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Chapter 14: Galleon

Delilah moved down a corridor with Luna, walking boredly towards their common room before dinner.

Up ahead, she spotted Harry Potter talking to Fred and George Weasley, looking very serious and whispering, before Harry took off in the other direction. Delilah quirked an eyebrow and hurried up to them, Luna following behind her.

"E-Excuse M-Me!" Delilah managed, barely audible as she made her way behind the twins. One barely glanced over his shoulder before realizing she was following behind them. "Uh, yeah?" he asked, his twin turning around with him.

"Y-You were t-talking to Harry P-Potter," Delilah started, suddenly feeling a wave of nervousness hit her and regretting her decision to ask. They nodded, then one of them snapped their fingers, "Oh, yeah! You were at the meeting, weren't you? I remember because you sat next to her." He nodded towards Luna.

The other twin nodded, "Oh, right! Well, if Harry and Ron haven't told you, we have a meeting tonight. Eight o'clock on the seventh floor opposite the Barnabas the Barmy tapestry."

Delilah and Luna nodded, "Thank you, uh," Delilah started, staring between the twins. "Fred," The one who had explained where they were meeting said. "George," said the one who had remembered her.

She nodded again; having a feeling she might not remember which was which. Fred and George left, and Luna and Delilah turned down a different corridor towards their common room.

Delilah and Luna hurried up the stairs to the seventh floor, while Delilah kept thinking back to the rooms that were up there. "I don't remember a room being opposite that tapestry though," She breathed out as her and Luna hurried down the corridor.

After they spotted the tapestry they saw Justin, Ernie and Hannah standing outside a large door. Harry stood by the doorway, waving them in. Delilah and Luna were the last of them to show up, and they found seats in the back on two fluffy cushions.

It got quiet, and Harry stood before them all, a nervous expression on his face. "Well, this is the place we've found for practices, and you've – er – obviously found it okay – "

"It's fantastic!" Cho Chang said amazed, staring around the large room with the many book shelves, grand fireplace and dozens of different instruments like Sneakoscopes and Secrecy Sensors. Several people whispered their agreements to the person next to them.

"It's bizarre," said one of the twins, frowning as he looked around, "We once hid from Filch in here, remember, George? But it was just a broom cupboard then…" he explained.

"Harry, what's this stuff?" Dean Thomas asked looking at the instruments on the back shelves. "Dark Detectors," Harry said quickly, walking between the large groups of people to reach them. "Basically they all show when Dark wizards or enemies are around, but you don't want to rely on them too much, they can be fooled…" Harry stared into it for a moment, before placing it back on the shelf and turning to look back at them all. "Well, I've been thinking about the sort of stuff we ought to do first and – er – " he looked at something behind Delilah, "What, Hermione?" he asked.

Delilah turned to look at Hermione, who was lowering her hand and a thick book was placed in her lap, "I think we ought to elect a leader," she said matter-of-factly.

"Harry's the leader," Cho said at once, giving Hermione a look that said she was mad. "Yes, but I think we ought to vote on it properly," She shot back, unperturbed. "It makes it formal and it gives him authority. So – everyone who thinks Harry should be our leader?"

Everyone's hands shot up and Harry was completely red in the face.

"Er – right, thanks," Harry started, "And – what, Hermione?" he asked, sounding slightly exasperated. Hermione's hand was still in the air, and she was smiling, "I also think we should have a name."

"The Anti-Umbridge League?" Angelina said, grinning. "The Ministry of Magic Are Morons Group?" Fred suggested, chuckling. "I meant more of a name that didn't tell everyone what we were up to, so we can refer to it safely outside of meetings." Hermione spoke up.

"The Defense Association? D.A. for short?" Cho suggested. Ginny shrugged, "D.A. is good, only how about it stand for Dumbledore's Army, because that's who the Ministry's afraid of, isn't it?" she asked, smiling.

A few people nodded their agreement, including Delilah and Luna. "All in favor of the D.A.?" Hermione asked in a somewhat bossy tone. Hands shot up, and she counted. "That's a majority – motion passed!" she said happily. She pulled out the piece of paper they had all signed and wrote "Dumbledore's Army" across the top, pinning it to the wall.

