Never Say Never
Chapter 9 - Truth and Understanding
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing and I have no money so PLEASE, don't sue me!
Draco's POV
I woke with a start, my pulse racing and cold sweat pouring down my pale face and my hand clenched into a fist subconsciously as my mind replayed the dream. Lord Voldemort. Wanting my soul. A Mudblood. The separate phrases floated about in my brain for a few moments before finally making sense.
The Dark Lord wanted my soul to get to a Mudblood . . .Hermione! Oh shit, how on earth does He know about the bond between her and me? I mean why He would want Hermione out of all Mudbloods in the Wizarding world is beyond me but all the same I was worried, extremely worried.
Suddenly I felt something sharp digging into the palm of my hand and as I opened my fingers I saw something that seemed even more dazzling than it seemed the night before, the silver chain with the angel pendant.
It lay still in my sweaty palm and as I watched, several beams of light reflected off the clear crystal set in the centre making it glint with a blinding flash. I smiled inwardly marveling at the beauty, which seemed almost . . .hypnotic.
Tearing my eyes away I looked at the clock sitting on my teak bedside table and I reluctantly got up from my warm toasty bed. Stretching wearily I stumbled to my trunk and flung it open haphazardly randomly taking out a set of jet black Hogwarts robes as well as a pair of black jeans [of course I knew they were a Muggle invention, but after attending Muggle Studies for a few years, I discovered that they were actually quite useful.] and a gray knitted sweater which I pulled on after the jeans.
I swung the robes over my shoulder before realizing that I was still holding the chain. I distractedly left it on my bedside table next to the clock and walked to the bathroom, noting that the others had not woken up yet; Crabbe and Goyle were both trying to outdo each other with their snoring whilst Blaise [A/N I heard that Blaise was a guys name, but in other fics I've read Blaise was a girl so stuff it, I'm making Blaise a boy =)] was muttering in his sleep, which was mostly incoherent though I caught a 'Pansy I love you' here and there.
'Fuck. Where on earth could it be?! Oh god, I can't believe I lost it!' The thought made its way into my mind making me stop in my tracks in confusion. I wondered what the hell it was doing there; it was completely different from my line of thought. Then I realized that it was Hermione's thought. I smacked my forehead muttering, 'dumbass' but I also realized at the same time that I hadn't exchanged thoughts with Hermione for awhile. . . and that could only mean one thing. . .
Hermione's POV [In the Gryffindor Common Room.]
'Oh my god, I wonder how Harry's going to react.' I thought to myself worriedly as my best friend stood towering over me looking expectant, waiting for my answer to his question.
"Hermione? Are you alright?" he asked softly, "Did you hear my question?"
"Um. . .err. . . I . . .well. . . " I mumbled in response not daring to meet his eyes.
"What are you looking for? Do you need any help?" he repeated with a tone of voice that suggested that he was talking to a child.
"Harry I lost the necklace." I blurted out suddenly chancing a quick glance in his direction.
"The. . .silver angel necklace?" he asked quietly, squatting down to be level with me on the floor.
"Yes. . .listen I'm really sorry Harry! I didn't know how I lost it, or when I did or where it is now or anything. . .oh I'm sorry." I said apologetically, sniffing my nose for an extra effect. Harry then smiled comfortingly and put an arm around my shoulders drawing my closer to him, so close that I could hear his heart beating in his broad chest.
"Don't worry Mione, we'll find it and if we don't, I'll buy you another one." He said warmly peering down at me with a wide grin.
"Thanks Harry, I mean you know it's not the same or anything but -" Harry just nodded and put a finger to my lips to silence me.
"Come on, we better get down to the Great Hall for breakfast. I'll bet Parvati is waiting for me and. . .well Ron must be waiting for you." He said pulling me up with him as he stood up, but seeing a confused look on my face he quickly added, "And he's also waiting for me too."
"Alright then Harry, but. . .is there something that you two aren't telling me?" I asked tentatively not wishing to probe too much. I climbed through the Portrait Hole and continued to look at Harry intently.
"What? No, of course not Mione, you're our best friend why would we be keeping any secrets from you?" he replied hastily, flashing me a half- hearted smile.
