As I wished to write a story about Goyle, I did it. I agree with that statement that is unfinished, so I'm writing second part. It's about him and Hannah Abbott. With this story I'm also giving Hannah a chance for a story.
Disclaimer: None of those Harry Potter characters are mine, but I truly wish they were.
A Story About Draco's Henchman II – Goyle fall s in Love
I was really mad at Draco, but couldn't do anything to him. I didn't even want to think what would Lucius do to my father, if I would touch Draco. So the only thing now I can do was to hope that Hannah is just mad on Draco, and not on me. Probably that was the thing that was preventing me whole day to punch Draco in his head.
After the dinner, where I didn't see Hannah at all, we decided to spend our time in common room. In the far corner, so Pansy can't spot us, Draco was reading "The Daily Prophet", and smirking at everything. Crabbe and me were seated to patronize Draco. You couldn't get to him if you don't pass us. We didn't do anything. We usually never had any will to do anything. Tomorrow we were getting ready to bully Potter during the Potions.
-Look at this – he leaned to show us an article - that stupid Arthur Weasley got Order of Merlin 2nd Class. My father has Order of Merlin 1st class for last fifteen years. – Draco sneered getting back in the chair.
Of course Draco never said the way his father got the title. When the Dark Lord was defeated Lucius framed someone, which was right hand of the Dark Lord. The only person that knows about that is my father and McNair, who also helped him frame the man, and also got the title. From people that didn't have any use of that, and know that secret are: Draco, Lucius's wife Narcissa, who didn't approve that at all, and of course me.
Now lets get back to Hannah. Oh my Hannah, last year she was going out with that Ernie Macmillan. Suddenly I had an idea.
-Hey Draco, - I pulled Draco down from reading an article about his father.
-Goyle, can't you see I'm reading. Did you know that Ministry is suspecting that my father is owner of last Skeletal Death in the world? If he really were, he would be in Azkeban now. – Draco gasped open mouthed at me.
Crabbe suddenly became interested in our talk.
-Is it an amber skeletal mask, with rubies instead of eyes, and sword, instead of tongue? – I said quickly.
-Of course it is. – Draco snapped, but very quietly, and looked around is anyone eavesdropping on us. No was one was close to us. – How do you know about it?
-A week ago your father came to our house. He was very nervous, well more nervous then usual. He needed my father to help him hide it. He said he spent a fortune to get it. – I said. Draco just widened with his eyes. Draco's eyes were gray, but when he was mad or excited they were silver. The same thing happened with his father. Those shiny eyes gave both of them kind of crazy/frantic look.
-What are you saying? And he didn't tell me about that! And you never told me that! – Draco said, trying to come his voice down as much as it was possible.
-Draco I wasn't suppose to know about this. Your father looked so mad that night that if he was saw me looking inside the leather bag, where he brought it, he would kill me – I said slowly. I knew that I couldn't yell at Draco. – If you only saw how your father looked like that night, you could never come close to him without fear that he will kill you.
-Fine. I won't tell him anything about your spying on him, but if you tell this to anyone I swear I will kill you myself. And the same is for you, Crabbe – Draco said, and returned reading the paper.
I knew he wasn't kidding. If either Crabbe or me tell anyone about Lucius, we knew that Draco would kill us. If it would be discovered that Lucius Malfoy had last piece of Skeletal Death on the Earth, he would go straight to Azkeban. I knew how much Draco loves his father, and cared so much about him. Lucius would of course do the same for his son, Draco.
We changed into our pajamas. Crabbe and me never bothered that Blaise and Goran are in the dorminatory, while we are changing. Draco would "take over" the bathroom, so we can't get in to change. Draco could spend hours looking at himself in the mirror. Like his father, he was very vain person. Both of them were really caring about their looks. I remember Draco spending two hours getting his hair combed right way for the Yule Ball, last year.
Before we went to sleep, Draco called us to make revision of how will taunt Harry during potions. When I told him that we should also bully Ernie Macmillan tomorrow, he just nodded with his head.
