Chapter 18 (YAY! This story can now drink alcohol!)
"Where do you think you're going?" A voice asked.
Sarah and Hermione had been creeping down the stairs to the common room. Although it wasn't lights out yet, it was almost that time, and so, to avoid being caught and sent back to their rooms, Sarah and Hermione had attempted to be as quiet as possible.
Except for when Hermione sneezed, and Sarah, when she almost tripped down the stairs, let out a particularly loud squeal.
One of the seventh year prefects stood at the bottom of the stairs.
"I think you should head back up to your rooms now. It's almost lights out and I will not allow you to leave this common room.
"But we just left some books down here and we needed to get them." Sarah nervously.
"I will get them for you, then. Where are they?"
"Over on the table in front of the fire place" Hermione whispered
'Man that prefect runs a tight ship.' Sarah thought. As his back was turned, she pulled her wand out of her pocket (Not risking a crystal), and petrified him. (Petrificus totalus!) As well as administering a slight memory changing spell, which would make him forget that he saw Hermione and Sarah. It was a spell she'd picked up from one of her Dralking lessons.
"Remind me to you remind you to teach me that one." Hermione whispered.
Sarah stuck her head out the portrait door, to make sure no one was coming. She and Hermione dashed out and made began to make their way to the Dark Arts classroom.
But once again, they were interrupted.
"Miss Granger, Miss Williams, what would you two be doing out in the corridors at this time of night?" A sarcastic voice asked.
"Umm… Good Evening Professor Snape." Hermione said, "We were hungry and wanted a late night snack, and since it isn't yet lights out, we thought…" The bell began to toll. It was now lights out.
"Well, I guess we'd better get back to our dorm rooms then." Sarah said, grabbing Hermione's arm and towing her back down the hallway.
"I guess we'll have to wait until morning." Hermione said, a little grateful.
"We could always petrify Snape too," Sarah said thoughtfully
"NO!" Hermione cried, pulling Sarah's wand from her hand. "We'll just go see professor Sidhe in the morning. Now come on, let's just go to bed."
"And then we'll get up in the morning and petrify Snape!" Sarah said excitedly
"We are not petrifying Snape." Hermione said. She continued to pull Sarah by her wrist back to the dorm room.
THE NEXT MORNING, IN THE DARK ARTS CLASSROOM…
Jareth sat alone in his office, his feet up on his desk, Numy in his lap.
"So Little Jareth, how have you been today?" He said
Or would have said, if his door hadn't crashed open. In the doorway stood two fifteen year old girls, both looking enraged, although one looked slightly amorous towards him.
"Oh no, not you again!" He said, putting his feet back on the floor, almost knocking Numair off his lap. The disgruntled puppy shook his head, stood up and jumped down.
"We have a question for you, Professor." Sarah said in an annoyed tone
"Uh, I'm sorry but the Professor isn't home right now, you'll have to come back later."
Sarah pulled out her wand and levelled it at his throat.
"Don't you move a muscle." She said icily. He swallowed and nodded.
"Now, see here. Apparently, the story of the Labyrinth is a movie, which was given to Hermione in the mail as a "freebie" back when her parents were thinking of having another baby. At about the same time in my life, I found a certain red book in my attic when my Dad and I were cleaning out some of my old baby stuff for Toby. Now, do you have any idea why this little coincidence occurred?" Sarah asked, not moving her wand from his throat.
Hermione stood in a corner of the room, fiddling nervously.
"Hermione put down that fiddle and come over here." Sarah said without taking her eyes from Jareth.
She did so, and said…
"Um, yeah. So Professor, what have you to say for yourself? You've been a very naughty boy!"
Sarah slapped her hand against her forehead, dragging it down her face in utter disdain.
The Goblin King took his chance and grabbed Sarah's wand, spinning her around so her back was against her chest, his hands circling her wrists.
"Hermione, DO something!" Sarah said
Hermione, panicking, picked up the fiddle and began to play nervously again. Sarah rolled her eyes
"Something useful Hermione, please!" Sarah said
"Right! I'll go get Harry!" Hermione said, running out the door.
"Why is she getting Harry?" Sarah said aloud
"Because she's in love with him, you silly thing. Sheesh, you've known them longer than I have!" Jareth said exasperated.
