Does my bum look big in this?
THANK YOU SO MUCH TO THE FOLLOWING:
~Sweeychicaangel ~ Lol, thank you, thank you!! Just when I'm feeling down, my reviewers cheer me up!! I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH! HUGZ!! Anyway, here's the next chapter, please enjoy and review afterwards!!
~Elrohir Lover ~ Hehe, thank you! Here's the next chapter, please enjoy, and if you don't, tell me!
~Loah ~ Thank you for the review! Here's the update (or the next chapter, which ever you prefer) and I hope you enjoy, and review afterwards!!
~Lisa789 ~ Thanks for the review, and the compliment, I hope you continue reading, and as for the ending . . . I can't tell you about that! Hehe, oh and YAY for agreeing that Peter Pan guy is cute . . . I didn't really notice he had weird elf ears, I was just focusing on the cute factor, :P
~ The hope conspiracy ~ Thanks, for the compliment and the review! Here's the update, enjoy!
~Paprika90 ~ Lol, yeah, at least you said it was great. I fully understand if you can't really say much, it's hard when all you can do is say something is 'nice'.
~LythTaeraneth ~ Thanks for the review! And yeah I know, I can twist and tweak Draco how I like and NO ONE CAN STOP ME! HAHA! Lol, sorry, super hyper, anyway, tell me when you update ANY of your fics, I need to know these things!
~Lizzie Malfoy ~ Thanks for the review, here's the update, hope you enjoy!
~ Burgundyred ~ I'd say approx. four chapters? Soon anyway, and yeah Harry's more friendly than he would have been, but I kind of knew Harry was slightly OOC when he was first in this story, so basically, I blamed it on Ginny's influence . . . it works . . . Buttercup is back, yes, but don't worry, she's just back for the sake of it, not much is going to happen with her . . . well actually, I don't know, I'll just have to see what I write as I go along! Thanks for the review!
~Dilligas762 ~ Thank you for the review! I hope you enjoy this chapter, and review it afterwards too! Also, could you tell me which author suggested you read this? I like to know these things, hehe . . .
~NewSecretRose ~ OMG! You should SO go and see it, and tell you brother IT IS NOT JUST A KID'S FILM! I saw sixteen years olds go and see it, so that must be okay (but if you're over seventeen, I don't suggest it, might seem draggy), anyway, Peter Pan is really good, and Jeremy Sumpter is super cute, so just go to see him if you want, lol, anyway, yeah, HP3 made a huge mistake taking that gel off Draco, its really . . . weird.
~Some12 ~ Lol thanks, I'm keeping on going . . .
~ Dead Lenore ~ Yeah, that fic I've kind of started, but only a few paragraphs. As for Buttercup . . . she won't really be reeking any havoc from now on, I think she's just there for the sake of being there, you know, like, there because she was the one that started this catastrophe and no, I don't exactly oink! That would be odd . . . lol.
~ Krisleigh ~ Thanks! For the review and the compliment, both good, lol . . .
Chapter eighteen: Reactions
Disclaimer: You know, I never thought I'd get as far as chapter eighteen so I don't know what to say in the ruddy disclaimer apart from what I've already said! So, I don't own anything (that you could sue me for anyway) and the stuff that I do own is none of your bee's wax so don't be nosey (even if I am!)!
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Draco ate slowly, trying to ignore the squeals to his right. Pansy and her gang were all giggling and staring at him, but Draco was taking no notice of that. It was obvious that they were going to 'cheer' Pansy on, he was surprised that she hadn't bothered him like everyone else had when the Slytherin's had woke to find him sitting comfortably on the sofa.
He could tell what they were going to do. Pansy was going to strut up to him and show some cleavage, snog the face off of him, then wink at the girls and say what a success she was. But he wasn't stupid enough to fall for that, ooooh no. Just as he saw Pansy wiggle her butt over towards him, he got up and headed to the teacher table, towards his father.
Lucius looked up from his cup of coffee, his eyebrows raised and his face stern and still, making Draco feel more nervous about talking to his father than he already was.
