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Chapter 4 told by Draco
I felt great after I left the library. Maybe things between Granger and me wouldn't be that horrible after all. It was funny to see her later with Ginny. The look on Ginny's face was as if she had just seen a demon. I was looking into a tin soldier's shield at my reflection pleased that I no longer had the slightest similarity to my father. He treated me to horribly to even be close to a father. My hair fell slightly into my eyes. Thank goodness I didn't have his cold gray eyes.
I now resembled Lupin more than my father, and if he had been there I would be getting the lecture of my life. I laughed. It wasn't a nice laugh, it reminded me much of my father's. I thought perhaps that I was my father. Once again I laughed by this time trying to sound less evil. It worked.
Just then Potter and Ron came by. They defiantly showed their dislike for me. I left to the Slithern common room and didn't come back till dinner. I had not been looking forward to it.
Only one table was there. Well... I wouldn't be sitting alone... but I would be sitting with Harry and Ron. Good ol' Hermoine to the rescue! The only seat left when I got to the table was right next to her and Ginny. I put on what I hoped to be a charming smile and walked.
"Hi Draco!" Hermoine smiled at me as did Ginny, the two boys frowned in shock and anger.
"Hi Hermoine, Ginny." I said it with the most cheerful voice I could muster up.
"Oh good Draco! I was afraid you wouldn't be joining us." Dumbledore smiled down the table at him. I was grateful for that even though I personally dislike Dumbledore's ever-cheerful attitude.
I had heard father mention once that he was the only one the Dark lord was scared of. I had yet to find out why.
Snape's chair was empty. I suspected he was spying for our side but didn't say anything. I really didn't want to admit that I was slightly relieved because I was afraid of what he would think about my change. Why should I care, right? In fact I DON'T CARE!!!!!
Dumbledore decided now would be a great time to mention a few things to us:
1 We are shielded from dark forces temporarily in a spell that surrounds the castle grounds and lake as well as 50meter spans past that.
2 This did not mean that we could run through the forest like screaming bandicoots (what ever that means)
3 To enjoy our selves and try and behave, at least till school starts (I'm innocent so far yippee)
Once during dinner I let my hands dangle at my sides as I thought through everything that had happened to me. I must've looked really sad or perhaps pathetic because the next thing I knew Hermoine's hand was in mine. She didn't look at me but simply blushed. But I was certain that I didn't take her hand. Finally I caught her cinnamon eyes and smiled. She smiled back! All the while Harry and Ron stared unable to see through the table and unable to see her hand in mine. Malfoy there is hope for you!
After dinner they headed to the Griffindor common room laughing and talking while I slowly walked by myself to the Slithern common room.
For some reason the room felt colder. Maybe I just imagined it. No, it was defiantly colder.
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Chapter 4 continued told by Hermoine
Dinner was... well it was dinner. There were high points like when I looked over at Draco. He looked soooooo sad. His eyes fixed on the ceiling looking at the stars. He sighed without even noticing it. Some how I gathered up the courage to quickly slip my hand into his. When I finally looked in to his eyes I was surprised to see him smiling back. Low points included the fact that Harry and Ron spent dinner staring daggers at Malfoy. When they looked at me the stares contained pure confusion.
I felt so bad for him when I saw him walk off sadly alone. Get over it Hermoine! I had to look forward and not look back. Harry and Ron were back to normal as soon as we left the great hall.
Harry chased Ginny up the stairs. He was tickling her madly and they both fell over in the middle of the hall. Harry got up and sat on top of as she screamed mercy and he continued tickling her any way. I heard Ron sigh quietly. I couldn't imagine how it would feel to have your best friend like your sister. I felt like he needed a hug or something to cheer him up. OH NO!
I can see it now...Rita Skitter's interview with Hermoine Granger: Hogwarts' top student who madly has a crush on every guy to walk the Earth. HA HA HA! I am going mad aren't I? Wait I like everyone except Voldermort. Yes, I am now use to saying his name.
As we reached the common room and parted into our separate dorms I was glad to see Ginny in such a good mood. She asked me about dinner. I tried to shrug it off with no luck. My smile gave it away instantly. We talked for an hour or so and she and I said good night. I tried to sleep, but couldn't. Finally I gave up deciding to go for a walk around the lake. Grabbing my black cloak and throwing it over my P.J.'s I headed out.
Sneaking out wasn't hard. No Flitch meant no Ms. Norris. No Ms. Norris meant no guards at all. Luckily the common room was empty. I hurried out and started my way around. It was cool and the breezes made my hair flare out. I instantly regretted not changing into something warmer. I was right near the forest now. I was so busy thinking about dinner that I didn't notice the figure in front of me until he noticed me.
"Who's there?" a familiar voice called out. There was a bite to it and I instantly regretted coming out here. It was Draco sitting on a rock. I turned trying to forget what I had just seen so I could go back to my imaginary world where he had turned nice and might've even liked me a little.
