For What It's Worth
~hotsleekeyz~
Chapter 3
For the First Time
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Draco walked alone along the hallways that same night. His eyebrows were furrowed in fury and his fists were clutched tight into a ball.
He breathed hard with the cold air of the year, as his footsteps seemed to storm echoing in the silent corridor.
Too much deeply occupied with his thoughts, Draco turned right at a corner and practically smashed himself onto something. He immediately lost balance and fell backwards on his bottom. His sight went into a blur for a few moments, and when he did regain it, Draco stared at once to where he bumped himself.
"Granger. . .", Draco hissed dangerously at Hermione who was on the floor just as he was.
"Malfoy. . .", drawled Hermione upon the sight of Draco.
"Watch where you're going next time, you feeble-minded bitch! I almost got my face touch the floor"
"If I was a bit larger than I am then I could have had the pleasure of being the first one to have your stupid face smack the floor! Besides, you don't own the hallways so I have the right of way to it just as you do!", Hermione snapped as she finally gained her resolve from experiencing her first kiss from a teacher.
"If I have the time to think about this then my Father will hear of this at once---but no. I don't have the time, not even enough disgust to waste my time on this", Draco claimed as he stood from the floor and brushed off his robe.
"You're too full of yourself! Maybe next time you could remember to have a sharp pin handy so that you could deflate your head every once in a while. Don't worry, I'll remind you to bring one next time we bump into each other", Hermione sarcastically snapped as she also stood from the floor, after she collected her books that flew in every direction due to her collision with Draco.
"Why thank you Granger. . . You need not bother really. Just the mere thought of you deflates my head empty of your nonsensical claims--- something with them that just dulls my memory", Draco replied with more sarcasm.
"An honor to be thought of by the Heir of Salazar Slytherin. . .", Hermione said with a brow raised.
"I am NOT the Heir of Slytherin! Get your facts straight Mudblood. I can never be the Heir to him"
"Why not? The Daily Prophet already revealed You-Know-Who's fondness for the son of Lucius Malfoy. . . Now, can you still deny that you will be next to the throne?"
"Well. . . You know Granger, I don't have the time for this. Besides, take it from me, I will never be that Heir you speak of"
Draco turned his heels away and started walking to where he was headed before they crashed into each other.
"I'll never take a word that comes from a slimy git like you!", Hermione yelled at Draco who was already about 10meters away from her. Draco turned his head towards Hermione's direction.
"On this matter alone, I suggest you take my word about this. . .Even if this could be the first and last time you'll do". Draco tilted his head back and continued walking away from Hermione.
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Draco entered the Headmaster's office with still the fury that enveloped him minutes back. His eyes revealed to three men and a woman.
"I'm glad you are here Mr. Malfoy. We've been waiting for you. Come, have a sit", Dumbledore exclaimed.
Draco did as he was told with his eyes sharp as it usually was, especially around Harry and Ron.
"So, Mr. Malfoy, your father told us that he wishes to speak to you as soon as possible, so Minerva and I arranged the meeting this very night"
"What's the rush Father?", Draco asked with his anger suppressed. He didn't even look at any one in the room straight in the eyes.
"You know the deal with your designation as Head of the North Chapter, don't you?", Lucius asked in a drawling voice.
"I do Sir", Draco replied with great effort not to let his anger rage through him.
"I'm taking the deal out", Lucius nonchalantly said while he stared intently at his son.
"What? First, you told me you never wanted me to be the Heir of Salazar Slytherin, now, you're taking away the opportunity for me to rule over the North? What caused you to decide like this?"
"Simple it may seem Son, but it's complicated"
"Then maybe you could try explaining since I am not your LITTLE boy anymore", Draco spat indignantly in front of the three men and a lady.
