I'm sorry it took so long to get this chapter out. My computer had given up
on me. But here is another chapter. It might be a bit of, though. I haven't
written anything in , lets say, two months. So if it feels of, you know
why. Oh, and my spellingchecker doesn't work, so their might be major
mistakes with the spelling. Sorry!
On with the fic!
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To forgive is divine. . .
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Draco was heading to the infirmary. He had waited long enough to hear what happened to Xander. He was really curious as how he had gotten in the infirmary. He hoped it wasn't because of him cutting his arm. He let out an angry breath. Xander had better not have done something foolish! Draco was very worried. . . although he would never admit that to anyone. He could take care of himself. It was just nice to have somebody that is willing to watch your back.
He arrived at the infirmarry and saw Xander sitting up in his bed, holding a discussion with Madam Pomfrey. Parts of the discussion reached his ears.
"But I'm fine! Besides, it's Saturday, I don't have classes! This means I have a calm day ahead!"
"You are not leaving the infirmary!"
"But Madam Pomfrey. . .!"
"Fine Mister Snape! But if I hear that you're not taking it easy, then I'll get your hide back in here!"
Draco approached Xander as Madam Pomfrey walked bristly away.
"Hey Xander, how are you doing?"
Xander turned his head and grinned. "Hey Draco! I'm fine."
"Ready to grab a bite?"
Xander just jumped from the bed and motioned to lead the way. They walked quietly for a few minutes. But then Draco just had to ask.
"What happened?"
"You know that my scar sometimes gives me visions from Voldemort?" As he saw Draco nod, he continued. "I had a vision last night. Voldemort knew father was a spy and nearly killed him. He bearly managed to apparate away in time. I ran to the headmaster, told him what I saw and went to get father. We brought him into the infirmary and. . .he almost died." Xander scraped his throat that had oddly constricted a bit. "I healed him somehow, but it left me drained. That's why I stayed in the infirmary."
Draco nodded thoughtfully. "Of course, that is why Dumbledore came over last night to tell me you were fine!"
Xander had a confused look on his face. "He came over? I guess he didn't want you to worry."
"Guess so."
They arrived at the Great Hall and quickly sat down to eat something.
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Hermione had a feeling that something bad was going to happen. She just couldn't discover what was going to happen, but it would be bad. She sighted and shook her head. It was probably nothing. She was just stressed out because of the situation between Xander and Ron. Something had to be done about it, she just didn't now what. She went down to the dormitory, where she saw Ron standing next to the open fire. She looked him in the eyes for a moment, but then she tore her eyes away. The more she thought about it, the more Ron seemed the one who was wrong. Xander had not betrayed them, not really. He had just moved on with his life. He had done what lay in his nature to do: forgive. He had forgiven Malfoy; no, Draco.
Hermione held her head up high and went to the door, but Ron blocked her path at the last moment.
"We have to talk, Hermione."
An angry look settled on her face. " We have to do nothing." She turned her back to him.
"You can't possibly still be angry at me?"
This caused Hermione to turn around. "Don't tell me what to do, Ronald Weasley! You have no right! You can still be angry, but I don't?"
"I never said that I was still angry with Xander!" Ron said, his face red.
"Then why haven't you even tried to talk to him? Why haven't you apologized yet?"
"Because I was not at fault!" Ron yelled. "He should be bloody apologizing to me!"
A look of disgust crossed Hermiones features. "Make no mistake, Ronald Weasley! You were the one who was at fault! You drew your conclusions to hasty!"
"And I was right!"
"You were not bloody right! You are too hot-tempered and too quick to judge! What kind of friend are you? ! You should trust your friends, not judge them on what you /think/ you know! 'Cause you know bloody nothing! You judgemental git!"
Ron was speechless. "Hermione, " He whispered, "You cursed!"
Hermione forced herself to calm down. "I can get angry too, you know."
