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Chapter 5The invisibility cloak tight around his body, Draco stepped out of the portrait hole.
" Who's that?" The Fat Lady asked surprisingly. Draco ignored her and tiptoed quickly down the cold dark corridor. Where was he to go from here?
The Slytherin common room, Draco thought almost immediately, his quick feet pursuing the moonlight cast on the floor and carrying him away from the Gryffindor common room. He passed creepy Mrs. Norris while hurrying down the marble staircase, and almost ran through the entrance hall, and into the dungeons.
As he reached the invisible door to the Slytherin common room, he whispered, "Mudblood Yuck" and the wall opened to let in the invisible Draco.
The fire in the common room was still lit and roaring. Draco heard voices coming from the high-backed chairs, which were conveniently facing the opposite direction, and the inhabitants of each did not see the door open.
Draco approached the chairs, where Avery, Crabbe, Goyle, and Nott sat.
Ah, he thought, my true friends. He placed himself in an empty chair next to Avery.
" Yeah, he's been acting real strange," Nott said, fiddling with the torn velvet fabric on the chair. " I'll bet he's real pissed 'cause his mommy hasn't sent him sweets in a while."
Draco smiled. Who could he be talking about? He wondered.
" Or hair potion," said Avery, smirking. " Have you seen his hair lately? It's a mess…"
Draco cast his mind over the people he knew in Slytherin. Who were they talking about?
" Too bad Sir Draco Malfoy went to bed so early. We didn't get a chance to hear him brag about all the seventh year girls who all fancy him," said Nott. He scoffed annoyingly. " Yeah, right. More like hate him. Where does he get the stupid idea they like a slimy git like him?"
Draco went rigid in his chair. Are they talking about… about me? He looked from Avery to Nott to Crabbe and Goyle. They seemed rather indifferent, as if they talked like this all the time.
" At least he doesn't boss you around," said Crabbe very suddenly, looking almost sad.
Goyle piped in. " Yeah, if he tells me to do one more thing for him, I'll ---- er----,"
" Curse him…" Crabbe finished.
They spoke quite slowly in a drawling manner, as if having to think very hard to make a statement. Even Draco knew that on the rare occasions they said something, it was quite worthwhile to hear them out.
Upon hearing part of this conversation, Draco was livid. His blood simply boiled beneath his skin, and he had the strongest urge to tear off the invisibility cloak and curse each person so badly they would never be able to talk about him so insultingly ever again…
More than angry, he made his way down to their dormitory, where Harry was peacefully sleeping in Draco's bed.
" Fixus," he muttered, pointing his wand at Harry's silvery hair. The untidy strands flew back into place, sleek and neat.
He then proceeded to light a small and inextinguishable green fire in the beds of Goyle, Crabbe, Avery, and Nott. He made sure to put another spell on the fires to prevent them from spreading before proceeding back up to the common room in a most satisfied mood.
He approached the top of the stone staircase and emerged into the quiet common room, where his four "friends" still sat in their chairs, unaware of the fires that were burning through their sheets at that very moment.
With a loud gasp, Crabbe pointed his fat finger in Draco's direction, who abruptly turned around to see what was wrong. There was, however, nothing behind him.
Nott, Avery, and Goyle turned their heads in the direction, and each of them gasped as well.
It slowly and painfully dawned on Draco that it was he who Crabbe pointed to. He had left the invisibility cloak in the dormitory, and furthermore, there was another very upsetting problem: They thought he was Harry.
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Although immensely angry and shocked at finding none other than famous and much hated Harry Potter, a Gryffindor, in their Slytherin common room at midnight, Avery, Nott, Crabbe, and Goyle took much satisfaction in marching red-faced Harry (Draco) deeper into the dungeons to Snape's office.
Avery knocked loudly.
" Who's there?" an annoyed and rebuking voice finally answered.
" Professor Snape, it's me, Richard. We're here to report somebody," said Avery with too much glee.
" It can wait!" Snape barked. " Go back to bed!"
