Chapter 16 A Taste of Friendship
The third Hogsmead weekend approached, most of the students who were allowed were going down to see how much the town had changed. Word had it that the population had almost doubled since last year and some student's parents were now living there, close to Hogwarts.
The day promised to be warm and bright, probably the last day of such warm weather before winter really set in. The leaves were almost all off the trees and the grass was turning brown. The first frost had come the night before, and all the plants were shriveling up for the winter. A large group of students were standing just outside Zonkos. Normally it would have been very odd indeed to see Slytherins hanging around all friendly-like with anyone, but these days all the Slytherins but a small group had finally learned and dropped their facade of cruelty and shown who they really were. After nearly two years of hard work Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ira, with a little help, a broken through Draco Malfoy's mean shell and managed to befriend him, hopefully getting him away from Voldemort. They regarded this as a triumph, it had taken great patience and hard work, but it was worth it if they could get him away from Voldemort, currently they were working on Pansy Parkinson who, unlike Draco, was not friendless and who's death eater father did not show her only hatred in the hopes of making her stronger. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ira, Draco, Morgan, Tanya, Sam, Neville, Dean, Cynthia, Cho, and two new students, Clara the Slytherin, for though she had more than her fair share of cunning she was very nice once she chose her friends, and Zagreb, a new Ravenclaw, were gathered outside Zonkos, tossing Bertie Bots every flavor jelly beans in the air and catching them in their mouths when a scream echoed down the street. A moment later figures in black hooded robes and masks attacked.
Harry put his bag aside and leaped into the battle, his friends followed swiftly. The street was in chaos as curses flew and people fled. Thirty order Agents were there in less than a minute and joined the fight. Then a tall figure in hooded robes with red eyes came down the street, at the same moment Voldemort arrived at the center of the town the Phoenix, Miranda, and Mundungus appeared in front of him. Everything went quiet, no one moved. Harry started a spell mentally, waiting for the coming clash.
It came, both sides attacked at once, Harry threw up his shield spell, covering one half of the main ride, the end near Zonkos, and began hurrying people through the shield and to safety behind it.
"It won't hold against his strongest curses, but it'll hold against almost anything else." He told the frantic people, who, strangely, weren't for once screaming and running around like chickens with their heads cut off. The general population had been told so many times what to do in an attack that they reacted unthinkingly.
"Harry!" Ron yelled, Harry whirled, Voldemort wasn't far behind him, the others were distracted, though Sirius was fighting his way to Voldemort. Voldemort sucked in a breath and whipped his wand at Draco.
"Avada Kedavra!" Harry leaped, people screamed in terror, Draco's eyes went wide with shock. Harry reached out and grabbed the curse form the air. He crumpled to the ground silently, once again everything went quiet, then Harry stirred, Sirius hurled a fireball at Voldemort who threw a cruciatus curse at Harry. Harry couldn't move, he was too disoriented, someone jumped in front of him and was hit by the curse. Harry blinked hard and looked up, Snape was rolling on the ground, Voldemort was forced to duck away by Sirius's fireball, breaking the curse. Snape staggered to his feet, Harry raised himself a little, he could handle the curse, but only truly be unharmed if he caught it on his crossed arms. Seeing the fight still going he jumped up and called lightning, it smashed down and grabbed Voldemort's wand, slowly the wand floated to Harry, once again everything was quiet as all eyes followed the wand. Harry grabbed the wand from the air and with slow deliberateness raised it in both hands. SNAP! The sound echoed oddly all around, Voldemort let a scream like a wounded animal and leaped at Harry. Harry whirled and kicked, smashing Voldemort's face he turned again and kicked again, Voldemort staggered back, Harry jumped up and lashed out with one leg, hearing bone break he landed and whirled, slammed a fist into Voldemort's face he leaned back and kicked him again. Voldemort reeled away, clutching his face, covered in his own blood. Harry steadied himself, Voldemort drew back to stand just in front of his death eaters. Sirius faced him across the open ground. Voldemort turned and signaled, one of the death eaters snapped his wand down at a shop, three women and two men were dragged from their hiding place to Voldemort's feet, the Order of the Phoenix attacked.
