Happy New Year to all of you! I am in self-quarantine for right now I imagine you are as well but I have written something for you as I am in my spring break! And don't worry I am working on the 8th chapter as well and working on other stories as well. I hope you enjoy!


Chapter 7: Apologies and Explosions

Five Durmstrang students, three Beauxbaton, and three Hogwarts students had gotten sick after the Yule Ball. I could chalk it up to food poisoning but they all check for a potion or spells of some kind I can't figure out. I've never seen this before. I should tell Professor Dumbledore about this maybe the other teachers know what happened.

Madam Pomfrey made her way down the aisle of hospital beds to the door thinking all of them were asleep by this time when she finally got them under control with their illnesses, one ginger-haired boy watched as she left triumph filled his soul but the most happiness he can never feel. One more strike against Harry!

Once hearing news of the ill students, Professor Dumbledore called in all the teachers that were over the Yule Ball last night.

"I have called all of you to inform you we have 11 students that have come out of the Yule Ball sick and Madam Pomfrey has told me it might have been a spell or potion that's causing their illnesses. I just called to see if you have seen anything?"

"Non, I have not seen anything," The Headmistress of Beauxbatons Madam Maxine replied with her thick French accent.

"Me neither," the Headmaster of Durmstrang Igor Karkaroff said.

"I haven't seen anything either," Professor Snape said. "But do we know if it was a potion or spell to cause students to get sick?"

"We don't know just yet. Minerva, have you seen anything?"

Professor McGonagall thought of Draco Malfoy and his friends. Maybe they were playing a prank on all the other students when she stopped them from harassing the house-elf over the punch bowl.

"I caught Mr. Malfoy and his friends by the punch bowl but I also put a barrier around the punch bowl area so nothing else would happen around there." Professor McGonagall answered.

"I remember taking Mr. Malfoy to the hospital wing because of food poisoning last night." Professor Snape pointed out. "Is he one of the 11 students who was potioned?"

"I'm afraid so," Professor Dumbledore replied.

"Other than Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter, that's the only other students I found around the punch bowl." Professor McGonagall said.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Weasley is in the hospital wing as well I'm afraid."

"Poor boys hope they get better and I hope nothing was ill-willed against those two." Professor McGonagall sympathized.

"Professor Dumbledore, can I suggest something?" Professor Snape said and the Headmaster of Hogwarts agreed. "Ever since that incident a couple of weeks back with Mr. Potter, I think he would plan something like this."

"I don't think Mr. Potter had the ill-will to hurt Mr. Weasley those weeks ago and I don't think he would do it now." Professor McGonagall said putting her foot down at the start of this before it could get out of hand.

"Professor McGonagall you know that he would, he put his name into the Goblet of Fire and is always hanging out with the Weasleys. Don't you think the twin Weasleys would plant something like this with Mr. Potter after that incident? His father used to play pranks all the time while he was here. F-."

"No! Mr. Potter wanted neither his name popping out of the Goblet of Fire or even hurting his best friend those weeks ago. I don't think he would do such a thing."

"If Professor Snape is correct, he could have been testing out this potion on Mr. Weasley," The Headmaster Karkaroff suggested.

"No, Mr. Potter couldn't have done this he's not like his father, Professor Snape." Professor McGonagall said. "Also the twins wouldn't do this. They play pranks around the school but nothing to this extreme."

"But he could be more like his father with the accident with Mr. Weasley weeks ago and the events of last night. As the saying goes; like father like son."

"No, Professor Snape Mr. Potter is not like him he doesn't go around pranking people for fun.—"

"Silence!" Professor Dumbledore shouted over the other professors. "Now, I think we should ask all the students were around the punch bowl during that time. Mr. Potter can be the first since he is the only one not in the hospital wing, we'll ask but we won't accuse."


After leaving Professor Sprout's Herbology class, Harry couldn't stop his overthinking of last night's events as he headed his way to Professor Dumbledore's office. I hope Ron's okay this is the second time he has been in the hospital wing in the past month. Merlin, I hope he can forgive me for the accident. And Hermione! I-I just can't stop messing things up. Harry sighed as he arrived at Professor Dumbledore's office and said the password to the gargoyle that stood in front. He knocked on the door and was called in by the Headmaster.