"I'm giving it to Malcolm"
"You've got to be kidding! The position can't be assigned to him. He doesn't have much knowledge on ruling people. He's a plain coward! If you want to ensure that the people up North would live better lives than they do right now, than you've got to give the title to me"
Dumbledore cut in. "Calm down Mr. Malfoy. We are going to settle this"
"But Father, you just can't give it to him! You're going to put the lives of the people at stake. Just remember what he did two years back. Until now, no one ever knew that it was his fault why the people in the Midwest suddenly disappeared and appeared dead days later. How could someone like him rule the people if he himself does not know the rules?"
A firm voice interrupted. "That's too much insult for me today Draco. I don't like the words that are coming out of your mouth"
"I am just making my point here Malcolm. You can't rule people in the North. You don't know how to", Draco spat at the other man who was inside the office that night.
"And you reckon you can?"
"Yes, indeed I do"
"Headmaster, I see it fit to discuss this some other time. Mr. Malfoy and I still have class first thing in the morning tomorrow and I wish that this would not interfere whilst I'm taking over his Defense Against the Dark Arts class", Malcolm stated calmly to Dumbledore.
Even before Dumbledore could utter a word, Draco said, "You see, there are just a lot of people who likes this Malcolm Trent. Who are you anyways? As far as I've known you, you are just a plain bastard who desires to get all the attention he wants. I don't like you the least, Malcolm. Mark my word. I disgrace having known you"
Malcolm remained calm and just coughed discreetly on Draco's words. "I am not a bastard Draco, as I do have a Father", Malcolm replied, as he looked straight at Lucius who was staring back at him with amusement.
"Now, now, you two. You go back to your dormitories and we will schedule this meeting again soon. But for now, I want you to take your rest for your first class together in the morning. Good luck with both of you. I see it would be very fun to watch over your every move throughout the year", Dumbledore voiced as he stood to signal for everyone to leave.
Lucius said, "My apologies Headmaster. These two boys had been very disrespectful in front of you. That's why they never got the chance to live together. It would create chaos, I tell you. By the way, thank you for the time, and I shall inform you when I plan to have a meeting soon. Professors, I shall leave" He modestly bowed his head and turned towards the door.
Malcolm and Draco followed shortly, with Draco tailing Malcolm.
As soon as they got out of the office and out into the hallway, Draco immediately grabbed Malcolm by the neck and strangled him mad.
Malcolm fought back by taking his strong fists at Draco's neck. They both stuck their fingers deep onto each other's throat, motivated to kill the person in their hands.
Lucius just watched them and breathed it off. He rolled his eyes away as he took his wand and said, "If you're not going to stop acting like kids then I'll have to kill you"
The two stopped at once and took distance.
"Malcolm, you are not going to get away with this! How could you just take the title that was already meant for me? And to top that off, you even had to take the name of the Heir of Salazar Slytherin! How dare you?", Draco spat at Malcolm who was still holding onto his neck that was assaulted by Draco's firm fingers.
"It was not my decision to take it. If they may, I would turn those titles down. You know very well that I don't want the attention and that I---"
"You DON'T want the attention? Did I hear that right?"
"Come on Draco, we wouldn't want the truth to come out, now do we. . . Not that I mind, but how about you? It will bring disgrace to YOUR name"
Lucius interrupted, "Stop it you two. Do you have to talk about that on Hogwarts' grounds? If anyone hears what you're talking about, you are both dead"
"I just don't see it why Malcolm gets everything and I don't", Draco said in a lowered voice.
"Because he IS the firstborn of course! He is older than you are and he has more experience than you do. If you just put down your guard and allow every thing planned to happen, then you wouldn't have to reach the point of almost killing each other"
"I hate him. . . he is just a child---his mother's child", Draco claimed with much disgust for Malcolm.
"Don't you even try to insult my mother again Draco or you'll be sorry about it", Malcolm warned Draco at once.
"But it's the truth Malcolm. Face it. You are an illegitimate child. You are born of sin and lust and all the wordly desir----"
*SLAP!*
A mighty hand of Lucius' hit Draco hard onto his pale skin. Draco glared at Lucius as he tried much to suppress his anger by not punching him in return.
