CHAPTER 9
"Draco, I'm serious. My so-called friends don't care about me. We might be able to pull this off. No one would ever know. Dumbledore and Snape and the staff think you betrayed him. To all the purebloods in this school, I'm just a Mudblood. We could be the most powerful wizards of all time, more powerful than Voldemort himself. Think about it, Draco. We'll be the most well known wizards of all time. We'll be more famous than the famous Harry Potter!"
"You're right! We are the smartest students to pass through this school in decades. With the two of us on his side, he'll be unstoppable! Then when he dies, we take over. We'll rule together. No one would expect either of us. We will be the most powerful wizards ever!" An evil glint passed through Draco's silver eyes. "Hermione, tell me one thing. How come you weren't put in Slytherin?"
"I dunno," she started. "Maybe 'cause Mudbloods like myself aren't allowed in your precious common room." She smirked at him to let him know that she was joking.
"Come on, let's go up to the common room, I've got some letters to send out to people. I'll tell you one thing, my father will probably be very pleased with the both of us."
Back in the common room, the two changed into pajamas, put their teeth and skin back to normal, and sat down to begin writing letters.
"First I'm writing to Father and then to Voldemort. After that I have to write to my friend Cephius," Draco said.
"Who's Cephius?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, he's my American friend. He's not a big supporter of the Dark Arts, but he likes to know what's going on over here, so I usually keep him updated."
"Oh, okay."
The letter to Lucius Malfoy said:
Dear Father,
I must tell you the truth about what's
Been happening this year. Firstly, I am Dating Hermione Granger, the Head Girl. Her parents were killed by Death Eaters, And when I heard this, I was very shocked. I cut the Dark Mark out of my arm and that's The reason why I haven't been at any of the Meetings. I will be at the next meeting, however, And Hermione will be with me. We are both going To become Death Eaters. We do not wish to receive The Dark Mark until after we graduate for safety Purposes. Don't be mad at me for being Untrustworthy in the first place. I did it for the Sake of the woman I love. She might be a muggle- Born, but she's different, she's got the heart of a Slytherin. Please inform us of when the next Meeting will take place. I am also writing to the Dark Lord now to explain the situation. Thank You for your time.
Draco
"How does that sound?" he asked.
"It's good, he should understand."
"Alright, now for Voldie."
My Lord,
I am very sorry, but I have let my loyalty
For you waver. I am dating a muggle-born, The one who is to be the mother to your heir. Because of Death Eaters, her parents are dead And I cut the Dark Mark out of my arm. She Is in the Gryffindor House but has the heart and Ambition of a true Slytherin. Because of her, I Have seen the error of my ways. I realize that I made a mistake in leaving you. Now, we have Both decided that we want to join you. We feel That we can be a great asset to you, however we Do not wish to receive the Dark Mark until after Graduation for safety purposes. Please understand That I never meant for my loyalty to waver and I Am up for whatever punishment you have in store for Me. As I have stated, we will be at the next Meeting. We wish to join you and would like To help fight for your cause.
Sincerely, Draco Malfoy
"Okay, two down, one to go."
"Do you really think he's gunna punish you just for cutting the Dark Mark out of your arm?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know. I hope not. I've been put under the Cruciatus Curse for missing a meeting to hang out with Cephius. Believe me, it hurts. I don't want him to do that to me again, but I might just have to put up with that pain."
"Oh." Hermione looked down at the floor. She couldn't begin to imagine what the curse felt like. She had seen it performed and it looked very painful.
The last letter Draco wrote said:
Dear Cephius, I know that you will probably kill me for telling You this, but I am going back to Voldemort.
Hermione is coming too. I know how you feel about The Dark Arts, but this is something I really have To do. I'm sorry and I understand if you don't Write back. I want you to know that I value our Friendship and I know that there is nothing I can Do to make you change your mind about all of this.
I'm sorry, Draco
"I feel horrible about this last one," he said when he finished.
"I'm sure he'll understand. If he's your real friend, he won't turn his back on you."
It was after midnight when they headed up to the owlery. Draco sent the letter to his father with his eagle owl, and the other two were sent with school owls.
"I hope they don't kill me. All of them will get pissed by at least one part of the letters. I don't know if Voldemort will let me back without some form of punishment," Draco said after he sent the last owl off.