Once in the office, Harry saw that this meeting that Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall would join this meeting that he was called in for. Professor Snape had a scowl on his face like he always had but both Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were delighted to see him.

"Uh, Professor Dumbledore, you called for me?" Harry said.

"Mr. Potter, we just want to ask you about the punch bowl last night," Professor Dumbledore said.

"Uh, what do you mean?" Harry was confused about what this meant.

"This morning we have learned that 11 students have been sent to the hospital wing last night-" Professor Snape said in a matter of fact way.

"And we wanted to know if you saw anything happen around the punch bowl?" Professor McGonagall jumped in before Professor Snape said anything accusatory.

"Just Malfoy and his friends harassing the house-elf but you stopped them and put a barrier around the area," Harry said.

"Mr. Potter, do you understand that we know all about your last exploit in my potions class?" Professor Snape responded.

"Y-yes, but that was an accident. I didn't mean for it to happen." Harry defended.

"Mr. Potter as far as we know that accident could have been helpful in this incident."

Harry did not understand why Professor Snape was blaming him for last night's mishap when he didn't fully understand what happen last night. Yes, he can blame him for the accident with Ron, it was his mistake, but he had nothing to do with the events of last night. He wasn't planning anything nor could he ever imagine doing anything to harm others. But Professor Snape was adamant in his persistence that Harry had something to do with making all of those students sick last night.

"Severus, stop this right now!" Professor McGonagall protested. "Mr. Potter said he did nothing. He made one mistake! You can't blame him for everything!"

"We'll test out the potion later and see if Mr. Potter is wrong-" Professor Snape said with Professor Dumbledore speaking over the two professors with a booming tone of voice. "Severus! Minerva!"

The two Professors and Harry all jumped out of their skin as their attention went to Professor Dumbledore. Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat as he took over the floor to speak. "He said it was a mistake. We'll take his word for it and entrust him in that it's the truth."

Professor Snape snarled in disgust as Professor McGonagall smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Severus we can test the students that are in the hospital wing right now but for all we know my spell for the barrier could have fallen into the mixture as well" Professor McGonagall said. "Mr. Weasley is in the hospital as well I'll go down myself and ask him and the others that were affected if they saw anything. If nothing comes of it, we'll say that it was my barrier."

Harry watched on as Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore defended him and was thankful to them in that he was not pinned for this offense.

"Thank you, Minerva," Professor Dumbledore said. "And thank you, my boy, you have been helpful and also thank you for your time."

"You're welcome professor," Harry said as he made his way to the door.

Around lunchtime at 12 p.m.

Maybe I should go ahead and meet up with Ron in the hospital wing to see how he's doing. Then maybe I should find Hermione afterward maybe I can catch her in the library. Harry closed eyes and gave a long sigh at the thought of Hermione. This happened to be the first fight they've ever had since the whole broomstick incident back in their third year. Even though they were better than ever after the whole thing ended, he didn't like fighting with Hermione. Hermione was his best friend he hated fighting with her especially now when he was the one who caused the fight in the first place. He was foolish he knew that but the silent treatment and the eagerness in him to apologize to her drained his heart.
Damn I hope she can forgive me she must have had a great time without me at the Yule Ball and I go and ruin it. One way or another I have inadvertently or physically hurt my friends. Why in the hell do I keep on doing these things? I'm going to find Hermione later and just apologize no matter what she says.


Hermione Granger: the woman with two men around her finger by Rita Skeeter

Harry Potter, our beloved boy who lived and the Triwizard Tournament champion and Viktor Krum the hottest and the most sought-after quidditch player and fellow Triwizard Tournament champion both have their eyes set on one girl in particular and that girl's name is Hermione Granger. In my last article, I found out that Harry Potter fancied a girl from his class by the name of Hermione Granger. Well, I have found through my sources that Hermione Granger was Viktor Krum's date to the Yule Ball last night. She wore a Periwinkle blue dress and wowed everyone in the room as she entered. Viktor Krum was very dashing in his red dress robes ready to greet her but it seemed to my source that Harry Potter was not too enthused about the two. Was this a ploy to get Harry Potter jealous? Or was it all a ruse to throw us off for Hermione's true love? With the two most sought out after men in the wizarding world at the feet of this young girl, we must say don't break the hearts of these two, harlot. We love them too much.