Tomorrow was beautiful day. The sun was shining, but first period were the Potions, held inside dark, and cold dungeon.
We seated ourselves in the second row. I guess that Draco just choused that table cause we were sitting with Danielle and Hildegard. Pansy threw dirty look at Hildegard while she was passing. Hildegard as always didn't seem to notice Draco at all. She was busy gossiping Parvati and Lavender with her friend, Danielle. Draco acted like he didn't care is Hildegard looking at him, but with a small part of his eye he was looking at her.
Snape came in, and shouted the dungeon door with loud bang. Almost everybody jumped.
-Well, well… school hasn't even started properly, and our fellows Gryffindors are talking. I'm taking twenty points from Gryffindon, cause you were talking. And I'm giving Slytherin twenty points cause they were silent. – He said.
Draco smirked. For the first time in his life Hildegard looked at him and smirked back, she was the one that talked most. Then suddenly Draco was under the table, and looking for something. I think that he blushed, and that he didn't want anyone, especially Hildegard to see him red. Because of this Snape assigned us, the Slytherins to do an easy potion, while Gryffindors got particularly hard one.
In the middle of the class, Draco realized that our plan for taunting Harry is a bad one, and he gave up. I think that he didn't want to do it in front of Hildegard, in case it goes wrong, and Harry makes a full from Draco, once again.
During the second period, no one else then Prof McGonagall came in, and started talking to Snape. Then she turned around to us, and waved with her wand to make us all silent.
-I'm here to inform you that the ball will be held at Hogwarts once again. Its not like last year's Yule Ball. Just Hogwarts students will attend, and the age doesn't matter. Like last year you'll have a date. Now if you'd excuse me I have lots of other classed to inform about this.
-Oh no, oh no – Danielle was telling herself.
-What? - Hildegard asked her. Draco looked at her direction.
-Oh no! I don't have a date! – Danielle said.
-Well of course you don't. – Said Hildegard.
-Oh no, oh no. I have to go somewhere – Danielle said, and run away from the classroom.
-Where is she going? – Asked Snape, and not even waiting for the answer run after Danielle Erickson.
-Hildegard who are going with? – Draco suddenly asked her. Both Crabbe and me looked at him. He never asked anyone anything like that. Last year Pansy was the one that invited him.
-I don't know. – She said. – I still have to see.
-Well I'm not going with anyone – Draco said.
-Great. Don't worry I want tell Pansy about you. You can count on me. – She said.
-Well I wandered, you know if none of us don't have dates, I thought that we should go, you know together – Draco somehow said, and then again got under the table searching for something.
-Well it's fine with me – she said.
-Really – Draco said, and jumped, but hit his head on the table. Then he stood up clutching the spot where he hit himself.
Hildegard just laughed.
It's easy for Draco to get any girl that he wants. He was rich, handsome, and smart… and what am I? An ugly and infamous "bodyguard" of Draco Malfoy, kid with most powerful father in whole school.
I'm sure that even if Draco didn't get any courage to ask Hildegard out, he would ask his father to go to Hildegard's father, and do favor to Draco.
And there she is. She is just talking to that horrible Macmillan. He is not anything at all. And then I look at myself. If I myself would have to make decision between him, and me I would chouse him.
Draco suddenly elbowed me, very hard.
-What are you doing Goyle? We ate our dinner. C'mon lets hide and wait till that Ernie Macmillan finish with his dinner. Then when he heads alone toward the common room, we can make him surprise – Draco laughed maliciously. Crabbe and me copied him.
We hid around the suit of armor, and waited in empty hall for him. He was going slowly, and little jumping while he was walking. He was of course alone.
Draco walked out, and Goyle and me barred, so he wasn't able to go anywhere, without passing us. When Draco approached him he said:
-Hello.
-What do you think you are doing? – He said in his terrified voice.
-Nothing. Talking to a dunderhead. – Draco sneered.
