212 I know you think it's funny
to take somebody's book
take the characters out of it
give them a different look
write another story
the way that you want to
But only these story plots are mine
So please J.K., don't sue!
Author's Note: I really had no intention of getting this chapter up so soon, but you know what happens. When you stat getting ideas, it gets really hard to stop them from coming! This chapter was buzzing around in my head all night, regardless of whether or not I wanted to write it. It's like Charlie: it drove me crazy enough to put it down on paper. By the way, I'm thinking of focusing this story on Charlie. Since Draco and Hermione are obviously already together... oh, I'm not saying any more. I hope this one is as good as the prequel. Anyways, enough talking. Enjoy!
Chapter One: A New Beginning
The snow was gently falling around the grounds of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The was a quiet peace and serenity as the wind gently grazed the ground, now shiny and smooth from the droplets of water freezing on the top. An owl could be heard, and far off in the distance, unicorns were grazing.
All that was about to change.
"Charlie! Slow down! I'm gonna fall!"
"Oh hell no, D! This baby hasn't even warmed up yet!"
Suddenly, a toboggon came flying down the hill, hurtling at top speed.
"Charlie!"
"Yeah?"
"Remind me to kill you!"
Charlie laughed. "I'll try to remember!"
The two sped down the hill as two shadows crossed them, then turned and came back. Draco ignored the wind whipping across his face and opened his eyes wide as a shadow crossed over again. Draco looked up and laughed. He watched as one shadow passed over something in their path. Draco squinted.
"Charlie? What is that?"
Charlie squinted. "Oh shiii..."
The two leaned harshly to the right, but still caught the side of the snow mound. The two went flying off the toboggan and hit the snow, which was just a little short of soft. The shadows passed over them.
Charlie laughed. "Whoo! That was amazing! Yeah!" He sat up, covered in snow. Draco lay a few feet away. "D, that was AMAZING! Huh? Wasn't that amazing?"
Draco didn't move. Charlie crawled over to him. "D? You okay?"
No response.
"What the hell! You didn't die again, did you? Honest to God, you got lucky the first time. Now you're just pushin' it."
Draco still didn't move. Two soft thumps came from behind Charlie. He turned around, missing Draco open his eyes for a split second before shutting them again.
"Malfoy, get up, we know you're fine." Draco tried not to smirk at the sound of his ex-enemy's voice. He felt something hit him in the stomach.
"Harry, you're never gonna get him up by throwing snowballs at him...," said Charlie. Draco fought a smile. "... poking him with a stick is so much better!" Draco suddenly felt a jab in his side, and he tried not to groan.
"Oh for Pete's sake!" he heard someone say. He felt his heartbeat speed up, and he fought to keep his breathing under control. He had no idea how she could affect him so quickly, but she did, every time.
The poking stopped. "Pete? Who's Pete? I thought this was Draco!" said Charlie.
"Actually, you thought he was Tom Felton," Harry reminded him.
"Ah, you're right. Memories... but he's Draco now, this time I'm sure."
"So then wouldn't it be "For Draco's sake?""
Draco fought back a groan. "And they wonder why I'm not getting up! I should have died when I had the chance!"
He felt someone come closer to him, stopping just by his body. "Will you two stop already?"
Draco tried not to smile. "Then again..."
"Aw, come on Hermione. We were only kidding."
"Yeah G! It's not like he can hear anyway!"
Draco squinted. Hermione had her back to him, with Charlie and Harry standing a few feet away facing him.
"Well, I can hear you. Sheesh, no wonder he wants to get up. Why would he want to with you two shouting at him?"
Draco opened his eyes. Smiling, he looked at the two boys and brought a finger to his lips. Silently, he sat up.
"... Honestly, why in the world would he want to get up now?"
Suddenly, Hermione felt strong hands wrap around her waist. She felt herself falling, gently landing in the snow, Draco having pulled her down, now lying next to her. She laughed and smacked him as he looked over his shoulder.
"I'll deal with you two later," he said, trying to give them a menacing glare.
Charlie waved him off and Harry rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Later Malfoy."
Draco turned back to Hermione as the two of them walked off, Charlie dragging the toboggon behind him.
Hermione hit him. "You scared the hell out of me, you know that?"
Draco smiled and gently stroked her hair. "Well, you scared me too, 'mione."
Hermione looked up at him, puzzled, and Draco fought the urge to fall into her eyes of chocolate brown. "How did I do that?"
Draco smiled and kissed her forehead. "When you asked why I would want to get up. I think you're reason enough."
Hermione laughed and pulled Draco's face towards her. She sighed as his lips melted into hers, and ran a hand around the back of his neck, fingering his hair. He drew back gently.
"You're a tease," he said, his voice breathless.
Hermione smiled, continuing to stroke the back of his neck. "I'm not doing anything."
Draco kissed her again. "If you only knew."
