Alright, I got fed up with trying to finish the serious part and liked this part too much to keep from everyone. So, as I have said to countless reviewers, here is an update (tiny, but it still counts!) around Christmas break. Expect the rest soon ^^
"I am NOT going over there!"
"Come on Drakkie-poo, it's just a little jump."
"Shut up! Im not going!"
"He must really be pissing himself if he did notice the name-"
"AND DON'T CALL ME DRAKKIE-POO!"
"-nevermind."
Harry sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose in irritation, "Come on Draco, even Ginny and Hermione did it!"
"I'm not an Amazon!" came the shrill reply, and Ron threw up his hands in defeat.
"Just leave him there! We need to get to that mountain before those vampy things get us!"
"Vampaneze." Darren cooly cut in.
"Yeah! Those!"
"We can't-"
"DON'T LEAVE ME HERE!"
"THEN JUMP YOU SISSY!"
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A SISSY?!"
"Ron, stop antagonizing him, it's getting us nowhere."
"No... he's getting us nowhere."
"Ron." Hermione grated exasperatedly, "You're being no better than he is!"
"Are you comparing me to ferret face? For real?"
"No, I'm just-"
"Give me my broom and I'll fly over!" Draco shouted.
"You know as well as I do that the wards in this area binds our magic, so stop asking for your broom unless you want to fall." Harry said, wanting to bash his head into the cliff face next to him. They had already been over this...
Ron gripped Harry's shoulder suddenly, a pensive look on his face, "Wait Harry, you may be onto something there- Ouch! Hermione... that wasn't very nice."
Hermione's eyebrow ticked in agitation.
"Then levitate me!"
Harry groaned, slumping to the ground, "I've had it! I can't argue with him anymore!" He looked up to the stranded Slytherin, clinging to the rock face and gawking at the chasm between him and the safety of the plateau. It wasn't really a chasm, a mere toddler could fall over the distance and still make it, but they couldn't convince Malfoy to jump it like they had.
"-but you're always mean to me!"
"Only when you're being an idiot!"
And then there was the feuding couple. They were no help. Neither was Ginny who had gotten fed up and stalked ahead; and Darren had gotten a kind of glazed look of a high hippy ever since they stepped foot on the mountain base, seemingly in his own world. Harry sighed. Was he the only sane one here?
"I can't do it! I can't I can't I- ACK!"
Harry whipped his head up in time to see Darren land gracefully; putting the ashen faced Draco on his feet (not saying he stayed on his feet, but still....).
Darren smiled brightly, "Can we go now?"
Harry was sure he had been dropped on his head. A billion times or so.