Chapter Twenty-Two - Loyalties
Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership to Harry Potter, just to my plot.
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Draco walked in silence beside his head of house was they approached a stone gargoyle that he knew to be the entrance to the headmasters office.
This was completely pointless. Draco knew precisely why Snape was worried, he read it in Mione's book, around the fourteenth chapter, somewhere in the middle. But no, his honor demanded an answer from Snape.
It demanded that Snape give him his secret, willingly.
'Idiot!' he kept cursing himself as they walked up to the door, and as Snape turned the Handle. Never in his life, had Draco Malfoy ever done something useless, just for prides sake. Well, amend that, as of late, he didn't.
Breathing out a sigh, Draco followed the bravest man he had ever laid eyes on into the headmaster's office.
"You say you wish to prove that I can trust you with my reasons?"
Draco looked up, he never though of it like that. He was gaining Snape's trust in this act. Draco looked him in the eye, and nodded.
"Well then, you heard him Albus."
"Actually, Severus, I 'saw' him, big difference considering that he didn't a say word." Snape glared at him. "Yes, well I guess that point was still made hum? Then would you mind leaving, Severus, I still have something to discuss with Mr. Malfoy. And I believe that you have something to do as well?" his eyes twinkled.
Snape nodded, bowed and left the room just as quickly.
"Professor Snape came and told me something incredibly odd, Mr. Malfoy, care to guess at it?"
"That I've lost my mind?" Draco mused, thinking on how he might have.
Dumbledore chuckled. "No, though I dare say, a great deal of the school muses as much." He sat down, and gestured that Draco do the same. He did.
"I dare say Mr. Malfoy, that I have seen some changes in you, as well as most of the seventh years. But with you, they are somewhat, more drastic. I thought at first that it was the change that happens among the students at your age, but then things progressed into an odd situation. Your father." Dumbledore Smiled.
"What about my father, Professor?" Draco said acting as dumb to what was going on, as he should.
"Now Mr. Malfoy, I'm not dumb, nor insane, as to popular belief, but I believe that your father was dubbed so by the officials at St. Mungo's I trust."
Draco nodded. "I was dueling with him, and knocked him out."
"Well, my sources say that Voldemort cured him of this right?"
"Right, umm professor?"
Dumbledore laughed. "Oh silly me, I'm sorry, for a second there, I thought that you were, oh never mind, Well you see Mr. Malfoy, your father seems to have gone back to his, umm, other self."
"I am aware."
Dumbledore looked at Draco oddly, as if trying to read his actions, trying to figure out what was a miss. "And," he paused looking for the right words to say "You find nothing, strange about this?" Dumbledore was for once in his life, completely befuddled, by something that should make perfect sense.
"Nope. My father is better off this way, even if his life is in jeopardy." Draco said seriously. "Now, professor, explain to me something. What is going on here?"
"Snape should be here in a moment."
And with that the door opened and in walked Professor Snape, with Professor McGonagall, and Hermione.
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Hermione flopped onto her chair up in the Head Tower. Tom and Hanna Proceeded to sit.
"So, Mione, are we going back?" Hanna kept looking behind herself, as if she just committed murder, not just the innocent though rude act of leaving a room.
"Nope I'm not seeing that man until Tuesday, before dinner, when I happen to have to attend his class."
"But what is wrong with him, come on Mione, you made friends with Malfoy before he turned decent, surly this guy can't be worse?" Tom looked hopeful
"I know what your saying Tom, but to me, he is worse, you'll see."
Snape chose that time to walk in. "Ms. Granger, please come with me." And he turned. Mione glanced at Hanna and Tom, they gave her a thumbs up.
Mione followed Snape down the hall to the Head masters Suite. Snape wasn't even there when she walked out, and why would she get in trouble for just walking out of a room? It was rude, she had to admit, but it definitely wasn't punishable. As head girl, and a prefect for two years, she knew this as a fact.
But then, what was she doing?
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Draco was honestly surprised to see Mione; well, surprised was a bit of an understatement.
"Umm, Professor, why is Granger here?"
"I would like to know why I'm here was well." Hermione crossed her arms and faced Snape.
"The reason Ms. Granger is here is because of you Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore stated,
Bother of them looked at each other, then at Dumbledore like he was nuts.
