Chapter 9~The Truth About Daddy
Once they got inside Hogwarts they headed for the Great Hall. Dumbledore saw the four Hogwarts students enter the Great Hall together, looked over to the other professors seated at his table, who were also looking his direction, and smiled at them with a glint in his eye. He looked over at Professer McGonagall and said, "See, it's begining. Nothing will go wrong. Never has a prophecy gone wrong." She sent him a blank stare. Dumbledore saw this and sent her a reassuring smile. She smiled a very weak smile.
Draco headed for the Slytherin table and the other three headed for the Gryffindor table. Once Draco sat down Pansy came up behind him and asked in a loud booming voice, that it startled everyone in the Great Hall, "DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY!!!" Draco's head shot up thinking that his mother had just walked into Hogwarts. He looked around, and to his surprise he saw something else, something that made him want to throw up, yup, you guessed it, it was Pansy Parkinson.
"What the hell do you want 'bark-in-son bitch'!?" Draco asked Pansy as she got closer.
Pansy looked him dead in the eye, "Draco," she said in the same kind of voice, only softer this time so not alot of people would hear, "Why in the name fuck were you talking to Potthead, Weasel, and the Gryffindor whore for?" Though Pansy was speaking with a more mellow voice, Harry, Ron, and Hermione could still hear them. The three of them looked at eachother thinking the same thing, what would Draco say to that?
Draco's eye's got bigger and colder, but at the same time firey, and if only looks could kill Pansy would have been dead the very moment Draco looked at her. "Listen here, you SLYTHERIN SLUT! WHAT I DO IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! IF I WANT TO TALK TO THEM, THEN I WILL. YOU HAVE NO SAY IN WHAT I CAN AND CAN'T DO, YOU'RE NOT MY MOTHER!!! You have no fucking right to call them that either! You don't know jack shit about them, and here you are insulting them. Who do you think you are? The queen of the world? Well, f.y.i, YOU'RE NOT!" By now, most of the people in the Great Hall had given their attention to Draco and Pansy. Pansy just looked at Draco and smiled.
"Oh, now Dracie," she purred, "don't be so STUPID!" Her voice got louder. "Don't you dare say that I have no control over what you can and can't do, because, both you and I know that I do, Draco darling, I do."
"Oh?" Draco said acting shocked, but he was the least bit, you could tell by what he said next that he really didn't care. He moved in closer to her, closer and closer until he was one inch away from her face, "What are you gonna do Pansy? Tell my daddy?" he smirked at her. He gave her a look saying, 'I dare you'.
"Oh, don't worrie Draco. I will."
Both of them were still face to face, then Draco said a few more things before walking out of the Great Hall, "I Fucking dare you," he hadn't blinked, holding a death glare at Pansy. "Don't mess with things you can't handle Parkinson, you might hurt yourslef."
He stood up and grabbed his belongings. As he walked away, he heard Pansy say something, "That's one reason I go for you, I know I won't get hurt." She had meant this to sound cruel, and by gosh it did. Draco turned around and walked back up to Pansy. He looked down at her, then he swung his hand in the air making it look like he was about to slap her, but instead, his hand had hit the one thing he was meaning to hit, a plate full of food. It fell off the table and landed right on Pansy. She stood up and let out a loud scream. Draco smiled at his victory and walked out of the Great Hall. What he didn't know what three certain Gryffindors were following him.
"Draco! Hey Draco wait up!" came the voice of Harry. Draco turned around and saw three people running up to him. It was Harry, Hermione, and Ron. 'Hmmm, wonder what I did this time,' he laughed slightly to himself. "Hey! We saw what happened."
"Yea, pug-faced Parkinson deserved what she got." Ron said.
"I guess so." Draco said. 'Hell yea she does.'
"We heard everything," came the angelic voice of Hermione, "Is she really going to tell your father Draco?" Draco couldn't help but let out a little chuckle. "Draco Malfoy," she said, "what in the world has gotten into to you?"
Draco took Hermione's hands in his own, "Hermione, listen to me, trust me ok? You said you trusted me, so listen. NOTHING will happen to you. I promise with my whole heart and soul that I won't let anything happen to you, ok?" She nodded, but was still curious.
"Draco, please tell me, I need to know, is Pansy going to tell your father?" Draco looked at her eyes, so full of hope and fear and care and just everything good. Draco nodded his head. "Draco! He's gonna have my head for this. He's gonna..." Draco then began to laugh. Harry looked at Draco like he's went mental and needed to be sent to the mental hospital. Then Ron spoke up...
