Whirling around, Hermione came face to face with Ron followed by Harry, and
she choked in surprise.
"Ron! Harry!" She exclaimed, definitely shocked, but for some reason also happy to see them. Draco's eyes narrowed with anger and annoyed suspicion.
"What are you two doing here?" he demanded in a haughty voice.
"I might ask you the same question." Harry replied, his green eyes boring into Hermione's. For some reason, he seemed to be accusing her. But, Hermione thought, he doesn't know the whole story. She looked at Ron. His brown eyes seemed to burn with some unknown emotion. Hermione found herself blushing furiously. Draco noticed this and became angrier than ever, and he drew himself upright, then practically exploded.
"How could you come here after what happened!? You could have lead him to us! What were you thinking!? You've put us all in peril! Death comes! And what about Harry? How could you bring him when Voldemort's tracking us!? He's trying to kill us so you decide to give him Wonderful Scar-boy here as well!"
Draco seemed to be accusing Ron now, who flinched at the sudden attack. Hermione placed a hand on Draco's arm, and saw Ron bristle with jealousy at this action. For some reason, this mattered to her, and she removed it. She told Harry and Ron everything that had happened since they all last saw each other at the Ball, and when she had finished, they stood staring at her and Draco with their mouths open in shock.
"So , now you..." Draco's comment at Harry and Ron was cut off when a sudden noise came from the outer room.
"They're here some where!" bellowed an angry voice. Draco's face drained of colour as he recognised the voice of his father. Harry's face soon did the exact same as Draco's, when he recognised the voice that followed.
"That son of your's was to be my heir Malfoy! You said he was the one! But...now we hunt for him to destroy him and those with him." It was Lord Voldemort, the most evil wizard of all time.
"We have to go!" Draco hissed, fearful. His self-confidence had been shattered, swept away in one swift moment. "It's my father and Voldemort!" He ran to the window and lifted it silently, climbing on to the balcony. Everyone followed, watching as he dropped lightly to the ground. Once they were all at ground level, Draco dashed down the street, followed by the others. All were aware that they were now without any of their supplies, save the wands. Harry fervently wished he'd thought to bring his invisibility cloak. He was, however, relieved that he had used a school broom to find Hermione and Draco and not his firebolt, as it would have surely been the end of his precious broom. they ran several blocks, their feet pounding heavily along the pavement. Suddenly, Draco gave a sudden gasp of pain, and doubled over.
"Ron! Harry!" She exclaimed, definitely shocked, but for some reason also happy to see them. Draco's eyes narrowed with anger and annoyed suspicion.
"What are you two doing here?" he demanded in a haughty voice.
"I might ask you the same question." Harry replied, his green eyes boring into Hermione's. For some reason, he seemed to be accusing her. But, Hermione thought, he doesn't know the whole story. She looked at Ron. His brown eyes seemed to burn with some unknown emotion. Hermione found herself blushing furiously. Draco noticed this and became angrier than ever, and he drew himself upright, then practically exploded.
"How could you come here after what happened!? You could have lead him to us! What were you thinking!? You've put us all in peril! Death comes! And what about Harry? How could you bring him when Voldemort's tracking us!? He's trying to kill us so you decide to give him Wonderful Scar-boy here as well!"
Draco seemed to be accusing Ron now, who flinched at the sudden attack. Hermione placed a hand on Draco's arm, and saw Ron bristle with jealousy at this action. For some reason, this mattered to her, and she removed it. She told Harry and Ron everything that had happened since they all last saw each other at the Ball, and when she had finished, they stood staring at her and Draco with their mouths open in shock.
"So , now you..." Draco's comment at Harry and Ron was cut off when a sudden noise came from the outer room.
"They're here some where!" bellowed an angry voice. Draco's face drained of colour as he recognised the voice of his father. Harry's face soon did the exact same as Draco's, when he recognised the voice that followed.
"That son of your's was to be my heir Malfoy! You said he was the one! But...now we hunt for him to destroy him and those with him." It was Lord Voldemort, the most evil wizard of all time.
"We have to go!" Draco hissed, fearful. His self-confidence had been shattered, swept away in one swift moment. "It's my father and Voldemort!" He ran to the window and lifted it silently, climbing on to the balcony. Everyone followed, watching as he dropped lightly to the ground. Once they were all at ground level, Draco dashed down the street, followed by the others. All were aware that they were now without any of their supplies, save the wands. Harry fervently wished he'd thought to bring his invisibility cloak. He was, however, relieved that he had used a school broom to find Hermione and Draco and not his firebolt, as it would have surely been the end of his precious broom. they ran several blocks, their feet pounding heavily along the pavement. Suddenly, Draco gave a sudden gasp of pain, and doubled over.