Ron sighted. "I'm sorry, 'Mione. I know I have a temper, mum points it out often enough." He sighted again. "I really am not angry at Xander anymore. But I don't want to apologize to him in front of that bloody git Malfoy." He scowled.
"You have to, Ron. That way you'll show him that you'll respect his friendship with Malfoy, even if you don't like him."
"I guess. . . . Anyway, you would know, eh?"
Hermione smiles at this. Things were looking up to be better, but why did she still have this feeling that something was going to happen?
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Hermione and Ron arrived at the Great Hall. Hermione nudged Ron when she saw that Xander was also their. Ron reluctantly went over to the Slytherin table. He shoveled with his feet and looked to the ground, not knowing how to start apologizing.
"If it isn't the Weasel!" Draco sneered. Ron cast an angry look in his direction, but then looked back at the ground.
"Xander, I'm sorry about what I said. I know I was completely mistaken. You have a right to befriend whoever you want to befriend. I, ah, I guess I was a bit. . .mumblemumblemumble." Ron blushed.
"I didn't hear that last part." Xander said coldly.
Ron scraped his throat. "I was a bit jaelous and felt a bit left out. I'll understand if you can't forgive me. Because it was me who betrayed your trust."
Draco seemed to want to say something, but Xander nudged him. "It's okay, Ron. I'm glad that you realised that. I will still be angry at you for a while though, you hurt me bad. And you got to understand that /Draco/ is a friend now too."
"I know, I know. I just want us to be friends again. If that means that I have to accept Malfoy too, then I'll gladly do so. But that doesn't mean that I have to like him!" At this he scowled at Draco, who was looking smug. Xander laughed out loud seeing this.
"I forgive you Ron! I can see that your trying. And don't worry, you don't have to like Draco. Just keep the insulting at a minimum. This means you too, Draco!"
This caused Draco to first pout, and then sulk when he realised that pouting didn't seem scary and nasty enough. This merely caused Xander to laugh again.
"Well, if Malfoy can be polite, than so can I! I'll go back to Hermione and tell her that all is okay now."
Xander nodded and watched how Ron went back to Hermione. They held a short conversation which caused Hermione to smile brightly at the both of them.
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To forgive is divine. . .
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Draco was heading to the infirmary. He had waited long enough to hear what happened to Xander. He was really curious as how he had gotten in the infirmary. He hoped it wasn't because of him cutting his arm. He let out an angry breath. Xander had better not have done something foolish! Draco was very worried. . . although he would never admit that to anyone. He could take care of himself. It was just nice to have somebody that is willing to watch your back.
He arrived at the infirmarry and saw Xander sitting up in his bed, holding a discussion with Madam Pomfrey. Parts of the discussion reached his ears.
"But I'm fine! Besides, it's Saturday, I don't have classes! This means I have a calm day ahead!"
"You are not leaving the infirmary!"
"But Madam Pomfrey. . .!"
"Fine Mister Snape! But if I hear that you're not taking it easy, then I'll get your hide back in here!"
Draco approached Xander as Madam Pomfrey walked bristly away.
"Hey Xander, how are you doing?"
Xander turned his head and grinned. "Hey Draco! I'm fine."
"Ready to grab a bite?"
Xander just jumped from the bed and motioned to lead the way. They walked quietly for a few minutes. But then Draco just had to ask.
"What happened?"
"You know that my scar sometimes gives me visions from Voldemort?" As he saw Draco nod, he continued. "I had a vision last night. Voldemort knew father was a spy and nearly killed him. He bearly managed to apparate away in time. I ran to the headmaster, told him what I saw and went to get father. We brought him into the infirmary and. . .he almost died." Xander scraped his throat that had oddly constricted a bit. "I healed him somehow, but it left me drained. That's why I stayed in the infirmary."
Draco nodded thoughtfully. "Of course, that is why Dumbledore came over last night to tell me you were fine!"
Xander had a confused look on his face. "He came over? I guess he didn't want you to worry."
"Guess so."
