Draco began to get ready to go to Hogsmeade. "Come on already, Draco!
It's taken you an hour just to get ready to go to Hogsmeade. What's taking
so long?" Goyle yelled into the dormitory.
"Just wait a second!" Draco started walking towards them.
"Finally. Now can we go?" Goyle smarted.
"Don't sass me, Goyle." Draco retorted. "Listen, this is the plan, when we go to Hogsmeade we'll have a butterbeer or two and then both of you will go follow Harry and his petty little friends. I'll be waiting for you at Honeydukes. You got that?"
"Yes." They both said.
"Good, we'll be off then." Draco said, leading the way. Soon they were in Hogsmeade along with the rest of the 5th years. "Remember, you have to stick with the plan, stay unnoticed, and whatever you do, don't let food get you off track." Crabbe and Goyle nodded as they found a table to sit at. "3 butterbeers please," Draco ordered.
"Yes sir, coming right up. So how are you liking Hogwarts so far this year?" the young waitress asked them.
"Just fine, ma'am." Goyle answered.
"Yeah, just fine." Crabbe said.
"It's the same as usual. Nothing but foul scar wearing fools like Harry Potter." Draco replied sounding miserable.
"I see," the waitress nodded. "Looks like your butterbeers are ready." She handed them each a mug of butterbeer.
"Thank you." Draco muttered. "Hurry up and drink cause we don't have long."
"What exactly is the point of following Potter and spying on him?" Goyle asked.
"You are such a bloody idiot. So we can find out what he's planning against us." Draco said. Crabbe and Goyle had finished their butterbeers and got up. "3 hours and we'll meet up at Honeydukes." Draco just sat there watching the door until suddenly the young waitress that had served him sat down opposite him. "Can I help you?"
"You're Draco Malfoy aren't you?" she asked.
"Maybe, what's it to you?" Draco smarted.
"You look just like your father," she smiled.
"Why does everyone say that? I look nothing like that horrible bastard." Draco coldly said. "Who are you anyway?"
"Taryn Potter." She smiled and held out her hand.
Draco's mouth dropped open in surprise. "Excuse me ma'am, perhaps I heard you wrong. I thought you said Taryn Potter."
"Indeed, you heard me correctly." She said.
He shook her hand and said, "Well, then it's very nice to meet you Taryn."
She looked just like her brother, Harry. She had long dark brown hair that touched to her butt, fair skin, bright electrifying green eyes, there was very few things that were different between them. In Draco's opinion she was the most beautiful thing that ever walked the earth. "Gosh, I don't know what to say."
"Neither do I." Draco smiled. "Are you really…Potter's sister?"
"Yes, I am. I've never really met him, but I've learned enough about him. From what I hear he's a good student, he's madly in love with some girl named Hermione Granger, all the other girls adore him, and that the two of you are arch enemies." Taryn replied.
"Well the truth about Potter is that the girls only want his money, not him. I wouldn't doubt it if he were in love with that Mudblood, Granger. He's not that good of a student, the only reason he gets good grades is because the teachers either feel sorry for him or they adore him so much just because he played with a knife when he was younger." Draco spat.
"Hmm. That's quite interesting to hear. And I supposed you and him are best buddies?" she asked sarcastically.
"Absolutely not! I would have nothing to do with Potter or any of his sort." Draco was now drawing the attention of the others in the bar.
Taryn started giggling. "Ok, ok. You don't have to get all huffy about it. So, is my brother here at Hogsmeade today?"
"Yes. He's right there." Draco said, pointing to Zonko's practical joke shop. "You know, you two are the ones that look alike, not me and my father."
Taryn blushed at Draco's comment, "Well I wouldn't know, I've never actually met him."
"Can we talk about something other than Potter? Just the thought of him ruins my appetite." Draco said.
"Certainly." She replied. "So, why is it that you hate your father so much?"
"I don't hate him so much, I loathe him. You think that the Malfoys have the dream life, but it's not even close to that. As far back as I can remember my father would beat me and my mother. My parents would get into nightly brawls that would end in my mother curled up in the bathroom in a puddle of blood. Me, I used to be smart enough to stay away from my father. Sometimes I couldn't help it and he'd just find some stupid and petty reason to beat on me. He didn't care if one day after a night of him beating me, I was found dead. He didn't care if it killed my mother. Money, power, and pleasure are what he thinks are the keys to happiness. If you probably wouldn't have been there when my father caught me listening outside the door, then he would have killed me. I know he would have." Draco explained to her.