"Umm Professor?" Mione stepped up to his desk "I need a better explanation; I'm still in the dark."
"Do you, Hermione Granger, trust Mr. Malfoy with your life?" Dumbledore looked rather serious at this, and made Hermione step back with shock.
"What?"
Dumbledore sighed.
"Ms. Granger," Snape stepped forward. "If you were in a life or death situation, would you trust Mr. Malfoy to get you out safely?"
she knew the answer, yes she would trust him, but the question was asked in such a way that it demanded trust to Snape.
"I really don't know." She mused. Snape raised an eyebrow. Dumbledore glanced at Hermione in a reassuring way.
Draco knew what was going on. But for this to really work, Snape needed to leave. After all if the teachers knew too much, they would solve who was up with their pranks at a latter date.
Dumbledore could be trusted with a good prank or two, plus he knew everything anyway. "Professor Snape, would you mind leaving the room?" Draco asked softly, earning him looks from the other three.
"No." Snape walked up to him. "You're trying to gain my trust, as thus, I won't leave."
Sighing he looked at Mione "Granger its ok."
"If that's the case." She smiled. "Yes, I would trust Malfoy with my life."
That's what they needed. Mione gave Draco a look that said 'You're explaining later.'
He nodded in response.
The teachers watched, fairly confused, but Dumbledore still had a gleam in his eye. "I believe that's what you wanted, Severus?"
"Yes. Ms. Granger, you may stay, since you know this. Mr. Malfoy, I'm a Spy. I am on the light side of the battle with Voldemort. I was simply worried about your father, since he may be regaining some common sense."
"Professor, if you talked with my dad, safely, then you might want to explain being a Spy; he may want to join you." Draco thought. "Then he wouldn't necessarily be distrusted with the death eaters. Then he would be safer." Draco suggested.
"Mr. Malfoy, do you know why you father changed like this?"
"That would be my fault, professors." Mione spoke up. Draco cursed.
She wasn't supposed to do that, she was just supposed to be there so Snape trusted him.
"How, Ms. Granger?"
"This summer, the Malfoys moved in next to my home, I knew I wasn't supposed to favor one side or another, so Malfoys dad could regain his proper personality, however, he was influenced none the less, mostly by our way of life, and by our neighborhood. He must have remembered his experience, and preferred it."
"I see, well that makes sense Professor, Lucius always did what he liked, and if he preferred this way of life, he would go back to it willingly."
"You two are excused." Dumbledore waved them out as he and Snape discussed the situation.
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"And that was about?"
"Long story, tell you when we get to the tower." Draco put his hands in his pockets, and Mione could tell he was tired.
Well, when you thought about it, he just did a lot of deceiving, and that did require a bit of work and fast thinking.
"MIONE!" she heard a familiar voice call out to her. Ron.
"Hay Ron," she turned to greet her friend.
The friend in question glared at Malfoy then looked at Mione. "Why are you with him?"
"Professor Snape just talked with both of us, now I'm heading back to my room and he's going to see Tom, so we decided to tolerate each other presence for a bit. So what brings you here, and where's Harry?"
"He's talking with Professor Stone." Ron looked thoughtful. Draco went back to walking. "Speaking of him, Mione, why did you just walk out like that? It wasn't you."
"I happen to know our new teacher Ron." They started to walk in the direction of the library. "And Rick happens to be a very big jerk, not to mention a complete egotistical basterd, ten times worse then Malfoy." Ron Whistled at this. "I know, come on lets get Harry out of there." She grinned at Ron, and he understood.
Since the first day back, things were going normal with the golden group.
Mione made a mental note to ask Draco later why he did what he did.
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AN:
Hi! Guess what? I GOT A LAPTOP! ^_^_^ all of you should be very happy to hear this, since this means that I can write more often and get updates to you sooner!
Alright, I hope you all enjoyed the newest chapter, tell me what you think, am I going to off the main plot or staying on pretty well. Forgive me if I have grammar mistakes, but I'm bad at grammar and I haven't installed that feature onto my laptop yet.
Anyhow, I'm glad that I have over one hundred and sixty responses. Thanks a lot all of you!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!
