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Chapter 13
"You are probably thinking how I knew that, aren't you?" he said in a sinister way. "I am in the water you drink, the air you breathe, the food you eat, my blood is rushing through your blood,"he explained, "or to make it easier for you to understand," he said, "I am your Father!" he bellowed. (You sure don't act like one, Draco thought) "I am supposed to know your every move," he said as he drew closer to his son, "I am here of course to look out for your best interests." He then went farther from Draco. "Think about it. If there's still some sense in your brain, you'll probably realize that gryffindors aren't supposed to be with slytherins!" he shouted and with that, he apparated from Hogwarts to a secret chamber located deep below the Malfoy Manor.
"Ah, Lucius, I suppose you are back from your little orientation with Draco?" a cold voice said.
"Yes master." He replied with utmost respect.
"Well, what did he say then?" the voice asked.
"Master, Young Malfoy does not understand yet. . . maybe he will after the death eaters ceremony which is," he said, but the voice interrupted him.
"Next week." The voice continued.
"But I thought it was supposed to be," he said as he tried to reason with the voice. He knew the voice would have his head if Draco did not abide the Master's orders.
"Yes, three weeks from now, but I've changed it, the sooner, the better." The cold, mysterious voice said coolly.
"I shall inform young Malfoy right away." He quickly replied.
"And the girl?" the voice asked, "You know she could be a prick to our plans. Is she taken care of?"
"I shall see to it that she will be. I have told Young Malfoy to bring her as a sacrifice, so you could finish her up yourself. I know that it would delight you Master, to know that there is one less mudblood scum in this world." He answered.
"Yes, yes. You may leave." The voice said with a hint of satisfaction.
"As you wish, My Lord." Then, he quickly apparated away.
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Draco could not sleep that night. Yes, first this was a game to torture Potter and Weasley, to see that their precious little Gryffindor princess is in love with the cunning Slytherin prince. But after that night. . .
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(flashback)
She went near him, looked at him and said, "Potter tried to kiss me."
Draco looked at her, with a bit of a shock in his face.
"But I didn't. I ran off," she said while stroking his face reassuringly.
"You know that you're the only man I'm going to kiss," she said, as she went near him. Then they kissed under the soft, caressing rays of the moonlight for a brief moment, and then he took her in his arms and whispered gently,
"I love you too."
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It was then he'd realized what he had. He tried to think of a way to save her, to keep her out of Voldemort's clutches. But now, now that they knew, there is no escaping for sure.
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The next morning, everything went on smoothly for the first few hours, and Draco wanted to make sure that it stayed that way. Until he got that owl from his father.
[Draco,
Meet me in an empty classroom, your defense against the dark arts classroom at 5:30 pm. The Master has news.
Your Father, Lucius]
He felt as if there was a metal ball falling through his stomach.
"What's wrong honey?" Hermione asked as they were walking to potions. Then they saw Ginny and Colin holding hands, rushing through them. Hermione laughed. "The Potty fan club king has finally met his Potty fan club Queen." She said in a sort of dreamy voice. Crabbe,Goyle and Blaise laughed at this comment, but Draco didn't. Now Hermione noticed that something was really wrong. She was just about to ask when they arrived at the Potions dungeon. The moment they took their seats, Snape went in.
"Good Morning students, now sit with your partners, we have work to do." He instructed, and everyone at once followed.
"Good. Please take out your Potions," he said as he took out a machine of some sort. He placed it on his desk and explained, "This is a potion weigher. This is to test whether the potion you made is correct. But first," he said as he fished a sample of the potion he made." Let us check the obvious signs if the potions you made are indeed correct." He went around, comparing the potion he made from his students' potions.
"Yes, correct Mr.Malfoy." he said. "Ten Points to Slytherin."