"Malfoy! Oi! What's so funny? Have you gone mental? Pansy is gonna tell your father and he's gonna have your head for it, not to mention Hermione's too!"
"Oh, *laugh*, no, it's not.ha.that.ha." Finally Draco caught his breath and said, "My father won't do anything. They gave him a strange look. "You see, my father, oh gosh you three will be in for a shocker."
"What? What Draco?" they questioned him.
"My father isn't bad, well not anymore." The three looked confused.
"What do you mean by that?" asked Ron.
"You see, it all happened over the summer. As some of you may know, well maybe all three of you may know, my father was the right hand man to Voldemort." Ron and Hermione flinched, but Harry didn't, he was used to it. "My father wanted me to become one of 'his' followers, I told him that I didn't, he got mad and he would...ummm...yell at me. Then, my mother told me one day that there was something she knew that I didn't know, it was about my father. She told me that my father was under a very powerful curse, more powerful then the Imperius curse."
"What could be more powerful than the Imperius curse?" Ron asked again.
Draco was about to answer, but Hermione answered for him, "A spell more powerful than the Imperius curse must be only one thing, the Controle curse."
"What? Is that like control, or somthing?"
"Yes, Ron it does me control. It may seem like nothing, but the Contorle Cures is very powerful."
It was Harry's turn to asks a question, "Exactly, what is it, how did it come about? And how come we've never heard of it before?"
"Well, let me tell you boy's a little bed time story. There once was a young wizard, he was in love with a witch. Sad thing was, she didn't share the same feelings for him. He didn't accept that fact, he would have done anything to have her fall in love with him, even if he had to do it by force, he would. He thought of what he could do and finally he got an idea, he would create a spell, a spell so powerful that it would be impossible to break. He worked for days, and the days turned into weeks, and the weeks turned into months, then finally he had done it, he created the Controle Curse. It's not an ordinary curse that you could just cast with your wand. It was something that took up alot of time and alot of your energy. You would have to make the person your casting the spell on drink some kind of a potion, and then you would cast the spell on the person. So the young wizard cast the spell upon the witch and to his surprise it worked. She loved him, and they married. He didn't want anyone to find out about the spell that he had created, so he hid it, he hid it away from the world."
"What happened to...his secret? Did anything happen to the young witch?"
"Well, from what people say, his secret was passed down to his children, then to their children, and so on and so on. As for the young witch, she broke the curse. It was complicated, but somehow she did it. See, there was one day where she had seen him working on more of his magic in his study, or well it was more of a secret room since no one was allowed in it. Well, anyways, she had seen him working on his magic and so she just stayed by the door and watched him, and in the few moments of her watching him he fainted. She ran to him to see if he was alright and to see if anything was the matter. When she got to him, she had checked him and took him to his room to take a rest, then she went back to his study to fix up his mess. When she was cleaning she came across a small book, something she had never seen before. It wasn't a normal book, nothing you would see in a normal book store, or library."
"Ok, Herms! Get to the point, will you!" Ron said sarcasticlly, but seriously at the same time.
"Ok, GOSH!" she said, "As I was saying before I was rudely inturupted, it was nothing ordinary, on the spiral of the book she felt something cold, like metal. She saw it and almost fainted," Hermione took a quick pause then continued, "It was even more frightening then the dark mark. I can't say what it is, fore it never said in the books. Well, now, on to how she broke the curse. She opened the book to see many many ingredients for a potion that she has never heard of before. She looked in the book and when she came near to the end she saw a parchment folded in half, she opened it up and read somthing..."Diary, today will be the day I make her fall in love with me. I have completed the potion and come up with the perfect spell. It took me a long time to come up with this, but I know it will be worth it. She refused me once before, but after I am done with her, she will be the one to come up to me and beg for me to take her back. I know that this isn't right, Diary, but what is a man so in love to do? I will do this and succeed, and she will never find out, fore only I know the counter curse. Well, I felt the need to do this so here I am about to become the most happiest man in the world.'...she stopped there. She looked through the pages some more and came across another folded up piece of parchment, she unfolded it and read aloud... 'lort noc y mmor fu oye sae eler dnag niht y reve ruo y kcab uoy evi gi lu osd nad nim traeh ru oyg nih ty reve ru oy kooti.'" Hermione looked at the boys. "Well, I'm sure that you all know how to translate that. I mean any idiot could."
