Harry looked around his room. 'Wow! It sure is large.' He thought, taking in the huge, antiquated poster-bed, a huge mahogany table and a fireplace by the corner. He opened the bathroom door & was astonished to see that it was bigger than the size of his bedroom at the Dursleys. There was a huge bathtub in the corner, a washbasin, and a shelf for keeping toothbrushes, soaps..etc. Harry was surprised to see that everything was quite like what it was in the future. He hadn't expected to see bath- tubs in the past. He was just walking out of the bathroom, when someone knocked on the door. "Come in." he called. Ginny walked in. Harry noticed that she had washed herself & tidied herself up. Her long red hair, which had previously fallen all over her face, had now been tied up into a high ponytail. 'She looks beautiful!' Harry thought. Harry was appalled at the thought, which had flashed across his mind. He had never thought about a girl like that (except maybe Cho) and certainly not Ginny. What was he thinking? She was his best friend's little sister, for God's sake! Before he had time to analyze his thoughts, Ginny was speaking. "So, how do you like your room?"
"Err..mm..It's okay." 'Get a grip.' He told himself sternly.
"Do you have any idea what brought us here, & why?" Ginny asked, seating herself on the bed.
"No." answered Harry. An uncomfortable silence ensued. It struck Harry that Ginny might think that he was rude. He racked his brains for something to say. Thankfully, the door opened & a house-elf came in. "If Master Potter & Miss Weasley have refreshed themselves, The Great Four desire their presence at The Great Hall."
Harry & Ginny stood up. "We are ready."
Draco slammed the door of his room shut and sat on one of the chairs provided near the table. He brought his fist down on the table. "Damn it!"
The mirror hanging above the table said, "Temper, temper, temper."
"You keep your damned mouth shut!"
"My dear boy, why this anger?"
"Are you going to shut up or should I give way to my instincts & break you?' growled Draco. The mirror relapsed into silence.
'Just my luck!' Draco thought, grumpily. 'Stuck God-knows-how-many-years in the past with that blasted Potter & his adoring fan, Weasley.' He racked his brains to think of a reason to explain their sudden transportation to the past. It couldn't have been one of Voldemort's (Draco was another of those few people who referred to Voldemort by his original name) plans to kill Harry, because if it was, what was he (Draco) doing here? His mind went back to that morning, before he had been transported. His father had said that he had something of importance to tell him. Was whatever his father been about to tell him, connected with today's incidents? Draco knew that his father was right in Voldemort's inner circle. Maybe Voldemort had formulated a plan, which involved transporting both Harry & himself to the past, and once in the past, maybe he was required to kill Harry… Draco's heart chilled at the thought. Sure, he hated Harry, but that hatred didn't go to the extent of killing. Draco had actually admired Harry Potter, when he had defeated the Dark Lord. He had even tried to befriend Harry- On two occasions, one at Madame Malkin's robe shop & the second time, on the train. But Harry had repulsed him. Angry & jealous, Draco had started hating Harry, and this hatred had increased each year, as he watched Harry's ascent to popularity. Draco was sure he wouldn't mourn Harry's death, if Voldemort killed him, but he wasn't going to do it himself. Draco felt a sudden surge of anger against his father. His father & the other Death-Eaters always groveled at the feet of Voldemort & did whatever he told them to do, even at the risk of their own lives. This time, his father had probably risked his son's life. Draco had always disliked Voldemort & his brutal methods to take over the wizarding world. He couldn't understand why his father & the rest of the wizarding world cowered in fear before Voldemort. It was only because people feared him & were willing to take his side, that he had become the most feared Dark Wizard. Draco knew that his father wanted him to become a Death-Eater, but Draco had other plans. He was sick & tired of being labeled as 'the bad guy'. From his childhood, his father had tried to inculcate in him a fear of the Dark Lord, & had made it clear that Draco's destiny lay with the Dark Lord. Draco's only companions, in that huge mansion, apart from the other Death-Eaters' children, were the Dark Arts artifacts, which his father collected. His father had taught him how to use those objects since he had been this high. Those weren't the only things his father had taught him. He learnt from his father that the Malfoys were one of the oldest wizarding families & also one of Voldemort's most devoted Death-Eaters, which entitled them to act as if they owned the world.(No sarcasm intended). He was also taught that muggle-born witches or wizards were inferior to those of pureblood. In fact, he was taught many of Lucius's maxims, which explains why he turned into the kind of boy he was. When he went to Hogwarts, his whole world turned upside down. There were many muggle-borns at Hogwarts and Voldemort, rather than being considered the greatest wizard, was hated & feared by all (Slytherins always an exception). He was labeled as a bad guy by everybody, except by those from Slytherin. In fact, those from Slytherin practically worshipped him as he was Lucius Malfoy's son. At first, he was confused as to how to act. Then, encouraged by his father & the other Slytherins, he accepted the bad guy image & even projected it. His attitude was, He was already considered a bad guy, so why not live upto expectations? After all, wasn't that what his father wanted him to do? For a while, he had actually enjoyed it. Most of the time, he was bad because it was expected of him to be so. But the antagonism he felt towards Harry was real. He wasn't rude & sarcastic to Harry & his friends because he had to, but because he wanted to. He was so incredibly jealous of Potter that he had often spent sleepless nights devising plans to bring him down from the pedestal on which the other students had placed him. But that didn't necessarily mean that Draco had considered killing Harry. For a moment, Draco felt a surge of hatred towards his father for placing him in a position like this without even explaining to him what he was supposed to do. Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Come in." called Draco in a surly voice. A house-elf came in & bowed. "If Master Malfoy has refreshed himself, The Great Four desire his presence at The Great Hall."
"Why the hell do you talk in 3rd person, as if Malfoy was somebody else you were referring to?" Demanded Draco. The house-elf maintained a respectful silence.
