Chapter Four.
He was shocked to say the least. I mean he had a girlfriend! Didn't he? Had Gregory and Anya broke up that night? No! This had been going on for months! Anya hadn't known a thing when he asked her! He knew that Hermione had changed, grown prettier, but he never thought that his friend...!
Then he thought about Crabbe. It was clear that he fancied her. He would be heartbroken when he found out that Goyle was sleeping with that mudblood. Then he opened his mouth... "Goyle! What the Hell are you doing!!! I don't get it!! With HER!!! She's a mudblood!! She is POTTER'S friend! She's a complete gimp!!! I though you loved Anya!!!" He was shouting at top note! From behind him he could hear Crabbe come in and yell. "Why her!?! You KNEW that I- I -I!" He broke down and ran out of the room.
"When Snape hears about this you are soooooo gonna get it Goyle! She's head girl! AND AS FOR YOU!" He felt disgusted. He turned and left the room, shaking his head and went to his own bedroom. This was all he needed!! He got undressed. The day had been almost perfect until fifteen minutes ago. Trust his so called friend to stuff it all up. He was cursing in his mind when he fell into an uneasy sleep...
He was stood at the gates of his home. It was dark and the only light that he could see was from the attic window. He realised that his wand wasn't in his pocket (well why should it be, he was in his pj's). He walked up to he front door and went in. What he saw shocked him... His father's body was sprawled out on the floor, in the hallway. There was smoke coming off him and his body seemed to be broken in many places. He didn't move. Draco ran up to him and spoke to him. No response. He shook him, but as he was only dreaming he passed through him, like a ghost. He called out but no1 came. After a few seconds the door reopened and his mother came in. She screamed.
Draco woke up in a cold sweat. It was just a dream, just a dream. He had to send his father an owl and quickly! He ran down to the owlry and scrawled a note onto a battered looking piece of parchment. It read, "Be careful. Watch yourself at home for intruders. Keep alert. All my love, your youngest son, Draco." He woke up his owl and tied the note to its leg. "Take this to Father." He then turned and left the owlry. He thought that he should better get ready for the fracas that would take place at breakfast!
When he entered the Great Hall for breakfast the atmosphere was more than tense. The Slytherin table ate in silence, glancing nervously at each other occasionally. Malfoy knew that last night's events would no longer be a secret and that all that had to come to pass surely would. And then silence was broken with a wail that split the anxious atmosphere like one of Malfoy's comments. It was Anya. She had found out. She ran in crying, came right up to Goyle, and clouted him hard in the face. His nose began to bleed. She was screaming obscenities at him, "How could you! I thought you loved me!" Then she stormed over to where all the Gryffindors sat in silence watching the scene. "And as for you! I always thought you were a creep, but to do this! You BITCH!!" And with that she slapped Hermione in the face, turned and ran out. Professor McGonagall followed her. Then Crabbe had his say. He punched Goyle in the gut and reached for his wand. "Stop! He's not worth it" Malfoy said, grabbing his arm. Snape came over to the table. "My Office NOW!!" The trio followed him to the doorway. Snape turned and shouted, "You too, Granger and no doubt Potter has something to do with this as well."
They stood in Snape's office in absolute silence. Crabbe was seething, Goyle was nursing his wounds, Malfoy was glaring at anyone who moved, Hermione was crying and Potter looked confused. Snape was giving them the 3rd degree. He wanted all of the details, and as Malfoy was neutral to the equation, he told Snape the truth. "It all began before Halloween. I'd heard 'noises' coming from Gregory's room, but as he was going out with Anya, well I thought that it was them two at it. It carried on. I've known for a while that Vincent was more than fond of that cow over there, but I summated that he'd get over it soon enough. Then last night, after my date with Orienne, you know the one I asked you permission for; I came up to Goyle's room to tell him my good news. I found him in bed with that! He's got a bloody girlfriend, or rather he did have. She'll never forgive him for this. And that's about it really." He looked sheepish. "And what does Mr Potter have to do in this?" Snape snarled at Potter. "Nothing, for once." "Very well, Potter, Malfoy you may go. As for you three, I want to discuss punishments with you, and possibly your parents!" Malfoy and Potter left the room. Draco set off to find Orienne. He needed a friend now. Badly!
