IN WHICH DEATH GLARES AND SECRET ROOMS BECOME EXTREMELY HELPFUL
It was a few days after the 'incident' as people put it. Draco and Hermione had managed to keep the rumours quiet by shooting anyone who even mentioned the other's name death glares and pretending to grab for their wands when the subject was mentioned. The Malfoy death glare they knew before was nothing compared to what the twins we capable of. Hermione was even better at it than Draco and after a week, the 'incident' might as well not have happened at all.
One day Draco cornered Hermione at the back of the library and finally confronted her after a week of pretending she didn't exist.
"Merloyn, we need to talk," he simply said and his twin seeing the pleading look in his eyes agreed.
They walked along the corridors until they came across a statue of wood nymph. Draco knocked her head three times with his wand and then muttered a password. She suddenly sprung to life and moved away revealing the entrance to a small, stone and slightly lit room. The two teenagers stepped inside and the statue blocked the passageway again.
"What did you want Draco?" Hermione asked.
"I want to set a few things straight," he simply replied.
"And those few things would be?" she asked.
"The fact that I did NOT sell you out for one. Father pretended that I told him. He found out some other way. Merloyn you have to believe me. Please," he begged her.
"Why should I?" she replied. "How do you expect me to believe you when father was all nice to you and you..you..you never even tried to tell me."
"Don't you think I did? You wouldn't come any where near me and then father threatened to kill Aquilis if I told you. Merloyn, please. If you don't believe me believe this," he said and held up a small pewter dragon out of his pocket.
Hermione just starred at it.
"You..you..you..you actually kept it," she stammered.
"Of course I did. It was the only thing I had that reminded me of you. Merloyn, please just give it a try. If you haven't thrown yours away already and then you'll see," he said.
"O…o..okay. I give you this one chance Draco Malfoy. You should be grateful that thing's impossible to bewitch 'cause it's about the only things that'll convince me."
She grabbed the small chain around her neck and pulled it over her head. Attached to it was a pewter hawk.
"Now or never," she muttered to herself as she moved it closer to her twin's.
The two pendants glowed blue then green until it turned into a D linked with an M.
"Draco, you're, you're really back! Oh. I'm so sorry Draco, but you were such a prat!" she said before launching herself into his arms.
Draco just smiled and hugged he back.
"I've missed you so much Merloyn. I can't believe you were here all along. I still can't believe I was being so mean to you! But Merloyn," he said holding his twin out in front of him. "I still need your help. It's father. He wants me to join his ranks. He doesn't know about you yet but if Pansy finds out then we're dead. I need to escape. I don't care if I have to change my name and appearance Merloyn. I just need to get away,"
IN WHICH THE TRUTH ABOUT UNCLE PROTERRO COMES OUT
During the few weeks after their conversation Hermione and Draco had sneaked out to meet each other and plan Draco's escape. The few people who noticed the glances they had been throwing each other and smiles they exchanged every now and again spread rumours that they were having a secret love affair but those that mattered – Harry and Ron knew otherwise. Hermione had explained to both of them how her twin had acted that way because of their father. Because she couldn't be Voldemort's heir Draco had to take over and he had been having a hard time for he hadn't had the sufficient training. Ron and Harry didn't trust him at first but when they saw how close the two were when no-one was around they finally gave-in. They had also taken a while to get use to Draco calling their bestfriend Merloyn and just the fact that they were inseparable twins. During a particular 'secret meeting' which was this time in Hermione's prefect dorm they finally came up with a plan.
"Merloyn, could you please just show me what you look like. It's just weird not knowing what your twin looks like," Draco pleaded to Hermione who was sitting next to him. They were pretty close and Ron was getting a bit jealous but he finally convinced himself that there was nothing to be jealous of – they were just twins.
Hermione threw a questioning glance at him which no one understood for they hadn't explained about how Ron had seen the real Merloyn Ensis Malfoy.
"Okay, Hermione. I'm only getting over it now but sure. It's a bit unfair anyway that I've seen you and your very own twin hasn't," he replied.
