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Chapter Six: The Detention
~Sparklemoonbunny~
Draco grabbed his black Hogwarts robes and proceeded out the sleeping quarters and down to the common room. It was still rather early in the morning and the students were sleeping soundly in their beds. None had to awake to serve a detention.
"Can't believe I have a detention," muttered Malfoy to no one in particular.
The teenager shook his head and exited the Slytherin common room. Out in the halls a few prefects lurked about making sure no one was where they shouldn't be. The blond paid them no mind and walked briskly down the drafty halls towards the dungeons. He paused in front of Snape's door and banged loudly on it.
"Enter," commanded a cold voice.
Malfoy walked in and saw Potter standing besides Snape's desk with the Potions Professor scribbling notes on parchment. Snape looked up from his papers directly into the eyes of Draco. He then rose from his seat and walked around to the two boys.
"Now that you both are here, this detention can begin," Snape sneered.
Both boys said nothing and Snape beckoned them to the sinks in the back of the cold room. Inside the sinks were scrubbing brushes, rags, and buckets of soapy water.
"You both are to clean the floors using these," said Snape motioning to the cleaning supplies. "Without magic."
"You can't be serious!" complained Malfoy with widen eyes.
The professor's face formed an evil smile.
"I am, Mr. Malfoy. I expect the job to be done in one hour with no complaints or fights. If I hear a faint sound of fighting I'll add more to your load and give you both a week's worth of detention. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, sir," both boys said in union.
Snape gave furrowed his brow.
"Now get to work."
He then walked back to his desk and continued on with his paper work.
Draco walked to the sink and grabbed a bucket and a scrub brush.
"We'll each start on opposite sides of the room and meet in the middle," the Slytherin spat out.
Harry shrugged and grabbed a bucket also.
"Whatever, Malfoy."
For the next twenty minutes the boys scrubbed and polished the floors so that they looked impeccable. Each paid the other no mind and concentrated on their tasks. Upon half an hour into detention Snape got up from his work.
"I have to see one of the other professors about a student. I trust that there will no fights while I'm about. I'll be back at the end of your detention," Professor Snape said and then walked out the room.
Draco laughed when he left the room causing Harry to stop what he was doing and stare at the boy.
"What's so funny, Malfoy?" the emerald eyed boy asked while submerging his brush into the bucket.
Draco stared at the Boy Who Lived and smirked.
"Well, it seems rather funny that even Snape doesn't want to stay for this detention," explained Malfoy.
Harry said nothing and continued washing the floors. Draco on the other hand, threw his rag to the ground and got up stretching. The blond then walked over to a table and observed a jar filled with what looked like a dragon heart.
Harry stopped what he was doing and frowned at Malfoy.
"What do you think you're doing? You're not done yet," the raven-haired boy scolded.
Draco turned to face Harry smugly.
"All this slave work has tired me out," said Malfoy picking at his nails.
"Nonsense! This isn't even a lot of work, Malfoy!" retorted Harry.
The silver-eyed boy shrugged, "Malfoys don't do this type of work. This is something a house elf does."
" Sod off, Malfoy! You're just a lazy twit who can't clean floors let alone doing anything by himself!" taunted Potter.
Draco's face grew flustered and his face grew warm with embarrassment.
"What did you say to me?" he asked Harry although he heard clearly.
Harry stood up from his work.
"You heard me! You can't do anything unless Daddy gets it for you or has someone do it. Take the quidditch team! The only reason you made it is because your father bought the team brooms!" exclaimed Harry.
Draco didn't say anything but looked at Harry with pure malice.
Harry shook his head in disguise and went back to his work.
After a moment Malfoy spoke.
"You think you know everything about me," the Slytherin said quietly. "You along with everyone else all think they know the real Draco Malfoy."
Harry stopped what he was doing and looked at Draco in confusion.
"What are you talking about?" Potter asked.
" I know what people say about me! They all think I'm some mean nasty git whose parents spoil him rotten and he gets whatever he wants! Don't talk to Malfoy, he wants to grow up and be just like his father and follow in Voldemort's footsteps! Draco Malfoy is just a bully who doesn't have any feelings! Draco this! Draco that! Well I hate to surprise everyone but I'm not deaf! I know what people say about me!" sputtered the blonde.
He looked at Harry with eyes wetting.
