A/n- I dont own any Harry Potter characters, except the Draten's...thank you for my faithful viewers!
Chapter 6: The History of it all
Kiara started crying as she ran down the halls, heading for the bathroom. She heard Ron and the others yelling insults at Malfoy, and then their footsteps as they followed. She plopped in the middle of floor, and then she heard a sigh. It wasnt until then that she noticed she was in the second floor bathroom. She glanced up, to see Myrtle sitting next to her.
"For once it seems someone is more upset than me." Myrtle said.
"Malfoy did it." Kiara mumbled.
"Ah. Draco Malfoy. Much like his father." Myrtle mumbles.
"Why?" Asked Kiara.
"Because he is mean to you, the way his father was mean to your mother." Myrtle says.
"What? Has my mother come in here crying before?" Kiara asked.
"No." Myrtle said. Kiara decided she should tell Myrtle what happened with her heart. Myrtle gasped afterwards.
"Whats wrong?" Kiara asked.
"Well....about 25 years ago, your mother came in here, really excited because the boy she liked was liking her back. She said she loved him, and then complained of chest pain, like you said about yours, and then she passed out. Well, I wondered if this happened to the boy she liked too, so I decided to ask Peeves the Poltergiest, if he saw anything. He said he was in the boys bathroom, and the boy she liked came in, saying he loved her, and he passed out too, from the exact same chest pains." Myrtle said.
"But....Dumbledore said Malfoy only felt my pain because he was so close by....and my mother and the boy she liked were far away....." Kiara mumbled. Then it hit her. Dumbledore had lied to her, to protect her from the truth.
What was the truth exactly?
At that moment, Ron, Harry, and Hermione came running in.
"Are you okay?!" Ron asked, seeing Kiara's tear-streaked face.
"Yeah, Im fine." Kiara said. Then she told the three of them what Myrtle told her.
"Dumbledore wouldnt lie." Harry said confindently.
"Well......if what Myrtle says is correct, then why would that happen between me and Malfoy?" Kiara asked.
"Well, he DID say that he was assuming thats what happened. Maybe he didnt know about your mom and the boy she liked having the same problem." Hermione suggested. They all decided to go along with that, they didnt like accusing Dumbledore of lying behind them.
**
Weeks had passed. Snow got thicker. Halloween was over, and so was Thanksgiving. It was now mid-December, and still nothing more was happening about the Demon mystery. Of course they still wondered, but there really was nothing more they could do. It was lunch time, and they all were talking about it at the Gryffindor house table.
"Well, Im positive there would be something in the Restricted Section." Ron said.
"We arent going in there! Obviously its protecting us from things we need not know yet." Hermione snapped. Lately they had been snapping at each other over the littlest things.
"You know, the Yule Ball is only a week-in-a-half away." Fred said, joining them. George did too. They knew some about the Draten Demon, but not enough to know it was her.
"Yeah, wow." Hermione mumbled, blushing feriously. Harry was too.
"Too bad none of you poor excuses for human will get dates!" Sneered an all too familiar voice.
"Maybe some of us already have dates!" Hermione said bravely.
"But the rest of you...are out of luck." Malfoy said.
"Malfoy, how about you dont insult anyone today?!" Kiara asked, standing up.
"How about...no." He said, smirking.
"How about you take your head out of your---!" Kiara yelled, before she was interrupted.
"Ahem." Said a voice. They turned to see Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape standing behind them, their arms crossed.
"You didnt happen to hear that...right?" Kiara asked, scared.
"Oh, I assure you Miss Draten, I did." Prof. McGonagall said.
"Im so sorry!" Kiara cried out.
"Its understandable. After all, a Slytherin has no use standing beside a Gryffindor table." She said, looking at Malfoy.
"Im sorry Professor." Malfoy mumbled.
"Its fine as well. But dont they remind you of someone, Severus?" She asked Prof. Snape.
"That they do. A young Mackenzie Draten, and the young Lucius Malfoy." Snape mumbled, smirking.
"What?!" Kiara and Malfoy cried at the same time. Then they realized they both spoke the same thing, and crossed their arms.
"Severus...." Prof. McGonagall said in a warning voice.
"Oh yes, I only meant that Miss Kiara's mother and Mr. Draco's father faught all the time, they despised each other so much, and that you two fighting reminds us of them." Snape said. With that, they left.
"Our parents knew each other?!" Kiara asked Malfoy.
"Like I would know! My father doesnt talk to me about things like that." Malfoy said.
"Well, I bet your father is hardly home now, since he is so busy helping Voldemort kill everyone." Harry said icily. The subject of Malfoy's father wasnt a good one to bring up.
"You wait Potter..." Malfoy mumbled, then turned and headed back towards the Slytherin house table.
With that, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Kiara ran to the Gryffindor common room. They needed to find things out.
**
"I dont understand! My mom and Mr. Malfoy fighting like me and Malfoy!" Kiara exclaimed.
"Well, maybe hatred towards their family runs in your family." Ron suggested.
