How The Stars Fall
Chapter 2: Meeting
Campiongal
2-12-03
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Hermione strode down the tower, searching for a friendly face, or at least a familiar one. She had only set herself up for disapointment, because the only ace she seemed to find, was that of Draco Malfoy.
"Mud blood," A hissing snarl cam out of the young mans sneering mouth, "I hope you have realized you are not the most welcome here?" But Malfoy knew this wasn't the entire truth. He wanted her there.
"Malfoy! If you're intending to try and rouse some spot of trouble out of me, your quite rash to do so. I don't intend on having any such encounters with you this summer." Hermione crossed her arms against her chest. She didn't think Draco would give up this easy. She was right.
"Granger, let me tell you something. Two thirds of this summer sanitarium are slytherins. The other third is divided between two Ravenclaws, and two Hufflepuff. Where you belong, well, I don't think you do, so you had better be watching your back." Malfoy sneered again. The look on her face was priceless.
"Malfoy, I have better things to do than let you analize the ratio of students to me. I hope we don't meet again. And if we do, remember to bring your wand." Hermiones last statement seemed to have a suprising amount of effect on Draco, who, it had seemed, must have accidentally left his wand behind.
"Good Day Mud Blood." Draco turned on his heel, and was gone.
Hermione couldn't figure it out. Why was he so mean? It couldn't be simply Slytherin influence. She knew many fine young ladies in that house. Odessa, a new student the previous year, was a very kind young woman, and she was in Slytherin, but had managed to stay friends with Harry, Ron, and Hermione, without being removed from the Slytherin circle. They all seemed to like her just fine.
She decided it would probably be best just to go back to her room to sleep. But in her room, something very different awaited her.
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Draco silently strode back down the hall. 'Your and idiot, Draco!' he thought to himself. 'Leaving your best, and most powerful wand behind, unattended, in a tower filled with more than just other Slytherins! It was miserable! '
Draco stepped in to his all black and silver room. The only ligh was from the many bewitched candles hanging overhead. His windows were blacked out by a thick set of drapes, drawn up by his father, when he had been dropped off.
'I only wish he didn't know where I was. It's not right. I don't want to be a death eater. I'm not that horrible of a person, even if I can act like I am, I'm not. I just wish someone else would hurry up and realize it so I can get out of my family, now!'
Draco's thoughts were interrupted again, by the beating of large wings at the window. There sat a large, dark, eerie looking owl, with a scroll engrasped in it's long, uncut tallions. This was what a bird of prey was really about.
"Right then, Esoct. What oh-so-un-joyful news do you bring from my oh- so-un-happy family?" Malfoy reached the window, the scroll frorced into his hands, and without any nourishment, pay, or rest, the bird took off. Soaring throught the sky. "What a possessed bird." Malfoy shook his head, covered up the window, and looked down at the parchment. Now he was afraid. This was no ordinary letter. It had been sealed. With the Dark Mark.
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"Pansy Parkinson! What the bugger are you doing in my room?" Hermione snapped. This was infuriationg. Why in Gods name would anyone want to explore her room, especially a slytherin. And the it hit her. Sabotage. "Parkinson! Out of my room.Now! I've had enough trouble today from your little boy toy, and I'm about to have it with you! I'm spelling a lock on this door this second!"
Pansy was a little startled. First, she hadn't expected to get caught, and next, she haddn't planned on seeing hermione until she had found her weakness. "Well, well, well. If it isn't everyone's favorite mud blood? Whatever could have brought you to hogwarts this summer term?"
"Pansy, if it were anything that involved you, don't you think you would know! Now, leave, if you don't want this reported to Dumbledore immediately!" Hermione had just about had it with all these slytherins.
"Fine, Granger, I'll leave, but by my own will not yours." And with that, pansy dropped everything she was carrying, and slipped out the door.
"I suppose that leaves me to spell the door now."
But then, another unexpected visitor arrived.
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Draco held his breath. and opened the letter. A faint image of Voldemort and His Fathers heads appeared. They seemed to be in a heated conversation, until they saw the face of Draco.
"Son. Voldemort has received word that the mud blood is at the school. With Albus there, it will be very hard to get to her. However. If you were to bring her to us." Lucious Malfoy's face was that of an eveil overlord. Harsh, and uncaring. With the same cold, stone grey eyes his son possessed.
"Draco. You must bring the girl to us. Certainly it won't be that hard to make her fall in love with you.?"
"No, sir," Draco thought drearily, "It will be nothing at all."
