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The Demon Hunter and The-Boy-Who-Lived
Ch: 5
A few days went by and Harry didn't go on any more hunts with Nicole. He got that it was her thing, just as it was his thing to complain about Snape. It was two weeks until the dance and Snape was being especially mean. At that moment, he was yelling at Neville when his growth potion turned yellow instead of green. Nicole still hadn't shown up for class but that was soon to be over. In a minute, Nicole walked into the classroom.
"Sorry I'm late professor but there was a particularly nasty fungus demon," she said with a chill as she sat down at Harry's side. She noticed as she sat that Malfoy gave her a weird luck.
"Very well," Snape said. Since he found out about who she was, he was a lot kinder to her and her back to him in return. "The ingredients and instructions for the growth potion are on the board."
Nicole nodded and got to work. For some strange reason she was having a hard time with the potion. Harry leaned over to help her. "What's the matter?" Harry asked, concerned.
"Nothing fatal. I'm just really bad with things that have nothing to do with my line of work so." she said as she reviewed the instructions. "Damn, I forgot the mug root."
Harry laughed. "It's not funny," she said as she hit him lightly. Nicole sighed. "I suppose it doesn't matter. One bad grade won't do anything."
"Now that's funny. Supposed rogue demon hunter is afraid of bad grades. You better not let it get out," he said, holding back laughter.
"Easy for you to say. You're good in everything," she said with a fake pout.
"That I am; best grades in the school," he said smugly.
"One of them. Don't forget Hermione and me," Nicole said. It was true. The three Gryffindors along with Malfoy had the best grades in the school. Then the magical bell rang and they were dismissed from class.
"You know you never said a proper hello," Harry said grinning slyly.
"Oh, I didn't. Well." she said and leaned in. She pulled away. "Only when you deserve it, you will get it." Nicole walked away with Harry staring after her.
"That was cruel, he shouted after her. Nicole turned around and smiled. She walked down the hall towards the common room, to pick up her stuff. However, a door opened and she was pulled inside.
"What the..." she was saying until a hand went over her mouth to silent her. Whoever the thing was, it let her go and went to lock the door.
The room was dark and she could barely see anything. She went into her robes and grabbed her wand. "Extravo lumos," she muttered and the whole room lit up. The lights revealed a slytherin with blonde-white hair. "Malfoy, what are you doing?" she asked as she stood.
Malfoy looked nervous and that was definitely a first for her to see. He wouldn't meet her eyes as he said, "I need your help."
"Wow, Malfoy asking for help," she said sarcastically.
"I'm serious. This is what you do, right? Help people?" he asked, still nervous.
"No, I kill the evil," Nicole responded testily. Malfoy's disposition didn't change as he turned away.
"Well, I've got evil for you," he told her. She looked curiously at him. He continued, "My father's a death eater and he's tortured me for years to act the way he does and do the things he does. So far, I have the acting down, but now e wants me to become a death eater and to kill. I can't do that."
"What do you want me to do about it?" she asked him without sympathy.
"I need your help. No matter how I act, I can't kill. I'm so sick of being the one everyone hates. In the beginning, I loved it but not anymore. I admit, I'm jealous of all the Gryffindors, especially Ron, Hermione, and Harry. You don't know how many times I've wished I had friends like that, but I don't. Now I'm being asked to kill them. However, not only them but someone I fell in love with, from afar, of course."
"Malfoyis jealous, has a conscience, and is in love. Can this day get any stranger?" Nicole asked.
"Without your help I'm going to have to do it," he said desperately.
"How does your father know what you do?" Nicole asked, still not believing much.
"Crabbe and Goyle act as spies for him. They're the closest things I've got to friends and they're spies," he told her. She still looked at him skeptically. "Please, Nicole! I need your help. I don't want to kill but I don't want to be killed. My father doesn't care a thing about me. I don't want to die!" he pleaded with her.
Nicole's face softened. "Don't do it. I'll make sure that you're protected."
"It's not only that. If I don't kill them then someone else will," he told her.
Nicole sighed. "Okay, so you, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and whoever you love will be put under protection. Who's the one you love? Parkinson?" she asked.
"Eww, no" he said disgusted. She looked at him inquiringly. "What if she can protect herself?"
"She'll still need help and she'll still need to know that someone's after her," she explained impatiently.
"You."
"Say what?" Nicole asked a little confused.
"You. There you have it. I'm in love with you," he said and for the first time, met her eyes. "I'm in love with you and I know you like Harry that's why I never told you."
"Umm.well.we got to get everyone and go to Dumbledore's office," she said, a little surprised.