"Well, for starters that day when I came back from the Hospital Wing you were going to say something but then Ron must've shot you a Look or something because you suddenly changed the topic to Lavender liking him. What was all that about?!" I asked, as we walked down the deserted corridor, we were quickly nearing breakfast.
"Oh, that! Nothing! It was exactly what we said. That Lavender liking Ron was getting on his nerves, and you know Ron, he wouldn't go straight up to poor Lavi and tell her that he's not interested because firstly he's got the guts of a chicken and the face of a tomato when you force him to do it anyway." He answered with a relish flashing me another one of those genuine smiles.
"Fine. I give up, you're not going to tell me anything. Is it because I'm a girl?!" I teased gently, bringing up the subject that never failed to make Harry and Ron feel uncomfortable.
"'Course not Mione! We love you for that, you know that!" he replied chuckling, giving me an affectionate pat on the head, "Anyway, we've missed half of the meal. Thanks a lot genius!"
"Oh, that's right go talk to Parvati! Don't worry about me!" I replied huffily as he broke away from my side to saunter what he hoped was casually towards his girlfriend, though you could see that he was itching to run up to her and give her a huge hug and have a full fledged make out session.
I giggled to myself at the thought and I continued to walk in a straight line towards the other side of the Gryffindor table where Ron and Lavender were sitting apparently engrossed in conversation.
As I neared them I caught snippets of what they were talking about; 'Yes, and my mum decided to call me Lavender because she thought I looked a lot like my great grandma who lives in Wales. Her name was Lavender as well! Isn't that odd? Anyway, Parvati always thought that my mum called me Lavender because the shade of purple called 'lavender' looks fabulous on me. But that's a different story. So, how about you, why did your parents call you Ron? I'll bet it's because you were the most adorable son they had. I mean Bill, Charlie and Percy are such dreary old names, but the name Ron has so much character to it. . .'
I raised an eyebrow at this and the moment that Ron saw me standing to the side listening in on their conversation [or rather Lavender's rambling] his eyes immediately lit up and they grew wide, his eyebrows were also raised but there was something in his expression that suggested that he had had enough of Lavender and that he hadn't really been listening to her all along.
"Hermione! Good morning!" he said with a false cheery voice, looking past Lavender straight back at me. She turned and when she saw me and positively squealed.
"Hermione! Here, I saved you a seat. Come over and we'll have a bit of a chat!" she beamed and patted the empty chair next to her. I strolled over and plopped myself down beside her and turned to her, with an expectant expression on my face.
"Oh my god, I just have to tell you ALL about the conversation I just had with Ron, I don't know what you were saying when you said that he wasn't very interesting. He's amazing! And what was that load of rubbish about how he didn't easily like people? If I didn't know better, I would say that he liked me!" Lavender whispered excitedly to me, her eyes bright with joy. She continued to go on in a low voice about what Ron had said or done before I had gotten here, but I wasn't concentrating anymore, I was more concentrated on something that had just occurred to me.
Something that had to do with Malfoy.
Draco's POV
I walked briskly to the Slytherin table and when I looked around I was surprised to find that Hermione hadn't arrived at the Great Hall yet. Sweeping my eyes further along the wretched table I found that Potter wasn't there either. My mind was actually playing rather disgusting scenarios, which included Hermione snogging Scarface in the Transfiguration classroom but I quickly pushed the thought out of my head before I needed to vomit.
Sitting down in my usual spot between Crabbe and Goyle I found my eyes locked into a gaze with another pair of pale blue eyes. Pansy. Great, just what I needed right now to distract me, a foul brat of a girl who couldn't keep her grubby claws off me. True, she was from a wealthy pureblood family, which had associations with my own family but honestly I couldn't stand her, even if I did have to take her to the Yule Ball because Father expected me to.
"Draco! I've been waiting for you! I've got a little something for you." She purred and flickered her eyes at me 'seductively' [or so she thought] before she handed me a small green box tied with a silver ribbon. Typical, Slytherin colours.
"Open it!" she urged, smiling her simpering smile. My curiousity took hold of me and I slid the ribbon off and took off the lid of the cardboard box. Inside was a white gold ring that had elaborate carvings etched all over it and glancing at Pansy once again I realized that she had a matching ring on her chubby middle finger on her left hand.
"Well, thank you Pansy. It was very thoughtful of you to think of me when you bought your ring. But I actually find it un-manly to wear jewelry so I'm afraid that I can't accept it." I said in a cool voice.
