Does my bum look big in this?
Chapter ten: Time passes, and things change
THANK YOU TO:
~Dead Lenore ~ Thanks so much for reviewing, I can't thank you enough! I'm so glad that you don't think it was too . . . stupid, you know what I mean? Ron is of course, naturally thick, which is why I like him so much! Lol, you have no idea how hard I am trying to not overuse these '!', Malfoy pride shall never go away! No matter what! That quidditch name 'Dark Nemesis' I felt was like a rollercoaster name as well as a quidditch team, do you?
~wolfen-alysha-draco-drago ~ really? You still think it's funny? That's kind of good, but I can assure you that the humour is definitely slipping and becoming more emotional, but then again, I never did put 'humour' as a genre for this thing, only romance so I guess I can change stuff around, huh? I hope you enjoy this chapter, I tried very hard, as always!
~burgundyred ~ I am so sorry that you were hurt!!! I was just unsure . . . but now I know for sure!!! Hehe . . . anyway, yeah, now that you say, I should have put a younger age, I'll keep that in mind if I want to go back and change anything!! I am also real happy that the note helped, I was scared that it wouldn't, as I'm normally not good at explaining stuff!!
~Lizzie Malfoy ~ Thank you, thank you!!! The love thing was bound to happen one day, teehee!!! Thanks again and I hope you enjoy this!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, I wish I did, then I'd be rich. YAY!!!!!!!! But I'm not rich so I guess I shouldn't be celebrating huh??? Oh well, as the people say - Money can't buy happiness (but it can sure buy a hell of a load of stuff).
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Fourteen days (two weeks) passed and Draco was still at the Burrow. As time had passed, Draco's relationship with Hermione had grown to great extents, he didn't like it, but he just couldn't help the way he felt. She wasn't 'Orli's official girlfriend' no, Draco never did actually ask her out, but he knew that Hermione did think of him as an unofficial boyfriend anyway. He always told himself that he was going soft, and that she was just mudblood Granger and that he should just apparate back to Malfoy Manor, but it was like he was two different people now, one side of him was still the arrogant spoilt brat, but the other side was the new side, the sensitive side that always took over, and Draco was getting really fed up with that side.
Harry was now one of the people that Draco mostly talked to, it was either him or Ron, and he still thought Weasley was too much of a disgrace for the wizarding world - at least Harry had a fortune to back him up. Ron had got rather separate from Hermione and Harry as he spent most of his time with Lavender, now it seemed that the golden trio was DRACO (Orli), Harry and Hermione. It was strange, but he could safely say that he and Harry were friends now, although he did try to avoid any situations when he would have to say Harry's name due to confusion of what to call him (the bad side shouting POTTER, but the good side shouting HARRY, way too confusing).
Much to Harry's disappointment, Ginny had gone to stay at one of her friends house until school started, so Hermione was left all on her own in Ginny's bedroom. She admitted it did seem larger, but rather lonely. There was still no news from Hermione's parents, but the doctors said that they were improving, although they were still unstable. Hermione had stopped weeping badly over the matter, but obviously because they were her dear mummy and daddy, she did get upset and occasionally cried (Draco often found himself being a comforting cushion).
As for the matter with Dennis, Draco had been secretly writing to him because of the fact that Hermione was always moaning about how he was younger than her but underestimated her because she was a girl, Draco really didn't think that she'd want to know that he was telling Dennis everything, of course, Ron and Harry knew because he'd often have to either borrow Hedwig or Pig (he couldn't go near them though for everytime he drew closer, they snapped at him, then Draco would remember that in fifth year, he had helped Umbridge to capture Hedwig and read Harry's mail).
Today was a bright, but cold morning, the birds were singing sweetly outside the window, their song so beautiful . . . that Draco felt like killing them. He had just got to sleep as he had had that strange dream again (refer to chapter 7 for dream!) for most of the night everytime he drifted off, but the first time he had actually slept, the birds had started to sing and woken him up - damn them.