"Okay," he said quietly and the walked out of the room and headed for the Gryffindors next class, Charms. Nicole and Draco walked into the room together and many shocked faces looked up, especially shocked were the three they were looking for.
"Professor? We have something serious going on. I need Hermione, Ron, and Harry," Nicole whispered to Flitwick. He nodded.
"Ms. Granger, Mr. Weasly, and Mr. Potter will you please go with Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Marmer," squeaked Flitwick. The three got up, slightly confused. They walked out of the room with Draco and Nicole.
As soon as they got out the questions started. "I'll answer them as soon as we get to Dumbledore's office," Nicole said as they walked.
Fifteen minutes later they were all seated in Dumbledore's office, waiting for him to come in. "Well?" Harry asked as he looked coldly at Draco.
"Wait," he said quietly. Nicole got up to examine the room. On a stool she found the sorting hat. She picked it up.
"Do you ever wonder if over time you change so much that the sorting hat would want o change your house?" Nicole asked pointedly.
Everyone was speechless until Harry spoke up. "The sorting hat had a hard time placing me. For a while, it considered Slytherin. I told Dumbledore this in my second year and he said that in the end we chose what house we want to be in. Then he showed me the sword I pulled out of the hat when I killed the basilisk. It was the Gryffindor sword. My guess is if you change enough then it could change your house."
Everyone looked at him strangely. Then Ron spoke up. "Why would you go into Slytherin?"
"When Voldemort tried to kill me when I was one he gave me some of his power like the talking to snakes thing," Harry explained.
Suddenly Nicole said, "Anyone want to try it out?"
Harry took the hat and place it over his head. Back again. You want to know if I would change my mind? No you have grown more into the Gryffindor role now more than ever you are a Gryffindor. The last word was shouted aloud. Harry nodded and handed it to Ron.
Ron put it over his head and again it shouted Gryffindor. He in turn handed it to Hermione and again it shouted Gryffindor. She handed the hat back to Nicole.
Nicole put it on her head. You too are still a Gryffindor. A bit of advice. Do not cower when it comes to the safety of other people. Then it shouted,"Gryffindor." Nicole walked over to Draco and handed him the hat. He looked from the hat to Nicole, then to the other three. He put the hat on his head and closed his eyes. The hat took a few minutes and then.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I leave you there. No I'm just joking. I wouldn't do that.
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"Gryffindor!" it shouted. Draco took the hat off his head and looked amazed. Everyone looked at him shocked. There was a thick silence but suddenly it was broken by clapping. They turned to find Dumbledore at the door.
"I couldn't have done it better myself," Dumbledore said. "Leave it to your students to come up with a wonderful way of teaching a lesson. People change. At one time as Tom Riddle even Voldemort was kind."
Draco set the hat on the desk. "Professor, I have something to tell you," he said. He launched into explanation about what he was supposed to do and what he didn't want to do. He told of his father and his history. Then, he told what they would do if he didn't do what they wanted. After he finished everyone was in shock except for Dumbledore and Nicole. He had said everything he told Nicole except for the whole him being in love with her.
"Well, for Nicole and me it's no different but at least this time we know it's coming. Thanks," he said to Draco.
Dumbledore sat back in his chair. "I have no doubt that you both can protect yourselves but you other three need help. In fact all five of you are capable of doing so. I believe that as power is in numbers you should all stay together at all times. Except for when bathing is in order," he said with a joke in the end. "Sleeping arrangements in the Gryffindor common room will be made. I trust tat you won't do anything."
Nicole spoke up, "My weapon room. We can use it."
"Yes, I'll send the elves for your stuff and beds will be set up immediately," Dumbledore responded.
"Umm.excuse me professor, but I'm still in Slytherin," Draco said a little quietly.
"In that you are wrong Mr. Malfoy. I believe the hat placed you in Gryffindor," Dumbledore said smiling. Draco allowed himself a grin. "From now on, you will be in Gryffindor classes and you will eat at that table. I will make an announcement tonight. Now, since classes are almost over for the day I allow you to take the rest of the day off."
The five of them walked out of the room in silence. "So all the meanness was an act?" Ron asked.
"Not in the beginning. I used to want to be just like my father but I matured after he was sent to Azkaban at the end of fifth year," he explained.
"Oh," the three muttered. Then Harry said, "So in the train that was an act in the beginning of the year?"
"Not entirely. The way I said things, yes. That I thought she was hot, no and I did lose my temper. I still have a bad temper."
"So, this is a very strange day," Nicole said and they all laughed.
