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Chapter 2: Flight from Hell
Title:A Slytherins Secrets will be kept.
Summary: Draco runs away from home to protect his secret. He becomes a Las Vegas Show girl. Haha, just kidding, or am I? Can Harry bring him back? Sequel to ‘Contemplations and Actions.
Warnings: Slash, Lemons, Pregnancy, Masturbation (Sorry, none this chapter)
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. (I own nothing except maybe the idea for my OCs, or not^.^)
A/N: Here’s Chapter 2. I decided to be nice and give you two chapters. I might not be posting again for a while, but hopefully I’ll be able to. Hope you enjoy it. ^.^
“speech”
‘thoughts’
Chapter 2: Flight from Hell
March 13, 2001 (Tuesday) Somewhere over the Atlantic
‘Merlin, just kill me now.’ Draco thought to himself as he stood over the toilet, having just thrown up again for the fifth time in as many hours. At this point it was just the water he had drunk and some crackers he had eaten to settle his stomach last time.
The compartment was very cramped and allowed him very little freedom of movement. Not that he needed much space to be able to throw up and he was going nowhere near the floor as he would have at home. Of course at home he wouldn’t have this trouble, because he would be safe on the ground, and his stomach wouldn’t be subject to ‘turbulence’, and when he was sick his mother and several house elves were able to get him better in no time. He had never gotten motion sickness in his life, and he could he could fly his Nimbus 2000 all over the place and not get sick, so why would he now? He had thought about it for a while and realized it must have something to do with his changing body. Draco flushed the toilet and closed the toilet seat lid, wiped it off, and sat down on it. Resting his head on the sink after rinsing out his mouth.
There was a knock on the door. “Miss, are you all right in there,” Draco recognized his stewardess, who was a nice older American woman, “You’ve been in there for quite a while now, and the pilot has put on the seatbelt sign. We’re in a rough patch of turbulence and he wants everyone in their seats.” Draco pushed open the door of the bathroom weakly. The stewardess stared shocked at the pale young woman in front of her. When she had gotten on the plane she had been almost vivacious and now after only about 6 hours her strawberry blonde hair was coming out of its braid and tendrils were plastered to a sweaty forehead. Her face, pale before, was now sheet-white. She grabbed a paper towel and wet it, and then wiped the young woman’s face. “I found someone with Dramamine, which should help with the nausea, and it will help you sleep some. She hand the girl the packet with the pill and a bottle of water. “Here you go miss. Take that and I’ll help you to your seat.”
Once the girl had taken the pill, she was able to help the taller girl to her seat, which was now on the aisle. Her first seat had been a window seat, and once the girl had thrown up on her seat mate trying to get by, he had been more than willing to switch seats with the girl. He and his wife had later moved to different seats that had been empty, so that the girl would be able to lie down better, and so they would be able to get some sleep themselves. She got the girl situated in her seat lying across the three seats. She was soon asleep.
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For the next few hours, the stewardess checked on the girl, who slept most of the time. She didn’t even wake her when they served the meals, but set one aside for her. The girls color didn’t get better, but she slept peacefully for three hours. On their approach to New York though, the girl was awake and started to throw up again, but after the little bit of water she had drunk, she was at this point dry heaving. This continued until they landed an hour and a half later. Once they had landed, she told the girl to stay in her seat until everyone had left. She helped with the disembarkment procedures, and then went back to the girl, who had gotten her stuff and was waiting in her seat with her head between her legs.
“Miss, are you feeling any better.”
“Yes, a lot, no that the plane has stopped moving. I can’t believe I have another flight in just 4 hours.”
“Well miss the Dramamine seemed to help, so you should buy some at the gift shop. Oh, and here’s some of the food from dinner. I reheated it for you. You should eat something. Do you need help getting off the plane?”
“No, but I do have a question, Do I have to get my baggage to go through customs?”
“Yes, and have your passport and all your other documents ready to go. Ok, let’s get you out of here.”