"I'll kill them!" Voldemort's shout brought them all up short, the order drew back as they saw his threat was real, he had his hand over the hostages, palm down. All it took was a spell, Voldemort didn't necessarily need a wand. Voldemort nodded to his death eater, who preformed knocked four aside a little and grabbed the remaining woman by her hair.
"Are you muggle born?!" He yelled at her, she nodded, terrified. "Crucio!" Screams filled the air.
Harry suddenly got an idea and stepped boldly past Sirius and walked up until he stood five feet from Voldemort. The death eater stopped the torture.
"So that's it, isn't it Tom? You want to destroy all muggle-borns." He said flatly.
"We will rid wizarding kind of their filth, and all shall be grateful and bow to me." Voldemort hissed angrily, eyes blazing.
"Does that include yourself?" Harry asked sharply, he let the question hang for a moment. "You would have to you know. To rid the world of muggle-borns and half-and –half's you would have to kill yourself, you know that, don't you Tom?" There was a long silence.
"Don't call me that!" Voldemort said softly, rage burning in his eyes.
"Call you what? Tom? Would you prefer Tommy I suppose? Marvarlo? Mr. Riddle perhaps? That is your name after all."
"DON"T CALL ME THAT! I AM VOLDEMORT!" He enemy bellowed.
"Do they know?" Harry asked, Voldemort blinked, surprised at this new line of thought. "Do they know?" Harry repeated, his voice deadly, Voldemort just stared, and Harry gestured to his hooded and masked supporters. "DO YOUR DEATH EATERS KNOW WHO YOU ARE???" Harry shouted.
"What are you talking about?" Voldemort asked, he was breathing quickly, and his eyes looked a little fearful.
"DO YOUR DEATH EATERS KNOW THAT YOU, YOU WHO WISH TO DESTROY ALL THOSE WITH MUGGLE BLOOD, DO THEY KNOW THAT YOU ARE HALF MUGGLE YOURSELF???" Harry roared in anger. He got only silence, he turned to the death eaters.
"Your Master," he began softly, "was born Tom Marvarlo Riddle the III, son of Tom Marvarlo Riddle the II, who as a muggle." Once again he was greeted with shocked silence, behind him the Order members were nodding and grinning. "You, you who profess to be clean, elite, above all muggle-borns, clear of muggle blood, which has done nothing but strengthen wizarding kind, you who Pride. Yourselves. In. Being. Clean. Of. Their. Blood. YOU! ARE LED BY A DERANGED PHYSCHOTIC WHO IS HALF MUGGLE HIMSLEF!" Harry snarled, jabbing a finger at them, his voice steadily rising.
"NO!" Voldemort yelled hysterically.
"YES!" Harry snapped back. He walked along the line of death eaters. "You Tom, and you lot," he gestured to the death eaters, "are inconsistent, muggles you say are weak, fun to torture, vile, unhealthy for wizarding kind, stupid, ignorant, and so far below your pure selves that they should not exist, how can you possibly say that?" he asked almost imploringly, "when you are led by a half muggle who wishes to destroy ALL, key word being ALL, those with muggle blood. I ask you, does this include himself? Are you sure this is a cause to die for?" Once again silence.
"I'll kill you!" Voldemort snarled, stepping forwards, Harry gave him such a look that he paused for a moment.
"Or perhaps he wishes to be the only living person with muggle blood and just wishes to kill all the others?" Harry asked enthusiastically, as if this was some brilliant eye-opening insight, someone snickered. "But I doubt that, your purpose is wrong, and in order to fulfill it you will have to kill yourself, I congratulate you on your goal, it mirrors my own and many others. We thank you for solving our problems for us." He bowed to Voldemort, someone laughed outright.
"ATTACK! KILL KILL KILL!!!!!!!!!" Voldemort screamed, more out of reflexive training than anything else, the death eaters attacked, Harry hurled lightning at them and curses.
The fight was going full blast, Harry saw Lucious Malfoy's hood suddenly fly back, and saw his head taken off by a curse. *Draco, oh no, poor guy* he thought, but had no time to do anything.
Finally the death eaters fled, leaving five dead in the street, Harry lowered the shield.
"Students return to Hogwarts AT ONCE!" The Phoenix commanded, using his Voice Power, everyone left, their legs taking them back up to the castle before they had time to register the fact, there was no fighting the Phoenixes Voice Power.
