Stealing Sweaters (Part 7)
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“Ready?” Ginny murmured under her breath.
Luna nodded with a bright smile.
Ginny glanced over at Draco sitting in a chair nearby in the eighth year common room, reading a rather massive book held rather close to his face. He was one of four people in the common room at the time. No one gave the two seventh years much notice, they tended to come around the eighth year dorms quite often.
Luna elbowed her gently with a don’t give it all away look. Ginny helped her set up the ladder they had found and propped it against the wall.
Floating up against the ceiling were a dozen or so brightly coloured christmas baubles. Both Ginny and Luna looked up at them. Ginny put her hands on her hips, doing her best to hide her impatience.
Luna put her arm through Ginny’s holding it loosely, “Do you think we should transfigure a net maybe?”
Ginny shrugged but started looking around for something handy to transfigure.
They both turned when they heard footsteps approaching from the dorms.
Ginny fought down her grin.
Luna smiled as she always did and waved, “Hullo, Harry.”
Harry waved back a little awkwardly, “Uh, Hermione said you needed help?”
Luna nodded and pointed up towards the ceiling, “I accidentally charmed my favourite baubles to float.”
They all craned their necks up to look at the peacefully drifting ornaments.
“Couldn’t you just fly up on a broom?” Harry asked.
“Surprisingly, brooms don’t work here.” Ginny sighed and added a little sarcastically, “Can’t imagine why the Headmistress wouldn’t want students flying around their common rooms.”
“And you can’t just levitate them down,” Harry added.
“Oh no,” Luna said with concern, “They’re very fragile.”
Ginny went over to the firebox and grabbed a piece of kindling, transfiguring it into a butterfly net as she walked back to them, “I was going to get them down myself but Luna said I couldn’t.” She thrust the net into Harry’s hands.
“You have a game tomorrow,” Luna said, “It’s better to be safe. Besides, Harry’s much better at being injured.”
“Thanks,” Harry said ruefully. He looked the ladder over with distrust. He asked Ginny, “You’ll hold the ladder?”
Ginny nodded. Still holding her wand thoughtfully, she cast a lighten weight charm over Harry, “Just in case. I’ll be able to catch you,” she grinned and winked
“My hero,” Harry muttered, carefully climbing the faintly squeaking ladder until he was near the top of the high ceiling. He held on with one hand, his jaw clenched, as he stretched the net out and very carefully caught a bauble and pulled it down to himself. He removed the floating charm and took a few steps down to hand Luna a bauble. He repeated this eight more times, looking a little annoyed at he gave Luna the tenth one.
“Why did you charm these to float in the first place, Luna?” Harry asked.
Luna carefully took the blue glass orb and put it away in a fancy wooden box, “I wanted to make them dance,” she said matter-of-factly.
Harry rolled his eyes, “Right, of course.” he huffed a sigh and climbed up for the eleventh, scooped it up and swung the net down to let Luna pull it out herself, while he leaned against the top rung.
“Thank you for helping, Harry,” Luna said, holding the green bauble between two hands.
Harry shrugged, lifting the net up to catch the last one. It had drifted the furthest and in order to get the net close enough he had to lean out and off to the side, holding onto the very bottom of the net’s long pole.
There was the tinkling sound of something glass falling onto the floor.
“Oh-!” Luna reached after the green ornament even as it quickly rolled out of reach.
“I’ve got it,” Ginny said, and let go of the ladder.
Without Ginny to hold the ladder in place, it immediately began to tilt. Harry jerked back trying to grab on to the top rung with both hands, his sudden weight shift made the ladder bounce off the wall filling the air with the sound of creaking wood scraping across stone.
“Watch out!” Ginny yelled.
And there was- if Harry had been of a mind to look for it- a slight push, that sent the ladder plummeting over too fast to be caught by a levitation spell.
Draco who had been reading, was now standing, his book thrown to the side, his wand falling from his hand as he reached up, grabbing hold of Harry as he fell towards him. Even with a lightening spell, they both ended up on the floor with the wind knocked out of them. The ladder bounced off Harry’s back and slid to the floor with a clatter.