"Give me some respect!", Lucius yelled at Draco.
Draco smirked maliciously at Lucius. "The truth hurts doesn't it? A child born out of sheer lust should never be accepted as a leader into the wizarding world. One as Malcolm should be disgraced---most especially that his father is a very prominent figure"
"Stop it Draco. You've said enough", Lucius snapped.
"Go on, side with him! Give him all you think is deserving of him. But truths can never be changed. You're a bastard Malcolm. You can never be considered a firstborn"
*SLAP!*
Lucius hit Draco once more with more force. Draco almost threw himself to the floor on the impact.
"One day Malcolm, the truth about your identity will be revealed. All your students will disgrace for having a bastard as their teacher", Draco continued with his insults.
"Not everyone Draco. Not everyone, as I did find a friend today"
"Dream on Malcolm"
Lucius cut in. "So you done with your insults for today? Maybe you could care to leave some for tomorrow and the days after that. I have to leave and I expect you two to behave properly. I don't want to hear anything from the Headmaster that you've been misbehaving"
"You love your son too much", Draco sarcastically said with too much hatred for Lucius.
"But of course Draco. I want the best for you", Lucius claimed sarcastically.
"Not me" Draco pointed to Malcolm. "THAT son"
Draco turned away and left Lucius with Malcolm outside Dumbledore's office.
"Such an ungrateful son Draco has become. He forgot the many things I did for him all these years", Lucius said to Malcolm.
"Why didn't you give him the whole of North? Draco can rule the wizards there. I've already much responsibility to shoulder", replied Malcolm.
"He isn't the firstborn. Why bother? Besides, his slyness can only bring the Dark Side to its end. The second firstborn is always the one who causes all the trouble"
"Why won't you just let people take it that he is firstborn? Besides, he is legally your first child"
Lucius patted Malcolm on his shoulder. "My son, don't worry about him. He will soon accept the fact that you are kin, and that only you have the right to inherit what once was mine. I have to go Malcolm. Look after your brother. He will soon make some desperate moves to get back at you"
Malcolm sighed and nodded. "I will Father. I will look after him"
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Morning came and the students from Gryffindor and Slytherin eagerly headed to their Defense Against the Dark Arts class. They heard that the new professor was already at Hogwarts and they wanted to see him as soon as they could.
Every one settled in their seats. Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Neville, sat way up in front with Harry to convince them to stay there. Since Harry was said to have defeated Voldemort, he always had the sheer fascination for the subject as he always got top marks.
On the other hand, Hermione sat shaking in her seat. She didn't want to meet Malcolm just yet. She hadn't gone over with the fact that they shared some intimate moments inside the library the night before.
Together with his cronies, Draco stayed way in the back with Crabbe and Goyle side-by-side Draco, just in case he made any moves against Malcolm.
Out from the door, Malcolm entered in full magnificence of his neatly pressed dark green robe that matched his beautiful, wavy, brown locks that reached to the side of his ears. Every girl was in awe to see him walk briskly towards the front of the room.
"Good morning class. I'm Professor Malcolm Trent, your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I'm very glad to teach all of you throughout your last year at Hogwarts", Malcolm claimed as he donned a beautiful smile on his handsome face.
Draco breathed on every second that he stayed inside the room. There was too much hate and disgust in him that it was near to impossible that he would listen to anything that Malcolm would say in class.
Hermione's heart was beating mad. Harry noticed at once, that he clutched Hermione's hand in his---much to surprise her as she recalled how it was before Malcolm kissed her.
"Mione, are you alright? You're cold", Said Harry with much concern in his face.