See you in chapter 23
Relena
Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership to Harry Potter, just to my plot.
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Draco walked in silence beside his head of house was they approached a stone gargoyle that he knew to be the entrance to the headmasters office.
This was completely pointless. Draco knew precisely why Snape was worried, he read it in Mione's book, around the fourteenth chapter, somewhere in the middle. But no, his honor demanded an answer from Snape.
It demanded that Snape give him his secret, willingly.
'Idiot!' he kept cursing himself as they walked up to the door, and as Snape turned the Handle. Never in his life, had Draco Malfoy ever done something useless, just for prides sake. Well, amend that, as of late, he didn't.
Breathing out a sigh, Draco followed the bravest man he had ever laid eyes on into the headmaster's office.
"You say you wish to prove that I can trust you with my reasons?"
Draco looked up, he never though of it like that. He was gaining Snape's trust in this act. Draco looked him in the eye, and nodded.
"Well then, you heard him Albus."
"Actually, Severus, I 'saw' him, big difference considering that he didn't a say word." Snape glared at him. "Yes, well I guess that point was still made hum? Then would you mind leaving, Severus, I still have something to discuss with Mr. Malfoy. And I believe that you have something to do as well?" his eyes twinkled.
Snape nodded, bowed and left the room just as quickly.
"Professor Snape came and told me something incredibly odd, Mr. Malfoy, care to guess at it?"
"That I've lost my mind?" Draco mused, thinking on how he might have.
Dumbledore chuckled. "No, though I dare say, a great deal of the school muses as much." He sat down, and gestured that Draco do the same. He did.
"I dare say Mr. Malfoy, that I have seen some changes in you, as well as most of the seventh years. But with you, they are somewhat, more drastic. I thought at first that it was the change that happens among the students at your age, but then things progressed into an odd situation. Your father." Dumbledore Smiled.
"What about my father, Professor?" Draco said acting as dumb to what was going on, as he should.
"Now Mr. Malfoy, I'm not dumb, nor insane, as to popular belief, but I believe that your father was dubbed so by the officials at St. Mungo's I trust."
Draco nodded. "I was dueling with him, and knocked him out."
"Well, my sources say that Voldemort cured him of this right?"
"Right, umm professor?"
Dumbledore laughed. "Oh silly me, I'm sorry, for a second there, I thought that you were, oh never mind, Well you see Mr. Malfoy, your father seems to have gone back to his, umm, other self."
"I am aware."
Dumbledore looked at Draco oddly, as if trying to read his actions, trying to figure out what was a miss. "And," he paused looking for the right words to say "You find nothing, strange about this?" Dumbledore was for once in his life, completely befuddled, by something that should make perfect sense.
"Nope. My father is better off this way, even if his life is in jeopardy." Draco said seriously. "Now, professor, explain to me something. What is going on here?"
"Snape should be here in a moment."
And with that the door opened and in walked Professor Snape, with Professor McGonagall, and Hermione.
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Hermione flopped onto her chair up in the Head Tower. Tom and Hanna Proceeded to sit.
"So, Mione, are we going back?" Hanna kept looking behind herself, as if she just committed murder, not just the innocent though rude act of leaving a room.
"Nope I'm not seeing that man until Tuesday, before dinner, when I happen to have to attend his class."
"But what is wrong with him, come on Mione, you made friends with Malfoy before he turned decent, surly this guy can't be worse?" Tom looked hopeful
"I know what your saying Tom, but to me, he is worse, you'll see."
Snape chose that time to walk in. "Ms. Granger, please come with me." And he turned. Mione glanced at Hanna and Tom, they gave her a thumbs up.
Mione followed Snape down the hall to the Head masters Suite. Snape wasn't even there when she walked out, and why would she get in trouble for just walking out of a room? It was rude, she had to admit, but it definitely wasn't punishable. As head girl, and a prefect for two years, she knew this as a fact.
But then, what was she doing?
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Draco was honestly surprised to see Mione; well, surprised was a bit of an understatement.
"Umm, Professor, why is Granger here?"
"I would like to know why I'm here was well." Hermione crossed her arms and faced Snape.
"The reason Ms. Granger is here is because of you Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore stated,
Bother of them looked at each other, then at Dumbledore like he was nuts.
