Stars Walk Softly
Chptr 2: Hidden
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They sat quietly around to conference table. All of them with their eyes closed and mouths shut, though conversation was still occurring. Silently. Secretively. Their darkest secret and their deadliest power. Each of the seven possessed it, though no one but them knew how. The art was lost to the world when the language of thepast died, when the races divided, and when secrecy became the greatest weapon of them all.
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Their eyes open slowly and their tightly pinched lips broke into sly grins. A collective sigh was heard around the room.
"We've done it" the raven haired youth proclaimed.
"I can't believe it Harry, I really cannot" Pansy responded.
"Did you really doubt us?" Amerath questioned with a smile. "We had access to the Malfoy library along with the Blacks, Potters, Parkinsons, Notts and of course, my own " she concluded smugly.
Pansy looked up happily, "No, but it's an achievement that was said to could not have been done, let alone by a group of teenagers..."
Drake snorted, "If it says it should not, or could not be done, who else would look into it but a group of teenagers, my dear?" he questioned with an imbedded aristocratic drawl.
"No one" was the reply from across the table from the brown haired blue eyed wizard.
Draco growled and made to reply when "That was a rhetorical question love" was supplied by the cute brown haired witch seated beside the earlier offender.
Richard merely laughed at the discussion circling the table. " Do we have to make comment?" he supplied. "Staying on task would be lovely."
"We did it, that's all that matters, and before school too. We have exactly one week to make it look like nothing happened. We need alibis for those of us who have been disowned and you..." Harry directed toward Amerath.
"Yes, Yes, I know. Transfer papers, birth certificate, parents... I got it. Everything can be forged or at least, everything comes with a price." She cut in with a smirk.
"Well lets dot the I's andcross the T's, before we tuck in for the night." Hermione stated cheerfully.
Collective growns were heard at the girls overly enthusiastic remarks.
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"Lets go to bed." was Harry's tired sigh.
"I'm bushed." Drake continued "though I'm sure others have different ideas for the word bed" he added with a smug look toward Blaise, finally paying him back for that dumb reply earlier.
Smirks and nods were shared collectively.
"You bastard" was Blaise's comment directed from his corner of the table toward Drake.
"Blaise!" 'Mione berated though the furious blush on her checks told a different story.
Every one smiled at the reaction. They would have laughed in a different time, if things were not what they were. If life was not out to get them. If the only way to stay alive was not to keep mind, body, and soul hidden.
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Next Chapter: Alibis
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