It was normal for Draco Malfoy to lurk around the grounds of Hogwarts. Ever since the rise of the Dark Lord, it had become almost second nature for him to ditch Crabbe and Goyle in the Slytherin Common Room every night and wander. Malfoy wasn't looking for anything in particular, but just looked anyway.
"Chiron's going to be ticked, you know," one of those nights, the young Slytherin heard someone coming up behind him. "You can't hide a van forever," it was one of the exchange students… Kate or something like that.
"I know that much," an ignorant voice wafted from beside her. "But, if we can hold out just a little longer…" Malfoy thought for a moment, weighing his options. Hide and listen in, run, or let them catch him. Opting for the first of three, he hid himself behind a burgundy drapery at one of the castle's large windows.
"The gods won't be happy," the girl was saying again.
"But what else would they expect for two sons of Hermes?" a third voice, just as ignorant as the second, retorted. Malfoy's eyes widened in realization. Hermes was the Greek God of something… being a son of Hermes would make that person half god… a demigod! The idiot had all but confessed. Malfoy grinned evilly down at his Inquisitorial Squad badge. This was going to be fun.
I'm so sorry, but I've had writer's block on a part of this chapter that I wanted to write but couldn't, so gave up on it, and, with ski practice twice a week, and play and choir practice at least once a week, I'm spread just a little thin.
Is it just me, or has this gone by really fast? Next chapter is already Harry's dream about the DoM- but, then again, there is quite a bit of a time jump.
Even then, though, I only have to write four chapters. Wow.