"Draco, I'm sure you'll be fine. Lucius and Voldemort will probably be glad that you're going back. And if Cephius gets mad then that's his problem."
"You're right, 'Mione. I have absolutely nothing to worry about. We are both gunna be perfectly fine."
"Yeah." ~ The next morning they both took showers, got dressed and headed down to the Great Hall. They weren't holding hands as usual, but Draco remembered what had went on the night before and they didn't need to hide their relationship anymore. When they were about half way down to the Great Hall, Draco grabbed Hermione's hand.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Hermione, we don't hafta hide it anymore, my father knows, remember. Everyone can know. We don't hafta hide anymore."
"Oh yeah!"
They stopped to the side of the doors to the Great Hall as the students were filing in.
"Well, then Draco, since we don't hafta hide it anymore, I guess I can do this right in front of everybody."
She pulled him to her and kissed him right in front of everybody. Everyone stopped and watched as the Slytherin and Gryffindor started kissing in front of them all. They only started talking and moving once the two had already sat down at their tables and were smiling.
The whole hall was buzzing during breakfast. Everyone was talking about what just happened. The teachers up at the staff table were smiling. There was some improvement going on with Slytherin/Gryffindor ties.
After breakfast, Draco and Hermione went up to Defense Against the Dark Arts. The class was so boring. They had a new teacher who had absolutely no experience with the Dark Arts. Draco and Hermione whispered back and forth during the whole class period. ~ The rest of the week went by quickly. On Saturday, Draco and Hermione were excused from their Dark Arts lesson for the first Quidditch match of the year.
Hermione walked out of the school with Draco. They stopped outside of the locker room. Draco said, "I expect that you'll be cheering for me and not Potthead."
"Of course I'll be cheering for you! Potthead is an asshole! Plus Weasel is on the Gryffindor team, he's a chaser and I've had just about enough of them."
"Good. Then I want you to wear this." He took her Gryffindor scarf off from around her neck and threw it on the floor. It was replaced with his Slytherin scarf that he took off form around his neck. "And this too." He pulled a silver chain over his head. It had a silver snake on it and curled in the snake's tail was a very rare green jewel. He slipped it over her head.
"Oh Draco, it's beautiful!"
"Just like you."
They looked into each other's eyes and kissed. The kiss was very passionate and was backed with all of their emotions.
When they came apart, Draco said, "Wait here for Blaise. She'll sit with you at the game. I have to go and prepare my team since I am the captain." All she could do was nod.
The Slytherin locker room was silent. They were all sitting on the benches waiting for Draco to say something. Five minutes before the start of the game, he finally said, "Today we're playing the second best team. Second only to us of course. Don't let that get to your heads. We have to play our hardest today. It's gunna take a lot on everyone's part for us to beat this team, but we can do it. Come on! Let's show those Gryffindor bitches who's king of the Quidditch field!"
"Yeah!" they all cheered. "The Gryffindor bitches are going down! Potter is dead!"
They all walked out onto the Quidditch field and came face to face with the Gryffindors.
Madame Hooch made Draco and Harry shake hands. They each gripped the other's hand like they wanted to break it. On the whistle they all flew up into the air. Draco and Harry flew off in search of the snitch.
Ten minutes into the game, the score was 50-20 Slytherin. Twenty minutes into the game, the score was 120-100 Slytherin. Thirty minutes into the game, the score was tied at 150.
Draco saw Harry dive at the other side of the field. He was obviously attempting the Wronski Feint, but Draco wasn't fooled. He caught sight of the snitch by the Slytherin goal posts. Quickly he went into a dive in the opposite direction of where Harry was. He was just about there when he caught sight of a scarlet blur coming up from behind him. Draco lay flat on his broom to get all the extra speed he could get. Right before he grabbed it, Harry was hit in the side by a bludger and was winded. Draco reached out and grabbed the snitch. Slytherin won 300-150.
To celebrate, Draco did a victory lap around the stands. When he reached where Hermione was sitting (on the Gryffindor side), he pulled her up onto the back of his broom and flew around once more before landing.
"You did it, Draco!" she squealed hugging him. "You finally beat the great Harry Potthead!"
She said the last part right as the Gryffindor Quidditch team was walking by. They all gave her dirty looks so she gave them the finger and continued hugging Draco.
