Nothing is ever what it seems to be

Nothing is ever what it seems to be



Draco Malfoy looked around his common room, the fire slowly dying, and his fellow housemates had already went to bed. He looked down at his right hand, the hand that held his 'Head Boy' badge, and shook his head.

"Worthless. I can not do a damn thing, and yet I'm supposed to---"

"Mr. Malfoy, you don't need to be up this late," a familiar voice said from the enterence of the the Slytherin Common Room.

"Professor, what are you doing in here?" Draco replied, staring at the fire, not even to bother to turn around, for he already knew who it was. Professor Severus Snape, the head of the Slytherin house, and the Potions Master for Hogwarts, school of Witchcraft and Wizardary.

"I believe I have to ask you the same question, Mr. Malfoy." Snape replied.

"I couldn't go to sleep, thats all." Draco quietly said.

Snape nodded and quietly slipped from the Common Room. "Professor, why are you up? Professor?" Draco said as he spun around and saw nothing. "I must be....I need some sleep...." Draco said as he climbed down the stairs that led to the Boys' Dormatories.

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The next morning in the Great Hall, at the Gryffindor table, excitement was running all up and down the table.

"Do ya reckon that he croaked," a excited 2nd year boy squeaked.

Ron Weasley look at the 2nd year. "I wouldn't bet on it. Even if he did, he would pull a Binns and just continue to torture us anyway."

"Good point, Ron. Though, a Snape-free Hogwarts is always on on my list of 'Ways to Improve Hogwarts' besides co----" Harry Potter started.

"Harry, they will not allow that. They told you 'No' last year and I'm sure that they'll tell you the same answer this year. Besides, you two need to start studing for your N.E.W.T.s anyway. You should've started studing for them last year, like I did." Hermione Granger said, obivously proud of her 'Head Girl' status, in a matter-of-fact tone, and pouring some pumpkin juice into her goblet.

"'Moine, we got until June, its not like they're tomorrow," Ron complained.

Hermione put down her goblet and looked at Ron. "Thats exactly what you said about the O.W.L.s, Ron, and looked how you did on that."

Harry looked at his two best friends and sighed. "Why do I get the feeling as if I'm being dragged back into time to our first year when thats all you two did? Wait---You fight all the time in 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, and last year as well."

"We didn't fight all the time, Harry. Just...A bunch of random times," Ron stated.

"Good save, Ron," Hermione said, her tone dripping with sarcaism.

Harry chuckled to himself and noticed that Dumbledore was standing up, which was rare since the last battle against You-Know-Who nearly left him dead. "Quite you two...." Harry said to hush them.

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Draco Malfoy scanned the Head Table from the Slytherin table for his favorite Professor. He was sitting at the head of the table, as usual, with Crabbe and Goyle, on either side of him. He looked over at the other tables, the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, quite as usual, and then at the Gryffindor, which the sound of their conversasions could be heard all around the hall.

Draco looked back up to the Head Table, hoping that his eyes were decieving him, when a large owl landed in front of him.

"Malfoy," Goyle grunted, "there is an owl in front of you."

Draco relunctaly tore his eyes from the table and to the owl. He immedinatly recognized that it was his Mother's, as well, it had the Malfoy crest on the parchment. He took the parchment away from the owl, whose name was Rose, and walked out of the Great Hall.

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Ron looked at Dumbledore and noticed that Malfoy was leaving, he elbowed Harry, but only to be elbowed back.

"It has come to most of your attention that one of our staff members are not with us today. All Potions classes will be cancled today, but anyone that would like to go ahead and do the lesson that you would have please come to the Head Table before you go to your first class. So, when the time comes for your usual Potions class, report to your homeroom, and find a useful way to use your free time." Dumbledore slowly said and sat back down in his seat, and the noise of the Great Hall rose back to its normal rate.

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