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~*~*~*~ Chapter 5: The death of Mr Malfoy ~*~*~*~
HERMIONE'S POV
"That was really clever of you Mione! I can't believe you made Malfoy do that!" Ron was still laughing.
"Well, that's the first dose of revenge. No one ruins my work and gets away with it. No one." I smiled at them and continued eating.
At last we finished. I said my goodnights and headed off to the common room. As soon as I stepped through the portrait two pairs of hand grabbed my arms and held them behind my back. I was thrown into a chair and bound there. Malfoy was sneering at me, and was soon joined by Crabbe and Goyle.
"Well Granger. You never told me not to do that to you." I opened my mouth to make him stop.
"Uh no Granger. Silencio! My voice was gone. I couldn't talk. "Now Granger. That was a very nasty trick you pulled back there. It will take me a VERY long time to get my hair back to its perfect condition. You of all people should know that my hair is my most prized asset. Now. What shall I do with you? I know! Pansy darling. Could you come here for a moment?
Pansy stepped out of the shadows brandishing an evil grin and a large pair of scissors. OMG! They're going to cut me up. That was my first thought and I started to hyperventilate.
"Calm down muuuuuuGranger." He still couldn't say mudblood. "We're not going to cut you up or anything. I'm just going to take away what you took from me." With a shock of horror I realized they were going to cut my hair. My hair had been growing for a long time now and I wasn't ready to give it up yet. Pansy stepped behind me and I could feel my hair falling to the floor. After a minute Malfoy held a mirror up to my face. My hair was just past my shoulders and cut very horribly. He took the silence and binding charm off me. I looked at the hair that littered floor around me and ran to my room. I didn't stop crying the whole night.
DRACO'S POV
I could tell that she was very upset. I kind of felt sorry for her when Pansy had finished with her hair. I knew that her hair had been ruined for far longer than mine. That didn't mean that I felt she got what she deserved. She shouldn't have humiliated me. 'Yeah, but you shouldn't have ruined her homework.' Well she shouldn't be bossing me around! ' You are the one who agreed to the bet.' My two consciences were fighting each other. (A/N: Hang on. Malfoy has a conscience?!)
The next morning, Granger wasn't anywhere to be seen. I was thinking about apologising to her all day, but I knew that I would never do it. My pride was too important to me. I went back up to the common room after dinner. There was a very different Granger sitting in the chair. Her hair was nicely cut and it layers all around. It came up to her shoulders and was straight. It looked better than that fuzball she used to have.
"Malfoy. Ferret. Dickhead. I guess your little hairdressing session came out to my advantage. I've got a fair amount of head turning going on at the moment." I looked at her as she turned around to face me. I expected her to be furious, but she was smiling.
"I have three more day as being your master, and I'm going to squeeze everything I can out of you. Now kindly go up to your room and put on as many winter clothes as you can." It was as if invisible hands were guiding my feet. I just went to my room and put on about five layers of woollen clothes.
"Beauty Malfoy. Now do 100 push-ups for me. Now." I started to take of my jacket.
"I didn't tell you to remove any piece of clothing. Now get to work and don't say a thing." I began. At the end I was so hot and tired. As soon as I finished I got up and took my jacket off. I knew I wouldn't be sleep for a while. I can't sleep when I was hot. I needed to cool down and fast. A cold shower should do the trick.
"Oh and Malfoy. You can get as much water as you like to drink. You cannot take a shower until the morning and you cannot perform and cleaning or cooling spell on yourself. Oh and you cannot go outside." I growled and headed to my room.
I got to sleep at about four in the morning. When I woke at seven, my whole room smelled so bad. I got up and went straight to the shower. Granger was already in the common room when I got there.
"Malfoy. You are to carry mine, Harry's and Ron's books for the whole day."
"But I have to get to my own classes you know" I hissed at her.
"Yes I am aware of that, and it is not my fault if you get detentions for being late, just like it wasn't my fault I got a detention from Snape tonight." She had got a detention! From me! Wow. I picked up her books and carried them out.
"Malfoy. Nothing is to happen to those books. Treat them as if they were your most prized possession. Because they will be for the next three days." I growled and walked to the breakfast hall. There I put the books down on the Gryffindor table and walked over to my own.
"Why were you carrying that mudbloods books Draco?" Pansy was sitting next to me and eyeing Granger evilly. "Do we need to teach her another little lesson?"