"Ok, tell 'The Great Four that I'll be there in 5 minutes."
"If you please, I have instructions to bring Master Malfoy to them, myself."
"Oh hell! Fine. Lead the way."
The door closed behind them.
A/N-Yeah, I know that the chapter's name is really stupid & it might put people off reading the chapter, but honestly I couldn't think of anything else.
Anyway, people PLEASE REVIEW! It doesn't have to be huge lengthy ones. Just drop a line.
"Err..mm..It's okay." 'Get a grip.' He told himself sternly.
"Do you have any idea what brought us here, & why?" Ginny asked, seating herself on the bed.
"No." answered Harry. An uncomfortable silence ensued. It struck Harry that Ginny might think that he was rude. He racked his brains for something to say. Thankfully, the door opened & a house-elf came in. "If Master Potter & Miss Weasley have refreshed themselves, The Great Four desire their presence at The Great Hall."
Harry & Ginny stood up. "We are ready."
Draco slammed the door of his room shut and sat on one of the chairs provided near the table. He brought his fist down on the table. "Damn it!"
The mirror hanging above the table said, "Temper, temper, temper."
"You keep your damned mouth shut!"
"My dear boy, why this anger?"
"Are you going to shut up or should I give way to my instincts & break you?' growled Draco. The mirror relapsed into silence.
'Just my luck!' Draco thought, grumpily. 'Stuck God-knows-how-many-years in the past with that blasted Potter & his adoring fan, Weasley.' He racked his brains to think of a reason to explain their sudden transportation to the past. It couldn't have been one of Voldemort's (Draco was another of those few people who referred to Voldemort by his original name) plans to kill Harry, because if it was, what was he (Draco) doing here? His mind went back to that morning, before he had been transported. His father had said that he had something of importance to tell him. Was whatever his father been about to tell him, connected with today's incidents? Draco knew that his father was right in Voldemort's inner circle. Maybe Voldemort had formulated a plan, which involved transporting both Harry & himself to the past, and once in the past, maybe he was required to kill Harry… Draco's heart chilled at the thought. Sure, he hated Harry, but that hatred didn't go to the extent of killing. Draco had actually admired Harry Potter, when he had defeated the Dark Lord. He had even tried to befriend Harry- On two occasions, one at Madame Malkin's robe shop & the second time, on the train. But Harry had repulsed him. Angry & jealous, Draco had started hating Harry, and this hatred had increased each year, as he watched Harry's ascent to popularity. Draco was sure he wouldn't mourn Harry's death, if Voldemort killed him, but he wasn't going to do it himself. Draco felt a sudden surge of anger against his father. His father & the other Death-Eaters always groveled at the feet of Voldemort & did whatever he told them to do, even at the risk of their own lives. This time, his father had probably risked his son's life. Draco had always disliked Voldemort & his brutal methods to take over the wizarding world. He couldn't understand why his father & the rest of the wizarding world cowered in fear before Voldemort. It was only because people feared him & were willing to take his side, that he had become the most feared Dark Wizard. Draco knew that his father wanted him to become a Death-Eater, but Draco had other plans. He was sick & tired of being labeled as 'the bad guy'. From his childhood, his father had tried to inculcate in him a fear of the Dark Lord, & had made it clear that Draco's destiny lay with the Dark Lord. Draco's only companions, in that huge mansion, apart from the other Death-Eaters' children, were the Dark Arts artifacts, which his father collected. His father had taught him how to use those objects since he had been this high. Those weren't the only things his father had taught him. He learnt from his father that the Malfoys were one of the oldest wizarding families & also one of Voldemort's most devoted Death-Eaters, which entitled them to act as if they owned the world.(No sarcasm intended). He was also taught that muggle-born witches or wizards were inferior to those of pureblood. In fact, he was taught many of Lucius's maxims, which explains why he turned into the kind of boy he was. When he went to Hogwarts, his whole world turned upside down. There were many muggle-borns at Hogwarts and Voldemort, rather than being considered the greatest wizard, was hated & feared by all (Slytherins always an exception). He was labeled as a bad guy by everybody, except by those from Slytherin. In fact, those from Slytherin practically worshipped him as he was Lucius Malfoy's son. At first, he was confused as to how to act. Then, encouraged by his father & the other Slytherins, he accepted the bad guy image & even projected it. His attitude was, He was already considered a bad guy, so why not live upto expectations? After all, wasn't that what his father wanted him to do? For a while, he had actually enjoyed it. Most of the time, he was bad because it was expected of him to be so. But the antagonism he felt towards Harry was real. He wasn't rude & sarcastic to Harry & his friends because he had to, but because he wanted to. He was so incredibly jealous of Potter that he had often spent sleepless nights devising plans to bring him down from the pedestal on which the other students had placed him. But that didn't necessarily mean that Draco had considered killing Harry. For a moment, Draco felt a surge of hatred towards his father for placing him in a position like this without even explaining to him what he was supposed to do. Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Come in." called Draco in a surly voice. A house-elf came in & bowed. "If Master Malfoy has refreshed himself, The Great Four desire his presence at The Great Hall."
"Why the hell do you talk in 3rd person, as if Malfoy was somebody else you were referring to?" Demanded Draco. The house-elf maintained a respectful silence.
"Ok, tell 'The Great Four that I'll be there in 5 minutes."
"If you please, I have instructions to bring Master Malfoy to them, myself."
"Oh hell! Fine. Lead the way."
The door closed behind them.
A/N-Yeah, I know that the chapter's name is really stupid & it might put people off reading the chapter, but honestly I couldn't think of anything else.
Anyway, people PLEASE REVIEW! It doesn't have to be huge lengthy ones. Just drop a line.