IA 17 Cookie
Aug. 14th, 2006 01:07 pmHere's a small bit of cookie crumbs (or quotes, if you will) from the next chapter of IA. I know it's taken me absolutely ages to get a new chapter out, and I apologize for that. There will be a new chapter up on FA by the end of this month. It's already finished and has been sent off to my betas. Once I hear back from all of them I will make some changes and send it in to FA. In the meantime, I hope this gives you something to enjoy, and I thank you all for your patience. ♥
"Well, are you just going to stand there all day or are you going to sit down?"
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The legs stretched out and Draco felt his mouth go dry at the bit of skin this move uncovered between his jumper and jeans, which was covered up quickly as Harry tugged the jumper down. Suddenly a book snapped shut and Draco jumped at the sound, banging his head on the underside of the table.
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"Draco," Harry said quietly, jumping at his touch and nearly unseating the book from the shelf. "Someone could see us…."
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"After consulting the maps that Miss Granger and Miss Parkinson showed us the last time we were together, we feel that we know with almost one-hundred percent certainty what Voldemort's next move will be."
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"Sir," Harry began, knowing Dumbledore was probably once more going to refuse to tell him anything but also knowing he had to try, "what is it that Voldemort is after? Does it have anything to do with me?"
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"You're worried again," Draco finally said.
"Well, are you just going to stand there all day or are you going to sit down?"
*
The legs stretched out and Draco felt his mouth go dry at the bit of skin this move uncovered between his jumper and jeans, which was covered up quickly as Harry tugged the jumper down. Suddenly a book snapped shut and Draco jumped at the sound, banging his head on the underside of the table.
*
"Draco," Harry said quietly, jumping at his touch and nearly unseating the book from the shelf. "Someone could see us…."
*
"After consulting the maps that Miss Granger and Miss Parkinson showed us the last time we were together, we feel that we know with almost one-hundred percent certainty what Voldemort's next move will be."
*
"Sir," Harry began, knowing Dumbledore was probably once more going to refuse to tell him anything but also knowing he had to try, "what is it that Voldemort is after? Does it have anything to do with me?"
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"You're worried again," Draco finally said.