"Draco, how nice of you to suddenly appear out of nowhere. Tell me, where have you been exactly?"
"I'm sorry father, I didn't mean to stay away for so long, but you needn't have worried about me. I'm here now, and I will settle for any punishment you wish to give me."
Lucius smirked and leaned across the table, lifting Draco's head so that he could look nowhere, but straight into his cold blue eyes.
"Tell me, Draco, all your life I have never beaten you, like your mother would have wanted me to. I might have punished you lightly, maybe just locked you in your room for an hour or so, not give you food for a day at the most, but -
"Lucius."
Lucius let go of Draco's chin. He turned furiously to see who had interrupted his little prep talk with his son. Two people stood behind him, one of average height with jet-black hair and his mother's green eyes, and the other with snow white hair and beard to match.
"Professor Dumbledore . . . Mr Potter, how may I help you?" Lucius smirked, his eyes gleaming as they landed on Harry. A look of pure evil was sprawled on his face, and it was obvious that Lucius would love no more than to grab Harry by the neck and slaughter him, or torture him in some horrible way. Dumbledore ignored the stares between Harry and Lucius, instead turning to face Draco. He winked.
"Ah, Mr Malfoy, it is so nice to see you again, if I could just borrow you for a minute?" Dumbledore directed this question at Lucius, his face sincere. The question seemed more like an order and Lucius knew this as his smirk slowly faded.
"I'm sorry Professor but I was just -
"Having a word? You can do that all later Lucius, I'm terribly sorry to interrupt you like this, but what I have to discuss with your son is very important."
Lucius tried hard not to scowl or stare at Dumbledore in a menacing way. He nodded with gritted teeth and clenched fists, returning to his cup of coffee as Draco scurried away beside Harry and behind Dumbledore. They began to exit the Great Hall, ignoring the whispers that followed them.
"So, what did the Slytherins say when they caught you in the common room?" Harry muttered, trying hard to act like his lips weren't moving.
"Most of them were scared frit to death of me, thinking I'd come back from the dead or something, some were just frightened because they're always frightened of me, you know, me being the son of a rich, powerful and murderous man, and one or two were just nosey, asking where I'd been and everything." Draco muttered back, his hands in his robe pockets.
"What did you say when people asked you stuff then?" Harry asked, as they began to climb up the moving stairs after Dumbledore. Draco took a minute to see where they were heading before replying.
"I told them that if they didn't shut up then I'd hex them with some new curses I'd learnt from where I had been."
Harry grinned, but then quickly set his face straight again as a second year walked past. They continued to walk, looking down at their feet as their footsteps echoed down the lonely corridors.
"You know, Hermione's been looking for 'Orli'. That was why she wasn't at breakfast just now," Harry said, sighing slightly as they walked nearer towards, what seemed to be, the staff room.
"Oh."
Draco just didn't know what to say. Right now, even the threat of his father didn't seem big, well, not bigger than his problem with Hermione. Dumbledore pushed the oak door of the staff room open. He stepped in first and gestured for them to come in too. Draco sat on a soft red chair by the window, Harry opposite him. Dumbledore smiled at them both before turning to open a door, leading out of the staff room.
"They're here now, please do come in and sit down," Dumbledore called.
He left the door open and went to sit on a blue armchair near a wooden coffee table. Harry and Draco both sat in silence and watched as they heard footsteps shuffling towards the door. A rather tall sixteen year old with brown hair, dressed in stripy pyjamas and holding a tatty old teddy bear stumbled out, yawning and looking like he had just woken up (which most probably he had). He turned to Draco and his eyes widened.
"Well, well, don't we look good over here," Dennis grinned, suddenly not looking as dozy now that he had seen Draco. Draco smirked and nodded to him as he began to make his way to a seat next to Dumbledore, also by the coffee table (he was probably going there because there was a large tub of chocolates on the table, and not because he wanted to be near Dumbledore).
"So," Dennis began, his mouth now full of chocolate, "Why'd you lot want me here, huh? I know WHY, but I mean, what can I do? You know me, I'm useless."
