What happened…
Sum: what really happened in detention first year?
"Nothing, I repeat, nothing, gives a student the right to walk about the school at night. Therefore, as punishment for your actions, fifty points will be taken"
"Fifty!"
"Each. And to ensure it doesn't happen again, all four of you will receive detention"
"Excuse me, professor, perhaps I heard you wrong. I thought you said the four of us."
"No, you heard me correctly Mr. Malfoy. You see, honorable as your intentions were, you too were out of bed after hours. You will join your classmates in detention."
Draco felt excited. Maybe this was the chance he had been waiting for to convince Potter to be his friend. Maybe more…
IN THE FOREST
"You see that, that's unicorn blood that is. I found one dead a few weeks ago. Now, this one's been hurt bad by summat. So, it's our job to go and find the poor beast. Ron, Hermione, you come with me."
"Okay" was Ron's sickened, squeaky response.
"And Harry, you go with Malfoy" Harry nodded.
"Okay. Then I get Fang" I demanded.
"Fine. Just so's you know, he's a bloody coward." Fang whined, the stupid bloodhound, did he think whining solved anything?
Walking in the forest, I started complaining (not whining, a Malfoy never whines).
"You wait till my father hears about this! This is servant stuff!"
"If I didn't know better Draco," he sneered, "I'd say you were scared."
"I'm not scared, Potter." an owl hooted in the distance. "Do you hear that? Come on, Fang."
"Scared," I muttered. Suddenly, Fang growled.
"What is it, Fang?" Potter asked, the idiot.
Fang ran, and we followed, seeing a unicorn being devoured by a thing. Harry gasped and clapped a hand to his forehead, and the thing eating the poor unicorn looked up. I recognized the face of Ol' Voldie (as I referred to him in my mind) from my father's descriptions.
"!" I screamed. I turned and started to run, before realizing that I was leaving the one person my father had me sworn to protect.
"Harry, no, Potter" I growled, "watch out! Here comes You-Know-Who!" Harry turned around and sent a stunner at the evil, vile thing. It made contact, and Voldie dropped to the ground, his hood falling as we watched.
"It's Professor Quirrell!" Harry exclaimed.
"No duh Potter. He's the only person that's been around every time your scar hurts, is he not?"
"Oh yeah…" idiot.
"Well, I'm" breathe, Draco, "I'm…sorry for what I've done and said to you" I said in a rush.
"If you want to be forgiven Malfoy, then you have to prove your worth."
"And how, exactly, do you think I can prove it?" I asked.
"Well, meet me in the library in a week and I will tell you." He replied. The nerve of that kid! Thinking I couldn't think of my own ideas…