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Customs was a drag to get through, and made him feel even sicker. Once he was through, he put his luggage on the belt so that it could be put on his next flight. He now had two hours until his next flight and so he made his way to the waiting area after exchanging money, buying a package of Dramamine and a cup of tea. He had eaten his meal while in line at customs. While he was in the waiting area, he received the news that due to a landing gear malfunction, the plane he would have taken was out of commission, and so the next flight available, would be early the next morning. The Flight Company offered to pay for his hotel overnight and for a tour bus ride around New York for the inconvenience. He accepted. He was taken around the city along with several other tourists, and saw among other things the Statue of Liberty, the twin towers and the Empire state building. He returned to his hotel room still weak and a little nauseous. He slept, and barely woke in time so that he reached the airport with no time to spare to get on his flight. He was nauseous the whole way to the airport, but he didn’t throw up.
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He boarded the plane and took his seat. Luckily he didn’t have a seat mate this time. He took a Dramamine, buckled his seat belt and closed his eyes.
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Draco was jolted awake by turbulence, and then the pilot’s voice came over the intercom, “Ladies and Gentlemen, due to some malfunctioning…” Draco didn’t here the rest because, he had just grabbed the sick bag and his ears were filled with the sounds of his vomiting. “…landing. Please fasten you’re seatbelts if you have not already done so. Flight attendants prepare for landing.”
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Draco never learned what caused his plane to land in Chicago. He didn’t care. He was able to get another flight to Las Vegas. Unfortunately this was on a very small jet. His seat was a window seat situated by the wing, and soon in addition to his nausea, the turbo props gave him a headache. He was ready for his flight from hell, or rather his series of flights from hell, to be over. It also didn’t help that his seat mate, there were only three seats in a row, two on one side and one on the other, was very large. He reminded Draco of Harry’s descriptions of his cousin Dudley.
He dry heaved several times during the flight even with the help of the Dramamine. The girl in the seat in front of him had turned around several times to ask him how he was feeling. She seemed very nice. Around his age, with long black hair that she wore in two French braids. She s extremely pretty, beautiful in fact. She talked to him inbetween his heavings, and told him about her life.
“Well, I’m the oldest of four girls.” “This is my last year of school.” “I’m meeting friends in Las Vegas for a wedding, but I’m going early to get in some time for doing some sight-seeing on my own since next week is Spring Break and got on a plane as soon as my last class let out and I got to the airport. Are you sure you’re okay?” Were just a few of the things she revealed during the flight.
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Once the plane landed and they had disembarked, Draco headed towards the bathroom. Just as he was stepping into the bathroom his arm was caught. ‘uh-oh, they couldn’t have found me,’ he thought before he turned around. It was the girl from the plane.
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Merry Saber grabbed the tall strawberry blonde girl she had been talking to on the plane, as she was headed towards the men’s restroom with her head down all but dragging her travel bag behind her. “Hey, I think your brain must be fried or something, you were just headed into men’s restroom.” She guided the girl around to the woman’s restroom, but not before the other girl threw up on the ground in front of them. Merry rushed her into the bathroom. She helped the pale-faced girl clean up.
Finally the girl spoke up in that cool British accent of hers, “Thanks for your help. Oh by the way, my name is Dra..ya Skye. What’s yours?”
“Oh, my name is Merry, Merry Saber. You’re starting to look a little better now.”
“Yeah, it was the plane ride. Two days ago I got on a plane in London, and finally today I get here, and I’ve been sick every time I’ve been on the plane and in between I’ve just been nauseous. I’m sorry I shouldn’t be complaining to you about this.”
“It’s okay; I’m not planning on doing anything tonight anyways.” Then after they had both used the restroom and were washing their hands, “So, do you have a place to go yet?”
“Actually, no. Eventually I want to get an apartment and go to school here, and get a job. But for now, I just wanted to get a hotel room and act like a tourist for a while, and maybe gamble a little.”
