Falling Is Only the Beginning: A Lovers' Tale

    He had gotten an odd book on a girl named Sarinity; apparently she died by a stranger. When he came out of the library, he wanted to be else where then that musty old place. He noticed black clouds hung over the sky.

    Then...nothing, it just went dark, not even light from outside came in. he sighed and reached into his robes, then started patting around. Damn, he thought, where is it?

    She felt Harry push her into a new room; she could feel it was tight spaced. A rumble came and she whimpered; she didn’t even know what was going on!

    "You’ve got to tell me," Harry said trying to move around which wasn't helping the situation at all, "what did you need to tell the professors?"

    She looked up seeing a slight glow from his wand, he was just to close for comfort, "I," she bit her lip, "It's just, I saw the clouds coming," she shivered.

    "How?" He asked, gasping one of her arms gently.

    "I- I just saw them," she was trying to make out his face, which was scary since the light cast a ghostly pattern on him, "I wanted to tell someone, you know, make sure it was alright."

    He sighed, and she coughed, because she had breathed it in, he mumbled a sorry and tried moving again.

    "You know," she said, "I don't think you moving is helping either of us."

    He sighed again, and then quickly apologized, “Well?” He asked, “What do we do then?”

    She sighed, but she wasn’t hovering over him so she didn’t need to say sorry, “I don’t know,” she leaned against the wall that pressed against her back. She could here him breathing; she didn’t want to think about him, no, she didn’t want to fall for him again. So she thought to those gray-eyes wondering if she would ever see them again.

    Now what do I do? He thought angrily, still searching for his wand. Surprised that Mcgonagal hadn't announced anything about the whole mess. "Bugger," he groaned hitting his head on something hard. Then without even knowing he heard a cold voice before blanking out.

    They had been just standing there for a while; she could feel every breath he took. She could also just barely make out his heart beat...great; I'm just squished in some room with Harry Potter.

    She sighed, her head hurt, she knew something wasn't right. She didn't do anything to it...lack of hunger? She thought trying to find out why her head hurt, she sighed again as the faint throb at the right of her head felt as if it was sinking away.

    "Hey," she said, "are we just going to stay here?"

    She felt him move slightly, "well, we can't exactly get out now can we?" He said.

    "It's just," she paused, "where are Ron and Hermione anyway?"

    He laughed, "There probably stuck in a broom closet too," he laughed again.

    "You mean- that they...wait we're in a broom closet? But it's so small," she exclaimed.

    "Where did you think we were?" He paused, "it does seem small doesn’t it?"

    Yet again she sighed, here come another headache...