in These Dreams of Eternity
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
6,330
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16
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
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The Second Task
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Chapter Two: The Second Task
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One Week Later
“It’s just a bit creepy, isn’t it?” Hermione whispered, but her voice echoed down the long pitch-black corridor, giving the impression of an uncomfortably vast space. The scent of earth, damp with the faint hint of decay, was overwhelming. She squinted in the dark, trying to make out the bend in the passage. Lifting her torch higher, she illuminated the walls of the cavern.
A thousand grinning skulls leered back.
“Do you think anyone else is down here?” Hermione said, somewhat nervously. She swallowed hard. “The wizarding burial ground must be around here somewhere and the compass has been leading us around this area for hours now. I just hope we don’t get lost. Again.” This last came out faintly accusatory.
Draco grunted in reply. “More light.”
Hermione gave a long-suffering sigh.
Draco squinted at the map in the dim light. After a moment, he said, “Let me see that compass. I don’t think you’re using it correctly.”
“Of course I’ve been using it correctly, you great git!” Hermione huffed.
“Do you like being stuck down here with the skulls?”
“Fine!” Hermione nearly dropped the large torch in her effort to get the compass off one-handed.
“Of all the…” Draco rolled his eyes and carefully untangled the leather cord and slipping it over her head. His strong hands brushed Hermione’s neck and cheeks lightly, and she was suddenly glad for the darkness to hide her gooseflesh and flushed cheeks and memories of kisses.
Draco’s hand trembled slightly, and she wondered if he was remembering too. His hands lingered on her temples, his thumbs caressing the soft skin there slightly. He suddenly withdrew his hands and cleared his throat.
All business, Draco spent a few tense moments consulting with the map and compass and then shut it with a dramatic snap. He grabbed the torch and pointed down a previously unseen narrowly sloping corridor flanked by artfully arranged tibias. “The way to the tombs seems to be through that small gap over there. I’d rather not have to go this way, but there doesn’t seem to be any other choice.”
Hermione giggled.
Draco quirked a brow in question as they squeezed through the narrow opening in the bones, being careful not to touch them.
“It’s nothing.”
“What?”
“I just thought you’d never admit to your… delicacy. That’s all.”
“Mature. Very mature.” Rolling his eyes, he cringed as his forearm brushed a wall of femurs, and still snickering, Hermione followed.
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Authors Note: Yes, this chapter is over. No, you're not seeing things. This is where the 'experimental format' I was talking about earlier kicks in.
Chapter Two: The Second Task
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One Week Later
“It’s just a bit creepy, isn’t it?” Hermione whispered, but her voice echoed down the long pitch-black corridor, giving the impression of an uncomfortably vast space. The scent of earth, damp with the faint hint of decay, was overwhelming. She squinted in the dark, trying to make out the bend in the passage. Lifting her torch higher, she illuminated the walls of the cavern.
A thousand grinning skulls leered back.
“Do you think anyone else is down here?” Hermione said, somewhat nervously. She swallowed hard. “The wizarding burial ground must be around here somewhere and the compass has been leading us around this area for hours now. I just hope we don’t get lost. Again.” This last came out faintly accusatory.
Draco grunted in reply. “More light.”
Hermione gave a long-suffering sigh.
Draco squinted at the map in the dim light. After a moment, he said, “Let me see that compass. I don’t think you’re using it correctly.”
“Of course I’ve been using it correctly, you great git!” Hermione huffed.
“Do you like being stuck down here with the skulls?”
“Fine!” Hermione nearly dropped the large torch in her effort to get the compass off one-handed.
“Of all the…” Draco rolled his eyes and carefully untangled the leather cord and slipping it over her head. His strong hands brushed Hermione’s neck and cheeks lightly, and she was suddenly glad for the darkness to hide her gooseflesh and flushed cheeks and memories of kisses.
Draco’s hand trembled slightly, and she wondered if he was remembering too. His hands lingered on her temples, his thumbs caressing the soft skin there slightly. He suddenly withdrew his hands and cleared his throat.
All business, Draco spent a few tense moments consulting with the map and compass and then shut it with a dramatic snap. He grabbed the torch and pointed down a previously unseen narrowly sloping corridor flanked by artfully arranged tibias. “The way to the tombs seems to be through that small gap over there. I’d rather not have to go this way, but there doesn’t seem to be any other choice.”
Hermione giggled.
Draco quirked a brow in question as they squeezed through the narrow opening in the bones, being careful not to touch them.
“It’s nothing.”
“What?”
“I just thought you’d never admit to your… delicacy. That’s all.”
“Mature. Very mature.” Rolling his eyes, he cringed as his forearm brushed a wall of femurs, and still snickering, Hermione followed.
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Authors Note: Yes, this chapter is over. No, you're not seeing things. This is where the 'experimental format' I was talking about earlier kicks in.