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Adult ++
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Chapter Six
Hey all, this story is being a pain to write. It\'ll probably be about a week before I get another chapter up.
Jo -- LOLOL Thanks! I needed that. : )~ As to Spike, no, he\'s not a \'token\' in anyway. Spike\'s one of my all time fav characters. I promise I won\'t short shift \'im. An old lover of Sev\'s huh? Hmmmmm, I\'d have to work on a plausible explanation for that one. lol The angle I\'m workinom (om (beyond why the heck is Snape still alive if Spike, unchipped vampire had gotten to him) would make that difficult. But, I kinda like the idea, so I\'ll mull it around and see if I can do it. : )
Course, I could squick everyone -- myself included -- and make him an old flame of Dumbledore. ::smirk:: Albus would have only been in his mid forties just before Spike was turned. ::giggles about the reunion scene that is now running through my head:: Hmmm, maybe that\'s not so squicky after all. LOL
CinnamonGrrl -- Thanks! To me, there\'s nothing worse than a rushed plot that makes no sense of the whys and wherefors. And no worries about Willow. It\'s my intention to keep her in character. She\'s pretty quiet, this chapter. Explanations on that next chapter . . . I *think*.
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Chapter Six
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The last few hours had passed in an absolute blur for Draco. The raging nausea and pain as he\'d tried to move on his own. The humiliation as the tiny blonde woman *carried* him. Somewhere deep inside he was completely shocked by that. She had to be a hell of a lot stronger than she looked. He was bigger than she was for Merlin\'s sake!
\"This is as far as the car can go,\" Spike said suddenly, making Draco jump.
**Here already?**
\"Oh, please don\'t tell me that castle up there is where we\'re headed,\" Buffy whined. *Why*Why?** Draco thought, confused. **Hogwarts is lovely!** Okay, it was official. His exposure to the muggles had made him insane. **Lovely?!** He frowned, suddenly distracted from his strangely surreal thoughts. **Wait just a minute! She can *see* it?**
Draco blinked, trying to focus his eyes. It didn\'t work real well, but he was able to sort of focus on the people surrounding him. The blonde woman was looking particularly put out.
\"Why?\" Spike asked, and the dark haired muggle just laughed.
\"I wish I\'d known that earlier,\" Buffy grumbled, reaching for Draco. \"It would have saved several hours stuck in the car.\"
\"Oh,\" Spike responded, \"And just *how* would it have done that?\"
Willow, the redhead -- at least Draco *thought* that was her name. He was having difficulty keeping all them straight. -- just laughed. \"Because we found this guy just down the hill from here.\"
Spike sniggered. \"That\'s pricel\" h\" he replied, then held out a hand, placing it on Buffy\'s shoulder. \"Let me carry him.\"
\"Why?\"
**Oh, yes, please!** Draco could just envision Potter and company waiting at the front doors of Hogwarts as he was carried in by a *girl*. He would *never* live that down.
\"Buff,\" Xander added, \"you remember Larry, and the soda machine incident?\"
As Draco watched the by-play, not understanding most of they said, Buffy nodded warily. He decided right then and there that he would refuse to let her. He ignored the voice that asked him how he was going to prevent it. He was a physical wreck *and* he didn\'t have his wand. He didn\'t even know where he\'d lost it.
\"Yeah, of course I do. I\'m not likely to forget how pissed you were at me for that.\"
\"Well, this is kinda the same thing. You can\'t carry the poor kid into his school. It just woult bet be right.\"
**Thank you, thank you, thank you!** Draco thought in a grateful daze, then froze. **Did I just thank a *muggle*?** What was happening to him? It had to be the concussion. That was the only reasonable possibility. That answered to his satisfaction, several odd things began to drift into his awareness.
He was moving again, and oh, that really didn\'t feel good. He wasn\'t absolutely positive he wasn\'t going to heave all over the bloke carrying him. He swallowed convulsively, hoping he didn\'t. He really didn\'t want to embarrass himself any further than he had to. He frowned. When had Spike picked him up? That last thing he remembered was Xander talking with Buffy. He must have fallen asleep again. **How embarrassing!**
The man, Spike, seemed to be in excellent shape, Draco noted absently, still trying to figure out how he kept losing time. Near as he could tell they were already half way up to Hogwarts, and the bloke hadn\'t even broken a sweat. He wasn\'t even breathing hard. Draco stiffened, much to his body\'s dismay. **Okay, Draco Malfoy, stay calm,** he thought. **You\'ve got to be imagining thingsf cof course the guy\'s breathing. *Everybody* breathes.**
//Vampire\'s don\'t.//
His breathing sped up. **No way!** he thought. **Vampire\'s don\'t hang with people. They kill them.**
\"You okay?\" Spike asked.
\"Fine!\" Draco exclaimed instantly, cringing when his voice cracked, sounding far less manly than he might have wished.