"You've seen her before?" Harry asked.
"Before me!" Draco exclaimed.
Hermione shook her head. "Okay guys, well anyway. I'll change. Beware though, this could get ugly. The only person who's seen me do this before is Draco and he absolutely freaked out the first time – but we were only five," she said the last part at her twin's defence for she knew him all too well.
Then slowly she began to change. Her skin gradually became paler as her hair lengthened and turned silvery blonde. Her figure became more athletic and her face longer. After a few minutes Draco, Harry and even Ron, who had seen her before, was starring in awe at Merloyn Ensis Malfoy. She was the feminine replica of Draco, or Draco the masculine replica of her. Their eyes were the same colour, their hair the same shade, their skin the same pale.
"Oh man, oh man, oh man," Harry muttered to himself. "If I wasn't convinced that you're Malfoy's twin I am now."
But Draco just cracked into a smile and threw himself at her in a hug.
"That's more like it sis!" he exclaimed. "It'll be just like the old times again."
Merloyn smiled in reply, "Now brother dearest, we need to get to business. I've been thinking, and I've come up with a theory. Instead of running from father, it might be easier to get rid of him altogether."
Draco was shocked. "No Merloyn," he said. "I'm not having you repeat the 'Uncle Proterro' chronicles again. Especially not for me. I was there Merloyn, I saw you. It's not happening again."
Harry and Ron, who didn't know about Merloyn's desperate mean of escape had a confused expression on his face.
"You tell him Draco," Merloyn told her twin brother. "I want Harry to know but I just can't bare to repeat the tale again."
"Okay, Merloyn. If you want me to. It's not a joyride for me either but it'll be easier for me than you. Does Weasley know?" he said.
"No," Ron replied. "But I sorta guessed. Merloyn burst into tears before she could say anything."
Draco gave his twin a look that no-one could interpret except for her.
"Full," she finally said and her twin continued to tell the tale.
"Well, it all pretty much started when father found out about our original plan of escape and then pretended that I had told him. Merloyn wouldn't talk to me after that and I really don't blame her. Then she got so desperate after father almost killed Aquilis that they just decided to go for it. They were in the south entrance and Merloyn was about to apparrate the both of them to muggle London – she was better at apparrating than our father! – when Uncle Proterro caught her. Then she struggled with him.."
He looked at Merloyn who was looking at the ground. He gave her another 'Look' after squeezing her arm reassuringly.
"Yeah, you're right Draco. I do need to tell this part of the story," she said looking at the door. "We struggled for a while he tried to knock me out but I kept shooting curses at him. I wasn't about to use the Avada Kedavra – yes Harry I'm better than all of those Death-Eating idiots at the Unforgivable curses – 'cause I wasn't exactly willing to commit my first murder at the age of ten, well at any age really, but he finally knocked the wand out of my hand when I was distracted by Aquilis. Then we launched into hand-to-hand combat. Like I told Ron, I was better than even say, the muggle Arnold Schwartzeneggar with a knife and that's exactly what we were doing. A ten year old and a 47 year old circling each other – one with a dagger and the other a sword. Well, I guess the training wasn't all wasted cause I threwthedaggeranditwentstraightintothemiddleofhisthroat! Then I actually walked up and twisted it. I twisted it! I twisted it!" she was crying again but this time she was semi-composed. Draco was squeezing her arm with his other arm wrapped around her.
Harry and Ron were silent. They were occasionally throwing each other 'what the heck do we do now?' looks – they weren't very experienced in the art of 'how to conceal your looks'. When they weren't looking at each other their eyes were roaming around the room at anything but the two Malfoys.
"But that's not I what I was planning," the female one finally said interrupting the uncomfortable silence. "I was thinking along the lines of putting him in Azkaban. By what he did to the two of us alone would land him a Death sentence let alone that he's a Death Eater!"
"Well, we better tell Dumbledore now. He's going to do some Ministry work in Scotland on Tuesday and it's already Saturday!" Harry said.
"Then what are we waiting for. Let's go!" Ron said and with that the four sneaked into the boy's dorm to wake Josh before going to the Headmaster's office.