-Oh and do you know what you are? You are just an idiot. I guess you don't even have a date for a ball. Or who is it? Pansy? I pity her cause she has crush on you – Ernie said, trying to be brave. He knew that we will just bully him, and that we can't give him any serious injuries.
-Oh you bet! I'm going with Hildegard Belmont, have anything against it. And as you see I am popular, not like you. – Draco smirked.
-Did you have to send your daddy to Damien Belmont, so he can ask him instead of you? – Said Ernie. Draco didn't say anything. He just motioned with his hand to me, and that was a sign. I grabbed Ernie for back of his robes, and raised him in the air. He squealed.
-Who are you going with Macmillan? – Asked Draco in, what surely could be defined as cynical voice.
-Hannah Abbott, and let me down – Draco motioned me to let him down, but I didn't obey him. He is going with Hannah, he will pay me. I started beating him up, with all strength I could muster. Malfoy and Crabbe were looking at us, and no one dared to come closer. Then I suddenly felt a strong force, taking me away from him. And I felt fainting. I hit my head on the wall, while I was flying.
-Gregory, Gregory… - I felt a heavy hand on my shoulder. I knew it's my father. He was the ONLY person that called me by my first name. Both Malfoys call me and my father just by our last name; Crabbe, well Crabbe he doesn't talk much, he calls me Goyle, also; all other people in the school call me Goyle: teachers, students, friends, if I have any…
I opened my eyes. My father was standing above me. He wasn't mad. His face was red, and he seemed totally unsurprised.
I looked better around me. I was in the hospital wing, and my father and me, we were alone there.
-Gregory sit up – he said in his dull voice, and helped me sit on my bed.
-Father, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to… - I started.
-Gregory I know. I know everything. Son of Lucius Malfoy told me everything what happened.
-Is Malfoy mad at me cause I didn't obey him – I asked. I knew that nothing good could happen if Draco is mad at me. If Draco is mad at me, it automatically meant that Lucius is mad at my father.
-No, he is surprised. Gregory are you… I never ever had a serious talk with you in my whole life, did you attack that boy because he was going to the ball with that girl, what her name was… Hannah Abbott? – My father looked at me with his black eyes.
I nodded with my head. He smiled and hugged me.
Next day I thought about it. I was determined to it. No one will stop me from that.
I entered the Great Hall, while everybody had breakfast. I came to the Hufflepuff table. Everybody was staring at me. Malfoy was curious why didn't I come straight to him, why am I at the Hufflepuff table.
I got in front of Hannah, she stared at me blankly. I got on my knees, and got the ring out of my robes. Everyone were silent. I cleared my throat.
-Hannah Abbott, would you like to marry me? – Everybody in the hall gasped. I saw with the corner of my eye that Malfoy is muttering something to Hildegard, who placed her hand on his shoulder, and seemed fonder of him then usual. Harry Potter, with his two friends, whose names I never properly knew, was talking to themselves. Other students were staring open mouthed at Hannah, and me.
-I don't know. I'm too young for marriage. But if you insist, I can go to the ball with you – she said.
I smiled. She was so pretty. I loved her.
-Of course. – I said. For first time in my life I wished that my voice wasn't so dull.
I just came closer, and we linked our arms. Then we went outside the hall. Everybody was still staring at us. Now Draco and Hildegard were so deep in their conversation, which it almost seemed that they are hugging each other, by the way they were standing. Both of them had look of pure terror on their face. The last thing I saw was Pansy glancing maliciously at two of them.
We got onto the grounds, and we were walking. We didn't say a word. Her prettiness was indescribable. Then we sat by the lake, and we were silent. We were silent all the time. Words were too much for me.
Words were too small to describe the way I love my Hannah.
~The End of Part II~
This was hard. Today my school started, and I'm so tired. I have to go through the downtown to get to it. It's about 17 subway stations away, plus then I have to use bus after. I think I'll die.
I'm not sure about next part. By the way I'm not really looking forward to write part about Crabbe, cause I though he was gay. And then, even if it's not vulgar story, even if I just say about him and what he is, and what he feels, I'll have to write story R.
~*Maria*~