Ron peered over Harry's shoulder. "Mione, you okay? You look extremely pale. I reckon you be sent to the hospital wing at once. You seem sick to me"
Hermione closed her eyes and opened them again. She smiled faintly at them and replied, "I'm okay. Just a little cold I guess. I will be better in a while"
Malcolm's attention was caught by the murmuring the three did and so he asked, "What's wrong there?"
"Professor, Hermione's sick. I reckon I take her to the infirmary right now", Ron humbly stated to impress the new professor.
Malcolm drew himself nearer towards Hermione and clutched a hand over her shoulder. "Why won't you go to the infirmary now Ms. Granger. The school nurse shall see to it that you are given proper care"
The girls giggled among themselves at the display of Malcolm's concern for his students. Draco, on the other hand remained silent though he wanted to punch Malcolm in the face right then and there.
"I'm---I'm alright Professor. I can't miss any of my classes", replied Hermione with a shiver in her voice.
"But you seem sick and I reck---"
"Let her be Professor Trent. Granger said she does not want to be sent to the infirmary", Draco said from afar.
Hermione turned her head around at Draco in disbelief. Harry and Ron exchanged questioning looks.
"Very well then. . .", Malcolm mouthed in a seething voice.
Draco grinned smugly and resumed his position in his seat as he had sat straight to make his voice across the room.
The class went on quite smoothly with the new lesson at hand. Almost every one was enjoying their time with such a wise professor, when a female cry startled both Malcolm and Draco.
"Oh Merlin! Is this my Fate or is this just my luck?", Hermione remarked sarcastically though there was a hint of great pain in her voice.
The students were at the time having some practical application of the lesson that was just taught and Hermione was caught wounded by a spark that came to her direction from Neville's wand.
Malcolm immediately came over to where Hermoine was at as Draco watched from afar. Draco wanted to read Malcolm's moves and why all of a sudden why someone like his brother, who was considered just as cruel and heartless as he was, would have the heart to care for a Mudblood.
"See Ms. Granger? It's a sign. You need to take some rest. Besides, you stayed up quite late last night", Malcolm teased at Hermione who grew even more uncomfortable with him around.
From afar, Draco whispered to himself, "You've done it Malcolm. That's the end of it. I'm taking over". He glared evilly at his brother who was mending his student's wound.
A few minutes more passed and Draco noticed that Malcolm had gone out of the room. Harry and Ron were busy trying out the new blocking spells and charms, and so, Draco thought it was best to ruin someone's day. . .
"So, the Professor found his interest in a student. Fascinating isn't it Granger?" Draco whispered into Hermione's ear as she sat at one chair in the corner of the room.
"What are you talking about?", Hermione queried angrily.
"He likes you. Can't you see it? It's too obvious to deny"
"Not that I want to offend or anything, but Malfoy, you are the only student who thinks of it that way. Is it because that you've been eyeing us the whole time? I for one don't see it the way you do. But who cares! Draco Malfoy's mind works in mysterious ways". Hermione both lied and snapped at Draco the best she could have done at that moment, as she still was feeling sick.
Draco wasn't able to react and so he decided to walk away. . . Just when---
Draco walked back at Hermione and said, "We can go out of the room. I can treat you. You look awful so you might as well agree that I perform some spells on you"
Hermione's eyes shot wide in bewilderment. "What? You? You will do that? Oh no you don't! I don't trust you one bit. I can't be sure of my life if I let you perform some spells on me"
"Come on Granger! Here I am, trying to be noble in front of you, and then you'll just shoot me with those blunt words. Come on". Draco grabbed Hermione's arm and pulled her to the door. Hermione tried to struggle free. Too confused she was, Hermione forgot about asking Harry and Ron for help.
As soon as they were out of the room, Draco pushed Hermione towards the shadows.
"What are you doing Malfoy?"
"Just shut up"
Draco put out his wand from his pocket and flickered it once. Sparks were emitted from the tip of the wand towards Hermione.
Hermione felt unexplainable warmth run through her. After seconds realizing what was happening, Hermione saw Draco draw closer to her---too close that their face was just an inch away.