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I really hope you guys liked that chapter, I'll hopefully add another two- three chapters today! -CG
Hermione strode down the tower, searching for a friendly face, or at least a familiar one. She had only set herself up for disapointment, because the only ace she seemed to find, was that of Draco Malfoy.
"Mud blood," A hissing snarl cam out of the young mans sneering mouth, "I hope you have realized you are not the most welcome here?" But Malfoy knew this wasn't the entire truth. He wanted her there.
"Malfoy! If you're intending to try and rouse some spot of trouble out of me, your quite rash to do so. I don't intend on having any such encounters with you this summer." Hermione crossed her arms against her chest. She didn't think Draco would give up this easy. She was right.
"Granger, let me tell you something. Two thirds of this summer sanitarium are slytherins. The other third is divided between two Ravenclaws, and two Hufflepuff. Where you belong, well, I don't think you do, so you had better be watching your back." Malfoy sneered again. The look on her face was priceless.
"Malfoy, I have better things to do than let you analize the ratio of students to me. I hope we don't meet again. And if we do, remember to bring your wand." Hermiones last statement seemed to have a suprising amount of effect on Draco, who, it had seemed, must have accidentally left his wand behind.
"Good Day Mud Blood." Draco turned on his heel, and was gone.
Hermione couldn't figure it out. Why was he so mean? It couldn't be simply Slytherin influence. She knew many fine young ladies in that house. Odessa, a new student the previous year, was a very kind young woman, and she was in Slytherin, but had managed to stay friends with Harry, Ron, and Hermione, without being removed from the Slytherin circle. They all seemed to like her just fine.
She decided it would probably be best just to go back to her room to sleep. But in her room, something very different awaited her.
============*============
Draco silently strode back down the hall. 'Your and idiot, Draco!' he thought to himself. 'Leaving your best, and most powerful wand behind, unattended, in a tower filled with more than just other Slytherins! It was miserable! '
Draco stepped in to his all black and silver room. The only ligh was from the many bewitched candles hanging overhead. His windows were blacked out by a thick set of drapes, drawn up by his father, when he had been dropped off.
'I only wish he didn't know where I was. It's not right. I don't want to be a death eater. I'm not that horrible of a person, even if I can act like I am, I'm not. I just wish someone else would hurry up and realize it so I can get out of my family, now!'
Draco's thoughts were interrupted again, by the beating of large wings at the window. There sat a large, dark, eerie looking owl, with a scroll engrasped in it's long, uncut tallions. This was what a bird of prey was really about.
"Right then, Esoct. What oh-so-un-joyful news do you bring from my oh- so-un-happy family?" Malfoy reached the window, the scroll frorced into his hands, and without any nourishment, pay, or rest, the bird took off. Soaring throught the sky. "What a possessed bird." Malfoy shook his head, covered up the window, and looked down at the parchment. Now he was afraid. This was no ordinary letter. It had been sealed. With the Dark Mark.
===========*==========
"Pansy Parkinson! What the bugger are you doing in my room?" Hermione snapped. This was infuriationg. Why in Gods name would anyone want to explore her room, especially a slytherin. And the it hit her. Sabotage. "Parkinson! Out of my room.Now! I've had enough trouble today from your little boy toy, and I'm about to have it with you! I'm spelling a lock on this door this second!"
Pansy was a little startled. First, she hadn't expected to get caught, and next, she haddn't planned on seeing hermione until she had found her weakness. "Well, well, well. If it isn't everyone's favorite mud blood? Whatever could have brought you to hogwarts this summer term?"
"Pansy, if it were anything that involved you, don't you think you would know! Now, leave, if you don't want this reported to Dumbledore immediately!" Hermione had just about had it with all these slytherins.
"Fine, Granger, I'll leave, but by my own will not yours." And with that, pansy dropped everything she was carrying, and slipped out the door.
"I suppose that leaves me to spell the door now."
But then, another unexpected visitor arrived.
===========*==========
Draco held his breath. and opened the letter. A faint image of Voldemort and His Fathers heads appeared. They seemed to be in a heated conversation, until they saw the face of Draco.
"Son. Voldemort has received word that the mud blood is at the school. With Albus there, it will be very hard to get to her. However. If you were to bring her to us." Lucious Malfoy's face was that of an eveil overlord. Harsh, and uncaring. With the same cold, stone grey eyes his son possessed.
"Draco. You must bring the girl to us. Certainly it won't be that hard to make her fall in love with you.?"
"No, sir," Draco thought drearily, "It will be nothing at all."
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I really hope you guys liked that chapter, I'll hopefully add another two- three chapters today! -CG