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Anyways, do you guys think the summary of the story is a bit…mushy? I dunno, I guess it isn't your average summary…oh well…
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Chapter 2 ~ This Night
"What's he doing?"
"Crying?"
"What the fuck!"
"He's such an ass…"
"Crybaby!"
Draco could hear muttering going on around him, and he could hear what the mutterings were about. But he didn't care. He had kept his soul to himself for too long, and now, it felt strangely good to be letting out some emotions.
"Hey, Malfoy!"
Draco wiped his eyes and looked up. There was Blaise Zabini, followed by Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, and Millicent Bulstrode. Blaise had, surprisingly, been made leader of the group after they all abandoned Draco.
"What," he asked tiredly. He was in no mood to fight.
"Why are you crying?" Blaise sneered. "Is it because you lost all those points for Slytherin? Thought it was smart, huh?"
Draco sighed. Getting up, he headed toward the door of the common room. But, Theodore blocked his way.
"Where are you going?" Theodore asked. "Going somewhere else to cry?"
"Get out of my way, Nott," Draco said quietly.
"Make me."
Draco sighed again. He had absolutely no frame of mind for this. Whipping out his wand, he muttered, "Inconsciente!" A brilliant white light flashed, and Draco blinked. Opening up his eyes again, he saw that the other four Slytherins had been knocked out. Satisfied, he went out of the common room.
Draco headed toward the library. He figured that even if Blaise wanted revenge, he wouldn't be stupid enough to pick a fight in the library. Plopping down at one of the hidden tables, he began to read.
He was half-way through "Positive Potions", when he heard someone coming towards him. His hands gripped his wand inside his robes, and he looked up.
He was rather shocked at the individual in front of him.
"Look…" a nervous start. "We need to talk…"
Draco peered suspiciously into the eyes of Harry Potter.
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Harry went to find Professor McGonagall. He was going to tell her the truth, even if he was the one who ended up with detention. The Gryffindor blood inside of him told him to do this. To be honest, truthful, no matter the consequences.
Heading toward the staff room, he played what he would say in his head.
"Yes Potter?" Professor McGonagall would be surprised that he was there.
"I…I need to tell you something, Professor…"
"Oh really? What is it?"
"It's about this afternoon."
"Yes…the one where Mr. Malfoy attacked you?"
"Yes…well, he didn't."
"Pardon?"
"He…he didn't attack me, Professor. I attacked him…he just used the Shield Charm…I know I shouldn't have, but…well…I don't know what got into me…"
Harry paused. Would the Professor be very angry at him?
Probably not, Harry decided. After all, he had decided to come clean.
"I'm disappointed in you, Potter,"
"Yes…I know…and I'm sorry…"
"Very well, but you do know that you will have to take Mr. Malfoy's place in detention?"
"Yes Professor, I know…"
"Good. I shall inform Mr. Malfoy about the situation, and I will send you an owl about the time of detention."
"Thank you Professor."
"No problem. Good night, Potter."
"Good night Professor."
Great, Harry thought. It would come out great.
But it didn't.
For as soon as Harry was finished thinking about all that, Professor McGonagall had come rushing out the staff room. Spotting Harry, she hurried over.
"Potter! Thank Merlin…I was just looking for you!"
"You- you were?" Harry felt nervous. What if Malfoy had already told her?
"Yes, I was. I have detention sessions all this week, Potter, and the next."
Harry nodded, although he still didn't understand.
"And tonight, I have a staff meeting about the possible discharge of Moaning Myrtle…"
Harry nodded again, still completely confused about the whole situation.
"So I have no time for Mr. Malfoy's detention."
Oh, Harry thought. Now it's getting somewhere.
"I am asking you to take my place."
Nod. Nod. Then, realization dawned upon him.
"WHAT?" he exclaimed. "Me…but…but…"
"I cannot just let Mr. Malfoy get away with hexing students in the corridors! Surely you understand that, Potter?"
"Yes…yes Professor, I do, but-"
"Very good. The detention is tonight night at seven, in the empty classroom of the North Wing. Make sure you tell Malfoy that, won't you?"
"Yes Professor…I mean-"
"Very well Potter. Good night to you."
And she walked off, leaving a stuttering Harry behind.
Crap, Harry thought. Now what am I supposed to do? Sighing, Harry decided to go and find Malfoy anyway. He couldn't get off the detention, so he supposed that he might as well go easy on him.
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"Potter, I asked you a question! What do you want with me?"
Harry snapped out of his walk down memory lane.
"Uh…"
Draco raised his eyebrows. "Yes?" he asked.
"Er…why…why are your eyes red?"
Draco looked startled, while Harry was cursing at himself. Damn, he hadn't meant to say that!
"Mind your own business!" Draco snapped.
"Why should I?"
Draco rolled his eyes. "Because it's my life!"
"So?"
"Really Potter, you need a life!"
Draco started to get out of his chair, but then sat down again. He hadn't noticed it, but his legs had fallen asleep while he was sleeping. Shit, shit, shit, he thought. Now I'm stuck with Potter.
But Harry didn't seem to have any desire to spend any more time with Draco. He looked down at him, and said…
But Draco didn't hear anything. He was looking up, and into the eyes of his worst enemy. The person he hated the most.
He loved those eyes…
Emerald eyes, that swarmed with bits of sea green, making them look so mystical, so fascinating…
"Malfoy? Are you listening to me?"
Draco blinked. He tore his eyes away and looked down at the table, confused. What was he thinking?
Harry sighed.
"I said, McGonagall told me to take her post in giving you detention. So, you have to meet me at the empty classroom in the North Wing…got it?"
Draco nodded, hearing, but not taking in.
"Good. I'll…I'll see you tonight, Malfoy…"
And Harry walked away.
Draco sat still, trying to rub the memory of Harry Potter's eyes out of his mind. But, the picture of those jade green eyes burned darkly, as if etched into his skull forever.
Suddenly, Draco actually assimilated what Harry had said.
Him? Detention with Potter? Why? Why didn't Potter tell McGonagall the truth? Weren't Gryffindors supposed to be brave at heart? Good…honest? That's not what Potter was acting like. Draco sighed. He supposed that Potter thought he deserved it… taunting him all those years…
Wait a minute!!
He most certainly did not deserve this detention! Potter deserved to be made fun of…to be taunted. He was the most bigheaded git Draco had ever met! Of course he deserved it!
Draco sighed. He supposed that he would have to go to the detention. Otherwise, he would get in trouble.
It seemed so strange, that, only a few months ago, Draco was the heart of the school. Girls, swooning over him, popularity crowding over his head…and now…now it was as if he did not exist anymore…as if he were just a shadow that darkened the hallways… Nobody paid him anymore mind anymore…he was invisible…a small gust of air that disappears without a trace.
Closing his eyes, Draco put his head down onto the table. Peace…and quiet. That was what Draco needed. Just some time to himself.
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Great, thought Harry bitterly. I can't wait until tonight!
He didn't even know how to do detention! Okay, so he had done detention with Snape, cleaning out the jelled frog jars…and yes, he had done detention with Umbridge.
But that was no detention that he could do! He had no jars full of jelled frog, and had no quill that drew blood from you.
Then again, Harry thought, Malfoy really shouldn't be doing detention. It was Harry's fault that he was in the first place, thus, Harry's fault that he himself was in this sticky situation.
Way to go, Harry, he thought resentfully.
Then, he decided. He would apologize to Malfoy tonight. He hated the idea, but he absolutely had to!
Yes…that was it…tonight…
Tonight…
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Finished!
That took a while, didn't it? Lol, sorry.
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