Prophecies- a Dramione Fanfiction

Chapter Eleven: Boredom

SO SORRY THIS IS KINDA A FILLER CHAPTER.

Even now, Hermione felt the sparks between Draco and her. Their "dare" kiss had finished a long time ago, in fact.

They had broken away grinning awkwardly and had spent the rest of the day in silence. Not an awkward one but a comfortable silence, each in their own thoughts.

  Draco was sitting on the bed with his back against the wall, Hermione sitting on him, her small frame buried beneath Draco's muscular one. Her head rested on his chest and the two might have quite happily stayed like that forever until...

Outside Auror Lawson was incredibly bored. Yes, he had his wand but he was bored of transiguring birds into dogs into teapots into cats into... or making enchanted lego figurines walk and talk.

He had even built them their own little town and had (without permission) made a little room next to the Aurors' quarters and had set a light to act like the sun and a stone to act like the moon. Pretty cool, huh?  

Then he remembered that accident when he had decided to shut the couple up. They were incredibly quiet right now, as was the enture school. Everyone was at dinner. He didn't want to scare them. Just to knock some life into them. Soon that lonely corridor was having a right party.

Armour was duelling, it was thunderstorming with realistic thunder and lightning,  there were stone walls getting knocked down repaired and reknocked down. No to mention the army of lego, with lego guns, helicopters,  men dressed in camouflage.  

There was even an ambulance fleet somewhere.   He watched this from a distance,  then deciding to go and view his lego masterpiece of a town.  

Inside that tiny little room, Hermione was terrified.  She had her eyes closed and her hands gripped Draco's wrists so hard, his hand was turning blue.

Draco, rather than wrestling them off and screaming at her, he prised them off and wrapped his arms around her.
10 minutes later and he realised she had visibly relaxed. Hermione was asleep.  

He lay down on the bed and realised, this way they could both fit on the bed. Even through the noise, he fell asleep.   10 minutes later and Lawson was shocked.

 He cleared away the mess, disappointed that there was no reaction. He fixed the lego army though and there began the plans for the First Siege of Hogwarts.   It was 9:00 AM the next morning and classes had just begun, breakfast finishing at 8:30.

Clara and Jonathan were taking the 8th years, leaving Thomas to guard the door.   From experience, Thomas knew that no one ever went near the door.

He had worked the night to get this set up- he had been one of Sirius and James' devoted followers and had picked up a thing or two about mischief.

  "Go on... you know what to do commanders." The little men nodded and began leading a huge lego army to the door. The tenth floor lift opened to tens of thousands of tiny little seats.  

Lawson listened in satisfaction as screaming and panic ensured throughout the school. He then sent down the massive medical unit, to heal the wounded soldiers across the school. Finally, as a big finale, the explosives unit split up and mini fireworks were everywhere. Lawson grinned but then he saw a furious Clara and Jonathan approaching. "UH OH!" he fled.

Grabbing a quill and some parchment he began to look like he was writing a letter the whole time. "Jonathan. " said Clara sweetly. "Isn't Thomas writing to someone just lovely? Let's see who."

She leaned over and plucked the parchment off the table. "Why,  there's nothing on it." She cried, faking suprise. "Tut tut, Thomas, I see you've forgotten a quill needs ink. So let's see what you were really up to. "

Jonathan stood by, waiting to grab him if he attempted to make dash for it. "Let's go and see Professor McGonagall. Petrificus Totalus!  Wingardium Leviosa!" And thus began a very odd procession down into the Great Hall.

All the lego figurines stood with their heads bowed and began to retreat into the lift, knowing that the game was over.

"Clara... I didn't expect you down here so soon." Professor McGonagall's voice echoed in the hall.

"I'll let you deal with the perpetrator. " she replied, unceremoniously dumping himm on the floor and strolling out of the room. "Good day, Professor. " Jonathan bowed before scurrying after her.

Lawson was seated and faced with the glares of the 8th years. This lesson was on dates and how to impress your partner.  Pansy had slightly gotten over Ron's eating habits and had agreed in a way to be Ron's girlfriend/ snogging partner.

Many of the pairs had started "dating" after they had been forced to kiss in one lesson, Ron and Pansy included.

Blaise and Luna had got past the stage  of awkwardness and it was becoming more obvious that they liked each other, just both were too shy to admit it. This had ultimately been proven by their lesson kiss. (Okay forgive me here, I am not a romantic person, having never dated anyone, I do not know how to describe a kiss.)

"It was so passionate,  you could see the fireworks erupting around them." Ginny had commented dreamily.  Harry had nudged her accusingly then.
"Can people not see our fireworks?"

"Your fireworks are so big you can see them on the other side of the universe." Pansy butted in, before resuming snogging with Ron.

"That's enough, Miss Parkinson. " Clara reprimanded but it went unheard. "Okay I think I might be sick." And she covered her mouth, turned and walked quickly away, muttering about how "mentally scarring" running this class was.

So yeah sorry this is quite short it's about 400 words shorter than my usual chapter length.

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