Chapter Three Interruptions

One day, in one of the rooms in Hogwarts, a particular elder with a long white beard and a 'trade mark' twinkle was sitting in his chair. Suddenly, a handsome man came in. The man had long blonde hair with an evil sneer. The man rushed into the room, leaving the door slamming behind him.

"I need to see him." The man with the evil sneer said.

"Oh, such a wonder to see you. What significant matter brought you here?" The older wizard seemed to be surprised to encounter the younger man.

"I have to meet him. Now." The blonde said hassled. This caused an eloquent glimmer in the older man's orbs.

"Sure. Severus, please escort him."

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Silence. That was the only thing between them while they were walking through the corridors. Then, a deep voice broke the stillness.

"Severus," the man whose name was called got surprised in expectation. "How are things here?"

"Same as usual." The other man said acrimoniously.

"You still hate me, don't you?" Suddenly he paused his steps. "Why? Won't you ever forgive me? It's been years by now." Tilting the shorter man's chin up. He gazed into Severus' eyes.

"Let me go." Continuing his steps to a certain dorm.

"Severus." Catching the other's arm, while the other released it and gave him a repulse look.

"Here we are. You can meet him now." Turning around. He was about to head back when he saw an extraordinary scene before him.

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"Holy Merlin's beard.." He yelled. Lucius Malfoy stood in front of the open door with his jaw hanging open for a split second. When he realized it, he quickly replaced the shock expression with the usual 'Malfoy-look' appearance.

"What's wrong, Lucius?" Snape came from behind him. "Anything wro.. for Merlin's sake.." Now, this is his turn to have his jaw hanging open.

Well, don't blame them. They caught the Draco Malfoy, while he was in 'inappropriate' pose with Harry Potter.

"Father.." Trying to stand up and explain everything to his father even though he knew all was clear. Nothing more too explain. His lips joint with Potter's was a really too clear explanation. Both of their faces were flushed for being caught, more ever being caught by his father and his favorite professor.

"Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy will sure serve detention for this matter. 80 points from Gryffindor and.. Slytherin.. each." He looked kind of regretting to say that he had to cut points from his own house.

"But.. Professor.." Draco tried to defend both of them but all he got was a death glare from the potion master. Both Harry and Draco hung their heads down.

"Severus.." Lucius gave a evocative glances and the potion master understood it quite well. He nodded his head and said, "Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy, meet me strictly after our next potion class. You hear me clear?" He gave a sharp look to both of the boys. And they agreed. With that, Snape made his way out of Draco's dorm.

Silence. All that was heard were sounds of the night.

The older man was the first to break the stillness. "So.. boys.. I see that you two were.. getting along quite.. well.. I wonder if this is the first time you.. accompanied Draco in the middle of the night, Potter.." He gave a piercing look at him.

Before Harry could answer Draco rushed, "Father, this is all my fault. I was the one.."

"Silence." He glared at the blonde boy. "I believe I didn't ask you, Draco. So, now you're defending him. I see.. it was really a wrong choice to send you to Hogwarts. If I knew this would happen I would have sent you to Durmstrang instead. First thing in the morning I will informe Dumbledore to transfer you to Durmstrang." He never tore his gaze away from his son.

"But, Father.. I.." Draco was pleading to his father can you believe that?

"So, what do you think, Mr. Potter?" Sneering and mocking at Harry.

"Mr. Malfoy, it wasn't Draco's fault. All of this inconvenience is my fault. Don't send him to Durmstrang, Sir."

"Why shouldn't I? Because of you?" He looked disdain.

Before Harry could answer, there was another voice besides the three of them.

"Master Malfoy, it's been a long time now. You look as gorgeous as ever." The mirror grinned.

"Indeed, it has been a long time. You look as.." He frowned. "as green as ever, Luther." Then he smiled, as much as a Malfoy could smile. Well, actually he meant to smile, but all we got was a half-smile, half-sneer.

"Draco, how did he know about the mirror?" A bewildered Harry asked to Draco.

"Well, actually he was the one who gave that mirror to me."

"Well, then maybe he knows about the teleporting and stuff."

"Sure does." *thinking* "Harry, if one mirror was in my father's hand, then in whose hands does the other one belong?" Draco got even more and more confused.

"I have no idea."

"Hey, you two. Don't talk as I'm not here. I heard every single word you said."

"Well, if so. Why don't you answer our questions?"

"Why should I?" He said uninterested. Then he began to talk again with the mirror. "So, Luther. Did you do your job well?"

"Yes, Sir. I did as I was told to. Just look around you." He pointed to the both puzzled boys.

"Indeed." Then he sneered again. "Well, boys. Take your time, have fun. I'll be going now." He turned around towards the door. "And, Draco.."

"Yes, Father?" *baffled*

"Be.. nice.. to Potter.." While he left the room he gave a huge 'smile'. He left the two puzzled boys behind him.

"Draco.." He looked to the blonde boy. "What was that all about?"

"I have no idea, Harry."

TBC