Chapter Twelve
Something to do with Harry...
"Draco." Professor Snape called after getting over the shock that he had seen Draco grinning. A thing Draco hadn't done for at least 11 years if not more.
Draco froze and slowly turned away almost all traces of the grin gone. "Yes sir?"
"Come to my office for a moment we need to talk."
"Ok sir."
Draco silently followed Snape into his freezing dungeon office.
"Take a seat Draco."
Draco did as he was told. "All right."
Snape looked at Draco for a moment. He had watched this boy - well he wasn't really a boy anymore - grow up. He had always been good friends with Lucius Malfoy even in school.
"What do you wish to speak to me about, sir?"
"Draco you do know my name and you know I don't mind if you call me by it. I don't call you Mr. Malfoy except around other students."
"Ok Severus. What did you wish to speak to me about?"
"That Weasley girl."
Draco's blood ran cold. "W-what about her?"
Snape studied Draco's reaction noting the boy actually seemed human now instead of the emotionless death eater his father wanted him to be. "Draco no need to worry. Just answer a few questions and I won't bother bringing your father into this."
Upon hearing the words 'your father' Draco became the cold teenager the Severus Snape knew. "Bring my father into what?"
"Draco do not try to fool me. I have seen you with her! If you don't cooperate I will be forced to inform your father." Severus hissed. "Now tell me the truth!"
Draco gave him a cold look. "You want to know the truth? You really want to know the truth? For sixteen years I have been forced to endure beatings, threats, and every other horrid thing possible! And for once in my life I'm actually happy! But of course that's just wrong all because she's a Weasley! Well I don't give a damn what my father thinks anymore because I'm tired of never being able to do anything right! My father can just go to hell along with all you other bastards who never tried to stop him!" Draco yelled all this quite loudly and the strode calmly to the door but his hand had just touched the knob when
"Draco."
He turned furiously around. "Yes?"
"I'm sorry." Snape said quietly.
"For what?" Draco spat.
"For not helping you or your mother."
Draco blinked. No one ever apologized to him for that. "How do you know about my mother?"
"It's obvious. All the bruises she has and all of that... but Draco there's something you should know."
"What?"
"It's about your father. You'll never look at Harry Potter the same again."
"Ok..."
An hour later
"What the hell?!" Could be heard echoing through the school.
"Shh. Don't be so loud Draco."
"But-but it can't be possible!" Draco stammered still in shock for the startling news he had found out.
"Think about it Draco. It's very possible."
"But I don't want to think about it! It's too disgusting. And if it is true why has father never told me or mother?"
"Because she was a mudblood Draco! And it was while your mother and him were married!"
Draco just looked at him blankly. "So."
* * *
"Oh Hermione why can't I stop thinking about him?"
"Because you think you love him." Hermione muttered from behind a very large book.
"I do love him!"
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
Hermione shut her book. "Then you better find a way to tell your mum and dad."
* * *
A/N: You'll find out about this Harry Potter thing later on. If you are smart enough though you may be able to figure it out just using the clues I gave you. I was on a major sugar high when I thought of that.
Something to do with Harry...
"Draco." Professor Snape called after getting over the shock that he had seen Draco grinning. A thing Draco hadn't done for at least 11 years if not more.
Draco froze and slowly turned away almost all traces of the grin gone. "Yes sir?"
"Come to my office for a moment we need to talk."
"Ok sir."
Draco silently followed Snape into his freezing dungeon office.
"Take a seat Draco."
Draco did as he was told. "All right."
Snape looked at Draco for a moment. He had watched this boy - well he wasn't really a boy anymore - grow up. He had always been good friends with Lucius Malfoy even in school.
"What do you wish to speak to me about, sir?"
"Draco you do know my name and you know I don't mind if you call me by it. I don't call you Mr. Malfoy except around other students."
"Ok Severus. What did you wish to speak to me about?"
"That Weasley girl."
Draco's blood ran cold. "W-what about her?"
Snape studied Draco's reaction noting the boy actually seemed human now instead of the emotionless death eater his father wanted him to be. "Draco no need to worry. Just answer a few questions and I won't bother bringing your father into this."
Upon hearing the words 'your father' Draco became the cold teenager the Severus Snape knew. "Bring my father into what?"
"Draco do not try to fool me. I have seen you with her! If you don't cooperate I will be forced to inform your father." Severus hissed. "Now tell me the truth!"
Draco gave him a cold look. "You want to know the truth? You really want to know the truth? For sixteen years I have been forced to endure beatings, threats, and every other horrid thing possible! And for once in my life I'm actually happy! But of course that's just wrong all because she's a Weasley! Well I don't give a damn what my father thinks anymore because I'm tired of never being able to do anything right! My father can just go to hell along with all you other bastards who never tried to stop him!" Draco yelled all this quite loudly and the strode calmly to the door but his hand had just touched the knob when
"Draco."
He turned furiously around. "Yes?"
"I'm sorry." Snape said quietly.
"For what?" Draco spat.
"For not helping you or your mother."
Draco blinked. No one ever apologized to him for that. "How do you know about my mother?"
"It's obvious. All the bruises she has and all of that... but Draco there's something you should know."
"What?"
"It's about your father. You'll never look at Harry Potter the same again."
"Ok..."
An hour later
"What the hell?!" Could be heard echoing through the school.
"Shh. Don't be so loud Draco."
"But-but it can't be possible!" Draco stammered still in shock for the startling news he had found out.
"Think about it Draco. It's very possible."
"But I don't want to think about it! It's too disgusting. And if it is true why has father never told me or mother?"
"Because she was a mudblood Draco! And it was while your mother and him were married!"
Draco just looked at him blankly. "So."
* * *
"Oh Hermione why can't I stop thinking about him?"
"Because you think you love him." Hermione muttered from behind a very large book.
"I do love him!"
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
Hermione shut her book. "Then you better find a way to tell your mum and dad."
* * *
A/N: You'll find out about this Harry Potter thing later on. If you are smart enough though you may be able to figure it out just using the clues I gave you. I was on a major sugar high when I thought of that.
