A/N: Last update before I go away to school... How strange and exciting.
I've been soooo busy it's nuts! Between packing and saying goodbye to all
my friend. Woof! What a week. Anyway thank you's to everyone who has
reviewed recently and is sticking with me.
Disclaimer: Yeah yeah yeah, not mine, yadda yadda yadda....
Chapter 11- Gaining an Enemy
"Severus..." drawled the voice of Lucius Malfoy as he entered the dungeon classroom. "How are you doing?"
Snape, who had been reading over some complete rubble that his students had turned in, whipped his head up in shock. "Lucius, how.... unexpected."
"Isn't it though?" he said smiling smugly, "I have been sent here by the Dark Lord, to give you a task."
'Why else would you been here Lucius? To visit your son? Surely not,' thought Snape bitterly. "What task is this?" he asked.
"To brew two batches of Vertariserum."
"May I ask for whom?"
"One for our young Miss Riddle, and the other for some one who is, let us just say, under suspicion?" Lucius said snidely.
Snape visibly looked impassive, but on the inside was in turmoil. If this person who was under susicion was he, what would he do when he took the vertariserum? But if it wasn't... And what about Granger, 'Riddle,' he scolded himself mentally. What if she took the vertariserum and told Voldemort to got jump off a cliff?
"Alright Lucius. When does he need it by?"
"By the Christmas holidays. Oh and Severus, he is holding a grand ball in Hermione's honor and has asked you to attend."
"I will be there," Snape said quickly, "Will that be all Lucius?"
"No, it will not. Tell me where can I find my son?"
***
Draco and Hermione sat in their common room. Hermione was mulling over her transfiguration essay, while Draco just sat on the couch enjoying himself.
"I don't know why you bother so much with your homework Mia," he said, "You'd be a A+ student even if you didn't do it."
"Not true Draco," she retorted, "I like to work hard. Hard work pay off you know."
Draco made a face, "Yeah and all work and no play makes Draco an unhappy boy."
"Don't you mean 'makes Mia a dull girl,'?" she asked confused.
"Do you always think of yourself?" he asked smirking, "No I said what I meant. You always work, so we don't ever get to play," he said pouting, "Makes me sad," he said showing her big puppy dog eyes.
Hermione frowned for a second, and before Draco knew what had hit him, he was knocked over by a pillow that she had stealthily stolen for the couch. When he got back up to protest, he was met with a playful smile and her big mischievous green eyes. Without even thinking about what he was doing, he tackled her and began tickling her senseless. Hermione screamed from shocked and began laughter uncontrollably.
"Think you can hit a Malfoy and get away with it, didja? Well I simply won't have it," he announced to the squiggling pile of Hermione that lay underneath him.
"Draco!" she said between fits of laughter and gasping for air, "Stop please! Stop!"
"Mr. Malfoy!" boomed the voice of Snape, "What are you doing?!" he demanded standing the the doorway in front of Lucius.
The two teenagers looked up horrified having been caught in their current position, although they both knew that nothing was going on, and were thankful for it, it was still rather embarrassing to have your teacher and your father/future father-in-law to walk in on you like that.
"Father!" Draco said, jumping up off of Hermione, "What are you doing here?"
Lucius moved from behind Severus and into the room, "Draco have you forgotten your manners? Won't you help your fiancee up off the floor?"
Draco hadn't noticed that Hermione was still on the floor and extended his hand to her and when she took it he pulled her up and she busied herself by fixing her hair and robes. When she was quite satisfied, she smiled politely at both Snape and Lucius, "Hello," she said softly.
"Good day Miss Riddle," Snape said curtly, "I'll just leave the three of you now," he said as he walked out and closed the door behind him. "So," Draco said drawing the attention back to the three of them, "Father, to what do we owe the pleasure?"
"Well, I was here on a bit of business and I thought that I would stop by and check on the two of you. To make sure you were getting along still. Of course when Severus and I were walking here and we heard Hermione scream, I feared the worst," he said smiling at Hermione, "But then we arrived and were pleasantly surprised."
"Pleasantly?" Hermione asked.
"Indeed," Lucius said returning his attention to her, "We thought you were being hurt. Regardless, obviously you received my owl. My Lady," he said addressing Hermione, "It is your mother's request that you meet her in Hogsmeade on your first weekend there. I believe she said something about dress shopping or what have you," he said waving his hand dismissively, "Draco, I believe your mother will be with her as well, as they seem to have attached themseleves at the hip again," he said obviously aggrivated by this, "I'm sure she would get much pleasure from seeing you."
Draco nodded his head, not like he was going to like his Mia go anywhere without him anyway.
"And so with that being said, I believe I shall return to the Manor now and leave you two to whatever you were up to before we interrupted," he said smirking. "My lady," he said taking Hermione's hand and kissing it, before turning to Draco, "Son," he said curtly and turned heel and exited.
