Faded Eternity
Chapter 5- The Article
Quicksilver Fallen
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters except for Val Lethon. If you happen to want to use Val in any of your stories, e-mail or AIM me and ask, usually I'm okay with people putting my characters in stories.
Author's note- AHA! The mystery grows darker than ever! Later you may find that Val actually has a role in this story besides being just some lame Mary-Sue character. BTW, I love all of you guys! Please keep the reviews coming! Thank you so much!
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Harry and Ron awoke eagerly to see what clue Hermione had in her pocket. They dashed down to the Great Hall, hoping to run into Hermione on their way. They did, literally. Ron crashed headlong into her, and she hit the ground hard - really hard.
"OW!" squealed Hermione, her schoolbooks scattering all across the floor.
"Oops, sorry!" said Ron, eyeing her pocket curiously.
Hermione hoisted herself (and the 20 schoolbooks) off of the ground and made her way into the Great Hall with Harry and Ron at her side. (And carrying 5 of her schoolbooks apiece, which was enough to break someone's back) They sat down at the table, awaiting the daily Owl Post. The familiar swarm of owls flocked into the Great Hall, each of them dropping parcels or letters to the many students.
A screech owl swooped by and dropped a copy of the Daily Prophet on Hermione's head.
" bOW!/b" she squealed for the second time in one day. She leaned over and picked the Daily Prophet off of the ground, took one glance at the front page and-
"I knew it!" she yelled, not directly at anyone.
"You knew what?!" shouted Harry, who took a look at the cover of the newspaper, "Oh."
This is what it said:
"b LUCIUS AND NARCISSA MALFOY FOUND DEAD IN MANOR- REVEALED TO BE DEATH- EATERS /b
Around four weeks ago Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy were found dead in their own manor. Their child, Draco, was discovered unconscious in the East Tower of the Malfoy Manor. When the Aurors asked him the question of who killed his parents, he told them that it was the Dark Lord. But the Dark Mark etched upon Lucius Malfoy's forearm seems to tell a different story. Albus Dumbledore however, believes Draco Malfoy, saying that the Dark Lord has killed his own followers before.
Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, refuses to believe that You-Know- Who has enough power to kill someone, or is even alive, and believes that Draco Malfoy himself could be a Death-Eater, saying that Draco was trying to cover up for his father by lying to the Aurors. He has taken young Malfoy into questioning several times, yet Draco refuses to tell the truth Fudge wants to hear.
Young Malfoy is continuing to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and will be placed in an orphanage during the summer holidays for there is no real relatives that can take him. But now, for the real question you were reading this paper for- who will inherit the Malfoy fortune? Fudge seems to want to get his pudgy hands on it and throw it into the ministry worker's pocket books. Arthur Weasley seems to be very supportive of this idea."
Ron went beet-red at the mention of his father. They continued reading the paper.
"Lucius Malfoy's will states specifically that his son is to inherit the money and the manor when he comes of age. Fudge refuses to cooperate with 'That death-eater's will'. Albus Dumbledore advises Fudge to give Young Malfoy his inheritance when he graduates, in trust that Draco is not a Death-Eater. However, the destiny of Draco and the Malfoy Millions is unseen.
Rita Skeeter- Special Correspondent
Ron exploded at Hermione.
"WHAT?! I THOUGHT YOU HAD THAT GIT LOCKED UP IN A JAR!" he yelled.
"I did, but Viktor told me to cut it out, he said something like Karkaroff used to do things like that to the students he disliked. It made him uneasy." She replied matter-of-factly.
"SO MORE EMBARRASSMENT TO MY DAD BECAUSE VICKY DIDN'T LIKE IT!" Ron shouted once more.
"No Ron, I didn't mean-"
"SHUT UP HERMIONE!" Ron gave one last glare and ran out of the hall.
Hermione sighed and shook her bushy head. Harry looked even more curious than before.
"So.. What was written on that piece of paper that Malfoy dropped?" he asked suspiciously.
"Oh." she said quietly, "here." She handed him the stained sheet of paper.
Harry held it up to the light to gaze upon it.
It was not a sheet of paper, but a picture. A picture of Malfoy and his parents. In the picture Malfoy was smirking at Harry and turning to talk to his father occasionally, who had his hand on Malfoy's shoulder. Narcissa Malfoy would lean over and whisper some words into her husband's ear, words that would make him grin.
'How did you know that his parents were dead by looking at this?" Harry questioned.
"Oh.. Well flip it over." She ordered.
Harry did so, revealing the stained opposite side of the picture.
"All I see here are stains." harry muttered.
"That's the point! Now what do you think those stains are from?"
He examined the sheet more closely. It appeared to be water, but in the wizarding world, things weren't always what they seemed, so Harry turned to Hermione again.
"Is it water?" he asked.
"Yes Harry. Water from where? That's the real question. I know where, you tell me when you know." She said with a superior tone of voice.
