Harry Potter and the Evil Twin

Chapter 12: Water Demons

Draco Malfoy awoke the next morning with a pounding headache. For some strange reason, he couldn't remember what he had done last night, but a vision of breaking glass, and a hooded figure kept on passing through his mind. He stretched and yawned and looked around the room. And then Draco felt something very strange. He felt like he was all wet. As Draco looked down, to his horror, he saw his white hospital gown was all ripped and torn and soaked with red blood. As Draco felt around for the source of the blood the pain finally hit him. He touched his back with his hand, and Draco felt a large gash on his back with blood pouring from it. Struggling to fight back the tears of pain, Draco tried to cry out to Madam Pomfry. "M-Madam Pomfry," he cried in a barely audible tone. Luckily for Draco, at the very moment, Madam Pomfry stepped out of her office.

"Good lord," she muttered running over to him. Madam Pomfry looked Draco over trying to find out where the blood was coming from. As she turned him over, she saw blood pouring through the tattered white gown. Removing the soaked clothing, Madam Pomfry saw exactly where the blood was coming from; a large x-shaped cut running all the way down Draco's back. Reaching for a towel form her back pocket, Madam Pomfry held it over the wound. "Draco give me your hand," she said and he obeyed. "Now hold this on tightly while I go get more bandages." Madam Pomfry ran into her office quickly, looking for some for some gauze tape to wrap the wound up with. When she returned, Madam Pomfry first cleaned out the cut and then wrapped the gauze tape around Draco's stomach and back. She left the room for a minute and came back in carrying a glass with a fizzing liquid inside. "Now Draco, this will help take the pain away," she said tipping the liquid into his mouth. "I wasn't really expecting this to happen, so I had a meeting scheduled for today and I'm going to be gone for quite a bit. The best thing to do is to sleep again," After Draco had sipped down the scalding potion, Madam Pomfry reached for her bag, walked through the door, and locked it.

Draco Malfoy sat blot upright. He was feeling much better then yesterday, but in his mind, something was not right. Every night, Draco knew he had gone out, but he had know idea where. He wondered why he would do this, and came to the conclusion that he had been forced. Every morning Draco would wake up with some kind of injury. He had thought the first one was bad enough, but now his front and backside was marked with giant x-shaped wounds. Every time Draco got close to remembering what had happened, has head would start to pound until he stopped thinking about it. Just then, Draco had an idea that he was sure would work. He climbed out of bed, but to his surprise, he didn't feel any immediate pain. That's probably because I'm to worried to think, Draco thought sourly. As Draco looked downward to see the casts on his left leg, he noticed he was only standing in his boxers.

Looking around for something to where, Draco noticed Neville Longbottom sleeping silently five beds down from him. Draco crept silently down to where Neville lay, and noticed a suitcase sitting on a chair next to the bed. Looking through it, Draco saw some books, a card (from Neville's Grandmother), and to Draco's luck, a pair of pants and a shirt. Since Draco was quite skinny and Neville was rather chubby and tall, the shirt hung loosely around Draco's neck and the pants barely stayed on his waist. Draco looked around the room. What he needed was his wand. Draco walked into Madam Pomfry's office and desperately searched for his wand. Finally, he found it lying with his blood soaked robe lying in a cabinet. Returning to the door, Draco mumbled the spell that would unlock it, and quietly crept down the hallway, careful not to be seen.

As Draco walked down the hallway, he looked up at the clock. 9:56, Draco thought. Perfect timing, she'll be leaving any minute. Draco hurried, as fast as you could hurry with a broken leg, to an empty classroom that was near the entrance to Hogwarts. He walked over to the window and peered out at Hagrid's hut where the Gryffindors and Syltherins had just finished their Care of Magical Creatures Class. Draco waited until he saw the students enter the school and then rushed back to the door and opened it a crack. He waited quietly until he saw her pass. "Hermione," Draco whispered hoping that she could hear him.

"Hey guys," Hermione said recognizing the voice that had called her. "I'll catch up with you in the Common Room, okay?"

"Yeah sure. See you Hermione," Harry said waving her good bye along with Ron.

"Hermione in here," Draco said opening the door a little more. Hermione slowly walked towards the door wondering why on earth was Draco Malfoy calling her and mostly, why had he skipped class.

"What Malfoy?" she said in a rather annoyed tone. She was about to scold him about missing class but she stopped as she saw all the cuts and bandages on him. "Oh, my god!"

"Yeah, I know the cloths are kind of baggy but their Neville's," Draco answered in his usual mocking tone.

"Not the clothes, you prick. What happened to you?" she asked reaching out for his arm to see the bandages. He tried to pull away, but she was quicker. "Oh my god Draco, this is serious."

"It's nothing," he lied pulling away from her and rubbing his wrist, but Hermione was very good at telling when people were lying.

"What's that?" she asked pointing to his neck. Unfortunately for Draco, Neville's T-shirt was very big on him and revealed to top part of Draco's x-shaped scar.

"It's nothing," Draco yelled back at her trying to pull up the shirt.

"Well it is something! You obviously came down here to tell me about it so why don't you just do it!" Hermione screamed at him. Draco was furious at her for being so damm stubborn. He was panning on telling her, but at the moment he just couldn't for some reason.

