Chapter Twenty-three: A Friend Always Understands
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter I Own my Plot.
This is dedicated to Sasery, you review gave me the idea I've been looking for thanks!
Approaching the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Mione heard civil talking, then a booming sort of speaking and knew that Harry was talking with the teacher. She motioned to Ron that they were inside the room. He nodded, and followed her to the door, of which she opened , and slipped through.
"Sorry guys, I'm breaking my word." She said to herself. Ron gave her an odd reprimanding look, and she quieted up.
"So Harry, I take it that this is your best subject?"
"Yes, Professor, and well, since we change professors so often with this subject, I would like to know how you plan on teaching the class this year; so I can do my best." Mione felt like gagging. Was Her best friend sucking up to the one man she absolutely detested?
Well part of that was her fault, she never told Harry about him, but still, he should have gotten the point earlier.
"well Harry, you don't mind?"
"No professor."
"Well, Harry," he repeated. "I plan on teaching you all how to deal with fear to start out with, then how to block curses you haven't learned, or learned about, then some basic study over most dark magic you can be in contact with."
"I plan to be an Auror, sir."
"An Auror? Harry, that's quite a big decision, you sure?"
"Positive."
"well, then, I have to admit, you other teachers, were, for lack of a better word idiots." Harry Cringed.
He liked Remus thank you very much. Mione was almost glad that this happened, at least Harry got to see a side he often hides.
"SO, Harry, I wont be able to teach seven years in one year, but I will try so that you can have the knowledge you desiar."
Mione had enough, sneaking over to the door she stood up, as if she had just walked in. "Professor, I need to see Mr. Potter for a moment, can you spare him?" she tapped her head girl badge.
"Yes, of Course, Mione, Harry we'll continue this conversation later." He placed his hand on Harry's shoulder, and patted him in the direction of Hermione.
"Professor, you are to call me Ms. Granger, not Hermione, and definitely not Mione. Come on Harry." And they Left Ron sneaking along with them
Rick smirked.
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"What's up Mione?" Harry asked once they were away from the room.
"Don't converse with that man in a friendly manner, for your own good." She got to the point, and Harry stopped and crossed his arms.
"Don't you ever, tell me what to do for my own good, until you start listening when I tell you similar."
"Don't give me this Harry; please, not now."
"No, I converse with whom I wish to converse, when I wish to, thank you." And Harry walked back up with them.
"Harry, you head up to the Tower, I want to talk with Mione for a sec."
"Alright, and Hermione, when you feel like explaining to me, everything, I'm just waiting alright?" and he walked in the direction of the fat lady.
"OK I know what's up Mione you can stop acting dumb."
Hermione gave him an odd look. "You need to explain more clearly."
"I know your friends with Malfoy."
Shocked, Mione brought him into a class room, finger on his lips. "SH!" she looked around to see if anyone was watching. "Never say that aloud again!" and she sighed. "OK give me the overview of everything you know and how you found out."
"How I found out. You know how I've been studying like you for the last year and a half? Well I can read decently fast now. So before you shut the book in you room, well cleared it I should say, you know the one you were so protective of? I read on what happened the day before we arrived, it helped that you had pictures, it made it faster to read and to understand." Ron looked at his friend who was obviously trying to figure out something, she had that look on her face. "As for what I know, I know that your trying to hide your friendship from the school, and that you're using every ounce of cunning and trickery you posses to do so. I also know that you're being fairly careless; people who know can see your flaws."
"You wont tell Harry, will you?"
"Haven't yet have i?" he smiled in an almost proud way, she returned it.
"Thank you."
"But Herms, I would tell him soon, you know how much Harry loves puzzles, and he's using all of his will power to stop himself from figuring out what you don't want him to know."
"Ron, I'll tell him when I well, I'll tell him." She looked at Ron. "Tell me how can you be so.. . so.. . alright with this?"
"The 'you are friends with Malfoy' thing?" he smirked and leaned forward. "I know you Mione; you aren't a friend with a person for six whole years with out understanding the person. And I know Mione, that there is a lot you aren't even telling your self, but as for me? I accept it, because you chose it, I accept what you choose because I trust you, and so does Harry, he's just worried. " he walked to the he was beside her, "True Friends will always understand what you do, that's what makes us friends." He patted her on the shoulder.
"Thanks Ron." She whispered, "I needed to hear that."
"Glad, now I should go to Harry before he suspects that I'm plotting aginst him as well."
Mione faced him. "But you are."
"No, you are, I'm being a friend and nothing more." Mione hugged him.
"Thanks Ron."
He messed up her hair, "You already said that, plus that's what I'm here for."
She let go. "You best go make sure Harry isn't hurting himself with suspicion."
"See you."
"See you."
