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Chapter Seven

Deatheater

Hermione's POV

"Professor, why aren't you at breakfast today?" I asked.

"I could ask you the same thing Miss Granger; however, we both are wanting to be in peace before the day starts, yes?" Professor McGonagall replied, her glasses on the edge of her nose.

"I suppose so, Professor." I answered, deciding to not continue speaking, just in case I said something I shouldn't say.

I looked into the mirror on the wall from my seat; I became very surprised that the mark on my face was still lingering. You would think it would have faded by now for it to have happened hours ago; however, I can say it didn't cover the whole side of my face anymore, but where it was still showing, you could definitely see it. I caste a nonverbal spell to see if it would disappear, and it was still there. 'I don't understand!' I screamed in my head.I mean, I didn't get a good look at Draco after what I did to him, but he surely wouldn't have a mark when he comes in here.

'Draco…' I sighed in my thoughts. What am I going to do when he comes in here? I never miss class, except for the one time when I was recovering from what happened with the Chamber of Secrets, and whenever I run errands for teachers. I was actually taking her offer into thought, considering everyone is in some of my classes: Ginny, Ron, Harry, Fred, George, Neville, Luna, Lily…and Draco…

Maybe I can go back in time and- no, I can't. I had to give my time-turner back to the Ministry of Magic after I quit taking all of those extra classes. 'It's no use,' I muttered. Forgetting I wasn't alone, I saw Mrs. McGonagall look up from her desk.

"Did you say something, Miss Granger?" She asked.

"No, Professor." I answered.

"Breakfast is about to end soon, so if you need to go get anything, you may now. And if you change your mind about going through classes today, tell me when you return; hence, I will inform the other professors about you not feeling well today and I send you back to your dormitory." She offered.

"Thank you, Professor." I gave her a small smile, leaving all of my belongings that I already had in here, and slowly left the room. It was good to see more than myself in the mirror; and I hadn't many people at all, but I can hear Dumbledore's voice echo through the hallway from the Great Hall.

From this, I can tell that he was about to dismiss people. I didn't really need anything, I just wanted to stretch so I won't be so cooped up for the next few hours. I started walking back, and than I started running for no apparent reason. I stopped outside the entrance of the room to catch my breath and try to make it as even as I could. I walked in, seeing everything was still in place, just the way I left it, and Professor McGonagall was still at her desk, preparing our lesson for today.

"It didn't take you very long, Miss Granger; however, I am glad you are still in one piece." She let out a small chuckle, and then went back to her lesson plans.

I gave a small laugh, and then returned to my seat. I distracted myself, until I started hearing kids come in. I listened to some peoples conversations. I tried not to laugh at a few, and my mind was racing as some: "Did you hear about what happened to Malfoy?", "Did you notice how there are less students here?", "Did you see Potter and Ginny? It's so cute, they seem so happy.", "Neville and Luna would be perfect for each other, don't you think?". There were a lot more of conversation, but those are the few I've heard.

My heart stopped whenever I seen a miserable looking Draco and his minions come in. I tried not to look, but I can tell his eyes were set on me. Everyone was standing, talking to their friends; luckily, Draco was doing that too. His seat was next to me in every class, so I was thankful that he wasn't seated yet.

When he decided to walk over, I quickly sprang up with my stuff, without notice from anyone but him. In a voice barely up to a whisper, I gave my answer to McGonagall's offer: "Professor, can I please be excused for the day?"

She nodded, and gave me a small piece of paper that had her signature with a little note stating that I was excused. I slid that in my books, and walked out of the scene behind me that I won't have to be a part of.

"I know! When are we going to practice so we can smash them in Quidditch?" I heard Ginny's voice come towards my direction, along with more than one persons footsteps. I wanted to run and hide from them, but I had no where to go.

"I haven't planned that yet; I will try to schedule it at the end of this week if I can. I was going to do it on the weekend, but it's the Hogsmeade trip." I heard Harry answer.