"Mr Granger -
"Please, Dougy, Mr Dumbledore, call me Dougy."
"Of course - Dougy - to be perfectly honest, I have no idea why you are here. Mr Malfoy asked me to arrange for you to come as quickly as possible, which was why I interrupted you during your sleep. I am terribly sorry about that."
Dennis popped another chocolate in his mouth. "Nah, don't matter! Orli, oh wait, DRACO wanted me here so here I am, plus you got me out of detention! Hehe, but then again, you were the one that got me in detention in the first place!" Dennis grinned at Draco. Draco resisted the urge to grin back although he couldn't suppress the small smile that climbed onto his face. Smiling of any sort wasn't something that Draco thought was in his character.
"Well Dougy, Mr Potter, Mr Malfoy, I'll leave you three here while I go back to my office. You are perfectly safe; if you need me just say my name and I shall come immediately. I only have to rush because the last time I left my cousin alone with my property, let's just say my house never was the same," Dumbledore smiled, a merry twinkle in his eye like Santa Claus. He headed out, leaving the room in silence.
Dennis took this chance to talk to Harry.
"Well, 'ello Mr Potter? I don't know, I only listen to Mr Dumbledore and he acts weird," Dennis shook Harry's hand and they exchanged smiles, it was obvious that they would be friends almost immediately. Draco thought that it was amazing how Harry was so close to Hermione and yet he didn't even know much about her family life.
"Call me Harry, anyway, I think we better let Malfoy get on with his explaining, or at least get started. We haven't got much time."
"Yeah," Dennis said as he stuffed more chocolates in his mouth, gulping it all down in one go, "better let Malfoy get on with it. I still can't get used to calling you Draco, Draco, I mean, what kind of a stupid name is that? How about, Drakie, or, Drake me old boy, OR you'll love this one, ROCKY RACO?"
Harry began to start laughing as Dennis offered them some of Dumbledore's chocolates.
"No thanks Dougy, DRACO is my name even if you don't like it. The reason I called you here is because I think you're the only one who can convince Hermione to see me tonight, in a spare classroom you know?"
"Don't you think that me or Ron could persuade her then?"
"Well, seeing as you've been my enemy for HOW many years? I really don't think that she would actually listen to you try and persuade her to see me, she'd probably think that you'd gone mad or that I'd cursed you or something, plus, I don't want WEASLEY knowing."
"Okay, so I waltz in on Hermione and start to attack her."
"No, you WALK in on Hermione when Potter gives you a signal, like a nod or something, then you just tell her to meet me. Just persuade her somehow, you're good at stuff like that. Anyway, you don't attack her, you just ask her to meet me and that's it."
Harry frowned. "So you are going to tell her about . . . well, everything?"
"Well what else can he do?" Dennis asked, fiddling with the ear of his teddy, "He loooooooooves her! He can't just leave her stranded, wondering what on earth happened to her Romeo!"
Draco raised his eyebrows, "Romeo?"
"Yeah, well, I dunno, look at you now! Mr Handsome guy, Mr show off, Mr evil that attracts girls," Dennis sighed, "Boy do I wish I was you."
"Whatever, anyway, are you going to do it for me, or not?"
"Course! You're me mate, mate."
"Great, thanks Dougy."
"That's alright dude! Anyway, I want to be nosey now. What's up with your dad man?"
An awkward silence filled the room as Dennis continued to bite his teddy. Draco didn't really know how to reply to his question. He didn't know what was 'up' with his dad, he felt like he hardly knew anything right now. What could he tell Dennis? That his dad was an evil man that was slightly mental and had ignored him for most of his life? He was about to reply when he noticed something that Dumbledore had put by the armchair he had been sitting on. Dennis noticed it too.
"Hey what's that?"
Draco got up and had a look. He recognised the bag - it was the one that he had brought with him to Dumbledore's office when he had first changed back. He must have forgotten to take it with him to the Slytherin common room, then to here.
"It's just some stuff I need later," Draco replied. Dennis nodded and yawned, staggering up.
"Well, Dougy's gotta go get changed man, especially if you need me soon. Come to think of it, when do you need me exactly?"
