Chapter Ten: Choices
Draco stood outside watching and waiting as a looming cloud over took the sky. In front of him stood a figure, wide and slumped over.
"Pettigrew!" Draco called to the figure, just loud enough so he could hear, but yet quiet enough so that he didn't attract attention to himself from the neighbors. "Pettigrew, what are you doing here where is our lord?"
"I need to speak with your father, brat!" He said trying to sound brave and strong, but Draco wasn't fooled. Pettigrew was one of the people who joined the dark ring because he was afraid, a stupid coward of a man that was a literal slave to Voldemort.
"Only the Dark Lord himself may call on my father after a burning and you know that!" Draco spit on the ground. "Leave this place now or do I need to help you on your way?" Draco pulled out his wand from his pocket and pointed it at the lowly man.
"I'm ordered to bring your Father to you-know-who."
"Pettigrew, only those who are our lord's enemy call him 'you-know-who' or are you so afraid that you have become a spy? Need I report this to our lord?" Draco smirked, for the first time in a while, and he loved it. This person deserved his unwavering insulting ways.
"You may do that, for it's either I bring Lucius or someone who can report to the lord why I couldn't bring him." Peter grinned. "I'm not taking the beating fro this, young Malfoy, so if you insist your father can't come to see me, then you come!"
"My father isn't well enough to leave the safety of our home, nor is he sane enough to see our lord."
"Sane?" Pettigrew came closer. "Your father is 'insane'?
"Yes Pettigrew, my father is insane! Why else do you believe he would move our family here?" Draco said partly annoyed.
"Pettigrew!" a females voice called, shocked. "Why are you here?" Narcissa came out of the house wearing her normal robes.
"I'm here to collect your husband, Narcissa. But your son here has been saying that my task is impossible to do."
"Draco is absolutely right, he cannot leave our house." she shook her head to emphasize. "But I take you need to bring some one don't you? I'll go. Draco, stay here and watch over you father, make sure he doesn't do anything crazy.
"Right mother, I'll see you later then." and he turned on his heal much like Snape did and walked back to his home as if he was a king and had dismissed the two.
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Hermione was still inside. After she had helped Narcissa bring Lucius to bed she had been told to go back down stairs and make sure that the muggles didn't leave or make to much noise. Hermione knew to obey, simply because she knew the consequences of not obeying.
When she got back down everyone looked grave. Dora and Ray jumped up and raced over "Is everything ok Mione?"
"Everything is fine." She said sounding slightly tired, but urgent. This in itself made everyone clam down. Mione had been in situations like this before, she knew that if she sounded tired, it would not only clam the people she was talking to but it would make them quiet and put their minds at rest.
Now that's what she needed them to do, telling them simply not to panic would just bring them to panic.
She went and sat back down. "Draco should be back momentarily, then we can continue our dinner." She said in the same tone of voice. She just hoped that none of them would ask the one thing that would bring them from this quiet serenity.
But that was not how Dora's mom worked. "What was the problem?" she asked rudely. "Certainly, if it was really important, our guests would have asked us, the other adults present to help, not teenagers!"
"The teenagers have been in this situation millions of times prior to this occasion, and knew what needed to be done in a situation that needed quick thinking." Draco drawled in his cruel voice that he always used at Hogwarts. He walked over and sat back down
Hermione flinched. She didn't realize a situation like this would bring the old Malfoy back with such a vengeance. "Malfoy!" she snapped. "Be considerate! They were just worried after all!"
"You should know better Granger! Weren't you the one mom assigned to make sure that they didn't ask any questions?"
"Questions are inevitable when they just saw their host fall to the floor in pain!" she snapped back. Taking a deep breath that was necessary to keep her breathing, and not from yelling or overreacting. She tried again.
"Draco," she started softly "They aren't like us in more ways then one, and you for one should know that. They have never had to live at our school go though our trials, they have never been faced with life or death situations that they needed to stare down before!" her voice rose a bit, but only to add the urgency that needed to be expressed. She softened her voice again. "Your mother will be back tomorrow I take?"