"Wait come back, Hermoine is that you?" My heart filtered a little at hearing that. I turned back toward him. Slowly my feet walked over. I left my stomach behind me.
"Yeah... it's me" I said quietly
"Com-ere" he said. I walked over and sat next to him. "What on Earth are you doing out here this late?"
The same could be asked to you." I said. I shuddered as the wind picked up.
"Are you cold?" His arm wrapped around me. I rested my head on his shoulder. He still hadn't answered my question.
"Draco what happened to you, how come you've changed?" A question that had been on my mind all night. He sighed and I thought what looked like a tear slide down his cheek. He brushed it away quickly. He launched a stone out allowing it to skip across the lake. I regretted asking the question knowing how mad it made him.
"Is it that obvious?" I nodded, he continued, "Things haven't been going well at home lately... well actually ever. Father disliked everything about me, so I tried to fit in more. For the past four years I've acted like a jerk to try and stop him." Anger filled his eyes.
"Stop him from doing what, Draco?" A long pause awaited the next answer as if he was deciding weather to tell me or not. In truth I was really afraid to know. The silence was deafening. "You don't have to tell me... Draco."
"No it's just that when my father would... he would hit me Ok?!!!"
The last angry out burst I hadn't expected at all. But I guess I could understand why it would make him mad. It made me mad!
"No! Draco He couldn't! HE Wouldn't! Why would he do that to you? You're his son." By now I had several tears pouring down my face. He hugged me close allowing me to cry in to his robes. Why on earth was I crying? It wasn't me getting hurt. I pictured him being hit by his father. He quietly whispered to me about not having to worry about it anymore, and how it would never have to happen again. This confused me. Little did I know, all of my questions would be answered tomorrow. I knew I really should stop crying. He should be the one crying. When I did look up I noticed that a few tears were silently finding there way down his face. He tilted my chin upward and wiped the tears from my eyes.
"It's getting late and you really should be back at the castle before your friends start worrying about you." He said as he slid down off the rock and then offered a hand to help me.
I accepted, falling clumsily against him. We stayed there like that for a while, and I hoped it would never end. It was strange how safe I felt in someone's arms that I thought until today that had hated me.
We walked back to the castle with his arm around my shoulder. Just as I turned to leave, he hugged me one last time and gave me a soft warm kiss on my cheek.
I skipped all the way back to my bed.
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Chapter 4 told by Draco
I felt great after I left the library. Maybe things between Granger and me wouldn't be that horrible after all. It was funny to see her later with Ginny. The look on Ginny's face was as if she had just seen a demon. I was looking into a tin soldier's shield at my reflection pleased that I no longer had the slightest similarity to my father. He treated me to horribly to even be close to a father. My hair fell slightly into my eyes. Thank goodness I didn't have his cold gray eyes.
I now resembled Lupin more than my father, and if he had been there I would be getting the lecture of my life. I laughed. It wasn't a nice laugh, it reminded me much of my father's. I thought perhaps that I was my father. Once again I laughed by this time trying to sound less evil. It worked.
Just then Potter and Ron came by. They defiantly showed their dislike for me. I left to the Slithern common room and didn't come back till dinner. I had not been looking forward to it.
Only one table was there. Well... I wouldn't be sitting alone... but I would be sitting with Harry and Ron. Good ol' Hermoine to the rescue! The only seat left when I got to the table was right next to her and Ginny. I put on what I hoped to be a charming smile and walked.
"Hi Draco!" Hermoine smiled at me as did Ginny, the two boys frowned in shock and anger.
"Hi Hermoine, Ginny." I said it with the most cheerful voice I could muster up.
"Oh good Draco! I was afraid you wouldn't be joining us." Dumbledore smiled down the table at him. I was grateful for that even though I personally dislike Dumbledore's ever-cheerful attitude.
I had heard father mention once that he was the only one the Dark lord was scared of. I had yet to find out why.
Snape's chair was empty. I suspected he was spying for our side but didn't say anything. I really didn't want to admit that I was slightly relieved because I was afraid of what he would think about my change. Why should I care, right? In fact I DON'T CARE!!!!!
Dumbledore decided now would be a great time to mention a few things to us:
1 We are shielded from dark forces temporarily in a spell that surrounds the castle grounds and lake as well as 50meter spans past that.
2 This did not mean that we could run through the forest like screaming bandicoots (what ever that means)
3 To enjoy our selves and try and behave, at least till school starts (I'm innocent so far yippee)
Once during dinner I let my hands dangle at my sides as I thought through everything that had happened to me. I must've looked really sad or perhaps pathetic because the next thing I knew Hermoine's hand was in mine. She didn't look at me but simply blushed. But I was certain that I didn't take her hand. Finally I caught her cinnamon eyes and smiled. She smiled back! All the while Harry and Ron stared unable to see through the table and unable to see her hand in mine. Malfoy there is hope for you!