He sat groggily up and threw a pillow at the window, shaking the glass and scaring the birds away. Rubbing his eyes, he looked around. Harry was sleeping with his head in his pillow and mumbling about quidditch, Ron was half off his bed and half on and he was drooling. Draco rolled his eyes and looked at the watch that Hermione had given him as an extra when they had gone shopping with Dennis and Fille for muggle clothes. It was only 7 am; they didn't normally get woken up until 8:00.
Draco yawned and stretched. These few weeks had seemed like the best vacation he had ever had. Of course he had stayed in better places than the Burrow, high grand places, but he had never felt so . . . relaxed on any holiday. He felt like for once he wasn't ignored, he felt like he was part of something and the new side of him liked it a lot, but the other side, the old side, wanted to vomit and return to life alone.
A sharp tap on the window signalled that Hedwig had returned with some letters. She swooped in through the open window and landed on Harry's bedpost. She clicked at Draco viciously. Draco went to the window, careful not to go anywhere near Hedwig, and picked up his pillow. With careful aim, he threw it at Harry's head.
"Wha -
Harry yawned mid-sentence then realised (from the scowl at Hedwig) that Draco wanted him to get the letters from Hedwig. Slowly, Harry staggered up from his comfortable position on his bed.
"There's my school supply list, Ron's, oh look you've got one too!!!! (Draco frowned at this, Dumbledore had already given him his school supplies list . . .) Oh and this is from Dennis, I can tell from the chocolate smudge on the envelope." Harry grinned and handed the two letters to Draco, at that moment, another owl arrived with the Daily Prophet. Draco opened the first letter from Dennis first while Harry gave the owl a Knut.
'HEY ORLI!!!!!!!! (or should I say Draco? Nah, I like Orli)
How you doing??? Thanks for telling me what Herm's been like, I don't know how she's calmed down so much, it must be a specialty of yours to make ladies calm down eh??? (Wink, wink, nudge, nudge) I hope you don't mind me asking, but ARE YOU TWO GOING OUT YET???? I wish you were; go on Orli, ask her out!!!! You only live once!!!
School's nearly starting again, I know you're going to Hogwarts, when you do go there, don't contact me in case it's an emergency okay? The reason why is because that ruddy owl keeps waking me up in the middle of the night - I NEED MY BEAUTY SLEEP!!!! For Fille anyway, she is slightly better, although her horrible dress sense hasn't changed one teensy bit. Her flirting has been much better though.
Okay, now for something serious, and for this serious thing, I'm going to call you Draco. Draco, you do realise that once you change back completely, Hermione's not going to speak to you anymore? As much as you deny it cus' you're Mr tough-guy and everything, I know you like her, it's so obvious dude. But be careful, if Hermione figures out you're Draco Malfoy, her archenemy, she won't ever even look at you again. What I'm trying to say is that I think you should leave before she gets too hurt, not LEAVE, LEAVE, just, you know, GO when you have changed back, she'll have a heart attack if she sees you and Orli's disappeared. You can always come crash at mine!!!!!!!
Anyway, have to go - I HOPE THIS WAKES YOU UP FROM YOUR BEAUTY SLEEP!!!!!!
Dougy, Dennis the plonker
PS. I wrote this whole letter on a big sheet of rice paper!!!! The letters if you look, are actually food colouring!!! Don't worry, my fingers weren't dirty when I wrote it!!!! You know, this is the only letter that I've written to you and mentioned your REAL name and identity, so, if you don't want anyone reading this and finding out, EAT IT!!!!!!! Clever huh??? I think this is well cool!!! It's nutritious (well that's what it says on the packet), secretive and yummy!!!!! Hehe . . . Dennis my boy, you're a genius . . .'