She was sat in the library, trying to finish her DADA homework that had been set the previous day. He sat down beside her and put his head in his hands. She leant over and kissed him on the cheek. "I heard about what happened last night. Shocking really. Wanna talk about it?" She smiled lovingly at him. He shook his head "Nah. Jus' had to tell Snape. Bad enough reliving the experience of Goyle's naked bum twice thank you!" He smiled weakly. "Seriously though, why did you have to get involved, let them sort it out for themselves. It'll be all forgotten soon enough - wont it? What do you think Snape'll do to them? Detention isn't serious enough for this. Crabbe might get a week of DT's though, thinking about it. But I don't know about those two." "Parent's called in, I reckon. They didn't have Madame Pomfrey's permission to sleep together from what I can gather. She's in charge of all that. Permission slips and proper contraceptives and that. Might get suspended and she'll lose her Head Girl status." He mulled the situation over in his head. "They'll not be friends will they now, Crabbe and Goyle, I mean." "Probably not. At least Crabbe's going home for Xmas. Goyle and me are staying here. My mother wants me to stay here with her as father just lets me do what I want, which leads to me ending up in trouble. I mean how was I to know that muggles can't breathe underwater! Hey! What will you be doing?" "Dunno, depends on her Royal Majesty, Amarinne's mood. I want to stay here though with you. Plus there's the Yule Ball. Why isn't Crabbe staying?" "His parents are taking him to visit relatives in Canada. There's a massive wizarding colony there, apparently. It'll be great if we can stay together. We can sit by the fire, all cuddled up. Mmmmm, nice thought." "We'll see. Now, let me get on with my DADA homework, or your mum will skin us both!" She kissed him as he got up. She knew that there was all weekend to do her homework, but she also knew that he would distract her and they'd find something better to do. He knew it too.
He decided to call in on his mother, they hadn't spoke properly in ages. Plus he wanted to ask her about his dream. His dreams had never been like that before and he didn't understand what it meant. He left the library and walked through the building to his mother's room, passing Potter and Weasley on the way. They scowled at him as he strolled past, muttering something to each other. "What's your problem, Malfoy? Why is it that your lot always get out lot into trouble? Hermione's going to have her title stripped off her now, coz of your bloody mate!" Ron yelled at him. "Nowt to do with me. I can't help it if she's a Muppet and gets HERSELF into this situation. Maybe if she wasn't so up her own arse she'd not think that she's above the rules. And I know, Goyle had his part to play in it, but its not like he has any image to keep up, has he?" He snarled back. "Git!" He heard Ron mumble, as well as many other unrepeatable words. He turned and walked onto his mother's room. Those two really did his nut in! Still! He had his mother's cups of tea to look forward to.
When he entered his mother's room, a great sense of relief filled his mind. He began to tell her all about the dream, Orienne, Crabbe, Goyle and the mudblood. She paused him for a moment and said, "The dream was probably nothing. You know you have a vivid imagination. As for your friends, they'll get over it in time, just keep out of it all and don't take sides. Your friend Orienne seems like a nice girl, even if she is an Elemental. Always hand in her homework in on time, nicely done too. She's very clever - nearly as much as that Granger girl. My my, hasn't she gotten herself into trouble. She's going to lose her Head Girl position. If you want I can put in a good word for your 'girlfriend'," his mother smiled teasingly as she said it, " to get the job. She is perfect for it. Just think you could be dating the new Head Girl!" His mother's analysis of the situation made the near future seem a whole lot brighter. He grinned at his mother and took a huge bite out of an almond muffin.
He spent the rest of the day with his mother and left for dinner in the Great Hall at 6pm. Anya was sat at the end of the Slytherin table with a few of her close friends. He face was relatively pale compared to her puffy, red eyes from her crying. Her friends were all hugging her and telling her that he wasn't good enough for her and that it was typical of a lad like him to do this to her. Draco walked over to them and gave her a massive hug. "Everything will be ok! He didn't deserve you." He gave her a small grin. "Yeah I hope so. Oh Draco! Why did he.?" She broke down in tears again. He put a hand on her head and hugged her again. "I don't know, Anya, I just don't know." After a moment he signalled to one of her friends and they sat her down again. Her friends began the task of coaxing her to eat. Draco sat alone. Crabbe was in DT and Goyle was probably still sat in Snape's office getting roasted by his parents. He chucked for a minute. Goyle's parents were mental compared to his. They were sure to kill him! He was thinking when the lights seemed to go out. He realised that all he could see was blue tinged darkness. "Guess who," a female voice, that sounded very familiar, came floating into one ear. "Let me see.! I know, its. Misty? No? OK then, err, Patsy? Or perhaps its." "Don't joke with me Malfoy or I'll soak you with a click of my fingers!" She removed her hands and folded her arms in mock disgust. "My dear Orienne! Would that be with a flood of compliments?" He winked at her and pulled her onto his knee. She scuffed up his hair, so he tickled her in the ribs. They were both giggling and kissing each other, when Snape entered, a shamefaced trio of Year 13s behind him.
