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LyonLover417 · 07-10-2007, 05:38 PM

Hermione was waiting for Draco when he walked through the dorr 20 minutes later. He looked at her and walked into the kitchen.

"Draco-" Hermione started to say, but his hand cut her off. "What's wrong with you? What happened today that made you so upset at me?"

"You know damn well Hermione." Draco said, tired, and grabbed himself a beer from the fridge. "You were at a bar."

"I can explain-"

"Not only were you at the bar, for that's excusable, everyone needs a break, but you were dancing on top of the bar."

"Draco-"

"Can it 'Mione! You were working at the bar, and even hit on someone!"

"I most certainly did not-" Hermione was appalled at this accusation.

"Oh yea? Peter Maloy said you almost gave him your number, but something stopped you." Draco looked older than he was. Hermione, however, was outraged.

"That little sneak! Wait till I get my hands on him-"

"Shut up Hermione. I'm too tired to deal with this right now. And way too disappointed by you. Right now, all I want is to go to bed. And you as well."

"No Draco, I want to explain myself to you." Hermione blocked his escape.

"No 'Mione. I said tomorrow." Draco was getting frustrated. "I don't have the energy to deal with this right now."

"Well, I do. So you'd better shut up and pay attention." Hermione said firmly.

"I...said...NO." Draco was getting mad now. Hermione stood her ground.

"How come you can listen to Peter Maloy, but not me?"

"Hermione, I-"

"No! I worked at the bar to help pay the bills Draco. I'm contributing to the welfare of this house!"

"I'm not hearing this. I'm not hearing this." Draco put his hands over his ears. Hermione ripped them off.

"I don't care if you can hear me or not, but I'm not quitting my job Draco. Do you hear me? I'm NOT!" With that said, Hermione spun away and raced out the door.

Draco slumped down on the floor and began to cry.

*****

Hermione ran out of the house and down the dimly lit London streets. Shadows seemed to jump at her on every corner. After her fury had passed, she realized she was in the seediest part of London. She grew frightened and longed for home.

I can find my way back...and when I do, I'll ask Draco to forgive me...

Hermione hung onto that thought like a drowning person to a life preserver. But it was easier said than done. The streets all looked the same. She began to hear things, a creak of a door, feeling robbers breath on the back of her neck.

Then, someone touched her shoulder, and she shrieked.

"DRACO! HELP ME!" The person covered her mouth with his hand and dragged her into a nearby building. He threw her onto one of the overstuffed chairs.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" The person said, the voice was familiar, but one she couldn't place.

"My...My name is Hermione Granger and...and...oh sweet Jesus." She began to sob hysterically.

"Hermione Granger?" The man asked, startled.

"Y-yes."

"Hermione, it's me, Harry!" Hermione looked up at his friendly green eyes and felt her horror and sadness melt away.

"Harry!" She ran to him, and they embraced.

Katie

07-10-2007, 05:38 PM	#23 (permalink)
LyonLover417 DA News Officer Puffskein Join Date: May 2006 Location: Just being me! Posts: 1,898 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sylvannas Quickspeed Sixth	Chapter 5 Hermione was waiting for Draco when he walked through the dorr 20 minutes later. He looked at her and walked into the kitchen. "Draco-" Hermione started to say, but his hand cut her off. "What's wrong with you? What happened today that made you so upset at me?" "You know damn well Hermione." Draco said, tired, and grabbed himself a beer from the fridge. "You were at a bar." "I can explain-" "Not only were you at the bar, for that's excusable, everyone needs a break, but you were dancing on top of the bar." "Draco-" "Can it 'Mione! You were working at the bar, and even hit on someone!" "I most certainly did not-" Hermione was appalled at this accusation. "Oh yea? Peter Maloy said you almost gave him your number, but something stopped you." Draco looked older than he was. Hermione, however, was outraged. "That little sneak! Wait till I get my hands on him-" "Shut up Hermione. I'm too tired to deal with this right now. And way too disappointed by you. Right now, all I want is to go to bed. And you as well." "No Draco, I want to explain myself to you." Hermione blocked his escape. "No 'Mione. I said tomorrow." Draco was getting frustrated. "I don't have the energy to deal with this right now." "Well, I do. So you'd better shut up and pay attention." Hermione said firmly. "I...said...NO." Draco was getting mad now. Hermione stood her ground. "How come you can listen to Peter Maloy, but not me?" "Hermione, I-" "No! I worked at the bar to help pay the bills Draco. I'm contributing to the welfare of this house!" "I'm not hearing this. I'm not hearing this." Draco put his hands over his ears. Hermione ripped them off. "I don't care if you can hear me or not, but I'm not quitting my job Draco. Do you hear me? I'm NOT!" With that said, Hermione spun away and raced out the door. Draco slumped down on the floor and began to cry. ***** Hermione ran out of the house and down the dimly lit London streets. Shadows seemed to jump at her on every corner. After her fury had passed, she realized she was in the seediest part of London. She grew frightened and longed for home. I can find my way back...and when I do, I'll ask Draco to forgive me... Hermione hung onto that thought like a drowning person to a life preserver. But it was easier said than done. The streets all looked the same. She began to hear things, a creak of a door, feeling robbers breath on the back of her neck. Then, someone touched her shoulder, and she shrieked. "DRACO! HELP ME!" The person covered her mouth with his hand and dragged her into a nearby building. He threw her onto one of the overstuffed chairs. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" The person said, the voice was familiar, but one she couldn't place. "My...My name is Hermione Granger and...and...oh sweet Jesus." She began to sob hysterically. "Hermione Granger?" The man asked, startled. "Y-yes." "Hermione, it's me, Harry!" Hermione looked up at his friendly green eyes and felt her horror and sadness melt away. "Harry!" She ran to him, and they embraced. Katie __________________ And someday, when the night is over and the dawn arrives, we'll reach up to the sky withour eyes turned toward our Lord, and all will become good and whole