Chapter
27
London
Air
They ran blindly
down the streets of London, not daring to look back. They knew in their
minds
that they
were probably running to no avail, that Voldemort could apparate to where
they were
at any time.
But logic to logic, the only thing they could do was run as far as possible.
Worried
half to death
about Draco, Hermione stuck by his side, much to Ron’s annoyance. They
suddenly
came to a
crowded park.
“I am NOT running any more!” Draco proclaimed, and dropped on to the grass beneath a tree.
Hermione sat down beside him, and they held hands, talking in whispered tones.
“Will you be all right Drac?”
“Yes, I will. What about you Mione?” He gently placed a palm on her cheek.
“I’m fine Drac,
it’s you I’m worried about.” Hermione softly kissed his lips. She hugged
his neck,
and placed
her head on his shoulder. Draco patted her hair lightly, and ran his fingers
through it.
Ron rolled
his eyes and turned to Harry.
“Oooo Harry...I’m
soooo worried about you. You’re a poor little weak boy and you’ve got me
soooo worried.”
He said, imitating Hermione.
“Don’t even
think about kissing me Ron, you little sicko.” Harry gave him a curious
look. “And
what to do
you mean weak boy!? I just saved you from Voldemort back there!”
Ron looked
pointedly at Draco and Hermione snuggled together beneath the tree, Draco’s
ice
blonde hair
falling over her own chestnut brown as they kissed.
“Oh somebody
gag me with a fork!” Ron exclaimed, and stomped away some distance before
sitting down
grumpily on a bench. Draco noticed this, and he pulled away slightly from
Hermione.
“Weasley...have
we got you all jealous? Hermione move over, I think Weasel is jealous that
you’re
getting me
all to yourself.” He turned back to Ron, a smirk on his face. “Didn’t know
you were
like that
Ron. Should have told me earlier. You know...I think I’ve got a cousin
in Cana-”
“Oh shut up
you little prat!” Ron yelled, his face matching his hair. “I’m not queer
and I don’t
fancy you
and even if I was I wouldn’t like a slimy weak little ferret like you!”
“Excuse me
for being so perfectly gorgeous even as a ferret. And what exactly do you
mean by
slimy and
weak and little? You’re a Weasley, I think there’s enough said in that!
And,” Draco
continued,
“If you can’t deal with the little lady here wanting ME over YOU, then
I suggest you
go drown yourself
in centaur dung and then feed yourself to a kappa!”
By now, several
people in the park had turned to see what the commotion was. Maybe, some
people thought,
maybe this was a rehearsal for some drama academy play. After all, who
on
earth had
ever heard of a kappa??
“Can’t you
children even behave yourselves in the muggle world?” A deep voice suddenly
said
from behind
a tree.
The four of
them froze, afraid of the possibilities. But, when the figure stepped out,
they
somewhat breathed
a collective sigh of relief. It was Professor Severus Snape.
“Draco I expected
better from you. And Mister Harry Potter...you of all people should know
better. Ron,
Hermione...I’m...glad, to see you’re all right.” He held out a packet.
“There is
some chocolate
in here. It is muggle chocolate, but I dare say it will do the job.”
Wordlessly, they each took a piece of the rich chocolate as he continued talking.
“I have heard
all about your unfortunate adventures. Dumbledore has informed me that
it is
unsafe for
you to return to Hogwarts. So, it is my job to see to it that you are in
a safe place
until the
start of the next school term. It is also my duty to make sure you are
not subject to
any further
harm. However, I am NOT your babysitter.” He narrowed his eyes.
“Whether you
behave yourselves or not while in my care does not really concern me. It
does
concern me,
that you will do well to make sure you don’t get yourselves killed. Now
follow
me.” And with
that, he turned and briskly walked off, causing a mad scramble as the others
rushed to
follow him.
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