**
The next day, around noon, Harry pulled out the Marauders Map he checked it and swore. The other Marauders were outside, he ran down to the entrance hall, along a hallway, and into a secret room. Draco Malfoy was kneeling on the floor, crying, a black envelope in front of him.
Harry didn't have to ask, he knelt beside his new friend and touched his shoulder lightly.
"Hey, I just heard, I'm sorry." He whispered softly. Draco looked up.
"He wasn't really much of a father." He said, trying to sound brave and failing miserably.
"But he was your father, and all you had. And that's what hurts." Harry finished for him, Draco sniffed and looked down again. A few tears dropping onto the envelope.
Harry stayed with Draco for nearly an hour while the other cried quietly. Finally he dried his tears a bit.
"He wanted me to be a death eater." Draco whispered suddenly.
"Do you want to be?" Harry asked, Draco stared at him.
"Of course not! Never! But what if they come for me?"
"Spit in Voldemort's face, call him names, beat the stuff'in outa him, and refuse."
"Riiight, and live? No."
"Make a portkey that will transport you to Hogwarts and keep it with you at all times."
"What if they take it before I can use it?"
"Make it really small, and hide it behind your ear, they won't look there."
"What if they tie me up?"
"Enchant the portkey so that the only signal it needs is your saying "take me to Hogwarts. And tell the Order of the Phoenix about this problem. Talk to professor Figg next Defense class, she's a member and will help you." Harry suggested, he'd already thought about this.
"Alright, that sounds good."
"Is, is your mum, well, is she a death eater?"
"No, I think she only stayed with father because of me."
"Well, at least you've got her, maybe she can help too."
"I'm going to visit her in, oh my, ten minutes, thanks Harry."
"That's what friends are for." Draco stopped at the door and turned for a minute.
"I'd never had any real friends, until this Halloween, it is different… I like it," and he left hurried off. Harry went up to the rooms behind his bed, Draco didn't know about them yet, and began to make a plan he'd had recently become reality.
Please please please review! Sorry if I messed some stuff up at the Quidditch match, I know the chasers were supposed to have graduated, just say that they're all seventh years okay? Thanks!
Should Draco be a Marauder?
What do U think of the story?
i might be few days in putting up the next chapter be patient please
The third Hogsmead weekend approached, most of the students who were allowed were going down to see how much the town had changed. Word had it that the population had almost doubled since last year and some student's parents were now living there, close to Hogwarts.
The day promised to be warm and bright, probably the last day of such warm weather before winter really set in. The leaves were almost all off the trees and the grass was turning brown. The first frost had come the night before, and all the plants were shriveling up for the winter. A large group of students were standing just outside Zonkos. Normally it would have been very odd indeed to see Slytherins hanging around all friendly-like with anyone, but these days all the Slytherins but a small group had finally learned and dropped their facade of cruelty and shown who they really were. After nearly two years of hard work Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ira, with a little help, a broken through Draco Malfoy's mean shell and managed to befriend him, hopefully getting him away from Voldemort. They regarded this as a triumph, it had taken great patience and hard work, but it was worth it if they could get him away from Voldemort, currently they were working on Pansy Parkinson who, unlike Draco, was not friendless and who's death eater father did not show her only hatred in the hopes of making her stronger. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ira, Draco, Morgan, Tanya, Sam, Neville, Dean, Cynthia, Cho, and two new students, Clara the Slytherin, for though she had more than her fair share of cunning she was very nice once she chose her friends, and Zagreb, a new Ravenclaw, were gathered outside Zonkos, tossing Bertie Bots every flavor jelly beans in the air and catching them in their mouths when a scream echoed down the street. A moment later figures in black hooded robes and masks attacked.
Harry put his bag aside and leaped into the battle, his friends followed swiftly. The street was in chaos as curses flew and people fled. Thirty order Agents were there in less than a minute and joined the fight. Then a tall figure in hooded robes with red eyes came down the street, at the same moment Voldemort arrived at the center of the town the Phoenix, Miranda, and Mundungus appeared in front of him. Everything went quiet, no one moved. Harry started a spell mentally, waiting for the coming clash.
It came, both sides attacked at once, Harry threw up his shield spell, covering one half of the main ride, the end near Zonkos, and began hurrying people through the shield and to safety behind it.