"As soon as possible would be good. So, I'll stay here until its time. Potter, go back to Granger and act normally, signal when you think Dougy should come out and ask her, then when it's done, one of you come to me, here in this staff room. Tell her to meet me in classroom number six when everyone else is at dinner. Actually, don't tell her to meet ME, just tell her to go there, okay? Oh and by the way, how are your Aunt and Uncle?"
"Oh they're fine now, both of them! They left hospital yesterday and were supposed to be seeing my mum and dad today," Draco nodded as Dennis yawned again, stretching and picking bits of fluff off his teddy. He grinned sleepily, "Well me and Wilfy over here have got to go wash! Wilfy smells, his nappy hasn't been changed yet."
Dennis skipped happily into the next room, yelling in pain as he skipped straight into the door. Harry and Draco watched him for a moment, until they both burst out laughing.
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It was a cold night, and Draco could feel the wind blow through the open window, the breeze making his hairs stand on end. Dennis had told him that he had asked Hermione to meet HIM and not Draco, in the spare muggle classroom, numbered six. Everyone was about to start dinner, and Draco had just snuck out of the staff room. Now all he had to do was wait and hope that Hermione would actually come.
A noise behind him made Draco turn and stare. He glanced at his watch and clenched the plastic carrier bag tighter in his hands. There was still about ten minutes before dinner would begin - maybe she had decided to come early?
The noise had been caused by the door, slowly creaking open, and now it was fully ajar. Draco frowned. There was no one there. He stepped outside with his bag and slowly looked around, his eyes straining in the darkness.
"Hello?" He asked cautiously. His head shot to his left as a dark figure stepped out from the shadows . . .
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I think it's really quite obvious who is this 'figure' that steps out from the shadows is but never mind - I tried to make it a cliffie! And it kind of is . . . I'm making myself confused, so I won't say much more. Just please review, and I'll try to update A.S.A.P!!
PS. In case anyone was wondering, the end is near, and I have finally sorted the ending out, even if it is somewhat crap.
THANK YOU SO MUCH TO THE FOLLOWING:
~Sweeychicaangel ~ Lol, thank you, thank you!! Just when I'm feeling down, my reviewers cheer me up!! I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH! HUGZ!! Anyway, here's the next chapter, please enjoy and review afterwards!!
~Elrohir Lover ~ Hehe, thank you! Here's the next chapter, please enjoy, and if you don't, tell me!
~Loah ~ Thank you for the review! Here's the update (or the next chapter, which ever you prefer) and I hope you enjoy, and review afterwards!!
~Lisa789 ~ Thanks for the review, and the compliment, I hope you continue reading, and as for the ending . . . I can't tell you about that! Hehe, oh and YAY for agreeing that Peter Pan guy is cute . . . I didn't really notice he had weird elf ears, I was just focusing on the cute factor, :P
~ The hope conspiracy ~ Thanks, for the compliment and the review! Here's the update, enjoy!
~Paprika90 ~ Lol, yeah, at least you said it was great. I fully understand if you can't really say much, it's hard when all you can do is say something is 'nice'.
~LythTaeraneth ~ Thanks for the review! And yeah I know, I can twist and tweak Draco how I like and NO ONE CAN STOP ME! HAHA! Lol, sorry, super hyper, anyway, tell me when you update ANY of your fics, I need to know these things!
~Lizzie Malfoy ~ Thanks for the review, here's the update, hope you enjoy!
~ Burgundyred ~ I'd say approx. four chapters? Soon anyway, and yeah Harry's more friendly than he would have been, but I kind of knew Harry was slightly OOC when he was first in this story, so basically, I blamed it on Ginny's influence . . . it works . . . Buttercup is back, yes, but don't worry, she's just back for the sake of it, not much is going to happen with her . . . well actually, I don't know, I'll just have to see what I write as I go along! Thanks for the review!
~Dilligas762 ~ Thank you for the review! I hope you enjoy this chapter, and review it afterwards too! Also, could you tell me which author suggested you read this? I like to know these things, hehe . . .