After reading the headline Hermione glanced above her newspaper to see several students looking away quickly as they could just so she won't catch them. This was another blow to her heart from last night's events. She was already having a hard night as it was and now, she woke up to a newspaper headline talking about her in the most terrible way. She wasn't pulling Harry or Viktor along she just wanted to have fun last night. She felt like a little girl again back when she never knew about Hogwarts or the Wizarding World in general. The Bookworm Who Sat by herself during break time and also was the one who was teased for it.

When she heard the bell ring all she wanted to do was run away and crying peace. It was the same feeling she had throughout her body when Ron talked behind her back in her first year. Dread!

As she found her way to the empty restrooms with tears filling up her eyes, she found herself being pulled away and dragged by her arm from there to a corner of the hallway out of sight from onlooking students.

"Her-Own-Ninny," Hermione looked up to see Viktor Krum standing over her with his tall stature and worry in his eyes. "I'm sorry vhat they say in the nevspaper. You don't deserve that. You're not vhat they say."

"Thank you, Viktor," Hermione replied with tears falling out of her eyes. "It's just I just wanted to have fun last night but so many things went wrong."

"I heard you and your friend got into an argument," Viktor said.

"Yeah, I didn't know they could be so hurtful sometimes."

"Vould you like to tell me about it?"

"I'll give you a little bit because I don't want to relive all of it. Ron started talking about how I went with you in the first place and then Harry came and said why couldn't I go-" Hermione choked on her words as she gasped for air. "W-w-with him… Everything is just a… confusing mess… I'm sorry."

"It's okay you don't need to be sorry. I hope that you don't forget about this night entirely. I had fun last night I hope you did in the moments vith me."

Hermione looked up at Viktor who's kind eyes gave her a glimmer of hope. She tearfully smiled at Viktor. Viktor was becoming a good friend to her even though her name was not glamorous or relaxing as she wanted, she was glad she went with Viktor.

"I-I thank you for making my night fun."

"You know Her-Own-Ninny I never gave you a good night's kiss."

"Sorry I don't think that I would have been ready for that," Hermione said as she looked to the ground.

"Yeah… but in the future... maybe?"

"I'll think about it." She replied even though in her mind Viktor was nothing but a friend at this point.

Viktor shook his head and gave a small wave as he left her standing there.

"I thought that you would want to go with me than Viktor. I'm a champion too." Harry's words echoed in Hermione's head. Why did he say that? Why does he think that I'm seeking I don't care if you are a champion, Harry. I only cared about your happiness.


In the Hospital Wing

"Mr. Weasley," Professor McGonagall said as she rushed over to Ron's bedside. Harry was already there with Ron when Professor McGonagall arrived in the hospital wing twenty minutes after the meeting with Harry. "How are you doing?"

"I'm doing fine," Ron replied. "Madame Pomfrey gave me some potion to keep the food in my stomach."

"Good," Professor McGonagall said. "The reason why I'm here is to ask if you have seen anything last night at the Yule Ball?"

Ron's eyes went to Harry who didn't return his look but looked at Professor McGonagall who waited for an answer. I wonder if she has talked to Harry yet. "What do you mean?" Ron replied.

"We have discovered through Madame Pomfrey's treatment over all of you that return from the Yule Ball last night sick that was caused by a potion or spell of some kind. I want to know if you have seen anything suspicious?"

Ron could have ratted on Harry right then and there but he knew he couldn't have his name anywhere around the framing of Harry. He was a friend, a passerby that didn't know anything. No strings attached to anything. Also, if he did Harry would speak up on the accusation on the spot. "N-no, just Draco and his goons pestering the house elf," Ron said holding back his tongue.

"Thank you," Professor McGonagall sighed. "Mr. Weasley hope you get well soon."

Ron nodded as Professor McGonagall moves away from his hospital bed to Neville's.

"So," Harry said. "When do you think you'll be out?"

"Soon I hope," Ron said, "Hey, did Professor McGonagall ask you the same thing?"

"Yeah, but that was earlier before I came to see you."

"Blimey," Ron replied holding back his disappointment and letting the surprise in his voice known. I hope they suspect it was you that did this.

