The next morning Hermione awoke feeling tired and achy. She heaved herself
out of bed, and suddenly with a groan she recalled the previous nights
events. Oh, my God. I was attacked by Ferret Boy – hell he was strong –
and…oh, Jesus, he saw me in my bra! What am I gonna do?? Arrgghh! And how
the bloody hell did he know about my birthmark? Weird. She walked passed
Lavender and Parvati's beds, giving them each a kick to get them up and was
greeted with an "OWW!" from Lavender and a "geroffame!" from Parvati. She
grinned and stepped into the bathroom to take a shower.
Down stairs in the great hall Hermione was trying to look like she was listening to Ron and Harry's yacking on about Quidditch whilst staring at Malfoy. He had just received a letter from a bird she had never seen before. He hurriedly shoved the letter in his robe and left the breakfast table heading out of the Great Hall. "erm…much as I'd love to stay and hear you two going on about who bought what broomstick and whether it was worth selling their house for I have to go and…"she trailed off desperately thinking of a good excuse, "Study?" Ron chipped in looking bored and completely amazed that she had lasted that long listening to their "Quidditch Talk". Hermione nodded and hurried out of the Hall to find Malfoy. She could hear Harry gasping in the background, "He even sold his pants???!". She laughed at this, but then remembered what she was going to do and abruptly stopped.
Malfoy silently stepped in to an empty classroom to read his letter. It was in unfamiliar handwriting and the "Dear" was spelt wrong so he assumed it was good old Voldie. Just as he tore open the letter that would tell him what to do now he knew whom his masters Long-Lost daughter was, he heard the footsteps of someone trying to go unnoticed. Hard Luck, he could hear them. He grinned, keeping his back to the intruder, I'll just stay here and wait for them to come right in and then I'll pounce! Hahahaha! He thought. But it was Draco's turn for a bit of Hard Luck as whoever it was jumped on him first.
Draco stumbled at the full weight of this person as they flung themselves on to his poor unsuspecting back. " What the Hell…" he attempted to grab for his wand but it had dropped out of his pocket and he couldn't bend over to get it…because of the massive lump clinging hold of his neck and trying to get a free piggyback ride. He then resorted to trying to fling them off him, but all that did was make him look like he was trying to do some kind of unheard of dance that involved bobbing your head, stepping from side to side and doing little jump/hops every now and again. Then he felt the weight being lifted from him, he sighed in relief, but stopped abruptly as he was now chained by invisible thread to the stone wall. " Damn." He muttered under his breath, not just because he was chained to the wall by invisible thread, but also because he had an itchy nose and couldn't scratch it. It then occurred to Draco to see who had done this to him. He looked up and, to his annoyance, Hermione Granger gazing at him with a very satisfied grin. " Right, now you're sitting comfortably…I want you to tell me everything." He stared at her, a deep frown set in his face, I'll have to tell her! Nooo…what will my master do? Ahh, wheres my letter? What if it was saying something terrible that she really shouldn't see? And God, my nose really, really itches right now. " Err…what's everything? My life story or just a detailed account of the past week." Draco decided to play dumb, mainly because it annoyed her immensely. " Don't get smart arsey with me Malfoy. How did you know about my birth-mark? How much do you know exactly? Why did you need to see it anyway? You know…everything." She shrugged now staring intensely at the boy in front of her…you are so lucky he didn't hear you. He could have wacked you into oblivion in a second. " Well, how much do you know Granger?" Grrr…He was getting annoying, answering questions with questions – what was he hiding? "No Malfoy, that's not fair! You have to tell me first, after all…you are the one chained to the wall." She replied angrily. Draco sighed, he really, really, really needed to scratch his nose by now. Aha…I'll do a deal with her! "Well Granger…if you scratch my nose I'll tell you something." He looked up at Granger willing her to agree. She momentarily lost her composition but quickly regained it, thought still looking vaguely freaked out. " Fine, but I won't do it for long." She then awkwardly lent forward and scratched his nose. He let out a sigh of relief, but then tensed up again as he realised he now had to betray his master. " Right Granger, you know that your not muggle-born, right?" Her eyes grew wide and for a minute he thought that she didn't even know that, but then she nodded her head. " Yeah, but how do you know?" to which Draco shook his head and continued. " Well, I've told you something…now unchain me." She shot him a dangerous glare but he knew that she would keep her word. She waved her wand impatiently and he felt his arms fall to his sides. " Good, now go away." He grumbled as he scooped up his letter. Noticing that she hadn't gone yet he flicked his recently retrieved wand at her and sent her hurtling out the room, and the door slammed shut. Draco sat back down to read his letter. It read:
Deer Draco,
You said you found her? Great!! Bring her to the next meeting…umm, I'll let yoo do it how yoo want to. Give her anything she wants and don't hurt her – unless completely nesasary. I made up a victory dance last night for yoo deatheeters to do. It's reelly good – it's got a bit of ballet in it and everything. See you soon ( and my daughter! Hooray!)
1 Hugs and Kisses
Voldemort.
