"I think I'm ready to go back to the head's room now, you guys should go, Dumbledore is only going to ask you the same questions as me" Hermione said, gesturing at Harry and Neville, "But Draco might kill Lucius, or the other way round..." Neville said, genuinely concerned, "Ah well, there's casulties in every war" Harry smiled jokingly, "Besides, they're both pure-blood bigots" Hermione added, more serious than Harry. "You're joking right?" James asked and Harry nodded whilst Hermione shook her head. Lily raised an eyebrow, "Of course I was joking" Hermione lied, realising that what she said, no matter how true it was, was highly inappropriate and death should not be wished upon anyone. Except maybe Bellatrix and Voldemort. They seemed like worthy candidates. "What are we going to do with them then?" Sirius asked, not wanting to bring Lucius. "We're going to have to bring Draco I guess. We could always te him to the bed..." Hermione suggested. "Kinky, I like it" Sirius answered, wearing a big grin. Harry shook his head, "That's my girlfriend, I'd apreciate it if you stopped hitting on her..." Harry said smiling slightly at the thought of Hermione tying him to the bed.
"I saw her first!" Sirius argued, "No you didn't I DID! I met her on the train back in first year..." Harry argued back, "In which case I saw her first" Neville joined in, "I saw her at least 16 years earlier!" Sirius smirked, there was no way he could top that, "Yes well, she landed on me, so technically I saw her first" James smiled at his victory, until Lily hit him. "I was just saying, I'm not dibsing her or anything!" James complained, "In which case I saw her first, because I saw her land on you, you hadn't seen her until she was already unconscious laying on you." Lily smiled she had won, "So if anything, I get to sleep with her..." WINNER! "You definitely should, and I should get to watch" Sirius said excitedly. Harry shuddered, "Mum, you are NOT sleeping with my girlfriend!" he shouted. He called me mum, Lily smiled fondly. He called me his girlfriend, Hermione smiled, as she kissed him. Harry just stood there, realising his slip-ups and blushing furiously, until Hermione kissed him. He looked around the hall, the others were still walking. Hermione nodded at a broom cupboard, and Harry kissed her again. "Guys come on!" Neville shouted, still levitating a very unconscious Draco above his head. Harry sighed and walked hand-in-hand with Hermione to the common room.
"You're not with Harry then She-Weasel?" Draco asked, wearing a smirk, but was genuinely intrigued. "No, the noble git wouldn't let me go. And my name's Ginny" she answered, blushing slightly. "Whatever. Probably safer out there than in here. What with being a Gryffindork" Draco answered, sitting beside her. "What do you care Malfoy?" She snapped, and he flinched. "My name's Draco. And I don't. I'm attempting to make polite conversation" He said, his expression cool, calm and collected again. "Yes well, we can't all be Slytherin's. Why are you here? I mean, why aren't you at home, there's no one for you to torment at the school, Harry, Hermione and Ron are gone. Why haven't you?" Ginny asked curiously, "Please, my sole purpose in life isn't to torment them three. That would be stupid, what with Gryffindorks like Neville and Seamus, who are FAR more worthy of my time. And it's so easy... Besides, education is important" Draco smirked. "Education is important? You've spent most of your school life in a broom closet with Pansy Parkinson!" Draco flinched again, this was not going as planned. "Yes well, I still get higher grades than you ever will" he smirked again. "Why are you here Draco? I mean right here, talking to me?" Ginny asked, suspicious of his intentions.
"It's no longer Slytherin vs Gryffindor. It's the students against the professors. Well except for Mcgonagel. Let's face the facts, the Carrows are complete and utter Sociopaths. Have you had to Cruicio someone yet?" Draco answered, "No, I've been lucky" Ginny answered, "You?" he probably enjoyed it. "They tried to get me to crucio a first year. I flat out refused. So they crucio'd me, I still refused. So they did it again. Thing is, Crucio doesn't affect me as they expect it to. I mean, my fathers a death eater. Pansy offered herself up, so that I wouldn't have to torture an eleven year old. A huffle puff had to do it. They didn't have it in them, of course. I had to torture my best-friend. I can't even look at her, she's fine with it, like I said, her father's a death eater. But that's beyond the point" Draco vented, and Ginny felt genuinely shocked, "We have to stop them!" She urged but Malfoy-Draco shook his head. "We can't. The best we can do, is crucio so that huffle-puff and first years don't have to. That and-well that's what I came to talk to you about" He said, and Ginny raised an eyebrow, "What?" she asked, prepared to help.
"Me, Pansy, Blaise and a couple others have been teaching the younger kids our tricks of survival - when it comes to the Crucio curse anyway. You have to build a wall. It doesn't stop all the pain, but it stops a great deal of it. The trick is to imagine each happy memory as a brick, and watch them build up in your mind, and when Crucio hits, it knocks against the 'happy wall' as Pansy puts it. Still blinding pain when it finally knocks down the wall, but it only lasts a second or two. I need you to pass the message on to the Gryffindorks and the hufflepuffs" Draco smiled, "Why not Ravenclaw?" Ginny asked, surely he can't have something against them? "It's okay, I know a first year, he's passing on the message as we speak. I gotta get back. Later Weas-Ginny"
Draco woke up confused at why he was tied to a bed, his confusion didn't clear when Hermione sat on the bed beside him. If anything it grew, much like his smirk. "Don't get your hope up" Hermione muttered, as she untied him. "Dang" Draco smiled as he rubbed his wrists, "Why was I tied up? I mean, I knew you were into kink, but I have some cuffs in my pocket..." Draco smirked, What does Ginny see in him? "You tried to kill your dad..." Hermione answered matter-of-factly and left the room sighing. thank Merlin he wasn't part of the conversation earlier.
"I knew you weren't in detention!" Peter squeaked as he entered the common room to find Remus and Sirius sat down with a bunch of new random people. One boy looked like Frank Longbottom, one looked like James, another boy like Lucius and then there was that wench from the infirmary. "Ar you replacing me?" Peter squealed at an impossibly high pitch. "Peter calm down. We're just having some drinks" James said in attempt to defuse the situation, It didn't work, "Without me! You are, you're replacing me with that wench! And them" He spat in what he thought was a scary tone, but which turned out to be even more ridiculous than the previous squeaking. "He looks a lot like Voldy's servant..." Draco said as he sat on the sofa. At that Peter squeaked off. "Was it something I said?" Draco thought aloud, Hermione just sighed, "He is 'Voldy's' servant..." she answered, as she squeezed Harry's hand. Merlin knows he waned to kill him.
