News From Draco
Chapter One
The Meeting
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and anything you don't recognize. JKR owns everything else.
A/N: You know how boring it is to write the same disclaimer on every story?
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'Damn.' The boy swore under his breath. He couldn't say it aloud because that wouldn't be right he was Perfect Prefect Potter, after all. The girl beside him knew he wouldn't swear aloud either. She was his friend, Hermione Granger. A redheaded, freckle-faced boy was lagging behind the two.
"Where is he?" Ron muttered.
"He said he'd be here."
Hermione gave them an 'I told you so' look. "This is why you should never believe a Malfoy." She whispered.
"What are we supposed to do now? The fat lady left her portrait earlier remember?" Harry said nervously. All three of the 15-year-old kids were nervous. They didn't want to be caught by Filch or the infamous Mrs. Norris. And surely they didn't want Dumbledore or Professor McGonagall to catch them! But knowing their luck Snape would probably catch them. They could just imagine his delight at catching not one but two prefects slinking around the halls at odd times in the night. Everyone knew Snape was out to get Harry because of some school grudge between James and him.
"He's not going to show, Harry. Maybe we should just go." Hermione said.
Harry shook his head firmly. "He *will* show." Harry muttered determinedly.
"Yeah he'll show all right. Followed by Snape!" Ron murmured.
"No he'll be here! He has to!" Harry exclaimed.
"Harry has it ever occurred to you that Malfoy doesn't ever *have* to do anything?" Hermione asked.
"Waiting for me?" A snide drawling voice asked. The three could hear the smirk in the boy's voice although he was behind them.
"As a matter of fact we were." Harry turned around to face the taller boy.
He was clad in a long silk robe and was covered by the dark shadows that crossed the wall he was leaning against. His silvery hair reflected in the little bit of moonlight there was in that dark area he chose to stand in. His arms were crossed across his muscular chest and he was wearing a bored expression. "So..." Draco Malfoy said sounding just as bored as he looked. He obviously was in no hurry to begin whatever they were going to do. "I see you have brought your," he paused looking Hermione and Ron over with a look of obvious disgust, "friends with you."
"Well you really didn't expect me to come alone did you?" Harry asked. Anyone could clearly see the hatred in Harry's eyes but Draco took no notice.
"Not really despite the part about 'come alone' in that letter I sent."
"So what do you want, Malfoy?" Ron spat.
Draco looked amused. "Temper, temper, Weasley. You'll get yourself in trouble one of these days." Draco said calmly.
"You're the one who'll get in trouble, Malfoy!" Ron yelled. "You're the death eater here!"
Draco's eyebrows raised slightly. "Not yet Weasley. Voldemort likes servants who are actually out of Hogwarts." He paused as if debating to go on. He took a deep breath. "Well I suppose I should get on with the point of this 'meeting'"
"Good idea." Hermione spoke this time.
"I was actually hoping you'd bring your little friends with you Potter. Well at least that one." He motioned to Hermione.
"Why?" Harry questioned suspiciously.
"Because I have news about the dark lord's plans." Draco said darkly. Draco looked down the hall and seemed to listen carefully. "It's not safe to talk here. Could we possibly go to one of your dorms to talk? Anyone could over hear us here or in my dorm not that I'd want any of you in *my* dorm anyway..."
Hermione, Ron, and Harry looked at each other. Harry nodded.
"My dorm should be almost empty. Only Ginny should be in there." Hermione said. Harry thought she looked a bit green at the thought of a Malfoy in her dorm.
Ron gave Hermione a look as if to say, 'I don't want him near my sister.' Hermione ignored him. She wanted to find out why he was bothering to warn them if that was indeed what he was doing.
Luckily enough when they reached the portrait the fat lady was back.
"Who's that handsome fellow?" She asked eyeing Draco.
"Friend of ours." Harry said it as if it physically hurt him to say that.
"Mimblewimble." Hermione muttered trying to prevent Draco from hearing it but with his keen sense of hearing he didn't miss it.
The portrait swung open and they stepped into the warm common room.
"It's hot in here." Draco muttered more to himself than anyone else. He didn't honestly expect them to care.
"Well we Gryffindors like to be warm unlike you Slytherins who prefer to freeze." Hermione said matter-of-factly.
"We do not like to freeze we just prefer cooler air than you Gryffindors."
"What do you do all summer ferret-boy? Sit on an icecube?" Ron asked.
"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed.
Draco scowled and reached for his wand. He caught himself just in time though.
"So you do have a bit of self-control Malfoy." Ron said looking at Draco.
Draco had just gone back to scowling. His hands wee shoved in his pockets so he didn't curse any of them. He didn't even know why he was going to warn them. They weren't even worth five minutes of his time in his opinion. "Are we going to talk or not?" Draco demanded impatiently. Unlike Hermione he had absolutely no patience.
"Sure. Follow me." Hermione said. All three boys followed her. Ron and Harry walked close to Hermione but Draco hung back a bit. He couldn't fit in with the three even if he tried. He was the exact opposite of all of them.
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A/N: I want at least 10 reviews before I continue this. Yes now I am requesting reviews before I'll add new chapters. Sorry but half my readers never review.