"Yes, she has something she needs to take care of."
"What, I take, you have tried to avoid in these last few weeks?" she said suggestively.
"Well, Duh! It means our lives Mione; well at least it has the chance to mean our lives." He said claming down.
"Everything will be fine Draco, you wait and see."
"You all have better leave now, my parents aren't able to host this get- together any longer, and there isn't much left to do anyway. I'll see you to the door, and get your jackets Mr. and Mrs. Spinet." He stood up, following suit everyone followed him to the door. He got the jackets and opened the door.
"Sorry for the inconvenience of the night, I do hope you enjoyed yourselves for most of it, fare well." And he took one look at Mione that said 'I'm going to owl you later, just don't be mad.' Then shut the door.
Mione had noticed the odd quiet around Dora's mom; usually she couldn't shut up in situations like this.
"Mione one moment." She finally said. "You all go on head home I need to talk with Mione for a minute." They all nodded, still shocked from the argument between Draco and Mione.
"Yes, what is the matter?"
"Mione, one thing keeps going in my mind, something I really don't get, but makes sense while it doesn't."
"Tell me the thought, and perhaps I can help you with deciphering it?"
She smiled. "I was hoping you'd help me. Well here's the thought. 'Perhaps Mione and the Malfoys come from a different world then the rest of us.' You see?"
Mione just nodded. "When I got accepted to my school," she started "Never mind. Look, we are different yes, that because we have live though hard situations together that's enough to change anyone. Make sense now?" And she turned on heal and walked home.
Leaving a very confused muggle.
"I'll talk to Dora." she finally said and went home
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Draco knew very well what would happen. His mom would have to tell Voldie the entire story, leaving out as much as she can manage, he would then come over and help Dad get back to normal, and they would move back to their old house.
No more Dora always curious.
No more Ray acting as if the world is full of butterflies.
No more Mione. when he left, she would never be Mione again, she would go back to being 'Granger' or 'mudblood'. The friends ship that he worked so hard at, would be lost in a night.
He hit his fist against his door in the same place. 'why is my life cursed!' he thought 'why is it that whenever I try to be nice, its always thrown back into my face?'
Draco sat on his bed and looked out his window to see Mione's light on, she was writing in her book again. He smiled. 'Only for her will this be remembered.' He thought for a second. 'maybe, because she has always known this, maybe that's why I seem to hurt her more.' He shook his head.
Moving over to his desk he began to write.
"Dear......Mione....."
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'I know I should Owl Ron and Harry.' She thought to herself as she drew in her book everything that had just happened.
'but they'll just act like idiots again.' She sighed. 'when we get back to school I have large choices to make. My self and Draco, or the way things have always been. Whether to tell everyone about my book, or keep it secret. Whether to tell everyone about this summer or not. Whether to keep the fact that there is a nice Draco a secret or not. '
She shut her book.
"Damn I hate choices!" she laid back on her bed and stared up at the ceiling. She almost laughed at a thought that decided to cross her mind. 'Draco loses his temper like Ron does!'
"Draco, why do you have to keep secrets from me?" she said to no one. He had still not told her about his life like he promised, and she hadn't given him that book. She sat up and went over to her book case and grabbed it.
She grabbed a piece of parchment and wrote on it 'if Harry AKA the boy who will just not die didn't have his 'run in' with Voldie, this would have happened, but Voldie wouldn't have killed himself, so it would still be going on. Hermione.' And she gave the book and paper to the owl that hung around her house.
Just then a black Owl flew in with a note attached.
' Dear Mione,' it started:
'I know I was a big prat tonight, forgive me. it's just that my life seems to be falling part again for the hundredth time. My mom left with Pettigrew, no Voldie didn't show his face. But once my mom talks with him, he will. Then he'll cure my dad, and we'll have to leave.