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Draco. However before she could manage to get any words out, she noticed the manic grin on Draco's face, and before she could even comprehend what was going on, was back on the floor being tickled mercilessly.
'Apparently,' she thought, 'He took his father's words to heart.'
***
Ron and Harry sat in front of the fire in the Gryffindor common room doing their Divinations homework. Usually this was a most interesting time for them, where they would regularly have contests to see who could think up the most interesting and creative ways of dying. Or they would roar with laughter when thinking up what kind of asinine disaster could possible, or rather more appropriately couldn't ever possibly happen to them. However this homework session was spent in a sullen silence.
"Harry," Ron said looking up from his parchment, "Do you suppose we could try and win her back? I mean she fought with us for 6 years, she couldn't possibly just turn her back on all of her hard work. It's not like her."
Harry looked up at Ron in surprise, as it was the first time he really had formed a sentence, let alone multiple sentences since the revelation that she was Voldemort's daughter. "I don't know Ron," he said finally, "I don't know that it would be worth it. I mean have you seen her recently? She's never looked happier. She walks down the hallways with Malfoy as if she'd been doing it the past 7 years. She looks completely happy and natural now. What makes you think she'd come back. She got everything that ever girl wants. She has popularity, she's got the looks now, she's got a strong popular guy to, well strong and popular with. Why would she want to go back to being the third wheel, our brains, the one we didn't really appreciate until she was gone?"
Ron studied Harry's face. He only then noticed this whole ridiculous fiasco was taking it's toll on Harry as well. Ron for the past few weeks had been mulling over the fact that he had lost the girl he loved to Malfoy. But what he hadn't realized was that Harry had gained an enemy. An enemy that had once been on their inside. One that knew all of Harry's strengths as well as she knew his weaknesses. An enemy that knew about the Order, and knew where they were. And suddenly, Ron was frightened, more so then he had ever been.
"Harry, you don't think she knew all along who she was?and she was just a spy? Like Snape?"
"I don't think so Ron. You said it yourself, she fought with us for the past 6 years."
"But Harry, do you think she'd... well you know.. Tell You-Know-Who everything she knows?"
Harry had to admit that Ron was two steps ahead of his thought process. He hadn't worried about it until Ron brought it up.
"I dunno Ron. I just don't know."
A/N: WHEW! So there you have it guys, Chapter 11. I went through I think like 4 titles for this one before I settled on 'Gaining an Enemy'. I hope you guys like it...
Next Time, on 'Heir Of Slytherin' : Hogsmeade weekend with the mums, and a run in with Harry and Ron at the Three Broomsticks. Should be an interesting one.
Disclaimer: Yeah yeah yeah, not mine, yadda yadda yadda....
Chapter 11- Gaining an Enemy
"Severus..." drawled the voice of Lucius Malfoy as he entered the dungeon classroom. "How are you doing?"
Snape, who had been reading over some complete rubble that his students had turned in, whipped his head up in shock. "Lucius, how.... unexpected."
"Isn't it though?" he said smiling smugly, "I have been sent here by the Dark Lord, to give you a task."
'Why else would you been here Lucius? To visit your son? Surely not,' thought Snape bitterly. "What task is this?" he asked.
"To brew two batches of Vertariserum."
"May I ask for whom?"
"One for our young Miss Riddle, and the other for some one who is, let us just say, under suspicion?" Lucius said snidely.
Snape visibly looked impassive, but on the inside was in turmoil. If this person who was under susicion was he, what would he do when he took the vertariserum? But if it wasn't... And what about Granger, 'Riddle,' he scolded himself mentally. What if she took the vertariserum and told Voldemort to got jump off a cliff?
"Alright Lucius. When does he need it by?"
"By the Christmas holidays. Oh and Severus, he is holding a grand ball in Hermione's honor and has asked you to attend."
"I will be there," Snape said quickly, "Will that be all Lucius?"
"No, it will not. Tell me where can I find my son?"
***
Draco and Hermione sat in their common room. Hermione was mulling over her transfiguration essay, while Draco just sat on the couch enjoying himself.
"I don't know why you bother so much with your homework Mia," he said, "You'd be a A+ student even if you didn't do it."
"Not true Draco," she retorted, "I like to work hard. Hard work pay off you know."
Draco made a face, "Yeah and all work and no play makes Draco an unhappy boy."
"Don't you mean 'makes Mia a dull girl,'?" she asked confused.
"Do you always think of yourself?" he asked smirking, "No I said what I meant. You always work, so we don't ever get to play," he said pouting, "Makes me sad," he said showing her big puppy dog eyes.
Hermione frowned for a second, and before Draco knew what had hit him, he was knocked over by a pillow that she had stealthily stolen for the couch. When he got back up to protest, he was met with a playful smile and her big mischievous green eyes. Without even thinking about what he was doing, he tackled her and began tickling her senseless. Hermione screamed from shocked and began laughter uncontrollably.
