|
|
Post by Leandra Christensen on Feb 11, 2008 19:38:40 GMT -5
Hermione sat in the libary, pouring over books that cluttered the table. A librarian that she didn't recognized glared at her for making such a mess. She just ignored it, and continued on. She really needed to find out what was going on. She had no idea how they got here. But they were here in Harry's parents' time. Oh well, she would have to deal with it. At least she wasn't alone.
She pushed another book to the side, hearing echoeing footsteps in the hall. They sounded like they were coming here. She hoped it was Ron and Harry but her excitement quickly left when she saw who it was.
|
|
|
|
Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 11, 2008 19:46:28 GMT -5
Draco woke up to find that everything was different. Not by the looks of it, but the people. It seemed that Pansy and him woke up in their parents times. But he knew better than to talk to his father but he was rather tempted by talking to tom riddle. Ahhh he could gather himself in the ranks.
He needed to find someone who knew what was going on. Granger. The filthy mudblood would know. If he was there then she was right? He could only hope. But where to find her? Ah the library. Perfect. He made his way to the library not bothering with changing out of his pj bottoms. He got whistles from a few girls and he waved to them. Thank Merlin none of them were his mother.
He finally found Hermione and glared at her. " What did you do?" he asked bitterly with his hands on the desk.
|
|
|
|
Post by Leandra Christensen on Feb 11, 2008 19:56:17 GMT -5
Hermione looked up to see that Malfoy had entered the library and in his pjs. It looked like he had joined them too. "I didn't do anything," she retorted. "I'm not the one prancing around in my pjs." She gave him a raised eyebrow at his attire. At least she was still in her right mind to change.
"Anywas, all I know is that we're in the year around 1977. I don't know exactly yet but that is all I know so far," Hermione told him, resentment in her voice. She never did like talking to Malfoy. He was always calling her names. Where were Ron and Harry when she needed them?She could stick up for herself though but it was nice to have them around when he was here.
|
|
|
|
Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 12, 2008 22:33:34 GMT -5
He glared at her comments about his pjs. " Then why are we here?" he asked angrily. " Your the one with all the answers all that time, so what's that answer to this?" he asked. He couldn't help it but to blame her. It was always her and that bloody potter that got into everything and this time he and pansy were pulled along for the ride.
" I do not prance, if anyone prances its a weasel" he said glaring at her again. " And now I'm stuck in a school with 2 bloody potters!" he said angrily. So he really didn't have much to go on, other than they were here with them. He listened to her and gave in. He sat down and took one of the books. " So is there anything in these things?" he asked about the books in refrence to what they needed.
He smirked at hermione over his book. " Fancy a shag grange?" he asked her.
|
|
|
|
Post by Leandra Christensen on Feb 16, 2008 2:16:13 GMT -5
Hermione sighed as he continued to blame her. For merlin's sakes, this had nothing to do with her, she just wanted to shout out. But she bit back her tongue. She didn't need this librarian looking at her funny and hating her already from the get go. "I told you. We have some how been transported in time,' Hermione restated, taking a deep breath. She couldn't lose her cool over Malfoy, not matter how much he frusturated her.
"Leave him out of this," she growled. Why did he always have to bring Ron into this? It was like he knew it was a soft part for her. And he was always calling him weasel. Well he was just some Slytherin greasball. She glared at him at the way he was treating the book. "Yes there is something in them. It's called information and knowledge, something that you certainly don't have." She said that last part underneath her breath, not wanting to attract any attention if an argument broke out.
But she had the last straw. Her head automatically shot up as she wore the meanest glare on her face. She didn't want to deal with him. "How about you leave me alone and go prance somewhere else? Or I'll never get us out of here." She hoped she found some way to keep him in this time. Then she would never have to deal with him. That would be great.
|
|
Falcons Seeker&Captain[M:0:0:0:]