Chapter Twenty-One: Teachers
Saturday, September 6th, year 1997
Draco found himself waking up in the head tower that morning. They had finished up late that night. Explaining everything to Hanna, as well as starting to plan for the visit of two muggles is quite time consuming.
Hermione was the one who suggested that Dora and Ray come to the castle. After all, she already had them covered as witches, and to have Mione missing for that long would cause panic among the staff, and well, things would get messy.
A lie here and there would keep the situation rather safe. Dora and Ray already knew quite a bit about the wizarding world, so all they would need would be the wardrobes, and a way to fool the professors as to the fact about their magical ability.
That was easily solved.
Draco sat up and stretched on the couch. This was the second time in a week he had slept here, and he knew it wouldn't be the last.
"You look like a cat when you do that." Mione stated shocking the blond head out of his retrieve. "Oh don't look so shocked, I do live here." She sipped come of her coffee.
"What time is it?"
"Nine."
"WHAT!" and he scrambled out of his 'bed' and started pulling on robes left and right.
"Its Saturday Draco." She notified him while trying to repress a giggle. Draco Malfoy, the esteemed prince of Slythrin house, was hopping around in front of her, on one foot, trying to get ready in a very undignified way.
"I know that, I have Quidditch practice in five minutes!" And he grabbed his broom, which he stored there now. "I'll be off, tell everyone else I say morn." And he felt.
Shaking her head, she imagined the situation with the Draco most people saw, and she started to laugh.
"What's.so.. funny, Mione?" Hanna stated as she too rose from her sleeping position.
"If only you had woke a minute sooner." She mused out loud.
"What? What happened?" Hanna reminded Mione of a little child who was always so curious.
'I guess it comes with the energy.' She shook her head again, holding her laughter.
"WHAT!" Hanna was getting impatient.
"Draco says morn." Hanna got the point.
"Late for something?" a smile brimming on Hanna's face that matched Hermione's.
"Quidditch."
"Of course."
"So that's what made this mess!" Tom exclaimed as he stepped out of his room, looking rather mad for the disorganization.
Hanna and Mione started to laugh, and Tom joined them shortly after.
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"DRACO!!" a very annoyed Blaise yelled as the still half asleep Draco yawned his way onto the field.
"Yo, Blaise."
"You look like a wreck man!" Blaise stated looking at Draco messy hair and crumpled and not straightly tied Quidditch robes.
"It does come with being half asleep and trying to get ready in one minute, so am I late?"
Blaise looked at his captain is complete horror. "Do we need to reschedule? Honestly Draco, I've never seen you like this."
"I had a late night, and I woke up late that's all."
"You woke up early." The rest of the team came over to see what was up.
"Late, that's why I'm a mess, Goyle."
"Early, you weren't in bed when we," he indicated Crabbe "Went to wake you."
"So what if I wasn't in 'my' bed." He said trying to indicate something, so that the team wouldn't question him further. "I still woke up late."
"Oh, so it was that way huh?" a fifth year commented.
'Thank god.' Draco sighed. "Yeah."
"Ok Draco, we know your.. . uh way with the girls, but try not to um, you know, on nights prior to practice!" Blaise was furious when he finished.
"You know Blaise, why don't you be captain, you sound more like one then I do." The team looked at him oddly then.
"You serious, or just trying to pick a fight, cus if it's a fight you-."
"No!" Draco held up his hand to stop him "Not a fight, I'm deadly serious."
"Draco, you sure you're feeling well?" the team looked at him strangely.
"I'm in perfect health, be assured." Draco sighed and slumped to the ground. "Just exhausted."
"Why don't we come back after lunch eh?" Blaise knelt down by his friend. "You sleep till eleven, then we wake you, you eat lunch, and stop scaring us, then we practice, what do you say?"
Draco looked up at the group. It was true, they did look a bit worried, but still scared. "Why does this scare you." Draco stated in an almost dead voice.
"It just isn't you. You A: haven't sneered once B: you're all over the place when you're normally so collected that no one can guess at your motives. C: Draco this just isn't you, you seem, well cheerful."
"What's wrong with not being a prat? What's wrong with being happy?" Draco stood up and left.
He really shouldn't have done that.
The team exchanged looks. "We should tell Snape. He should know." All agreed and they headed off to the dungeons. They expected to see Draco on their way down, but they didn't. It was then that they realized that Draco had gone off somewhere, and they didn't know where he was.
And an insane man is best looked after.
