Author's Note: hehe...hope everyone had a nice turkey day! I did...for
the most part...especially since I didn't have school. I, again, will try
my best to update again soon! Hope ya like this chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They all belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers. I do now own Harry Potter.
Thanks to Elfin Warrior Maiden for the nice review!! Why is it that I have 2 reviews?!! Please review...or else I might just get tired of this...and stop writing! Sorry... :)!
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Chapter 3: Beginning Anew
"Well...Draco...it'll depend on how much you really know your father."
Harry's face was overcome with amusement and fear. His plan was risky since he knew inside that Malfoy didn't know much about his father. It was the Malfoy rule...to never show your true self. He knew that it was what Draco had been doing his whole life, on his father's request. To show everyone your self was to lose power and respect. However, nothing else seemed to work...this would have to be the plan.
"Wow, I never knew you had it in you to call me by my first name. Good Job. Well, Harry, before I tell you all my knowledge on Lucius, I want to know what the plan is."
Whatever the plan was Draco didn't really want to know...if he had to face his "father" again, he knew it'd be hard. He didn't want to have to think of that night again, the night - his mother...everything came back in a flash of memories. Bad memories. He was a Malfoy, why was he overcome with emotions? He couldn't let Harry, Ron, and Hermione see him this way, so he placed the best smirk on his face and stared. But before that, he caught the eyes of Hermione. Had she seen his face? He hoped not...he quickly looked away and concentrated on Harry.
Hermione couldn't believe her eyes. As Harry went on talking, she met Draco's gray eyes - which were generally full of emptiness and coldness - tear up a bit. Throughout their years at Hogwarts, she had not seen Draco so - - normal. He had always acted with an air of superiority, but was he a changed person? What had really happened that night after graduation at the Malfoy Manor? She didn't know...but she yearned to find the truth. She turned back towards Harry and focused on his words.
"Well, Draco, I just thought that you've been working with us for...what...like 2 and a half years now...its about time we treated each other with more respect...right?"
An apprehensive silence filled the room. Harry's expression seemed to be one of uneasiness as he nudged Ron in the back.
"Yeah...Draco...enough with the last name calling...just call me Ron."
Draco couldn't help but beam at this. Could he and a Weasley be friends? Oh...of course...it couldn't have happened under his "father's commands." But none of it mattered now, he was free to do as he wished. He could be friends with Weasley, Potter, and Mudblood. He cringed at the thought of the word "Mudblood" and secretly promised that he'd never say the word again.
"Well, Ron, (stops in mid-sentence and smiles)...sorry its kinda strange...okay well now that we're on first name terms...lets get on with the meeting."
Hermione couldn't believe her ears. Were the boys (who were actually 21- ish now..) actually getting along?
"Okay now, Draco, I'm going to need you to -- well how should I say this -- well seduce your father's secretary with, well, your charm...I suppose. Get all the information you can from her about your father and the death- eaters. Find out whether the girl is "good" or "evil." If she's evil, well I suppose we could turn her in to the Ministry. If she's good, then we can tell her we're aurors and hopefully get her to help."
"Okay, now, how do we know that this "girl" is telling the truth about everything? I mean women lie all the time. "
"Well, gee, Hermione. Do you lie all the time? (Hermione shoots Harry a glare, and Harry smirks) Okay, jeez, no need to get mad here. I'm just joking. Okay...I don't really know...I suppose if we can get a hold of some Veritaserum, that would work."
Draco stared into the open window. Was Harry's plan good enough? How much did the death-eaters know of his betrayal? If he was to help "seduce" this girl, she would tell Lucius right away if she knew that he was an auror.
" So, how do we ensure that this girl isn't going to know that I'm an auror beforehand? And what does this have to do with me knowing my father well enough? I don't think this plan is that reliable."
Harry thought about it. Draco was right. The death-eaters by ear of Lucius would know about Draco's "light-side."
"Draco, you're going to need to know what this girl has to do to get fired, but not get killed. If this girl just disappeared, then, your father would think that it was suspicious. We need to get her into enough trouble, but not enough to get -- the killing curse."
"O...you don't have to worry then, that'll be simple enough."
"Alright, so everyone set on the mission so far? Questions?"
"No, sir! Okay, now that we're done, can we eat? I'm so past starving!"
Hermione laughed. Ron always made her laugh. He definitely had the Weasley genes in him.
"Look, we'll meet again, tomorrow at 9 o'clock! And yes, we can eat now."
~~~~~~~~~ AFTER DINNER ~~~~~~~~
"Draco...Draco?!"
Draco was sitting near the window. He heard voices. It didn't seem right. The night was replaying in his mind. The voices wouldn't leave. He didn't want to face this. But this was his job, he HAD to do it. Sure, it'd be hard, but it'd be doing the right thing. If they conquered the Dark Lord, he wouldn't have to face his father again. There was nothing Lucius could do, if they ensured that Voldemort would never live again. This was their task...he knew it well.
"Earth to Draco Malfoy!!"
The loud voice in his ear startled Draco and he looked back.
"O...hello Hermione...didn't hear you there. Sorry. Was there something you wanted?"
"O...nothing. I just was calling you because it's about 11:30 now and I thought you would like to get home and get some sleep for tomorrow morning."
"O, yeah, I better go now. Bye Harry. Bye Ron. Bye Hermione. I'll see you guys tomorrow."
"Bye Draco, Good Night!"