~NewSecretRose ~ OMG! You should SO go and see it, and tell you brother IT IS NOT JUST A KID'S FILM! I saw sixteen years olds go and see it, so that must be okay (but if you're over seventeen, I don't suggest it, might seem draggy), anyway, Peter Pan is really good, and Jeremy Sumpter is super cute, so just go to see him if you want, lol, anyway, yeah, HP3 made a huge mistake taking that gel off Draco, its really . . . weird.
~Some12 ~ Lol thanks, I'm keeping on going . . .
~ Dead Lenore ~ Yeah, that fic I've kind of started, but only a few paragraphs. As for Buttercup . . . she won't really be reeking any havoc from now on, I think she's just there for the sake of being there, you know, like, there because she was the one that started this catastrophe and no, I don't exactly oink! That would be odd . . . lol.
~ Krisleigh ~ Thanks! For the review and the compliment, both good, lol . . .
Chapter eighteen: Reactions
Disclaimer: You know, I never thought I'd get as far as chapter eighteen so I don't know what to say in the ruddy disclaimer apart from what I've already said! So, I don't own anything (that you could sue me for anyway) and the stuff that I do own is none of your bee's wax so don't be nosey (even if I am!)!
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Draco ate slowly, trying to ignore the squeals to his right. Pansy and her gang were all giggling and staring at him, but Draco was taking no notice of that. It was obvious that they were going to 'cheer' Pansy on, he was surprised that she hadn't bothered him like everyone else had when the Slytherin's had woke to find him sitting comfortably on the sofa.
He could tell what they were going to do. Pansy was going to strut up to him and show some cleavage, snog the face off of him, then wink at the girls and say what a success she was. But he wasn't stupid enough to fall for that, ooooh no. Just as he saw Pansy wiggle her butt over towards him, he got up and headed to the teacher table, towards his father.
Lucius looked up from his cup of coffee, his eyebrows raised and his face stern and still, making Draco feel more nervous about talking to his father than he already was.
"Draco, how nice of you to suddenly appear out of nowhere. Tell me, where have you been exactly?"
"I'm sorry father, I didn't mean to stay away for so long, but you needn't have worried about me. I'm here now, and I will settle for any punishment you wish to give me."
Lucius smirked and leaned across the table, lifting Draco's head so that he could look nowhere, but straight into his cold blue eyes.
"Tell me, Draco, all your life I have never beaten you, like your mother would have wanted me to. I might have punished you lightly, maybe just locked you in your room for an hour or so, not give you food for a day at the most, but -
"Lucius."
Lucius let go of Draco's chin. He turned furiously to see who had interrupted his little prep talk with his son. Two people stood behind him, one of average height with jet-black hair and his mother's green eyes, and the other with snow white hair and beard to match.
"Professor Dumbledore . . . Mr Potter, how may I help you?" Lucius smirked, his eyes gleaming as they landed on Harry. A look of pure evil was sprawled on his face, and it was obvious that Lucius would love no more than to grab Harry by the neck and slaughter him, or torture him in some horrible way. Dumbledore ignored the stares between Harry and Lucius, instead turning to face Draco. He winked.
"Ah, Mr Malfoy, it is so nice to see you again, if I could just borrow you for a minute?" Dumbledore directed this question at Lucius, his face sincere. The question seemed more like an order and Lucius knew this as his smirk slowly faded.
"I'm sorry Professor but I was just -
"Having a word? You can do that all later Lucius, I'm terribly sorry to interrupt you like this, but what I have to discuss with your son is very important."
Lucius tried hard not to scowl or stare at Dumbledore in a menacing way. He nodded with gritted teeth and clenched fists, returning to his cup of coffee as Draco scurried away beside Harry and behind Dumbledore. They began to exit the Great Hall, ignoring the whispers that followed them.
"So, what did the Slytherins say when they caught you in the common room?" Harry muttered, trying hard to act like his lips weren't moving.