After that, Harry continued on and explained that the first spell he was going to teach them was called Expelliarmus, a Disarming Charm. They had even learned it was the spell Harry used against You-Know-Who last June that saved his life.

They split up into pairs, and Delilah and Luna walked to the other side of the room, standing by one of the books shelves, across one another. Luna went first, "Expelliarmus." She said flicking her wand in Delilah's direction and causing it to jump out of her hands. Delilah grinned, "That's was good." She said, picking up her wand and pointing it towards Luna. "Expelliarmus!" Delilah called, flicking her wand and the wand flew up into the air, over Delilah's head and towards the center of the room. Delilah stared at it dumbstruck, before turning to Luna. She was smiling at her, and Delilah began laughing.

"I didn't know she laughed…" Delilah heard someone whisper and she looked over her shoulder to see Angelina and Alicia looking at her. They quickly looked away, looking slightly embarrassed, before Angelina spoke up, "Sorry! I didn't mean to offend you in anyway…it's just every time I see you, you're always so serious and blank…I mean…" She trailed off, looking nervously at Alicia for help.

Delilah smiled, shrugging her shoulders, "it's okay. I'm sure a lot of people think that." She told her, surprised that she didn't stutter as she explained. Luna retrieved her wand, and nodded at Delilah, noticing it as well. "Very good, Delilah." She said as she passed her.

Delilah grinned, before turning back to face Luna and continuing their practice.

Draco sat in the Slytherin Common Room, lazily writing an essay for his Potions class and barely listening to Crabbe and Goyle as they talked.

"Potter and Weasley had it coming! Going after Draco like that!" Crabbe said seriously, bringing up the incident on the Quidditch field that had happened the week before. Draco smirked, "Both the Weasels are off the team now, including Potter." He added, looking up at them.

Crabbe and Goyle both nodded, grinning. "But, you know what I thought was funny?" Goyle asked. Draco chuckled, Goyle thinking…he thought.

"That Stuttering Twit that tutors Draco was talking to those twin Weasels." He said, chuckling. Draco looked up at this, a curious expression on his face. "What was she doing talking to them?" he hissed.

Goyle shrugged, "I saw one of them, don't know which, hand her something. They looked like galleons." He laughed again, looking at Crabbe, "I wonder what acts he's paying her for!" he winked, and Crabbe cackled. Draco glared at them, "Shut up!" he nearly yelled.

Crabbe and Goyle both stopped abruptly and looked at Draco shocked, "W-What?" Crabbe muttered. "W-We're joking, Draco." Goyle managed. Crabbe smiled, shrugging, "B-but, it would be funny, Draco. What in the world could that Stuttering Twit do worth any money?" He joked.

"I said shut up!" Draco nearly shouted again, sending them icy glares. They both looked at him nervously, while Draco took in a deep breath through his nostrils. He knew he had to calm down; otherwise they'd figure it out. If it had been anyone other than Crabbe and Goyle, they would have already been able to guess. He was lucky his friends were idiots.

"You're conversation is distracting me! If you must talk, leave!" he hissed, turning back to his parchment angrily. Crabbe and Goyle both exchanged confused looks, before leaning back against the couch quietly.

Delilah sat in her dorm room, crossed legged as she brushed out her wet hair that was now past her shoulder blades. A golden galleon sat in front of her, and she kept her eyes on it with an angry look on her face.

Luna walked in, wearing a yellow button down long sleeve night shirt and yellow pants. She noticed the look on Delilah's face and looked towards the galleon, "What are you doing?" she asked after a moment.

"I don't know what to do with it. Fred or George, I don't know which one, told me the coin will heat up when they send out messages for when the meetings are, but I doubt I'll feel it when it's in my pocket." Delilah explained, setting her brush aside and picking up the galleon.

Luna took a seat on the bed, taking the galleon out of her hand and studying it. "You could make it into a necklace like mine?" she suggested, pulling a blue string from under her night shirt, revealing the golden galleon tied at the end of it.

Delilah made a face, shaking her head, "I don't like wearing a necklace when we also have to wear a tie with our uniform. It's always felt odd."

Luna pondered this, then took Delilah's arm and pulled it close, turning her wrist up and placing the galleon on top of it, "A bracelet?"

Delilah thought this over, before grinning, "That's fantastic. I just don't know how to make a bracelet out of a galleon."

Luna smiled, "I can do it tomorrow after classes are done."

