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Chapter Three
Draco's POV
As we walked into the kitchen everything fell silent as the Muggles looked at us. Vernon broke the silence, "Dudley told us that he doesn't know you which is rather odd as your meant to go to his school and be friends with him, so I'm just wondering as to which school you do go to and I would also like to know what it is that you are doing here?" he sneered, looking at us as if we were vermin.
My mind went blank . . . Oh shit, they've figured it out, and Harry said it would be alright . . .
"Honestly?" I heard Harry saying "Yes, of course honestly" the fat Muggle snarled at him. There was a pause before Harry continued, "Well, Draco goes to my school and he is in danger from an evil wizard and his followers who want to kill us both, and he thought that he would be safe here as there are protective wards around the house, so he decided he would stay here for the summer. I hope you don't have a problem with that."
The Muggles sat in shocked silence after Harry's little speech, as if they hadn't expected him to tell them the truth, and I waited apprehensively (he doesn't care what they think, he just doesn't want to get throw out in case his father finds him) for their reaction.
After a minute or two Vernon's face went purple and blotchy and he started spluttering angrily. "You're one of THEM! It's bad enough having him in the house," he yelled, pointing at Harry, "but I'm not going to have another freak in my house!"
I was about to speak up in my defence when Harry 'golden boy' Potter did it for me. "Uncle Vernon, I know you don't like wizards but if you don't let him stay he'll end up dead, and anyway wouldn't it be nice if I had someone to talk to and then I would be in your way less? Besides, if you don't let him stay I'll write to my godfather and tell him that you are mistreating me."
As Harry had been talking Vernon had been getting redder and redder with rage, but at the mention of Harry's godfather he deflated and said in a rather defeated voice, "Fine, he can stay, but I don't want any of that funny business, you hear me?"
"Alright, and thank you for letting him stay." The room once again fell quiet and we all sat down and ate our dinner.
Harry's POV
When we went into the kitchen for dinner the room fell silent and I could tell that Vernon wasn't happy. He started yelling at us about how he would not have another freak in his house and I realised that I would have to convince him to let Draco stay, otherwise he would be kicked out and he would be left at the mercy of the Death Eaters, who would probably kill him for daring to defy them, which wasn't something I was about to let happen.
I asked Vernon if he wanted an honest answer when he asked what Draco was doing here and when he said yes I told him the slightly exaggerated truth. They fell silent and I hope that Vernon would give in and let him stay because I really couldn't be bothered arguing but he didn't and just kept yelling. I could see panic in Draco's eyes and knew he was worried so I pulled out the godfather card. The second I mentioned Sirius I could see fear creep into the Dursleys eyes and knew that Draco would be allowed to stay, for better or for worse.
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Draco's POV
When we had finished dinner Harry got up from the table and I got up as well, assuming that we would be going back up to his room, when the Muggles told him that he was to clean up the kitchen, he nodded silently and they were about to leave when they said I should help Harry. ME, a Malfoy, clean dishes like a bloody house-elf, not likely. I was about to tell them exactly what I thought of that suggestion when Harry elbowed me in the ribs and I glared at him instead.
Once the Muggle had left I turned on him "What the hell was that for? And there is no way in hell I'm cleaning up after Muggles!"
Much to my annoyance Harry just rolled his eyes at me, "That was to get you to shut up so that they didn't decided to chuck you out after I'd just convinced them to let you stay, and don't worry you don't have to clean up, I'll do it."
While he was been saying this he had been putting the excess food into the bin and for whatever unknown reason, I decided to help him, albeit I didn't do much. Once the cleaning up had been done, which much disgust on my part we finally went back upstairs and escaped from the Muggles at last.
TBC
A/N: I really don't like this chapter and think it is shit but that is probably because I rushed it to get it out before I go on holiday at 4pm today, like I promised you all. Let me know what you think and if you think its shit too then I'll rewrite it. Thanx Mnemosyne
A/N: Thank you all for your lovely reviews, I really appreciate them and I love you all.