"Most of them were scared frit to death of me, thinking I'd come back from the dead or something, some were just frightened because they're always frightened of me, you know, me being the son of a rich, powerful and murderous man, and one or two were just nosey, asking where I'd been and everything." Draco muttered back, his hands in his robe pockets.
"What did you say when people asked you stuff then?" Harry asked, as they began to climb up the moving stairs after Dumbledore. Draco took a minute to see where they were heading before replying.
"I told them that if they didn't shut up then I'd hex them with some new curses I'd learnt from where I had been."
Harry grinned, but then quickly set his face straight again as a second year walked past. They continued to walk, looking down at their feet as their footsteps echoed down the lonely corridors.
"You know, Hermione's been looking for 'Orli'. That was why she wasn't at breakfast just now," Harry said, sighing slightly as they walked nearer towards, what seemed to be, the staff room.
"Oh."
Draco just didn't know what to say. Right now, even the threat of his father didn't seem big, well, not bigger than his problem with Hermione. Dumbledore pushed the oak door of the staff room open. He stepped in first and gestured for them to come in too. Draco sat on a soft red chair by the window, Harry opposite him. Dumbledore smiled at them both before turning to open a door, leading out of the staff room.
"They're here now, please do come in and sit down," Dumbledore called.
He left the door open and went to sit on a blue armchair near a wooden coffee table. Harry and Draco both sat in silence and watched as they heard footsteps shuffling towards the door. A rather tall sixteen year old with brown hair, dressed in stripy pyjamas and holding a tatty old teddy bear stumbled out, yawning and looking like he had just woken up (which most probably he had). He turned to Draco and his eyes widened.
"Well, well, don't we look good over here," Dennis grinned, suddenly not looking as dozy now that he had seen Draco. Draco smirked and nodded to him as he began to make his way to a seat next to Dumbledore, also by the coffee table (he was probably going there because there was a large tub of chocolates on the table, and not because he wanted to be near Dumbledore).
"So," Dennis began, his mouth now full of chocolate, "Why'd you lot want me here, huh? I know WHY, but I mean, what can I do? You know me, I'm useless."
"Mr Granger -
"Please, Dougy, Mr Dumbledore, call me Dougy."
"Of course - Dougy - to be perfectly honest, I have no idea why you are here. Mr Malfoy asked me to arrange for you to come as quickly as possible, which was why I interrupted you during your sleep. I am terribly sorry about that."
Dennis popped another chocolate in his mouth. "Nah, don't matter! Orli, oh wait, DRACO wanted me here so here I am, plus you got me out of detention! Hehe, but then again, you were the one that got me in detention in the first place!" Dennis grinned at Draco. Draco resisted the urge to grin back although he couldn't suppress the small smile that climbed onto his face. Smiling of any sort wasn't something that Draco thought was in his character.
"Well Dougy, Mr Potter, Mr Malfoy, I'll leave you three here while I go back to my office. You are perfectly safe; if you need me just say my name and I shall come immediately. I only have to rush because the last time I left my cousin alone with my property, let's just say my house never was the same," Dumbledore smiled, a merry twinkle in his eye like Santa Claus. He headed out, leaving the room in silence.
Dennis took this chance to talk to Harry.
"Well, 'ello Mr Potter? I don't know, I only listen to Mr Dumbledore and he acts weird," Dennis shook Harry's hand and they exchanged smiles, it was obvious that they would be friends almost immediately. Draco thought that it was amazing how Harry was so close to Hermione and yet he didn't even know much about her family life.
"Call me Harry, anyway, I think we better let Malfoy get on with his explaining, or at least get started. We haven't got much time."
"Yeah," Dennis said as he stuffed more chocolates in his mouth, gulping it all down in one go, "better let Malfoy get on with it. I still can't get used to calling you Draco, Draco, I mean, what kind of a stupid name is that? How about, Drakie, or, Drake me old boy, OR you'll love this one, ROCKY RACO?"
Harry began to start laughing as Dennis offered them some of Dumbledore's chocolates.
"No thanks Dougy, DRACO is my name even if you don't like it. The reason I called you here is because I think you're the only one who can convince Hermione to see me tonight, in a spare classroom you know?"