"Fine, Hermione. You really want to know what happened? I'll tell you," Draco replied so angry at her that he pulled up his shirt revealing the large scar and the gauze tape that was wrapped around his stomach. "I have no fucking idea what happened! You're guess is as good as mine. But something did happen! Every night, something or someone makes me go out at night and do something. And every morning I wake up with some kind of injury!" Draco was so angry at whoever was doing this that he was taking it out on the only person that truly wanted to help him, Hermione. Draco walked over and kicked the desk so that it toppled over. He glanced back at Hermione and saw that she had a scarred look on her face. "Oh god, Hermione. I'm sorry. You're right. I did come here for your help," Draco said defeated, sliding into one of the desks. "And the truth is, I need your help. I don't know what's happening."

Hermione relaxed a bit. She knew Draco wasn't angry with her, it's just his sudden anger scared her. "I want to help you Draco," Hermione spoke up. "And if you want me to, I will."

"I do," Draco looked back up at her. "I need your help. I, I don't know what's happening."

"I have an idea, but we'll wait until you're out of the hospital wing. I think you should get back there for now," Hermione suggested.

"Alright. Thanks, Hermione. I'm sorry if I scared you," he replied sincerely. Hermione helped Draco up from the chair and the two of them walked out of the classroom and into the hallway. As they rounded the corner, heading towards to hospital wing, they accidentally bumped into Ron Weasley.

"Malfoy," Ron growled as he saw Draco walking with Hermione. "Hermione, what are you doing with him?" Ron took a closer look at Malfoy and noticed he was all bruised up. "What the hell happened to you? Did your dad beat the crap out of you again." To Ron, this statement was incredibly funny.

"Nice Robes Weasley," Malfoy snarled. "Did your parents go bankrupt again? I guess they had to scrounge in the trash for your clothes." There was a pause and both boys looked like they were about to kill each other. "I'm sorry about that, Hermione, but I'll leave you and Weasley alone." With that, Malfoy turned and limped his way back to the hospital wing.

"What were you doing with him?" Ron asked baffled.

"None off you're business Ron," she replied and stormed off. "Boys," she yelled back at him. "I'll never understand them!"

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Harry Potter and Ron Weasley quickly grabbed their books and rushed off to their second Defense Against the Dark Arts class. They're first class had been very interesting with Professor Andrews. To Harry, she seemed quite mysterious with her long brown hair and bright green eyes. In their first class they had learned about Demons. Today they were going to learn how to fight Water Demons. The two turned the corner and headed into the classroom, just as the bell was ringing. Harry took a seat next to Hermione, but Ron turned away. Hermione was still mad at him from before. Instead, Ron took a seat next to Dean and Seamus. After a few moments, Professor Andrews entered the classroom carrying a large covered cage.

"Good morning students," she said smiling. "As I said the other day, today we are going to learn how to fight the Water Demon. Now, who can tell me why the Water Demon is harmful to us?" Instantly Hermione raised her hand. "Yes, Hermione."

"The Water Demon is found near the ocean and lures tourists to its hideout when they look into its eyes. The Water Demon also posses the power to change its voice so that it can sound like anyone it wants," Hermione finished up with her dictionary like answer.

"Yes, that is correct Hermione," Professor Andrews said. "Now, if you ever come in contact with a water Demon, the only way to get rid of it is by making it look at its own reflection. Dd you all bring a little mirror as I instructed?" The class nodded and everyone held up their mirrors. "Very good. For a demonstration, I'll go first. The best way to fight the demon is to look into your mirror to see where it is. When you see him, close your eyes and aim the mirror at the demon." She walked over to the cage, unlocked it, and quickly pulled something out. "Class don't look at the demon. Use your mirror to see our reflection."

The class obeyed, afraid they would all be zapped into the demons hide out. They all watched in the reflection of the mirror, at the little blue thing that Professor Andrews had pulled out of the cage. Hermione looked disgusted. To her it was one of the ugliest thing in the world. Professor Andrews put her mirror in front of her face. The class watched as she got right in front of the demon, closed her eyes and thrust the mirror out in front of it. As the Water Demon stared into the mirror, there was a loud noise and the demon vanished leaving a cloud of blue dust on the floor. The whole class clapped.

"Now who would like to go next?" Professor Andrews asked looking down at her class list. Nobody raised his or her hand. "How about, Harry Potter."

"Ok, sure," Harry said reluctantly picking up his mirror from the table. Professor Andrews walked back to the cage and picked up another Water Demon. Harry pulled his mirror up to his face, along with the rest of the class, and starred at the demon through the glass. Harry was about to make his move when the demon disappeared. Harry looked around the room, through the mirror, very confused.

"Hey Harry!" Ron called.

"No! Professor Andrews called at Harry, but it was too late. Harry spun around taking the mirror down from his face and looked into the eyes of the Water Demon, who had pretended to be Ron. Harry, realizing he had made a major mistake, tried to look away but he could take his eyes away form the demon. He started to feel dizzy and then he felt very strange. He looked down and saw that his feet were and hands were starting to dissolve. Harry couldn't move. He was rooted to his spot. Harry, along with the rest of the class, watched in horror as he gradually dissolved into thin air.

The End (until next time)

Ok, how was this story? I know your all wondering, WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN TO HARRY. I'm sorry if cliffhangers make you mad, but you're all just going to have to wait until the next story. In that one you'll find out what had happened to Harry and someone else will be returning to Hogwarts…(your never going to believe that one) Until next time,

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