"I'm still under that spell and have to carry her, weasel and Potters books all day. And I can't punish her until the charms worn off." I ate my breakfast and trudged over to the Gryffindor table. There I was given three sets of books.
"We have Transfiguration now, so take them there" Potter said to me with a smirk. I smirked back and stood my ground. Granger huffed.
"Listen to Harry." Obediently I began the long and tiring walk to the Transfiguration room. I knew I was going to be late for Charms as it was in the opposite direction, but Professor Flitwick never gave anyone a detention.
The rest of the day went pretty much like that. The only class I was late to apart from Charms was DADA. The new teacher this year was called Professor Hundum. Apparently he was a really good friend of Dumbledores, and gave up his job at the ministry as an auror to teach here. I had to say that he was the best teacher this job had had. Best teacher or not, I still got a detention for Friday night. Just my luck. That was the last night I had to spend with Granger, and I had managed to get out of it. I was still bound until twelve midday on Saturday, but what harm could she do in a couple of hours. I headed back of to Arithmacy to pick up Grangers books.
That night was a very restless sleep. I dreamed about my father. There was a dark room. My father was standing at one end and Moody was at the other.
"Now come on Lucius. Just throw your wand down and you will not get that harsh a punishment. Quite a few of the death eaters have turned away from the dark lord. It is time for you to do that and restart a new life without him."
"NEVER! The dark lord is my saviour, my life. I will NEVER turn away from him. I think it is time for you to start a fresh. AVADA KEDAVRA!" a large flash of green light shot out and travelled to Moody. I saw something silver and shiny fly out from his pocket before he fell to the ground in a heap. I was going to see what it was, but was frozen with shock. My father was a murderer. I knew that he was a follower, but I never really pictured him killing anyone. Suddenly I heard a groan from the other side of the room. I tore my eyes from Moody and looked at my father. I realized what the silver thing was.
My father was lying in a pool of steadily growing blood. Moody had thrown a knife at my father, and it was slowly killing him. I quickly searched my pockets to find my wand and help him. Then I realized I wasn't there. It was a dream. I sat down next to him. He let out another groan of pain. His left sleeve was torn. There I could see the dark mark starting to disappear. I knew my father wouldn't like it, but I was relieved to see that he was living his last few moments as a free man. I looked back at his face. It was blank. He was gone.
HERMIONE'S POV
I was sleeping peacefully in my bed after my detention that night when I heard a yell from Malfoy's room. I got up and listened again. There was another fainter yell. I put on my bathrobe and walked to his door. I could hear a lot of movement going on. I quietly opened the door. I couldn't believe he'd forgotten to lock it. I looked around in the darkness.
He was standing on his bed in a frozen position. It looked quite scary really. I watched him. He was muttering very quickly under his breath. I moved closer to hear what he was saying.
"I can't believe it. What's happening? Why is father duelling with Moody? This must be a battle against them. "Malfoy seemed to be saying his thoughts. I listened intently. He kept going with his story. When he told me that his father had killed Moody I took a sharp intake of breath. I kept listening. He was muttering even faster now. Suddenly without warning he leapt of the bed into a sitting position. I sat in front of him because it was very hard to hear him. What I heard next astonished me. I could see tears streaming down Malfoys face while he was sleeping. I would have laughed in any other situation but this was sad. He had gone through my torment, while he had to deal with the death of his father.
Suddenly his eyes snapped open. He had fear etched in every part of his face. Then he saw me and the fear turned to anger.
"What are you doing here mudblood! You have no permission to come in my room!" he roared at me.
"Well, I heard you yel."
"GET OUT NOW! I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE YOUR STUPID FACE AGAIN!"
I ran out of there and into my own room. I sat there shaking. He sure was angry; otherwise he wouldn't have been able to call me mudblood. I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep the rest of the night so I picked up a book and began reading the same line over and over again, because my mind was elsewhere.
The next morning I went into the common room to see Malfoy sitting in a chair.
"You are not to tell another living soul what happened in my room last night. I've spoken to Dumbledore and you will be expelled if you do. Now give me your books. I want to get away from you as soon as I can." He stretched out his arms.
"Firstly, I would never even think of telling anyone what happened. I am not like you. Secondly, I'd like to carry my own books today and I'm sure Ron and Harry would as well." With that I walked out smiling at the stunned look on Malfoy's face.