I know its sounds absurd, me Draco Malfoy not wanting to leave. Well I'll tell you this ms. know it all. I have had the best weeks of my life here. I really don't want to leave, but I know my dad, and I know I will have no choice in the matter.
I'll be around for a bit still, I'm greatful for that. But, it won't last Mione. I'll let you know when I can when we are leaving. I want to talk to you before then, I after all haven't told you my story, after you told me yours.
I feel I need to explain my actions. It was like Hogworts all over again! When I was talking to Pettigrew I felt it come on. I'm almost addicted to that side of myself Mione, it feels so good to act that way around people. But after I regain my senses I want to punch myself, but settle for my door instead.
I'm sorry for my actions, really I am. But it's still me you know? I think you do, better then anyone else. That's why you acted the way you did. I'm greatful.
I know I'm blabbing, but I'm restless. I just need to get all of this out. You understand I know you do. You know what Mione, its odd, how you can see past any guise I wear, it's like a gift you have. Then again it may be because there's a little part of you that's like me.
I really don't know. It's nice to get this all off my back, thanks for reading!
Draco.'
"I get it." She said. "You really don't keep secrets from me do you? You just trust that I'll see them.and," she paused, "I do." She sat down the piece of parchment and started at her door like it was the most fantastic item in the world.
'Wow, its like the world has opened its eye and I'm seeing though it.' She though as she laid down. 'every action, every word, I understand it. Everything Draco, everything, yet why? I have a choice to make, will you help me? do you see this too?'
She looked up at the light and turned it off. She shut her eyes, and went to sleep.
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Draco was on the third page when he looked up at something. Mione's room was glowing, and it was dimming, but her light was off.
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AN: ok ten completed what did you think? This was an easy chapter to write since I have been trying to get here for a while.
Well anyway, what do you think? Has the story started to bore you? I hope not. My story needs lots of space to develop, I can't cut anything short or it'll confuse you later on. Well I hoopoe you enjoyed this chapter!
Read and review!
Relena
Draco stood outside watching and waiting as a looming cloud over took the sky. In front of him stood a figure, wide and slumped over.
"Pettigrew!" Draco called to the figure, just loud enough so he could hear, but yet quiet enough so that he didn't attract attention to himself from the neighbors. "Pettigrew, what are you doing here where is our lord?"
"I need to speak with your father, brat!" He said trying to sound brave and strong, but Draco wasn't fooled. Pettigrew was one of the people who joined the dark ring because he was afraid, a stupid coward of a man that was a literal slave to Voldemort.
"Only the Dark Lord himself may call on my father after a burning and you know that!" Draco spit on the ground. "Leave this place now or do I need to help you on your way?" Draco pulled out his wand from his pocket and pointed it at the lowly man.
"I'm ordered to bring your Father to you-know-who."
"Pettigrew, only those who are our lord's enemy call him 'you-know-who' or are you so afraid that you have become a spy? Need I report this to our lord?" Draco smirked, for the first time in a while, and he loved it. This person deserved his unwavering insulting ways.
"You may do that, for it's either I bring Lucius or someone who can report to the lord why I couldn't bring him." Peter grinned. "I'm not taking the beating fro this, young Malfoy, so if you insist your father can't come to see me, then you come!"
"My father isn't well enough to leave the safety of our home, nor is he sane enough to see our lord."
"Sane?" Pettigrew came closer. "Your father is 'insane'?
"Yes Pettigrew, my father is insane! Why else do you believe he would move our family here?" Draco said partly annoyed.
"Pettigrew!" a females voice called, shocked. "Why are you here?" Narcissa came out of the house wearing her normal robes.
"I'm here to collect your husband, Narcissa. But your son here has been saying that my task is impossible to do."
"Draco is absolutely right, he cannot leave our house." she shook her head to emphasize. "But I take you need to bring some one don't you? I'll go. Draco, stay here and watch over you father, make sure he doesn't do anything crazy.