"Crabbe, Goyle, and Wesley! It should be blue, not orange! 10 points from gryffindor!"he said. "But sir," Ron protested, "Crabbe and Goyle are from Slytherin, why didn't you take house points from them?"he asked. "Because, Mr. Weasley, I expected you to help these two, two,two, students, Which you probably did not, so I am taking the points off you." He explained. Ron opened his mouth for another word, but Snape said, "Not a word out of you Weasley or I'll take 50 house points." He then moved to the next table.
He continued to award points to the slytherins,take points to gryffindors, and finally, he came across Hermione and Harry's table. "Ah, yes, Potter, and, Ms. Granger. Couldn't separate the two of you." He said as he glared at Harry. "Your Potion is, well, correct in the physical aspect. Three points for gryffindor, Ms. Granger." He said.
The whole room was shocked. Snape dosen't give gryffindors house points, he takes them away. But since under the exception he knows that Draco is in "good terms" with Hermione, its quite understandable.
"I'll pass these," he said as he pointed to the several number of potion weighers. "And give the other side, as you can see that it looks like that thing that muggles symbolize for justice, a drop of the correctly brewn potion." He said and he dropped a drop or two into the left platforms of the weighers. "If the side where I dropped the potion goes up, it has excess ingredients. If it goes down, it lacks something. Either way," he explained as he passed out the weighers to the students who got the potion correctly, and when he reached Harry (and Hermione's) 's table, he glared at Harry and said, "Its wrong!" then he went back up front. "If it doesn't, then it's correctly made."
The class started to measure. In the end, only five student pairs got it right. Including Draco's and Hermione's.
"Well now, leave your potions on this cauldron. The five correct ones, leave it here in this other one. These are the ones that will be used for Pansy. Dismissed."
The students went out. Harry grabbed Hermione's arm,"Ugh!What right do you have to touch me?" she asked irritatingly. "The final test for quiddich try- outs is later this afternoon,5:30." Harry reminded. "Just thought you should know," he added. "I know,moron." She retorted. "Now get out of my way!"
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"Okay, this is the final test." Harry just kept blabbering about the quiddich rules, (but he didn't actually follow them,Hemione thought) and to Hermione, she just heard a lot of "Bla bla bla quiddich bla bla bla bla". She wondered where Draco was. She couldn't find him anywhere, in the field, so she got up to look for him. When Harry noticed, she just gave him an icy glare and went away.
Draco, on the other hand, was in the classroom, waiting for his father. Waiting quite long, I may say, about thirty minutes. The sun was just about to set, and he couldn't be roaming around at night. Suddenly, he heard that familiar whoosh.
"Father." Draco greeted.
"Sorry I'm late," he greeted as he brushed off some dust off his cloak. "Draco, have you decided? The master just moved the ceremony to next week." His father informed him.
"No father, I will not use the woman I love as a sacrifice!" he said bravely.
"Then I am right then, you do love her." Lucius said as he went near him.
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Hermione has been searching the halls for some time now, and she was exhausted. (Maybe he went back to their common room, she thought.) It was then that she heard voices in an empty classroom.
Lucius clutched the collar of his son's uniform. "You do know that we need her, right?" he asked. Hermione felt that cold shiver run down her spine. Its as if she'd heard this voice before. . .
"Yes father." Draco replied. Hermione recognized the voice.
"The master said! The master spoke his word. You will become a death eater, and you will use that mudblood girlfriend of yours as the sacrifice!"he said furiously. Hermione couldn't believe what she heard. Had Draco been using her?
"Or else he will kill us, yes Draco, me, you, and your mother." He whispered. Draco must take the offer. True, he loved Hermione, but he loved his mother more. "So?" his father asked.
"Yes father." Draco answered, as if in pain.
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Tada! A surprising revelation there. anyway, the thoughts are in parentheses. Thanks to those who reviewed! Please review if you haven't! I am still thinking if I should write a sequel, because. . . Oops! I might give something away.Hehehe! Luv Ya'll!
Disclaimer:Please look at my previous chapters!