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Harry was still mentally hitting himself for his actions last night, when he went down to breakfast.
Ron noticed, but said nothing. He knew that when Harry got like this, he was best left be.
Mione walked into the hall shortly after them, flanked by Hanna from Hufflepuff and Tom the head boy.
"Ron! Harry!" she turned to the other two. "See you two later!" they separated to their respected tables. Mione sat by Harry, and her smile faded. "What's wrong?" she asked Ron.
"Dun know." He grabbed some Bacon. "He's been like that since he woke up."
"Harry?" she shook him a bit. "Harry what's wrong?"
He stayed silent.
"Great." And she rolled her eyes. "Where's Malfoy when you need him!"
"Why do you say that Mione?"
"Malfoy would be able to shake Harry out of this, by either cursing him or making him mad enough."
"Wow, the git actually has his uses, I never thought of that before."
"Attention!" Dumbledore stood up gaining the attention of the entire student body. "As most of you have noted by now, none of you have DADA."
Quickly grabbing out her schedule, Mione noted that yes, on Tuesdays and Thursdays, she had an off-hour where DADA should have been. "Damn, why didn't I notice!"
"Well, this was to the fact where we didn't believe that there would be a teacher this year, well then Mr. Stone here owled me saying that he wanted the job." He indicated the man beside him. It took Mione no time to guess at that profile. "So may I introduce your new professor, Professor Stone."
Everyone clapped, but Mione gapped. And so did Tom and Hanna. Mione would bet that if Draco were here, he would irrespectively leave the hall.
Well, since Draco wasn't here, Mione decided it was her job to take over the task. She stood up, grabbed her stuff and left the hall.
Tom and Hanna followed her out.
The hall starred in awe. Had Hermione Granger, Hanna Abbott and Tom just left the hall, rudely? The three most perfect students in the school, the three teacher pets?
Over at Slythrin Table, Blaise thought for a second, on how Draco should have been the one to do that, but Draco wasn't there. Something was very wrong at Hogworts School of witchcraft and wizardry, but he couldn't place his finger on it.
Harry was thinking along those same lines.
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"THE NERVE!" Hermione shouted once they were a decent distance from the hall. "THE NERVE!!!!!"
"Umm. Mione? Could you perhaps explain why you just walked out?" Hanna looked back as if she really didn't want to follow her friend.
"Draco would have." Hermione stated honestly. "Plus, it wasn't just me you two walked out as well. With no incentive from me to do so, might I add."
"We were worried." Tom trying to get her to calm down decided that talking was best. "So, where was Draco." Changing the subject, "He definitely wasn't down there." He indicated the hall.
"Yeah, where was he." Hermione mused as they walked up to the head tower.
Tom looked at Hanna is to say 'lets not bug her about the teacher just yet.'
Hanna nodded in agreement.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Draco, at the time being was with Snape. Apparently acting like he did was a sign of insanity, so his fellow teammates notified Snape. And left it at that.
"So, Mr. Malfoy, you understand why you're here?"
"Slightly, care to brief me on the reason, just in case." Draco looked at his potions master, directly in the eye. Which all in itself was a death wish.
"Well, there is more then just one reason, Mr. Malfoy." Snape looked at him oddly. "You do realize you've been acting strange as of late?"
"A little, but I'm allowed to try different personalities aren't I?"
"Yes, well Mr. Malfoy, I'm afraid that now might not be such a good time to, umm try different personalities, how you put it. Which bring me to another reason why you're here." Snape lowered his voce. "Your father didn't show at the last meeting, care to tell me why?"
"No clue, though he could be trying new personalities as well, I hear that they have a sale." He shrugged as if this wasn't anything to worry about.
"Mr. Malfoy! I will not have your curt replies, this is quite serious!" Snape boomed while immediately taking a standing position.
Draco glared up at his professor, yet another death wish. "If you so badly want to know why he didn't show, your telling me why you want to know."
Snape looked down at his pupil in an odd way. That was a Gryffindor quality, courage, and unrelenting silence on a need to know secret. He softened then.
"I advise Mr. Malfoy, that you don't try that personality any more, or we'll need to change your house. As to the reason why I need to know, I need to be able to trust you to tell you. But I can tell you, that your father is brimming on the edge of disloyalty, the death eaters will be after him soon, if he doesn't attend the meeting tonight."
"How do I show you I can be trusted, so I know why you're concerned?"