"It won't hold against his strongest curses, but it'll hold against almost anything else." He told the frantic people, who, strangely, weren't for once screaming and running around like chickens with their heads cut off. The general population had been told so many times what to do in an attack that they reacted unthinkingly.
"Harry!" Ron yelled, Harry whirled, Voldemort wasn't far behind him, the others were distracted, though Sirius was fighting his way to Voldemort. Voldemort sucked in a breath and whipped his wand at Draco.
"Avada Kedavra!" Harry leaped, people screamed in terror, Draco's eyes went wide with shock. Harry reached out and grabbed the curse form the air. He crumpled to the ground silently, once again everything went quiet, then Harry stirred, Sirius hurled a fireball at Voldemort who threw a cruciatus curse at Harry. Harry couldn't move, he was too disoriented, someone jumped in front of him and was hit by the curse. Harry blinked hard and looked up, Snape was rolling on the ground, Voldemort was forced to duck away by Sirius's fireball, breaking the curse. Snape staggered to his feet, Harry raised himself a little, he could handle the curse, but only truly be unharmed if he caught it on his crossed arms. Seeing the fight still going he jumped up and called lightning, it smashed down and grabbed Voldemort's wand, slowly the wand floated to Harry, once again everything was quiet as all eyes followed the wand. Harry grabbed the wand from the air and with slow deliberateness raised it in both hands. SNAP! The sound echoed oddly all around, Voldemort let a scream like a wounded animal and leaped at Harry. Harry whirled and kicked, smashing Voldemort's face he turned again and kicked again, Voldemort staggered back, Harry jumped up and lashed out with one leg, hearing bone break he landed and whirled, slammed a fist into Voldemort's face he leaned back and kicked him again. Voldemort reeled away, clutching his face, covered in his own blood. Harry steadied himself, Voldemort drew back to stand just in front of his death eaters. Sirius faced him across the open ground. Voldemort turned and signaled, one of the death eaters snapped his wand down at a shop, three women and two men were dragged from their hiding place to Voldemort's feet, the Order of the Phoenix attacked.
"I'll kill them!" Voldemort's shout brought them all up short, the order drew back as they saw his threat was real, he had his hand over the hostages, palm down. All it took was a spell, Voldemort didn't necessarily need a wand. Voldemort nodded to his death eater, who preformed knocked four aside a little and grabbed the remaining woman by her hair.
"Are you muggle born?!" He yelled at her, she nodded, terrified. "Crucio!" Screams filled the air.
Harry suddenly got an idea and stepped boldly past Sirius and walked up until he stood five feet from Voldemort. The death eater stopped the torture.
"So that's it, isn't it Tom? You want to destroy all muggle-borns." He said flatly.
"We will rid wizarding kind of their filth, and all shall be grateful and bow to me." Voldemort hissed angrily, eyes blazing.
"Does that include yourself?" Harry asked sharply, he let the question hang for a moment. "You would have to you know. To rid the world of muggle-borns and half-and –half's you would have to kill yourself, you know that, don't you Tom?" There was a long silence.
"Don't call me that!" Voldemort said softly, rage burning in his eyes.
"Call you what? Tom? Would you prefer Tommy I suppose? Marvarlo? Mr. Riddle perhaps? That is your name after all."
"DON"T CALL ME THAT! I AM VOLDEMORT!" He enemy bellowed.
"Do they know?" Harry asked, Voldemort blinked, surprised at this new line of thought. "Do they know?" Harry repeated, his voice deadly, Voldemort just stared, and Harry gestured to his hooded and masked supporters. "DO YOUR DEATH EATERS KNOW WHO YOU ARE???" Harry shouted.
"What are you talking about?" Voldemort asked, he was breathing quickly, and his eyes looked a little fearful.
"DO YOUR DEATH EATERS KNOW THAT YOU, YOU WHO WISH TO DESTROY ALL THOSE WITH MUGGLE BLOOD, DO THEY KNOW THAT YOU ARE HALF MUGGLE YOURSELF???" Harry roared in anger. He got only silence, he turned to the death eaters.