"I have an announcement to make. Due to certain events that have taken place, it has become my duty to inform you all, that Miss Hermione Granger is no longer Head Girl. With the requests of a certain teacher, this prestigious position goes to. Miss Orienne Solstice of Hufflepuff."
Malfoy picked her up and spun her around, planting kisses on her face in the process. He carried right up to the Teacher's Table and set her down in front of Snape and Dumbledore, who awarded her with the shining silver badge. "Oh My God! Look Draco!" she was glowing with pride. "I'm dating the Head Girl! WOW!" He took her hand and led her to the exit. "Come on! Let's have a celebratory drink by the lake. Butterbeers are on me!"
It was a chilly November night. The sky was cloudy and the moon occasionally peeped out from behind its midnight blue blanket. Malfoy drew his cloak closer around his shoulders, whilst the brand new Head Girl, wore her thick leather coat. It was ever so quiet outside and not a single other person could be seen. It was serene. They walked, hand in hand, around the lake, chatting, until the bell rang, telling them to return to the school. They sighed. It was such a pity that they weren't in the same house. Mind you, if they were, they might meet the same fates as Goyle and Granger, and now that Orienne was Head Girl, they had to be extra careful. If only he had an invisibility cloak, like Potter! Still, they'd still need a consent form from Madame Pomfrey before they did anything, anyway. They stopped outside the Hufflepuff common room to say goodnight. "Congrats and sweet dreams gorgeous," Malfoy kissed her on each cheek and whispered goodnight once more. "'Night Draco," she said before he turned and walked up the stairs to the Slytherin common room and his own bedroom.
He was shocked to say the least. I mean he had a girlfriend! Didn't he? Had Gregory and Anya broke up that night? No! This had been going on for months! Anya hadn't known a thing when he asked her! He knew that Hermione had changed, grown prettier, but he never thought that his friend...!
Then he thought about Crabbe. It was clear that he fancied her. He would be heartbroken when he found out that Goyle was sleeping with that mudblood. Then he opened his mouth... "Goyle! What the Hell are you doing!!! I don't get it!! With HER!!! She's a mudblood!! She is POTTER'S friend! She's a complete gimp!!! I though you loved Anya!!!" He was shouting at top note! From behind him he could hear Crabbe come in and yell. "Why her!?! You KNEW that I- I -I!" He broke down and ran out of the room.
"When Snape hears about this you are soooooo gonna get it Goyle! She's head girl! AND AS FOR YOU!" He felt disgusted. He turned and left the room, shaking his head and went to his own bedroom. This was all he needed!! He got undressed. The day had been almost perfect until fifteen minutes ago. Trust his so called friend to stuff it all up. He was cursing in his mind when he fell into an uneasy sleep...
He was stood at the gates of his home. It was dark and the only light that he could see was from the attic window. He realised that his wand wasn't in his pocket (well why should it be, he was in his pj's). He walked up to he front door and went in. What he saw shocked him... His father's body was sprawled out on the floor, in the hallway. There was smoke coming off him and his body seemed to be broken in many places. He didn't move. Draco ran up to him and spoke to him. No response. He shook him, but as he was only dreaming he passed through him, like a ghost. He called out but no1 came. After a few seconds the door reopened and his mother came in. She screamed.
Draco woke up in a cold sweat. It was just a dream, just a dream. He had to send his father an owl and quickly! He ran down to the owlry and scrawled a note onto a battered looking piece of parchment. It read, "Be careful. Watch yourself at home for intruders. Keep alert. All my love, your youngest son, Draco." He woke up his owl and tied the note to its leg. "Take this to Father." He then turned and left the owlry. He thought that he should better get ready for the fracas that would take place at breakfast!