All three boys looked dumbfounded. Hermione shook her head at them and spoke again, "Read it backwards and you get, 'I took everything from you, your heart, mind, and soul. I give you back your everything, and release you from my control.' Well, anyways, right after she read that, she fainted. When she woke and found that she was in her bed. Everything came back to her and hit her hard on the head. She had found his book, found the diary entery, and she found out that she was under the spell all the time she was with the wizard. She was furious, so she left the wizard to sulk in his own misery. She took her children and all he was left with was the house and the momories of his life with he young beautiful witch."
"Geeze 'Mione, you really do know everything, don't you?" Draco commented.
"Not everything." she said with a smile.
"Ok! Hello! What does this have to do with Draco's dad?" Harry asked.
Draco now spoke up once again, "My father was put under this curse."
"But how? How the heck did Draco's dad get put under the curse? Don't tell me that it was Voldemort's doing!" Harry said. Ron and Hermione flinched. "I mean it couldn't have been him right? Unless he was related to that damned wizard."
"Well, from what we hear, He-who-must-not-be-named has great connections, and he got it from one of the family members. He forced it out of the poor person." Hermione said matter of fact.
"Well, how did your father break it?" Ron asked.
"I don't know, but he broke it. My mother told me that she knew someone that knew about it...and something...ummm...some jibber jabber of the sort."
"Well, that's nice to hear."
"Yes, yes it is."
They were silent for a while, then Hermione realized that they had been talking for a while and that dinner was over. "I think we've been standing here a bit to long, let's go to the library or something."
Ron know that he would rather go somewhere, any where other than the library. "I prefer 'or something'."
"Well, where do you suppose we go Mr. Smarty?"
"Let's go to the Quidditch field!" Ron said excitedly. The boys seemed excited, except Hermione.
"Fine, fine, let's all go to the Quidditch field."
"Awww, Hermione you could go to the library...and Me, Ron and Draco can go to the Quidditch feild to play."
"Uh-uh, I don't think so Harry, I don't want you guys to go anywhere without me. I may be a girl, but remember that I am one of the smartest witches in all of Hogwarts, I don't want you guys to run into trouble without me. Ok?" before they could answer Hermione already said, "GOOD! Besides, who knows what could be out there." The three boys just rolled their eyes at Hermione.
"Well, fine, but let's go, we're waisting time!"
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Once they got inside Hogwarts they headed for the Great Hall. Dumbledore saw the four Hogwarts students enter the Great Hall together, looked over to the other professors seated at his table, who were also looking his direction, and smiled at them with a glint in his eye. He looked over at Professer McGonagall and said, "See, it's begining. Nothing will go wrong. Never has a prophecy gone wrong." She sent him a blank stare. Dumbledore saw this and sent her a reassuring smile. She smiled a very weak smile.
Draco headed for the Slytherin table and the other three headed for the Gryffindor table. Once Draco sat down Pansy came up behind him and asked in a loud booming voice, that it startled everyone in the Great Hall, "DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY!!!" Draco's head shot up thinking that his mother had just walked into Hogwarts. He looked around, and to his surprise he saw something else, something that made him want to throw up, yup, you guessed it, it was Pansy Parkinson.
"What the hell do you want 'bark-in-son bitch'!?" Draco asked Pansy as she got closer.
Pansy looked him dead in the eye, "Draco," she said in the same kind of voice, only softer this time so not alot of people would hear, "Why in the name fuck were you talking to Potthead, Weasel, and the Gryffindor whore for?" Though Pansy was speaking with a more mellow voice, Harry, Ron, and Hermione could still hear them. The three of them looked at eachother thinking the same thing, what would Draco say to that?
Draco's eye's got bigger and colder, but at the same time firey, and if only looks could kill Pansy would have been dead the very moment Draco looked at her. "Listen here, you SLYTHERIN SLUT! WHAT I DO IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! IF I WANT TO TALK TO THEM, THEN I WILL. YOU HAVE NO SAY IN WHAT I CAN AND CAN'T DO, YOU'RE NOT MY MOTHER!!! You have no fucking right to call them that either! You don't know jack shit about them, and here you are insulting them. Who do you think you are? The queen of the world? Well, f.y.i, YOU'RE NOT!" By now, most of the people in the Great Hall had given their attention to Draco and Pansy. Pansy just looked at Draco and smiled.
"Oh, now Dracie," she purred, "don't be so STUPID!" Her voice got louder. "Don't you dare say that I have no control over what you can and can't do, because, both you and I know that I do, Draco darling, I do."