"I will pick a few students, and we'll meet in the headmasters office in ten minutes." And Snape left.
Great, just great.
Speaking of great, Draco decided that he might as well eat before judgment time. So he headed down to the great hall.
Upon entering, he realized that a wand could likely drop and it wouldn't break the silence.
Walking over to Slythrin table he saw the dark faces looking just at their food, as if they were trying to work out a problem.
"What's wrong?" he asked Pansy as he took his normal seat.
"Oh you wouldn't believe it if I told you."
"Doesn't matter." Pansy looked up at him shocked.
"Ok then, well Dumbledore was introducing Professor Stone, and the mudblood, head boy and prefect from Hufflepuff, just stood up and walked out in the middle of it!"
"Perfect mudblood Granger?"
Pansy nodded. "Told you that you wouldn't believe it."
"Actually, I just might, and that's the weird thing." He mused as he looked up at the high table to see who this professor stone was.
"It can't be!" Draco exclaimed once he saw the new teacher.
"What is it?" Pansy looked at Draco along with the rest of the hall.
"Rick."
"Who?"
"Rick, the new teacher's name is Rick, Rick Stone. A mudblood."
"How do you know?"
"I met him this summer, No wonder Granger stormed out like that!"
"I'm confused Drakie." Pansy was scrunching up her little nose, as if she was about to cry.
"My father became slightly insane this past summer, so the doctors moved our family to a muggle town, as it happened we moved in right next to Granger. But since my dad was nuts we couldn't do anything about it. Well, Rick lives there was well, so I met him. Mudblood and Rick aren't necessarily on the best of terms." Draco explained quickly.
"Oh! I see."
"However I'm betting a million Galleons, That Granger didn't know that he was a wizard. Main reason, I just found out."
"So he hates Granger?" she asked hoping that she got it right.
"No, he is sort of obsessed with her. She hates him."
"Ah." And she went back to eating, never thinking on how odd the situation was.
Snape chose that time to walk up behind Malfoy.
"Mr. Malfoy, Follow me please." And Draco did just that.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
So what do you think? I know I'm getting a little side tracked, but this just sounded so neat to happen.
It'll be over soon, so don't worry your little heads, we'll get back to the Dora Ray situation soon enough.
Well, you know the procedure.
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Saturday, September 6th, year 1997
Draco found himself waking up in the head tower that morning. They had finished up late that night. Explaining everything to Hanna, as well as starting to plan for the visit of two muggles is quite time consuming.
Hermione was the one who suggested that Dora and Ray come to the castle. After all, she already had them covered as witches, and to have Mione missing for that long would cause panic among the staff, and well, things would get messy.
A lie here and there would keep the situation rather safe. Dora and Ray already knew quite a bit about the wizarding world, so all they would need would be the wardrobes, and a way to fool the professors as to the fact about their magical ability.
That was easily solved.
Draco sat up and stretched on the couch. This was the second time in a week he had slept here, and he knew it wouldn't be the last.
"You look like a cat when you do that." Mione stated shocking the blond head out of his retrieve. "Oh don't look so shocked, I do live here." She sipped come of her coffee.
"What time is it?"
"Nine."
"WHAT!" and he scrambled out of his 'bed' and started pulling on robes left and right.
"Its Saturday Draco." She notified him while trying to repress a giggle. Draco Malfoy, the esteemed prince of Slythrin house, was hopping around in front of her, on one foot, trying to get ready in a very undignified way.
"I know that, I have Quidditch practice in five minutes!" And he grabbed his broom, which he stored there now. "I'll be off, tell everyone else I say morn." And he felt.
Shaking her head, she imagined the situation with the Draco most people saw, and she started to laugh.
"What's.so.. funny, Mione?" Hanna stated as she too rose from her sleeping position.
"If only you had woke a minute sooner." She mused out loud.
"What? What happened?" Hanna reminded Mione of a little child who was always so curious.
'I guess it comes with the energy.' She shook her head again, holding her laughter.
"WHAT!" Hanna was getting impatient.
"Draco says morn." Hanna got the point.
"Late for something?" a smile brimming on Hanna's face that matched Hermione's.
"Quidditch."
"Of course."
"So that's what made this mess!" Tom exclaimed as he stepped out of his room, looking rather mad for the disorganization.
Hanna and Mione started to laugh, and Tom joined them shortly after.
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"DRACO!!" a very annoyed Blaise yelled as the still half asleep Draco yawned his way onto the field.
