A Study in Emerald: Silver Linings
(100 PROMPTS)
Summary: "People don't get pauses like these very often. Some people never receive them at all...I did." Kagome looked at Draco, her cheeks flushed as she smiled up at him, the cold air was nipping painfully at her nose, but she didn't care. If there had been a clock nearby, it would have stopped. Occasionally, there were minutes that got extra seconds. Moments so precious the universe stretches to make additional room for them...these moments were hers.
Anime/Book/Movie: InuYasha/Harry Potter
Pairing: Draco/Kagome
Genre: Romance/Adventure
Rated: M for Mature Content
R.I.P – Alan Rickman
(Severus Snape)
Remember
The Half-Blood Prince
~ALWAYS~
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(2. Brooms)
The sun shined brightly down on her as she looked up as the bright blue clouds. In her hands, her broom. Madam Hooch was going around and checking everyone's posture before giving them instruction to carefully follow. Longbottom had been a perfect example of what not to do during their first class. Somehow, the disaster had ended with the Boy Wonder becoming the Seeker of Gryffindor's Quidditch team. It was completely biased, in Kagome's opinion. She knew first years hardly ever got to join the team Kagome turned her eyes to Draco who was glaring heatedly at Potter. It was apparent that Draco was jealous, he had desperately wanted to join the Slytherin Quidditch team, and was well capable of it! They...however...didn't need a new member. She disliked the look on his face, the smile from the other night was still in her mind and she wondered if he'd ever show it to her again.
"Miss. Higurashi, you aren't all here I see!"
Kagome blushed as Madam Hooch basically called her out for spacing on her. "Uh, I'm here! Sorry!" She ducked her head and listened to her fellow snakes as they laughed at her. She was horribly misplaced, she knew it, just like they did. Gryffindors laughing at her had made her more angry than embarrassed. She looked up at Madam Hooch and apologized once more.
Madam Hooch gave her a long and hard look before continuing.
Kagome sighed, looking down, she looked at the grass and the lush shade of green. She didn't have any classes after this one, she thought of enjoying herself outside once class ended. The sound of the whistle blowing had her pushing up off the ground with the other students. She hadn't been listening however and could only watch as students began doing barrel rolls in the air. Smirking, she took to doing spirals in the air, her hair whipping around her in chaos as she came to a stop right next to Draco.
"You fly, Higurashi?"
"Ah..." she smiled, her cheeks a light pink still from her earlier embarrassment. "Yeah. If it wasn't for the fact that Madam Hooch was around, I might be tempted to sneak off and fly around for a bit."
Draco laughed, "would you be tempted to sneak off and fly around after class?"
"We aren't allowed brooms in first year, so I didn't bring mine."
He smirked.
Kagome felt flustered, looking at the smug grin, she felt herself quickly becoming captivated by the platinum blonde.
"We have brooms right here; we need only procure them after class."
"Pro-you don't mean...!" Kagome shook her head, "oh I couldn't!"
"You truly are a Hufflepuff,"
Her cheeks blew up in a pout as she narrowed her eyes and pulled her broom up in defiance, "I'll do it! Fine...after class...you, me, two brooms!" Just as she said those words, she twirled and twisted out of his sight, leaving him laughing at how easily manipulated she was.
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The grass was soft between her toes as she leaned against the Broom shed. Her smile was vibrant and touched her eyes as Draco was inside the shed. "I can't believe I'm doing this..." She placed her shoes down next to the shed and crouched down. Her fingers trailing gently over the grass, magically influenced to be manicured, it was so soft at the touch.
"Can't chicken out now," Draco said, holding out a Cleansweep Seven, "best broom you'll find in there, unless you'd prefer an Oakshaft Seventy-Nine or Shooting Star."
Kagome held the Cleansweep Seven, her eyes widening at the question he'd asked. "I wouldn't ride a Shooting Star to save my life! As for the Oakshaft Seventy-Nine, you can't expect me to believe she's got one in there." She moved past him and gave no regard to the look of surprise on his face. "Wow...that's...vintage. They don't even make those anymore!" She shook her head as she eyed the Oakshaft.
"Well, I wasn't expecting that as a response, I'm shocked that you even know what an Oakshaft is."
"My dad is a collector of Quidditch memorabilia. He has an autographed, first print edition of Quidditch Through the Ages."
"Your dad taught you how to fly then," he straddled the broom and kicked off the ground as she followed him.
"Nah, my mum did."
He frowned, "your mum?!" He looked back and his eyes trailed down to her feet. "What happened to your shoes?!"
She laughed, "they must have wandered off." She sped past him.
A silent challenge provoked him into speeding up and the two competed to out race the other for a good hour. Both students were blissfully unaware of the old eyes that were twinkling in entertainment as they followed them. To see two Slytherin students getting into trouble in a most...delightful way...was truly a treat. Looking down at the shed and waved his wand silently towards a pair of shoes. Watching with a mischievous smile as they walked off and around the shed.
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Me: I know from what I've read, Prompt fics are usually random moments thrown together to make a collection of "one-shots". I've opted for interconnected moments to make a "story". I will still do it by theme. Let's see if I can keep this up!