"Oh?" Draco said acting shocked, but he was the least bit, you could tell by what he said next that he really didn't care. He moved in closer to her, closer and closer until he was one inch away from her face, "What are you gonna do Pansy? Tell my daddy?" he smirked at her. He gave her a look saying, 'I dare you'.
"Oh, don't worrie Draco. I will."
Both of them were still face to face, then Draco said a few more things before walking out of the Great Hall, "I Fucking dare you," he hadn't blinked, holding a death glare at Pansy. "Don't mess with things you can't handle Parkinson, you might hurt yourslef."
He stood up and grabbed his belongings. As he walked away, he heard Pansy say something, "That's one reason I go for you, I know I won't get hurt." She had meant this to sound cruel, and by gosh it did. Draco turned around and walked back up to Pansy. He looked down at her, then he swung his hand in the air making it look like he was about to slap her, but instead, his hand had hit the one thing he was meaning to hit, a plate full of food. It fell off the table and landed right on Pansy. She stood up and let out a loud scream. Draco smiled at his victory and walked out of the Great Hall. What he didn't know what three certain Gryffindors were following him.
"Draco! Hey Draco wait up!" came the voice of Harry. Draco turned around and saw three people running up to him. It was Harry, Hermione, and Ron. 'Hmmm, wonder what I did this time,' he laughed slightly to himself. "Hey! We saw what happened."
"Yea, pug-faced Parkinson deserved what she got." Ron said.
"I guess so." Draco said. 'Hell yea she does.'
"We heard everything," came the angelic voice of Hermione, "Is she really going to tell your father Draco?" Draco couldn't help but let out a little chuckle. "Draco Malfoy," she said, "what in the world has gotten into to you?"
Draco took Hermione's hands in his own, "Hermione, listen to me, trust me ok? You said you trusted me, so listen. NOTHING will happen to you. I promise with my whole heart and soul that I won't let anything happen to you, ok?" She nodded, but was still curious.
"Draco, please tell me, I need to know, is Pansy going to tell your father?" Draco looked at her eyes, so full of hope and fear and care and just everything good. Draco nodded his head. "Draco! He's gonna have my head for this. He's gonna..." Draco then began to laugh. Harry looked at Draco like he's went mental and needed to be sent to the mental hospital. Then Ron spoke up...
"Malfoy! Oi! What's so funny? Have you gone mental? Pansy is gonna tell your father and he's gonna have your head for it, not to mention Hermione's too!"
"Oh, *laugh*, no, it's not.ha.that.ha." Finally Draco caught his breath and said, "My father won't do anything. They gave him a strange look. "You see, my father, oh gosh you three will be in for a shocker."
"What? What Draco?" they questioned him.
"My father isn't bad, well not anymore." The three looked confused.
"What do you mean by that?" asked Ron.
"You see, it all happened over the summer. As some of you may know, well maybe all three of you may know, my father was the right hand man to Voldemort." Ron and Hermione flinched, but Harry didn't, he was used to it. "My father wanted me to become one of 'his' followers, I told him that I didn't, he got mad and he would...ummm...yell at me. Then, my mother told me one day that there was something she knew that I didn't know, it was about my father. She told me that my father was under a very powerful curse, more powerful then the Imperius curse."
"What could be more powerful than the Imperius curse?" Ron asked again.
Draco was about to answer, but Hermione answered for him, "A spell more powerful than the Imperius curse must be only one thing, the Controle curse."
"What? Is that like control, or somthing?"
"Yes, Ron it does me control. It may seem like nothing, but the Contorle Cures is very powerful."
It was Harry's turn to asks a question, "Exactly, what is it, how did it come about? And how come we've never heard of it before?"
"Well, let me tell you boy's a little bed time story. There once was a young wizard, he was in love with a witch. Sad thing was, she didn't share the same feelings for him. He didn't accept that fact, he would have done anything to have her fall in love with him, even if he had to do it by force, he would. He thought of what he could do and finally he got an idea, he would create a spell, a spell so powerful that it would be impossible to break. He worked for days, and the days turned into weeks, and the weeks turned into months, then finally he had done it, he created the Controle Curse. It's not an ordinary curse that you could just cast with your wand. It was something that took up alot of time and alot of your energy. You would have to make the person your casting the spell on drink some kind of a potion, and then you would cast the spell on the person. So the young wizard cast the spell upon the witch and to his surprise it worked. She loved him, and they married. He didn't want anyone to find out about the spell that he had created, so he hid it, he hid it away from the world."
