"Heaven holds a sense of wonder"

Chapter XIII Secret meetings

Looking up at the stars,

I know quite well

That, for all they care,

I can go to hell,

But on earth indifference is the least

We have to dread from man or beast.

("The more loving one" By W.H. Auden)

(I simply love his poems!!!!!)

Hermione woke up by the ringing of her alarm clock.

She groaned. Today she would see Malfoy again.

She was not that happy about this fact, at least not as happy as she seemed to be yesterday.

She groaned again.

But she didn't just turn around to continue sleeping like she'd like to, instead she stood up.

After taking a shower, she stood in front of her dresser.

~Fuck, I have nothing to wear.~

~Stop, women just think they have nothing to wear before a date.~

~You consider this a date?~

~Yeah, what else would it be?~

~This is part of the mission.~

~Sitting in cafés, he will show you parts of London. This is definitely a date.~

~So, please tell me, how the hell shall I gain information? Shall I go to him and ask him:

"Hey, can you give me some info about Voldemort and all the other fucking Death-Eaters?"

Really, this is a great Idea. I wonder why I this did not came to my mind.~

~............~

~Perhaps because this is suicide!!!~

~And I thought you wouldn't fear death...~

~you are right, I don't fear death, but I will do everything to help the Order, and dying now,

would barely help them.~

Hermione looked at her watch.

"Fuck, I have to leave, I am going to be late."

She grabbed a pair of dark blue jeans and a white spaghetti strap top with a butterfly printed on the front side and a jacket.

She just slipped into her clothes and apparated to a little toilet in Covent Garden.

******************** Same time, somewhere else **************

~Oh fuck, What do muggles wear when they meet a beautiful woman?~

Draco was really confused.

~Hey, you are a Death-Eater, you killed a lot of people,

but you do not know what to wear on a date?~

~This is not a date! I just show her the city.~

~This is definitely a date.~

~No, it is not. And now, if you have not any good propositions for me to wear,

then shut the hell up!~

~You want her...~

~I said shut the fuck up!~

~Ok, then wear a pair of jeans or some stuff like this.

I really don't know why you make such theatre if this is not a date.~

~grrrrrrr~

"Fuck, I am going to be late. And I wanted to check the place a bit out.

Just because you are getting on my nerves."

~you are getting on your nerves yourself.~

~.......~

Draco just quickly clothed and then he apparated to a special point where he would meet

some "colleagues", meant Death-Eaters.

It was close to the Covent Garden of the muggles.

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"Mr. Malfoy junior,"

The voice was cold and it almost made Draco shiver.

"You are late."

Another voice joined the first one.

It was cold as well, but it didn´t make Draco shiver.

He knew the second voice.

It was the one of Professor Severus Snape.

His former potions teacher at Hogwarts.

"I am sorry, but I had some business to finish."

He bowed into the direction of the first speaker.

"So you have found a girl."

Draco looked confused.

"I saw you yesterday with a nice young lady in a café.

She had black hair, green eyes.

You surely remember her."

Inside Snape froze.

**************** Snape´s POV ****************

~Shit, Hermione is in real danger if the dark Lord considers her as the right gift.

I have to tell Dumbledore.~

~NO, you won´t do this.~

~I have to, this is too dangerous for her.~

~Severus, think. She is a pretty girl.

Haven´t you seen the look in Malfoys eyes, when he heard about her as gift?

He is falling for her.

If she plays her cards in a good way, he will protect her and if he would really love her, he

would tell her everything.~

~It would make him weak. She would be a joker, if she plays right, the war is won.~

~But if you tell Dumbledore, he won´t let her be in danger, then the war is over, lost.~

~But....~

~No buts! She is clever, she will make the right decisions.~

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The talk between Voldemort and Draco had been finished while Snape had been thinking.

"Severus!"

The Dark Lord yelled and Snape hated to hear him yell.

It sounded cruel and full of hatred.

He almost feared his yelling, for he knew he just yelled before he used one of the curses.

"I have to punish you for not listening. Crucio!"

His voice had been low but dangerous.

Snape felt the jolts of pain running through his entire body.

But as suddenly as it began, it stopped.

"Forgive me, master."

He managed to gasp through the pain.

"Ok. But now you will listen.

Young Mr. Malfoy has found gift.

He will bring her down here, in the next three weeks.

Till then, he will make her ready."

He grinned his cruel grin.

Draco just nodded.

"May I leave Master?"

There was fear in his voice, Snape hopped that he already feared for Hermione.

She was their only chance.

"You may leave,"

And Draco disapparated.

"This," the Dark Lord mumbled, "Is going to be fun."

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AN: Sorry this was not so long. I hope I managed to make the next one longer!!!!

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Please, tomorrow is my birthday, can´t I have Draco or Oliver as present?

I also would take Ron..... ;o)

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