"Whoa. That seems harsh. He didn't seem at all like that with me." Taryn said, shocked by what she had just been told.
"That's how he is. First he'll appear to be the nice, friendly, charming man. He'll continue that act until he gets tired of toying with you, that's when he'll start doing it to you. My mother would have held out a lot longer, but she learned of something about my father and was going to tell the authorities about it. That's when my father started beating her. And you better hope that your baby isn't a girl." He said.
"Why?" she asked.
"He'll kill it." Draco could barely swallow because the lump in his throat was so tight.
She gasped and saw the look on Draco's face. "Come with me. I think you need some fresh air," she said while taking him outside.
"I'm fine," he pushed her hand off his shoulder. "You could never imagine how sick of a man he really is. He's a death eater for God's holy sake. He kills people for the fun of it. He does things to people, to women that are so horrible it hurts to try and think about it."
"I'll be mind of that next time I'm around him then. Now can we talk about something different?" she asked.
Draco nodded. "Here comes Potter right now. He's the one in the middle. To the left there's Weasley, and to the right is Granger."
As Harry, Ron, and Hermione came closer, Ron noticed Taryn with Draco. "Oh great! There's Malfoy, and look, he's got a girlfriend with him." Ron groaned.
Harry started laughing, but Hermione gave him 'the look'. "Do you two have to complain about everything?"
"Maybe." They both said.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Potter, Weasel, and Granger all here to meet our acquaintance." Draco said tauntingly.
"Shut up Malfoy." Ron shouted.
"Don't order me around Weasley." Draco smirked.
"Why don't you and your little girlfriend here leave us alone? We didn't do anything to you." Ron smarted.
"Why don't you go fuck a donkey?" Draco smarted back. "And just so you know, she's not my girlfriend."
Ron's face was hot with anger. "Just shut up Malfoy or you'll be sorry," he shouted, clenching his fists into balls.
"What are you gonna do? Hit me? Ooh, I'm just so scared." Draco smirked.
Ron was fixing to take a swing at Draco's face, but Harry and Hermione held him back. "Come on Ron, we don't have time for Malfoy and his sort anyway." Harry said, dragging them away.
"What are you aiming at Potter?" Draco asked, wiping the smirk off his face.
"You heard me Malfoy," Harry shouted.
"I'm going to kill you Potter!" Draco screamed as he ran towards Harry and punched him in the face. Harry landed on the ground, his glasses 3 feet away. He was practically blind; one eye was all squinched up, while the other was all blurry.
"Get off him you slimy git!" Ron yelled at Draco.
"Shut up Weasley!" Draco yelled back.
"STOP THIS NONESENSE NOW!" Taryn suddenly yelled, pulling Draco and Harry apart. "You three, go back to whatever it was that you were doing. And Draco, you just come with me. There's no need for such fighting over such stupid things."
"I'm sorry to say, but I hate your brother. I never did like him." Draco said hatefully, making sure that Harry was out of earshot.
"I don't see where you get the need to fight just cause you don't like him. I mean, I went to Durmstang and not once were we taught to fight with someone just because we disliked them." Taryn said.
"You're a girl though, girls aren't supposed to fight. You also seem different. You seem more like your brother, like you'd just be another stupid Gryffindor." Draco spat.
"I wouldn't know, I've never really met him except for a few minutes ago. And I still didn't get to really know him." She replied.
"Oh well, I could care less for your brother and whether he dies or not, so let's just drop that subject. We just can't seem to talk about anything can we?" he asked sarcastically.
"Apparently not," she laughed. "Lets just talk about ourselves, as if we were complete strangers. Well, we are, but still, act as if you did when you met your two friends for the first time."
"Ok, that will be kind of hard, being as you are a girl." Draco paused for a moment to gather his thoughts, "Why exactly were you working at Madam Rosemerta's?"