"Right mother, I'll see you later then." and he turned on his heal much like Snape did and walked back to his home as if he was a king and had dismissed the two.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hermione was still inside. After she had helped Narcissa bring Lucius to bed she had been told to go back down stairs and make sure that the muggles didn't leave or make to much noise. Hermione knew to obey, simply because she knew the consequences of not obeying.
When she got back down everyone looked grave. Dora and Ray jumped up and raced over "Is everything ok Mione?"
"Everything is fine." She said sounding slightly tired, but urgent. This in itself made everyone clam down. Mione had been in situations like this before, she knew that if she sounded tired, it would not only clam the people she was talking to but it would make them quiet and put their minds at rest.
Now that's what she needed them to do, telling them simply not to panic would just bring them to panic.
She went and sat back down. "Draco should be back momentarily, then we can continue our dinner." She said in the same tone of voice. She just hoped that none of them would ask the one thing that would bring them from this quiet serenity.
But that was not how Dora's mom worked. "What was the problem?" she asked rudely. "Certainly, if it was really important, our guests would have asked us, the other adults present to help, not teenagers!"
"The teenagers have been in this situation millions of times prior to this occasion, and knew what needed to be done in a situation that needed quick thinking." Draco drawled in his cruel voice that he always used at Hogwarts. He walked over and sat back down
Hermione flinched. She didn't realize a situation like this would bring the old Malfoy back with such a vengeance. "Malfoy!" she snapped. "Be considerate! They were just worried after all!"
"You should know better Granger! Weren't you the one mom assigned to make sure that they didn't ask any questions?"
"Questions are inevitable when they just saw their host fall to the floor in pain!" she snapped back. Taking a deep breath that was necessary to keep her breathing, and not from yelling or overreacting. She tried again.
"Draco," she started softly "They aren't like us in more ways then one, and you for one should know that. They have never had to live at our school go though our trials, they have never been faced with life or death situations that they needed to stare down before!" her voice rose a bit, but only to add the urgency that needed to be expressed. She softened her voice again. "Your mother will be back tomorrow I take?"
"Yes, she has something she needs to take care of."
"What, I take, you have tried to avoid in these last few weeks?" she said suggestively.
"Well, Duh! It means our lives Mione; well at least it has the chance to mean our lives." He said claming down.
"Everything will be fine Draco, you wait and see."
"You all have better leave now, my parents aren't able to host this get- together any longer, and there isn't much left to do anyway. I'll see you to the door, and get your jackets Mr. and Mrs. Spinet." He stood up, following suit everyone followed him to the door. He got the jackets and opened the door.
"Sorry for the inconvenience of the night, I do hope you enjoyed yourselves for most of it, fare well." And he took one look at Mione that said 'I'm going to owl you later, just don't be mad.' Then shut the door.
Mione had noticed the odd quiet around Dora's mom; usually she couldn't shut up in situations like this.
"Mione one moment." She finally said. "You all go on head home I need to talk with Mione for a minute." They all nodded, still shocked from the argument between Draco and Mione.
"Yes, what is the matter?"
"Mione, one thing keeps going in my mind, something I really don't get, but makes sense while it doesn't."
"Tell me the thought, and perhaps I can help you with deciphering it?"
She smiled. "I was hoping you'd help me. Well here's the thought. 'Perhaps Mione and the Malfoys come from a different world then the rest of us.' You see?"
Mione just nodded. "When I got accepted to my school," she started "Never mind. Look, we are different yes, that because we have live though hard situations together that's enough to change anyone. Make sense now?" And she turned on heal and walked home.
Leaving a very confused muggle.
"I'll talk to Dora." she finally said and went home
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Draco knew very well what would happen. His mom would have to tell Voldie the entire story, leaving out as much as she can manage, he would then come over and help Dad get back to normal, and they would move back to their old house.
No more Dora always curious.
No more Ray acting as if the world is full of butterflies.