Draco folded the rice paper back up and started to chew on it absentmindedly as he thought about Dennis' letter (he would write a reply later, when he felt like it). He was right (for once), if he did change back completely into normal then what would he do? Where could he go? Back to Malfoy Manor?? But what if he was in Hogwarts? He couldn't apparate then . . . this was all too confusing, he had to think more about this when he didn't have such a headache.
"I guess I can't ask to read Dennis's letter then??" Harry asked with a smile, his eyebrows rose in a questioning way.
"Huh?" Draco turned to Harry, then realised he still had a gob full of rice paper, "Oh, this!!! Dennis said I could eat it, it's rice paper, not parchment."
Harry nodded in understanding. He turned to wake up Ron. He shook him and shook him and shook him while Draco opened the other letter.
'Dear Mr Felton,
I have already given you your school supplies list, but, this is a reminder. I ask for you to once again be careful, your father does not yet know of your whereabouts but I have heard that he is still looking for you, the reward he is offering has been confirmed to be 10,000 galleons, so everyone will be on the look out for you. Make sure you wear a hat whenever you are out and sunglasses, your eyes and hair are your most distinguishable feature, as you should know. Keep this letter with you, do not drop it or let anyone read it, this is strictly private. I wish you a good day Mr Felton, I have enclosed a packet of Bertie Botts every flavour beans to wish you luck,
Yours truly,
Albus Dumbledore,
Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry'
Draco quickly stuffed the letter back into his pocket in case Harry decided to grab it and read it. He'd start to ask awkward questions, but at least Dumbledore was smart enough not to put his actual name (unlike Dennis, but then again, he did write it on edible rice paper). But, when Draco looked at Harry, he saw that he wasn't even watching him, instead, he was peering around the room looking for something.
"Weren't you trying to wake We . . . him?"
Draco pointed to Ron, who was still drooling onto his pillow, mumbling about marshmallows.
"Yeah, but I can't!!!! I've tried shaking him, slapping him, shaking him, tickling him, shaking him, punching him, and did I mention shaking him?"
"What are you looking for?"
"Oh just something I can hit Ron with."
"Maybe I can help?" Draco rummaged in the cupboard for something that would wake Ron . . . . after all, when did you ever get a chance to whack your enemy in front of his best friend and get away with it?? Now was definitely a time for revenge . . . hehehehehehehehe . . . . . .
"It's okay Orli, I've got a wand. Hey, I've never seen you do magic before, here," Harry threw the wand at Draco, who successfully caught it, "Have a go at waking Ron, he sleeps like a pig, eats like a pig, and has an owl called pig, isn't that a coincidence?"
Draco grinned (he had learnt the ability after stages of awkward smiles). He looked down at Harry's wand, 'so this is the legendary wand, the same one as the Dark Lord's . . . .' Draco thought as he pointed it at Ron. With a swish and a flick and a 'Wingardium Leviosa', Ron rose from his bed. Draco levitated him over to the tall wardrobe that stood by the beds. It was old, but Draco figured it would hold Ron's weight (he didn't really care if it didn't anyway). With a thump, Draco dropped Ron onto the wooden wardrobe - he woke with a start.
"Huh? What am I doing up here? I don't sleep walk do I? God I hope I don't!! I mean, what might I have done?" Ron's mouth dropped as he thought in his mind the things he could have done. 'Probably eat the whole stock of chocolate frogs in Diagon Alley,' Draco thought.
Ron slowly climbed down from the wardrobe, unfortunately for Draco; he didn't slip and fall on his butt and the wardrobe didn't even collapse. 'Oh well,' he sighed inside, 'There shall always be a next time for revenge . . . and it wouldn't have been very wise to drop him out of the window into that thorn bush with his friend here and all.' Harry and Ron both opened their letters at this point; a shiny badge fell out of Harry's envelope. Ron's eyes widened as it fell to the floor.
"Harry!!!! I knew you'd make Head Boy!!!!!!"