"Your Master," he began softly, "was born Tom Marvarlo Riddle the III, son of Tom Marvarlo Riddle the II, who as a muggle." Once again he was greeted with shocked silence, behind him the Order members were nodding and grinning. "You, you who profess to be clean, elite, above all muggle-borns, clear of muggle blood, which has done nothing but strengthen wizarding kind, you who Pride. Yourselves. In. Being. Clean. Of. Their. Blood. YOU! ARE LED BY A DERANGED PHYSCHOTIC WHO IS HALF MUGGLE HIMSLEF!" Harry snarled, jabbing a finger at them, his voice steadily rising.
"NO!" Voldemort yelled hysterically.
"YES!" Harry snapped back. He walked along the line of death eaters. "You Tom, and you lot," he gestured to the death eaters, "are inconsistent, muggles you say are weak, fun to torture, vile, unhealthy for wizarding kind, stupid, ignorant, and so far below your pure selves that they should not exist, how can you possibly say that?" he asked almost imploringly, "when you are led by a half muggle who wishes to destroy ALL, key word being ALL, those with muggle blood. I ask you, does this include himself? Are you sure this is a cause to die for?" Once again silence.
"I'll kill you!" Voldemort snarled, stepping forwards, Harry gave him such a look that he paused for a moment.
"Or perhaps he wishes to be the only living person with muggle blood and just wishes to kill all the others?" Harry asked enthusiastically, as if this was some brilliant eye-opening insight, someone snickered. "But I doubt that, your purpose is wrong, and in order to fulfill it you will have to kill yourself, I congratulate you on your goal, it mirrors my own and many others. We thank you for solving our problems for us." He bowed to Voldemort, someone laughed outright.
"ATTACK! KILL KILL KILL!!!!!!!!!" Voldemort screamed, more out of reflexive training than anything else, the death eaters attacked, Harry hurled lightning at them and curses.
The fight was going full blast, Harry saw Lucious Malfoy's hood suddenly fly back, and saw his head taken off by a curse. *Draco, oh no, poor guy* he thought, but had no time to do anything.
Finally the death eaters fled, leaving five dead in the street, Harry lowered the shield.
"Students return to Hogwarts AT ONCE!" The Phoenix commanded, using his Voice Power, everyone left, their legs taking them back up to the castle before they had time to register the fact, there was no fighting the Phoenixes Voice Power.
**
The next day, around noon, Harry pulled out the Marauders Map he checked it and swore. The other Marauders were outside, he ran down to the entrance hall, along a hallway, and into a secret room. Draco Malfoy was kneeling on the floor, crying, a black envelope in front of him.
Harry didn't have to ask, he knelt beside his new friend and touched his shoulder lightly.
"Hey, I just heard, I'm sorry." He whispered softly. Draco looked up.
"He wasn't really much of a father." He said, trying to sound brave and failing miserably.
"But he was your father, and all you had. And that's what hurts." Harry finished for him, Draco sniffed and looked down again. A few tears dropping onto the envelope.
Harry stayed with Draco for nearly an hour while the other cried quietly. Finally he dried his tears a bit.
"He wanted me to be a death eater." Draco whispered suddenly.
"Do you want to be?" Harry asked, Draco stared at him.
"Of course not! Never! But what if they come for me?"
"Spit in Voldemort's face, call him names, beat the stuff'in outa him, and refuse."
"Riiight, and live? No."
"Make a portkey that will transport you to Hogwarts and keep it with you at all times."
"What if they take it before I can use it?"
"Make it really small, and hide it behind your ear, they won't look there."
"What if they tie me up?"
"Enchant the portkey so that the only signal it needs is your saying "take me to Hogwarts. And tell the Order of the Phoenix about this problem. Talk to professor Figg next Defense class, she's a member and will help you." Harry suggested, he'd already thought about this.
"Alright, that sounds good."
"Is, is your mum, well, is she a death eater?"
"No, I think she only stayed with father because of me."
"Well, at least you've got her, maybe she can help too."
"I'm going to visit her in, oh my, ten minutes, thanks Harry."
"That's what friends are for." Draco stopped at the door and turned for a minute.
"I'd never had any real friends, until this Halloween, it is different… I like it," and he left hurried off. Harry went up to the rooms behind his bed, Draco didn't know about them yet, and began to make a plan he'd had recently become reality.
Please please please review! Sorry if I messed some stuff up at the Quidditch match, I know the chasers were supposed to have graduated, just say that they're all seventh years okay? Thanks!
Should Draco be a Marauder?
What do U think of the story?
i might be few days in putting up the next chapter be patient please