"When's the next game?" Lily questioned.

"Next week Friday," Ron stated.

"Wonderful, I love games!" Luna, who was always full of enthusiasm, cheered.

"That's great. I have detention this Friday, so I had to make sure I wouldn't miss it." Lily explained.

"Our Lil, detention?" Fred was shocked at that explanation.

"No way! How?" George asked.

"Long story, but I'll tell you-" She stopped in the conversation spotting me, and smiled. "Hermione!" She ran towards me and enveloped me in a hug. "I am so glad to see you! I missed you so much at breakfast, and… Where are you going? Our class is that way."

"I know, but Professor McGonagall asked me to do some things for her." I scurried quickly in my head for the story. "I was there first, and she asked me, so I said I would."

I heard everyone said bye to Luna, Neville, George, Fred, and Ginny, and continue on to me and Lily. I could tell she seen the bruise, but she didn't say anything; she was probably doing what she always did that I appreciated: waiting for me to tell her and she would be patient.

"Hey," Harry and Ron both greeted.

"Hi," I greeted back.

"'Mione, what happened to-" Ron started, but Lily nudged him and gave him a look. While they were fuming, Harry decided to talk to me.

"Hermione, Ginny told me what happened. Don't worry, we are all here for you. I don't know what happened with Malfoy, and what happened in your dream, but all I know is if he did that to you…"

"It wasn't him; it's okay, Harry." Harry reached down to feel my face, seeing me wince a little.

"Be careful from now on, and I will keep you safe, I promise. You're my best friend and my little smart "sister", so nothing will happen to you." He laughed, and gave me a hug.

"Thanks, Harry. Now all of you, get going. McGonagall may be in a good mood, but she doesn't like when people are late." I laughed.

"Okay, bye." Lily and Harry were walking away, but Ron stayed behind.

"Ron, you're going to be late." I said, confused by him not following Harry.

"Hermione, what happened?" His cool hand lightly brushed my warm face.

"Nothing," I said, reaching my hand up to his, pulling it down.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"I…I…Just take it easy, and don't get into trouble. And good job with Malfoy, he deserved it for whatever he did to you. Bye." He walked off, leaving me with his cool touch and my mind racing.

"What was that?" I breathed quietly whenever everyone was out of hearing distance. After a few minutes of pondering, I decided to go back in my room and try to get some sleep again.

Harry's POV

"Harry, come here for a word please." Professor McGonagall said, addressing me to the hallway. I followed with a nervousness of what I had gotten into this time.

"Yes, Professor?" I asked her.

"Professor Dumbledore needs to see you." She said. "It is very important; leave your supplies here, I will take care of them."

She reentered the classroom, leaving me alone with my mind filled with questions. I was so preoccupied I never asked any questions. I was so anxious I pretty much ran through the hallways to the entrance of the staircase, frightening a few first years.

"Important." I said, realizing Professor McGonagall wouldn't of told me that if there wasn't a reason. And sure enough, the statue turned, revealing a winding staircase that led up to the door.

I knocked on the door, and I heard a voice call out to me. "Come in Harry."

I opened the door, seeing the Headmaster seated at his desk with his hands together, looking at me. "You would like to speak to me sir?"

"That is correct, my boy. Please, do come take a seat; you might as well make yourself comfortable." He welcomed.

"What's this about? Professor McGonagall said it was important." I asked, getting right to the chase.

"Anxious, are you Harry?" He laughed. "Okay, so Harry, Hagrid came to tell me about your concern with the Dark Lord. Is there a reason for your concern?"

"Dumbledore, you know I have every reason in the world to have a concern. He murdered my parents, he is always trying to kill me, and he's causing so much trouble and widespread fear among our world." I explained. "And not only that, you know about when the dementors attacked me this year. Sometimes, my scar burns at random, like he's here, watching me."