Chapter Three
Draco's POV
As we walked into the kitchen everything fell silent as the Muggles looked at us. Vernon broke the silence, "Dudley told us that he doesn't know you which is rather odd as your meant to go to his school and be friends with him, so I'm just wondering as to which school you do go to and I would also like to know what it is that you are doing here?" he sneered, looking at us as if we were vermin.
My mind went blank . . . Oh shit, they've figured it out, and Harry said it would be alright . . .
"Honestly?" I heard Harry saying "Yes, of course honestly" the fat Muggle snarled at him. There was a pause before Harry continued, "Well, Draco goes to my school and he is in danger from an evil wizard and his followers who want to kill us both, and he thought that he would be safe here as there are protective wards around the house, so he decided he would stay here for the summer. I hope you don't have a problem with that."
The Muggles sat in shocked silence after Harry's little speech, as if they hadn't expected him to tell them the truth, and I waited apprehensively (he doesn't care what they think, he just doesn't want to get throw out in case his father finds him) for their reaction.
After a minute or two Vernon's face went purple and blotchy and he started spluttering angrily. "You're one of THEM! It's bad enough having him in the house," he yelled, pointing at Harry, "but I'm not going to have another freak in my house!"
I was about to speak up in my defence when Harry 'golden boy' Potter did it for me. "Uncle Vernon, I know you don't like wizards but if you don't let him stay he'll end up dead, and anyway wouldn't it be nice if I had someone to talk to and then I would be in your way less? Besides, if you don't let him stay I'll write to my godfather and tell him that you are mistreating me."
As Harry had been talking Vernon had been getting redder and redder with rage, but at the mention of Harry's godfather he deflated and said in a rather defeated voice, "Fine, he can stay, but I don't want any of that funny business, you hear me?"
"Alright, and thank you for letting him stay." The room once again fell quiet and we all sat down and ate our dinner.
Harry's POV
When we went into the kitchen for dinner the room fell silent and I could tell that Vernon wasn't happy. He started yelling at us about how he would not have another freak in his house and I realised that I would have to convince him to let Draco stay, otherwise he would be kicked out and he would be left at the mercy of the Death Eaters, who would probably kill him for daring to defy them, which wasn't something I was about to let happen.
I asked Vernon if he wanted an honest answer when he asked what Draco was doing here and when he said yes I told him the slightly exaggerated truth. They fell silent and I hope that Vernon would give in and let him stay because I really couldn't be bothered arguing but he didn't and just kept yelling. I could see panic in Draco's eyes and knew he was worried so I pulled out the godfather card. The second I mentioned Sirius I could see fear creep into the Dursleys eyes and knew that Draco would be allowed to stay, for better or for worse.
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Draco's POV
When we had finished dinner Harry got up from the table and I got up as well, assuming that we would be going back up to his room, when the Muggles told him that he was to clean up the kitchen, he nodded silently and they were about to leave when they said I should help Harry. ME, a Malfoy, clean dishes like a bloody house-elf, not likely. I was about to tell them exactly what I thought of that suggestion when Harry elbowed me in the ribs and I glared at him instead.
Once the Muggle had left I turned on him "What the hell was that for? And there is no way in hell I'm cleaning up after Muggles!"
Much to my annoyance Harry just rolled his eyes at me, "That was to get you to shut up so that they didn't decided to chuck you out after I'd just convinced them to let you stay, and don't worry you don't have to clean up, I'll do it."
While he was been saying this he had been putting the excess food into the bin and for whatever unknown reason, I decided to help him, albeit I didn't do much. Once the cleaning up had been done, which much disgust on my part we finally went back upstairs and escaped from the Muggles at last.
TBC
A/N: I really don't like this chapter and think it is shit but that is probably because I rushed it to get it out before I go on holiday at 4pm today, like I promised you all. Let me know what you think and if you think its shit too then I'll rewrite it. Thanx Mnemosyne