"Yo, Blaise."
"You look like a wreck man!" Blaise stated looking at Draco messy hair and crumpled and not straightly tied Quidditch robes.
"It does come with being half asleep and trying to get ready in one minute, so am I late?"
Blaise looked at his captain is complete horror. "Do we need to reschedule? Honestly Draco, I've never seen you like this."
"I had a late night, and I woke up late that's all."
"You woke up early." The rest of the team came over to see what was up.
"Late, that's why I'm a mess, Goyle."
"Early, you weren't in bed when we," he indicated Crabbe "Went to wake you."
"So what if I wasn't in 'my' bed." He said trying to indicate something, so that the team wouldn't question him further. "I still woke up late."
"Oh, so it was that way huh?" a fifth year commented.
'Thank god.' Draco sighed. "Yeah."
"Ok Draco, we know your.. . uh way with the girls, but try not to um, you know, on nights prior to practice!" Blaise was furious when he finished.
"You know Blaise, why don't you be captain, you sound more like one then I do." The team looked at him oddly then.
"You serious, or just trying to pick a fight, cus if it's a fight you-."
"No!" Draco held up his hand to stop him "Not a fight, I'm deadly serious."
"Draco, you sure you're feeling well?" the team looked at him strangely.
"I'm in perfect health, be assured." Draco sighed and slumped to the ground. "Just exhausted."
"Why don't we come back after lunch eh?" Blaise knelt down by his friend. "You sleep till eleven, then we wake you, you eat lunch, and stop scaring us, then we practice, what do you say?"
Draco looked up at the group. It was true, they did look a bit worried, but still scared. "Why does this scare you." Draco stated in an almost dead voice.
"It just isn't you. You A: haven't sneered once B: you're all over the place when you're normally so collected that no one can guess at your motives. C: Draco this just isn't you, you seem, well cheerful."
"What's wrong with not being a prat? What's wrong with being happy?" Draco stood up and left.
He really shouldn't have done that.
The team exchanged looks. "We should tell Snape. He should know." All agreed and they headed off to the dungeons. They expected to see Draco on their way down, but they didn't. It was then that they realized that Draco had gone off somewhere, and they didn't know where he was.
And an insane man is best looked after.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Harry was still mentally hitting himself for his actions last night, when he went down to breakfast.
Ron noticed, but said nothing. He knew that when Harry got like this, he was best left be.
Mione walked into the hall shortly after them, flanked by Hanna from Hufflepuff and Tom the head boy.
"Ron! Harry!" she turned to the other two. "See you two later!" they separated to their respected tables. Mione sat by Harry, and her smile faded. "What's wrong?" she asked Ron.
"Dun know." He grabbed some Bacon. "He's been like that since he woke up."
"Harry?" she shook him a bit. "Harry what's wrong?"
He stayed silent.
"Great." And she rolled her eyes. "Where's Malfoy when you need him!"
"Why do you say that Mione?"
"Malfoy would be able to shake Harry out of this, by either cursing him or making him mad enough."
"Wow, the git actually has his uses, I never thought of that before."
"Attention!" Dumbledore stood up gaining the attention of the entire student body. "As most of you have noted by now, none of you have DADA."
Quickly grabbing out her schedule, Mione noted that yes, on Tuesdays and Thursdays, she had an off-hour where DADA should have been. "Damn, why didn't I notice!"
"Well, this was to the fact where we didn't believe that there would be a teacher this year, well then Mr. Stone here owled me saying that he wanted the job." He indicated the man beside him. It took Mione no time to guess at that profile. "So may I introduce your new professor, Professor Stone."
Everyone clapped, but Mione gapped. And so did Tom and Hanna. Mione would bet that if Draco were here, he would irrespectively leave the hall.
Well, since Draco wasn't here, Mione decided it was her job to take over the task. She stood up, grabbed her stuff and left the hall.
Tom and Hanna followed her out.
The hall starred in awe. Had Hermione Granger, Hanna Abbott and Tom just left the hall, rudely? The three most perfect students in the school, the three teacher pets?
Over at Slythrin Table, Blaise thought for a second, on how Draco should have been the one to do that, but Draco wasn't there. Something was very wrong at Hogworts School of witchcraft and wizardry, but he couldn't place his finger on it.
Harry was thinking along those same lines.
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"THE NERVE!" Hermione shouted once they were a decent distance from the hall. "THE NERVE!!!!!"
