Signing she walked on. Looking up she realised where she was. The dungeons were really cold and dark. She didn't know the dungeons all to well. Most of the Slytherins did, but Hermione didn't spent much time here.
Hermione looked around. This was a dead end. Only a big stone wall was in front of her. That was strange. She turned around and wanted to go search for the stairs to go back to the Gryffindor Tower, when she heard something. Turning around quickly she gasped when the wall opened and Draco Malfoy walked out of it. Hermione saw the Slytherin common room disappear behind the wall.
"Granger! What are you doing her?" He growled.
Hermione looked terrified for a moment, but then recovered. She had to tell Malfoy about the prophesy now, if she wanted or not. It wasn't easy to think of a way to tell Malfoy this.
Hermione just stood there, doing nothing but staring.
"You can't stay here! If the other Slytherins see you..." He said. Hermione thought she saw something like concern, but decided it was just the usual hate.
"Thank you for worrying about me, Malfoy, but I'll be fine, thank you. We need to talk," Hermione said as calmly as possible, but she knew that she had sweat on her face and that she was red all over her face. Usually she could stay calm, but this time it was different. Staying calm in the present of teachers and her friends was something very different than Malfoy.
"Talk about what?" He sneered.
"Just talk! Now come with me or I'll report this! Not listening to a prefect isn't very smart," Hermione said, feeling the power she had now that she was made a prefect.
Malfoy glared at her and walked away from the Slytherin common room, letting Hermione follow him. After five minutes of walking they stood in front of a big mirror, that reached the ground. Malfoy took his wand and tapped on the mirror as he whispered a word. Where a second ago their reflection were, changed into a small room. Malfoy walked in, followed by Hermione. The mirror changed into glass again, so that Hermione and Malfoy weren't visible from the outside. It was as big as a small living room, with a couch and a couple of old chairs.
"I'm sure this is important," said Malfoy dangerously.
"It is." Hermione took a deep breath before starting to talk. She told him about the prophesy and that they were chosen to get powers, because of the planets and stars. Malfoy looked at her with his grey eyes and Hermione felt something in her stomach, but ignored it. "If we work together we will have a great power. Professor Dumbledore told me that if we learn to join forces we can be a big help defeating Voldemort."
Malfoy looked at her in anger. "Why would I want to kill Voldemort? I am evil! I am a Slytherin! I am a Malfoy!" He almost screamed. He was red instead of his usual pale colour.
"You are not fooling me, Malfoy," Hermione said, trying to not be afraid of an angry Malfoy. "Professor Dumbledore told me about your father. I'm sorry about that. I really hope we can work together."
To Hermione's surprise Malfoy got tears in his eyes. She had never seen him so sad.
"It's not only my father," he said slowly. "After he killed my father he captured my mother. Voldmort has always found her beautiful and special. I don't know what he did to her, but I know she's alive. Maybe she's happy now, with the Dark Lord in his hiding place."
"Don't talk like that!" Said Hermione. "She was married with your father. Why would she ever be happy with him?"
"Have you never seen my mother?" Draco Malfoy asked. "She has been unhappy for as long as I can remember. My father has done terrible things to her. Maybe Voldmort will treat her better!"
Hermione signed. "I don't know. Voldemort must be much more evil than your father."
"I guest so," Malfoy said.
"But Draco, if we are together we can maybe save her and than you and your mother can finally be happy!" Hermione tried. Why wouldn't Malfoy just say yes?
"Since when are you calling me Draco?" He asked, with a bit anger and confusion.
"Since now! Can't you see? Terrible things are happening and you can change that! If you help Dumbledore, Draco Malfoy will become a name to remember as a hero, not as a monster your father was."
Malfoy signed. He looked really tired. He was probably tired of his life. He had surely had a more terrible life than Hermione.
"I'll think about it," said Malfoy, looking Hermione straight in the eyes. "I don't know if you're telling the truth, but I'll find out. I have to go now."
He tapped the mirror with his wand and stepped out of the secret room. Hermione waited for a couple of minutes, thinking. She really hoped Draco would except. He could change his life for good.
Hermione tapped the glass with her wand and walked up the stairs, into the Hall. All she needed now was a good sleep. After that she would start her homework. There were still so many things to do.
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Sorry for not writing for so long! I have been really busy. I thank everybody for reviewing. Here is a personal thanks to everybody.
Thanks to: ~Kstarr74~ ~Book-Lover-210~ ~Juliet~ ~AngelGaze~ ~Chrissy~ ~babyangel~ ~Volcana~ ~Indiana Jones: sorry, I'll try to write slower.~ ~Jamiegirl: well, I can't write difficult anyway, I'm not very good in English.~ ~Jen 20069~ ~Tris-Briar Fan: alright alright alright!~ ~Day a~ ~Allee kat~ ~ticle the Dragon~ ~HermionePotter162~ ~Unholy Deity~ ~Li-chan~ ~Claire~ ~Chrissy: Thank you for helping me with the story!~ ~Ankle: I tried not to move to fast and tried to write more detail in this chapter. I hope it's alright.~ ~Allee kat: thank you for reviewing two times!~ ~suzanne~ ~Krissy~ ~Li-chan: Thanks for reviewing the other chapter to!~ ~snitch boy~ ~Tara~ ~kristina~
I hope it's alright that I wrote those things about Draco's mother. It sounds a bit stupid, but I wanted Draco to hate Voldemort more than for just killing his father. Please don't write reviews about how stupid it is!