"Are you serious? But what was the whole hugging you thing about?" Sarah asked
"Oh that? That's a natural reaction. I get it quite a bit, especially since that movie came out, with David Bowie playing me. I thought it was an extremely accurate portrayal"
"He is a hunk. Too bad I can't say the same about you." Sarah said, realising she was still in the Goblin King's arms. She tried to pull away, but couldn't
"Um, you can let go of me now." She said.
"Oh, right…" He reluctantly pulled his arms away, still holding her wand.
"My wand please?" She said, holding her hand out, palm up.
Jareth high fived her.
"Um, sorry? I don't believe I asked for a high five. If I did, it would be a little more like this." She held her hand up parallel to her face, palm facing his. He high fived her again.
"Oh, well, when you only have goblins and babies to high five, you kind of have to do it that way."
"I guess, if you put it that way." Sarah mumbled. "What's the time?" She asked suddenly
"Umm…… almost nine o clock. Want to have your first crystals lesson?" He asked excitedly
"Well, I have real classes, and so do you. So I think that would be a NO!" She said, grabbing her wand from him and running out the door.
"Fine, I'll see you this afternoon," He yelled, going to the door. He discovered his second year class already seated.
"If I told you I was too sick to teach today, would you believe me?" He asked.
Some very brave students shook their heads.
"Damn" he said, sighing and walking over to his desk. He sat sideways in his chair, picked up a second year textbook and began to flip through.
"Ok then, let's look at… fairies"
GOD MY COMPUTER IS SUCH A GIANT POO!
"Harry!" Hermione cried, running up to him, out of breath.
"Hermione, what's the matter?" He asked, concerned.
"Sarah… Goblins… Fiddle… Wand… movie…" She puffed
"Right. I think Hermione's been eating those crazy fills you mentioned last night Harry." Ron said, raising an eyebrow, before leaving the room.
"Crazy fills? Last night?" Hermione asked, her breath suddenly returning.
"Well, Ron was being stupid and all over the place about something, and so I told him he'd been taking crazy pills. Obviously he misheard me, big though his ears are." Harry said, leading Hermione to a chair and sitting her down.
"Now, tell me, what's wrong? You've been weird for almost a week now!" Harry said.
"Oh, it's nothing. It doesn't matter anymore." Hermione said. Harry raised his eyebrows,
"Sure it doesn't. Come on Mia, what's so bad you can't tell me what's wrong?" He asked seriously.
"Well, I know how Sarah knows our new Dark Arts professor. But…"
"But?" Harry asked
"…But, I promised I wouldn't tell. It's nothing gargantuous or tremendously huge."
"Well, I can't really make you go back on your promise." Harry paused, turning to look Hermione in the eyes "Just make a promise to me."
"Anything for you, Harry." Hermione said, looking up at him, her breath catching with the look in his eyes.
"Promise you'll be there for me, the way you're there for Sarah. I know she's a girl and all, and you always need a female companion, but Mia." Harry paused, collecting his thoughts. "You mean the world to me. I can't function without…you." He whispered the last part.
Hermione inhaled sharply.
"Wh… What are you saying?" Hermione whispered.
"I'm saying…" Harry was interrupted by Sarah, who bashed the door open
"Hermione, Harry, we'd better get going, unless you want to be late!" She said breathlessly.
"WOULD YOU WAIT!" Hermione screamed
Sarah was taken aback, Harry was surprised.
"Uh… sorry" Sarah said, backing out the door.
"Um, Mia, she's right. We should probably go." Harry said, blushing furiously. "Um, I'm going to go ahead… I have a… divination… thing… due. I'll see you." He picked up his bag and almost sprinted out the door.
Hermione sank back onto the chair, her face in her hands.
"What… what was he going to say?" She whispered. She curled into a ball on the chair, not caring if she missed class. Her mind was too full to even think about school at the moment.
"Harry" She whispered. "You're my everything…"
She closed her eyes, and tears fell softly down her cheeks.
EXTREMELY APOLOGETIC AUTHORS NOTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OK ok, I'm horrible!
First off, I started writing this chapter and then I was like... nah, I'll make it the next chapter, so I wrote chapter 17 instead. and then my sisters and my friends (well, the only friend of mine who has actually read this story) were all bugging me about not making them tooo silly (Which I attempted this time) and to put in more HHr stuff... so I did...
I hope you liked it!
SORRY GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!
from me, the one who needs no introduction...
... or farewell, so I won't write one...