"But, Draco . . . can't you please wear for me? Just this one ring, come on. Do it for me!" she coaxed trying to slip the ring onto my corresponding finger. I snatched my hand out of her grasp and gave her an icy look.
"What I do with my hand is my business Pansy. If you consider yourself more important than myself, than I strongly suggest that you take a good look in the mirror at yourself." I said with a hint of contempt as I stood up to leave the Hall. I didn't intend to stay any longer in the company of that pig.
Crabbe and Goyle both stood up as I began to stroll back out of the Hall but I threw them one look which told them to go away. I needed some time alone to think.
[Lunchtime]
Hermione stepped out of the Transfiguration classroom after staying behind to ask Professor McGonagall about how to Transfigure animate objects into reptiles and she found Harry and Ron standing outside waiting patiently for her.
"Thanks for waiting guys." She said a little breathlessly, "But I'm going to the Library this lunchtime. I've got something that I have to research."
The boys both groaned simultaneously at this statement and they waved goodbye to Hermione who was already heading towards her beloved sanctuary whilst muttering about 'wasting their precious time on girls.'
Hermione was smiling to herself as she practiced the spell over and over in her mind, she knew that she could do it but she wasn't sure how well. Shrugging her shoulders she continued to walk through the hallway leading to the Library, she could already see the wooden doors marking the entrance faintly on the other side.
"I thought I'd be finding you here." A dark shadow came over me as somebody stood over me, I got the feeling of de ja vu since Harry had towered over me just this morning, asking me what I was looking for.
I looked up and into the eyes of Malfoy. That was more or less expected by now anyway, I had grown accustomed to seeing him at unexpected times.
"Yes Malfoy? What do you want today?" I asked suavely, trying to push the memories of last night away.
"We need to talk."
Hey guys! Oh my god I'm really so sorry about the LONG delay between these 2 chapters but I was so busy these 2 weeks that I couldn't fit it in. And anyway, I had writer's block, so forgive me. So, now we have a cliffy, please review and hopefully a new chapter will be up soon! =) Stay tuned, Love, psychohart
Chapter 9 - Truth and Understanding
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing and I have no money so PLEASE, don't sue me!
Draco's POV
I woke with a start, my pulse racing and cold sweat pouring down my pale face and my hand clenched into a fist subconsciously as my mind replayed the dream. Lord Voldemort. Wanting my soul. A Mudblood. The separate phrases floated about in my brain for a few moments before finally making sense.
The Dark Lord wanted my soul to get to a Mudblood . . .Hermione! Oh shit, how on earth does He know about the bond between her and me? I mean why He would want Hermione out of all Mudbloods in the Wizarding world is beyond me but all the same I was worried, extremely worried.
Suddenly I felt something sharp digging into the palm of my hand and as I opened my fingers I saw something that seemed even more dazzling than it seemed the night before, the silver chain with the angel pendant.
It lay still in my sweaty palm and as I watched, several beams of light reflected off the clear crystal set in the centre making it glint with a blinding flash. I smiled inwardly marveling at the beauty, which seemed almost . . .hypnotic.
Tearing my eyes away I looked at the clock sitting on my teak bedside table and I reluctantly got up from my warm toasty bed. Stretching wearily I stumbled to my trunk and flung it open haphazardly randomly taking out a set of jet black Hogwarts robes as well as a pair of black jeans [of course I knew they were a Muggle invention, but after attending Muggle Studies for a few years, I discovered that they were actually quite useful.] and a gray knitted sweater which I pulled on after the jeans.
I swung the robes over my shoulder before realizing that I was still holding the chain. I distractedly left it on my bedside table next to the clock and walked to the bathroom, noting that the others had not woken up yet; Crabbe and Goyle were both trying to outdo each other with their snoring whilst Blaise [A/N I heard that Blaise was a guys name, but in other fics I've read Blaise was a girl so stuff it, I'm making Blaise a boy =)] was muttering in his sleep, which was mostly incoherent though I caught a 'Pansy I love you' here and there.