"The sink?"
"Yeah right, Malfoy's going to accidentally spill water on the picture of his dead parents."
"Oh, c'mon Hermione, tell me!"
"They're tears Harry, couldn't you tell? Why would he be carrying around a picture of his parents in his pocket if they weren't dead?" Hermione said clearly.
"Oh."
Harry was about to say something about it when he felt a presence somewhere behind him. He whirled around to spot Malfoy glaring at him. He snatched the photo right out of Harry's hands with a malicious sneer before Harry could say anything. Harry whipped around and shouted to Malfoy's retreating back.
"Look who's crying over his parents now Malfoy!" He yelled.
"Oh my gosh Harry! You're being just as mean as Malfoy was!" said Hermione.
"He said things like that to me everyday, making fun of how I didn't have any parents." Harry spat. "And now HIS parents are dead."
"Cut it out Harry." Said Hermione in the McGonagall tone.
Harry let out a sigh. "I know Hermione, I'll stop."
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Potions Class- The same day
In the cold dark dungeon classroom, Professor Snape was splitting all of the students up into partners. His cold black eyes scanned the paper like beetles skittering over sand.
"Granger and Potter. Weasley and Longbottom." He paused.
"I give a note of warning to Weasley, Longbottom doesn't look like he's been practicing over the summer." He stopped again to allow the Slytherin's snickering to fade.
"Finnigan and Patil. Thomas and Brown. Crabbe and Parkinson. Goyle and Zambini. And last, Lethon and Malfoy." Snape leered over the Gryffindors. Neville had been trembling so much he had knocked over his scales with an ear-shattering CLANG! Snape glared at Neville.
"You may have noticed that I divided you all up into a Boy-Girl partnerships, because Longbottom IS a girl!" Snape hissed. Neville ducked under the table. The Slytherins were in hysterics.
Harry leaned over to whisper in Hermione's ear, "Looks like we have a new Snape favorite." He said, nodding in Val's direction.
"Doesn't look like she likes it much, does she?" Hermione whispered back.
Harry didn't have a chance to reply, he began to clutch his scar in agony, a pained scream escaping his lips. He sank to the floor in a haze, Hermione watching in horror.
Across the room, Draco Malfoy collapsed to the floor in the same fashion.
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Author's note: Ooh! Another mystery to be solved! And a cliffhanger as well, keep those reviews coming! I love to hear from you guys!
~Quicksilver Fallen~
Chapter 5- The Article
Quicksilver Fallen
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters except for Val Lethon. If you happen to want to use Val in any of your stories, e-mail or AIM me and ask, usually I'm okay with people putting my characters in stories.
Author's note- AHA! The mystery grows darker than ever! Later you may find that Val actually has a role in this story besides being just some lame Mary-Sue character. BTW, I love all of you guys! Please keep the reviews coming! Thank you so much!
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Harry and Ron awoke eagerly to see what clue Hermione had in her pocket. They dashed down to the Great Hall, hoping to run into Hermione on their way. They did, literally. Ron crashed headlong into her, and she hit the ground hard - really hard.
"OW!" squealed Hermione, her schoolbooks scattering all across the floor.
"Oops, sorry!" said Ron, eyeing her pocket curiously.
Hermione hoisted herself (and the 20 schoolbooks) off of the ground and made her way into the Great Hall with Harry and Ron at her side. (And carrying 5 of her schoolbooks apiece, which was enough to break someone's back) They sat down at the table, awaiting the daily Owl Post. The familiar swarm of owls flocked into the Great Hall, each of them dropping parcels or letters to the many students.
A screech owl swooped by and dropped a copy of the Daily Prophet on Hermione's head.
" bOW!/b" she squealed for the second time in one day. She leaned over and picked the Daily Prophet off of the ground, took one glance at the front page and-
"I knew it!" she yelled, not directly at anyone.
"You knew what?!" shouted Harry, who took a look at the cover of the newspaper, "Oh."
This is what it said:
"b LUCIUS AND NARCISSA MALFOY FOUND DEAD IN MANOR- REVEALED TO BE DEATH- EATERS /b
Around four weeks ago Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy were found dead in their own manor. Their child, Draco, was discovered unconscious in the East Tower of the Malfoy Manor. When the Aurors asked him the question of who killed his parents, he told them that it was the Dark Lord. But the Dark Mark etched upon Lucius Malfoy's forearm seems to tell a different story. Albus Dumbledore however, believes Draco Malfoy, saying that the Dark Lord has killed his own followers before.
Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, refuses to believe that You-Know- Who has enough power to kill someone, or is even alive, and believes that Draco Malfoy himself could be a Death-Eater, saying that Draco was trying to cover up for his father by lying to the Aurors. He has taken young Malfoy into questioning several times, yet Draco refuses to tell the truth Fudge wants to hear.