"Draco, I'm serious. My so-called friends don't care about me. We might be able to pull this off. No one would ever know. Dumbledore and Snape and the staff think you betrayed him. To all the purebloods in this school, I'm just a Mudblood. We could be the most powerful wizards of all time, more powerful than Voldemort himself. Think about it, Draco. We'll be the most well known wizards of all time. We'll be more famous than the famous Harry Potter!"
"You're right! We are the smartest students to pass through this school in decades. With the two of us on his side, he'll be unstoppable! Then when he dies, we take over. We'll rule together. No one would expect either of us. We will be the most powerful wizards ever!" An evil glint passed through Draco's silver eyes. "Hermione, tell me one thing. How come you weren't put in Slytherin?"
"I dunno," she started. "Maybe 'cause Mudbloods like myself aren't allowed in your precious common room." She smirked at him to let him know that she was joking.
"Come on, let's go up to the common room, I've got some letters to send out to people. I'll tell you one thing, my father will probably be very pleased with the both of us."
Back in the common room, the two changed into pajamas, put their teeth and skin back to normal, and sat down to begin writing letters.
"First I'm writing to Father and then to Voldemort. After that I have to write to my friend Cephius," Draco said.
"Who's Cephius?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, he's my American friend. He's not a big supporter of the Dark Arts, but he likes to know what's going on over here, so I usually keep him updated."
"Oh, okay."
The letter to Lucius Malfoy said:
Dear Father,
I must tell you the truth about what's
Been happening this year. Firstly, I am Dating Hermione Granger, the Head Girl. Her parents were killed by Death Eaters, And when I heard this, I was very shocked. I cut the Dark Mark out of my arm and that's The reason why I haven't been at any of the Meetings. I will be at the next meeting, however, And Hermione will be with me. We are both going To become Death Eaters. We do not wish to receive The Dark Mark until after we graduate for safety Purposes. Don't be mad at me for being Untrustworthy in the first place. I did it for the Sake of the woman I love. She might be a muggle- Born, but she's different, she's got the heart of a Slytherin. Please inform us of when the next Meeting will take place. I am also writing to the Dark Lord now to explain the situation. Thank You for your time.
Draco
"How does that sound?" he asked.
"It's good, he should understand."
"Alright, now for Voldie."
My Lord,
I am very sorry, but I have let my loyalty
For you waver. I am dating a muggle-born, The one who is to be the mother to your heir. Because of Death Eaters, her parents are dead And I cut the Dark Mark out of my arm. She Is in the Gryffindor House but has the heart and Ambition of a true Slytherin. Because of her, I Have seen the error of my ways. I realize that I made a mistake in leaving you. Now, we have Both decided that we want to join you. We feel That we can be a great asset to you, however we Do not wish to receive the Dark Mark until after Graduation for safety purposes. Please understand That I never meant for my loyalty to waver and I Am up for whatever punishment you have in store for Me. As I have stated, we will be at the next Meeting. We wish to join you and would like To help fight for your cause.
Sincerely, Draco Malfoy
"Okay, two down, one to go."
"Do you really think he's gunna punish you just for cutting the Dark Mark out of your arm?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know. I hope not. I've been put under the Cruciatus Curse for missing a meeting to hang out with Cephius. Believe me, it hurts. I don't want him to do that to me again, but I might just have to put up with that pain."
"Oh." Hermione looked down at the floor. She couldn't begin to imagine what the curse felt like. She had seen it performed and it looked very painful.
The last letter Draco wrote said:
Dear Cephius, I know that you will probably kill me for telling You this, but I am going back to Voldemort.
Hermione is coming too. I know how you feel about The Dark Arts, but this is something I really have To do. I'm sorry and I understand if you don't Write back. I want you to know that I value our Friendship and I know that there is nothing I can Do to make you change your mind about all of this.
I'm sorry, Draco
"I feel horrible about this last one," he said when he finished.
"I'm sure he'll understand. If he's your real friend, he won't turn his back on you."
It was after midnight when they headed up to the owlery. Draco sent the letter to his father with his eagle owl, and the other two were sent with school owls.
"I hope they don't kill me. All of them will get pissed by at least one part of the letters. I don't know if Voldemort will let me back without some form of punishment," Draco said after he sent the last owl off.
