Chapter 9: One on One
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Harry's POV
I was still hot on the pursuit. I checked several times to make sure no one was following. No one had noticed, except a pale girl with auburn hair, who squealed and ran. Malfoy turned sharply around a corner, and I hurried to follow. As I turned the corner, something hit me in the stomach. I looked up slowly, and saw Malfoy standing in front of me with a pained look, and behind him, stood the ghost. She stepped out confidently and held out her hand.
"Harry Potter. I think we rather got cut short last time. My name is Kala Black, and I am the spirit of Sirius' youngest daughter."
I just nodded. I couldn't think. Seeing a ghost that looked so much like me...like Sirius...it was just plain freaky. "What exactly are you here for, Kala?" I asked with firmness.
She sighed, then smiled softly. "I think, it is Mister Malfoy's wishes to explain. I shall return when you are ready."
Malfoy looked at her with a funny look on his face, but nodded. "Soon, Kala. Goodnight." She bowed respectfully and smiled at me. "Sleep well."
*Draco*
I can't help but wonder what Potter's thinking. Of course Kala knows, but there's nothing I can do to ask her about it without her getting all weird on me. She told him it was my wish to explain to him. Great, now he'll think I respect him now. Sure. Kala's just left...okay now what...
FB: "You're pathetic, you know that? Pathetic." I said spitefully to my father. He didn't hit me or even scold, he merely looked at me with a face full of regret. "You act as though you don't want to become one of us. Is this so?"
I wanted desperately to say no! but I knew...Oh boy did I...
I shook my head and forced myself to continue on the quest with Potter. Might as well get started.
*Harry*
Kala left. Malfoy stared after her for a moment, then decided to notice me. "Walk, Potter. I'd rather not be seen near you." I didn't retort, mainly because I felt a little weirded out. My initial thought was I want to hear what he has to say, but be somewhere where nobody could hear or spy on us. I knew the Room Of Requirement was ideal but it was sure to get us caught walking all the way up there together. Then...I remembered second year...
"Malfoy. We ought to be somewhere where nobody can hear right?" Malfoy nodded silently. "Alright. Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, c'mon."
Malfoy hesitated but followed. I think he was feeling the same as I was...it was a bit weird. We walked in, and surprisingly, Myrtle wasn't present. I wasn't exactly sure if that was good or bad so I was just like, let's get this over.
Malfoy was leaning (coincidentally) on the sink that I'd used in second year to enter the Chamber of Secrets. I was uncomfortable enough as it was when a knock came at the door.
Malfoy looked at me and we both had the same thought. 'Run.'
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Potter and I locked eyes and had the same thought. Something in my head said ' If we get caught, meet me in the Great Hall tomorrow night, eleven.'
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The visitor, if you'd like to call it that, knocked again, then walked in. Before us stood Severs Snape, and once again I got that feeling of sickness. Malfoy looked a bit paler, but tried to gain composure.
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"Hello, Professor." I said but Snape paid no attention to me. "Potter. Headmaster's Office. Now." I stepped forward to see if he'd stop me, but he didn't.
"If I were you, Malfoy, I'd get in my own common room, pronto. Curfew's over, you see."
I left without word, but Potter's words (were they??) kept coming to my head. Tomorrow night. Fine. I swept past Snape and headed to my common room, hoping with all my might that he didn't hear anything we'd said.
//Just so ya'll know, Dumbledore couldn't follow because that would have been suspicious, so he sent Snape.//