Hermione laughed as Draco kissed her neck. "So I take it that I should stop then?"
Draco grinned, and Hermione felt her heart jump. "Don't you dare," he whispered into her ear.
Hermione smiled and nudged Draco. "Come on, we better get going."
"Go where? I think we're fine where we are..."
"Draco, come on. I'm going to freeze."
Draco smirked and sat up. "I fail to see the dilemma."
Hermione sat up, grabbing her scarf as Draco pulled her closer to him. She smiled. "We'll have to go in sooner or later."
Draco smirked and leaned in towards her. "Later...". He gently kissed her. Hermione placed a hand on his face as the kiss became more passionate. Finally, she pulled away. Draco sighed.
"That was some pretty good flying you were doing there. Isn't Potter afraid that you'll take his place on the Quidditch team, Granger?" he said, playfully teasing her with her last name.
Hermione laughed and Draco felt his heart jump from the sound. She poked him. "You'd just love that now, wouldn't you? How would you be able to concentrate on the game?"
Draco smirked and shrugged. "I wouldn't," he said simply.
Hermione laughed again. "So you liked my flying, huh?"
Draco turned slightly serious. He nodded and smiled. "You're excellent Hermione. You didn't even fake a Neville and pretend to fall off."
She smiled. "If I did that, then Harry would be the one rescuing me, not you."
Draco faked a scoff. "I would have saved you."
"You seemed to have a hard enough time saving yourself," she said, trying not to laugh.
Draco rolled his eyes. "Charlie's crazy."
Hermione smiled. "And you wouldn't have him any other way."
Draco pulled her close. "Yeah, I guess. I wouldn't have you any other way though, either."
Hermione laughed. "You're not going to sing, are you?"
Draco pretended to be hurt. "You don't think I can sing?"
Hermione grinned. "I prefer not to find out."
Draco laughed, standing, pulling her up with him. He started to sing. "I just want someone that I can talk to! I want you just the way you are!"
Hermione tried not to look shocked. He was good. He had a deep, mellow voice, like Frank Sinatra. Hermione smiled at the memory of Draco singing "Come Fly with Me" to her once at the Quidditch game. Draco noticed.
"What? No good?" Draco joked, but Hermione sensed some seriousness behind it.
Hermione kissed him on the cheek. "That was wonderful."
Draco shrugged. "At least it wasn't as bad as Charlie."
Hermione hit him playfully. "Be nice."
Draco grinned. "That was me being nice."
She turned, laughing, and walked a little bit, grabbing the broom off of the snow where it had been casually tossed.
"So you like my broom, huh?" asked Draco, coming up behind her, wrapping his hands around her waist.
She smiled. "Very much. Actually, I'd marry it if I could."
Draco groaned and let go of her. "God, you sound like Charlie. You're both nuts."
Hermione smiled. "And you love both of us."
Draco shrugged, but then nodded. He wrapped an arm around Hermione as the two started walking. "The part about loving you, I agree with. But Charlie?"
Hermione laughed and nudged Draco in the ribs. "You know what I mean."
Draco laughed. "Yeah, I do."
Hermione stopped and faced Draco. "Then tell me."
Draco smiled. "That I love you?"
Hermione faked a frown. "You know what I mean."
Draco groaned. "Okay, so I like Charlie. He's the best friend I've ever had, and I hope never to lose him. Happy?"
Suddenly, Draco felt himself being picked up and was suddenly swung around. He landed with a thud.
"Aw, D! I didn't know you cared!" said Charlie, standing next to Hermione, pretending to wipe away tears. He turned to Hermione. "Isn't he just the greatest?" Hermione nodded.
"Bugger off," said Draco, trying not to smile. He stood up.
"Aw, I know you don't mean that!" said Charlie. He leaned over to Hermione. "See, I always wondered if British guys talk like that, but I guess they do. I mean, coming from the States, I wouldn't know..."
"...much," finished Draco, smirking.
Charlie stopped talking. He stopped and looked around, pretending to try and find something. He turned to face Hermione, Draco behind him. He smiled at Hermione, and pulled out his wand. "Did you hear something G?"
Draco groaned and Hermione tried not to smile. Snow was floating up from the ground and was forming a spherical ball in front of Charlie, and was slowly getting bigger. charlie still pretended to look around. "I could have sworn I heard something."
Draco was still on the ground, shaking his head, completely oblivious to what charlie was doing. Suddenly, Draco had a glint in his eyes, and Hermione watched as he began to make a snowball with his hands. He finished it quickly and stood up quietly, holding a finger to his lips. Hermione tried not to smile. Charlie was still talking.
"I mean, seriously, I knew I heard something. Maybe the wild yaks have returned..."
Draco slowly raised his hand to throw the snowball. "Hey Charlie!"
Charlie turned around. "Yeah?"