Ron cried in happiness as Harry stared at his badge in awe. It was red and shiny, the words 'Head Boy' imprinted on it in shiny gold letters. Draco suddenly felt something deep in his stomach that made him want to hit them both. He knew what it was, it was his evil side again, telling him to make fun of Saint Potter and his goodie goodie sidekick Weasel. He really didn't like how his personality had too sides now; there was his old evil side, and his good, Orli side. The real him was . . . somewhere, he really didn't know and he didn't like how he didn't know who he was anymore.
A knock on the door caught all their attention as a head peeked through the door. It was Hermione, Draco couldn't help but blush - he'd been doing that a lot lately. And trust me, he didn't like it one little bit.
"Harry!!!!! You got Head Boy??? That's absolutely wonderful!!! Look at this," Hermione reached into her skirt pocket and pulled out another badge, one saying 'Head Girl'. She was grinning broadly as Draco felt another pang from inside again.
'Typical Granger, always getting everything, and I wanted Head Boy to make father proud . . .'
'Oh come on, after all you've been through with her, you still call her Granger and not Hermione?'
'What? Am I supposed to be Mr Nice guy now??? Call Potter Harry instead??'
'Well Harry's your friend now isn't he?'
'He may be, but I will never let him know what I really think of him, I'm supposed to be his enemy.'
'Supposed to be, but who are you now, like in your dreams, which path will you choose?'
Draco couldn't believe he was arguing with himself. 'Maybe I need therapy' he thought as he gazed absentmindedly at the wall opposite him. Things were so confusing; he didn't know what to do anymore, what to think anymore . . . or even who he was. Before all this, he knew that he was Draco Malfoy, evil pureblood who hated mudbloods, but now he was staying with (and had kissed) a mudblood. What he had to do was help the Dark Lord, but now he didn't feel like obeying anybody, and what he had to think was whatever his father said he should think, but now . . . his father wasn't there, and he felt glad, surprisingly enough.
"That's great news Hermione!!!"
Ron, Hermione and Harry embraced in a warm and friendly hug as Draco continued to stare.
"Anyway, we have to go to Diagon Alley today to buy our new school supplies!!! So you guys better get changed." Hermione said matter-of- factly, pocketing her Head Girl badge at the same time.
"Bagsy the toilet first!!" Ron shouted before sprinting out of the room with only his wand in his hand.
"Bagsy me second!!!" Harry ran after Ron, his clothes and his wand in his hands. That left only Draco and Hermione in the room. Silence. She turned to face him.
"I guess I'm last then," Draco said awkwardly, looking down at the carpet.
"Yes, I guess so. Is the carpet really more interesting than me Orli?"
Draco's head shot up of it's own accord. "No, no, of course not."
Hermione smiled, her lip balm shining in the sunlight, her bushy hair giving her an extra glow of energy. Her hazel eyes lit up with happiness. "Heh, I was only joking, you know that, it's just you seem to be avoiding me ever since . . . you know, ever since we came here really."
"Yeah, sorry about that."
Draco could practically feel his nice side forcing the evil one to the back somewhere, trying to push it away forever, but Draco knew that could never happen, he had been 'evil Draco' for too long to just erase it forever. They were practically battling each other for advantage over Draco, but he had no idea who would win the war, it was like good versus evil.
"No need to be."
Draco suddenly became aware of how close Hermione was to him, she definitely wasn't that close a minute ago, Draco was sure of that, how had she moved without him noticing???
"Well I guess you better get ready for Diagon Alley!" Hermione smiled broadly, quickly pecked Draco on the lips and exited the room before you could say 'quidditch'.
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So, this chapter is basically more of a 'catch up' type of chapter, not very eventful, but it leads up to stuff you know? It kind of leads up to stuff anyway, but this is an important chapter, cus' it explains more about Draco's feelings (it's supposed to anyway)!!!! Okay, I apologise in advance for anyone who thought this was utter useless and made you snore.
