The World I Know


Chapter 11 - Unfortunate Meet


By: KaKaVegeGurl


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Please don't tell me you all thought the last chapter was the end? XD It's not.

Alright everyone I know it's been a while, a very LONG while and I do apologize, I honestly had no idea the time had passed by so fast!

I hope you all are still reading, I'm sorry for all of the late updates! But I promise to finish this one soon. It's got a few more chapters to go!

And you all are going to be shocked.

Everyone take a seat and get comfortable , have yourself a nice steaming cup of yaoi. And enjoy!

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giavanna: "I'm glad you like it. Yeh a lot of people tend to feel sorry for him in this case. I've been so upset over what's happened to him and it's not even real. XD

As to answer yer question: Ron isn't in love with Harry, not in this fanfic at least. Lol, he's just getting REALLY protective. I mean come on... This IS Draco Malfoy... And Ron's definantly hated him a lot before now... He kind of feels like Draco's going to do something along the lines of taking Harry from him and then hurting Harry, so he's got a keen eye to make sure that nothing like that happens. He doesn't want to see Harry get hurt.

I'm amazed to hear that is was yer first. And I'm glad that I've gotten you to like it so. That completely makes me happy. Please keep reading! I SHALL keep it up! Enjoy and have a nice steaming cup of yaoi!"

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"-So annoying me. He just can't accept that you two really love each other," Hermione rambled on, "And now he won't even talk to me because I think you two are a cute couple."

Draco stared over at the table Ron was sitting at, he frowned as the red-haired Gryffindor gave him a nasty look, "I can't say I didn't expect something similar to this, without lying but," He turned back to Hermione, "He's Harry's best-friend. He should be glad Harry's happy, right?"

"I dunno," Hermione stood up with a shrug of her shoulders, "Maybe he thinks you'll hurt Harry, I mean, you are Draco Malfoy."

"I would never-"

"I know." The bushy-haired girl interrupted him, "I'm pretty sure you won't, and you're lucky even I trust you. But Ron doesn't. He's just worried for Harry."

Draco sighed and was about to pick up his books when something swung down just inches in front of him, landing over the work on the table before him.

"Good day, Draco." His father sneered.

The entire Great Hall froze their conversations and looked up to Draco's table.

Ron could be seen sitting at his table, Queen Chess piece in hand, watching it in both shock and interest.

The Slytherin looked over to his father, eyes wide, "L-L-"

"You mean 'father', right?" Lucius corrected him with a smirk, "No need for formalities between a parent and his offspring. And don't stutter Draco, you know what I think of that."

Hermione froze, staring up at the elder Malfoy, she looked at the terrified look in Draco's eyes and set off completely unnoticed to the Gryffindor Dorms to get Harry.

"This way, Draco." Lucius said, pointing to the Great Hall doors with his staff, "Hurry up now, I don't have time to waste."

Draco picked up his books in a hurry and stumbled after his father.


They stepped outside and Lucius turned to his son sharply.

"Why haven't you been replying to my letters, Draco?" The long-haired man sneered, being as forward as possible, "I know you've received them... And read them. So why haven't I received any of you replies?"

Draco turned his head away, his gaze darkening in disrespect. "I'm not going to be a Death Eater, father. I've already told you. I don't want to be like you."

"What is that!" Lucius glared down at him and paused, "You will."

Draco sneered at him, backing up a few feet, "I've already told you, I won't. I don't want my life to turn out like your's. It's honestly pathetic, trying to make your son follow after yourself when you know that's not what he wants. I don't want to be you. I may have been born for that but let me make my own choices for once."

"I can't allow you to make any choice other then following in my footsteps, Draco." Lucius said with a smile, "You will become a Death Eater, and you'll obey the Dark Lord. It's just as simple as that."

"No I won't!" Draco turned to face his father finally, biting the inside of his lip, "You follow after a fake half-blood; who has no real power; just the power to bend weak people like you. You're not a Malfoy, you've ruined that name."

Lucius drew back his gloved hand and smacked Draco across the face hard, "Don't you dare raise your voice to me! I am your father and you will respect and obey me!"