"Think you can hit a Malfoy and get away with it, didja? Well I simply won't have it," he announced to the squiggling pile of Hermione that lay underneath him.
"Draco!" she said between fits of laughter and gasping for air, "Stop please! Stop!"
"Mr. Malfoy!" boomed the voice of Snape, "What are you doing?!" he demanded standing the the doorway in front of Lucius.
The two teenagers looked up horrified having been caught in their current position, although they both knew that nothing was going on, and were thankful for it, it was still rather embarrassing to have your teacher and your father/future father-in-law to walk in on you like that.
"Father!" Draco said, jumping up off of Hermione, "What are you doing here?"
Lucius moved from behind Severus and into the room, "Draco have you forgotten your manners? Won't you help your fiancee up off the floor?"
Draco hadn't noticed that Hermione was still on the floor and extended his hand to her and when she took it he pulled her up and she busied herself by fixing her hair and robes. When she was quite satisfied, she smiled politely at both Snape and Lucius, "Hello," she said softly.
"Good day Miss Riddle," Snape said curtly, "I'll just leave the three of you now," he said as he walked out and closed the door behind him. "So," Draco said drawing the attention back to the three of them, "Father, to what do we owe the pleasure?"
"Well, I was here on a bit of business and I thought that I would stop by and check on the two of you. To make sure you were getting along still. Of course when Severus and I were walking here and we heard Hermione scream, I feared the worst," he said smiling at Hermione, "But then we arrived and were pleasantly surprised."
"Pleasantly?" Hermione asked.
"Indeed," Lucius said returning his attention to her, "We thought you were being hurt. Regardless, obviously you received my owl. My Lady," he said addressing Hermione, "It is your mother's request that you meet her in Hogsmeade on your first weekend there. I believe she said something about dress shopping or what have you," he said waving his hand dismissively, "Draco, I believe your mother will be with her as well, as they seem to have attached themseleves at the hip again," he said obviously aggrivated by this, "I'm sure she would get much pleasure from seeing you."
Draco nodded his head, not like he was going to like his Mia go anywhere without him anyway.
"And so with that being said, I believe I shall return to the Manor now and leave you two to whatever you were up to before we interrupted," he said smirking. "My lady," he said taking Hermione's hand and kissing it, before turning to Draco, "Son," he said curtly and turned heel and exited.
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Draco. However before she could manage to get any words out, she noticed the manic grin on Draco's face, and before she could even comprehend what was going on, was back on the floor being tickled mercilessly.
'Apparently,' she thought, 'He took his father's words to heart.'
***
Ron and Harry sat in front of the fire in the Gryffindor common room doing their Divinations homework. Usually this was a most interesting time for them, where they would regularly have contests to see who could think up the most interesting and creative ways of dying. Or they would roar with laughter when thinking up what kind of asinine disaster could possible, or rather more appropriately couldn't ever possibly happen to them. However this homework session was spent in a sullen silence.
"Harry," Ron said looking up from his parchment, "Do you suppose we could try and win her back? I mean she fought with us for 6 years, she couldn't possibly just turn her back on all of her hard work. It's not like her."
Harry looked up at Ron in surprise, as it was the first time he really had formed a sentence, let alone multiple sentences since the revelation that she was Voldemort's daughter. "I don't know Ron," he said finally, "I don't know that it would be worth it. I mean have you seen her recently? She's never looked happier. She walks down the hallways with Malfoy as if she'd been doing it the past 7 years. She looks completely happy and natural now. What makes you think she'd come back. She got everything that ever girl wants. She has popularity, she's got the looks now, she's got a strong popular guy to, well strong and popular with. Why would she want to go back to being the third wheel, our brains, the one we didn't really appreciate until she was gone?"
Ron studied Harry's face. He only then noticed this whole ridiculous fiasco was taking it's toll on Harry as well. Ron for the past few weeks had been mulling over the fact that he had lost the girl he loved to Malfoy. But what he hadn't realized was that Harry had gained an enemy. An enemy that had once been on their inside. One that knew all of Harry's strengths as well as she knew his weaknesses. An enemy that knew about the Order, and knew where they were. And suddenly, Ron was frightened, more so then he had ever been.
"Harry, you don't think she knew all along who she was?and she was just a spy? Like Snape?"
"I don't think so Ron. You said it yourself, she fought with us for the past 6 years."
"But Harry, do you think she'd... well you know.. Tell You-Know-Who everything she knows?"
Harry had to admit that Ron was two steps ahead of his thought process. He hadn't worried about it until Ron brought it up.
"I dunno Ron. I just don't know."
A/N: WHEW! So there you have it guys, Chapter 11. I went through I think like 4 titles for this one before I settled on 'Gaining an Enemy'. I hope you guys like it...
Next Time, on 'Heir Of Slytherin' : Hogsmeade weekend with the mums, and a run in with Harry and Ron at the Three Broomsticks. Should be an interesting one.