And he left. Mione sighed. 'Just great. Another person knows.' And she proceeded up to the head tower.
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Draco was up there and thinking. Tom and Hanna had stepped out to the library to let him think. He had just gained Snape's trust, something very hard to do, mind you, and he would be jeopardizing that trust in about a week.
On top of it all, he was the one who was to blame for McGonagall Snape and Possibly Dumbledore, knowing of a lot of their secrets. He would need to explain. He was planning on it while they were walking, but Weasley was looking for Mione.
Something struck him as odd though, why didn't he insult him? Something inside Draco was shouting that he knew, but how could he; it was impossible, but still.
Draco shut his eyes and started some pattern breathing; it usually gave him rest from his ever constant thoughts.
When the door to the tower opened up a few minutes later, He opened his eyes to see Mione. Smiling he motioned to the chair. "We have something to discuss."
"Alright," she sat. "What?"
"First Snape then Weasley."
"Alright. So why was Snape fetching me to tell the headmaster that I trusted you?"
"I, wanted Snape's Trust. He found out about my father, and told me about how he wasn't at one of the meetings, and well, I wanted Snape to be able to trust me, so I asked him why he was so worried and he asked if that's what I wanted, and things just happened. I'm sorry I got you involved."
"It's alright, plus, we were had, Snape went to McGonagall to ask which student could be trusted to tell the truth, she suggested me." Mione smiled. Draco understood. McGonagall knew that they were friends and suggested her to help him out.
"Oh yeah, and Ron knows." The nice relaxed state Draco was in, broke.
"WHAT!?" he stood up in shock. "Since when?"
"Since before we became friends.. ." and she told him about the talk they had.
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The foursome decided to skip dinner, Mione's request, but they found, that around dinner time, they had food to eat.
"I notified Dobby, one of the house elves I'm friends with." She explained to her friends, and they started to eat at the circular table in the middle of the room.
"SO how are we getting Dora and Ray out here?" Tom was the first to speak.
"My birthday is next Monday; we could get them out during the weekend."
"Isn't that a Hogsmead weekend?" Hanna mused.
"Even better, we can do our work with out worry." Draco added.
"Speaking of Hogsmead, the first one is tomorrow, are we going?"
"Yeah, it's a fifth though seventh day, less people." Tom notified them
"Now, how are we getting them out here?" Hanna questioned. "They could take the train, if they could get though the platform."
"Floo powder?" Draco suggested. They all looked at him oddly. "What? Even squibs can use it, so muggles should be able to, too. Not to mention, they need witch clothing, so we could floo them into Diagon Ally, get them clothing and some magical school thing, then floo here."
"You've thought about this quite a bit haven't you?" Hanna looked at him in awe
"Only when I had nothing else to do, maybe."
"Well, the plan sounds good to me, lets see if we can figure out how one could floo into hogworts." Tom started to write everything down.
"They don't need to floo directly into hogworts, I know some passages from Hogsmead into the Castle. But if they must come to the castle, I have someone I can ask about entering that way." Mione told them.
"Alright, so Mione works on the home route. Now who can get them to Diagon ally?" Tom wrote this down
Draco raised his hand. "My father lives three houses down from them and he has a magical fireplace."
"Alright Hanna can you take them shopping?"
"Yep!" she seemed almost to happy about this.
"SO you meet them at Diagon ally."
"What about you Tom?" Mione asked.
"I'll be finding out ways to hide the fact that they are muggles, and applying them once they arrive."
Mione nodded.
"And," started Draco. "Until they are completely here, anyone who isn't with them, will be occupying and watching the staff, and suspicious persons." He looked at Mione. "And if we need any help?"
"He'll help, don't worry?"
"And?"
"Wont tell." Draco sighed.
"We'll have someone on constant duty." He assured the other two. "Ronald Weasley shall assist us if necessary." He emphasized 'if'
"Pray tell Mione," Hanna spoke up. "How many rules will we be breaking?"
"About.. ." she counted on her fingers. "five, three being laws and two sever rules."
"Ahh." And they went back to eating. Once it was seven, they all worded on their homework and discussed classes that the others didn't have Friday.
Mione was writing a letter it said:
'Dear Snuffles,
How are you, I'm fine, I hope your work is going well.
Just out of curiosity, how do you floo into Hogworts?
Mione'
"Tom?"
"Hum?" he looked up from his runes essay.
"Can I borrow Ebony?"
"Sure." And she mailed off the letter.
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AN: How's it going? A little action has started, and I hope none of you are getting confused.
I apologize in advance if I mess up any of the hogworts chemistry, but I'm not Mione, and I don't know everything about the school, though in my stoy Mione will be helping me out a bit, still, If I mess anything up, tell me so I can fix it. I want my story as realistic as possible.
