Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Harry Potter universe and no money is being made from this story. Just borrowed some characters ;)

I found a picture on 9gag which inspired me to write this story. I added the link of the website:

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And now: enjoy the story :)

Dusk was already falling when Draco Malfoy tried to walk through the corridors of the fourth floor, looking as innocent as possible. Every now and then, he

casted a glance over his shoulder, just to play safe. Not that he was up to some mischief, no, he was just heading down to the library.

More precisely, to the Restricted Section, but no one needed to know about this. He was just going to the library, there was nothing wrong with it.

If Granger was allowed to practically live in the library, then he could also go there and look for a book.

After talking himself into believing a dozen times, he really nearly believed it. Again, it wasn't that he was up to some mischief, he just wanted to be sure to…

well, to keep a good answer in readiness if someone asked him about his wandering around.

He just hoped that his Head of House wouldn't see him. Draco knew that now, after the war, Snape would also deduct points from him, regardless the fact that

it would be his own house which will lose points.

And Draco was sure, very sure that it wouldn't be only 30 points for what he was planning to do.

It was a bit challenging for Draco to find the library as he had

actually never been there during the entire seven years at Hogwarts.

In fact, he had is little tricks and sources of getting an acceptable essay since most of the time they were written by his former girlfriend Pansy anyway.

He sighed. "The first time at the library, and straight away looking for the Restricted Section", he thought. Ultimately entering the library after a final glance

over his shoulder, he saw Madame Pince at a bookshelf far away from the entrance.

She seemed to be engrossed in repairing some old books, so Draco made use of an opportune moment to reach the Restricted Section unnoticably.

He slipped through a dark wooden door and immediately started to look out for a special book. He pulled out a small piece of parchment, unfolded it and

brought it closer to his eyes as the light already was too dim.

Rituals of Summoning and Conjuration, he read. "It must be somewhere here", Draco murmured. He was glad that he found a listing of the books in the

Restricted Section in his father's office. He was certain that his father's library would contain books about summoning charms, but he was also certain that

these books were way darker than those at Hogwarts.

And finally, his intention wasn't to summon some dark demon guy, but only to scare the hell out of Potter-the-boy-who-lived-and-cannot-be-killed.

Draco wandered around scanning the shelves for the book he was looking for. After what seemed like ages, he finally found it – a dusty, rust brown book on

the top shelf.

He stepped on the lowest shelf, caring little about the mess his shoes made, and grabbed the book. He jumped down from the bookshelf and looked around,

hoping that Madame Pince didn't hear the noise. As the old librarian didn't turn up, Draco made his way out of the library as silently as he entered it.

He knew from a more or less reliable source that the girls' lavatory on first floor would be perfect for his little experiment as no girls would use these toilets

because of Mourning Myrtle.

As it was now already about 7 pm, Draco hurried to get into his common room and hide his new acquisition somewhere there.

He really had to hurry as the feast would start in a few minutes and he knew that it would be conspicuous, if not suspicious, if he didn't attend the meal.

Draco would have loved to put his idea into action, but it would also be suspicious if Harry didn't attend the meal, either after being scared witless.

Draco was convinced that it would be so much easier to try his little… experiment on an innocent Hufflepuff first to see if everything went right.

On the other side – Hufflepuff wasn't his worst enemy, so it wouldn't be fair.

"By the way, Potter is neither…", he thought. Against every expectation, Crabbe and Goyle were his declared enemies, or how he called them to himself:

"Crap'n'Goyle".

Draco was absolutely sure that one fine day, they would talked him to death with their totally stupid ideas. Well, braniacs look different.

Anyway… he disgressed. Draco put an invisible-charm over the book and covered it with his blanket, just to be on the safe side. Then he made his way to the

Great Hall.