Hermione stiffened at once as she thought Draco would kiss her.
In truth, Draco was just supposed to whisper an incantation on Hermione's forehead, which was a part of the whole healing process.
"What are you two doing there? Come out here!" an authoritative voice ordered.
Draco stood in the light with Hermione following close.
"And what are you two doing THERE may I ask?", Malcolm inquired with envy flooding through him.
"Ummm, Professor, Malfoy was just doing a healing spell on me", Hermione justified.
"IN the SHADOWS?"
"Yes Professor. Malfoy didn't want anyone else to see what he was doing" Hermione could not believe that she was defending Malfoy. Somehow, she didn't want Malcolm to get jealous.
"Mr. Malfoy?", Malcolm referred to Draco to hear his side.
"Okay, PROFESSOR, we were out here since everyone else was busy inside and so we thought to sneak out in the dark as I've missed her so deeply and wanted to share some intimate moments with her. I was actually about to kiss her when you came", Draco smugly replied at the flabberghasted Malcolm.
"Very well. You go back inside and you shall serve detention tonight. I believe you both understand the reason why I have to impose consequences for your actions"
"Yes Sir", Draco replied as he thought to himself he won.
"But Sir, Malfoy was just conducting a healing spell on me! I swear!", Hermione retorted.
Draco went back inside with a triumphant grin on his face.
"Hermione, why didn't you tell me?", Malcolm asked.
"There is nothing Malcolm"
"For once I tell you, this is the first time I was ever scarred in the heart"
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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What can I say? That's the third chapter and I'm getting some interest in continuing this faster than any of my other fics. I decided to steer away from the original plot as I see it is very boring to read about a love story between friends as that is so passé. So anyway, I didn't really have the intention to twist this all up like that but a spark in my brain told me to do something with this. I saw it was wrong to put an element of truth from my own life into my fics as it is very biased and uncomely. So, this third chapter may seem very odd for the first one. But see, I think it will come out okay from this point. I swear I will never apply my life into my fics ever again! *nods firmly*
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Chapter 3
For the First Time
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Draco walked alone along the hallways that same night. His eyebrows were furrowed in fury and his fists were clutched tight into a ball.
He breathed hard with the cold air of the year, as his footsteps seemed to storm echoing in the silent corridor.
Too much deeply occupied with his thoughts, Draco turned right at a corner and practically smashed himself onto something. He immediately lost balance and fell backwards on his bottom. His sight went into a blur for a few moments, and when he did regain it, Draco stared at once to where he bumped himself.
"Granger. . .", Draco hissed dangerously at Hermione who was on the floor just as he was.
"Malfoy. . .", drawled Hermione upon the sight of Draco.
"Watch where you're going next time, you feeble-minded bitch! I almost got my face touch the floor"
"If I was a bit larger than I am then I could have had the pleasure of being the first one to have your stupid face smack the floor! Besides, you don't own the hallways so I have the right of way to it just as you do!", Hermione snapped as she finally gained her resolve from experiencing her first kiss from a teacher.
"If I have the time to think about this then my Father will hear of this at once---but no. I don't have the time, not even enough disgust to waste my time on this", Draco claimed as he stood from the floor and brushed off his robe.
"You're too full of yourself! Maybe next time you could remember to have a sharp pin handy so that you could deflate your head every once in a while. Don't worry, I'll remind you to bring one next time we bump into each other", Hermione sarcastically snapped as she also stood from the floor, after she collected her books that flew in every direction due to her collision with Draco.
"Why thank you Granger. . . You need not bother really. Just the mere thought of you deflates my head empty of your nonsensical claims--- something with them that just dulls my memory", Draco replied with more sarcasm.
"An honor to be thought of by the Heir of Salazar Slytherin. . .", Hermione said with a brow raised.