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LittleLostKitten: Sorry, I'll use OMG in this story coz I don't know what else to say. Just ignore it, coz I'm not Catholic or anything
Escritora: Yeah, I knew that I had made a mistake somewhere but I wasn't sure where. I had to say that because I needed some ideas! Just forget the rest of the mistakes in the story. I am the most forgetful person that you'll meet!
~*~*~*~ Chapter 5: The death of Mr Malfoy ~*~*~*~
HERMIONE'S POV
"That was really clever of you Mione! I can't believe you made Malfoy do that!" Ron was still laughing.
"Well, that's the first dose of revenge. No one ruins my work and gets away with it. No one." I smiled at them and continued eating.
At last we finished. I said my goodnights and headed off to the common room. As soon as I stepped through the portrait two pairs of hand grabbed my arms and held them behind my back. I was thrown into a chair and bound there. Malfoy was sneering at me, and was soon joined by Crabbe and Goyle.
"Well Granger. You never told me not to do that to you." I opened my mouth to make him stop.
"Uh no Granger. Silencio! My voice was gone. I couldn't talk. "Now Granger. That was a very nasty trick you pulled back there. It will take me a VERY long time to get my hair back to its perfect condition. You of all people should know that my hair is my most prized asset. Now. What shall I do with you? I know! Pansy darling. Could you come here for a moment?
Pansy stepped out of the shadows brandishing an evil grin and a large pair of scissors. OMG! They're going to cut me up. That was my first thought and I started to hyperventilate.
"Calm down muuuuuuGranger." He still couldn't say mudblood. "We're not going to cut you up or anything. I'm just going to take away what you took from me." With a shock of horror I realized they were going to cut my hair. My hair had been growing for a long time now and I wasn't ready to give it up yet. Pansy stepped behind me and I could feel my hair falling to the floor. After a minute Malfoy held a mirror up to my face. My hair was just past my shoulders and cut very horribly. He took the silence and binding charm off me. I looked at the hair that littered floor around me and ran to my room. I didn't stop crying the whole night.
DRACO'S POV
I could tell that she was very upset. I kind of felt sorry for her when Pansy had finished with her hair. I knew that her hair had been ruined for far longer than mine. That didn't mean that I felt she got what she deserved. She shouldn't have humiliated me. 'Yeah, but you shouldn't have ruined her homework.' Well she shouldn't be bossing me around! ' You are the one who agreed to the bet.' My two consciences were fighting each other. (A/N: Hang on. Malfoy has a conscience?!)
The next morning, Granger wasn't anywhere to be seen. I was thinking about apologising to her all day, but I knew that I would never do it. My pride was too important to me. I went back up to the common room after dinner. There was a very different Granger sitting in the chair. Her hair was nicely cut and it layers all around. It came up to her shoulders and was straight. It looked better than that fuzball she used to have.
"Malfoy. Ferret. Dickhead. I guess your little hairdressing session came out to my advantage. I've got a fair amount of head turning going on at the moment." I looked at her as she turned around to face me. I expected her to be furious, but she was smiling.
"I have three more day as being your master, and I'm going to squeeze everything I can out of you. Now kindly go up to your room and put on as many winter clothes as you can." It was as if invisible hands were guiding my feet. I just went to my room and put on about five layers of woollen clothes.
"Beauty Malfoy. Now do 100 push-ups for me. Now." I started to take of my jacket.
"I didn't tell you to remove any piece of clothing. Now get to work and don't say a thing." I began. At the end I was so hot and tired. As soon as I finished I got up and took my jacket off. I knew I wouldn't be sleep for a while. I can't sleep when I was hot. I needed to cool down and fast. A cold shower should do the trick.
"Oh and Malfoy. You can get as much water as you like to drink. You cannot take a shower until the morning and you cannot perform and cleaning or cooling spell on yourself. Oh and you cannot go outside." I growled and headed to my room.
I got to sleep at about four in the morning. When I woke at seven, my whole room smelled so bad. I got up and went straight to the shower. Granger was already in the common room when I got there.
"Malfoy. You are to carry mine, Harry's and Ron's books for the whole day."
"But I have to get to my own classes you know" I hissed at her.
"Yes I am aware of that, and it is not my fault if you get detentions for being late, just like it wasn't my fault I got a detention from Snape tonight." She had got a detention! From me! Wow. I picked up her books and carried them out.
"Malfoy. Nothing is to happen to those books. Treat them as if they were your most prized possession. Because they will be for the next three days." I growled and walked to the breakfast hall. There I put the books down on the Gryffindor table and walked over to my own.