"Mr. Weasley, I have some good news!" Madame Pomfrey said running over. "Since you are the only one that seems to be getting better faster, I've found a potion that will expel the potion or spell that is in you."

Ron gained a worried look on his face he knew from past experience with his mother. That the vial that Madam Pomfrey was holding in her hand was a potion that would make him vomit everything in one go. His mum used to brew this potion when any of her children were sick with a stomach ache. It was well known throughout the Weasley family that the potion was just rat's shit in disguise.

"Uh, how long will I be in the loo?" Ron gulped hard.

"Not long at all, Mr. Weasley." Madame Pomfrey waved in no big deal. "It's just for five minutes. When you go into the restroom, I want you to take this cup with you. this potion will make you spit out whatever it is that is troubling you and I want you to catch it in this cup. I need to analyze the potion to see if there was any foul play."

Ron's heart wanted to jump ten feet of his body. This is perfect everything was going to plan another strike against Harry. I hope our next plan can be soon this is becoming exciting!

"If you can follow me Mr. Weasley so we can get you out of here in no time," Madam Pomfrey said as she helped Ron out of the hospital bed. "Mr. Potter you can wait here it won't take us long to be back."

Harry waited as they made their way to the restroom. Five minutes later, they were back again and Ron was completely fine except for his cast on his arm and the bitter taste in his mouth. The two Gryffindor Boys made their way back to Gryffindor Tower. As they entered through the portrait hole, Harry spotted Hermione sitting by the Gryffindor fireplace in her favorite chair reading her favorite book: Hogwarts A History.

"Hey, I think we should at least apologize to her," Harry nudged. "We did make her night miserable."

I wish you stop being the hero Harry. Hermione doesn't need our help!

Ron nodded in agreeance and let Harry take the lead in approaching Hermione. Ron held his distance apart from Harry as they approached.

"Hey... Hermione," Harry hesitated nervously to see what her reaction would be. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

Hermione rolled her eyes it hadn't been 24 hours since the Yule Ball and she wasn't in the forgiving mood right now. She looked over to see several of the younger Gryffindor girls turn their backs and talk in hushed tones. Hermione knew the subject of their conversation right away when Harry approached her. Besides all that Hermione also knew that she didn't have many friends in Hogwarts and she knew Harry and Ron were just being boys even though their emotions were terrible beyond belief. She knew she had to be the mature one of the three so she swallowed her pride and nodded for Harry to proceed with his apology.

"Hermione, I'm sorry for what I said at the Yule Ball last night I don't know where it came from. I didn't mean for you to have a bad night because of me. I hope you can forgive me. Viktor Krum seems like a nice guy and deserved to take you to the Yule Ball. I hope you can forgive me and talk to me again... when you're ready."

Hermione turned away from Harry back to the fireplace. She took a deep inhale and exhales before turning back to face Harry and Ron. "Harry," Hermione started closing her book. "If you wanted to go with me to the Yule Ball last night you could've asked."

"N-n-no," Harry said. "You wanted to go with Viktor Krum and if you want to go with him that's fine. And you know how much I wanted to go with Cho too. So I shouldn't have said that at all to you in the first place."

Hermione winced at the name of Cho. She still couldn't believe that Cho had a fading crush around Harry and was willing to string him along because she wasn't brave enough to say 'I don't have a crush on you anymore.'

As for Ron, he was the one that was rolling his eyes the entire time. Why is she lying? She is toying with the both of you and Viktor. Ugh! I can't stand anymore! Ron back away slowly to the Boy's dormitory with notice as Harry and Hermione continued their conversation.

"Harry…" Hermione sighed. "All I wanted to do last night was have fun. You didn't talk to me the whole night until the end and Ron just wanted to argue with me the whole night. Ron and you weren't having fun so were you two just jealous of me?"

"N-no," Harry lied.

Hermione gave a puzzled look in her eyes. Harry saw how confused the situation got and wanted to save it even though his heart didn't understand what nor why he said what he said last night. It was an out of body experience and couldn't control what he was saying…

Harry sighed. "I'm sorry Hermione for treating you like that. You wanted to have fun and I destroyed that. I'm sorry."

Harry bowed his head to her as he was genuinely sorry for his actions last night. Hermione gave herself a moment to think. Ron and Harry are immature but at least Harry has some confidence to say sorry.

