Chapter Five.
He woke up the next morning with a banging headache. His pillow was on the floor and his duvet was twisted around his body. Another nightmare? No. Just a restless night, wondering how his friends would get their acts together and stop messing each other about. Still he had a Quidditch match to look forward to in three hours. He flung the duvet onto the floor and decided to go for a long, and preferably cold, (oh why wasn't Orienne allowed to stay over!) shower. He undressed to his boxers, picked up his toiletries, and set off for the shower block. He passed a mirror on the way. By hell he needed a shave, facial hair did not suit him. He hadn't bothered yesterday, for obvious reasons, and now looked like he was auditioning for a Dumbledore look-alike competition! Well almost! The shower felt like heaven. The freezing water ran down his light brown back and made soapy puddles on the floor. He would have preferred a hot shower but for reasons beyond his control and his insatiable lust for Orienne, he felt it was more necessary than nicety. He was also looking forward to the match later that day. It was Ravenclaw versus Hufflepuff and naturally, as his girlfriend was from Hufflepuff House, then he was supporting them! After washing, shaving and nearly bleeding to death from cut from his lethal razor, he dressed in black jeans and a grey polar neck for breakfast. He was going to have to put a thermal vest on before the match as the ground was covered in frost and ice. It would be a very cold day and he would be stood in it for a while.
The atmosphere at the Slytherin Table was more subdued than the day before. He noticed that Anya was smiling a little more today. Crabbe had joined him this morning. He was looking a little sheepish and didn't speak much. "So, what did you get then? A month in Azbakan?" Draco had tried to get him to talk. He knew that it was none of his fault. "A months DT's with Snape. Bloody Hell! I really hope she was good enough for all of this. He knew how I felt about her." "What's happening with him then?" "Dunno. Parents were called in. They're set to arrive this morning. He's going to get it off them! Hope he gets suspended. GIT!" "Ummm, I'm not judging anyone. What goes around comes around, my mother said. Anyway we have Quidditch today to enjoy. Forget them two. They deserve each other!" He clapped Crabbe on the back and carried on eating his pancakes.
The match was freezing. Malfoy stood in the Hufflepuff stand and huddled close to Orienne to keep warm. They didn't see most of the match, for obvious reasons, but saw the Hufflepuff seeker catch the Golden Snitch and end the game with scores of 40 to Ravenclaw and 210 to Hufflepuff! He was glad when the match ended after 3 hours and he could go inside for some hot tea and warm muffins in front of the fire with Orienne. Then he remembered that he had to finish his essay on "The Reason Behind Invisibility Potions Remains to Be Seen Because.." He had to write 2ft on this for first lesson tomorrow - Potions with the Gryffindor lot! Great Stuff!!!!!
He spent the next few days soley in Orienne's company. Well, apart from lessons! Every night they would sit in the Slytherin commonroom, by the fire, cuddling and kissing. They were blissfully happy. However, the same could not be said for other students at this time. Crabbe was spening all of his free time with Snape in DT and Golye had been suspended till Christmas. His parents had gone ballistic and had threatened to take him out of Hogwarts. Dumbledore had assured them that he would be punished proficiently by the suspension. It made them all think about how glad they were that Dumbledore decided to return, last year, after leaving at the start of the fifth year. He was a man who believed in second chances. The mudblood was unfortunately allowed to stay and did not get suspended. Well she was 29 lessons in front of the rest of the year anyway so she wouldn't exactly miss out on any work! She was kept in solitary confinement with Snape and McGonnagall. She was also not allowed to the Hogsmeade visit next weekend, or the Yule Ball, much to her dismay. Not that many people would miss her. Malfoy and Orienne were really looking forward to their shopping trip. They had still loads of presents to buy and not forgetting their little surprises for each other! Malfoy didn't really know what Orienne's would be yet, but he knew that he'd find something in the village.
They were almost falling asleep, on the Thursday night before the trip, on the old leather sofa in the Hufflepuff common room, when a third year burst in and began to tell everyone in the room the exciting news. "Everyone! Hot gossip, bout that girl who lost her position as HG to Orienne!" "What? Is it that she's learnt how to conjure up some sense in one of her experiments?" Malfoy said sleepily. Someone threw an old cushion over at the 3rd year girl to make her talk. "Out with it then?" Some one else shouted. "I overheard her tell Parvati Patil, that she thinks she's pregnant. She doesn't want anyone to know who the father is either." The girl grinned. "Probably Goyle's, that's why!" Malfoy muttered into Orienne's ear. She tried not to laugh. "Lets go and find out off Potty and Weasel!" He got up and pulled her out of the room.
They ran down to the Gryffindor common room as fast as they could, to be met by two figures' voices. One of which belonged to Hermione and the other was familiar to the pair, but they just couldn't tell whom. "You fool, why did you tell her? The secret will most defiantly be out now!" "She does not know that it's by you, I didn't tell her." "How did she found out?" "Oh honey, I was scared when I found out that I was late, so I was crying in the loos and she found me and." "I see. Well, there is only one thing for it. The engagement will be announced at the Yule Ball. Don't worry, my love. No one will ever know until them. I promise you. I want this baby as much as you do. I love you; my dear and that will not change as long as I am here with you. Come here." There was silence for a moment, then footsteps were heard. Hermione and the Mystery Man were coming this way. Malfoy and Orienne hid behind a statue, so the pair wouldn't know that they'd been eavesdropping. They walked past without noticing the seventh years huddling behind the stone figure. Orienne looked at Malfoy in complete shock. "Draco," she hissed, "that wasn't any student was it? Did I just lose the plot or was that man with Hermione, discussing the baby, was it. SNAPE?!"