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The Demon Hunter and The-Boy-Who-Lived
Ch: 5
A few days went by and Harry didn't go on any more hunts with Nicole. He got that it was her thing, just as it was his thing to complain about Snape. It was two weeks until the dance and Snape was being especially mean. At that moment, he was yelling at Neville when his growth potion turned yellow instead of green. Nicole still hadn't shown up for class but that was soon to be over. In a minute, Nicole walked into the classroom.
"Sorry I'm late professor but there was a particularly nasty fungus demon," she said with a chill as she sat down at Harry's side. She noticed as she sat that Malfoy gave her a weird luck.
"Very well," Snape said. Since he found out about who she was, he was a lot kinder to her and her back to him in return. "The ingredients and instructions for the growth potion are on the board."
Nicole nodded and got to work. For some strange reason she was having a hard time with the potion. Harry leaned over to help her. "What's the matter?" Harry asked, concerned.
"Nothing fatal. I'm just really bad with things that have nothing to do with my line of work so." she said as she reviewed the instructions. "Damn, I forgot the mug root."
Harry laughed. "It's not funny," she said as she hit him lightly. Nicole sighed. "I suppose it doesn't matter. One bad grade won't do anything."
"Now that's funny. Supposed rogue demon hunter is afraid of bad grades. You better not let it get out," he said, holding back laughter.
"Easy for you to say. You're good in everything," she said with a fake pout.
"That I am; best grades in the school," he said smugly.
"One of them. Don't forget Hermione and me," Nicole said. It was true. The three Gryffindors along with Malfoy had the best grades in the school. Then the magical bell rang and they were dismissed from class.
"You know you never said a proper hello," Harry said grinning slyly.
"Oh, I didn't. Well." she said and leaned in. She pulled away. "Only when you deserve it, you will get it." Nicole walked away with Harry staring after her.
"That was cruel, he shouted after her. Nicole turned around and smiled. She walked down the hall towards the common room, to pick up her stuff. However, a door opened and she was pulled inside.
"What the..." she was saying until a hand went over her mouth to silent her. Whoever the thing was, it let her go and went to lock the door.
The room was dark and she could barely see anything. She went into her robes and grabbed her wand. "Extravo lumos," she muttered and the whole room lit up. The lights revealed a slytherin with blonde-white hair. "Malfoy, what are you doing?" she asked as she stood.
Malfoy looked nervous and that was definitely a first for her to see. He wouldn't meet her eyes as he said, "I need your help."
"Wow, Malfoy asking for help," she said sarcastically.
"I'm serious. This is what you do, right? Help people?" he asked, still nervous.
"No, I kill the evil," Nicole responded testily. Malfoy's disposition didn't change as he turned away.
"Well, I've got evil for you," he told her. She looked curiously at him. He continued, "My father's a death eater and he's tortured me for years to act the way he does and do the things he does. So far, I have the acting down, but now e wants me to become a death eater and to kill. I can't do that."
"What do you want me to do about it?" she asked him without sympathy.
"I need your help. No matter how I act, I can't kill. I'm so sick of being the one everyone hates. In the beginning, I loved it but not anymore. I admit, I'm jealous of all the Gryffindors, especially Ron, Hermione, and Harry. You don't know how many times I've wished I had friends like that, but I don't. Now I'm being asked to kill them. However, not only them but someone I fell in love with, from afar, of course."
"Malfoyis jealous, has a conscience, and is in love. Can this day get any stranger?" Nicole asked.
"Without your help I'm going to have to do it," he said desperately.
"How does your father know what you do?" Nicole asked, still not believing much.
"Crabbe and Goyle act as spies for him. They're the closest things I've got to friends and they're spies," he told her. She still looked at him skeptically. "Please, Nicole! I need your help. I don't want to kill but I don't want to be killed. My father doesn't care a thing about me. I don't want to die!" he pleaded with her.
Nicole's face softened. "Don't do it. I'll make sure that you're protected."
"It's not only that. If I don't kill them then someone else will," he told her.
Nicole sighed. "Okay, so you, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and whoever you love will be put under protection. Who's the one you love? Parkinson?" she asked.
"Eww, no" he said disgusted. She looked at him inquiringly. "What if she can protect herself?"
"She'll still need help and she'll still need to know that someone's after her," she explained impatiently.
"You."
"Say what?" Nicole asked a little confused.
"You. There you have it. I'm in love with you," he said and for the first time, met her eyes. "I'm in love with you and I know you like Harry that's why I never told you."
"Umm.well.we got to get everyone and go to Dumbledore's office," she said, a little surprised.