"I think they just faught, nothing more." Hermione said. With that, they dropped that subject.
"I wonder why I havent asked anyone who my mum liked." Kiara mumbled.
"Thats true! We havent even THOUGHT of asking that!" Harry said.
"Harry, the only one I feel safe asking, without getting in trouble by the school, is Sirius. Could you send an owl to him, asking when the next visit can be?" Kiara asked.
"Sure!" Harry said. He ran and got some Parchment, and wrote a short letter asking. Then he left for the owlery, while Hermione, Ron, and Kiara grabbed out the books they checked out from the library over a month ago. They decided to read through them. Again, Ron grabbed the "Let the Future be Told" book. He purposly ripped out a blank page. After all, every single page was blank, and didnt seem to tell any future until it was meddled with. Slowly words appeared on the page. He read it, then handed it to Kiara.
She read it aloud.
"This Christmas wont be silent when the screams of the school awake the sleeping.....it will not wake the dead, of course...beware Demon....the victim is falling in.....and Potter will not succeed....the dark lord is certain."
It was still in the large, scribbly letter. Harry had just entered the common room when he heard it being read.
"Ah. It seems its adressing me by Potter now." He said.
"Wait, the victim is falling in?" Ron asked.
"Yeah....it must mean the person of Slytherin is beginning to like you, or something. Maybe you like someone..." Hermione said.
"Well, there might be a somewhat cute face here and there in Slytherin, but I know I dont love anyone....." Kiara mumbled.
"Cute face?" Harry asked, smiling.
"Er....yeah....like one of the chasers....is kinda cute, but I mean, I dont think of him every living second of every day...I barely think of him..." Kiara mumbled.
"All we know is, that if we dont stop whoever from liking you, or you from liking whoever, you will both be dead by Christmas. Harry, too." Ron said.
"Voldemort does not believe I can succeed. I believe I will. If he comes, I know I would be ready. It would be my 5th time beating him." Harry said.
"Well, I, for one, think Kiara should tell Dumbledore about this, and take the medicine, before its too late. I mean, its 3 weeks till Christmas day. I know I dont want a christmas present of death of two of my best friends, and a Slytherin." Hermione said.
"Well,....maybe the victim will stop 'falling', and be er..., over me by Christmas..." Kiara suggested. They shrugged. But Hermione was right. Dumbledore deserved to know. But still, one single thought lingered in her mind.
Who DID her mom fall in love with?
a/n- who do YOU think her mother fell in love with? who do YOU think is her victim? It could be any old slytherin male! Theres a buttload of 'em too.
Chapter 6: The History of it all
Kiara started crying as she ran down the halls, heading for the bathroom. She heard Ron and the others yelling insults at Malfoy, and then their footsteps as they followed. She plopped in the middle of floor, and then she heard a sigh. It wasnt until then that she noticed she was in the second floor bathroom. She glanced up, to see Myrtle sitting next to her.
"For once it seems someone is more upset than me." Myrtle said.
"Malfoy did it." Kiara mumbled.
"Ah. Draco Malfoy. Much like his father." Myrtle mumbles.
"Why?" Asked Kiara.
"Because he is mean to you, the way his father was mean to your mother." Myrtle says.
"What? Has my mother come in here crying before?" Kiara asked.
"No." Myrtle said. Kiara decided she should tell Myrtle what happened with her heart. Myrtle gasped afterwards.
"Whats wrong?" Kiara asked.
"Well....about 25 years ago, your mother came in here, really excited because the boy she liked was liking her back. She said she loved him, and then complained of chest pain, like you said about yours, and then she passed out. Well, I wondered if this happened to the boy she liked too, so I decided to ask Peeves the Poltergiest, if he saw anything. He said he was in the boys bathroom, and the boy she liked came in, saying he loved her, and he passed out too, from the exact same chest pains." Myrtle said.
"But....Dumbledore said Malfoy only felt my pain because he was so close by....and my mother and the boy she liked were far away....." Kiara mumbled. Then it hit her. Dumbledore had lied to her, to protect her from the truth.
What was the truth exactly?
At that moment, Ron, Harry, and Hermione came running in.
"Are you okay?!" Ron asked, seeing Kiara's tear-streaked face.
"Yeah, Im fine." Kiara said. Then she told the three of them what Myrtle told her.
"Dumbledore wouldnt lie." Harry said confindently.
"Well......if what Myrtle says is correct, then why would that happen between me and Malfoy?" Kiara asked.
"Well, he DID say that he was assuming thats what happened. Maybe he didnt know about your mom and the boy she liked having the same problem." Hermione suggested. They all decided to go along with that, they didnt like accusing Dumbledore of lying behind them.
**
Weeks had passed. Snow got thicker. Halloween was over, and so was Thanksgiving. It was now mid-December, and still nothing more was happening about the Demon mystery. Of course they still wondered, but there really was nothing more they could do. It was lunch time, and they all were talking about it at the Gryffindor house table.
"Well, Im positive there would be something in the Restricted Section." Ron said.
