Chapter 9

Interruptions

It was Hogsmeade Day, Ron and Harry were putting on their robes and pulling money together to console Hermione from whatever had happened the night before by buying her something.

"Wonder whatever happened to Malfoy?" Ron muttered, as he walked through the halls with Harry, along with the other students who were going as well.

"I don't know, probably something strange. Hey, Ron, you're not going to believe what happened underwater yesterday." Pulling a puzzled looking Ron to the end of the line.

"Move on, move on, Potter, that goes for you too Weasley." Professor McGonagall yelled back at them from the front.

"Yes'm" both replied.

"Now, what happened?"

Harry began the explanation of how Ron and Hermione were bound to a rock, how the strange voice had came and challenged him, the fight Harry had won through his mind, everything. After he had finished, Ron and himself had reached the entrance of Hogsmeade, and Ron was turning white all the while.

"What's the voice coming from? Do you know if maybe it was Voldemort or something?"

"Not quite sure yet Ron. We're going to have to find out, with or without Hermione."

"But, Hermione's the brains of our group!" Ron burst out, Harry rolled his eyes at the remark.

"It doesn't mean we don't have any brains Ron!"

"Right…"

"Anyway, let's find something for Hermione."

They went into a jewelry shop, when a tall slim woman approached them, she had white hair, a long face, and a grim, no-nonsense expression she began to approach them.

"Er, do you need something miss?"

"You might, Potter. Somebody left this for you." She handed them a slip of paper, folded over. She vanished after the slip was in Harry's hand.

"Odd…strange woman, she stalking you?" Ron muttered.

"Let's hope not Ron." Harry opened the slip; letters began scribbling themselves onto the piece of parchment, Ron's eyes widened at the words.

Diamond's are Pointy

They look good through your head

Ruby's are red

Like your color of blood

Sapphires vary colors

But not Ron's color red

Emeralds are green

Like when you're jealous of Draco

Pearls are white

I'll see you tonight

"Um, Ron…"

"You're jealous of Draco!" Ron exclaimed. "You like Hermione!"

"No I'm not!" Harry burst out, then the information began soaking into his brain.

"Tonight something's happening…" Harry mumbled, excusing Ron's remark.

Meanwhile, Hermione and Draco stood side by side on the balcony of the West Wing of Hogwarts.

"I love you, you know." Hermione said, giving Draco a hug, clasping her arms around his waist.

"I know, I love you too."

"Draco, we should do the protective shield now. I don't want your father to ever find us!" Hermione gasped, leaning into Draco's shoulder.

"Ok, let me get the paper I have with the directions. It's just on my nightstand, come with me."

The couple walked down through the empty corridors to his room.

When they opened the door Hermione let out a blood curdling shriek.

"You filthy boy, going around sneaking off with a dirty blooded girl! I thought I taught you well Draco! I guess not. Now I have to teach you," the man growled, "NOT TO HANG AROUND MUDBLOODS!" it was Draco's father, his long, starchy-white hair flying in rage with the speed of his head moving side to side, glaring at the two.

"WHY CAN'T YOU EVER LEAVE ME ALONE YOU-!"

But Draco couldn't finish, Luscious had sent a powerful curse at Draco who flew across the room, head first into the wall. Hermione screamed, and grabbed her wand, but it wasn't there, it had disappeared.

"You dirty little mud blood, you were already filthy, for all God knows; your blood might be black!" He paused for breath.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson too, not to meddle with MY SON!" he bellowed, he sent a curse at her too, then grabbed her, tossing her over on his shoulder and apparated out of the room.

Draco began waking up.

"Hermione? HERMIONE?" then Draco noticed she was gone, and so was his father