"Harry, I forgive you," Hermione exhaled wiping her eye of the forming tears. "And thank you for your apology."

Harry raised his head to meet her eyes and saw she was genuine. "Thank you, Hermione. Oh, Ron would like to apologize too if you will?" Harry turned back to see Ron standing there behind him but he was nowhere to be found. He looked back to Hermione as she shrugged.

"Can you give me a second? I know Ron is willing to say sorry as well."

"S-sure."

Harry searched The Gryffindor common room for Ron but couldn't find him, so he ran up the stairs to the fourth-year boys dormitory, and found Ron taking out his pajamas to get ready for bed.

"What are you doing up here?" Harry asked.

"Oh, I thought the conversation was about you two so I left."

"What do you mean we both made Hermione's night terrible so we both have to apologize to her."

"What am I apologizing for?"

"Ron all you have done last night was argue with her you should apologize to her."

"Well I was making good points in my argument and I think you should take a page out of my book and see what she is doing this for."

"Ron, you don't mean that. We are friends with a strong friendship just go down and apologize to Hermione." Harry said almost choking on his words. He couldn't understand why Ron was thinking this way.

"Just why can't you see right through her like I can?" Ron said under his breath.

"Ron," Harry sighed not hearing a word of Ron's reply. He hated fighting with his friends and he could not fathom the idea that Ron and Hermione couldn't makeup after this. They were a trio and Harry liked to keep it that way. "She has been friends with us since our first year we can't stop being her friend because of something so small."

Why do you defend her so much Harry? We both know she's in this to make her status higher. Being friends with a pureblood and a half-blood, how can you not see that? She is manipulating you!

Ron swallowed his pride, there is no way of getting out of apologizing to Hermione without antagonizing Harry so this was the only way to keep Harry. "Blimey, Harry. Okay, I will."

A few minutes later, Ron found himself going down the stairs to the common room once more and found Hermione still in the same spot on the couch where Harry and Ron found her previously. Clearing his throat, Ron made himself known to Hermione as she has gone back to reading her book. Hermione turned around to the sound and gave a small smile as her eyes landed on the redhead.

"Hey," Hermione said.

"Hey," Ron replied. "I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry about last night."

Hermione's mouth gaped for a moment before she closed it again and nodded knowingly. As she learned over the years in a friendship that Harry was the more mature out of two of them. It was not saying much because they both were stupid in their emotions. So this is the only reason she says…

"Thank you." In Hermione's eyes, this was a good step forward. Even though Ron was thinking otherwise.

I'm still watching you, Hermione! You have Harry and Viktor Krum around your finger just like the tabloids say but I know that you're toying with him and once he realizes that he will drop you!

"Well, Professor Dumbledore, I have interviewed everyone that was affected by the punch bowl last night and found nothing more than what Mr. Potter said to us earlier."

"Did Madame Pomfrey find out anything about what contaminated the punch bowl last night?" Professor Snape said.

"She took a sample from Mr. Weasley this afternoon but that's all she could find was my barrier spell so we have to assume that my spell seeped into the punch bowl and made the students sick."

"What?!" Professor Snape sneered. "How can we not investigate more into this? I want to test this punch bowl myself. I've worked with the most complex potions in the wizarding world I can-!"

"Madame Pomfrey already has thrown it out and all the students that were affected were sent on their way when she gave them the potion to get the other out."

"Severus, we should let it go," Professor Dumbledore said. "I think it is comfortable to say Professor McGonagall's barrier spell fell in the punch bowl and since the students are now better within twenty-four hours, we can say that this was an accident. Wasn't it Severus?"

"But Albus-" Professor Snape protested.

"Let it go," Professor Dumbledore stopped him. It was a good thing to not blame any of the students for this because it was small and not worth the time for a student to sit in detention. Professor Dumbledore and McGonagall knew it was a mistake for Professor Snape to accuse Harry like this. Something accidental went wrong here and there was no need to go and blame.

Professor McGonagall sighed, "I'll go and start writing apology letters to all the students that were affected and sent to the hospital wing. I'll send them out first thing in the morning."

"Thank you, Minerva," Professor Dumbledore said. Professor Snape slumped back into one of the office chairs around the headmaster's desk in a scowl as she left the office. He knew Harry was behind this but knew if he said something else about the matter it would be shot down. For now, he would not press the issue until everyone was on his side.