"What happened to...his secret? Did anything happen to the young witch?"
"Well, from what people say, his secret was passed down to his children, then to their children, and so on and so on. As for the young witch, she broke the curse. It was complicated, but somehow she did it. See, there was one day where she had seen him working on more of his magic in his study, or well it was more of a secret room since no one was allowed in it. Well, anyways, she had seen him working on his magic and so she just stayed by the door and watched him, and in the few moments of her watching him he fainted. She ran to him to see if he was alright and to see if anything was the matter. When she got to him, she had checked him and took him to his room to take a rest, then she went back to his study to fix up his mess. When she was cleaning she came across a small book, something she had never seen before. It wasn't a normal book, nothing you would see in a normal book store, or library."
"Ok, Herms! Get to the point, will you!" Ron said sarcasticlly, but seriously at the same time.
"Ok, GOSH!" she said, "As I was saying before I was rudely inturupted, it was nothing ordinary, on the spiral of the book she felt something cold, like metal. She saw it and almost fainted," Hermione took a quick pause then continued, "It was even more frightening then the dark mark. I can't say what it is, fore it never said in the books. Well, now, on to how she broke the curse. She opened the book to see many many ingredients for a potion that she has never heard of before. She looked in the book and when she came near to the end she saw a parchment folded in half, she opened it up and read somthing..."Diary, today will be the day I make her fall in love with me. I have completed the potion and come up with the perfect spell. It took me a long time to come up with this, but I know it will be worth it. She refused me once before, but after I am done with her, she will be the one to come up to me and beg for me to take her back. I know that this isn't right, Diary, but what is a man so in love to do? I will do this and succeed, and she will never find out, fore only I know the counter curse. Well, I felt the need to do this so here I am about to become the most happiest man in the world.'...she stopped there. She looked through the pages some more and came across another folded up piece of parchment, she unfolded it and read aloud... 'lort noc y mmor fu oye sae eler dnag niht y reve ruo y kcab uoy evi gi lu osd nad nim traeh ru oyg nih ty reve ru oy kooti.'" Hermione looked at the boys. "Well, I'm sure that you all know how to translate that. I mean any idiot could."
All three boys looked dumbfounded. Hermione shook her head at them and spoke again, "Read it backwards and you get, 'I took everything from you, your heart, mind, and soul. I give you back your everything, and release you from my control.' Well, anyways, right after she read that, she fainted. When she woke and found that she was in her bed. Everything came back to her and hit her hard on the head. She had found his book, found the diary entery, and she found out that she was under the spell all the time she was with the wizard. She was furious, so she left the wizard to sulk in his own misery. She took her children and all he was left with was the house and the momories of his life with he young beautiful witch."
"Geeze 'Mione, you really do know everything, don't you?" Draco commented.
"Not everything." she said with a smile.
"Ok! Hello! What does this have to do with Draco's dad?" Harry asked.
Draco now spoke up once again, "My father was put under this curse."
"But how? How the heck did Draco's dad get put under the curse? Don't tell me that it was Voldemort's doing!" Harry said. Ron and Hermione flinched. "I mean it couldn't have been him right? Unless he was related to that damned wizard."
"Well, from what we hear, He-who-must-not-be-named has great connections, and he got it from one of the family members. He forced it out of the poor person." Hermione said matter of fact.
"Well, how did your father break it?" Ron asked.
"I don't know, but he broke it. My mother told me that she knew someone that knew about it...and something...ummm...some jibber jabber of the sort."
"Well, that's nice to hear."
"Yes, yes it is."
They were silent for a while, then Hermione realized that they had been talking for a while and that dinner was over. "I think we've been standing here a bit to long, let's go to the library or something."
Ron know that he would rather go somewhere, any where other than the library. "I prefer 'or something'."
"Well, where do you suppose we go Mr. Smarty?"
"Let's go to the Quidditch field!" Ron said excitedly. The boys seemed excited, except Hermione.
"Fine, fine, let's all go to the Quidditch field."
"Awww, Hermione you could go to the library...and Me, Ron and Draco can go to the Quidditch feild to play."
"Uh-uh, I don't think so Harry, I don't want you guys to go anywhere without me. I may be a girl, but remember that I am one of the smartest witches in all of Hogwarts, I don't want you guys to run into trouble without me. Ok?" before they could answer Hermione already said, "GOOD! Besides, who knows what could be out there." The three boys just rolled their eyes at Hermione.
"Well, fine, but let's go, we're waisting time!"
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