"Harry!" Hermione ran into the boy's dorms, she froze for a second and then gasped, "Oh my goodness!"

"Hermione!" The Raven-Haired boy was laid out in his bed, covers over him, hands under the them, his glassed were set on the bedside table.

"Oh! ... Gosh I am SO sorry, Harry!" She ran back out and shut the door loudly behind her, "I'll wait out here, hurry and get decent! It's an emergency!" She yelled through the door.

Harry cocked a brow, pulling his hands out from under the covers to put his glasses on, "Yeah. yeah, I'm hurrying. What can possibly that urgent?"

Hermione rolled her eyes on the other side of the door, arms crossed and foot tapping impatiently on the floor, "Oh come on Harry! Draco's father is here and he walked off somewhere with him!"

"What?" Harry tripped as he pulled up his pants and zipped them, running to the door and throwing it open, "Lucius?"

"Yes. Lucius is here... Now get on a shirt." Hermione scolded him but Harry was already running to the Boy's dorm room stairs.


"I need you to go and pack your things right this moment, Draco," Lucius said as he walked towards the school doors.

Draco wiped the blood from his lips and stood up, "What?" He looked at his father astonished, "Why? Where am I going? School's not over yet and I've still got loads of-"

"Quiet, Draco." The long-haired blond turned to his son, "Honestly, you talk too much. I'm taking you out of Hogwarts. This place is changing you and I don't like it. We'll enroll you into Durmstrang like I originally planned."

"I don't want to go to Durmstrang. I won't!"

Lucius turned to him and hit him across the cheek just as he had before, "You will go to Durmstrang. That's the end of it!"

"Hey Malfoy!"

Both of the blonds turned to the front doors of Hogwarts.

Three wands were pointed at them.

"Harry?" Draco gaped in shock at the shirtless, shoeless, scarred boy before them.

Harry smiled harshly and moved down the steps a few, "Not you," He said to Draco, holding his wand still as he walked towards the two men, both Hermione and Ron were standing back at the doors, wands pointed as well, "No, I'm not talking about Draco."

He turned his wand to the elder Malfoy, "I mean you."

"Ah, Mister Potter," Lucius frowned more, glaring at the Golden Trio.

Ron walked over hesitantly and yanked Draco away from his father forcefully by his sleeve and Hermione stepped closer to the blond Death-Eater.

"I think the Head Master would like a chat with you." The Muggle-born said in annoyance, her wand pointed to his chest, "Raising a hand to your son like that isn't wise, Mr. Malfoy."

Harry nodded to Hermione, lowering his wand slowly and putting it in his back pocket before laying back his arm and hitting the taller man straight in the jaw.

Ron pointed his wand again and bellowed, "Petrificus Totalus!"

As the figure of Draco's father fell to the ground with a thud he turned back to Hermione, Ron and Harry.

"Thanks," The Blond said, holding his hand to his sore, red cheek as he turned to Ron, "But why exactly did you help me?"

The red-head just smiled, his hands in his jean pockets, "Well in all honest, I was just here to make sure Harry would be alright, I can't have my best-friend going off to challenge a Death-Eater and me just sit in the Great Hall playing Wizards Chess."

"Ah," The Slytherin nodded, a bit down, "I see."

"But!" Ron interrupted him before he could wander off behind Harry, "I guess I'll never know what it's like to have a father who hates me and treats me like Malfoy treated you. So... I suppose we're good for now."

Hermione gasped with a smile and Harry practically lynched Ron with gratitude.

"You forget Weasley..." Draco interrupted them and stared at the Red-Head still, "Just like my father... I am a Malfoy."

"No you're not." Ron said hastily.

The three all stopped talking an turned to look at him with raised eye brows and curiosity blowing about in their eyes.

"He's not?" Hermione asked curiously.

Ron shook his head, "No, no... Definantly not..." He looked at Draco and smiled a bit, "He's a Potter."


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Alright, sorry for making you all wait!

My hands are killing me now so I'm off to bed, just wanted to give you all this bit of yaoi! So I hope you all enjoyed! Please review! I'd love you for it!

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