AN: Okies, this chapter might get a little weird...I dunno, but forgive me.
This chapter might have the bad stuff in it, or maybe the next, depends how
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Chapter 5 I'll Start With You
Harry returned to the Great Hall with McGonagall, but as he went to sit down, she stopped him. "Why did you do that, Mr. Potter?" She asked.
Harry thought about the answer. "I was concerned," he replied.
"There's more to that answer, isn't there?" McGonagall asked, tilting her head forward to get Harry to look up at her. Harry fought to find the words to answer the professor. Why would he tell her it was because he thought Aurora hated his guts? Sighing, he opened his mouth to try and answer, but McGonagall sensed his hesitation and stopped him. "It's alright," she said, "you don't have to tell me."
Before Harry could say anything else, McGonagall turned and headed back to the teacher's table. About two seconds later, Ron and Hermione ran up to him.
"What did you go do?" Ron asked. "What happened to Aurora?" Hermione cried right after Ron. Harry cocked an eyebrow at Hermione's question. "Why are you so concerned? I thought you were afraid she was going to best you out." Hermione blushed and looked away, making Harry turn back to Ron.
"I told Aurora that I figured I knew who had attacked her, and I was right." Harry explained. Hermione gasped. "Aren't you going to tell Dumbledore!?" She cried. Harry shook his head. "No, that's her business and her decision," he replied, "and I think she has a plan for what to do about it." Hermione and Ron glanced at each other, as Harry walked past them to return to the table.
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Aurora sat up in her bed. Madam Pomfrey hadn't checked on her all day.
First of all, she was hungry. She had missed breakfast thanks to her injuries, and who knows what time it was now. Second of all, she was missing all her classes, and she didn't know if her teachers would grant her mercy. And lastly, she had her own business to take care of: Lucius Malfoy.
There was a sudden noise as Madam Pomfrey bustled into the room, rushing right past Aurora. "Excuse me?" Aurora called, making Madam Pomfrey stop and turn to her. "Yes, dear?" She asked. "May I leave?" Aurora asked. Madam Pomfrey chuckled. "Oh, no, dear," she replied, walking over to the girl, "you have to stay until your injuries go!" Aurora sighed. "May I have something to eat, then?" She asked.
Madam Pomfrey blushed in shame. "Of course! My apologies dear!" And with that she hurried off.
¤...Later that night...¤
Aurora had fallen asleep after Madam Pomfrey had brought her a meal. She began to have a dream, she could hear voices, but she couldn't tell who it was or what they were saying. She began to toss and turn in her bed before she finally woke up to see that the voices were actually coming from right before her.
Two men stood at the foot of her bed, one easily recognizable as Snape, the other man had interesting features, visible in the dark. He had long, feathery white-blonde hair that was visible in the dark, his face was etched and hard, with a hawk-like nose.
"Lucius, what was the point of this?" Snape demanded, a hand gesturing towards the 'sleeping' Aurora. Lucius shrugged in the dark. "I was making sure Draco still obeyed me. He seemed a bit soft before he left for school," he replied.
'So this is Draco's father?' Aurora thought.
"That's no reason to order him to beat the girl up!" Snape snapped.
"Are you defending her?" Lucius purred, reaching up to tuck Snape's raven- black hair behind one ear. Aurora saw Snape stiffen at Lucius' touch, but he did nothing. "Yes, Lucius, I am defending her. She is my student, and if I know that my students are beating up each other up, save for the fact of Potter, I have the power to stop it!" Snape hissed, whirling around and storming from the Hospital Wing.
Lucius smirked as he turned to face Aurora and slowly, he approached the side of her bed, staring down at her. Aurora's eye narrowed as he stretched out a hand and brushed the hair away from her face.
"I thought Malfoys didn't show emotion," she said in a normal voice, making Lucius snatch his hand back and take a few steps backward. Aurora saw his lip curl as he straightened his posture. "Looks like my son did an adequate job," he said mockingly.
Aurora sat up, her hair spilling over her shoulder, making Lucius back up, his sneer fading. "What are you afraid of?" Aurora whispered. Lucius scoffed and whipped his hair behind him. "Afraid?" He spat. "I'm never afraid."
