Save The Date (A Drarry FanFiction)

Chapter Forty Nine

   "Then why does he say differently?" the girl argued.

"Because everyone forgets when they arrive here," Bones answered, forcing his way between the skirts and legs. "It's a long story, and I'll explain it all in a bit." He looked up sorrowfully at Draco from under his pretty floral bonnet. "Sunshine, I think you gotta go get him."

Draco nodded. He'd been prepared to do as much, which just showed what a bloody idiot love made you. "Is there any hope we can make it back?"

Bones considered it, chewing his furry lip with sharp teeth. "I reckon, maybe," he said carefully. "But you gotta keep your thoughts really focused, you can't think of anything else but Harry, just Harry. That way, it might just let you find him." He sighed. "But I ain't got no actual clue as to how it works, it's all theory. Sorry."

"So, if it's not a holiday land, what is it?" Draco asked, confused.

Bones thought before he spoke. "It's the realm of personal holidays," he said. "The reality shapes around you."

Draco gulped. "Okay, so I can control it?" he asked hopefully.

Bones scratched a paw at the edge of the void. "If you are able to realise where you are, then yes. You have to shatter the illusion first."

"Harry won't have been prepared at all," said Fan, shaking her head. "He'll have no chance."

"But I will," Draco countered stubbornly. "I'm forewarned. I also remember the real world, and-" He looked up at the clock tower and felt his chest clench. "-I know how little time we have to get back there. I won't let him down."

"Oh, and what?" Draco looked up to see an extremely agitated robin plunge down through the warrior women still looming overhead on their flying horses. "We should just trust you!" The bird jerked to a halt in front of Draco's face so he could jab his beak towards his nose, then flipped over to land on the girl's shoulder. "This is all your fault! He thought he was looking for someone important, someone that needed saving after all those posters we saw. Now he's gone and thrown himself down into the fourth level!"

"I know," Draco cried pitifully. "I'm so sorry."

"Look," snapped Bones. "Yeah, this is bad, but the Prince here ain't a villain, and Harry's not in his right mind. I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't know where he was going, just that he was going away. Fresh minds don't have all the know-how when it comes to the lands, they have to learn."

Draco was grateful to have Bones stand up for him, but it didn't change Harry's dire situation, and he still felt numb and panicky.

"Fresh minds?" the robin repeated.

"Yeah," spat Bones. "Newbies, those what have just arrived. We ain't got time to go through it now."

"We've just arrived though?" the robin challenged. "And we remembered about the fourth level?"

"I told you," Bones growled. "We haven't got time now, Draco needs to get going."

"No," the girl said, reaching forward towards Draco as he made to move by the edge of the portal. "I don't care if you're telling the truth, Harry didn't like you, and he's my friend. If anyone should go down there, it should be me and Rocky." She shrugged her shoulder to indicate the bird.

"And what," a deep voice rumbled. "Do you know of the fourth level, Spring Child?"