Hermione looked around. This was a dead end. Only a big stone wall was in front of her. That was strange. She turned around and wanted to go search for the stairs to go back to the Gryffindor Tower, when she heard something. Turning around quickly she gasped when the wall opened and Draco Malfoy walked out of it. Hermione saw the Slytherin common room disappear behind the wall.
"Granger! What are you doing her?" He growled.
Hermione looked terrified for a moment, but then recovered. She had to tell Malfoy about the prophesy now, if she wanted or not. It wasn't easy to think of a way to tell Malfoy this.
Hermione just stood there, doing nothing but staring.
"You can't stay here! If the other Slytherins see you..." He said. Hermione thought she saw something like concern, but decided it was just the usual hate.
"Thank you for worrying about me, Malfoy, but I'll be fine, thank you. We need to talk," Hermione said as calmly as possible, but she knew that she had sweat on her face and that she was red all over her face. Usually she could stay calm, but this time it was different. Staying calm in the present of teachers and her friends was something very different than Malfoy.
"Talk about what?" He sneered.
"Just talk! Now come with me or I'll report this! Not listening to a prefect isn't very smart," Hermione said, feeling the power she had now that she was made a prefect.
Malfoy glared at her and walked away from the Slytherin common room, letting Hermione follow him. After five minutes of walking they stood in front of a big mirror, that reached the ground. Malfoy took his wand and tapped on the mirror as he whispered a word. Where a second ago their reflection were, changed into a small room. Malfoy walked in, followed by Hermione. The mirror changed into glass again, so that Hermione and Malfoy weren't visible from the outside. It was as big as a small living room, with a couch and a couple of old chairs.
"I'm sure this is important," said Malfoy dangerously.
"It is." Hermione took a deep breath before starting to talk. She told him about the prophesy and that they were chosen to get powers, because of the planets and stars. Malfoy looked at her with his grey eyes and Hermione felt something in her stomach, but ignored it. "If we work together we will have a great power. Professor Dumbledore told me that if we learn to join forces we can be a big help defeating Voldemort."
Malfoy looked at her in anger. "Why would I want to kill Voldemort? I am evil! I am a Slytherin! I am a Malfoy!" He almost screamed. He was red instead of his usual pale colour.
"You are not fooling me, Malfoy," Hermione said, trying to not be afraid of an angry Malfoy. "Professor Dumbledore told me about your father. I'm sorry about that. I really hope we can work together."
To Hermione's surprise Malfoy got tears in his eyes. She had never seen him so sad.
"It's not only my father," he said slowly. "After he killed my father he captured my mother. Voldmort has always found her beautiful and special. I don't know what he did to her, but I know she's alive. Maybe she's happy now, with the Dark Lord in his hiding place."
"Don't talk like that!" Said Hermione. "She was married with your father. Why would she ever be happy with him?"
"Have you never seen my mother?" Draco Malfoy asked. "She has been unhappy for as long as I can remember. My father has done terrible things to her. Maybe Voldmort will treat her better!"
Hermione signed. "I don't know. Voldemort must be much more evil than your father."
"I guest so," Malfoy said.
"But Draco, if we are together we can maybe save her and than you and your mother can finally be happy!" Hermione tried. Why wouldn't Malfoy just say yes?
"Since when are you calling me Draco?" He asked, with a bit anger and confusion.
"Since now! Can't you see? Terrible things are happening and you can change that! If you help Dumbledore, Draco Malfoy will become a name to remember as a hero, not as a monster your father was."
Malfoy signed. He looked really tired. He was probably tired of his life. He had surely had a more terrible life than Hermione.
"I'll think about it," said Malfoy, looking Hermione straight in the eyes. "I don't know if you're telling the truth, but I'll find out. I have to go now."
He tapped the mirror with his wand and stepped out of the secret room. Hermione waited for a couple of minutes, thinking. She really hoped Draco would except. He could change his life for good.
Hermione tapped the glass with her wand and walked up the stairs, into the Hall. All she needed now was a good sleep. After that she would start her homework. There were still so many things to do.
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Sorry for not writing for so long! I have been really busy. I thank everybody for reviewing. Here is a personal thanks to everybody.
Thanks to: ~Kstarr74~ ~Book-Lover-210~ ~Juliet~ ~AngelGaze~ ~Chrissy~ ~babyangel~ ~Volcana~ ~Indiana Jones: sorry, I'll try to write slower.~ ~Jamiegirl: well, I can't write difficult anyway, I'm not very good in English.~ ~Jen 20069~ ~Tris-Briar Fan: alright alright alright!~ ~Day a~ ~Allee kat~ ~ticle the Dragon~ ~HermionePotter162~ ~Unholy Deity~ ~Li-chan~ ~Claire~ ~Chrissy: Thank you for helping me with the story!~ ~Ankle: I tried not to move to fast and tried to write more detail in this chapter. I hope it's alright.~ ~Allee kat: thank you for reviewing two times!~ ~suzanne~ ~Krissy~ ~Li-chan: Thanks for reviewing the other chapter to!~ ~snitch boy~ ~Tara~ ~kristina~
I hope it's alright that I wrote those things about Draco's mother. It sounds a bit stupid, but I wanted Draco to hate Voldemort more than for just killing his father. Please don't write reviews about how stupid it is!