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"I wonder what professor Dumbledore wants?" Harry Potter glances sideways over to Hermione and Ron. At lunch they had been sent an owl asking them to meet him in his office.
"Well it's time to find out," Hermione said quickly, "Were here." She brushed her curly hair over her shoulder took a deep breath and whispered the password. The wall turned to reveal a staircase. Glancing over her shoulder they all began the climb up the stairs. Once at the top they all filed in and started looking around the amazing office. Old books and rare instrument filled the room.
"Professor, we got your owl." Harry said once he spotted Dumbldore sitting at his desk.
"Ah yes, come in please have a seat, tea anyone." The tree of them walked over to the chairs he had motioned to.
"So Professor what did you need us for?" Harry asked.
"Well I am in need of well a favor."
"Don't worry 'bout that whatever it is were your men, oh men and 'Mione." Ron said turning slightly red. Hermione started giggling.
"That's what I thought. You see there is a student here who is having some, well lets say family problems. He seems to have isolated himself, not really ever making friends. I was hoping the three of you could, keep an eye on him have a conversation or two. Just help him however you can."
"Sure Professor we can do that, just who is it?" Harry asked curiously, he hadn't heard any gossip about any one having problems.
"Let me show you." Dumbldore said softly he pulled out his wand and whispered the spell. Seconds later a ball appeared hovering above the desk. A rainbow of colors swirled in the ball finally revealing a pale young man sitting in the great hall surrounded by people talking. His silver blonde hair was slicked back to perfection, a scowl played at his lips.
"ARE YOU CRAZY!! That's.I cant be friends with Ferret boy are you kidding me. You can count me OUT!!" Ron yelled turning bright red.
"Ron has a point Professor we have never exactly gotten along with Malfoy." Hermione added calmly.
"I must say I am slightly disappointed, I thought you three might be able to see past all the history but apparently Professor Snape was correct,"
"What you mean Snape's right" Ron said his blood boiling at the thought of being friends of Malfoy, and proving Snape right.
"I discussed my plans with Snape, Draco is in his house after all he didn't seem to think it was a very good idea." Dumbledore said a sparkle in his eyes. "I'm sorry I pulled you from your studies, have a nice day." He said motioning towards the door. The three looked at each other and quietly walked out of his office.
"I cant help but feel like we let him down." Ron said as the stood outside the office.
"I know what you mean," said Harry as he slumped down against the wall.
"Do you remember the begging of last year, the sorting hat told us we should try to get along. Maybe we should help the Professor, I mean we were warned to get along." Hermoine said pacing, trying to figure out exactly what Dumbldore's angle was. Turning they all walked back up the staircase,
"Professor," started Heromine only to be cut off.
"Ah your back already I wasn't expecting you for at least another eight seconds." Dumbledore said sitting down behind his desk his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I have set it all up. The four of you will be assigned as partners in potions. Snape was going to set the class up in groups anyway, he agreed to put you four together." Dumbldore explained. "So are you in?"
"Yes," and "yes" was heard from Harry and Hermione, they both looked over a Ron. "Alright Alright if I have to." He said shrugging his shoulders.
"Good, thank you all very much. Now off to potions you go." Dumbldore said shooing the children off to class. "I hope this works." He murmured thoughtfully once they had taken off.
"How did he know?" Ron asked for the millionth time as they walked to potions.
"He knew we would help him." Hermoine said turning the pages of the book.
"But how did he know. And How did I get weaseled into this, I mean ferret boy." Ron said gloomily. Hermoine gave Ron a sideways glance and kept playing with her hair. "Okay I'll admit I'm nervous,"
"Me too" Harry agreed after a slight pause. "He is so going to hate us."
"I wonder what professor Dumbledore wants?" Harry Potter glances sideways over to Hermione and Ron. At lunch they had been sent an owl asking them to meet him in his office.
"Well it's time to find out," Hermione said quickly, "Were here." She brushed her curly hair over her shoulder took a deep breath and whispered the password. The wall turned to reveal a staircase. Glancing over her shoulder they all began the climb up the stairs. Once at the top they all filed in and started looking around the amazing office. Old books and rare instrument filled the room.
"Professor, we got your owl." Harry said once he spotted Dumbldore sitting at his desk.
"Ah yes, come in please have a seat, tea anyone." The tree of them walked over to the chairs he had motioned to.
"So Professor what did you need us for?" Harry asked.
"Well I am in need of well a favor."
"Don't worry 'bout that whatever it is were your men, oh men and 'Mione." Ron said turning slightly red. Hermione started giggling.
"That's what I thought. You see there is a student here who is having some, well lets say family problems. He seems to have isolated himself, not really ever making friends. I was hoping the three of you could, keep an eye on him have a conversation or two. Just help him however you can."
"Sure Professor we can do that, just who is it?" Harry asked curiously, he hadn't heard any gossip about any one having problems.
"Let me show you." Dumbldore said softly he pulled out his wand and whispered the spell. Seconds later a ball appeared hovering above the desk. A rainbow of colors swirled in the ball finally revealing a pale young man sitting in the great hall surrounded by people talking. His silver blonde hair was slicked back to perfection, a scowl played at his lips.
"ARE YOU CRAZY!! That's.I cant be friends with Ferret boy are you kidding me. You can count me OUT!!" Ron yelled turning bright red.
"Ron has a point Professor we have never exactly gotten along with Malfoy." Hermione added calmly.
"I must say I am slightly disappointed, I thought you three might be able to see past all the history but apparently Professor Snape was correct,"
"What you mean Snape's right" Ron said his blood boiling at the thought of being friends of Malfoy, and proving Snape right.
"I discussed my plans with Snape, Draco is in his house after all he didn't seem to think it was a very good idea." Dumbledore said a sparkle in his eyes. "I'm sorry I pulled you from your studies, have a nice day." He said motioning towards the door. The three looked at each other and quietly walked out of his office.
"I cant help but feel like we let him down." Ron said as the stood outside the office.
"I know what you mean," said Harry as he slumped down against the wall.
"Do you remember the begging of last year, the sorting hat told us we should try to get along. Maybe we should help the Professor, I mean we were warned to get along." Hermoine said pacing, trying to figure out exactly what Dumbldore's angle was. Turning they all walked back up the staircase,
"Professor," started Heromine only to be cut off.
"Ah your back already I wasn't expecting you for at least another eight seconds." Dumbledore said sitting down behind his desk his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I have set it all up. The four of you will be assigned as partners in potions. Snape was going to set the class up in groups anyway, he agreed to put you four together." Dumbldore explained. "So are you in?"
"Yes," and "yes" was heard from Harry and Hermione, they both looked over a Ron. "Alright Alright if I have to." He said shrugging his shoulders.
"Good, thank you all very much. Now off to potions you go." Dumbldore said shooing the children off to class. "I hope this works." He murmured thoughtfully once they had taken off.
"How did he know?" Ron asked for the millionth time as they walked to potions.
"He knew we would help him." Hermoine said turning the pages of the book.
"But how did he know. And How did I get weaseled into this, I mean ferret boy." Ron said gloomily. Hermoine gave Ron a sideways glance and kept playing with her hair. "Okay I'll admit I'm nervous,"
"Me too" Harry agreed after a slight pause. "He is so going to hate us."