"For many reasons. The first being that your father didn't want it discovered that I was to have his child. He figured that if I were working in the office with him, then someone would find out somehow. The second reason was because it's the only wizarding community left and I didn't feel like living with a bunch of muggles. They tend to be a little too nosey if you ask me. The third reason was so that I could possibly meet you, and I figured that we might as well know each other if I'm to have your brother or sister. There are too many reasons to name, but those were the main ones." She explained to him.
"They sound like pretty good reasons to me." Draco said. He didn't know exactly what way to feel about Taryn and her being in Hogsmeade. He thought she was beautiful, nice, caring, and actually understood him. And she was definitely a major step up from Pansy. On the other hand, she was Harry's sister, she was 18 and pregnant with a 35 year old's child, that 35 year old was his father, and he didn't exactly know whether or not to trust her. "What are you going to name the baby?"
"I'm not sure. Probably something noble sounding. Perhaps Rugosthan, Darrion, or Stanton if it's a boy. And if it's a girl, then Jazlyn, Dakota, or Lexi." She replied.
"I doubt you'll be able to use the girl names, so I'd be focusing on the boy names," Draco said. "I've already told you about that anyway, so there's no need to go back to the subject. So, are there any questions you're going to ask me?"
"Would you like some sweets?" she asked handing him some candy. "There's not much I really have to ask you. I pretty much know your life's story, and some of the cracks in between there."
"How so?" Draco asked curiously.
"Well, working at the ministry. I looked up your file. You know, they have a file for every wizard alive, and who ever has lived. And trust me, there are a LOT of those." She said slightly laughing.
They continued to walk together and talk for another hour or so before Taryn went back to Madam Rosemerta's and Draco met up with Crabbe and Goyle in Honeydukes.
"What did you two find out?" Draco asked.
"No, what did you find out?" Goyle said in return. "We saw you with that girl. She was hot."
"Yeah, she was hot." Crabbe added.
"Don't get your hopes up, she's Potter's sister." He told them.
"Potter's sister?" Crabbe and Goyle said in unison.
"But how is that possible? I thought he didn't have any family except those muggles." Goyle continued.
"Well we all thought wrong. You guys can't tell anyone about this. Not even Potter knows it is his sister. He thinks that she's my girlfriend or something. Stupid little prat." Draco muttered.
"We won't." they both promised.
"Well, I guess we better head back to Hogwarts, it's starting to get dark." Draco suggested as they headed back to the castle.
"Just wait a second!" Draco started walking towards them.
"Finally. Now can we go?" Goyle smarted.
"Don't sass me, Goyle." Draco retorted. "Listen, this is the plan, when we go to Hogsmeade we'll have a butterbeer or two and then both of you will go follow Harry and his petty little friends. I'll be waiting for you at Honeydukes. You got that?"
"Yes." They both said.
"Good, we'll be off then." Draco said, leading the way. Soon they were in Hogsmeade along with the rest of the 5th years. "Remember, you have to stick with the plan, stay unnoticed, and whatever you do, don't let food get you off track." Crabbe and Goyle nodded as they found a table to sit at. "3 butterbeers please," Draco ordered.
"Yes sir, coming right up. So how are you liking Hogwarts so far this year?" the young waitress asked them.
"Just fine, ma'am." Goyle answered.
"Yeah, just fine." Crabbe said.
"It's the same as usual. Nothing but foul scar wearing fools like Harry Potter." Draco replied sounding miserable.
"I see," the waitress nodded. "Looks like your butterbeers are ready." She handed them each a mug of butterbeer.
"Thank you." Draco muttered. "Hurry up and drink cause we don't have long."
"What exactly is the point of following Potter and spying on him?" Goyle asked.
"You are such a bloody idiot. So we can find out what he's planning against us." Draco said. Crabbe and Goyle had finished their butterbeers and got up. "3 hours and we'll meet up at Honeydukes." Draco just sat there watching the door until suddenly the young waitress that had served him sat down opposite him. "Can I help you?"
"You're Draco Malfoy aren't you?" she asked.
"Maybe, what's it to you?" Draco smarted.
"You look just like your father," she smiled.
"Why does everyone say that? I look nothing like that horrible bastard." Draco coldly said. "Who are you anyway?"
"Taryn Potter." She smiled and held out her hand.
Draco's mouth dropped open in surprise. "Excuse me ma'am, perhaps I heard you wrong. I thought you said Taryn Potter."
"Indeed, you heard me correctly." She said.
