Disclaimer: Draco Malfoy is not mine. but I wouldn't half like him to be.
Chapter Four
Harry had to sit next to Hermione in Charms and he was fidgetting. Half of him wanted to get Draco Malfoy back for grabbing Hermione and murdering Ron, Half of him was worried that Draco would kill him, like he killed Ron but in a more painful way, and the other half wasn't sure whether Hermione would believe him. " Will you cut it out!" Hermione snapped, slapping Harry hard on his left cheek. " Ow Hermione you stupid bitch what do you do that for?" Harry yelled. Now he wasn't so sure, maybe he wanted to see Hermione suffer. " Quit fidgeting, your gonna make me look bad!" She hissed at him. Harry scowled. Hermione had started to look better and better recently. She had started to wear more make-up and straighten her hair. She seemed to want to look good enough for Draco. She got dirty looks in the hallways and got caught twice a day kissing Draco is discarded classrooms.
Hermione was no longer Hermione, she wasn't as smart as she was before, she was cheeky and more slytherinish. She was more like the pretty girl in the periwinkle blue robes who was with Viktor Krum at the ball.
At seven o' clock Harry climbed down to the great hall to attend Ron's funeral. Harry and the Weasleys ( sounds like a band doesn't it?!) were the only people there and although it was only a short service it was still the saddest time in Harry's entire life. He peered into Ron's coffin, no knowing what to expect. He saw Ron, his eyes closed but his mouth curving up into a sort of smile. Harry cried and went into a corner.
The next day Harry awoke, there was no Ron to chat to on his way to Breakfast, no Ron to walk to lessons with, no Ron at all - Harry was all alone.
During the day Harry heard about Dumbledore. He had died, Malfoy was right, but no-one knows how, the same way Ron had died. Draco Malfoy had been swanning around the school like he owned the place, which he very nearly did. Slytherin's house points built up and rumours slid around the school that Snape had gone back to being a death eater, but nowadays there was a very fine line between what was rumour and what was true.
Sorry it's a very short chapter. I like my end. Please read and review read and review read and review, particularly the latter, REVIEW! I get very little reviews for my stories and it's depressing. So please review them. If you like this you will like If Harry had ended up in Slytherin and . the two most eligible girls in their year. Please review stories by those poor authors who get no reviews. ::Sniff Sniff:: Thanks Lottie.com
Chapter Four
Harry had to sit next to Hermione in Charms and he was fidgetting. Half of him wanted to get Draco Malfoy back for grabbing Hermione and murdering Ron, Half of him was worried that Draco would kill him, like he killed Ron but in a more painful way, and the other half wasn't sure whether Hermione would believe him. " Will you cut it out!" Hermione snapped, slapping Harry hard on his left cheek. " Ow Hermione you stupid bitch what do you do that for?" Harry yelled. Now he wasn't so sure, maybe he wanted to see Hermione suffer. " Quit fidgeting, your gonna make me look bad!" She hissed at him. Harry scowled. Hermione had started to look better and better recently. She had started to wear more make-up and straighten her hair. She seemed to want to look good enough for Draco. She got dirty looks in the hallways and got caught twice a day kissing Draco is discarded classrooms.
Hermione was no longer Hermione, she wasn't as smart as she was before, she was cheeky and more slytherinish. She was more like the pretty girl in the periwinkle blue robes who was with Viktor Krum at the ball.
At seven o' clock Harry climbed down to the great hall to attend Ron's funeral. Harry and the Weasleys ( sounds like a band doesn't it?!) were the only people there and although it was only a short service it was still the saddest time in Harry's entire life. He peered into Ron's coffin, no knowing what to expect. He saw Ron, his eyes closed but his mouth curving up into a sort of smile. Harry cried and went into a corner.
The next day Harry awoke, there was no Ron to chat to on his way to Breakfast, no Ron to walk to lessons with, no Ron at all - Harry was all alone.
During the day Harry heard about Dumbledore. He had died, Malfoy was right, but no-one knows how, the same way Ron had died. Draco Malfoy had been swanning around the school like he owned the place, which he very nearly did. Slytherin's house points built up and rumours slid around the school that Snape had gone back to being a death eater, but nowadays there was a very fine line between what was rumour and what was true.
Sorry it's a very short chapter. I like my end. Please read and review read and review read and review, particularly the latter, REVIEW! I get very little reviews for my stories and it's depressing. So please review them. If you like this you will like If Harry had ended up in Slytherin and . the two most eligible girls in their year. Please review stories by those poor authors who get no reviews. ::Sniff Sniff:: Thanks Lottie.com