"We arent going in there! Obviously its protecting us from things we need not know yet." Hermione snapped. Lately they had been snapping at each other over the littlest things.
"You know, the Yule Ball is only a week-in-a-half away." Fred said, joining them. George did too. They knew some about the Draten Demon, but not enough to know it was her.
"Yeah, wow." Hermione mumbled, blushing feriously. Harry was too.
"Too bad none of you poor excuses for human will get dates!" Sneered an all too familiar voice.
"Maybe some of us already have dates!" Hermione said bravely.
"But the rest of you...are out of luck." Malfoy said.
"Malfoy, how about you dont insult anyone today?!" Kiara asked, standing up.
"How about...no." He said, smirking.
"How about you take your head out of your---!" Kiara yelled, before she was interrupted.
"Ahem." Said a voice. They turned to see Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape standing behind them, their arms crossed.
"You didnt happen to hear that...right?" Kiara asked, scared.
"Oh, I assure you Miss Draten, I did." Prof. McGonagall said.
"Im so sorry!" Kiara cried out.
"Its understandable. After all, a Slytherin has no use standing beside a Gryffindor table." She said, looking at Malfoy.
"Im sorry Professor." Malfoy mumbled.
"Its fine as well. But dont they remind you of someone, Severus?" She asked Prof. Snape.
"That they do. A young Mackenzie Draten, and the young Lucius Malfoy." Snape mumbled, smirking.
"What?!" Kiara and Malfoy cried at the same time. Then they realized they both spoke the same thing, and crossed their arms.
"Severus...." Prof. McGonagall said in a warning voice.
"Oh yes, I only meant that Miss Kiara's mother and Mr. Draco's father faught all the time, they despised each other so much, and that you two fighting reminds us of them." Snape said. With that, they left.
"Our parents knew each other?!" Kiara asked Malfoy.
"Like I would know! My father doesnt talk to me about things like that." Malfoy said.
"Well, I bet your father is hardly home now, since he is so busy helping Voldemort kill everyone." Harry said icily. The subject of Malfoy's father wasnt a good one to bring up.
"You wait Potter..." Malfoy mumbled, then turned and headed back towards the Slytherin house table.
With that, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Kiara ran to the Gryffindor common room. They needed to find things out.
**
"I dont understand! My mom and Mr. Malfoy fighting like me and Malfoy!" Kiara exclaimed.
"Well, maybe hatred towards their family runs in your family." Ron suggested.
"I think they just faught, nothing more." Hermione said. With that, they dropped that subject.
"I wonder why I havent asked anyone who my mum liked." Kiara mumbled.
"Thats true! We havent even THOUGHT of asking that!" Harry said.
"Harry, the only one I feel safe asking, without getting in trouble by the school, is Sirius. Could you send an owl to him, asking when the next visit can be?" Kiara asked.
"Sure!" Harry said. He ran and got some Parchment, and wrote a short letter asking. Then he left for the owlery, while Hermione, Ron, and Kiara grabbed out the books they checked out from the library over a month ago. They decided to read through them. Again, Ron grabbed the "Let the Future be Told" book. He purposly ripped out a blank page. After all, every single page was blank, and didnt seem to tell any future until it was meddled with. Slowly words appeared on the page. He read it, then handed it to Kiara.
She read it aloud.
"This Christmas wont be silent when the screams of the school awake the sleeping.....it will not wake the dead, of course...beware Demon....the victim is falling in.....and Potter will not succeed....the dark lord is certain."
It was still in the large, scribbly letter. Harry had just entered the common room when he heard it being read.
"Ah. It seems its adressing me by Potter now." He said.
"Wait, the victim is falling in?" Ron asked.
"Yeah....it must mean the person of Slytherin is beginning to like you, or something. Maybe you like someone..." Hermione said.
"Well, there might be a somewhat cute face here and there in Slytherin, but I know I dont love anyone....." Kiara mumbled.
"Cute face?" Harry asked, smiling.
"Er....yeah....like one of the chasers....is kinda cute, but I mean, I dont think of him every living second of every day...I barely think of him..." Kiara mumbled.
"All we know is, that if we dont stop whoever from liking you, or you from liking whoever, you will both be dead by Christmas. Harry, too." Ron said.
"Voldemort does not believe I can succeed. I believe I will. If he comes, I know I would be ready. It would be my 5th time beating him." Harry said.
"Well, I, for one, think Kiara should tell Dumbledore about this, and take the medicine, before its too late. I mean, its 3 weeks till Christmas day. I know I dont want a christmas present of death of two of my best friends, and a Slytherin." Hermione said.
"Well,....maybe the victim will stop 'falling', and be er..., over me by Christmas..." Kiara suggested. They shrugged. But Hermione was right. Dumbledore deserved to know. But still, one single thought lingered in her mind.
Who DID her mom fall in love with?
a/n- who do YOU think her mother fell in love with? who do YOU think is her victim? It could be any old slytherin male! Theres a buttload of 'em too.