Aurora laughed softly, the angel-like sound filling the small area. Lucius' stature wavered slightly at the sound. "You're afraid of me, of the title I have been given. You believe it, don't you?" Lucius pursed his lips and turned away. "I will not be questioned by a child," he sneered. Aurora scoffed. "You're acting like a child more than me," she spat.
Lucius whirled around and slapped Aurora across the face, and she let out a shriek of anger. When she moved to counterattac, Lucius lunged forward and grabbed her by the wrists, falling on top of her, and pinning her to the bed. He exhaled and his hot breath swept across her face, smelling of spices and peppermint.
But Aurora responded in a completely different manner, she grinned. "I'll start with you," she taunted.
Lucius frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?" He hissed angrily.
Aurora continued to smile, making Lucius grow more angry by the second. "I have a wish to grant," she replied, now smirking.
~*~*~*~
Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore stood conversing in Dumbledore's room. As they spoke, there was a knock on the door and Snape stepped in. He didn't speak as he walked up next to McGonagall, and as one, they all sat down.
Albus clasped his hands on top of his desk as he looked at the two Professors, it almost looked like he was disciplining them.
"As you both know, I am deeply troubled by the attack on Aurora," he began, "and since you are the Head of Slytherin, Severus, I asked you here to help us." Snape's gaze moved to McGonagall, who had begun to speak.
"We have both concluded that she was attacked by a student, the injuries being too few and too weak," she said. "Yet what we do not know, is the motive behind the attack," Dumbledore finished, "whether it was intentional or not."
Severus nodded like he agreed, but fought to keep his mouth shut. He would never betray Lucius. Never. But what would happen if they found out he knew who had done it? "Who do you suppose it could have been?" He asked.
McGonagall and Dumbledore looked at each other. "We have two suspects," Dumbledore replied solemnly. "Mr. Potter or Mr. Malfoy," McGonagall continued. Snape scoffed. "Mr. Malfoy?" He spat. "I believe it was Potter."
"Severus..." Dumbledore warned. "We're not here to accuse, we're here to decipher and narrow the possiblities."
"Then, why don't you talk to Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy, and see what happens?" Severus sneered. Dumbledore shrugged and looked at McGonagall. "I suppose that that's an adequate idea," he replied.
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AN: Guess it's the next chapter that gets the bad stuff.
I think this is great! No flames!
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Chapter 5 I'll Start With You
Harry returned to the Great Hall with McGonagall, but as he went to sit down, she stopped him. "Why did you do that, Mr. Potter?" She asked.
Harry thought about the answer. "I was concerned," he replied.
"There's more to that answer, isn't there?" McGonagall asked, tilting her head forward to get Harry to look up at her. Harry fought to find the words to answer the professor. Why would he tell her it was because he thought Aurora hated his guts? Sighing, he opened his mouth to try and answer, but McGonagall sensed his hesitation and stopped him. "It's alright," she said, "you don't have to tell me."
Before Harry could say anything else, McGonagall turned and headed back to the teacher's table. About two seconds later, Ron and Hermione ran up to him.
"What did you go do?" Ron asked. "What happened to Aurora?" Hermione cried right after Ron. Harry cocked an eyebrow at Hermione's question. "Why are you so concerned? I thought you were afraid she was going to best you out." Hermione blushed and looked away, making Harry turn back to Ron.
"I told Aurora that I figured I knew who had attacked her, and I was right." Harry explained. Hermione gasped. "Aren't you going to tell Dumbledore!?" She cried. Harry shook his head. "No, that's her business and her decision," he replied, "and I think she has a plan for what to do about it." Hermione and Ron glanced at each other, as Harry walked past them to return to the table.
~*~*~*~
Aurora sat up in her bed. Madam Pomfrey hadn't checked on her all day.
First of all, she was hungry. She had missed breakfast thanks to her injuries, and who knows what time it was now. Second of all, she was missing all her classes, and she didn't know if her teachers would grant her mercy. And lastly, she had her own business to take care of: Lucius Malfoy.
There was a sudden noise as Madam Pomfrey bustled into the room, rushing right past Aurora. "Excuse me?" Aurora called, making Madam Pomfrey stop and turn to her. "Yes, dear?" She asked. "May I leave?" Aurora asked. Madam Pomfrey chuckled. "Oh, no, dear," she replied, walking over to the girl, "you have to stay until your injuries go!" Aurora sighed. "May I have something to eat, then?" She asked.