"Why were you carrying that mudbloods books Draco?" Pansy was sitting next to me and eyeing Granger evilly. "Do we need to teach her another little lesson?"
"I'm still under that spell and have to carry her, weasel and Potters books all day. And I can't punish her until the charms worn off." I ate my breakfast and trudged over to the Gryffindor table. There I was given three sets of books.
"We have Transfiguration now, so take them there" Potter said to me with a smirk. I smirked back and stood my ground. Granger huffed.
"Listen to Harry." Obediently I began the long and tiring walk to the Transfiguration room. I knew I was going to be late for Charms as it was in the opposite direction, but Professor Flitwick never gave anyone a detention.
The rest of the day went pretty much like that. The only class I was late to apart from Charms was DADA. The new teacher this year was called Professor Hundum. Apparently he was a really good friend of Dumbledores, and gave up his job at the ministry as an auror to teach here. I had to say that he was the best teacher this job had had. Best teacher or not, I still got a detention for Friday night. Just my luck. That was the last night I had to spend with Granger, and I had managed to get out of it. I was still bound until twelve midday on Saturday, but what harm could she do in a couple of hours. I headed back of to Arithmacy to pick up Grangers books.
That night was a very restless sleep. I dreamed about my father. There was a dark room. My father was standing at one end and Moody was at the other.
"Now come on Lucius. Just throw your wand down and you will not get that harsh a punishment. Quite a few of the death eaters have turned away from the dark lord. It is time for you to do that and restart a new life without him."
"NEVER! The dark lord is my saviour, my life. I will NEVER turn away from him. I think it is time for you to start a fresh. AVADA KEDAVRA!" a large flash of green light shot out and travelled to Moody. I saw something silver and shiny fly out from his pocket before he fell to the ground in a heap. I was going to see what it was, but was frozen with shock. My father was a murderer. I knew that he was a follower, but I never really pictured him killing anyone. Suddenly I heard a groan from the other side of the room. I tore my eyes from Moody and looked at my father. I realized what the silver thing was.
My father was lying in a pool of steadily growing blood. Moody had thrown a knife at my father, and it was slowly killing him. I quickly searched my pockets to find my wand and help him. Then I realized I wasn't there. It was a dream. I sat down next to him. He let out another groan of pain. His left sleeve was torn. There I could see the dark mark starting to disappear. I knew my father wouldn't like it, but I was relieved to see that he was living his last few moments as a free man. I looked back at his face. It was blank. He was gone.
HERMIONE'S POV
I was sleeping peacefully in my bed after my detention that night when I heard a yell from Malfoy's room. I got up and listened again. There was another fainter yell. I put on my bathrobe and walked to his door. I could hear a lot of movement going on. I quietly opened the door. I couldn't believe he'd forgotten to lock it. I looked around in the darkness.
He was standing on his bed in a frozen position. It looked quite scary really. I watched him. He was muttering very quickly under his breath. I moved closer to hear what he was saying.
"I can't believe it. What's happening? Why is father duelling with Moody? This must be a battle against them. "Malfoy seemed to be saying his thoughts. I listened intently. He kept going with his story. When he told me that his father had killed Moody I took a sharp intake of breath. I kept listening. He was muttering even faster now. Suddenly without warning he leapt of the bed into a sitting position. I sat in front of him because it was very hard to hear him. What I heard next astonished me. I could see tears streaming down Malfoys face while he was sleeping. I would have laughed in any other situation but this was sad. He had gone through my torment, while he had to deal with the death of his father.
Suddenly his eyes snapped open. He had fear etched in every part of his face. Then he saw me and the fear turned to anger.
"What are you doing here mudblood! You have no permission to come in my room!" he roared at me.
"Well, I heard you yel."
"GET OUT NOW! I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE YOUR STUPID FACE AGAIN!"
I ran out of there and into my own room. I sat there shaking. He sure was angry; otherwise he wouldn't have been able to call me mudblood. I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep the rest of the night so I picked up a book and began reading the same line over and over again, because my mind was elsewhere.
The next morning I went into the common room to see Malfoy sitting in a chair.
"You are not to tell another living soul what happened in my room last night. I've spoken to Dumbledore and you will be expelled if you do. Now give me your books. I want to get away from you as soon as I can." He stretched out his arms.
"Firstly, I would never even think of telling anyone what happened. I am not like you. Secondly, I'd like to carry my own books today and I'm sure Ron and Harry would as well." With that I walked out smiling at the stunned look on Malfoy's face.
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