'Fuck. Where on earth could it be?! Oh god, I can't believe I lost it!' The thought made its way into my mind making me stop in my tracks in confusion. I wondered what the hell it was doing there; it was completely different from my line of thought. Then I realized that it was Hermione's thought. I smacked my forehead muttering, 'dumbass' but I also realized at the same time that I hadn't exchanged thoughts with Hermione for awhile. . . and that could only mean one thing. . .
Hermione's POV [In the Gryffindor Common Room.]
'Oh my god, I wonder how Harry's going to react.' I thought to myself worriedly as my best friend stood towering over me looking expectant, waiting for my answer to his question.
"Hermione? Are you alright?" he asked softly, "Did you hear my question?"
"Um. . .err. . . I . . .well. . . " I mumbled in response not daring to meet his eyes.
"What are you looking for? Do you need any help?" he repeated with a tone of voice that suggested that he was talking to a child.
"Harry I lost the necklace." I blurted out suddenly chancing a quick glance in his direction.
"The. . .silver angel necklace?" he asked quietly, squatting down to be level with me on the floor.
"Yes. . .listen I'm really sorry Harry! I didn't know how I lost it, or when I did or where it is now or anything. . .oh I'm sorry." I said apologetically, sniffing my nose for an extra effect. Harry then smiled comfortingly and put an arm around my shoulders drawing my closer to him, so close that I could hear his heart beating in his broad chest.
"Don't worry Mione, we'll find it and if we don't, I'll buy you another one." He said warmly peering down at me with a wide grin.
"Thanks Harry, I mean you know it's not the same or anything but -" Harry just nodded and put a finger to my lips to silence me.
"Come on, we better get down to the Great Hall for breakfast. I'll bet Parvati is waiting for me and. . .well Ron must be waiting for you." He said pulling me up with him as he stood up, but seeing a confused look on my face he quickly added, "And he's also waiting for me too."
"Alright then Harry, but. . .is there something that you two aren't telling me?" I asked tentatively not wishing to probe too much. I climbed through the Portrait Hole and continued to look at Harry intently.
"What? No, of course not Mione, you're our best friend why would we be keeping any secrets from you?" he replied hastily, flashing me a half- hearted smile.
"Well, for starters that day when I came back from the Hospital Wing you were going to say something but then Ron must've shot you a Look or something because you suddenly changed the topic to Lavender liking him. What was all that about?!" I asked, as we walked down the deserted corridor, we were quickly nearing breakfast.
"Oh, that! Nothing! It was exactly what we said. That Lavender liking Ron was getting on his nerves, and you know Ron, he wouldn't go straight up to poor Lavi and tell her that he's not interested because firstly he's got the guts of a chicken and the face of a tomato when you force him to do it anyway." He answered with a relish flashing me another one of those genuine smiles.
"Fine. I give up, you're not going to tell me anything. Is it because I'm a girl?!" I teased gently, bringing up the subject that never failed to make Harry and Ron feel uncomfortable.
"'Course not Mione! We love you for that, you know that!" he replied chuckling, giving me an affectionate pat on the head, "Anyway, we've missed half of the meal. Thanks a lot genius!"
"Oh, that's right go talk to Parvati! Don't worry about me!" I replied huffily as he broke away from my side to saunter what he hoped was casually towards his girlfriend, though you could see that he was itching to run up to her and give her a huge hug and have a full fledged make out session.
I giggled to myself at the thought and I continued to walk in a straight line towards the other side of the Gryffindor table where Ron and Lavender were sitting apparently engrossed in conversation.
As I neared them I caught snippets of what they were talking about; 'Yes, and my mum decided to call me Lavender because she thought I looked a lot like my great grandma who lives in Wales. Her name was Lavender as well! Isn't that odd? Anyway, Parvati always thought that my mum called me Lavender because the shade of purple called 'lavender' looks fabulous on me. But that's a different story. So, how about you, why did your parents call you Ron? I'll bet it's because you were the most adorable son they had. I mean Bill, Charlie and Percy are such dreary old names, but the name Ron has so much character to it. . .'
I raised an eyebrow at this and the moment that Ron saw me standing to the side listening in on their conversation [or rather Lavender's rambling] his eyes immediately lit up and they grew wide, his eyebrows were also raised but there was something in his expression that suggested that he had had enough of Lavender and that he hadn't really been listening to her all along.
"Hermione! Good morning!" he said with a false cheery voice, looking past Lavender straight back at me. She turned and when she saw me and positively squealed.