The next morning Ron gets a letter from an unknown owl. Thinking it's from Lucius to congratulate him on the success of the task and when the next meeting will be held, he quickly hid the letter so no one would notice he had gotten anything. He slips out of sight into a mostly quiet boy's bathroom. He opens the letter and his face fell on the first few formal words of the letter.

"Dear Mr. Ronald Billius Weasely,

As you know on the night of the Yule Ball Mr. Draco Malfoy and his friends were over by the punch bowl taunting our beloved house elf. I went over to assess the situation but when I left I conjured a spell to protect our house self so it won't happen again but as a consequence, to my spell, you were exposed to a potion that made you sick. I sincerely apologize in my efforts to protect the house-elf I caused a damaging potion that ultimately caused you terrible pain. As a sentiment of my regret, I would like to say I'm sorry for the misfortune and I'm giving you and Mr. Potter 5 Points each to Gryffindor House for your cooperation and honesty.

Thank you,

Professor Minerva McGonagall."

Ron could feel the blood within him boil. He couldn't believe it Harry wasn't to blame for the accident. Harry is still walking free from this. No slander against his reputation! No hate going to him! This couldn't be!

Ron made a low growl as he exhaled. Bullshite! Why didn't the professors take note of Harry's last accident? That was grounds to get Harry at least a top suspect! Why the hell do they love Harry so much?! There was no way that this was it! They had to counter this one way or another!

Ron punched the bathroom sink with a loud thud when the door to the bathroom creaked open. Ron recomposed himself to make himself normal.

"Hey, Weasley!" Ron looked back to see it was Draco who had come into the restroom with a face of annoyance and anger. Ron relaxed his demeanor as Draco took out of his pocket a letter. A letter, from what Ron assumed, from Draco's father. Both boys knew that this wouldn't be good but Draco knew better out of the two in what his father could be capable of. Yes, getting hit in the back with a cane is painful but it was only bread crumbs to what he could really do. It was just a matter of time he would show his true colors to Ron. Draco handed the letter to Ron as he took out his wand to put a silencing charm up and doubled the lock on the door with another charm.

"Open it, Weasley!" Draco scoffed. Ron swiped the letter from Draco's hand and opened the letter only to find a single red-coated paper. The only words on it read "Hold this on each side with one hand."

"What the hell is this?" Ron said as his other free hand touched the one side for it to only burn the other hand. "Ow!"

"I think I have to hold the other side," Draco did so but once he did so the letters on the paper started to tremble. Forming into one word that reads "FAILURE!" Then the word began to drip onto the floor and onto their hands like black ink. Just as they were about to take their hands off the paper to shake off the liquid, the liquid tightens its grip around their wrist like wire to the letter; binding them.

The liquid that fell on the floor scattered and clung to the cracks in the floor as they traveled to the sink. It climbed up the pipe to the mirror where they materialized into more words. As the words formed on the mirror, they could hear a voice dooming over them as it began to read the words.

"I have never been so sick to my stomach in my life!" Draco knew this voice like the back of his hand. The sound of his father will never escape him no matter what. "This is beyond disappointment! I have no words to say for this embarrassment! You two will have to deal with this yourselves. You two disgust me! But since this is one fuck up I'm going to continue working with you. Even though it disgusts me! Since this is a fuck up and not a success I want the both of you to avoid anymore disruptions within Hogwarts until I authorize it. This is a second chance to regain my faith in you fuck up one more time this deal is off!"

The room went eerie silent soon after but the two boys were still in cuffs as their eyes confusingly looked at each other and then back to the mirror's words. The liquid that once collectively made the word "FAILURE!" transformed into a sentence that reads "I will abide by the rules that were placed in this letter by signing the underneath." and there were two lines for the two of them to sign.

"How in the bloody hell are supposed to sign?" Ron said as Draco looked down at the cuffs around their wrist which had formed into a quill pen for the both of them.

"Come on, let's just finish this!" Draco went over to the mirror and began to write his name on the line in golden ink. After he was finished Ron signed the next line. Finally, after the signing, the sentence and their signatures faded out of existence and everything that made the letter dark disappeared from the room.