" But, sir," said Nott in a most unctuous tone that bothered Draco greatly. " We found him sneaking around the Slytherin common room… and he's a Gryffindor!"
" Who is it?" Snape asked through the door, sounding a little more interested.
" Harry Potter, sir."
There was silence as the students (even a very nervous Draco) waited for Snape's reply. The sound of Snape's approaching footsteps on the opposite side of the door was the sound of impending doom to Draco. In a normal situation, where he was himself, Draco did not worry about being punished by Snape, for it was obvious Snape favored him, even among the Slytherins.
But with six years of being in Harry's Potions class, it was common knowledge to Draco that Snape absolutely abhorred Harry, which to Draco's current disappointment, was helped by him. He regretted making Harry look bad to Snape, for it had apparently come back to bite him in the ass now…
" Mr. Potter…" said Snape's drawling voice as the door creaked open. He looked as if Christmas had come early. " Do explain…"
Avery, rocking back and forth on his feet in excitement, told Snape he found him in the Slytherin common room. " He was poking around, sir. I don't know why though…"
" Potter, what in the world were you doing?" Snape asked.
Draco knew that no matter what he said, it would only make matters worse, so he chose to remain silent and look cowardly at his feet.
" I'll bet he was spying! Or... ooh! Professor Snape! We saw him come up from the dormitories! Maybe he did something to our rooms… or Draco!" Nott said excitedly.
Snape's face changed from amused to serious. " Draco was there? Let us go investigate."
Nott, Avery, Crabbe, and Goyle led the way quietly, while Snape trailed behind, standing very close to Draco, not tearing his eyes off him.
" Potter," he whispered in a voice the others couldn't hear. " You always did think rules were below you, considering you got away with the things you did. Big- headed, aren't you? Well, don't think you can get out of this one." His voice dropped even lower and was dangerously close to disappearing into thin air. " I've caught you, Potter, and this time, there's absolutely no way out."
Draco was in no way used to way Snape spoke to him, and felt his bravery leave him through his throat, which was locked up and prevented him from saying a word.
Soon, they were in the common room, then descending the stairs to the dormitory, then in the dormitory.
On every bed but Draco's was a large green fire burning through the velvet sheets, their long flames dancing dangerously close to the stone ceiling.
Everybody but Draco's eyes widened and Nott screamed, " MY BED!"
" Hydrondium!" Snape bellowed and water shot out of his wand at great pressure towards the fires. And yet, they still burned. " Enchanted fires," Snape muttered before shouting " Douses!" The flames almost immediately died down and disappeared.
Snape turned to Draco while Crabbe and Goyle hurried to where Harry slept, checking to see if he was okay.
Draco didn't need to be told he was in a huge amount of trouble.
Harry stirred in his sleep; he heard voices and opened his eyes slightly. He saw Goyle and Crabbe hovering over his bed. The room was dark and smelled oddly of smoke. Harry sat up and opened his mouth to scream but stopped himself in time. Avery and Nott were at the door, and alongside them stood a very angry looking Snape and… himself.
Harry had to remind himself that the boy was actually Draco. Nevertheless, he said his thoughts aloud. " What is he doing here?"
" Mr. Malfoy, Potter has snuck in here tonight and stupidly planted fires on everybody's bed, no doubt for his own amusement and unaware of the fact that he could have hurt anybody," Snape said, almost kindly to him.
Harry was still numb with shock. He tired to process the information in his head and clarify everything.
Draco had snuck down the Slytherin dormitory and set fire to the beds? It didn't make any sense to Harry.
" Come, Potter. You will be far worse than punished for this. You've crossed the line." Snape jerked his head towards the door and Draco slowly made his way out of it, Snape following and slamming the door behind him.
Harry's head spun wildly. Was this a dream? He laid himself back on his bed, ignoring everybody else, who was asking hastily if he was okay.
Malfoy's got me in so much trouble, he thought. He covered his face in hands and groaned loudly. And I'm stuck in Malfoy's body and there's nothing I can do…Damn him!
" Are you all right, Draco?" Crabbe asked timidly from next to him and Harry managed to mutter a strained yes through his hands.
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