Hey, guys. I'm back! This one is my longest EVER! This one starts in Draco's POV, and then switches to 3rd person. Ps. Who ever tells me the name of the song the disclaimer's based on and who sings it gets their own one shot! Here goes...
I don't wanna
I don't wanna be sued
I'm not tryin'
Tryin' to be rude
Cause it ain't funny
I ain't got the money
To lose
I never wanted
Never wanted to fight
Legal issues,
And misuse,
And copyright!
If I annoy ya'
I ain't got no lawyers
To use
I decided to skip classes for the rest of the day. There wasn't much reason to go, because I had Charms and Double Potions with the Gryffindors, which I couldn't face. Once classes were over, my best mate Blaise came back to the Common Room. We were talking about how all Gryffindors were scum when he said it. One of the worst possible things he could say:
"That Weasley girl is kind of hot. Looks pretty easy"
This was terrible. The Zabinis had decided to stay neutral in the war, so he didn't know who she was. But he did know I was taken and was probably trying to make his move. But despite knowing that he didn't know, anger bubble up in me. I was going to burst, soon. Maybe I could play it off. I couldn't break cover, even to my best friend.
"You like the blood traitor?" I asked, feigning incredulity. "I didn't think you the type"
"I just said she was hot, not that I'd go out with her. Besides, my family's neutral. I didn't grow up thinking muggles were trash." When I heard that, I knew my mistake. I had thought of it earlier, but somehow overlooked the most important part. He was NEUTRAL. That didn't just mean he didn't know about the relationship; it meant he had no barriers against going out with her. I stood up and began to pace, an act very un-Malfoy of me. I had learned early on not to do it; it didn't look dignified enough. Seeing this, Blaise became concerned.
"Look, she's hot, but I'll leave her alone since you're so-"
"SHE IS MINE!" I shouted, my jealousy finally winning out. I pulled my wand on him, looking up to see his drawn as well.
"I don't want to fight you, Draco. I said I'd leave her alone, and you pulled your wand on me! Besides, you're being a bit hypocritical here, I mean, you just scolded me for thinking of a blood traitor that way, and then, here you are, saying she's yours and challenging me to a duel! I don't want to hurt you, but if you make me..." By now, we had become to circle one another, and I was hardly aware. It was like I had been put under the Imperius Curse by myself. He couldn't make me seem reason, because it was hardly me. My body had locked me in, my jealousy attacking him. All of a sudden, I felt my hand twitch, my mouth move.
"Crucio!" the sound had hardly left my mouth before I heard a crumple and terrible screams. My best mate, almost my brother, was on the floor, writhing in agony because of me. The Cruciatus Curse targets your nerves, made it feel like your body was on fire and you had poison running through your veins instead of blood. A fate some described as worse than death. And I had done it to my best friend. By now, all of the students in the common room were staring. Some of the portraits had left their frames, I assumed to get help. I turned to the Slytherins, and more words came from my mouth.
"All those who wish to remain alive will leave the Common Room immediately. Keep your mouths' sealed and remember who my family is and what we do. Now get on, all of you." As I looked back down at my victim, I began to return to myself. I gazed in horror at what I had done, and released the curse. Blaise's eyes were glassy, but he still could speak. He uttered one word.
"Imperio" I allowed the curse to hit me, because there was nothing he could do to me I didn't wish to do myself. I hadn't been thinking straight since that afternoon's talk with Ginevra.
I'll do what I do. It's none of your concern
After the short response, she refused to respond. I began to feel the familiar tug of the curse. I let go; I didn't try to fight it. Whatever he did, I deserved it, probably 10 times over.
FollowMe
The voice was Ginevra's, calming and sweet. This curse let you believe you were with the one person you were most vulnerable. Who else was I supposed to hear? So I followed the voice, wherever it took me. When the euphoria eventually wore off, I recognized my location as the Slytherin Head's office. And I was chained to a wall. I had probably chained in myself. I was in surveillance mode now, observing everything. Blaise stepped out of the nearby fireplace, the greasy professor in his wake. As Snape approached, he raised back his hand, and slapped me across the face. I went into shock momentarily, and then began to tug on the chains, but to no avail. As I tried to escape my bonds, Snape rose and began to spin a circle.
"Muffliato. Colloportus. Imperturb. Protego Totalem" Blaise seemed, confused, but I had just realized what was going to happen. Blaise was about to find out. By the time the explanation came to me, the chains had fallen off of me, and I stood to begin the explanation.
"Blaise, I crucio'd you because I was jealous... this is going to be hard to describe... so, I am engaged to Ginny-er, Ginevra. Well, Ginny to you. Anyway, we've been engaged since birth, because my parents are close to her dad, not the dad you think is her dad, but-"
"For heaven's sakes! You're hopeless boy! Ginevra is the Dark Lord's daughter! She and Draco are going to get married after we finish killing Potter. Oh, and one more thing... Imperio araire!" Snape spilled on and then took Blaise. He was now and forever under Snape's control, because of the attachment linked to the spell. The spell not only turned a person into a servant, but a zombie, with no will to do anything without the person they are attached to. And all because I got a little jealous over a harmless sentence
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Draco was unaware of the two girls right outside the door. One wearing red, the other blue. Hermione had dragged her new friend Melina with her to see if they could get extra credit in Potions. They had met at the library, of course.
"I have to go, Hermione! I still haven't finished Flitwick's essay! Oooh! Spoon!" The Ravenclaw girl turned and left for her Common Room, playing with a random spoon. Hermione decided to still talk to Snape, as she was already there. As she raised her hand to knock at the door, she heard voices. Currently, the professor was speaking.
"-the Dark Lord's daughter! She and Draco are going to get married after we finish killing Potter. Oh, and one more thing..." Hermione turned away from the door and gasped, frightened at what she had heard. Voldemort had a daughter? And she was at Hogwarts, clearly to hurt Harry.. If only she knew who it was... Regardless, she had to warn Harry. She turned to turn when the door creaked open. She was caught.
Oooh! Clifie! Question time!
1. Did you like it?
2. What was your favorite part?
3. What will happen to Hermione?
4. Who likes the spoon?
And perhaps the most important question of all...
5. What's the letter 2 letters behind the 3rd letter in your last name?
