solid to break through, even with a wizard spell. Damn! Think Draco, think. There has to be a way to get out of here, there has to be...wait, I have it! The glass window!'
Pulling out his wand, Draco pointed it at the stone box he had seen earlier along the right wall.
"Wingardrium Leveousa!" commanded Draco as he lifted the stone box and, grabbing Pansy out of the way, threw it through the glass window, creating another opening.
Climbing into the opening, Draco let out a shrill whistle. 'Please don't let them be too far away, please don't let them be too far away...Yes!'
Draco watched with relief as many large creatures with fiery tails, manes, and hooves rose from the mist covered forest bellow. Nightmares.
Meanwhile inside, the leaping flames were coming closer and closer to a small metal container in the corner of the hut. A simple label with an image of crossed out flames is stuck to one side.
Draco watched as the nightmares neared their location. Come on hurry, he silently pleaded. Finally, after what to Draco seemed like an eternity, the largest of the nightmares passed beneath the window.
Gripping Pansy firmly, Draco closed his eyes and leapt through the window. However, by this time the flames had surrounded the metal container and heated it to an unstable level. It exploded.
A gust of wind pushed through the hut and out the window, catching both Draco and the nightmare in its path. Pushing the nightmare off course, Draco missed his target.
He began to fall.