"Don't you think that me or Ron could persuade her then?"
"Well, seeing as you've been my enemy for HOW many years? I really don't think that she would actually listen to you try and persuade her to see me, she'd probably think that you'd gone mad or that I'd cursed you or something, plus, I don't want WEASLEY knowing."
"Okay, so I waltz in on Hermione and start to attack her."
"No, you WALK in on Hermione when Potter gives you a signal, like a nod or something, then you just tell her to meet me. Just persuade her somehow, you're good at stuff like that. Anyway, you don't attack her, you just ask her to meet me and that's it."
Harry frowned. "So you are going to tell her about . . . well, everything?"
"Well what else can he do?" Dennis asked, fiddling with the ear of his teddy, "He loooooooooves her! He can't just leave her stranded, wondering what on earth happened to her Romeo!"
Draco raised his eyebrows, "Romeo?"
"Yeah, well, I dunno, look at you now! Mr Handsome guy, Mr show off, Mr evil that attracts girls," Dennis sighed, "Boy do I wish I was you."
"Whatever, anyway, are you going to do it for me, or not?"
"Course! You're me mate, mate."
"Great, thanks Dougy."
"That's alright dude! Anyway, I want to be nosey now. What's up with your dad man?"
An awkward silence filled the room as Dennis continued to bite his teddy. Draco didn't really know how to reply to his question. He didn't know what was 'up' with his dad, he felt like he hardly knew anything right now. What could he tell Dennis? That his dad was an evil man that was slightly mental and had ignored him for most of his life? He was about to reply when he noticed something that Dumbledore had put by the armchair he had been sitting on. Dennis noticed it too.
"Hey what's that?"
Draco got up and had a look. He recognised the bag - it was the one that he had brought with him to Dumbledore's office when he had first changed back. He must have forgotten to take it with him to the Slytherin common room, then to here.
"It's just some stuff I need later," Draco replied. Dennis nodded and yawned, staggering up.
"Well, Dougy's gotta go get changed man, especially if you need me soon. Come to think of it, when do you need me exactly?"
"As soon as possible would be good. So, I'll stay here until its time. Potter, go back to Granger and act normally, signal when you think Dougy should come out and ask her, then when it's done, one of you come to me, here in this staff room. Tell her to meet me in classroom number six when everyone else is at dinner. Actually, don't tell her to meet ME, just tell her to go there, okay? Oh and by the way, how are your Aunt and Uncle?"
"Oh they're fine now, both of them! They left hospital yesterday and were supposed to be seeing my mum and dad today," Draco nodded as Dennis yawned again, stretching and picking bits of fluff off his teddy. He grinned sleepily, "Well me and Wilfy over here have got to go wash! Wilfy smells, his nappy hasn't been changed yet."
Dennis skipped happily into the next room, yelling in pain as he skipped straight into the door. Harry and Draco watched him for a moment, until they both burst out laughing.
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It was a cold night, and Draco could feel the wind blow through the open window, the breeze making his hairs stand on end. Dennis had told him that he had asked Hermione to meet HIM and not Draco, in the spare muggle classroom, numbered six. Everyone was about to start dinner, and Draco had just snuck out of the staff room. Now all he had to do was wait and hope that Hermione would actually come.
A noise behind him made Draco turn and stare. He glanced at his watch and clenched the plastic carrier bag tighter in his hands. There was still about ten minutes before dinner would begin - maybe she had decided to come early?
The noise had been caused by the door, slowly creaking open, and now it was fully ajar. Draco frowned. There was no one there. He stepped outside with his bag and slowly looked around, his eyes straining in the darkness.
"Hello?" He asked cautiously. His head shot to his left as a dark figure stepped out from the shadows . . .
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I think it's really quite obvious who is this 'figure' that steps out from the shadows is but never mind - I tried to make it a cliffie! And it kind of is . . . I'm making myself confused, so I won't say much more. Just please review, and I'll try to update A.S.A.P!!
PS. In case anyone was wondering, the end is near, and I have finally sorted the ending out, even if it is somewhat crap.