He shook her hand and said, "Well, then it's very nice to meet you Taryn."
She looked just like her brother, Harry. She had long dark brown hair that touched to her butt, fair skin, bright electrifying green eyes, there was very few things that were different between them. In Draco's opinion she was the most beautiful thing that ever walked the earth. "Gosh, I don't know what to say."
"Neither do I." Draco smiled. "Are you really…Potter's sister?"
"Yes, I am. I've never really met him, but I've learned enough about him. From what I hear he's a good student, he's madly in love with some girl named Hermione Granger, all the other girls adore him, and that the two of you are arch enemies." Taryn replied.
"Well the truth about Potter is that the girls only want his money, not him. I wouldn't doubt it if he were in love with that Mudblood, Granger. He's not that good of a student, the only reason he gets good grades is because the teachers either feel sorry for him or they adore him so much just because he played with a knife when he was younger." Draco spat.
"Hmm. That's quite interesting to hear. And I supposed you and him are best buddies?" she asked sarcastically.
"Absolutely not! I would have nothing to do with Potter or any of his sort." Draco was now drawing the attention of the others in the bar.
Taryn started giggling. "Ok, ok. You don't have to get all huffy about it. So, is my brother here at Hogsmeade today?"
"Yes. He's right there." Draco said, pointing to Zonko's practical joke shop. "You know, you two are the ones that look alike, not me and my father."
Taryn blushed at Draco's comment, "Well I wouldn't know, I've never actually met him."
"Can we talk about something other than Potter? Just the thought of him ruins my appetite." Draco said.
"Certainly." She replied. "So, why is it that you hate your father so much?"
"I don't hate him so much, I loathe him. You think that the Malfoys have the dream life, but it's not even close to that. As far back as I can remember my father would beat me and my mother. My parents would get into nightly brawls that would end in my mother curled up in the bathroom in a puddle of blood. Me, I used to be smart enough to stay away from my father. Sometimes I couldn't help it and he'd just find some stupid and petty reason to beat on me. He didn't care if one day after a night of him beating me, I was found dead. He didn't care if it killed my mother. Money, power, and pleasure are what he thinks are the keys to happiness. If you probably wouldn't have been there when my father caught me listening outside the door, then he would have killed me. I know he would have." Draco explained to her.
"Whoa. That seems harsh. He didn't seem at all like that with me." Taryn said, shocked by what she had just been told.
"That's how he is. First he'll appear to be the nice, friendly, charming man. He'll continue that act until he gets tired of toying with you, that's when he'll start doing it to you. My mother would have held out a lot longer, but she learned of something about my father and was going to tell the authorities about it. That's when my father started beating her. And you better hope that your baby isn't a girl." He said.
"Why?" she asked.
"He'll kill it." Draco could barely swallow because the lump in his throat was so tight.
She gasped and saw the look on Draco's face. "Come with me. I think you need some fresh air," she said while taking him outside.
"I'm fine," he pushed her hand off his shoulder. "You could never imagine how sick of a man he really is. He's a death eater for God's holy sake. He kills people for the fun of it. He does things to people, to women that are so horrible it hurts to try and think about it."
"I'll be mind of that next time I'm around him then. Now can we talk about something different?" she asked.
Draco nodded. "Here comes Potter right now. He's the one in the middle. To the left there's Weasley, and to the right is Granger."
As Harry, Ron, and Hermione came closer, Ron noticed Taryn with Draco. "Oh great! There's Malfoy, and look, he's got a girlfriend with him." Ron groaned.
Harry started laughing, but Hermione gave him 'the look'. "Do you two have to complain about everything?"
"Maybe." They both said.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Potter, Weasel, and Granger all here to meet our acquaintance." Draco said tauntingly.
"Shut up Malfoy." Ron shouted.
"Don't order me around Weasley." Draco smirked.
"Why don't you and your little girlfriend here leave us alone? We didn't do anything to you." Ron smarted.
"Why don't you go fuck a donkey?" Draco smarted back. "And just so you know, she's not my girlfriend."
Ron's face was hot with anger. "Just shut up Malfoy or you'll be sorry," he shouted, clenching his fists into balls.
"What are you gonna do? Hit me? Ooh, I'm just so scared." Draco smirked.
