Confrontations

EDIT: -Waves- Peek a boo. I see you.

Shut up!

If that's the way you want it.

"Gryffindor!" The hat yelled to a suddenly very quiet common room. Draco froze, how the hell am I going to explain this? He knew he would have to face them sometime. Draco reached up and pulled the hat off his head and looked around a shocked common room.

"I can explain." He began

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I can't explain. Draco thought. Oh hell, they're all looking at me, better say something. Suddenly Draco got one of his sudden ideas. He began laughing. The entire common room looked at him as if he had gone mad. Draco half turned to Blaise.

"You should have seen your face." He choked out between laughs. The students understood now and several of the older ones began laughing too. Blaise however was unconvinced. Draco had been acting strangely for a long time now and the look of horror on Draco's face was too real for him to have been acting.

Draco strode to the other end of the common room, pausing before the stairs to turn and wave cockily at the common room then walking down to the dormitories, leaving the others laughing and teasing Blaise. As soon as he was out of sight his expression turned murderous.

"You will pay for that." He hissed to the hat. He slowly began tightening his grip and the hat squeaked loudly. Draco paused.

"I didn't know hats could squeak." He said.

"There are a lot of things you don't know." The hat told him in a muffled voice. Draco began walking again.

"You just don't learn do you?" He asked squeezing tighter.

He reached the dormitory and threw the hat on his bed. He reached into his beside drawer and pulled out a silver penknife. A very sharp silver penknife.

"Dumbledore will expel you if you destroy me." The hat's voice was shrill.

"You are in no position to be making threats." Draco warned. "Besides I don't have to destroy you, just, make a few holes." Draco's voice had become silky, quiet and calm. The hat knew it was in big trouble. It shuddered as Draco waved the knife in front of him and began to advance.

"Wait!" The hat called out desperately.

"Give me one reason I should." Draco replied, still advancing.

"I can help you with Hermione!" The hat shrieked. Draco stopped and hope began welling up inside him, which he roughly pushed away. Until he was certain the hat could do as he promised he couldn't afford to hope.

"How?" He hadn't let any of his emotions show in his voice and the hat knew he was still in a lot of trouble.

"If you put me on her head I can read her thoughts and tell you how she feels about you." It was a simple plan and Draco saw many holes in it.

"What good would that do? She hates me. I know it." He said bitterly.

"Just try it." The hat told him. Draco sighed.

"Fine, I can still get you later if it doesn't work. But how the hell am I going to get you on her head anyway?" He demanded. The hat looked at him incredulously.

"I thought you were smarter than that." It muttered. Draco took a step forward swinging his knife dangerously.

"Ok, ok! You're good at Transfiguration right?" The hat's voice was moving back to squeaky again. Draco stopped and glared at the hat.

"What has that got to do with anything?" He demanded feeling angrier.

"Just hear me out. Are you?" Persistent little…

"Yes!" Draco snapped.

"It's winter." The hat stated. Draco stared at it. What the…

"What the hell does that have to do with anything!"

"What does Hermione wear during the winter?" The hat sounded like it was talking to a five year old. Draco was by now thoroughly confused and murderously angry.

"A bobble hat, but what does that have to…" Draco stopped and a smirk slowly spread across his face.

"Oh." He said.

"Precisely." The hat replied. It felt quite smug having stopped Draco from murdering it. Draco just stood there for a few moments. Without warning he lunged at the hat with his knife. An inch before the knife drove into the hat Draco stopped and smiled evilly, the knife suspended above it. The hat let out a sound which could only be described as,

"Eep!" Draco looked down at the hat and laughed.

"That was for earlier. I guess there are many things a hat can do." He said. Draco then threw his knife onto his bedside table.

"Now, lets get down to business." He said, grabbing the hat.

So what do you all think about the confrontation between Draco and the hat? Hey just because Draco isn't evil doesn't mean he can't get angry… And no one answered the phoenix question so me and my friend are still arguing… Can someone help me with putting in breaks?

EDIT: Again, short chapter… -Shrug- I do know how to put in breaks now.. But I prefer my little X's.