With a pop, Draco Malfoy apparated out of the Burrow and into his own shabby apartment.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They all belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers. I do now own Harry Potter.
Thanks to Elfin Warrior Maiden for the nice review!! Why is it that I have 2 reviews?!! Please review...or else I might just get tired of this...and stop writing! Sorry... :)!
Fan-Fic here:
Chapter 3: Beginning Anew
"Well...Draco...it'll depend on how much you really know your father."
Harry's face was overcome with amusement and fear. His plan was risky since he knew inside that Malfoy didn't know much about his father. It was the Malfoy rule...to never show your true self. He knew that it was what Draco had been doing his whole life, on his father's request. To show everyone your self was to lose power and respect. However, nothing else seemed to work...this would have to be the plan.
"Wow, I never knew you had it in you to call me by my first name. Good Job. Well, Harry, before I tell you all my knowledge on Lucius, I want to know what the plan is."
Whatever the plan was Draco didn't really want to know...if he had to face his "father" again, he knew it'd be hard. He didn't want to have to think of that night again, the night - his mother...everything came back in a flash of memories. Bad memories. He was a Malfoy, why was he overcome with emotions? He couldn't let Harry, Ron, and Hermione see him this way, so he placed the best smirk on his face and stared. But before that, he caught the eyes of Hermione. Had she seen his face? He hoped not...he quickly looked away and concentrated on Harry.
Hermione couldn't believe her eyes. As Harry went on talking, she met Draco's gray eyes - which were generally full of emptiness and coldness - tear up a bit. Throughout their years at Hogwarts, she had not seen Draco so - - normal. He had always acted with an air of superiority, but was he a changed person? What had really happened that night after graduation at the Malfoy Manor? She didn't know...but she yearned to find the truth. She turned back towards Harry and focused on his words.
"Well, Draco, I just thought that you've been working with us for...what...like 2 and a half years now...its about time we treated each other with more respect...right?"
An apprehensive silence filled the room. Harry's expression seemed to be one of uneasiness as he nudged Ron in the back.
"Yeah...Draco...enough with the last name calling...just call me Ron."
Draco couldn't help but beam at this. Could he and a Weasley be friends? Oh...of course...it couldn't have happened under his "father's commands." But none of it mattered now, he was free to do as he wished. He could be friends with Weasley, Potter, and Mudblood. He cringed at the thought of the word "Mudblood" and secretly promised that he'd never say the word again.
"Well, Ron, (stops in mid-sentence and smiles)...sorry its kinda strange...okay well now that we're on first name terms...lets get on with the meeting."
Hermione couldn't believe her ears. Were the boys (who were actually 21- ish now..) actually getting along?
"Okay now, Draco, I'm going to need you to -- well how should I say this -- well seduce your father's secretary with, well, your charm...I suppose. Get all the information you can from her about your father and the death- eaters. Find out whether the girl is "good" or "evil." If she's evil, well I suppose we could turn her in to the Ministry. If she's good, then we can tell her we're aurors and hopefully get her to help."
"Okay, now, how do we know that this "girl" is telling the truth about everything? I mean women lie all the time. "
"Well, gee, Hermione. Do you lie all the time? (Hermione shoots Harry a glare, and Harry smirks) Okay, jeez, no need to get mad here. I'm just joking. Okay...I don't really know...I suppose if we can get a hold of some Veritaserum, that would work."
Draco stared into the open window. Was Harry's plan good enough? How much did the death-eaters know of his betrayal? If he was to help "seduce" this girl, she would tell Lucius right away if she knew that he was an auror.
" So, how do we ensure that this girl isn't going to know that I'm an auror beforehand? And what does this have to do with me knowing my father well enough? I don't think this plan is that reliable."
Harry thought about it. Draco was right. The death-eaters by ear of Lucius would know about Draco's "light-side."
"Draco, you're going to need to know what this girl has to do to get fired, but not get killed. If this girl just disappeared, then, your father would think that it was suspicious. We need to get her into enough trouble, but not enough to get -- the killing curse."
"O...you don't have to worry then, that'll be simple enough."
"Alright, so everyone set on the mission so far? Questions?"
"No, sir! Okay, now that we're done, can we eat? I'm so past starving!"
Hermione laughed. Ron always made her laugh. He definitely had the Weasley genes in him.
"Look, we'll meet again, tomorrow at 9 o'clock! And yes, we can eat now."
~~~~~~~~~ AFTER DINNER ~~~~~~~~
"Draco...Draco?!"
Draco was sitting near the window. He heard voices. It didn't seem right. The night was replaying in his mind. The voices wouldn't leave. He didn't want to face this. But this was his job, he HAD to do it. Sure, it'd be hard, but it'd be doing the right thing. If they conquered the Dark Lord, he wouldn't have to face his father again. There was nothing Lucius could do, if they ensured that Voldemort would never live again. This was their task...he knew it well.
"Earth to Draco Malfoy!!"
The loud voice in his ear startled Draco and he looked back.
"O...hello Hermione...didn't hear you there. Sorry. Was there something you wanted?"
"O...nothing. I just was calling you because it's about 11:30 now and I thought you would like to get home and get some sleep for tomorrow morning."
"O, yeah, I better go now. Bye Harry. Bye Ron. Bye Hermione. I'll see you guys tomorrow."
"Bye Draco, Good Night!"
With a pop, Draco Malfoy apparated out of the Burrow and into his own shabby apartment.