Pirate Blood

Chapter 9

Swords

About a week later, Chris had to go to McGonagall's office at 7:00 dressed in comfortable clothing. Chris put on black lounge pants that said 'Stop Looking At My Ass' on the ass with a black tank top with her hair in a ponytail. She told the trio that McGonagall wanted to meet her. No one asked anymore questions.

She entered McGonagall's office giving the password, 'Lemon Drops?'. "Ah, Miss Turner, please sit down." McGonagall said, she did as she was told, "Dumbledore told me about your...circumstances, last year. I understand that you are here in hiding. He wanted to have you trained. Now from certain sources I have been told that the Dark Lord may attempt to start a duel, only using swords instead of magic. I've asked someone to train you in sword fighting. I know that you were already trained in sword fighting when you were a child, but it would be a good idea to refresh your memory. Now, your instructor does not know who you are or why you need this training. All he knows is that I am giving him a favor in return. He has promised not to ask you any questions involving why you need this training." McGonagall finished.

"Okay, but what is the favor you're giving him in return?" Chris asked.

"That, I am afraid that I am unable to tell you. He has sworn me to secrecy. I must take you down to the dungeons now to meet him." As they were walking to the dungeons, McGonagall stated, "You will be going there every Saturday at eight. I had to make it earlier this evening because I have an important business to attend to later." They walked into one of the dungeons. "Now remember our agreement Mr. Malfoy. I will leave you two alone now."

Chris was shocked. She couldn't believe that she didn't bother to ask who it was. So many things were running through her mind. "Draco." she said trying very hard not to sound shock.

"Chris." Draco acknowledged her.

Chris lightly banged head against the wall three times. "Why me?"

"What if I don't want to stop looking at your ass?" Draco asked. She turned around to face him. "Now do I have to show you how to hold a sword?" Draco asked as if she was a child. He was trying to make her pissed.

Chris picked up the sword. "You know I have been taught this before. This is just to refresh my memory."

"Really?" Draco asked

"Really. Prepare to get your ass kicked Malfoy." Chris said in a somewhat seductive voice. Draco had no idea why he was getting turned on by this.

"Well bring it on." Draco said. Their swords started clanking against each other. They wouldn't stop because that would mean letting the other win. They kept swinging at each other. They were like this for almost half an hour. Eventually, at the exact same moment they had their swords at the others throat. Chris stared into Draco's grey eyes. At that moment they both dropped their swords. Their lips crashed onto each others. Draco had his arms around her waist, while her's were around his neck. Suddenly after about five minutes of making out like there was no tomorrow, Draco pulled away. "I'm sorry I can't do this." he said. With that he quickly ran off.

Chris just stood there. Did she just kiss Draco? Did Draco just kiss her? To many things were running through her mind...again.

(Okay I decided that I can't leave you guys with just chapter eight since it wasn't that great. So I thought this would do it. A bit more happened here. Hope you guys liked it. PLEASE REVIEW! C ya next week. Nikki)