After dinner they headed to the Griffindor common room laughing and talking while I slowly walked by myself to the Slithern common room.
For some reason the room felt colder. Maybe I just imagined it. No, it was defiantly colder.
!!!!!!!!!!!(((((()))))!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter 4 continued told by Hermoine
Dinner was... well it was dinner. There were high points like when I looked over at Draco. He looked soooooo sad. His eyes fixed on the ceiling looking at the stars. He sighed without even noticing it. Some how I gathered up the courage to quickly slip my hand into his. When I finally looked in to his eyes I was surprised to see him smiling back. Low points included the fact that Harry and Ron spent dinner staring daggers at Malfoy. When they looked at me the stares contained pure confusion.
I felt so bad for him when I saw him walk off sadly alone. Get over it Hermoine! I had to look forward and not look back. Harry and Ron were back to normal as soon as we left the great hall.
Harry chased Ginny up the stairs. He was tickling her madly and they both fell over in the middle of the hall. Harry got up and sat on top of as she screamed mercy and he continued tickling her any way. I heard Ron sigh quietly. I couldn't imagine how it would feel to have your best friend like your sister. I felt like he needed a hug or something to cheer him up. OH NO!
I can see it now...Rita Skitter's interview with Hermoine Granger: Hogwarts' top student who madly has a crush on every guy to walk the Earth. HA HA HA! I am going mad aren't I? Wait I like everyone except Voldermort. Yes, I am now use to saying his name.
As we reached the common room and parted into our separate dorms I was glad to see Ginny in such a good mood. She asked me about dinner. I tried to shrug it off with no luck. My smile gave it away instantly. We talked for an hour or so and she and I said good night. I tried to sleep, but couldn't. Finally I gave up deciding to go for a walk around the lake. Grabbing my black cloak and throwing it over my P.J.'s I headed out.
Sneaking out wasn't hard. No Flitch meant no Ms. Norris. No Ms. Norris meant no guards at all. Luckily the common room was empty. I hurried out and started my way around. It was cool and the breezes made my hair flare out. I instantly regretted not changing into something warmer. I was right near the forest now. I was so busy thinking about dinner that I didn't notice the figure in front of me until he noticed me.
"Who's there?" a familiar voice called out. There was a bite to it and I instantly regretted coming out here. It was Draco sitting on a rock. I turned trying to forget what I had just seen so I could go back to my imaginary world where he had turned nice and might've even liked me a little.
"Wait come back, Hermoine is that you?" My heart filtered a little at hearing that. I turned back toward him. Slowly my feet walked over. I left my stomach behind me.
"Yeah... it's me" I said quietly
"Com-ere" he said. I walked over and sat next to him. "What on Earth are you doing out here this late?"
The same could be asked to you." I said. I shuddered as the wind picked up.
"Are you cold?" His arm wrapped around me. I rested my head on his shoulder. He still hadn't answered my question.
"Draco what happened to you, how come you've changed?" A question that had been on my mind all night. He sighed and I thought what looked like a tear slide down his cheek. He brushed it away quickly. He launched a stone out allowing it to skip across the lake. I regretted asking the question knowing how mad it made him.
"Is it that obvious?" I nodded, he continued, "Things haven't been going well at home lately... well actually ever. Father disliked everything about me, so I tried to fit in more. For the past four years I've acted like a jerk to try and stop him." Anger filled his eyes.
"Stop him from doing what, Draco?" A long pause awaited the next answer as if he was deciding weather to tell me or not. In truth I was really afraid to know. The silence was deafening. "You don't have to tell me... Draco."
"No it's just that when my father would... he would hit me Ok?!!!"
The last angry out burst I hadn't expected at all. But I guess I could understand why it would make him mad. It made me mad!
"No! Draco He couldn't! HE Wouldn't! Why would he do that to you? You're his son." By now I had several tears pouring down my face. He hugged me close allowing me to cry in to his robes. Why on earth was I crying? It wasn't me getting hurt. I pictured him being hit by his father. He quietly whispered to me about not having to worry about it anymore, and how it would never have to happen again. This confused me. Little did I know, all of my questions would be answered tomorrow. I knew I really should stop crying. He should be the one crying. When I did look up I noticed that a few tears were silently finding there way down his face. He tilted my chin upward and wiped the tears from my eyes.
"It's getting late and you really should be back at the castle before your friends start worrying about you." He said as he slid down off the rock and then offered a hand to help me.
I accepted, falling clumsily against him. We stayed there like that for a while, and I hoped it would never end. It was strange how safe I felt in someone's arms that I thought until today that had hated me.
We walked back to the castle with his arm around my shoulder. Just as I turned to leave, he hugged me one last time and gave me a soft warm kiss on my cheek.
I skipped all the way back to my bed.
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Thanks to all who review!
Find out How Ron will react to all of this mushy stuff next chapter.
Kaylea Stardin
p.s. Action is coming!