Madam Pomfrey blushed in shame. "Of course! My apologies dear!" And with that she hurried off.
¤...Later that night...¤
Aurora had fallen asleep after Madam Pomfrey had brought her a meal. She began to have a dream, she could hear voices, but she couldn't tell who it was or what they were saying. She began to toss and turn in her bed before she finally woke up to see that the voices were actually coming from right before her.
Two men stood at the foot of her bed, one easily recognizable as Snape, the other man had interesting features, visible in the dark. He had long, feathery white-blonde hair that was visible in the dark, his face was etched and hard, with a hawk-like nose.
"Lucius, what was the point of this?" Snape demanded, a hand gesturing towards the 'sleeping' Aurora. Lucius shrugged in the dark. "I was making sure Draco still obeyed me. He seemed a bit soft before he left for school," he replied.
'So this is Draco's father?' Aurora thought.
"That's no reason to order him to beat the girl up!" Snape snapped.
"Are you defending her?" Lucius purred, reaching up to tuck Snape's raven- black hair behind one ear. Aurora saw Snape stiffen at Lucius' touch, but he did nothing. "Yes, Lucius, I am defending her. She is my student, and if I know that my students are beating up each other up, save for the fact of Potter, I have the power to stop it!" Snape hissed, whirling around and storming from the Hospital Wing.
Lucius smirked as he turned to face Aurora and slowly, he approached the side of her bed, staring down at her. Aurora's eye narrowed as he stretched out a hand and brushed the hair away from her face.
"I thought Malfoys didn't show emotion," she said in a normal voice, making Lucius snatch his hand back and take a few steps backward. Aurora saw his lip curl as he straightened his posture. "Looks like my son did an adequate job," he said mockingly.
Aurora sat up, her hair spilling over her shoulder, making Lucius back up, his sneer fading. "What are you afraid of?" Aurora whispered. Lucius scoffed and whipped his hair behind him. "Afraid?" He spat. "I'm never afraid."
Aurora laughed softly, the angel-like sound filling the small area. Lucius' stature wavered slightly at the sound. "You're afraid of me, of the title I have been given. You believe it, don't you?" Lucius pursed his lips and turned away. "I will not be questioned by a child," he sneered. Aurora scoffed. "You're acting like a child more than me," she spat.
Lucius whirled around and slapped Aurora across the face, and she let out a shriek of anger. When she moved to counterattac, Lucius lunged forward and grabbed her by the wrists, falling on top of her, and pinning her to the bed. He exhaled and his hot breath swept across her face, smelling of spices and peppermint.
But Aurora responded in a completely different manner, she grinned. "I'll start with you," she taunted.
Lucius frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?" He hissed angrily.
Aurora continued to smile, making Lucius grow more angry by the second. "I have a wish to grant," she replied, now smirking.
~*~*~*~
Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore stood conversing in Dumbledore's room. As they spoke, there was a knock on the door and Snape stepped in. He didn't speak as he walked up next to McGonagall, and as one, they all sat down.
Albus clasped his hands on top of his desk as he looked at the two Professors, it almost looked like he was disciplining them.
"As you both know, I am deeply troubled by the attack on Aurora," he began, "and since you are the Head of Slytherin, Severus, I asked you here to help us." Snape's gaze moved to McGonagall, who had begun to speak.
"We have both concluded that she was attacked by a student, the injuries being too few and too weak," she said. "Yet what we do not know, is the motive behind the attack," Dumbledore finished, "whether it was intentional or not."
Severus nodded like he agreed, but fought to keep his mouth shut. He would never betray Lucius. Never. But what would happen if they found out he knew who had done it? "Who do you suppose it could have been?" He asked.
McGonagall and Dumbledore looked at each other. "We have two suspects," Dumbledore replied solemnly. "Mr. Potter or Mr. Malfoy," McGonagall continued. Snape scoffed. "Mr. Malfoy?" He spat. "I believe it was Potter."
"Severus..." Dumbledore warned. "We're not here to accuse, we're here to decipher and narrow the possiblities."
"Then, why don't you talk to Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy, and see what happens?" Severus sneered. Dumbledore shrugged and looked at McGonagall. "I suppose that that's an adequate idea," he replied.
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AN: Guess it's the next chapter that gets the bad stuff.