Chapter 13
"You are probably thinking how I knew that, aren't you?" he said in a sinister way. "I am in the water you drink, the air you breathe, the food you eat, my blood is rushing through your blood,"he explained, "or to make it easier for you to understand," he said, "I am your Father!" he bellowed. (You sure don't act like one, Draco thought) "I am supposed to know your every move," he said as he drew closer to his son, "I am here of course to look out for your best interests." He then went farther from Draco. "Think about it. If there's still some sense in your brain, you'll probably realize that gryffindors aren't supposed to be with slytherins!" he shouted and with that, he apparated from Hogwarts to a secret chamber located deep below the Malfoy Manor.
"Ah, Lucius, I suppose you are back from your little orientation with Draco?" a cold voice said.
"Yes master." He replied with utmost respect.
"Well, what did he say then?" the voice asked.
"Master, Young Malfoy does not understand yet. . . maybe he will after the death eaters ceremony which is," he said, but the voice interrupted him.
"Next week." The voice continued.
"But I thought it was supposed to be," he said as he tried to reason with the voice. He knew the voice would have his head if Draco did not abide the Master's orders.
"Yes, three weeks from now, but I've changed it, the sooner, the better." The cold, mysterious voice said coolly.
"I shall inform young Malfoy right away." He quickly replied.
"And the girl?" the voice asked, "You know she could be a prick to our plans. Is she taken care of?"
"I shall see to it that she will be. I have told Young Malfoy to bring her as a sacrifice, so you could finish her up yourself. I know that it would delight you Master, to know that there is one less mudblood scum in this world." He answered.
"Yes, yes. You may leave." The voice said with a hint of satisfaction.
"As you wish, My Lord." Then, he quickly apparated away.
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Draco could not sleep that night. Yes, first this was a game to torture Potter and Weasley, to see that their precious little Gryffindor princess is in love with the cunning Slytherin prince. But after that night. . .
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(flashback)
She went near him, looked at him and said, "Potter tried to kiss me."
Draco looked at her, with a bit of a shock in his face.
"But I didn't. I ran off," she said while stroking his face reassuringly.
"You know that you're the only man I'm going to kiss," she said, as she went near him. Then they kissed under the soft, caressing rays of the moonlight for a brief moment, and then he took her in his arms and whispered gently,
"I love you too."
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- =-=-
It was then he'd realized what he had. He tried to think of a way to save her, to keep her out of Voldemort's clutches. But now, now that they knew, there is no escaping for sure.
==-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- =-=-
The next morning, everything went on smoothly for the first few hours, and Draco wanted to make sure that it stayed that way. Until he got that owl from his father.
[Draco,
Meet me in an empty classroom, your defense against the dark arts classroom at 5:30 pm. The Master has news.
Your Father, Lucius]
He felt as if there was a metal ball falling through his stomach.
"What's wrong honey?" Hermione asked as they were walking to potions. Then they saw Ginny and Colin holding hands, rushing through them. Hermione laughed. "The Potty fan club king has finally met his Potty fan club Queen." She said in a sort of dreamy voice. Crabbe,Goyle and Blaise laughed at this comment, but Draco didn't. Now Hermione noticed that something was really wrong. She was just about to ask when they arrived at the Potions dungeon. The moment they took their seats, Snape went in.
"Good Morning students, now sit with your partners, we have work to do." He instructed, and everyone at once followed.
"Good. Please take out your Potions," he said as he took out a machine of some sort. He placed it on his desk and explained, "This is a potion weigher. This is to test whether the potion you made is correct. But first," he said as he fished a sample of the potion he made." Let us check the obvious signs if the potions you made are indeed correct." He went around, comparing the potion he made from his students' potions.
"Yes, correct Mr.Malfoy." he said. "Ten Points to Slytherin."