Draco didn't have time to react as he threw the ball. He watched amazed as Charlie dove sideways, avoiding Draco's snowball and throwing his own, now a little smaller than a basketball. It hit Draco in the stomach with a "whomp" sound, and Draco fell again.
Charlie sprung up. "Victory is mine! The wild yaks better run! Charlie's revenge has just begun!" Hermione laughed as Charlie busted a move and began dancing and singing very loudly. "Ain't no stopping us now! We're on the move! Hey yeah hey yeah!"
Draco groaned stood up, something Charlie failed to notice. "Ain't no stopping us now! We got the groo...!"
Charlie didn't see Draco rushing at him. Draco tackled him, and both boys went down. Hermione just stood there shaking her head at the two boys.
"This is so sad!" she said, smiling.
The two looked up at her. "Did you expect anything short of sad?" asked Draco, grinning.
Hermione pretended to think for a second. "Not really."
Draco pushed Charlie and sat up. "He cheated. He threw a bigger ball at me."
Charlie rolled his eyes. "Pschaw! That was a fair fight! Not my fault you're such a sissy!"
Draco frowned. "Hey, I'm not the one singing Spice Girls!"
Charlie's mouth dropped. He pretended to look offended. He stood up, brushing himself off. "Sir, I am appalled at your lack of knowledge of the true origin of excellent music! Though the Spice Girls may have redone that song, I assure you that I had nothing but Luther Vandross' voice in my head while singing that song. And he was encouraging me, saying "Sing it boy! Sing it like I taught you too!" So to you sir, I say good day!" He turned away.
"As long as you're strong and comfortable with you're sexuality, I have nothing to say," said Draco, sounding like a psychologist. "Is there anything you want to talk about? Perhaps your preference to that song?"
Charlie dropped his mouth again, but Hermione could see he was trying not to grin. He turned to her. "I have one thing to say to you, miss." He frowned and dropped his voice, motioning to Draco. "I pity the fool!" Charlie said, sounding like Mr. T. Then, he spun on his heel and strolled away, whistling to himself.
Draco grinned. He stood up and took Hermione's arm. "Gotta love that guy!"
"I heard that! Don't you go talkin' 'bout me behind my back! I'd prefer it in front of my back if you don't mind!" Charlie shouted without turning around. Hermione laughed as the three of them started to walk back, Charlie a little farther in front.
They had just reached the large doors when Draco looked at Hermione. She seemed deep in thought.
"Hermione? You okay?"
Hermione dropped out of her state of staring and smiled. "Yeah."
"You sure?"
She smiled and nodded. She headed inside, followed by Draco.
"Penny for your thoughts."
She turned to him. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him deeply. He instantly responded, pulling her closer. She smiled against his lips and let go of him.
He smiled, placing his head against hers. "You should think like that more often."
She laughed. "Actually, I was testing a theory of mine."
Draco smirked. "Care to test again?"
Hermione smiled. "No."
Draco kissed her forehead. "And what's the verdict?"
"You're not gay."
Draco pulled away from her and looked her in the eye, looking slightly scared. "What?"
Hermione laughed. "I was trying to figure out how exactly you would know the Spice Girls version of the song, since you have no siblings, which made me draw two potential conclusions. And I am happy to announce that you're not gay."
"And you kissed me just to test that?"
Hermione smirked. "Would you have preferred me ask you instead? I thought you might enjoy this method of testing better."
It was Draco's turn to smirk. "Smart girl."
Hermione laughed. "Straight boy."
Draco leaned in towards Hermione. "Damn straight."
"Straight enough to comfortably listen to the Spice Girls anyway," said a voice from the stairs.
Draco leaned his head against Hermione's and sighed. "I'm going to kill him."
She smiled. "Count to ten first. I want him around for a little while longer."
Draco smirked and looked up the stairs. "You got ten seconds to run, Charles."
charlie smiled. He blew Draco a kiss, and winked at Hermione. "Whatever you say, Scary Spice." He went through the door.
Draco looked at Hermione. She sighed.
"Fine, go."
He kissed her cheek. "I'll see you later."
"Not if I see you first."
She watched him take the stairs two at a time. She smiled and began to walk up the stairs, listening to Charlie singing.
"Stop right now! Thank you very much, I need somebody with the human tou-..! Ack!"
Hermione smiled. And that was Draco strangling him.
She grinned. "Love is in the air..." she sang to herself softly.
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Author's Note: And so starts the next part of the epic story of Draco and Hermione. And just as a side note, the reason I put the Mr. T line in there (I pity the fool!) is because my roommate Nicole came back from the weekend and has been saying that non-stop! You'd be amazed at how you can incorporate that line in everyday conversation. Trust me, I've seen it work. Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Review and let me know what you think!
My review song is "Stop" by the Spice Girls (It's Charlie's fault!):
Stop right now! Thank you very much
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