Young Malfoy is continuing to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and will be placed in an orphanage during the summer holidays for there is no real relatives that can take him. But now, for the real question you were reading this paper for- who will inherit the Malfoy fortune? Fudge seems to want to get his pudgy hands on it and throw it into the ministry worker's pocket books. Arthur Weasley seems to be very supportive of this idea."
Ron went beet-red at the mention of his father. They continued reading the paper.
"Lucius Malfoy's will states specifically that his son is to inherit the money and the manor when he comes of age. Fudge refuses to cooperate with 'That death-eater's will'. Albus Dumbledore advises Fudge to give Young Malfoy his inheritance when he graduates, in trust that Draco is not a Death-Eater. However, the destiny of Draco and the Malfoy Millions is unseen.
Rita Skeeter- Special Correspondent
Ron exploded at Hermione.
"WHAT?! I THOUGHT YOU HAD THAT GIT LOCKED UP IN A JAR!" he yelled.
"I did, but Viktor told me to cut it out, he said something like Karkaroff used to do things like that to the students he disliked. It made him uneasy." She replied matter-of-factly.
"SO MORE EMBARRASSMENT TO MY DAD BECAUSE VICKY DIDN'T LIKE IT!" Ron shouted once more.
"No Ron, I didn't mean-"
"SHUT UP HERMIONE!" Ron gave one last glare and ran out of the hall.
Hermione sighed and shook her bushy head. Harry looked even more curious than before.
"So.. What was written on that piece of paper that Malfoy dropped?" he asked suspiciously.
"Oh." she said quietly, "here." She handed him the stained sheet of paper.
Harry held it up to the light to gaze upon it.
It was not a sheet of paper, but a picture. A picture of Malfoy and his parents. In the picture Malfoy was smirking at Harry and turning to talk to his father occasionally, who had his hand on Malfoy's shoulder. Narcissa Malfoy would lean over and whisper some words into her husband's ear, words that would make him grin.
'How did you know that his parents were dead by looking at this?" Harry questioned.
"Oh.. Well flip it over." She ordered.
Harry did so, revealing the stained opposite side of the picture.
"All I see here are stains." harry muttered.
"That's the point! Now what do you think those stains are from?"
He examined the sheet more closely. It appeared to be water, but in the wizarding world, things weren't always what they seemed, so Harry turned to Hermione again.
"Is it water?" he asked.
"Yes Harry. Water from where? That's the real question. I know where, you tell me when you know." She said with a superior tone of voice.
"The sink?"
"Yeah right, Malfoy's going to accidentally spill water on the picture of his dead parents."
"Oh, c'mon Hermione, tell me!"
"They're tears Harry, couldn't you tell? Why would he be carrying around a picture of his parents in his pocket if they weren't dead?" Hermione said clearly.
"Oh."
Harry was about to say something about it when he felt a presence somewhere behind him. He whirled around to spot Malfoy glaring at him. He snatched the photo right out of Harry's hands with a malicious sneer before Harry could say anything. Harry whipped around and shouted to Malfoy's retreating back.
"Look who's crying over his parents now Malfoy!" He yelled.
"Oh my gosh Harry! You're being just as mean as Malfoy was!" said Hermione.
"He said things like that to me everyday, making fun of how I didn't have any parents." Harry spat. "And now HIS parents are dead."
"Cut it out Harry." Said Hermione in the McGonagall tone.
Harry let out a sigh. "I know Hermione, I'll stop."
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Potions Class- The same day
In the cold dark dungeon classroom, Professor Snape was splitting all of the students up into partners. His cold black eyes scanned the paper like beetles skittering over sand.
"Granger and Potter. Weasley and Longbottom." He paused.
"I give a note of warning to Weasley, Longbottom doesn't look like he's been practicing over the summer." He stopped again to allow the Slytherin's snickering to fade.
"Finnigan and Patil. Thomas and Brown. Crabbe and Parkinson. Goyle and Zambini. And last, Lethon and Malfoy." Snape leered over the Gryffindors. Neville had been trembling so much he had knocked over his scales with an ear-shattering CLANG! Snape glared at Neville.
"You may have noticed that I divided you all up into a Boy-Girl partnerships, because Longbottom IS a girl!" Snape hissed. Neville ducked under the table. The Slytherins were in hysterics.
Harry leaned over to whisper in Hermione's ear, "Looks like we have a new Snape favorite." He said, nodding in Val's direction.
"Doesn't look like she likes it much, does she?" Hermione whispered back.
Harry didn't have a chance to reply, he began to clutch his scar in agony, a pained scream escaping his lips. He sank to the floor in a haze, Hermione watching in horror.
Across the room, Draco Malfoy collapsed to the floor in the same fashion.
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Author's note: Ooh! Another mystery to be solved! And a cliffhanger as well, keep those reviews coming! I love to hear from you guys!
~Quicksilver Fallen~