Disclaimer:I don't own any of these characters, they all belong to JK Rowling, but I do own the story and the minor characters...
A/N: i am SOOOOOOO sorry for not updating in awhile! with less than a month of school left, i've been so busy! here's the next chapter! it'z a short one, but you'll see why! enjoy!
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Draco muttered a curse under his breath and for the first time in a week, walked out of his library and up the stairs to Dialo's room. He knocked quietly on the door.
"Ares, I'm busy," came the cold reply.
"It's not Ares," Draco answered. He heard Dialo's footsteps on the mahongany wood floor and door creaked open ever so slightly.
"What do you want?" Dialo sneered. This was the first time in his life that Draco had heard Dialo use that tone of voice. He usually was a soft-spoken child. Draco now knew what Ares was talking about. He let himself in and sat on the edge of the queen-size bed.
"Dialo," Draco started, "You're a bright child, and I know that because I've seen the way your mother raised you. There are things in life that are so complicated that they can't be explained. And I'm telling you this because I don't want you to worry about what's going on other than your studies in school. You'll be heading to Hogwarts soon, and from what Ares tells me, you've been forgeting about your homework."
"What's the point anymore?" Dialo's eyes narrowed, "School isn't fun anymore. All we do is papers and papers of questions and essays. Our teacher just sits at her desk, like a statue, doing nothing. It used to be fun. Then you came along."
His words were sharp and cut a gash in Draco's heart.
"Don't blame this on me boy!" Draco barked. Dialo backed off, suddenly scared, knowing what his uncle was capable of doing. Draco closed his eyes, wishing he could take that back. The fearful look on Dialo's face upset Draco.
"I'm sorry Dialo," Draco whispered, his soft eyes returning. He walked over to where Dialo stood and embraced him a in tight hug. He could feel wet tears soak his t-shirt as the little boy's arms wrapped around him.
"I'm sorry Uncle. I never ment to say any of that," Dialo sobbed.
"It's okay Dialo. You're right. It's all my fault." After making a promise to continue working hard in school, the two headed down to the kitchen for a snack. They continued to talk, catching up on the past week, but excluded the issue between Draco and Dialo's teacher. After a nice chat, Draco grabbed his jacket and keys and headed out the door.
"Watch over Dialo, Ares. I'll be back soon," was the last thing he said as he jumped into his car.
"Where are you going?" Dialo shouted, running to the car window. Draco rolled down the window and looked into Dialo's eyes. They were a jade colour, that reminded him so much of his younger sister. He missed watching Proserpina (A/N: That's the name of Draco's younger sister...Dialo's mother) run down the stairs on a Saturday morning just to watch the wizard cartoons, and how she always come home on holidays with a gorgeous smile on her face. Now she was gone.
"I'm going to fix what I started," came Draco's reply, backing out of the driveway, seeing the smile on Dialo's face. Draco drove for the next half an hour in silence, wondering what to say, and what to do. He was still furious with Hermione, but wanted to find out the truth. For Dialo's sake and for his sake. Finally he reached her building. He parked the car and walked to the lobby where a man was stationed at the front desk.
"Goodevening sir," the man greeted with a smile. Draco nodded in reply.
"I'm here to see a Ms. Hermione Granger. Will you please tell me her apartment number?" Draco asked.
"I'm sorry sir, but it's against policy to give out information about our tenants," the man stated apologetically. Draco mumbled a quiet spell, that released Hermione's information from the man's mouth. Draco walked to the elevator and pressed the 9th button. Once on her floor, he pounded on her door, turning his back to the peep hole.
"Coming!" Hermione called from inside. She didn't sound the same to Draco. Her once happy tone had died off. She opened the door, holding a bathrobe around her. He spun around.
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cliffhanger! i kno! i'm sorry if yoo ppl have clffihangers!! plz review, and the more reviews i get, the faster you'll find out what happens!
-Baby T
A/N: i am SOOOOOOO sorry for not updating in awhile! with less than a month of school left, i've been so busy! here's the next chapter! it'z a short one, but you'll see why! enjoy!
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Draco muttered a curse under his breath and for the first time in a week, walked out of his library and up the stairs to Dialo's room. He knocked quietly on the door.
"Ares, I'm busy," came the cold reply.
"It's not Ares," Draco answered. He heard Dialo's footsteps on the mahongany wood floor and door creaked open ever so slightly.
"What do you want?" Dialo sneered. This was the first time in his life that Draco had heard Dialo use that tone of voice. He usually was a soft-spoken child. Draco now knew what Ares was talking about. He let himself in and sat on the edge of the queen-size bed.
"Dialo," Draco started, "You're a bright child, and I know that because I've seen the way your mother raised you. There are things in life that are so complicated that they can't be explained. And I'm telling you this because I don't want you to worry about what's going on other than your studies in school. You'll be heading to Hogwarts soon, and from what Ares tells me, you've been forgeting about your homework."
"What's the point anymore?" Dialo's eyes narrowed, "School isn't fun anymore. All we do is papers and papers of questions and essays. Our teacher just sits at her desk, like a statue, doing nothing. It used to be fun. Then you came along."
His words were sharp and cut a gash in Draco's heart.
"Don't blame this on me boy!" Draco barked. Dialo backed off, suddenly scared, knowing what his uncle was capable of doing. Draco closed his eyes, wishing he could take that back. The fearful look on Dialo's face upset Draco.
"I'm sorry Dialo," Draco whispered, his soft eyes returning. He walked over to where Dialo stood and embraced him a in tight hug. He could feel wet tears soak his t-shirt as the little boy's arms wrapped around him.
"I'm sorry Uncle. I never ment to say any of that," Dialo sobbed.
"It's okay Dialo. You're right. It's all my fault." After making a promise to continue working hard in school, the two headed down to the kitchen for a snack. They continued to talk, catching up on the past week, but excluded the issue between Draco and Dialo's teacher. After a nice chat, Draco grabbed his jacket and keys and headed out the door.
"Watch over Dialo, Ares. I'll be back soon," was the last thing he said as he jumped into his car.
"Where are you going?" Dialo shouted, running to the car window. Draco rolled down the window and looked into Dialo's eyes. They were a jade colour, that reminded him so much of his younger sister. He missed watching Proserpina (A/N: That's the name of Draco's younger sister...Dialo's mother) run down the stairs on a Saturday morning just to watch the wizard cartoons, and how she always come home on holidays with a gorgeous smile on her face. Now she was gone.
"I'm going to fix what I started," came Draco's reply, backing out of the driveway, seeing the smile on Dialo's face. Draco drove for the next half an hour in silence, wondering what to say, and what to do. He was still furious with Hermione, but wanted to find out the truth. For Dialo's sake and for his sake. Finally he reached her building. He parked the car and walked to the lobby where a man was stationed at the front desk.
"Goodevening sir," the man greeted with a smile. Draco nodded in reply.
"I'm here to see a Ms. Hermione Granger. Will you please tell me her apartment number?" Draco asked.
"I'm sorry sir, but it's against policy to give out information about our tenants," the man stated apologetically. Draco mumbled a quiet spell, that released Hermione's information from the man's mouth. Draco walked to the elevator and pressed the 9th button. Once on her floor, he pounded on her door, turning his back to the peep hole.
"Coming!" Hermione called from inside. She didn't sound the same to Draco. Her once happy tone had died off. She opened the door, holding a bathrobe around her. He spun around.
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cliffhanger! i kno! i'm sorry if yoo ppl have clffihangers!! plz review, and the more reviews i get, the faster you'll find out what happens!
-Baby T