When he entered the Great Hall for breakfast the atmosphere was more than tense. The Slytherin table ate in silence, glancing nervously at each other occasionally. Malfoy knew that last night's events would no longer be a secret and that all that had to come to pass surely would. And then silence was broken with a wail that split the anxious atmosphere like one of Malfoy's comments. It was Anya. She had found out. She ran in crying, came right up to Goyle, and clouted him hard in the face. His nose began to bleed. She was screaming obscenities at him, "How could you! I thought you loved me!" Then she stormed over to where all the Gryffindors sat in silence watching the scene. "And as for you! I always thought you were a creep, but to do this! You BITCH!!" And with that she slapped Hermione in the face, turned and ran out. Professor McGonagall followed her. Then Crabbe had his say. He punched Goyle in the gut and reached for his wand. "Stop! He's not worth it" Malfoy said, grabbing his arm. Snape came over to the table. "My Office NOW!!" The trio followed him to the doorway. Snape turned and shouted, "You too, Granger and no doubt Potter has something to do with this as well."
They stood in Snape's office in absolute silence. Crabbe was seething, Goyle was nursing his wounds, Malfoy was glaring at anyone who moved, Hermione was crying and Potter looked confused. Snape was giving them the 3rd degree. He wanted all of the details, and as Malfoy was neutral to the equation, he told Snape the truth. "It all began before Halloween. I'd heard 'noises' coming from Gregory's room, but as he was going out with Anya, well I thought that it was them two at it. It carried on. I've known for a while that Vincent was more than fond of that cow over there, but I summated that he'd get over it soon enough. Then last night, after my date with Orienne, you know the one I asked you permission for; I came up to Goyle's room to tell him my good news. I found him in bed with that! He's got a bloody girlfriend, or rather he did have. She'll never forgive him for this. And that's about it really." He looked sheepish. "And what does Mr Potter have to do in this?" Snape snarled at Potter. "Nothing, for once." "Very well, Potter, Malfoy you may go. As for you three, I want to discuss punishments with you, and possibly your parents!" Malfoy and Potter left the room. Draco set off to find Orienne. He needed a friend now. Badly!
She was sat in the library, trying to finish her DADA homework that had been set the previous day. He sat down beside her and put his head in his hands. She leant over and kissed him on the cheek. "I heard about what happened last night. Shocking really. Wanna talk about it?" She smiled lovingly at him. He shook his head "Nah. Jus' had to tell Snape. Bad enough reliving the experience of Goyle's naked bum twice thank you!" He smiled weakly. "Seriously though, why did you have to get involved, let them sort it out for themselves. It'll be all forgotten soon enough - wont it? What do you think Snape'll do to them? Detention isn't serious enough for this. Crabbe might get a week of DT's though, thinking about it. But I don't know about those two." "Parent's called in, I reckon. They didn't have Madame Pomfrey's permission to sleep together from what I can gather. She's in charge of all that. Permission slips and proper contraceptives and that. Might get suspended and she'll lose her Head Girl status." He mulled the situation over in his head. "They'll not be friends will they now, Crabbe and Goyle, I mean." "Probably not. At least Crabbe's going home for Xmas. Goyle and me are staying here. My mother wants me to stay here with her as father just lets me do what I want, which leads to me ending up in trouble. I mean how was I to know that muggles can't breathe underwater! Hey! What will you be doing?" "Dunno, depends on her Royal Majesty, Amarinne's mood. I want to stay here though with you. Plus there's the Yule Ball. Why isn't Crabbe staying?" "His parents are taking him to visit relatives in Canada. There's a massive wizarding colony there, apparently. It'll be great if we can stay together. We can sit by the fire, all cuddled up. Mmmmm, nice thought." "We'll see. Now, let me get on with my DADA homework, or your mum will skin us both!" She kissed him as he got up. She knew that there was all weekend to do her homework, but she also knew that he would distract her and they'd find something better to do. He knew it too.
He decided to call in on his mother, they hadn't spoke properly in ages. Plus he wanted to ask her about his dream. His dreams had never been like that before and he didn't understand what it meant. He left the library and walked through the building to his mother's room, passing Potter and Weasley on the way. They scowled at him as he strolled past, muttering something to each other. "What's your problem, Malfoy? Why is it that your lot always get out lot into trouble? Hermione's going to have her title stripped off her now, coz of your bloody mate!" Ron yelled at him. "Nowt to do with me. I can't help it if she's a Muppet and gets HERSELF into this situation. Maybe if she wasn't so up her own arse she'd not think that she's above the rules. And I know, Goyle had his part to play in it, but its not like he has any image to keep up, has he?" He snarled back. "Git!" He heard Ron mumble, as well as many other unrepeatable words. He turned and walked onto his mother's room. Those two really did his nut in! Still! He had his mother's cups of tea to look forward to.