"You want to know why I'm like this, Potter? It's because I'm jealous! There I said it! I DRACO MALFOY am jealous!" Malfoy yelled out.
His roamed around Harry and he shook his head.
"Look at you. You have everything. Fame, friends, people who care about you. When you first came here people were already fawning over you wanting to be your friend. What do I have? Nothing! I have a father who barely listens to me and a mother whose main concern is making sure she can top her friends! As for Crabbe and Goyle? It's like talking to rocks! The only thing I have going for me is the name Malfoy and bloody I don't even want that!"
Draco then took a deep breath and slumped into a nearby chair and buried his face into his hands. He wasn't sobbing; he was just sitting there shaking.
Harry sighed and walked uncertainly towards Draco.
"Come on, Malfoy. Not everyone hates you," Harry said quietly.
No response came from the distressed boy.
Harry scratched his head and pulled up a chair and positioned himself in front of Draco.
"Malfoy, I don't hate you. Yeah, you can be a pain at times and sometimes you can seem obnoxious but you're still a human being. Nobody's perfect; everyone makes mistakes," The raven-haired boy spoke gently.
"Easy for you to say. Everyone likes you," muttered Malfoy from behind his hands.
Harry thought for a moment and then spoke.
"Then show them that you can be nice. Show them you changed. If people see that you can be nice then they'll want to get to know you," answered Potter. "In fact I'll be your friend if you want."
Draco dropped his hands from his face and looked at Harry in disbelief.
"You want to be my friend?" he asked in a small voice.
Harry nodded, "Sure, I mean everyone deserves a second chance"
Harry's face broke out into a smile and Draco shook his head.
"I don't know what to say, Potter. No one ever wanted to give me a second chance," admitted Malfoy quietly.
"Then don't say nothing and let's get our work finished," grinned Harry.
Slowly a smile crept on Draco's face and he nodded in agreement.
A/N: AWWW! It's a Kodak moment! ::takes picture:: Both boys came to an agreement!!!! Please remember to read and respond and drink responsibly this New years. Questions, concerns, comments, flames, money can all be sent to eternalsailormoon525@sailormoon.com Laterz!
~Sparklemoonbunny~
Chapter Six: The Detention
~Sparklemoonbunny~
Draco grabbed his black Hogwarts robes and proceeded out the sleeping quarters and down to the common room. It was still rather early in the morning and the students were sleeping soundly in their beds. None had to awake to serve a detention.
"Can't believe I have a detention," muttered Malfoy to no one in particular.
The teenager shook his head and exited the Slytherin common room. Out in the halls a few prefects lurked about making sure no one was where they shouldn't be. The blond paid them no mind and walked briskly down the drafty halls towards the dungeons. He paused in front of Snape's door and banged loudly on it.
"Enter," commanded a cold voice.
Malfoy walked in and saw Potter standing besides Snape's desk with the Potions Professor scribbling notes on parchment. Snape looked up from his papers directly into the eyes of Draco. He then rose from his seat and walked around to the two boys.
"Now that you both are here, this detention can begin," Snape sneered.
Both boys said nothing and Snape beckoned them to the sinks in the back of the cold room. Inside the sinks were scrubbing brushes, rags, and buckets of soapy water.
"You both are to clean the floors using these," said Snape motioning to the cleaning supplies. "Without magic."
"You can't be serious!" complained Malfoy with widen eyes.
The professor's face formed an evil smile.
"I am, Mr. Malfoy. I expect the job to be done in one hour with no complaints or fights. If I hear a faint sound of fighting I'll add more to your load and give you both a week's worth of detention. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, sir," both boys said in union.
Snape gave furrowed his brow.
"Now get to work."
He then walked back to his desk and continued on with his paper work.
Draco walked to the sink and grabbed a bucket and a scrub brush.
"We'll each start on opposite sides of the room and meet in the middle," the Slytherin spat out.
Harry shrugged and grabbed a bucket also.
"Whatever, Malfoy."
For the next twenty minutes the boys scrubbed and polished the floors so that they looked impeccable. Each paid the other no mind and concentrated on their tasks. Upon half an hour into detention Snape got up from his work.
"I have to see one of the other professors about a student. I trust that there will no fights while I'm about. I'll be back at the end of your detention," Professor Snape said and then walked out the room.