Xxx
The next meeting was in two days time. Draco glanced down at the badly spelt letter and sighed…don't hurt her unless completely necessary, eh? Well, it will be necessary…of course!! Hahaha. He shook his head, slightly disturbed that he had just mentally laughed, but soon got over it and left the classroom to go to the library to plan how he was going to capture Granger without her little friends getting in the way. It was going to be pretty tricky, but, he thought…very fun!
Down stairs in the great hall Hermione was trying to look like she was listening to Ron and Harry's yacking on about Quidditch whilst staring at Malfoy. He had just received a letter from a bird she had never seen before. He hurriedly shoved the letter in his robe and left the breakfast table heading out of the Great Hall. "erm…much as I'd love to stay and hear you two going on about who bought what broomstick and whether it was worth selling their house for I have to go and…"she trailed off desperately thinking of a good excuse, "Study?" Ron chipped in looking bored and completely amazed that she had lasted that long listening to their "Quidditch Talk". Hermione nodded and hurried out of the Hall to find Malfoy. She could hear Harry gasping in the background, "He even sold his pants???!". She laughed at this, but then remembered what she was going to do and abruptly stopped.
Malfoy silently stepped in to an empty classroom to read his letter. It was in unfamiliar handwriting and the "Dear" was spelt wrong so he assumed it was good old Voldie. Just as he tore open the letter that would tell him what to do now he knew whom his masters Long-Lost daughter was, he heard the footsteps of someone trying to go unnoticed. Hard Luck, he could hear them. He grinned, keeping his back to the intruder, I'll just stay here and wait for them to come right in and then I'll pounce! Hahahaha! He thought. But it was Draco's turn for a bit of Hard Luck as whoever it was jumped on him first.
Draco stumbled at the full weight of this person as they flung themselves on to his poor unsuspecting back. " What the Hell…" he attempted to grab for his wand but it had dropped out of his pocket and he couldn't bend over to get it…because of the massive lump clinging hold of his neck and trying to get a free piggyback ride. He then resorted to trying to fling them off him, but all that did was make him look like he was trying to do some kind of unheard of dance that involved bobbing your head, stepping from side to side and doing little jump/hops every now and again. Then he felt the weight being lifted from him, he sighed in relief, but stopped abruptly as he was now chained by invisible thread to the stone wall. " Damn." He muttered under his breath, not just because he was chained to the wall by invisible thread, but also because he had an itchy nose and couldn't scratch it. It then occurred to Draco to see who had done this to him. He looked up and, to his annoyance, Hermione Granger gazing at him with a very satisfied grin. " Right, now you're sitting comfortably…I want you to tell me everything." He stared at her, a deep frown set in his face, I'll have to tell her! Nooo…what will my master do? Ahh, wheres my letter? What if it was saying something terrible that she really shouldn't see? And God, my nose really, really itches right now. " Err…what's everything? My life story or just a detailed account of the past week." Draco decided to play dumb, mainly because it annoyed her immensely. " Don't get smart arsey with me Malfoy. How did you know about my birth-mark? How much do you know exactly? Why did you need to see it anyway? You know…everything." She shrugged now staring intensely at the boy in front of her…you are so lucky he didn't hear you. He could have wacked you into oblivion in a second. " Well, how much do you know Granger?" Grrr…He was getting annoying, answering questions with questions – what was he hiding? "No Malfoy, that's not fair! You have to tell me first, after all…you are the one chained to the wall." She replied angrily. Draco sighed, he really, really, really needed to scratch his nose by now. Aha…I'll do a deal with her! "Well Granger…if you scratch my nose I'll tell you something." He looked up at Granger willing her to agree. She momentarily lost her composition but quickly regained it, thought still looking vaguely freaked out. " Fine, but I won't do it for long." She then awkwardly lent forward and scratched his nose. He let out a sigh of relief, but then tensed up again as he realised he now had to betray his master. " Right Granger, you know that your not muggle-born, right?" Her eyes grew wide and for a minute he thought that she didn't even know that, but then she nodded her head. " Yeah, but how do you know?" to which Draco shook his head and continued. " Well, I've told you something…now unchain me." She shot him a dangerous glare but he knew that she would keep her word. She waved her wand impatiently and he felt his arms fall to his sides. " Good, now go away." He grumbled as he scooped up his letter. Noticing that she hadn't gone yet he flicked his recently retrieved wand at her and sent her hurtling out the room, and the door slammed shut. Draco sat back down to read his letter. It read:
Deer Draco,
You said you found her? Great!! Bring her to the next meeting…umm, I'll let yoo do it how yoo want to. Give her anything she wants and don't hurt her – unless completely nesasary. I made up a victory dance last night for yoo deatheeters to do. It's reelly good – it's got a bit of ballet in it and everything. See you soon ( and my daughter! Hooray!)
1 Hugs and Kisses
Voldemort.
Xxx
The next meeting was in two days time. Draco glanced down at the badly spelt letter and sighed…don't hurt her unless completely necessary, eh? Well, it will be necessary…of course!! Hahaha. He shook his head, slightly disturbed that he had just mentally laughed, but soon got over it and left the classroom to go to the library to plan how he was going to capture Granger without her little friends getting in the way. It was going to be pretty tricky, but, he thought…very fun!