It was a few days after the 'incident' as people put it. Draco and Hermione had managed to keep the rumours quiet by shooting anyone who even mentioned the other's name death glares and pretending to grab for their wands when the subject was mentioned. The Malfoy death glare they knew before was nothing compared to what the twins we capable of. Hermione was even better at it than Draco and after a week, the 'incident' might as well not have happened at all.
One day Draco cornered Hermione at the back of the library and finally confronted her after a week of pretending she didn't exist.
"Merloyn, we need to talk," he simply said and his twin seeing the pleading look in his eyes agreed.
They walked along the corridors until they came across a statue of wood nymph. Draco knocked her head three times with his wand and then muttered a password. She suddenly sprung to life and moved away revealing the entrance to a small, stone and slightly lit room. The two teenagers stepped inside and the statue blocked the passageway again.
"What did you want Draco?" Hermione asked.
"I want to set a few things straight," he simply replied.
"And those few things would be?" she asked.
"The fact that I did NOT sell you out for one. Father pretended that I told him. He found out some other way. Merloyn you have to believe me. Please," he begged her.
"Why should I?" she replied. "How do you expect me to believe you when father was all nice to you and you..you..you never even tried to tell me."
"Don't you think I did? You wouldn't come any where near me and then father threatened to kill Aquilis if I told you. Merloyn, please. If you don't believe me believe this," he said and held up a small pewter dragon out of his pocket.
Hermione just starred at it.
"You..you..you..you actually kept it," she stammered.
"Of course I did. It was the only thing I had that reminded me of you. Merloyn, please just give it a try. If you haven't thrown yours away already and then you'll see," he said.
"O…o..okay. I give you this one chance Draco Malfoy. You should be grateful that thing's impossible to bewitch 'cause it's about the only things that'll convince me."
She grabbed the small chain around her neck and pulled it over her head. Attached to it was a pewter hawk.
"Now or never," she muttered to herself as she moved it closer to her twin's.
The two pendants glowed blue then green until it turned into a D linked with an M.
"Draco, you're, you're really back! Oh. I'm so sorry Draco, but you were such a prat!" she said before launching herself into his arms.
Draco just smiled and hugged he back.
"I've missed you so much Merloyn. I can't believe you were here all along. I still can't believe I was being so mean to you! But Merloyn," he said holding his twin out in front of him. "I still need your help. It's father. He wants me to join his ranks. He doesn't know about you yet but if Pansy finds out then we're dead. I need to escape. I don't care if I have to change my name and appearance Merloyn. I just need to get away,"
IN WHICH THE TRUTH ABOUT UNCLE PROTERRO COMES OUT
During the few weeks after their conversation Hermione and Draco had sneaked out to meet each other and plan Draco's escape. The few people who noticed the glances they had been throwing each other and smiles they exchanged every now and again spread rumours that they were having a secret love affair but those that mattered – Harry and Ron knew otherwise. Hermione had explained to both of them how her twin had acted that way because of their father. Because she couldn't be Voldemort's heir Draco had to take over and he had been having a hard time for he hadn't had the sufficient training. Ron and Harry didn't trust him at first but when they saw how close the two were when no-one was around they finally gave-in. They had also taken a while to get use to Draco calling their bestfriend Merloyn and just the fact that they were inseparable twins. During a particular 'secret meeting' which was this time in Hermione's prefect dorm they finally came up with a plan.
"Merloyn, could you please just show me what you look like. It's just weird not knowing what your twin looks like," Draco pleaded to Hermione who was sitting next to him. They were pretty close and Ron was getting a bit jealous but he finally convinced himself that there was nothing to be jealous of – they were just twins.
Hermione threw a questioning glance at him which no one understood for they hadn't explained about how Ron had seen the real Merloyn Ensis Malfoy.
"Okay, Hermione. I'm only getting over it now but sure. It's a bit unfair anyway that I've seen you and your very own twin hasn't," he replied.
"You've seen her before?" Harry asked.
"Before me!" Draco exclaimed.