When he entered his mother's room, a great sense of relief filled his mind. He began to tell her all about the dream, Orienne, Crabbe, Goyle and the mudblood. She paused him for a moment and said, "The dream was probably nothing. You know you have a vivid imagination. As for your friends, they'll get over it in time, just keep out of it all and don't take sides. Your friend Orienne seems like a nice girl, even if she is an Elemental. Always hand in her homework in on time, nicely done too. She's very clever - nearly as much as that Granger girl. My my, hasn't she gotten herself into trouble. She's going to lose her Head Girl position. If you want I can put in a good word for your 'girlfriend'," his mother smiled teasingly as she said it, " to get the job. She is perfect for it. Just think you could be dating the new Head Girl!" His mother's analysis of the situation made the near future seem a whole lot brighter. He grinned at his mother and took a huge bite out of an almond muffin.
He spent the rest of the day with his mother and left for dinner in the Great Hall at 6pm. Anya was sat at the end of the Slytherin table with a few of her close friends. He face was relatively pale compared to her puffy, red eyes from her crying. Her friends were all hugging her and telling her that he wasn't good enough for her and that it was typical of a lad like him to do this to her. Draco walked over to them and gave her a massive hug. "Everything will be ok! He didn't deserve you." He gave her a small grin. "Yeah I hope so. Oh Draco! Why did he.?" She broke down in tears again. He put a hand on her head and hugged her again. "I don't know, Anya, I just don't know." After a moment he signalled to one of her friends and they sat her down again. Her friends began the task of coaxing her to eat. Draco sat alone. Crabbe was in DT and Goyle was probably still sat in Snape's office getting roasted by his parents. He chucked for a minute. Goyle's parents were mental compared to his. They were sure to kill him! He was thinking when the lights seemed to go out. He realised that all he could see was blue tinged darkness. "Guess who," a female voice, that sounded very familiar, came floating into one ear. "Let me see.! I know, its. Misty? No? OK then, err, Patsy? Or perhaps its." "Don't joke with me Malfoy or I'll soak you with a click of my fingers!" She removed her hands and folded her arms in mock disgust. "My dear Orienne! Would that be with a flood of compliments?" He winked at her and pulled her onto his knee. She scuffed up his hair, so he tickled her in the ribs. They were both giggling and kissing each other, when Snape entered, a shamefaced trio of Year 13s behind him.
"I have an announcement to make. Due to certain events that have taken place, it has become my duty to inform you all, that Miss Hermione Granger is no longer Head Girl. With the requests of a certain teacher, this prestigious position goes to. Miss Orienne Solstice of Hufflepuff."
Malfoy picked her up and spun her around, planting kisses on her face in the process. He carried right up to the Teacher's Table and set her down in front of Snape and Dumbledore, who awarded her with the shining silver badge. "Oh My God! Look Draco!" she was glowing with pride. "I'm dating the Head Girl! WOW!" He took her hand and led her to the exit. "Come on! Let's have a celebratory drink by the lake. Butterbeers are on me!"
It was a chilly November night. The sky was cloudy and the moon occasionally peeped out from behind its midnight blue blanket. Malfoy drew his cloak closer around his shoulders, whilst the brand new Head Girl, wore her thick leather coat. It was ever so quiet outside and not a single other person could be seen. It was serene. They walked, hand in hand, around the lake, chatting, until the bell rang, telling them to return to the school. They sighed. It was such a pity that they weren't in the same house. Mind you, if they were, they might meet the same fates as Goyle and Granger, and now that Orienne was Head Girl, they had to be extra careful. If only he had an invisibility cloak, like Potter! Still, they'd still need a consent form from Madame Pomfrey before they did anything, anyway. They stopped outside the Hufflepuff common room to say goodnight. "Congrats and sweet dreams gorgeous," Malfoy kissed her on each cheek and whispered goodnight once more. "'Night Draco," she said before he turned and walked up the stairs to the Slytherin common room and his own bedroom.