Shite! Shite! Shite! Father, I have had enough of your control over me! No matter what you say I'll do the things I want to do! Yes, you wanted me and Pansy to go to the Yule Ball together you got it! Great! But it's time for me to do something that is in my control! You aren't happy about our failure in our last plan but it's time for me to congratulate myself! And guess what, Father? You will never know about it! Not. A. Word!

Draco was in the library with his friends Crabbe and Goyle writing with fervor his transfiguration homework. Every time Crabbe or Goyle looked over, even out of curiosity to him, Draco would give them a menacing look so they wouldn't dare test him.

Ever since he caught the Weasley girl talking to Victor Krum at the Yule Ball he's been scheming. But unlike his plan to include Ron Weasley into his plan in getting Potter expelled, he had to make this plan in secret. Telling his father everything that came to his mind ended with him not gaining him anything but beatings with his father's cane. So, this plan was under his control and no one else's, it was perfect, just perfect. But the only thing about the plan that he knew from the start was it wasn't going to be easy since the Weasley girl was a bit feisty.

Tip-tap, Tip-tap!

Draco heard someone coming toward his way. He looked up to see who would be joining them in the library. At first, he saw a third year blonde Ravenclaw talking with another girl. Draco rolled his eyes and quietly turned the page in his transfiguration textbook. When he looked up again, he saw the other girl clear as day. His target. His objective. Ginny Weasley.

The two third-year girls walked by and disappeared behind a nearby bookshelf, in their own world not watching or paying attention to anything in the library. It was time to make his move. He got up, leaving his two friends, who didn't look up, to follow Ginny. A few bookshelves over he found her and the blonde Ravenclaw sitting around a study table in the middle of the library. He stood by a bookshelf within earshot on them posing to be browsing the books as he listened in to their conversation.

"How was the Yule Ball?" her friend asked in a dreamy voice. "The nargles have mysteriously disappeared around your head."

"It's complicated," Ginny sighed. "I had fun but I wanted something more."

All Draco could do at this moment was snicker at the foolish way Ginny was explaining this dark twisted secret she had.

"I just don't want to talk about it," Ginny continued. "It's giving me a headache just thinking about it."

This was his cue.

"Oh, I think I know what you don't want to talk about, Weasley," he said as he pulled out a chair at their table voluntarily joining their conversation. "If you would let me, I can tell your friend all about it. It's a very interesting story I think your friend would enjoy it."

Ginny gave a dirty look at the blond Slytherin as the dirty blonde Ravenclaw looked curiously.

"What is your name?" Draco asked the Ravenclaw with a growing smirk holding his hand in greetings.

"Luna-" She said before Ginny cut her off.

"It's none of your business, Malfoy," Ginny said slapping Draco's hand away. "Plus you're making false claims. You know nothing."

"Oh, do I now?" he replied. "I haven't even started telling my story to your friend Luna yet."

"It's because you have no story to tell it's just lies," Ginny said.

"Lies? Why would I ever do such a thing?" He was offended.

"I don't care what story you have you might as well drop it! It's nothing!" Ginny stated as she got up putting her back over her shoulder and leading Luna to do the same. "Come on Luna let's go."

"Okay, then but I say secrets can't be secrets for long," Draco said as Ginny scoffed leaving Draco alone at the table as they left the library without another word to the Slytherin. His icy grey eyes glared at them having his first steps in his plan complete.

"Do you know what he was talking about, Ginny?" Luna asked.

"No," Ginny replied. "He's just being a twat like he always been."He knows nothing he just being a complete arse. Maybe I'll punch him in the face one day just so he can back off!


Note that I am writing this to the best of my abilities. I had several alphas to read this and all of them have fallen through one way or another I don't blame them this story will get a very intense and very unfortunate I guess. So with that said I want to tell you now from now on I will not have an alpha or a beta for the story. It's been a headache and a half just to find someone that was like the story or like to see this through. So for you as readers, if you see any inconsistencies as I go or grammar errors or something that confuses you, you can go ahead and tell me. You are fine.

I have dyslexia I try my best to edit this but if there is still confusion in my wording or anything tell me it's fine I'll go back and edit the thing out. Just have patience with me and I hope you understand and enjoy the ride as I tell it.

Thank you,

Nicoleheart19