Chapter One
The Meeting
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and anything you don't recognize. JKR owns everything else.
A/N: You know how boring it is to write the same disclaimer on every story?
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'Damn.' The boy swore under his breath. He couldn't say it aloud because that wouldn't be right he was Perfect Prefect Potter, after all. The girl beside him knew he wouldn't swear aloud either. She was his friend, Hermione Granger. A redheaded, freckle-faced boy was lagging behind the two.
"Where is he?" Ron muttered.
"He said he'd be here."
Hermione gave them an 'I told you so' look. "This is why you should never believe a Malfoy." She whispered.
"What are we supposed to do now? The fat lady left her portrait earlier remember?" Harry said nervously. All three of the 15-year-old kids were nervous. They didn't want to be caught by Filch or the infamous Mrs. Norris. And surely they didn't want Dumbledore or Professor McGonagall to catch them! But knowing their luck Snape would probably catch them. They could just imagine his delight at catching not one but two prefects slinking around the halls at odd times in the night. Everyone knew Snape was out to get Harry because of some school grudge between James and him.
"He's not going to show, Harry. Maybe we should just go." Hermione said.
Harry shook his head firmly. "He *will* show." Harry muttered determinedly.
"Yeah he'll show all right. Followed by Snape!" Ron murmured.
"No he'll be here! He has to!" Harry exclaimed.
"Harry has it ever occurred to you that Malfoy doesn't ever *have* to do anything?" Hermione asked.
"Waiting for me?" A snide drawling voice asked. The three could hear the smirk in the boy's voice although he was behind them.
"As a matter of fact we were." Harry turned around to face the taller boy.
He was clad in a long silk robe and was covered by the dark shadows that crossed the wall he was leaning against. His silvery hair reflected in the little bit of moonlight there was in that dark area he chose to stand in. His arms were crossed across his muscular chest and he was wearing a bored expression. "So..." Draco Malfoy said sounding just as bored as he looked. He obviously was in no hurry to begin whatever they were going to do. "I see you have brought your," he paused looking Hermione and Ron over with a look of obvious disgust, "friends with you."
"Well you really didn't expect me to come alone did you?" Harry asked. Anyone could clearly see the hatred in Harry's eyes but Draco took no notice.
"Not really despite the part about 'come alone' in that letter I sent."
"So what do you want, Malfoy?" Ron spat.
Draco looked amused. "Temper, temper, Weasley. You'll get yourself in trouble one of these days." Draco said calmly.
"You're the one who'll get in trouble, Malfoy!" Ron yelled. "You're the death eater here!"
Draco's eyebrows raised slightly. "Not yet Weasley. Voldemort likes servants who are actually out of Hogwarts." He paused as if debating to go on. He took a deep breath. "Well I suppose I should get on with the point of this 'meeting'"
"Good idea." Hermione spoke this time.
"I was actually hoping you'd bring your little friends with you Potter. Well at least that one." He motioned to Hermione.
"Why?" Harry questioned suspiciously.
"Because I have news about the dark lord's plans." Draco said darkly. Draco looked down the hall and seemed to listen carefully. "It's not safe to talk here. Could we possibly go to one of your dorms to talk? Anyone could over hear us here or in my dorm not that I'd want any of you in *my* dorm anyway..."
Hermione, Ron, and Harry looked at each other. Harry nodded.
"My dorm should be almost empty. Only Ginny should be in there." Hermione said. Harry thought she looked a bit green at the thought of a Malfoy in her dorm.
Ron gave Hermione a look as if to say, 'I don't want him near my sister.' Hermione ignored him. She wanted to find out why he was bothering to warn them if that was indeed what he was doing.
Luckily enough when they reached the portrait the fat lady was back.
"Who's that handsome fellow?" She asked eyeing Draco.
"Friend of ours." Harry said it as if it physically hurt him to say that.
"Mimblewimble." Hermione muttered trying to prevent Draco from hearing it but with his keen sense of hearing he didn't miss it.
The portrait swung open and they stepped into the warm common room.
"It's hot in here." Draco muttered more to himself than anyone else. He didn't honestly expect them to care.
"Well we Gryffindors like to be warm unlike you Slytherins who prefer to freeze." Hermione said matter-of-factly.
"We do not like to freeze we just prefer cooler air than you Gryffindors."
"What do you do all summer ferret-boy? Sit on an icecube?" Ron asked.
"Ron!" Hermione exclaimed.
Draco scowled and reached for his wand. He caught himself just in time though.
"So you do have a bit of self-control Malfoy." Ron said looking at Draco.
Draco had just gone back to scowling. His hands wee shoved in his pockets so he didn't curse any of them. He didn't even know why he was going to warn them. They weren't even worth five minutes of his time in his opinion. "Are we going to talk or not?" Draco demanded impatiently. Unlike Hermione he had absolutely no patience.
"Sure. Follow me." Hermione said. All three boys followed her. Ron and Harry walked close to Hermione but Draco hung back a bit. He couldn't fit in with the three even if he tried. He was the exact opposite of all of them.
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A/N: I want at least 10 reviews before I continue this. Yes now I am requesting reviews before I'll add new chapters. Sorry but half my readers never review.