“Well Draya, if you don’t know where to stay, you can try at the hotel that I’m staying at. It has a casino in it like most hotels on the strip, along with a wedding chapel, which is why my friends choose it. Also, I’ve stayed here with my parents several times. This year will be the first time I’m legal to drink though. Its kinda funny really, because most of my friends have been able to drink for several years now. I was 15 when….uh sorry, I get nervous when I meet new people, and I talk a lot. Sorry. Well what about it, want to share my cab?” Merry finished nervously. She liked meeting new people, but it always made her nervous. Especially since, as a child she had always been viewed as a freak, because of her brainy nature. She had finally settled on a career 2 years ago, when she was 19, and gone back to graduate school. She was going to be an accountant because she loved numbers. She had spent the three years previous after she had graduated from college, just doing odd jobs, including working as bookkeeper for her family’s various businesses and others. She hadn’t really taken any breaks except to go on vacation with her family every year.
“Yeah, sure Merry.” Draya answered back. “I need to get my luggage, how about you?”
“Yeah me too.”
They made their way to the luggage carousel, which had just started to rotate and brought out the luggage from their flight. Merry got her luggage first. Draya had to wait until the last piece came out. It wasn’t a suitcase though, it was a trunk.
“That’s it.” Draya went and grabbed the trunk off the conveyor and placed it on the baggage cart they had grabbed. They then went outside and had the man standing there get them a cab. Merry gave the cab driver the hotel’s name and address. It was quite funny when Draya went to put her trunk in the trunk of the car, the cabby grabbed it from her to put it in himself and nearly dropped it from the weight. He finally got it and Merry’s bags in, and they were off to the hotel.
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There were several bellhops outside of lobby, and when their cab pulled up, several swarmed the cab and once the cab driver opened the trunk, they efficiently loaded a trolley with their luggage. Then one, a tall sandy blond man motioned for Draya and Merry to follow him once they paid the cabby. Max had gotten the others to allow him
“How are you two lovely ladies doing today? Welcome to the Green Palisade Hotel and Casino. My name is Max by the way, and today I’ll be your waiter, oops sorry wrong job,” He swept his cap off, and gave a slight bow of his head, “I meant I’m your bellhop for the day.” He winked at them, “For longer if you want me.”
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Draco noticed that although this Max directed his comments to them both, he seemed to pay a lot more attention to Merry. ‘Interesting, they would make a cute couple, and obviously he’s not dumb. At least he sounds intelligent.'
TBC
Summary: Draco runs away from home to protect his secret. He becomes a Las Vegas Show girl. Haha, just kidding, or am I? Can Harry bring him back? Sequel to ‘Contemplations and Actions.
Warnings: Slash, Lemons, Pregnancy, Masturbation (Sorry, none this chapter)
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. (I own nothing except maybe the idea for my OCs, or not^.^)
A/N: Here’s Chapter 2. I decided to be nice and give you two chapters. I might not be posting again for a while, but hopefully I’ll be able to. Hope you enjoy it. ^.^
“speech”
‘thoughts’
Chapter 2: Flight from Hell
March 13, 2001 (Tuesday) Somewhere over the Atlantic
‘Merlin, just kill me now.’ Draco thought to himself as he stood over the toilet, having just thrown up again for the fifth time in as many hours. At this point it was just the water he had drunk and some crackers he had eaten to settle his stomach last time.
The compartment was very cramped and allowed him very little freedom of movement. Not that he needed much space to be able to throw up and he was going nowhere near the floor as he would have at home. Of course at home he wouldn’t have this trouble, because he would be safe on the ground, and his stomach wouldn’t be subject to ‘turbulence’, and when he was sick his mother and several house elves were able to get him better in no time. He had never gotten motion sickness in his life, and he could he could fly his Nimbus 2000 all over the place and not get sick, so why would he now? He had thought about it for a while and realized it must have something to do with his changing body. Draco flushed the toilet and closed the toilet seat lid, wiped it off, and sat down on it. Resting his head on the sink after rinsing out his mouth.
There was a knock on the door. “Miss, are you all right in there,” Draco recognized his stewardess, who was a nice older American woman, “You’ve been in there for quite a while now, and the pilot has put on the seatbelt sign. We’re in a rough patch of turbulence and he wants everyone in their seats.” Draco pushed open the door of the bathroom weakly. The stewardess stared shocked at the pale young woman in front of her. When she had gotten on the plane she had been almost vivacious and now after only about 6 hours her strawberry blonde hair was coming out of its braid and tendrils were plastered to a sweaty forehead. Her face, pale before, was now sheet-white. She grabbed a paper towel and wet it, and then wiped the young woman’s face. “I found someone with Dramamine, which should help with the nausea, and it will help you sleep some. She hand the girl the packet with the pill and a bottle of water. “Here you go miss. Take that and I’ll help you to your seat.”