"Okay," he said quietly and the walked out of the room and headed for the Gryffindors next class, Charms. Nicole and Draco walked into the room together and many shocked faces looked up, especially shocked were the three they were looking for.
"Professor? We have something serious going on. I need Hermione, Ron, and Harry," Nicole whispered to Flitwick. He nodded.
"Ms. Granger, Mr. Weasly, and Mr. Potter will you please go with Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Marmer," squeaked Flitwick. The three got up, slightly confused. They walked out of the room with Draco and Nicole.
As soon as they got out the questions started. "I'll answer them as soon as we get to Dumbledore's office," Nicole said as they walked.
Fifteen minutes later they were all seated in Dumbledore's office, waiting for him to come in. "Well?" Harry asked as he looked coldly at Draco.
"Wait," he said quietly. Nicole got up to examine the room. On a stool she found the sorting hat. She picked it up.
"Do you ever wonder if over time you change so much that the sorting hat would want o change your house?" Nicole asked pointedly.
Everyone was speechless until Harry spoke up. "The sorting hat had a hard time placing me. For a while, it considered Slytherin. I told Dumbledore this in my second year and he said that in the end we chose what house we want to be in. Then he showed me the sword I pulled out of the hat when I killed the basilisk. It was the Gryffindor sword. My guess is if you change enough then it could change your house."
Everyone looked at him strangely. Then Ron spoke up. "Why would you go into Slytherin?"
"When Voldemort tried to kill me when I was one he gave me some of his power like the talking to snakes thing," Harry explained.
Suddenly Nicole said, "Anyone want to try it out?"
Harry took the hat and place it over his head. Back again. You want to know if I would change my mind? No you have grown more into the Gryffindor role now more than ever you are a Gryffindor. The last word was shouted aloud. Harry nodded and handed it to Ron.
Ron put it over his head and again it shouted Gryffindor. He in turn handed it to Hermione and again it shouted Gryffindor. She handed the hat back to Nicole.
Nicole put it on her head. You too are still a Gryffindor. A bit of advice. Do not cower when it comes to the safety of other people. Then it shouted,"Gryffindor." Nicole walked over to Draco and handed him the hat. He looked from the hat to Nicole, then to the other three. He put the hat on his head and closed his eyes. The hat took a few minutes and then.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I leave you there. No I'm just joking. I wouldn't do that.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Gryffindor!" it shouted. Draco took the hat off his head and looked amazed. Everyone looked at him shocked. There was a thick silence but suddenly it was broken by clapping. They turned to find Dumbledore at the door.
"I couldn't have done it better myself," Dumbledore said. "Leave it to your students to come up with a wonderful way of teaching a lesson. People change. At one time as Tom Riddle even Voldemort was kind."
Draco set the hat on the desk. "Professor, I have something to tell you," he said. He launched into explanation about what he was supposed to do and what he didn't want to do. He told of his father and his history. Then, he told what they would do if he didn't do what they wanted. After he finished everyone was in shock except for Dumbledore and Nicole. He had said everything he told Nicole except for the whole him being in love with her.
"Well, for Nicole and me it's no different but at least this time we know it's coming. Thanks," he said to Draco.
Dumbledore sat back in his chair. "I have no doubt that you both can protect yourselves but you other three need help. In fact all five of you are capable of doing so. I believe that as power is in numbers you should all stay together at all times. Except for when bathing is in order," he said with a joke in the end. "Sleeping arrangements in the Gryffindor common room will be made. I trust tat you won't do anything."
Nicole spoke up, "My weapon room. We can use it."
"Yes, I'll send the elves for your stuff and beds will be set up immediately," Dumbledore responded.
"Umm.excuse me professor, but I'm still in Slytherin," Draco said a little quietly.
"In that you are wrong Mr. Malfoy. I believe the hat placed you in Gryffindor," Dumbledore said smiling. Draco allowed himself a grin. "From now on, you will be in Gryffindor classes and you will eat at that table. I will make an announcement tonight. Now, since classes are almost over for the day I allow you to take the rest of the day off."
The five of them walked out of the room in silence. "So all the meanness was an act?" Ron asked.
"Not in the beginning. I used to want to be just like my father but I matured after he was sent to Azkaban at the end of fifth year," he explained.
"Oh," the three muttered. Then Harry said, "So in the train that was an act in the beginning of the year?"
"Not entirely. The way I said things, yes. That I thought she was hot, no and I did lose my temper. I still have a bad temper."
"So, this is a very strange day," Nicole said and they all laughed.