"Crabbe, Goyle, and Wesley! It should be blue, not orange! 10 points from gryffindor!"he said. "But sir," Ron protested, "Crabbe and Goyle are from Slytherin, why didn't you take house points from them?"he asked. "Because, Mr. Weasley, I expected you to help these two, two,two, students, Which you probably did not, so I am taking the points off you." He explained. Ron opened his mouth for another word, but Snape said, "Not a word out of you Weasley or I'll take 50 house points." He then moved to the next table.
He continued to award points to the slytherins,take points to gryffindors, and finally, he came across Hermione and Harry's table. "Ah, yes, Potter, and, Ms. Granger. Couldn't separate the two of you." He said as he glared at Harry. "Your Potion is, well, correct in the physical aspect. Three points for gryffindor, Ms. Granger." He said.
The whole room was shocked. Snape dosen't give gryffindors house points, he takes them away. But since under the exception he knows that Draco is in "good terms" with Hermione, its quite understandable.
"I'll pass these," he said as he pointed to the several number of potion weighers. "And give the other side, as you can see that it looks like that thing that muggles symbolize for justice, a drop of the correctly brewn potion." He said and he dropped a drop or two into the left platforms of the weighers. "If the side where I dropped the potion goes up, it has excess ingredients. If it goes down, it lacks something. Either way," he explained as he passed out the weighers to the students who got the potion correctly, and when he reached Harry (and Hermione's) 's table, he glared at Harry and said, "Its wrong!" then he went back up front. "If it doesn't, then it's correctly made."
The class started to measure. In the end, only five student pairs got it right. Including Draco's and Hermione's.
"Well now, leave your potions on this cauldron. The five correct ones, leave it here in this other one. These are the ones that will be used for Pansy. Dismissed."
The students went out. Harry grabbed Hermione's arm,"Ugh!What right do you have to touch me?" she asked irritatingly. "The final test for quiddich try- outs is later this afternoon,5:30." Harry reminded. "Just thought you should know," he added. "I know,moron." She retorted. "Now get out of my way!"
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"Okay, this is the final test." Harry just kept blabbering about the quiddich rules, (but he didn't actually follow them,Hemione thought) and to Hermione, she just heard a lot of "Bla bla bla quiddich bla bla bla bla". She wondered where Draco was. She couldn't find him anywhere, in the field, so she got up to look for him. When Harry noticed, she just gave him an icy glare and went away.
Draco, on the other hand, was in the classroom, waiting for his father. Waiting quite long, I may say, about thirty minutes. The sun was just about to set, and he couldn't be roaming around at night. Suddenly, he heard that familiar whoosh.
"Father." Draco greeted.
"Sorry I'm late," he greeted as he brushed off some dust off his cloak. "Draco, have you decided? The master just moved the ceremony to next week." His father informed him.
"No father, I will not use the woman I love as a sacrifice!" he said bravely.
"Then I am right then, you do love her." Lucius said as he went near him.
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Hermione has been searching the halls for some time now, and she was exhausted. (Maybe he went back to their common room, she thought.) It was then that she heard voices in an empty classroom.
Lucius clutched the collar of his son's uniform. "You do know that we need her, right?" he asked. Hermione felt that cold shiver run down her spine. Its as if she'd heard this voice before. . .
"Yes father." Draco replied. Hermione recognized the voice.
"The master said! The master spoke his word. You will become a death eater, and you will use that mudblood girlfriend of yours as the sacrifice!"he said furiously. Hermione couldn't believe what she heard. Had Draco been using her?
"Or else he will kill us, yes Draco, me, you, and your mother." He whispered. Draco must take the offer. True, he loved Hermione, but he loved his mother more. "So?" his father asked.
"Yes father." Draco answered, as if in pain.
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Tada! A surprising revelation there. anyway, the thoughts are in parentheses. Thanks to those who reviewed! Please review if you haven't! I am still thinking if I should write a sequel, because. . . Oops! I might give something away.Hehehe! Luv Ya'll!