PS. I just want to say that I LOVE ALL YOU REVIEWERS!!!!! Have a cookie from Dennis ^.~
Chapter ten: Time passes, and things change
THANK YOU TO:
~Dead Lenore ~ Thanks so much for reviewing, I can't thank you enough! I'm so glad that you don't think it was too . . . stupid, you know what I mean? Ron is of course, naturally thick, which is why I like him so much! Lol, you have no idea how hard I am trying to not overuse these '!', Malfoy pride shall never go away! No matter what! That quidditch name 'Dark Nemesis' I felt was like a rollercoaster name as well as a quidditch team, do you?
~wolfen-alysha-draco-drago ~ really? You still think it's funny? That's kind of good, but I can assure you that the humour is definitely slipping and becoming more emotional, but then again, I never did put 'humour' as a genre for this thing, only romance so I guess I can change stuff around, huh? I hope you enjoy this chapter, I tried very hard, as always!
~burgundyred ~ I am so sorry that you were hurt!!! I was just unsure . . . but now I know for sure!!! Hehe . . . anyway, yeah, now that you say, I should have put a younger age, I'll keep that in mind if I want to go back and change anything!! I am also real happy that the note helped, I was scared that it wouldn't, as I'm normally not good at explaining stuff!!
~Lizzie Malfoy ~ Thank you, thank you!!! The love thing was bound to happen one day, teehee!!! Thanks again and I hope you enjoy this!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, I wish I did, then I'd be rich. YAY!!!!!!!! But I'm not rich so I guess I shouldn't be celebrating huh??? Oh well, as the people say - Money can't buy happiness (but it can sure buy a hell of a load of stuff).
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Fourteen days (two weeks) passed and Draco was still at the Burrow. As time had passed, Draco's relationship with Hermione had grown to great extents, he didn't like it, but he just couldn't help the way he felt. She wasn't 'Orli's official girlfriend' no, Draco never did actually ask her out, but he knew that Hermione did think of him as an unofficial boyfriend anyway. He always told himself that he was going soft, and that she was just mudblood Granger and that he should just apparate back to Malfoy Manor, but it was like he was two different people now, one side of him was still the arrogant spoilt brat, but the other side was the new side, the sensitive side that always took over, and Draco was getting really fed up with that side.
Harry was now one of the people that Draco mostly talked to, it was either him or Ron, and he still thought Weasley was too much of a disgrace for the wizarding world - at least Harry had a fortune to back him up. Ron had got rather separate from Hermione and Harry as he spent most of his time with Lavender, now it seemed that the golden trio was DRACO (Orli), Harry and Hermione. It was strange, but he could safely say that he and Harry were friends now, although he did try to avoid any situations when he would have to say Harry's name due to confusion of what to call him (the bad side shouting POTTER, but the good side shouting HARRY, way too confusing).
Much to Harry's disappointment, Ginny had gone to stay at one of her friends house until school started, so Hermione was left all on her own in Ginny's bedroom. She admitted it did seem larger, but rather lonely. There was still no news from Hermione's parents, but the doctors said that they were improving, although they were still unstable. Hermione had stopped weeping badly over the matter, but obviously because they were her dear mummy and daddy, she did get upset and occasionally cried (Draco often found himself being a comforting cushion).
As for the matter with Dennis, Draco had been secretly writing to him because of the fact that Hermione was always moaning about how he was younger than her but underestimated her because she was a girl, Draco really didn't think that she'd want to know that he was telling Dennis everything, of course, Ron and Harry knew because he'd often have to either borrow Hedwig or Pig (he couldn't go near them though for everytime he drew closer, they snapped at him, then Draco would remember that in fifth year, he had helped Umbridge to capture Hedwig and read Harry's mail).
Today was a bright, but cold morning, the birds were singing sweetly outside the window, their song so beautiful . . . that Draco felt like killing them. He had just got to sleep as he had had that strange dream again (refer to chapter 7 for dream!) for most of the night everytime he drifted off, but the first time he had actually slept, the birds had started to sing and woken him up - damn them.