Once the girl had taken the pill, she was able to help the taller girl to her seat, which was now on the aisle. Her first seat had been a window seat, and once the girl had thrown up on her seat mate trying to get by, he had been more than willing to switch seats with the girl. He and his wife had later moved to different seats that had been empty, so that the girl would be able to lie down better, and so they would be able to get some sleep themselves. She got the girl situated in her seat lying across the three seats. She was soon asleep.
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For the next few hours, the stewardess checked on the girl, who slept most of the time. She didn’t even wake her when they served the meals, but set one aside for her. The girls color didn’t get better, but she slept peacefully for three hours. On their approach to New York though, the girl was awake and started to throw up again, but after the little bit of water she had drunk, she was at this point dry heaving. This continued until they landed an hour and a half later. Once they had landed, she told the girl to stay in her seat until everyone had left. She helped with the disembarkment procedures, and then went back to the girl, who had gotten her stuff and was waiting in her seat with her head between her legs.
“Miss, are you feeling any better.”
“Yes, a lot, no that the plane has stopped moving. I can’t believe I have another flight in just 4 hours.”
“Well miss the Dramamine seemed to help, so you should buy some at the gift shop. Oh, and here’s some of the food from dinner. I reheated it for you. You should eat something. Do you need help getting off the plane?”
“No, but I do have a question, Do I have to get my baggage to go through customs?”
“Yes, and have your passport and all your other documents ready to go. Ok, let’s get you out of here.”
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Customs was a drag to get through, and made him feel even sicker. Once he was through, he put his luggage on the belt so that it could be put on his next flight. He now had two hours until his next flight and so he made his way to the waiting area after exchanging money, buying a package of Dramamine and a cup of tea. He had eaten his meal while in line at customs. While he was in the waiting area, he received the news that due to a landing gear malfunction, the plane he would have taken was out of commission, and so the next flight available, would be early the next morning. The Flight Company offered to pay for his hotel overnight and for a tour bus ride around New York for the inconvenience. He accepted. He was taken around the city along with several other tourists, and saw among other things the Statue of Liberty, the twin towers and the Empire state building. He returned to his hotel room still weak and a little nauseous. He slept, and barely woke in time so that he reached the airport with no time to spare to get on his flight. He was nauseous the whole way to the airport, but he didn’t throw up.
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He boarded the plane and took his seat. Luckily he didn’t have a seat mate this time. He took a Dramamine, buckled his seat belt and closed his eyes.
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Draco was jolted awake by turbulence, and then the pilot’s voice came over the intercom, “Ladies and Gentlemen, due to some malfunctioning…” Draco didn’t here the rest because, he had just grabbed the sick bag and his ears were filled with the sounds of his vomiting. “…landing. Please fasten you’re seatbelts if you have not already done so. Flight attendants prepare for landing.”
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Draco never learned what caused his plane to land in Chicago. He didn’t care. He was able to get another flight to Las Vegas. Unfortunately this was on a very small jet. His seat was a window seat situated by the wing, and soon in addition to his nausea, the turbo props gave him a headache. He was ready for his flight from hell, or rather his series of flights from hell, to be over. It also didn’t help that his seat mate, there were only three seats in a row, two on one side and one on the other, was very large. He reminded Draco of Harry’s descriptions of his cousin Dudley.
He dry heaved several times during the flight even with the help of the Dramamine. The girl in the seat in front of him had turned around several times to ask him how he was feeling. She seemed very nice. Around his age, with long black hair that she wore in two French braids. She s extremely pretty, beautiful in fact. She talked to him inbetween his heavings, and told him about her life.