Ron was fixing to take a swing at Draco's face, but Harry and Hermione held him back. "Come on Ron, we don't have time for Malfoy and his sort anyway." Harry said, dragging them away.
"What are you aiming at Potter?" Draco asked, wiping the smirk off his face.
"You heard me Malfoy," Harry shouted.
"I'm going to kill you Potter!" Draco screamed as he ran towards Harry and punched him in the face. Harry landed on the ground, his glasses 3 feet away. He was practically blind; one eye was all squinched up, while the other was all blurry.
"Get off him you slimy git!" Ron yelled at Draco.
"Shut up Weasley!" Draco yelled back.
"STOP THIS NONESENSE NOW!" Taryn suddenly yelled, pulling Draco and Harry apart. "You three, go back to whatever it was that you were doing. And Draco, you just come with me. There's no need for such fighting over such stupid things."
"I'm sorry to say, but I hate your brother. I never did like him." Draco said hatefully, making sure that Harry was out of earshot.
"I don't see where you get the need to fight just cause you don't like him. I mean, I went to Durmstang and not once were we taught to fight with someone just because we disliked them." Taryn said.
"You're a girl though, girls aren't supposed to fight. You also seem different. You seem more like your brother, like you'd just be another stupid Gryffindor." Draco spat.
"I wouldn't know, I've never really met him except for a few minutes ago. And I still didn't get to really know him." She replied.
"Oh well, I could care less for your brother and whether he dies or not, so let's just drop that subject. We just can't seem to talk about anything can we?" he asked sarcastically.
"Apparently not," she laughed. "Lets just talk about ourselves, as if we were complete strangers. Well, we are, but still, act as if you did when you met your two friends for the first time."
"Ok, that will be kind of hard, being as you are a girl." Draco paused for a moment to gather his thoughts, "Why exactly were you working at Madam Rosemerta's?"
"For many reasons. The first being that your father didn't want it discovered that I was to have his child. He figured that if I were working in the office with him, then someone would find out somehow. The second reason was because it's the only wizarding community left and I didn't feel like living with a bunch of muggles. They tend to be a little too nosey if you ask me. The third reason was so that I could possibly meet you, and I figured that we might as well know each other if I'm to have your brother or sister. There are too many reasons to name, but those were the main ones." She explained to him.
"They sound like pretty good reasons to me." Draco said. He didn't know exactly what way to feel about Taryn and her being in Hogsmeade. He thought she was beautiful, nice, caring, and actually understood him. And she was definitely a major step up from Pansy. On the other hand, she was Harry's sister, she was 18 and pregnant with a 35 year old's child, that 35 year old was his father, and he didn't exactly know whether or not to trust her. "What are you going to name the baby?"
"I'm not sure. Probably something noble sounding. Perhaps Rugosthan, Darrion, or Stanton if it's a boy. And if it's a girl, then Jazlyn, Dakota, or Lexi." She replied.
"I doubt you'll be able to use the girl names, so I'd be focusing on the boy names," Draco said. "I've already told you about that anyway, so there's no need to go back to the subject. So, are there any questions you're going to ask me?"
"Would you like some sweets?" she asked handing him some candy. "There's not much I really have to ask you. I pretty much know your life's story, and some of the cracks in between there."
"How so?" Draco asked curiously.
"Well, working at the ministry. I looked up your file. You know, they have a file for every wizard alive, and who ever has lived. And trust me, there are a LOT of those." She said slightly laughing.
They continued to walk together and talk for another hour or so before Taryn went back to Madam Rosemerta's and Draco met up with Crabbe and Goyle in Honeydukes.
"What did you two find out?" Draco asked.
"No, what did you find out?" Goyle said in return. "We saw you with that girl. She was hot."
"Yeah, she was hot." Crabbe added.
"Don't get your hopes up, she's Potter's sister." He told them.
"Potter's sister?" Crabbe and Goyle said in unison.
"But how is that possible? I thought he didn't have any family except those muggles." Goyle continued.
"Well we all thought wrong. You guys can't tell anyone about this. Not even Potter knows it is his sister. He thinks that she's my girlfriend or something. Stupid little prat." Draco muttered.
"We won't." they both promised.
"Well, I guess we better head back to Hogwarts, it's starting to get dark." Draco suggested as they headed back to the castle.