He sat groggily up and threw a pillow at the window, shaking the glass and scaring the birds away. Rubbing his eyes, he looked around. Harry was sleeping with his head in his pillow and mumbling about quidditch, Ron was half off his bed and half on and he was drooling. Draco rolled his eyes and looked at the watch that Hermione had given him as an extra when they had gone shopping with Dennis and Fille for muggle clothes. It was only 7 am; they didn't normally get woken up until 8:00.
Draco yawned and stretched. These few weeks had seemed like the best vacation he had ever had. Of course he had stayed in better places than the Burrow, high grand places, but he had never felt so . . . relaxed on any holiday. He felt like for once he wasn't ignored, he felt like he was part of something and the new side of him liked it a lot, but the other side, the old side, wanted to vomit and return to life alone.
A sharp tap on the window signalled that Hedwig had returned with some letters. She swooped in through the open window and landed on Harry's bedpost. She clicked at Draco viciously. Draco went to the window, careful not to go anywhere near Hedwig, and picked up his pillow. With careful aim, he threw it at Harry's head.
"Wha -
Harry yawned mid-sentence then realised (from the scowl at Hedwig) that Draco wanted him to get the letters from Hedwig. Slowly, Harry staggered up from his comfortable position on his bed.
"There's my school supply list, Ron's, oh look you've got one too!!!! (Draco frowned at this, Dumbledore had already given him his school supplies list . . .) Oh and this is from Dennis, I can tell from the chocolate smudge on the envelope." Harry grinned and handed the two letters to Draco, at that moment, another owl arrived with the Daily Prophet. Draco opened the first letter from Dennis first while Harry gave the owl a Knut.
'HEY ORLI!!!!!!!! (or should I say Draco? Nah, I like Orli)
How you doing??? Thanks for telling me what Herm's been like, I don't know how she's calmed down so much, it must be a specialty of yours to make ladies calm down eh??? (Wink, wink, nudge, nudge) I hope you don't mind me asking, but ARE YOU TWO GOING OUT YET???? I wish you were; go on Orli, ask her out!!!! You only live once!!!
School's nearly starting again, I know you're going to Hogwarts, when you do go there, don't contact me in case it's an emergency okay? The reason why is because that ruddy owl keeps waking me up in the middle of the night - I NEED MY BEAUTY SLEEP!!!! For Fille anyway, she is slightly better, although her horrible dress sense hasn't changed one teensy bit. Her flirting has been much better though.
Okay, now for something serious, and for this serious thing, I'm going to call you Draco. Draco, you do realise that once you change back completely, Hermione's not going to speak to you anymore? As much as you deny it cus' you're Mr tough-guy and everything, I know you like her, it's so obvious dude. But be careful, if Hermione figures out you're Draco Malfoy, her archenemy, she won't ever even look at you again. What I'm trying to say is that I think you should leave before she gets too hurt, not LEAVE, LEAVE, just, you know, GO when you have changed back, she'll have a heart attack if she sees you and Orli's disappeared. You can always come crash at mine!!!!!!!
Anyway, have to go - I HOPE THIS WAKES YOU UP FROM YOUR BEAUTY SLEEP!!!!!!
Dougy, Dennis the plonker
PS. I wrote this whole letter on a big sheet of rice paper!!!! The letters if you look, are actually food colouring!!! Don't worry, my fingers weren't dirty when I wrote it!!!! You know, this is the only letter that I've written to you and mentioned your REAL name and identity, so, if you don't want anyone reading this and finding out, EAT IT!!!!!!! Clever huh??? I think this is well cool!!! It's nutritious (well that's what it says on the packet), secretive and yummy!!!!! Hehe . . . Dennis my boy, you're a genius . . .'