Draco laughed when he left the room causing Harry to stop what he was doing and stare at the boy.
"What's so funny, Malfoy?" the emerald eyed boy asked while submerging his brush into the bucket.
Draco stared at the Boy Who Lived and smirked.
"Well, it seems rather funny that even Snape doesn't want to stay for this detention," explained Malfoy.
Harry said nothing and continued washing the floors. Draco on the other hand, threw his rag to the ground and got up stretching. The blond then walked over to a table and observed a jar filled with what looked like a dragon heart.
Harry stopped what he was doing and frowned at Malfoy.
"What do you think you're doing? You're not done yet," the raven-haired boy scolded.
Draco turned to face Harry smugly.
"All this slave work has tired me out," said Malfoy picking at his nails.
"Nonsense! This isn't even a lot of work, Malfoy!" retorted Harry.
The silver-eyed boy shrugged, "Malfoys don't do this type of work. This is something a house elf does."
" Sod off, Malfoy! You're just a lazy twit who can't clean floors let alone doing anything by himself!" taunted Potter.
Draco's face grew flustered and his face grew warm with embarrassment.
"What did you say to me?" he asked Harry although he heard clearly.
Harry stood up from his work.
"You heard me! You can't do anything unless Daddy gets it for you or has someone do it. Take the quidditch team! The only reason you made it is because your father bought the team brooms!" exclaimed Harry.
Draco didn't say anything but looked at Harry with pure malice.
Harry shook his head in disguise and went back to his work.
After a moment Malfoy spoke.
"You think you know everything about me," the Slytherin said quietly. "You along with everyone else all think they know the real Draco Malfoy."
Harry stopped what he was doing and looked at Draco in confusion.
"What are you talking about?" Potter asked.
" I know what people say about me! They all think I'm some mean nasty git whose parents spoil him rotten and he gets whatever he wants! Don't talk to Malfoy, he wants to grow up and be just like his father and follow in Voldemort's footsteps! Draco Malfoy is just a bully who doesn't have any feelings! Draco this! Draco that! Well I hate to surprise everyone but I'm not deaf! I know what people say about me!" sputtered the blonde.
He looked at Harry with eyes wetting.
"You want to know why I'm like this, Potter? It's because I'm jealous! There I said it! I DRACO MALFOY am jealous!" Malfoy yelled out.
His roamed around Harry and he shook his head.
"Look at you. You have everything. Fame, friends, people who care about you. When you first came here people were already fawning over you wanting to be your friend. What do I have? Nothing! I have a father who barely listens to me and a mother whose main concern is making sure she can top her friends! As for Crabbe and Goyle? It's like talking to rocks! The only thing I have going for me is the name Malfoy and bloody I don't even want that!"
Draco then took a deep breath and slumped into a nearby chair and buried his face into his hands. He wasn't sobbing; he was just sitting there shaking.
Harry sighed and walked uncertainly towards Draco.
"Come on, Malfoy. Not everyone hates you," Harry said quietly.
No response came from the distressed boy.
Harry scratched his head and pulled up a chair and positioned himself in front of Draco.
"Malfoy, I don't hate you. Yeah, you can be a pain at times and sometimes you can seem obnoxious but you're still a human being. Nobody's perfect; everyone makes mistakes," The raven-haired boy spoke gently.
"Easy for you to say. Everyone likes you," muttered Malfoy from behind his hands.
Harry thought for a moment and then spoke.
"Then show them that you can be nice. Show them you changed. If people see that you can be nice then they'll want to get to know you," answered Potter. "In fact I'll be your friend if you want."
Draco dropped his hands from his face and looked at Harry in disbelief.
"You want to be my friend?" he asked in a small voice.
Harry nodded, "Sure, I mean everyone deserves a second chance"
Harry's face broke out into a smile and Draco shook his head.
"I don't know what to say, Potter. No one ever wanted to give me a second chance," admitted Malfoy quietly.
"Then don't say nothing and let's get our work finished," grinned Harry.
Slowly a smile crept on Draco's face and he nodded in agreement.
A/N: AWWW! It's a Kodak moment! ::takes picture:: Both boys came to an agreement!!!! Please remember to read and respond and drink responsibly this New years. Questions, concerns, comments, flames, money can all be sent to eternalsailormoon525@sailormoon.com Laterz!
~Sparklemoonbunny~