\"You sure?\"
\'m \'m sure,\" Draco insisted, this time -- to his utter relief -- sounding much closer to normal. Thankful, when Spike seemed to believe him and resumed the hike up toward Hogwarts, Draco stared at the pale man\'s throat, desperate to see a single hint of a pulse, wishing he could move his arm and oh-so-nonchalantly lay it against the man\'s chest . . . right over his heart. Surely, though, the exercise would make his heart beat hard enough for Draco to see the pulse.
He stared long and hard. It wasn\'t there to see. He was sure of that now, and that put him in something of a quandary. First of all, he was already trapped. It wasn\'t like he was likely to get away. He held back the whimper that *begged* to be let out. He wasn\'t the bravest bloke on the block -- one of many reasons he was Slytherin, not -- thank Merlin! -- Gryffindor. It wasn\'t something he was ashamed of, but to acknowledge his ing ing fear now, meant letting them all know that he knew something was wrong.
The big question on his mind was whether that was a good idea or a bad idea. Of course, it could all be a concussion related hallucination, which would be highly embarrassing if he admitted to it. On the other hand, if he wasn\'t seeing things, maybe this vampire was using this as an excuse to get inside a school full of children to snack on.
**Wait a sec! I don\'t give a rat\'s arse about the other students. What about me?**
He was saved from having to make a decision when a familiar, and for the first time extremely welcome, voice rang out.
\"Thank goodness!\"
Draco grinned. \"Prossefor Mcgong, McGonal. Ah heck! Minerva!\" Despite his inability to address her properly, he\'d never been so glad to see the Gryffindor harpy in his life. \"He\'s a vampire,\" he exclaimed out loud. The professor would know what to do about it.
\"Whoa!\" Xander exclaimed, and Draco blinked as the wands of *several* professors suddenly appeared.
\"Way to greet the rescue party,\" continued the dark haired muggle.
**Oh, yeah.** He\'d forgotten that part. Focusing on Professor Snape, who had just moved into his field of vision, he warned, \"be careful, these guys took out a full circle of death-eaters.\"
The wands didn\'t waver, but Professor Snape moved a little closer. \"Was he with them?\" he asked sternly.
Draco blinked. \"Ummmm, I don know. I was . . . kina out of it at the time.\"
\"Like now?\" Professor Snape suggested silkily, \"If he was, Mr. Malfoy, then he can\'t be a vampire. It was *daylight* then.\"
\"Oh!\" Draco exclaimed. \"Color me embarrassed,\" he continued and promptly passed out.
He didn\'t hear Willow\'s soft explanation of a concussion. Nor did he hear Snape\'s barked orders to get him to the hospital wing.
TBC
Kiristeen
Feedback so very much wanted. : )
Kiristeen@kiristeen.com
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Jo -- LOLOL Thanks! I needed that. : )~ As to Spike, no, he\'s not a \'token\' in anyway. Spike\'s one of my all time fav characters. I promise I won\'t short shift \'im. An old lover of Sev\'s huh? Hmmmmm, I\'d have to work on a plausible explanation for that one. lol The angle I\'m workinom (om (beyond why the heck is Snape still alive if Spike, unchipped vampire had gotten to him) would make that difficult. But, I kinda like the idea, so I\'ll mull it around and see if I can do it. : )
Course, I could squick everyone -- myself included -- and make him an old flame of Dumbledore. ::smirk:: Albus would have only been in his mid forties just before Spike was turned. ::giggles about the reunion scene that is now running through my head:: Hmmm, maybe that\'s not so squicky after all. LOL
CinnamonGrrl -- Thanks! To me, there\'s nothing worse than a rushed plot that makes no sense of the whys and wherefors. And no worries about Willow. It\'s my intention to keep her in character. She\'s pretty quiet, this chapter. Explanations on that next chapter . . . I *think*.
**********
Chapter Six
**********
The last few hours had passed in an absolute blur for Draco. The raging nausea and pain as he\'d tried to move on his own. The humiliation as the tiny blonde woman *carried* him. Somewhere deep inside he was completely shocked by that. She had to be a hell of a lot stronger than she looked. He was bigger than she was for Merlin\'s sake!
\"This is as far as the car can go,\" Spike said suddenly, making Draco jump.
**Here already?**
\"Oh, please don\'t tell me that castle up there is where we\'re headed,\" Buffy whined. *Why*Why?** Draco thought, confused. **Hogwarts is lovely!** Okay, it was official. His exposure to the muggles had made him insane. **Lovely?!** He frowned, suddenly distracted from his strangely surreal thoughts. **Wait just a minute! She can *see* it?**
Draco blinked, trying to focus his eyes. It didn\'t work real well, but he was able to sort of focus on the people surrounding him. The blonde woman was looking particularly put out.
\"Why?\" Spike asked, and the dark haired muggle just laughed.
\"I wish I\'d known that earlier,\" Buffy grumbled, reaching for Draco. \"It would have saved several hours stuck in the car.\"
\"Oh,\" Spike responded, \"And just *how* would it have done that?\"
Willow, the redhead -- at least Draco *thought* that was her name. He was having difficulty keeping all them straight. -- just laughed. \"Because we found this guy just down the hill from here.\"
Spike sniggered. \"That\'s pricel\" h\" he replied, then held out a hand, placing it on Buffy\'s shoulder. \"Let me carry him.\"
\"Why?\"
**Oh, yes, please!** Draco could just envision Potter and company waiting at the front doors of Hogwarts as he was carried in by a *girl*. He would *never* live that down.