He woke up the next morning with a banging headache. His pillow was on the floor and his duvet was twisted around his body. Another nightmare? No. Just a restless night, wondering how his friends would get their acts together and stop messing each other about. Still he had a Quidditch match to look forward to in three hours. He flung the duvet onto the floor and decided to go for a long, and preferably cold, (oh why wasn't Orienne allowed to stay over!) shower. He undressed to his boxers, picked up his toiletries, and set off for the shower block. He passed a mirror on the way. By hell he needed a shave, facial hair did not suit him. He hadn't bothered yesterday, for obvious reasons, and now looked like he was auditioning for a Dumbledore look-alike competition! Well almost! The shower felt like heaven. The freezing water ran down his light brown back and made soapy puddles on the floor. He would have preferred a hot shower but for reasons beyond his control and his insatiable lust for Orienne, he felt it was more necessary than nicety. He was also looking forward to the match later that day. It was Ravenclaw versus Hufflepuff and naturally, as his girlfriend was from Hufflepuff House, then he was supporting them! After washing, shaving and nearly bleeding to death from cut from his lethal razor, he dressed in black jeans and a grey polar neck for breakfast. He was going to have to put a thermal vest on before the match as the ground was covered in frost and ice. It would be a very cold day and he would be stood in it for a while.
The atmosphere at the Slytherin Table was more subdued than the day before. He noticed that Anya was smiling a little more today. Crabbe had joined him this morning. He was looking a little sheepish and didn't speak much. "So, what did you get then? A month in Azbakan?" Draco had tried to get him to talk. He knew that it was none of his fault. "A months DT's with Snape. Bloody Hell! I really hope she was good enough for all of this. He knew how I felt about her." "What's happening with him then?" "Dunno. Parents were called in. They're set to arrive this morning. He's going to get it off them! Hope he gets suspended. GIT!" "Ummm, I'm not judging anyone. What goes around comes around, my mother said. Anyway we have Quidditch today to enjoy. Forget them two. They deserve each other!" He clapped Crabbe on the back and carried on eating his pancakes.
The match was freezing. Malfoy stood in the Hufflepuff stand and huddled close to Orienne to keep warm. They didn't see most of the match, for obvious reasons, but saw the Hufflepuff seeker catch the Golden Snitch and end the game with scores of 40 to Ravenclaw and 210 to Hufflepuff! He was glad when the match ended after 3 hours and he could go inside for some hot tea and warm muffins in front of the fire with Orienne. Then he remembered that he had to finish his essay on "The Reason Behind Invisibility Potions Remains to Be Seen Because.." He had to write 2ft on this for first lesson tomorrow - Potions with the Gryffindor lot! Great Stuff!!!!!
He spent the next few days soley in Orienne's company. Well, apart from lessons! Every night they would sit in the Slytherin commonroom, by the fire, cuddling and kissing. They were blissfully happy. However, the same could not be said for other students at this time. Crabbe was spening all of his free time with Snape in DT and Golye had been suspended till Christmas. His parents had gone ballistic and had threatened to take him out of Hogwarts. Dumbledore had assured them that he would be punished proficiently by the suspension. It made them all think about how glad they were that Dumbledore decided to return, last year, after leaving at the start of the fifth year. He was a man who believed in second chances. The mudblood was unfortunately allowed to stay and did not get suspended. Well she was 29 lessons in front of the rest of the year anyway so she wouldn't exactly miss out on any work! She was kept in solitary confinement with Snape and McGonnagall. She was also not allowed to the Hogsmeade visit next weekend, or the Yule Ball, much to her dismay. Not that many people would miss her. Malfoy and Orienne were really looking forward to their shopping trip. They had still loads of presents to buy and not forgetting their little surprises for each other! Malfoy didn't really know what Orienne's would be yet, but he knew that he'd find something in the village.
They were almost falling asleep, on the Thursday night before the trip, on the old leather sofa in the Hufflepuff common room, when a third year burst in and began to tell everyone in the room the exciting news. "Everyone! Hot gossip, bout that girl who lost her position as HG to Orienne!" "What? Is it that she's learnt how to conjure up some sense in one of her experiments?" Malfoy said sleepily. Someone threw an old cushion over at the 3rd year girl to make her talk. "Out with it then?" Some one else shouted. "I overheard her tell Parvati Patil, that she thinks she's pregnant. She doesn't want anyone to know who the father is either." The girl grinned. "Probably Goyle's, that's why!" Malfoy muttered into Orienne's ear. She tried not to laugh. "Lets go and find out off Potty and Weasel!" He got up and pulled her out of the room.
They ran down to the Gryffindor common room as fast as they could, to be met by two figures' voices. One of which belonged to Hermione and the other was familiar to the pair, but they just couldn't tell whom. "You fool, why did you tell her? The secret will most defiantly be out now!" "She does not know that it's by you, I didn't tell her." "How did she found out?" "Oh honey, I was scared when I found out that I was late, so I was crying in the loos and she found me and." "I see. Well, there is only one thing for it. The engagement will be announced at the Yule Ball. Don't worry, my love. No one will ever know until them. I promise you. I want this baby as much as you do. I love you; my dear and that will not change as long as I am here with you. Come here." There was silence for a moment, then footsteps were heard. Hermione and the Mystery Man were coming this way. Malfoy and Orienne hid behind a statue, so the pair wouldn't know that they'd been eavesdropping. They walked past without noticing the seventh years huddling behind the stone figure. Orienne looked at Malfoy in complete shock. "Draco," she hissed, "that wasn't any student was it? Did I just lose the plot or was that man with Hermione, discussing the baby, was it. SNAPE?!"