Thanks
And remember to review!
Relena~
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter I Own my Plot.
This is dedicated to Sasery, you review gave me the idea I've been looking for thanks!
Approaching the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Mione heard civil talking, then a booming sort of speaking and knew that Harry was talking with the teacher. She motioned to Ron that they were inside the room. He nodded, and followed her to the door, of which she opened , and slipped through.
"Sorry guys, I'm breaking my word." She said to herself. Ron gave her an odd reprimanding look, and she quieted up.
"So Harry, I take it that this is your best subject?"
"Yes, Professor, and well, since we change professors so often with this subject, I would like to know how you plan on teaching the class this year; so I can do my best." Mione felt like gagging. Was Her best friend sucking up to the one man she absolutely detested?
Well part of that was her fault, she never told Harry about him, but still, he should have gotten the point earlier.
"well Harry, you don't mind?"
"No professor."
"Well, Harry," he repeated. "I plan on teaching you all how to deal with fear to start out with, then how to block curses you haven't learned, or learned about, then some basic study over most dark magic you can be in contact with."
"I plan to be an Auror, sir."
"An Auror? Harry, that's quite a big decision, you sure?"
"Positive."
"well, then, I have to admit, you other teachers, were, for lack of a better word idiots." Harry Cringed.
He liked Remus thank you very much. Mione was almost glad that this happened, at least Harry got to see a side he often hides.
"SO, Harry, I wont be able to teach seven years in one year, but I will try so that you can have the knowledge you desiar."
Mione had enough, sneaking over to the door she stood up, as if she had just walked in. "Professor, I need to see Mr. Potter for a moment, can you spare him?" she tapped her head girl badge.
"Yes, of Course, Mione, Harry we'll continue this conversation later." He placed his hand on Harry's shoulder, and patted him in the direction of Hermione.
"Professor, you are to call me Ms. Granger, not Hermione, and definitely not Mione. Come on Harry." And they Left Ron sneaking along with them
Rick smirked.
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"What's up Mione?" Harry asked once they were away from the room.
"Don't converse with that man in a friendly manner, for your own good." She got to the point, and Harry stopped and crossed his arms.
"Don't you ever, tell me what to do for my own good, until you start listening when I tell you similar."
"Don't give me this Harry; please, not now."
"No, I converse with whom I wish to converse, when I wish to, thank you." And Harry walked back up with them.
"Harry, you head up to the Tower, I want to talk with Mione for a sec."
"Alright, and Hermione, when you feel like explaining to me, everything, I'm just waiting alright?" and he walked in the direction of the fat lady.
"OK I know what's up Mione you can stop acting dumb."
Hermione gave him an odd look. "You need to explain more clearly."
"I know your friends with Malfoy."
Shocked, Mione brought him into a class room, finger on his lips. "SH!" she looked around to see if anyone was watching. "Never say that aloud again!" and she sighed. "OK give me the overview of everything you know and how you found out."
"How I found out. You know how I've been studying like you for the last year and a half? Well I can read decently fast now. So before you shut the book in you room, well cleared it I should say, you know the one you were so protective of? I read on what happened the day before we arrived, it helped that you had pictures, it made it faster to read and to understand." Ron looked at his friend who was obviously trying to figure out something, she had that look on her face. "As for what I know, I know that your trying to hide your friendship from the school, and that you're using every ounce of cunning and trickery you posses to do so. I also know that you're being fairly careless; people who know can see your flaws."
"You wont tell Harry, will you?"
"Haven't yet have i?" he smiled in an almost proud way, she returned it.
"Thank you."
"But Herms, I would tell him soon, you know how much Harry loves puzzles, and he's using all of his will power to stop himself from figuring out what you don't want him to know."
"Ron, I'll tell him when I well, I'll tell him." She looked at Ron. "Tell me how can you be so.. . so.. . alright with this?"
"The 'you are friends with Malfoy' thing?" he smirked and leaned forward. "I know you Mione; you aren't a friend with a person for six whole years with out understanding the person. And I know Mione, that there is a lot you aren't even telling your self, but as for me? I accept it, because you chose it, I accept what you choose because I trust you, and so does Harry, he's just worried. " he walked to the he was beside her, "True Friends will always understand what you do, that's what makes us friends." He patted her on the shoulder.
"Thanks Ron." She whispered, "I needed to hear that."
"Glad, now I should go to Harry before he suspects that I'm plotting aginst him as well."
Mione faced him. "But you are."
"No, you are, I'm being a friend and nothing more." Mione hugged him.
"Thanks Ron."
He messed up her hair, "You already said that, plus that's what I'm here for."
She let go. "You best go make sure Harry isn't hurting himself with suspicion."
"See you."
"See you."
