in These Dreams of Eternity
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
6,335
Reviews:
16
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, and no money is being made from this work of fanfiction.
The Sixth Task
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Chapter Six: The Sixth Task
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Two Months Later
“OUT OF THE WAY!” Draco bellowed.
Hermione rolled, but glanced up sharply as the huge red dragon’s giant claws raked the ground where she had been crouching. Giving it a sharp whack! with her sword, she hissed as the Dragon’s barbed tail swung around only to miss her head by inches.
He’s supposed to be the distraction and I’m supposed to get the horn, Hermione thought as she ran for her life, I told him this wouldn’t work. The cave is only a few meters away. Taking a deep breath, she sprinted as fast as her short legs could take her. I can make it!
The Atlantean Dragon shrieked a challenge at the small creature trying to invade its lair. Draco flew around the dragon, buzzing its head, attempting to catch its attention.
“DON’T USE YOUR WAND!” Draco roared, precariously perched on his broom. Flying right under the Atlantean’s nose, he startled the dragon enough that it seemed to momentarily forget the girl running on the ground.
“I’m NOT!” Hermione screamed, giving her position away to the angry beast that seemed to hate her. Damn it, not smart Granger! Merlin, I want to use my wand. Shit. This is not good.
Almost at the cave, Hermione zigzagged her way around piles of rocks and gutted animal carcasses, her sword and shield awkwardly banging against her legs and torso, leaving large bruises. Almost there, some vestigial survival instinct caused Hermione to look up, and she gasped at the wall of flame headed her way. Ducking behind her tall shield, Hermione prayed to every deity she knew. Please, let me live. I don’t want to be burned to a crisp. Please…
“HERMIONE!”
The tremendous heat receded, and Hermione miraculously was still alive and not maimed for life. She rushed into the cavern and grabbed a small horn from the pile of molted skin and horns near the entrance. She spied a small clutch of eggs at the back of the cave, and rolled her eyes. Figures. Of all the dragons in Atlantis we choose the protective mummy.
“HERMIONE! I CAN’T KEEP THIS UP MUCH LONGER!”
He used my first name. Hermione couldn’t stop smiling.
“STOP YOUR WOOLGATHERING, MORON, AND GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE!”
Hermione grinned and flung herself into the fray. She had never felt more alive.
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Chapter Six: The Sixth Task
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Two Months Later
“OUT OF THE WAY!” Draco bellowed.
Hermione rolled, but glanced up sharply as the huge red dragon’s giant claws raked the ground where she had been crouching. Giving it a sharp whack! with her sword, she hissed as the Dragon’s barbed tail swung around only to miss her head by inches.
He’s supposed to be the distraction and I’m supposed to get the horn, Hermione thought as she ran for her life, I told him this wouldn’t work. The cave is only a few meters away. Taking a deep breath, she sprinted as fast as her short legs could take her. I can make it!
The Atlantean Dragon shrieked a challenge at the small creature trying to invade its lair. Draco flew around the dragon, buzzing its head, attempting to catch its attention.
“DON’T USE YOUR WAND!” Draco roared, precariously perched on his broom. Flying right under the Atlantean’s nose, he startled the dragon enough that it seemed to momentarily forget the girl running on the ground.
“I’m NOT!” Hermione screamed, giving her position away to the angry beast that seemed to hate her. Damn it, not smart Granger! Merlin, I want to use my wand. Shit. This is not good.
Almost at the cave, Hermione zigzagged her way around piles of rocks and gutted animal carcasses, her sword and shield awkwardly banging against her legs and torso, leaving large bruises. Almost there, some vestigial survival instinct caused Hermione to look up, and she gasped at the wall of flame headed her way. Ducking behind her tall shield, Hermione prayed to every deity she knew. Please, let me live. I don’t want to be burned to a crisp. Please…
“HERMIONE!”
The tremendous heat receded, and Hermione miraculously was still alive and not maimed for life. She rushed into the cavern and grabbed a small horn from the pile of molted skin and horns near the entrance. She spied a small clutch of eggs at the back of the cave, and rolled her eyes. Figures. Of all the dragons in Atlantis we choose the protective mummy.
“HERMIONE! I CAN’T KEEP THIS UP MUCH LONGER!”
He used my first name. Hermione couldn’t stop smiling.
“STOP YOUR WOOLGATHERING, MORON, AND GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE!”
Hermione grinned and flung herself into the fray. She had never felt more alive.
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