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Most italics for thoughts.
"Quotations" for speech.
In first and third person POV
Ruler thingys separate the first person POV
(One's POV can be Draco's. Another can be Hermione's.)
(Sorry if it's a bit confusing.)
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Chapter Three: Doomed?
"What we hate most in others is what we dislike in ourselves."
- Laurrel K Hamilton "Narcissus in Chains"
------------------Sunday, The Last Week of June
"Drr-raco?" he heard Granger call in a shaky voice.
Did Hermione just call me Draco? ...did I just call Granger "Hermione"?
Draco went over to where Granger was. He took one look at her pale face and grabbed the book. He read:
Magical Handcuffs
These magical objects contain very strong and ancient magic. It was originally made in Egypt. They are very rare to find because only three have ever been created.
Long ago, these handcuffs were used for bad things. People often used these to get revenge on their enemies. Some used these to convince other people for their hand in marriage. So not only are these magical objects strong, ancient, and rare, they are also annoying and sometimes dangerous. Most people can never take it off, so they die with it, while they are still handcuffed together.
If you are chained with someone, the only way to take the handcuffs off is for the person who placed the handcuffs on you takes it off for you. However, some people never know who placed the cuffs on them, and that's just too bad.
Theories have been made about how to take these handcuffs off without having the person who handcuffed you to take off the handcuffs, but the theory of Charlotte Huyser seems more believable. In her theory, she says that the handcuffs might come off if the victims do whatever the person's intentions of handcuffing you are.
However, this is only a theory so no one is really 100 percent sure if it would work.
As soon as he was finished reading, Draco then paled too.
We're doomed.
"Malfoy?" asked Granger. "Is today Sunday?"
Oh shit! We're doomed! We're trapped with each other until we die!
"MALFOY!"
"What, Granger?"
"Answer the freaking question! Is today Sunday?"
"Yes, Granger. Why do you care!"
"We need to go to my house."
"Why?"
"My parents are in Paris for the summer, and they said that they'll call me every Sunday."
"..Call?"
"With a phone."
"What's a phone?"
"I'll explain later. Come on! We have to floo to my house!"
"As soon as they 'call', we're going back to the Manor."
"Fine, fine. Just hurry up!"
This can't be happening! Me...chained with the ferret...until death! How could it get any worse?
"Granger?"
What does he want now?
"Yes?"
"Where's the bathroom?"
That's how it could get worse...
Hermione led Malfoy to the bathroom.
Thank god the chain link is 5 feet...
Hermione stood outside the door as she waited for Malfoy.
"I'm hungry."
"Okay, do you want me to make you something?"
"I don't trust your cooking."
What! That...that...GIT!
Hermione was silent.
"Don't you have any house-elves?"
The nerve! Honestly, doesn't he know anything about S.P.E.W.?
Hermione glared at him. She turned away and opened the refridgerator. Inside, she saw some leftover lasagna, just enough for the two of them to eat. She popped it into the microwave to reheat.
"What are you making?"
"Lasagna.."
Ringg! The phone rang.
Hermione practically ran to the phone. "Hello?"
"Hi, is the owner of the house there?"
"No."
"Okay, bye."
She hung up and looked at the clock.
When is mum and dad gonna call?
It wasn't long until night fell.
"Granger, when are your parents going to call?"
"I don't know..."
"I'm guessing we're going to have to spend the night here?"
"Yeah..."
Silence.
"We should get ready for bed..."
"I'm not sleeping on the floor.."
"Well you are. Deal with it."
"I'm the guest!"
"Your still a ferret!"
Stupid little mudblood bitch!
Granger opened a closet and pulled something out.
"What is that?"
"It's a sleeping bag. You're gonna sleep there."
"I have a phone in here.So you won't have to get up and go to the other rooms for the other phones, but the sound might wake you up."
Great...no beauty sleep...well..I could always make her uncomfortable..
"Just so you know Granger, I sleep in my boxers."
The brunette looked slightly uncomfortable."Um...okay..we should go get ready for bed...do you want to use the bathroom first?"
Oh my god...
Hermione was staring at Malfoy. Malfoy was only wearing silky green and silver boxers..exposing his bare chest.
Must look away...Must look away...
He smirked. "Like what you see?"
She looked away. He's a bloody ferret! She tried to convince herself. Nothing but a stupid ugly insufferable ferret! Hermione realized that she had been silent for a long while when she saw a triumphant smirk he wore on his face.
"No, I just find it interesting how much you resemble a ferret." She didn't sound very convincing.
His smirk increased in size. Is that even possible?
"Deny it all you want Granger. I know you think I'm hot."
Her jaw dropped slightly. That pompous git! She looked away and turned off the lights. "Good night, ferret."
"Good night, mudblood."
Draco was flying over a field full of beautiful flowers. He looked carefree and relaxed.
I guess he is sort of hot...
He spotted Hermione and waved. She waved back. He smiled and flew near her.
"What brings you here, Granger?"
"You know why I'm here," she said, a little seductively.
"That I do..." He grinned. Hermione walked over to him and he pulled her closer until their faces were so close that their nose touched. She leaned in for a kiss...
"AHH!" Hermione screamed as she fell from her bed and on top of Malfoy. She looked at Malfoy and saw him staring at her with a mischievous grin. What's he grinning at? She looked at what she was lying on...
"YOU!" she said and she slapped him.
"Hey! Your the one lying on my chest!" He smirked. "I always knew you wanted me."Hermione growled and looked as if she was about to choke him.
Riingg! The phone rang. Hermione's attentionaverted from the dude who woke her up to the phone. Hopefully it's her parents!
Hermione got off of Malfoy and went to answer the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hermione?"
It was her parents! Finally!
He saw the brunette sleeping peacefully. Time to get revenge for what happened in the library... He yanked on the chain and sent the girl falling off the bed. What he didn't predict to happen was her landing on top of him and scream her bloody lungs out.
Who knew the mudblood can scream so loud? ..
"YOU!" Granger said and she slapped him...hard.
Fuck! How can she slap so hard?
Somehow Draco managed not to show that it had hurt him. Instead he smirked and said "Hey! Your the one lying on my chest! ...I always knew you wanted me."
He heard her growl...and she looked like she was ready to kill...then the phone rang.
Now...what should I do to the bitch for slapping me?