Draco folded the rice paper back up and started to chew on it absentmindedly as he thought about Dennis' letter (he would write a reply later, when he felt like it). He was right (for once), if he did change back completely into normal then what would he do? Where could he go? Back to Malfoy Manor?? But what if he was in Hogwarts? He couldn't apparate then . . . this was all too confusing, he had to think more about this when he didn't have such a headache.
"I guess I can't ask to read Dennis's letter then??" Harry asked with a smile, his eyebrows rose in a questioning way.
"Huh?" Draco turned to Harry, then realised he still had a gob full of rice paper, "Oh, this!!! Dennis said I could eat it, it's rice paper, not parchment."
Harry nodded in understanding. He turned to wake up Ron. He shook him and shook him and shook him while Draco opened the other letter.
'Dear Mr Felton,
I have already given you your school supplies list, but, this is a reminder. I ask for you to once again be careful, your father does not yet know of your whereabouts but I have heard that he is still looking for you, the reward he is offering has been confirmed to be 10,000 galleons, so everyone will be on the look out for you. Make sure you wear a hat whenever you are out and sunglasses, your eyes and hair are your most distinguishable feature, as you should know. Keep this letter with you, do not drop it or let anyone read it, this is strictly private. I wish you a good day Mr Felton, I have enclosed a packet of Bertie Botts every flavour beans to wish you luck,
Yours truly,
Albus Dumbledore,
Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry'
Draco quickly stuffed the letter back into his pocket in case Harry decided to grab it and read it. He'd start to ask awkward questions, but at least Dumbledore was smart enough not to put his actual name (unlike Dennis, but then again, he did write it on edible rice paper). But, when Draco looked at Harry, he saw that he wasn't even watching him, instead, he was peering around the room looking for something.
"Weren't you trying to wake We . . . him?"
Draco pointed to Ron, who was still drooling onto his pillow, mumbling about marshmallows.
"Yeah, but I can't!!!! I've tried shaking him, slapping him, shaking him, tickling him, shaking him, punching him, and did I mention shaking him?"
"What are you looking for?"
"Oh just something I can hit Ron with."
"Maybe I can help?" Draco rummaged in the cupboard for something that would wake Ron . . . . after all, when did you ever get a chance to whack your enemy in front of his best friend and get away with it?? Now was definitely a time for revenge . . . hehehehehehehehe . . . . . .
"It's okay Orli, I've got a wand. Hey, I've never seen you do magic before, here," Harry threw the wand at Draco, who successfully caught it, "Have a go at waking Ron, he sleeps like a pig, eats like a pig, and has an owl called pig, isn't that a coincidence?"
Draco grinned (he had learnt the ability after stages of awkward smiles). He looked down at Harry's wand, 'so this is the legendary wand, the same one as the Dark Lord's . . . .' Draco thought as he pointed it at Ron. With a swish and a flick and a 'Wingardium Leviosa', Ron rose from his bed. Draco levitated him over to the tall wardrobe that stood by the beds. It was old, but Draco figured it would hold Ron's weight (he didn't really care if it didn't anyway). With a thump, Draco dropped Ron onto the wooden wardrobe - he woke with a start.
"Huh? What am I doing up here? I don't sleep walk do I? God I hope I don't!! I mean, what might I have done?" Ron's mouth dropped as he thought in his mind the things he could have done. 'Probably eat the whole stock of chocolate frogs in Diagon Alley,' Draco thought.
Ron slowly climbed down from the wardrobe, unfortunately for Draco; he didn't slip and fall on his butt and the wardrobe didn't even collapse. 'Oh well,' he sighed inside, 'There shall always be a next time for revenge . . . and it wouldn't have been very wise to drop him out of the window into that thorn bush with his friend here and all.' Harry and Ron both opened their letters at this point; a shiny badge fell out of Harry's envelope. Ron's eyes widened as it fell to the floor.
"Harry!!!! I knew you'd make Head Boy!!!!!!"