Harry groaned, pushing himself up into a sitting position with careful stiff movements.
Draco stared fixedly at the ceiling, a little frown and a faint flush on his face, “At your leisure, Potter.”
Ginny and Luna glanced at each other, sharing a look of relief that everything had worked out.
Harry nodded as he shoved the ladder over and got off Draco, kneeling beside him and rubbing his forehead as he offered Draco a hand to help him sit up.
Draco hesitated and then took Harry’s hand with a sigh, “Did you hit your head?”
Harry shook his head, “I’m fine,” he was looking Draco over, “Are you okay?”
“Other than being squashed by an oaf, yes,” Draco said.
Harry nodded thoughtfully.
Draco huffed and looked around, retrieving his book from where he had dropped it.
“You caught me,” Harry said softly.
The tops of Draco’s cheeks pinked, “So? Was I supposed to let you knock yourself unconscious?” he said it dismissively, turning away and pushing himself to his feet.
“Thank you,” Harry said just as quietly, looking slightly stunned.
Draco spared him a single nervous glance before sitting back in his chair and opening his book in front of his face so his expression was hidden, “You should get some bruise cream from Pomfrey.”
“I- yeah,” Harry said pushing himself to his feet and making his way toward the common room door. He paused to ask Ginny, “Do you still need help or-?”
Ginny furrowed her brow, dropping down and then jumping up into the air to grab hold of the bottom of the net, still floating half off the ground. She pulled it down and took the purple bauble out, “Nope, we’ve got it. Sorry about letting go of the ladder.”
Luna pulled herself out from under a couch with the green ornament, “You were wonderful Harry! You fell so gracefully, like a wounded duck.”
“Yeah, sure,” Harry said, wincing slightly as he pulled open the common room door and made his way out into the hall.
Luna tilted her head to one side, curling a strand of blond hair around her finger, “Do you suppose Harry was hurt worse than he said?”
Ginny looked over at Luna’s expression, reading it only as she could, before adding a bit loudly, “Hard to say. You know Harry, he never complains.”
There was a muffled swear behind them and then Draco pushed past looking furiously annoyed as he followed Harry outside.
Ginny grinned and cast a patronus. No sooner had it disappeared down the dorm hallway than Ron and Hermione came running out.
“How’d it go?” Ron asked.
“Did it work?” Hermione said at nearly the same time.
“I think it went very well,” Luna said airily.
Ginny nodded and told them everything that happened.
Ron and Hermione exchanged a worried look.
“Is Harry hurt?” Hermione asked.
“Nah,” Ginny said with a flip of her hand, “bruised a bit, sure, but that’s it. I cast a lighten weight charm on him, he practically bounced.”
“And Draco will look after him,” Luna said.
“It was adorable really,” a voice said sarcastically from behind them.
The group turned to where Blaise, Pansy and Theo were all sitting on one of the longer couches.
Pansy frowned and kicked Blaise lightly on the ankle, “It was cute.”
“Yes, Pansy,” Blaise said dryly, “You know what I mean.”
“Just tell them,” Theo said distractedly, his quill skittering across a foot of parchment that was nearly filled with his sharp small handwriting.
“We were wondering if you’d consider a different sort of tactic,” Pansy said.
Blaise smirked faintly, “A more Slytherin sort of plan.”
“A whot-?” Ron said.
Hermione said carefully, “What are you talking about?”
Pansy rolled her eyes dramatically, “Getting Draco together with your Boy wonder, of course.”
“It’s terribly obvious what you’re doing,” Blaise said.
Theo hummed in agreement, “Not subtle at all.”
“The Hufflepuffs have probably figured it out by now,” Pansy said.
“And…” Hermione quirked an eyebrow with a lopsided smile, “you want to help?”
“We want to see Draco happy too,” Pansy said, a little affronted.
Theo carefully wiped his quill off, picked up the parchment and held it out to them, “And we your need assistance to pull it off.”