\"Buff,\" Xander added, \"you remember Larry, and the soda machine incident?\"
As Draco watched the by-play, not understanding most of they said, Buffy nodded warily. He decided right then and there that he would refuse to let her. He ignored the voice that asked him how he was going to prevent it. He was a physical wreck *and* he didn\'t have his wand. He didn\'t even know where he\'d lost it.
\"Yeah, of course I do. I\'m not likely to forget how pissed you were at me for that.\"
\"Well, this is kinda the same thing. You can\'t carry the poor kid into his school. It just woult bet be right.\"
**Thank you, thank you, thank you!** Draco thought in a grateful daze, then froze. **Did I just thank a *muggle*?** What was happening to him? It had to be the concussion. That was the only reasonable possibility. That answered to his satisfaction, several odd things began to drift into his awareness.
He was moving again, and oh, that really didn\'t feel good. He wasn\'t absolutely positive he wasn\'t going to heave all over the bloke carrying him. He swallowed convulsively, hoping he didn\'t. He really didn\'t want to embarrass himself any further than he had to. He frowned. When had Spike picked him up? That last thing he remembered was Xander talking with Buffy. He must have fallen asleep again. **How embarrassing!**
The man, Spike, seemed to be in excellent shape, Draco noted absently, still trying to figure out how he kept losing time. Near as he could tell they were already half way up to Hogwarts, and the bloke hadn\'t even broken a sweat. He wasn\'t even breathing hard. Draco stiffened, much to his body\'s dismay. **Okay, Draco Malfoy, stay calm,** he thought. **You\'ve got to be imagining thingsf cof course the guy\'s breathing. *Everybody* breathes.**
//Vampire\'s don\'t.//
His breathing sped up. **No way!** he thought. **Vampire\'s don\'t hang with people. They kill them.**
\"You okay?\" Spike asked.
\"Fine!\" Draco exclaimed instantly, cringing when his voice cracked, sounding far less manly than he might have wished.
\"You sure?\"
\'m \'m sure,\" Draco insisted, this time -- to his utter relief -- sounding much closer to normal. Thankful, when Spike seemed to believe him and resumed the hike up toward Hogwarts, Draco stared at the pale man\'s throat, desperate to see a single hint of a pulse, wishing he could move his arm and oh-so-nonchalantly lay it against the man\'s chest . . . right over his heart. Surely, though, the exercise would make his heart beat hard enough for Draco to see the pulse.
He stared long and hard. It wasn\'t there to see. He was sure of that now, and that put him in something of a quandary. First of all, he was already trapped. It wasn\'t like he was likely to get away. He held back the whimper that *begged* to be let out. He wasn\'t the bravest bloke on the block -- one of many reasons he was Slytherin, not -- thank Merlin! -- Gryffindor. It wasn\'t something he was ashamed of, but to acknowledge his ing ing fear now, meant letting them all know that he knew something was wrong.
The big question on his mind was whether that was a good idea or a bad idea. Of course, it could all be a concussion related hallucination, which would be highly embarrassing if he admitted to it. On the other hand, if he wasn\'t seeing things, maybe this vampire was using this as an excuse to get inside a school full of children to snack on.
**Wait a sec! I don\'t give a rat\'s arse about the other students. What about me?**
He was saved from having to make a decision when a familiar, and for the first time extremely welcome, voice rang out.
\"Thank goodness!\"
Draco grinned. \"Prossefor Mcgong, McGonal. Ah heck! Minerva!\" Despite his inability to address her properly, he\'d never been so glad to see the Gryffindor harpy in his life. \"He\'s a vampire,\" he exclaimed out loud. The professor would know what to do about it.
\"Whoa!\" Xander exclaimed, and Draco blinked as the wands of *several* professors suddenly appeared.
\"Way to greet the rescue party,\" continued the dark haired muggle.
**Oh, yeah.** He\'d forgotten that part. Focusing on Professor Snape, who had just moved into his field of vision, he warned, \"be careful, these guys took out a full circle of death-eaters.\"
The wands didn\'t waver, but Professor Snape moved a little closer. \"Was he with them?\" he asked sternly.
Draco blinked. \"Ummmm, I don know. I was . . . kina out of it at the time.\"
\"Like now?\" Professor Snape suggested silkily, \"If he was, Mr. Malfoy, then he can\'t be a vampire. It was *daylight* then.\"
\"Oh!\" Draco exclaimed. \"Color me embarrassed,\" he continued and promptly passed out.
He didn\'t hear Willow\'s soft explanation of a concussion. Nor did he hear Snape\'s barked orders to get him to the hospital wing.
TBC
Kiristeen
Feedback so very much wanted. : )
Kiristeen@kiristeen.com
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