Chapter Eight
Never had I felt so much emotion sweep through my heart. At first I felt relieved. The hard part was completed, and now all I needed was the information, and then I would be rewarded by Voldemort himself beyond anything I could even hope to imagine. At the same time I felt an enormous amount of pride swell into my stomach. I had done it. She had fallen. Yet, at the same time I was terrified beyond all sense of reality. What if anyone found out? What would they do? What would they say? I couldn't even bear the thought of it. My emotions quickly turned back to that of pride. I climbed into my four poster bed sighing happily. She had fallen. It was almost complete.
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The next morning I rose early to write my father. I could only hope that he, too, would be proud of my accomplishment. Maybe he could possibly begin to love me as his son, and not as his accomplice to his rise of power. I grabbed my quill and ink bottle as well as some parchment and wrote hastily:
Father,
There is now no more need to seduce her more quickly, for it has been done. I will hopefully write you again soon with the information we need.
Draco.
I sealed the piece of parchment with approval and set off towards the Owlrey to deliver my letter. I was up on the fifth floor corridor when I heard hushed voices around the nearest corner. I stopped, not wanting to intrude on their private conversation, but I stayed near enough to listen.
"Miss Granger," said a serious voice, "It is vital that this is kept secret. I do hope you realize that." I immediately listened carefully, as it was Dumbledore and Hermione speaking of something secret. Perhaps this was what information I was supposed to be listening for. My heart began to beat faster in anticipation.
"I do professor," Hermione replied, "But are you absolutely sure it will be safe there? My parents are Muggles you know-"
"They will be perfectly safe. Don't worry." Dumbledore assured her, "Just as long as it is kept very secret."
I groaned silently. I had only reached their conversation in time to hear the end. I was too frusterated and angry that I didn't hear Hermione's footsteps coming closer to the corner right towards me. I didn't have any time to react. She rounded the corner with such an incredibly speed, that I doubt she even saw me before we collided.
"Draco," she whispered out of surprise. "Did you-you-" She trailed off.
"Well- I-" I began. I looked into Hermione's eyes and saw that she was scared. I couldn't lie to her, at least not right now. "I- couldn't help it. I'm was on my was up to the Owlrey and-"
"Draco, please don't tell anyone what you heard. Please."
"I wont." I lied. I took her in my arms as a way to assure her I wouldn't tell. She shook slightly as I held her close.
"Do you want me to go up to the Owlrey with you?" she asked when we finally broke away.
"No, no. It's alright. It can wait." I couldn't let her see who I was writing too, it was too risky. Besides, I had to include what I had just overheard in my letter.
"Besides," I added, "Why go send a letter when we still have an hour before anyone comes down to breakfast?"
"Oh Draco," She laughed, "You really are too much!" I took her hand and led her into the nearest empty classroom and locked the door. Over the next hour, we talked and laughed and of course, kissed. When it was time to go down to breakfast she left me in the empty classroom so we could arrive separately. When I figured it was safe to go down to breakfast, I opened the door slowly.
"My God this is going to be easy," I said as I ventured down the empty corridor.
Never had I felt so much emotion sweep through my heart. At first I felt relieved. The hard part was completed, and now all I needed was the information, and then I would be rewarded by Voldemort himself beyond anything I could even hope to imagine. At the same time I felt an enormous amount of pride swell into my stomach. I had done it. She had fallen. Yet, at the same time I was terrified beyond all sense of reality. What if anyone found out? What would they do? What would they say? I couldn't even bear the thought of it. My emotions quickly turned back to that of pride. I climbed into my four poster bed sighing happily. She had fallen. It was almost complete.
* * * * * * * * * * *
The next morning I rose early to write my father. I could only hope that he, too, would be proud of my accomplishment. Maybe he could possibly begin to love me as his son, and not as his accomplice to his rise of power. I grabbed my quill and ink bottle as well as some parchment and wrote hastily:
Father,
There is now no more need to seduce her more quickly, for it has been done. I will hopefully write you again soon with the information we need.
Draco.
I sealed the piece of parchment with approval and set off towards the Owlrey to deliver my letter. I was up on the fifth floor corridor when I heard hushed voices around the nearest corner. I stopped, not wanting to intrude on their private conversation, but I stayed near enough to listen.
"Miss Granger," said a serious voice, "It is vital that this is kept secret. I do hope you realize that." I immediately listened carefully, as it was Dumbledore and Hermione speaking of something secret. Perhaps this was what information I was supposed to be listening for. My heart began to beat faster in anticipation.
"I do professor," Hermione replied, "But are you absolutely sure it will be safe there? My parents are Muggles you know-"
"They will be perfectly safe. Don't worry." Dumbledore assured her, "Just as long as it is kept very secret."
I groaned silently. I had only reached their conversation in time to hear the end. I was too frusterated and angry that I didn't hear Hermione's footsteps coming closer to the corner right towards me. I didn't have any time to react. She rounded the corner with such an incredibly speed, that I doubt she even saw me before we collided.
"Draco," she whispered out of surprise. "Did you-you-" She trailed off.
"Well- I-" I began. I looked into Hermione's eyes and saw that she was scared. I couldn't lie to her, at least not right now. "I- couldn't help it. I'm was on my was up to the Owlrey and-"
"Draco, please don't tell anyone what you heard. Please."
"I wont." I lied. I took her in my arms as a way to assure her I wouldn't tell. She shook slightly as I held her close.
"Do you want me to go up to the Owlrey with you?" she asked when we finally broke away.
"No, no. It's alright. It can wait." I couldn't let her see who I was writing too, it was too risky. Besides, I had to include what I had just overheard in my letter.
"Besides," I added, "Why go send a letter when we still have an hour before anyone comes down to breakfast?"
"Oh Draco," She laughed, "You really are too much!" I took her hand and led her into the nearest empty classroom and locked the door. Over the next hour, we talked and laughed and of course, kissed. When it was time to go down to breakfast she left me in the empty classroom so we could arrive separately. When I figured it was safe to go down to breakfast, I opened the door slowly.
"My God this is going to be easy," I said as I ventured down the empty corridor.