And he left. Mione sighed. 'Just great. Another person knows.' And she proceeded up to the head tower.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Draco was up there and thinking. Tom and Hanna had stepped out to the library to let him think. He had just gained Snape's trust, something very hard to do, mind you, and he would be jeopardizing that trust in about a week.
On top of it all, he was the one who was to blame for McGonagall Snape and Possibly Dumbledore, knowing of a lot of their secrets. He would need to explain. He was planning on it while they were walking, but Weasley was looking for Mione.
Something struck him as odd though, why didn't he insult him? Something inside Draco was shouting that he knew, but how could he; it was impossible, but still.
Draco shut his eyes and started some pattern breathing; it usually gave him rest from his ever constant thoughts.
When the door to the tower opened up a few minutes later, He opened his eyes to see Mione. Smiling he motioned to the chair. "We have something to discuss."
"Alright," she sat. "What?"
"First Snape then Weasley."
"Alright. So why was Snape fetching me to tell the headmaster that I trusted you?"
"I, wanted Snape's Trust. He found out about my father, and told me about how he wasn't at one of the meetings, and well, I wanted Snape to be able to trust me, so I asked him why he was so worried and he asked if that's what I wanted, and things just happened. I'm sorry I got you involved."
"It's alright, plus, we were had, Snape went to McGonagall to ask which student could be trusted to tell the truth, she suggested me." Mione smiled. Draco understood. McGonagall knew that they were friends and suggested her to help him out.
"Oh yeah, and Ron knows." The nice relaxed state Draco was in, broke.
"WHAT!?" he stood up in shock. "Since when?"
"Since before we became friends.. ." and she told him about the talk they had.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The foursome decided to skip dinner, Mione's request, but they found, that around dinner time, they had food to eat.
"I notified Dobby, one of the house elves I'm friends with." She explained to her friends, and they started to eat at the circular table in the middle of the room.
"SO how are we getting Dora and Ray out here?" Tom was the first to speak.
"My birthday is next Monday; we could get them out during the weekend."
"Isn't that a Hogsmead weekend?" Hanna mused.
"Even better, we can do our work with out worry." Draco added.
"Speaking of Hogsmead, the first one is tomorrow, are we going?"
"Yeah, it's a fifth though seventh day, less people." Tom notified them
"Now, how are we getting them out here?" Hanna questioned. "They could take the train, if they could get though the platform."
"Floo powder?" Draco suggested. They all looked at him oddly. "What? Even squibs can use it, so muggles should be able to, too. Not to mention, they need witch clothing, so we could floo them into Diagon Ally, get them clothing and some magical school thing, then floo here."
"You've thought about this quite a bit haven't you?" Hanna looked at him in awe
"Only when I had nothing else to do, maybe."
"Well, the plan sounds good to me, lets see if we can figure out how one could floo into hogworts." Tom started to write everything down.
"They don't need to floo directly into hogworts, I know some passages from Hogsmead into the Castle. But if they must come to the castle, I have someone I can ask about entering that way." Mione told them.
"Alright, so Mione works on the home route. Now who can get them to Diagon ally?" Tom wrote this down
Draco raised his hand. "My father lives three houses down from them and he has a magical fireplace."
"Alright Hanna can you take them shopping?"
"Yep!" she seemed almost to happy about this.
"SO you meet them at Diagon ally."
"What about you Tom?" Mione asked.
"I'll be finding out ways to hide the fact that they are muggles, and applying them once they arrive."
Mione nodded.
"And," started Draco. "Until they are completely here, anyone who isn't with them, will be occupying and watching the staff, and suspicious persons." He looked at Mione. "And if we need any help?"
"He'll help, don't worry?"
"And?"
"Wont tell." Draco sighed.
"We'll have someone on constant duty." He assured the other two. "Ronald Weasley shall assist us if necessary." He emphasized 'if'
"Pray tell Mione," Hanna spoke up. "How many rules will we be breaking?"
"About.. ." she counted on her fingers. "five, three being laws and two sever rules."
"Ahh." And they went back to eating. Once it was seven, they all worded on their homework and discussed classes that the others didn't have Friday.
Mione was writing a letter it said:
'Dear Snuffles,
How are you, I'm fine, I hope your work is going well.
Just out of curiosity, how do you floo into Hogworts?
Mione'
"Tom?"
"Hum?" he looked up from his runes essay.
"Can I borrow Ebony?"
"Sure." And she mailed off the letter.
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AN: How's it going? A little action has started, and I hope none of you are getting confused.
I apologize in advance if I mess up any of the hogworts chemistry, but I'm not Mione, and I don't know everything about the school, though in my stoy Mione will be helping me out a bit, still, If I mess anything up, tell me so I can fix it. I want my story as realistic as possible.
Thanks
And remember to review!
Relena~