"Precisely, Potter. The reason why I ask for your concern is because I have the same concern. I have caught sense of him last night, but I could not locate where he could have been, but he was indeed in this school. He himself cannot get through the walls; however, if he was manipulating a student here, he would have easy access; thus, I want you to create a small army to watch over our school, almost like security. You, Miss Granger, and Ronald Weasley are to run it, since you three have a lot of commitment and potential."

"Why do you ask us? Why not the professors here?"

"You are at the top of the list, besides for a few professors, who have the strength and power to handle any problem or breech here. None of the professors here know of this concern, except Snape and McGonagall. You mustn't tell anyone why your doing this except for the D.A, and no one must know of the D.A except for the members. Is this all clear?"

"Yes sir. But Professor, what about the manipulator?"

"Professor Snape, McGonagall, and I are to handle that; however, if you see something suspicious, report it to one of us. Is that understood?"

"That is understood."

"Indeed. Thank you for your time Harry. You are dismissed."

"Harry, what do you think we're going to do about this? This is the time when we really need Hermione. Speaking of her, no one I talked to seen her today." Ron said during our first break.

"We'll just have to follow what Dumbledore said. I know, her ideas would be very useful right about now. I don't know, she might be sick today. I'm sure we'll see her by dinner." I replied.

"You don't this she's the one being manipulated, do you?" Ron asked, looking concerned.

"No, we would know. She would tell us if something was going on." I thought back to what Ginny told me this morning; was that the possibility?

"If you say so, but we can't let our guard down on anyone. Speaking of guard, there comes Malfoy." Ron gave a disgusted glance, and looked back at his books.

"Potter. Weasley." Draco greeted.

"Malfoy." I greeted back, a little disapproved that Hermione was friends with him.

"What do you want?" Ron chimed in.

"Where's Hermione?" He asked, holding his left forearm out of sight.

"We don't know, we haven't heard from her since this morning." I answered, watching his movements very closely since Ron didn't seem to notice.

Ron squinted at him. "Why do you want to know? Obviously, she doesn't want to talk to you after you got slapped."

"Ron!" I hissed, trying to keep the level cooled. I was just as mad, but we had to keep control because we didn't know anything about what happened; also, we can't just make assumptions.

"It's okay Harry. I just needed to tell her something, if that's any of your business, Weasley." He answered, giving his arm another squeeze; it confused me when he did that.

"Whatever you have to say to her you can say to us." Ron stated, giving him a glare.

"Malfoy, what's wrong with your arm?" I questioned.

"Nothing, why do you ask?" He answered quickly.

I looked at it for a moment, just as blood started trickling down his sleeve and running down his arm. "Draco, your bleeding!" I jumped out of my seat to try to stop the blood.

"No Harry, don't-" He was too late. I had already saw what he was trying deliberately to hide: the serpent mark. He was a deatheater. The mark was bleeding, meaning he has been ignoring his call, and that was his punishment.

I raised my wand and threw him back against a wall. "Is that what you wanted to tell her? A deatheater, I should have known. Are you going to try and kill her now? You better not go near her, or you will know what death is like."

Ron just stood watching, in shock. I'm sure he didn't expect me to lash out after I just told him not too. He sat back down, dazed.

"No, it wasn't like that! I came to apologize!" Draco lifted his bloody hands in surrender. "If I was going to hurt her, I had all the opportunities the past few months. I'm trying to protect her!"

"You filthy son of a b*tch! You stay the h*ll away from her! You aren't doing anything to protect her! You're a deatheater for crying out loud!" I yelled.

Draco pushed me back, raising his wand. "It was not my choice for becoming a deatheater!"

"Mr. Malfoy, come with me." A voice said from behind me. I turned around, seeing that Professor Snape was slowly approaching. "Put your wands up unless you three want detention."

Draco put his wand in his robe, and so did I. He left with Snape, leaving us with a confession that we could either keep silent, tell Hermione, or give this information to Dumbledore, as he could be the one being manipulated…


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