“Well, I’m the oldest of four girls.” “This is my last year of school.” “I’m meeting friends in Las Vegas for a wedding, but I’m going early to get in some time for doing some sight-seeing on my own since next week is Spring Break and got on a plane as soon as my last class let out and I got to the airport. Are you sure you’re okay?” Were just a few of the things she revealed during the flight.
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Once the plane landed and they had disembarked, Draco headed towards the bathroom. Just as he was stepping into the bathroom his arm was caught. ‘uh-oh, they couldn’t have found me,’ he thought before he turned around. It was the girl from the plane.
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Merry Saber grabbed the tall strawberry blonde girl she had been talking to on the plane, as she was headed towards the men’s restroom with her head down all but dragging her travel bag behind her. “Hey, I think your brain must be fried or something, you were just headed into men’s restroom.” She guided the girl around to the woman’s restroom, but not before the other girl threw up on the ground in front of them. Merry rushed her into the bathroom. She helped the pale-faced girl clean up.
Finally the girl spoke up in that cool British accent of hers, “Thanks for your help. Oh by the way, my name is Dra..ya Skye. What’s yours?”
“Oh, my name is Merry, Merry Saber. You’re starting to look a little better now.”
“Yeah, it was the plane ride. Two days ago I got on a plane in London, and finally today I get here, and I’ve been sick every time I’ve been on the plane and in between I’ve just been nauseous. I’m sorry I shouldn’t be complaining to you about this.”
“It’s okay; I’m not planning on doing anything tonight anyways.” Then after they had both used the restroom and were washing their hands, “So, do you have a place to go yet?”
“Actually, no. Eventually I want to get an apartment and go to school here, and get a job. But for now, I just wanted to get a hotel room and act like a tourist for a while, and maybe gamble a little.”
“Well Draya, if you don’t know where to stay, you can try at the hotel that I’m staying at. It has a casino in it like most hotels on the strip, along with a wedding chapel, which is why my friends choose it. Also, I’ve stayed here with my parents several times. This year will be the first time I’m legal to drink though. Its kinda funny really, because most of my friends have been able to drink for several years now. I was 15 when….uh sorry, I get nervous when I meet new people, and I talk a lot. Sorry. Well what about it, want to share my cab?” Merry finished nervously. She liked meeting new people, but it always made her nervous. Especially since, as a child she had always been viewed as a freak, because of her brainy nature. She had finally settled on a career 2 years ago, when she was 19, and gone back to graduate school. She was going to be an accountant because she loved numbers. She had spent the three years previous after she had graduated from college, just doing odd jobs, including working as bookkeeper for her family’s various businesses and others. She hadn’t really taken any breaks except to go on vacation with her family every year.
“Yeah, sure Merry.” Draya answered back. “I need to get my luggage, how about you?”
“Yeah me too.”
They made their way to the luggage carousel, which had just started to rotate and brought out the luggage from their flight. Merry got her luggage first. Draya had to wait until the last piece came out. It wasn’t a suitcase though, it was a trunk.
“That’s it.” Draya went and grabbed the trunk off the conveyor and placed it on the baggage cart they had grabbed. They then went outside and had the man standing there get them a cab. Merry gave the cab driver the hotel’s name and address. It was quite funny when Draya went to put her trunk in the trunk of the car, the cabby grabbed it from her to put it in himself and nearly dropped it from the weight. He finally got it and Merry’s bags in, and they were off to the hotel.
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There were several bellhops outside of lobby, and when their cab pulled up, several swarmed the cab and once the cab driver opened the trunk, they efficiently loaded a trolley with their luggage. Then one, a tall sandy blond man motioned for Draya and Merry to follow him once they paid the cabby. Max had gotten the others to allow him
“How are you two lovely ladies doing today? Welcome to the Green Palisade Hotel and Casino. My name is Max by the way, and today I’ll be your waiter, oops sorry wrong job,” He swept his cap off, and gave a slight bow of his head, “I meant I’m your bellhop for the day.” He winked at them, “For longer if you want me.”
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Draco noticed that although this Max directed his comments to them both, he seemed to pay a lot more attention to Merry. ‘Interesting, they would make a cute couple, and obviously he’s not dumb. At least he sounds intelligent.'
TBC