Delilah beamed, "Thank you so much Luna!"

She shrugged, tucking Delilah's galleon into her pocket, "It's no problem. We should get to bed, though. It's getting late." She said glancing at the wined up clock Delilah kept on her bedside table. Delilah nodded, the two of them saying their goodnights as Luna exited the room and Delilah climbed under her covers.

Draco stalked down the corridors, his teeth clenched as he passed by the other students. His mood had been increasingly bad since Crabbe and Goyle's comment the night before. He had to believe them when they said she was talking to the Weasley twins, since it was practically impossible to mix them up with anyone else in the school. But why on Earth were they giving her galleons? He had no idea why they would do that. Was she tutoring them too? Why would she? They're two years ahead of them…she's smart but she can't be tutoring upperclassmen.

He turned the corridor and stopped dead in his tracks. Just up ahead, Delilah was speaking, and standing very closely, to Ernie MacMillan and Justin Finch-Fletchley. After a moment they said their goodbyes and just when she turned Angelina Johnson stopped her and asked her something. After another moment, Angelina left and Delilah continued on down the corridor.

Draco glared, and hurried after her.

She turned a corridor, heading towards the stairs, when Draco took hold of her arm and pulled her into an empty classroom. Delilah gave him a curious look, taking her arm back as Draco shut the door.

"What's wrong?" she asked curiously, noticing the angry look on his face. "Why were you talking to Fletchley and MacMillan? And to the Gryffindor captain Johnson?" He asked seriously. Delilah gave him a curious look, before realizing what he meant. "I can't talk to my classmates?" she asked innocently.

"Johnson's two years older. You have a seventh year class?" he asked in a nonbelieving tone. Delilah gulped, looking past him at the door, "She was a-asking i-if I'd, I'd," She paused, thinking hard for something. "If I'd seen H-Harry Potter; Something about Quidditch."

Draco quirked an eyebrow at her, "Quidditch?" he asked. Delilah nodded quickly. "Potter was banned from the Quidditch team." He told her. Delilah's eyes widened and she quickly shrugged her shoulders, "M-Maybe she needs help picking a replacement for him? I heard he was a r-rather good Seeker." She explained nervously.

"Why are you stuttering?" he asked her, taking a step closer. Delilah hurried past him towards the door, "I'm nervous I'll b-be late for my n-next class. I'll see you later, Draco." She said, pulling at the handle of the door. Draco pulled her back, pushing up against the door so she couldn't get away.

"Why were you talking to the Weasley twins the other day? Crabbe and Goyle say they saw them give you some galleons." Draco asked her at once.

Delilah paused, before looking at him confused. "W-wait," She muttered. "Why are you so concerned about who I talk to in my free time?" she asked. He shrugged, "I'd like to know what you're doing. We are in a relationship, aren't we?" he asked.

Delilah nodded, "We are, but that doesn't give you the right to know what I'm doing and who I'm talking to."

"What do you know? This is your first relationship!" Draco said matter-of-factly. Delilah rolled her eyes, "It's your first relationship too, Draco. And I have my older brother and sister to know what's normal for a relationship."

Draco scoffed, "Not all relationships can be the same, obviously."

"Yes, but I don't think it's alright for you to know who I am talking to at all times. We both have our own lives, especially since we aren't a couple around everyone else."

"So you're just going to act like your single and talk to other guys all the time?" he shot back. Delilah gawked at him, "Of course not! I act like I normally do, I don't flirt and I treat everyone the same. If you can't trust me, maybe this relationship won't even be able to make it to being public." She said matter-of-factly.

Draco's eyes widened and then his face became angry; "Of course I trust you!" he shot back hotly. "It's them I don't trust. You can be easily manipulated!"

Delilah glared at him, "Well, I'm glad I have you to tell me that. If you hadn't, I might have snogged every guy who uttered a single word to me." She spat out, pushing open the door with all her might and hurrying out.

Draco quickly followed her out, before stopping in his tracks as the bell sounded throughout the school. He groaned having a feeling McGonagall wouldn't take any excuses when he showed up to her class late.

A/N:

yeah, this chapter jumps around a lot. Sorry! I just had so many ideas but none of them were long enough for one chapter each.

Thank you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter! and all the ones before! they made me smile :)

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