Chapter 3
The very first weeks after the incident in the Defense Against The Dark Arts class nothing special seemed to happen except there did.
Malfoy started to isolate himself from his friends and became more... tired looking. He barely seemed to manage walking.
Hermione had noticed the changes too and couldn't help but feel uneasy about it. A part of her wanted to help him. She had told Harry about it but he had made it clear, that he thought it was best to stay out of it and don't create more drama.
It seemed to get worse, he started to quit from Quidditch even going as far to not play against the Gryffindors, claiming he was feeling unwell, and in a sense he was. It sure as hell looked like that. Everybody who seemed to approach him or even dare to come near him would get the Malfoy glare at full power.
One night Hermione was walking slowly and silently in the halls of Hogwarts. She had once again fallen asleep in the library and nobody had woken her. She silently cursed Ron and Harry for not waking her because now it meant she was on Mission-Get-To-The-Common-Room-Without-Getting-Caught.
It seemed to go just fine when she suddenly heard steps coming forward from the left turn. She quickly hided behind one of the statues and sneaked a glance praying that it wasn't a Professor. She quickly drew in a sharp breath of air. It was Malfoy, looking furious as ever and stamping his way toward her hiding place without seeming to care about getting caught. Suddenly out of nowhere Professor Snape came with a irritated look on his face.
He caught up with him and grabbed his arm and pushed him toward the wall.
"Do you realise how serious this situation is?" He all but sneered at him.
"Do you?!" Malfoy's voice broke in the end and he looked like he was about to have a break down soon. "She's dying, you know that! Don't try to deny it, she already told me, and that bloody coward ran out of the house without as much as looking back or thinking twice about it"
Never in her entire life had she seen Malfoy like this and whoever 'She' was much mean much to him.
"But this is not the way to handle the situation, and you know that." Snape sounded so understanding she couldn't believe it.
Draco clamed down a bit, only to look more pained.
"They divorced already." Wait what? Is he talking about his parents?
Snape looked shocked by this information, clearly he was not informed. He took a few steps away from him and finally put his hand on his shoulder.
"Go to your room, Draco. We will talk about this tomorrow"
Draco waisted no time and was quickly gone. Hermione thought that now was the moment Professor Snape would go and she could sneak away. But the next thing he said made her jump more than 2 feet.
"Heard everything didn't you, Miss Granger?"
A/N: Stop or continue story? ;) Let me now.