"Hermione! Here, I saved you a seat. Come over and we'll have a bit of a chat!" she beamed and patted the empty chair next to her. I strolled over and plopped myself down beside her and turned to her, with an expectant expression on my face.
"Oh my god, I just have to tell you ALL about the conversation I just had with Ron, I don't know what you were saying when you said that he wasn't very interesting. He's amazing! And what was that load of rubbish about how he didn't easily like people? If I didn't know better, I would say that he liked me!" Lavender whispered excitedly to me, her eyes bright with joy. She continued to go on in a low voice about what Ron had said or done before I had gotten here, but I wasn't concentrating anymore, I was more concentrated on something that had just occurred to me.
Something that had to do with Malfoy.
Draco's POV
I walked briskly to the Slytherin table and when I looked around I was surprised to find that Hermione hadn't arrived at the Great Hall yet. Sweeping my eyes further along the wretched table I found that Potter wasn't there either. My mind was actually playing rather disgusting scenarios, which included Hermione snogging Scarface in the Transfiguration classroom but I quickly pushed the thought out of my head before I needed to vomit.
Sitting down in my usual spot between Crabbe and Goyle I found my eyes locked into a gaze with another pair of pale blue eyes. Pansy. Great, just what I needed right now to distract me, a foul brat of a girl who couldn't keep her grubby claws off me. True, she was from a wealthy pureblood family, which had associations with my own family but honestly I couldn't stand her, even if I did have to take her to the Yule Ball because Father expected me to.
"Draco! I've been waiting for you! I've got a little something for you." She purred and flickered her eyes at me 'seductively' [or so she thought] before she handed me a small green box tied with a silver ribbon. Typical, Slytherin colours.
"Open it!" she urged, smiling her simpering smile. My curiousity took hold of me and I slid the ribbon off and took off the lid of the cardboard box. Inside was a white gold ring that had elaborate carvings etched all over it and glancing at Pansy once again I realized that she had a matching ring on her chubby middle finger on her left hand.
"Well, thank you Pansy. It was very thoughtful of you to think of me when you bought your ring. But I actually find it un-manly to wear jewelry so I'm afraid that I can't accept it." I said in a cool voice.
"But, Draco . . . can't you please wear for me? Just this one ring, come on. Do it for me!" she coaxed trying to slip the ring onto my corresponding finger. I snatched my hand out of her grasp and gave her an icy look.
"What I do with my hand is my business Pansy. If you consider yourself more important than myself, than I strongly suggest that you take a good look in the mirror at yourself." I said with a hint of contempt as I stood up to leave the Hall. I didn't intend to stay any longer in the company of that pig.
Crabbe and Goyle both stood up as I began to stroll back out of the Hall but I threw them one look which told them to go away. I needed some time alone to think.
[Lunchtime]
Hermione stepped out of the Transfiguration classroom after staying behind to ask Professor McGonagall about how to Transfigure animate objects into reptiles and she found Harry and Ron standing outside waiting patiently for her.
"Thanks for waiting guys." She said a little breathlessly, "But I'm going to the Library this lunchtime. I've got something that I have to research."
The boys both groaned simultaneously at this statement and they waved goodbye to Hermione who was already heading towards her beloved sanctuary whilst muttering about 'wasting their precious time on girls.'
Hermione was smiling to herself as she practiced the spell over and over in her mind, she knew that she could do it but she wasn't sure how well. Shrugging her shoulders she continued to walk through the hallway leading to the Library, she could already see the wooden doors marking the entrance faintly on the other side.
"I thought I'd be finding you here." A dark shadow came over me as somebody stood over me, I got the feeling of de ja vu since Harry had towered over me just this morning, asking me what I was looking for.
I looked up and into the eyes of Malfoy. That was more or less expected by now anyway, I had grown accustomed to seeing him at unexpected times.
"Yes Malfoy? What do you want today?" I asked suavely, trying to push the memories of last night away.
"We need to talk."
Hey guys! Oh my god I'm really so sorry about the LONG delay between these 2 chapters but I was so busy these 2 weeks that I couldn't fit it in. And anyway, I had writer's block, so forgive me. So, now we have a cliffy, please review and hopefully a new chapter will be up soon! =) Stay tuned, Love, psychohart