They arrived at the Great Hall and quickly sat down to eat something.
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Hermione had a feeling that something bad was going to happen. She just couldn't discover what was going to happen, but it would be bad. She sighted and shook her head. It was probably nothing. She was just stressed out because of the situation between Xander and Ron. Something had to be done about it, she just didn't now what. She went down to the dormitory, where she saw Ron standing next to the open fire. She looked him in the eyes for a moment, but then she tore her eyes away. The more she thought about it, the more Ron seemed the one who was wrong. Xander had not betrayed them, not really. He had just moved on with his life. He had done what lay in his nature to do: forgive. He had forgiven Malfoy; no, Draco.
Hermione held her head up high and went to the door, but Ron blocked her path at the last moment.
"We have to talk, Hermione."
An angry look settled on her face. " We have to do nothing." She turned her back to him.
"You can't possibly still be angry at me?"
This caused Hermione to turn around. "Don't tell me what to do, Ronald Weasley! You have no right! You can still be angry, but I don't?"
"I never said that I was still angry with Xander!" Ron said, his face red.
"Then why haven't you even tried to talk to him? Why haven't you apologized yet?"
"Because I was not at fault!" Ron yelled. "He should be bloody apologizing to me!"
A look of disgust crossed Hermiones features. "Make no mistake, Ronald Weasley! You were the one who was at fault! You drew your conclusions to hasty!"
"And I was right!"
"You were not bloody right! You are too hot-tempered and too quick to judge! What kind of friend are you? ! You should trust your friends, not judge them on what you /think/ you know! 'Cause you know bloody nothing! You judgemental git!"
Ron was speechless. "Hermione, " He whispered, "You cursed!"
Hermione forced herself to calm down. "I can get angry too, you know."
Ron sighted. "I'm sorry, 'Mione. I know I have a temper, mum points it out often enough." He sighted again. "I really am not angry at Xander anymore. But I don't want to apologize to him in front of that bloody git Malfoy." He scowled.
"You have to, Ron. That way you'll show him that you'll respect his friendship with Malfoy, even if you don't like him."
"I guess. . . . Anyway, you would know, eh?"
Hermione smiles at this. Things were looking up to be better, but why did she still have this feeling that something was going to happen?
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Hermione and Ron arrived at the Great Hall. Hermione nudged Ron when she saw that Xander was also their. Ron reluctantly went over to the Slytherin table. He shoveled with his feet and looked to the ground, not knowing how to start apologizing.
"If it isn't the Weasel!" Draco sneered. Ron cast an angry look in his direction, but then looked back at the ground.
"Xander, I'm sorry about what I said. I know I was completely mistaken. You have a right to befriend whoever you want to befriend. I, ah, I guess I was a bit. . .mumblemumblemumble." Ron blushed.
"I didn't hear that last part." Xander said coldly.
Ron scraped his throat. "I was a bit jaelous and felt a bit left out. I'll understand if you can't forgive me. Because it was me who betrayed your trust."
Draco seemed to want to say something, but Xander nudged him. "It's okay, Ron. I'm glad that you realised that. I will still be angry at you for a while though, you hurt me bad. And you got to understand that /Draco/ is a friend now too."
"I know, I know. I just want us to be friends again. If that means that I have to accept Malfoy too, then I'll gladly do so. But that doesn't mean that I have to like him!" At this he scowled at Draco, who was looking smug. Xander laughed out loud seeing this.
"I forgive you Ron! I can see that your trying. And don't worry, you don't have to like Draco. Just keep the insulting at a minimum. This means you too, Draco!"
This caused Draco to first pout, and then sulk when he realised that pouting didn't seem scary and nasty enough. This merely caused Xander to laugh again.
"Well, if Malfoy can be polite, than so can I! I'll go back to Hermione and tell her that all is okay now."
Xander nodded and watched how Ron went back to Hermione. They held a short conversation which caused Hermione to smile brightly at the both of them.
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