"Umm. Mione? Could you perhaps explain why you just walked out?" Hanna looked back as if she really didn't want to follow her friend.
"Draco would have." Hermione stated honestly. "Plus, it wasn't just me you two walked out as well. With no incentive from me to do so, might I add."
"We were worried." Tom trying to get her to calm down decided that talking was best. "So, where was Draco." Changing the subject, "He definitely wasn't down there." He indicated the hall.
"Yeah, where was he." Hermione mused as they walked up to the head tower.
Tom looked at Hanna is to say 'lets not bug her about the teacher just yet.'
Hanna nodded in agreement.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Draco, at the time being was with Snape. Apparently acting like he did was a sign of insanity, so his fellow teammates notified Snape. And left it at that.
"So, Mr. Malfoy, you understand why you're here?"
"Slightly, care to brief me on the reason, just in case." Draco looked at his potions master, directly in the eye. Which all in itself was a death wish.
"Well, there is more then just one reason, Mr. Malfoy." Snape looked at him oddly. "You do realize you've been acting strange as of late?"
"A little, but I'm allowed to try different personalities aren't I?"
"Yes, well Mr. Malfoy, I'm afraid that now might not be such a good time to, umm try different personalities, how you put it. Which bring me to another reason why you're here." Snape lowered his voce. "Your father didn't show at the last meeting, care to tell me why?"
"No clue, though he could be trying new personalities as well, I hear that they have a sale." He shrugged as if this wasn't anything to worry about.
"Mr. Malfoy! I will not have your curt replies, this is quite serious!" Snape boomed while immediately taking a standing position.
Draco glared up at his professor, yet another death wish. "If you so badly want to know why he didn't show, your telling me why you want to know."
Snape looked down at his pupil in an odd way. That was a Gryffindor quality, courage, and unrelenting silence on a need to know secret. He softened then.
"I advise Mr. Malfoy, that you don't try that personality any more, or we'll need to change your house. As to the reason why I need to know, I need to be able to trust you to tell you. But I can tell you, that your father is brimming on the edge of disloyalty, the death eaters will be after him soon, if he doesn't attend the meeting tonight."
"How do I show you I can be trusted, so I know why you're concerned?"
"I will pick a few students, and we'll meet in the headmasters office in ten minutes." And Snape left.
Great, just great.
Speaking of great, Draco decided that he might as well eat before judgment time. So he headed down to the great hall.
Upon entering, he realized that a wand could likely drop and it wouldn't break the silence.
Walking over to Slythrin table he saw the dark faces looking just at their food, as if they were trying to work out a problem.
"What's wrong?" he asked Pansy as he took his normal seat.
"Oh you wouldn't believe it if I told you."
"Doesn't matter." Pansy looked up at him shocked.
"Ok then, well Dumbledore was introducing Professor Stone, and the mudblood, head boy and prefect from Hufflepuff, just stood up and walked out in the middle of it!"
"Perfect mudblood Granger?"
Pansy nodded. "Told you that you wouldn't believe it."
"Actually, I just might, and that's the weird thing." He mused as he looked up at the high table to see who this professor stone was.
"It can't be!" Draco exclaimed once he saw the new teacher.
"What is it?" Pansy looked at Draco along with the rest of the hall.
"Rick."
"Who?"
"Rick, the new teacher's name is Rick, Rick Stone. A mudblood."
"How do you know?"
"I met him this summer, No wonder Granger stormed out like that!"
"I'm confused Drakie." Pansy was scrunching up her little nose, as if she was about to cry.
"My father became slightly insane this past summer, so the doctors moved our family to a muggle town, as it happened we moved in right next to Granger. But since my dad was nuts we couldn't do anything about it. Well, Rick lives there was well, so I met him. Mudblood and Rick aren't necessarily on the best of terms." Draco explained quickly.
"Oh! I see."
"However I'm betting a million Galleons, That Granger didn't know that he was a wizard. Main reason, I just found out."
"So he hates Granger?" she asked hoping that she got it right.
"No, he is sort of obsessed with her. She hates him."
"Ah." And she went back to eating, never thinking on how odd the situation was.
Snape chose that time to walk up behind Malfoy.
"Mr. Malfoy, Follow me please." And Draco did just that.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
So what do you think? I know I'm getting a little side tracked, but this just sounded so neat to happen.
It'll be over soon, so don't worry your little heads, we'll get back to the Dora Ray situation soon enough.
Well, you know the procedure.
Read, then Review!!
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