Hermione shook her head. "Okay guys, well anyway. I'll change. Beware though, this could get ugly. The only person who's seen me do this before is Draco and he absolutely freaked out the first time – but we were only five," she said the last part at her twin's defence for she knew him all too well.
Then slowly she began to change. Her skin gradually became paler as her hair lengthened and turned silvery blonde. Her figure became more athletic and her face longer. After a few minutes Draco, Harry and even Ron, who had seen her before, was starring in awe at Merloyn Ensis Malfoy. She was the feminine replica of Draco, or Draco the masculine replica of her. Their eyes were the same colour, their hair the same shade, their skin the same pale.
"Oh man, oh man, oh man," Harry muttered to himself. "If I wasn't convinced that you're Malfoy's twin I am now."
But Draco just cracked into a smile and threw himself at her in a hug.
"That's more like it sis!" he exclaimed. "It'll be just like the old times again."
Merloyn smiled in reply, "Now brother dearest, we need to get to business. I've been thinking, and I've come up with a theory. Instead of running from father, it might be easier to get rid of him altogether."
Draco was shocked. "No Merloyn," he said. "I'm not having you repeat the 'Uncle Proterro' chronicles again. Especially not for me. I was there Merloyn, I saw you. It's not happening again."
Harry and Ron, who didn't know about Merloyn's desperate mean of escape had a confused expression on his face.
"You tell him Draco," Merloyn told her twin brother. "I want Harry to know but I just can't bare to repeat the tale again."
"Okay, Merloyn. If you want me to. It's not a joyride for me either but it'll be easier for me than you. Does Weasley know?" he said.
"No," Ron replied. "But I sorta guessed. Merloyn burst into tears before she could say anything."
Draco gave his twin a look that no-one could interpret except for her.
"Full," she finally said and her twin continued to tell the tale.
"Well, it all pretty much started when father found out about our original plan of escape and then pretended that I had told him. Merloyn wouldn't talk to me after that and I really don't blame her. Then she got so desperate after father almost killed Aquilis that they just decided to go for it. They were in the south entrance and Merloyn was about to apparrate the both of them to muggle London – she was better at apparrating than our father! – when Uncle Proterro caught her. Then she struggled with him.."
He looked at Merloyn who was looking at the ground. He gave her another 'Look' after squeezing her arm reassuringly.
"Yeah, you're right Draco. I do need to tell this part of the story," she said looking at the door. "We struggled for a while he tried to knock me out but I kept shooting curses at him. I wasn't about to use the Avada Kedavra – yes Harry I'm better than all of those Death-Eating idiots at the Unforgivable curses – 'cause I wasn't exactly willing to commit my first murder at the age of ten, well at any age really, but he finally knocked the wand out of my hand when I was distracted by Aquilis. Then we launched into hand-to-hand combat. Like I told Ron, I was better than even say, the muggle Arnold Schwartzeneggar with a knife and that's exactly what we were doing. A ten year old and a 47 year old circling each other – one with a dagger and the other a sword. Well, I guess the training wasn't all wasted cause I threwthedaggeranditwentstraightintothemiddleofhisthroat! Then I actually walked up and twisted it. I twisted it! I twisted it!" she was crying again but this time she was semi-composed. Draco was squeezing her arm with his other arm wrapped around her.
Harry and Ron were silent. They were occasionally throwing each other 'what the heck do we do now?' looks – they weren't very experienced in the art of 'how to conceal your looks'. When they weren't looking at each other their eyes were roaming around the room at anything but the two Malfoys.
"But that's not I what I was planning," the female one finally said interrupting the uncomfortable silence. "I was thinking along the lines of putting him in Azkaban. By what he did to the two of us alone would land him a Death sentence let alone that he's a Death Eater!"
"Well, we better tell Dumbledore now. He's going to do some Ministry work in Scotland on Tuesday and it's already Saturday!" Harry said.
"Then what are we waiting for. Let's go!" Ron said and with that the four sneaked into the boy's dorm to wake Josh before going to the Headmaster's office.