"Umm Professor?" Mione stepped up to his desk "I need a better explanation; I'm still in the dark."
"Do you, Hermione Granger, trust Mr. Malfoy with your life?" Dumbledore looked rather serious at this, and made Hermione step back with shock.
"What?"
Dumbledore sighed.
"Ms. Granger," Snape stepped forward. "If you were in a life or death situation, would you trust Mr. Malfoy to get you out safely?"
she knew the answer, yes she would trust him, but the question was asked in such a way that it demanded trust to Snape.
"I really don't know." She mused. Snape raised an eyebrow. Dumbledore glanced at Hermione in a reassuring way.
Draco knew what was going on. But for this to really work, Snape needed to leave. After all if the teachers knew too much, they would solve who was up with their pranks at a latter date.
Dumbledore could be trusted with a good prank or two, plus he knew everything anyway. "Professor Snape, would you mind leaving the room?" Draco asked softly, earning him looks from the other three.
"No." Snape walked up to him. "You're trying to gain my trust, as thus, I won't leave."
Sighing he looked at Mione "Granger its ok."
"If that's the case." She smiled. "Yes, I would trust Malfoy with my life."
That's what they needed. Mione gave Draco a look that said 'You're explaining later.'
He nodded in response.
The teachers watched, fairly confused, but Dumbledore still had a gleam in his eye. "I believe that's what you wanted, Severus?"
"Yes. Ms. Granger, you may stay, since you know this. Mr. Malfoy, I'm a Spy. I am on the light side of the battle with Voldemort. I was simply worried about your father, since he may be regaining some common sense."
"Professor, if you talked with my dad, safely, then you might want to explain being a Spy; he may want to join you." Draco thought. "Then he wouldn't necessarily be distrusted with the death eaters. Then he would be safer." Draco suggested.
"Mr. Malfoy, do you know why you father changed like this?"
"That would be my fault, professors." Mione spoke up. Draco cursed.
She wasn't supposed to do that, she was just supposed to be there so Snape trusted him.
"How, Ms. Granger?"
"This summer, the Malfoys moved in next to my home, I knew I wasn't supposed to favor one side or another, so Malfoys dad could regain his proper personality, however, he was influenced none the less, mostly by our way of life, and by our neighborhood. He must have remembered his experience, and preferred it."
"I see, well that makes sense Professor, Lucius always did what he liked, and if he preferred this way of life, he would go back to it willingly."
"You two are excused." Dumbledore waved them out as he and Snape discussed the situation.
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"And that was about?"
"Long story, tell you when we get to the tower." Draco put his hands in his pockets, and Mione could tell he was tired.
Well, when you thought about it, he just did a lot of deceiving, and that did require a bit of work and fast thinking.
"MIONE!" she heard a familiar voice call out to her. Ron.
"Hay Ron," she turned to greet her friend.
The friend in question glared at Malfoy then looked at Mione. "Why are you with him?"
"Professor Snape just talked with both of us, now I'm heading back to my room and he's going to see Tom, so we decided to tolerate each other presence for a bit. So what brings you here, and where's Harry?"
"He's talking with Professor Stone." Ron looked thoughtful. Draco went back to walking. "Speaking of him, Mione, why did you just walk out like that? It wasn't you."
"I happen to know our new teacher Ron." They started to walk in the direction of the library. "And Rick happens to be a very big jerk, not to mention a complete egotistical basterd, ten times worse then Malfoy." Ron Whistled at this. "I know, come on lets get Harry out of there." She grinned at Ron, and he understood.
Since the first day back, things were going normal with the golden group.
Mione made a mental note to ask Draco later why he did what he did.
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AN:
Hi! Guess what? I GOT A LAPTOP! ^_^_^ all of you should be very happy to hear this, since this means that I can write more often and get updates to you sooner!
Alright, I hope you all enjoyed the newest chapter, tell me what you think, am I going to off the main plot or staying on pretty well. Forgive me if I have grammar mistakes, but I'm bad at grammar and I haven't installed that feature onto my laptop yet.
Anyhow, I'm glad that I have over one hundred and sixty responses. Thanks a lot all of you!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!
See you in chapter 23
Relena