"Draco, I'm sure you'll be fine. Lucius and Voldemort will probably be glad that you're going back. And if Cephius gets mad then that's his problem."
"You're right, 'Mione. I have absolutely nothing to worry about. We are both gunna be perfectly fine."
"Yeah." ~ The next morning they both took showers, got dressed and headed down to the Great Hall. They weren't holding hands as usual, but Draco remembered what had went on the night before and they didn't need to hide their relationship anymore. When they were about half way down to the Great Hall, Draco grabbed Hermione's hand.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Hermione, we don't hafta hide it anymore, my father knows, remember. Everyone can know. We don't hafta hide anymore."
"Oh yeah!"
They stopped to the side of the doors to the Great Hall as the students were filing in.
"Well, then Draco, since we don't hafta hide it anymore, I guess I can do this right in front of everybody."
She pulled him to her and kissed him right in front of everybody. Everyone stopped and watched as the Slytherin and Gryffindor started kissing in front of them all. They only started talking and moving once the two had already sat down at their tables and were smiling.
The whole hall was buzzing during breakfast. Everyone was talking about what just happened. The teachers up at the staff table were smiling. There was some improvement going on with Slytherin/Gryffindor ties.
After breakfast, Draco and Hermione went up to Defense Against the Dark Arts. The class was so boring. They had a new teacher who had absolutely no experience with the Dark Arts. Draco and Hermione whispered back and forth during the whole class period. ~ The rest of the week went by quickly. On Saturday, Draco and Hermione were excused from their Dark Arts lesson for the first Quidditch match of the year.
Hermione walked out of the school with Draco. They stopped outside of the locker room. Draco said, "I expect that you'll be cheering for me and not Potthead."
"Of course I'll be cheering for you! Potthead is an asshole! Plus Weasel is on the Gryffindor team, he's a chaser and I've had just about enough of them."
"Good. Then I want you to wear this." He took her Gryffindor scarf off from around her neck and threw it on the floor. It was replaced with his Slytherin scarf that he took off form around his neck. "And this too." He pulled a silver chain over his head. It had a silver snake on it and curled in the snake's tail was a very rare green jewel. He slipped it over her head.
"Oh Draco, it's beautiful!"
"Just like you."
They looked into each other's eyes and kissed. The kiss was very passionate and was backed with all of their emotions.
When they came apart, Draco said, "Wait here for Blaise. She'll sit with you at the game. I have to go and prepare my team since I am the captain." All she could do was nod.
The Slytherin locker room was silent. They were all sitting on the benches waiting for Draco to say something. Five minutes before the start of the game, he finally said, "Today we're playing the second best team. Second only to us of course. Don't let that get to your heads. We have to play our hardest today. It's gunna take a lot on everyone's part for us to beat this team, but we can do it. Come on! Let's show those Gryffindor bitches who's king of the Quidditch field!"
"Yeah!" they all cheered. "The Gryffindor bitches are going down! Potter is dead!"
They all walked out onto the Quidditch field and came face to face with the Gryffindors.
Madame Hooch made Draco and Harry shake hands. They each gripped the other's hand like they wanted to break it. On the whistle they all flew up into the air. Draco and Harry flew off in search of the snitch.
Ten minutes into the game, the score was 50-20 Slytherin. Twenty minutes into the game, the score was 120-100 Slytherin. Thirty minutes into the game, the score was tied at 150.
Draco saw Harry dive at the other side of the field. He was obviously attempting the Wronski Feint, but Draco wasn't fooled. He caught sight of the snitch by the Slytherin goal posts. Quickly he went into a dive in the opposite direction of where Harry was. He was just about there when he caught sight of a scarlet blur coming up from behind him. Draco lay flat on his broom to get all the extra speed he could get. Right before he grabbed it, Harry was hit in the side by a bludger and was winded. Draco reached out and grabbed the snitch. Slytherin won 300-150.
To celebrate, Draco did a victory lap around the stands. When he reached where Hermione was sitting (on the Gryffindor side), he pulled her up onto the back of his broom and flew around once more before landing.
"You did it, Draco!" she squealed hugging him. "You finally beat the great Harry Potthead!"
She said the last part right as the Gryffindor Quidditch team was walking by. They all gave her dirty looks so she gave them the finger and continued hugging Draco.