Ron cried in happiness as Harry stared at his badge in awe. It was red and shiny, the words 'Head Boy' imprinted on it in shiny gold letters. Draco suddenly felt something deep in his stomach that made him want to hit them both. He knew what it was, it was his evil side again, telling him to make fun of Saint Potter and his goodie goodie sidekick Weasel. He really didn't like how his personality had too sides now; there was his old evil side, and his good, Orli side. The real him was . . . somewhere, he really didn't know and he didn't like how he didn't know who he was anymore.
A knock on the door caught all their attention as a head peeked through the door. It was Hermione, Draco couldn't help but blush - he'd been doing that a lot lately. And trust me, he didn't like it one little bit.
"Harry!!!!! You got Head Boy??? That's absolutely wonderful!!! Look at this," Hermione reached into her skirt pocket and pulled out another badge, one saying 'Head Girl'. She was grinning broadly as Draco felt another pang from inside again.
'Typical Granger, always getting everything, and I wanted Head Boy to make father proud . . .'
'Oh come on, after all you've been through with her, you still call her Granger and not Hermione?'
'What? Am I supposed to be Mr Nice guy now??? Call Potter Harry instead??'
'Well Harry's your friend now isn't he?'
'He may be, but I will never let him know what I really think of him, I'm supposed to be his enemy.'
'Supposed to be, but who are you now, like in your dreams, which path will you choose?'
Draco couldn't believe he was arguing with himself. 'Maybe I need therapy' he thought as he gazed absentmindedly at the wall opposite him. Things were so confusing; he didn't know what to do anymore, what to think anymore . . . or even who he was. Before all this, he knew that he was Draco Malfoy, evil pureblood who hated mudbloods, but now he was staying with (and had kissed) a mudblood. What he had to do was help the Dark Lord, but now he didn't feel like obeying anybody, and what he had to think was whatever his father said he should think, but now . . . his father wasn't there, and he felt glad, surprisingly enough.
"That's great news Hermione!!!"
Ron, Hermione and Harry embraced in a warm and friendly hug as Draco continued to stare.
"Anyway, we have to go to Diagon Alley today to buy our new school supplies!!! So you guys better get changed." Hermione said matter-of- factly, pocketing her Head Girl badge at the same time.
"Bagsy the toilet first!!" Ron shouted before sprinting out of the room with only his wand in his hand.
"Bagsy me second!!!" Harry ran after Ron, his clothes and his wand in his hands. That left only Draco and Hermione in the room. Silence. She turned to face him.
"I guess I'm last then," Draco said awkwardly, looking down at the carpet.
"Yes, I guess so. Is the carpet really more interesting than me Orli?"
Draco's head shot up of it's own accord. "No, no, of course not."
Hermione smiled, her lip balm shining in the sunlight, her bushy hair giving her an extra glow of energy. Her hazel eyes lit up with happiness. "Heh, I was only joking, you know that, it's just you seem to be avoiding me ever since . . . you know, ever since we came here really."
"Yeah, sorry about that."
Draco could practically feel his nice side forcing the evil one to the back somewhere, trying to push it away forever, but Draco knew that could never happen, he had been 'evil Draco' for too long to just erase it forever. They were practically battling each other for advantage over Draco, but he had no idea who would win the war, it was like good versus evil.
"No need to be."
Draco suddenly became aware of how close Hermione was to him, she definitely wasn't that close a minute ago, Draco was sure of that, how had she moved without him noticing???
"Well I guess you better get ready for Diagon Alley!" Hermione smiled broadly, quickly pecked Draco on the lips and exited the room before you could say 'quidditch'.
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So, this chapter is basically more of a 'catch up' type of chapter, not very eventful, but it leads up to stuff you know? It kind of leads up to stuff anyway, but this is an important chapter, cus' it explains more about Draco's feelings (it's supposed to anyway)!!!! Okay, I apologise in advance for anyone who thought this was utter useless and made you snore.
PS. I just want to say that I LOVE ALL YOU REVIEWERS!!!!! Have a cookie from Dennis ^.~