No more Mione. when he left, she would never be Mione again, she would go back to being 'Granger' or 'mudblood'. The friends ship that he worked so hard at, would be lost in a night.
He hit his fist against his door in the same place. 'why is my life cursed!' he thought 'why is it that whenever I try to be nice, its always thrown back into my face?'
Draco sat on his bed and looked out his window to see Mione's light on, she was writing in her book again. He smiled. 'Only for her will this be remembered.' He thought for a second. 'maybe, because she has always known this, maybe that's why I seem to hurt her more.' He shook his head.
Moving over to his desk he began to write.
"Dear......Mione....."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
'I know I should Owl Ron and Harry.' She thought to herself as she drew in her book everything that had just happened.
'but they'll just act like idiots again.' She sighed. 'when we get back to school I have large choices to make. My self and Draco, or the way things have always been. Whether to tell everyone about my book, or keep it secret. Whether to tell everyone about this summer or not. Whether to keep the fact that there is a nice Draco a secret or not. '
She shut her book.
"Damn I hate choices!" she laid back on her bed and stared up at the ceiling. She almost laughed at a thought that decided to cross her mind. 'Draco loses his temper like Ron does!'
"Draco, why do you have to keep secrets from me?" she said to no one. He had still not told her about his life like he promised, and she hadn't given him that book. She sat up and went over to her book case and grabbed it.
She grabbed a piece of parchment and wrote on it 'if Harry AKA the boy who will just not die didn't have his 'run in' with Voldie, this would have happened, but Voldie wouldn't have killed himself, so it would still be going on. Hermione.' And she gave the book and paper to the owl that hung around her house.
Just then a black Owl flew in with a note attached.
' Dear Mione,' it started:
'I know I was a big prat tonight, forgive me. it's just that my life seems to be falling part again for the hundredth time. My mom left with Pettigrew, no Voldie didn't show his face. But once my mom talks with him, he will. Then he'll cure my dad, and we'll have to leave.
I know its sounds absurd, me Draco Malfoy not wanting to leave. Well I'll tell you this ms. know it all. I have had the best weeks of my life here. I really don't want to leave, but I know my dad, and I know I will have no choice in the matter.
I'll be around for a bit still, I'm greatful for that. But, it won't last Mione. I'll let you know when I can when we are leaving. I want to talk to you before then, I after all haven't told you my story, after you told me yours.
I feel I need to explain my actions. It was like Hogworts all over again! When I was talking to Pettigrew I felt it come on. I'm almost addicted to that side of myself Mione, it feels so good to act that way around people. But after I regain my senses I want to punch myself, but settle for my door instead.
I'm sorry for my actions, really I am. But it's still me you know? I think you do, better then anyone else. That's why you acted the way you did. I'm greatful.
I know I'm blabbing, but I'm restless. I just need to get all of this out. You understand I know you do. You know what Mione, its odd, how you can see past any guise I wear, it's like a gift you have. Then again it may be because there's a little part of you that's like me.
I really don't know. It's nice to get this all off my back, thanks for reading!
Draco.'
"I get it." She said. "You really don't keep secrets from me do you? You just trust that I'll see them.and," she paused, "I do." She sat down the piece of parchment and started at her door like it was the most fantastic item in the world.
'Wow, its like the world has opened its eye and I'm seeing though it.' She though as she laid down. 'every action, every word, I understand it. Everything Draco, everything, yet why? I have a choice to make, will you help me? do you see this too?'
She looked up at the light and turned it off. She shut her eyes, and went to sleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco was on the third page when he looked up at something. Mione's room was glowing, and it was dimming, but her light was off.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
AN: ok ten completed what did you think? This was an easy chapter to write since I have been trying to get here for a while.
Well anyway, what do you think? Has the story started to bore you? I hope not. My story needs lots of space to develop, I can't cut anything short or it'll confuse you later on. Well I hoopoe you enjoyed this chapter!
Read and review!
Relena