"I am NOT the Heir of Slytherin! Get your facts straight Mudblood. I can never be the Heir to him"
"Why not? The Daily Prophet already revealed You-Know-Who's fondness for the son of Lucius Malfoy. . . Now, can you still deny that you will be next to the throne?"
"Well. . . You know Granger, I don't have the time for this. Besides, take it from me, I will never be that Heir you speak of"
Draco turned his heels away and started walking to where he was headed before they crashed into each other.
"I'll never take a word that comes from a slimy git like you!", Hermione yelled at Draco who was already about 10meters away from her. Draco turned his head towards Hermione's direction.
"On this matter alone, I suggest you take my word about this. . .Even if this could be the first and last time you'll do". Draco tilted his head back and continued walking away from Hermione.
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Draco entered the Headmaster's office with still the fury that enveloped him minutes back. His eyes revealed to three men and a woman.
"I'm glad you are here Mr. Malfoy. We've been waiting for you. Come, have a sit", Dumbledore exclaimed.
Draco did as he was told with his eyes sharp as it usually was, especially around Harry and Ron.
"So, Mr. Malfoy, your father told us that he wishes to speak to you as soon as possible, so Minerva and I arranged the meeting this very night"
"What's the rush Father?", Draco asked with his anger suppressed. He didn't even look at any one in the room straight in the eyes.
"You know the deal with your designation as Head of the North Chapter, don't you?", Lucius asked in a drawling voice.
"I do Sir", Draco replied with great effort not to let his anger rage through him.
"I'm taking the deal out", Lucius nonchalantly said while he stared intently at his son.
"What? First, you told me you never wanted me to be the Heir of Salazar Slytherin, now, you're taking away the opportunity for me to rule over the North? What caused you to decide like this?"
"Simple it may seem Son, but it's complicated"
"Then maybe you could try explaining since I am not your LITTLE boy anymore", Draco spat indignantly in front of the three men and a lady.
"I'm giving it to Malcolm"
"You've got to be kidding! The position can't be assigned to him. He doesn't have much knowledge on ruling people. He's a plain coward! If you want to ensure that the people up North would live better lives than they do right now, than you've got to give the title to me"
Dumbledore cut in. "Calm down Mr. Malfoy. We are going to settle this"
"But Father, you just can't give it to him! You're going to put the lives of the people at stake. Just remember what he did two years back. Until now, no one ever knew that it was his fault why the people in the Midwest suddenly disappeared and appeared dead days later. How could someone like him rule the people if he himself does not know the rules?"
A firm voice interrupted. "That's too much insult for me today Draco. I don't like the words that are coming out of your mouth"
"I am just making my point here Malcolm. You can't rule people in the North. You don't know how to", Draco spat at the other man who was inside the office that night.
"And you reckon you can?"
"Yes, indeed I do"
"Headmaster, I see it fit to discuss this some other time. Mr. Malfoy and I still have class first thing in the morning tomorrow and I wish that this would not interfere whilst I'm taking over his Defense Against the Dark Arts class", Malcolm stated calmly to Dumbledore.
Even before Dumbledore could utter a word, Draco said, "You see, there are just a lot of people who likes this Malcolm Trent. Who are you anyways? As far as I've known you, you are just a plain bastard who desires to get all the attention he wants. I don't like you the least, Malcolm. Mark my word. I disgrace having known you"
Malcolm remained calm and just coughed discreetly on Draco's words. "I am not a bastard Draco, as I do have a Father", Malcolm replied, as he looked straight at Lucius who was staring back at him with amusement.
"Now, now, you two. You go back to your dormitories and we will schedule this meeting again soon. But for now, I want you to take your rest for your first class together in the morning. Good luck with both of you. I see it would be very fun to watch over your every move throughout the year", Dumbledore voiced as he stood to signal for everyone to leave.
Lucius said, "My apologies Headmaster. These two boys had been very disrespectful in front of you. That's why they never got the chance to live together. It would create chaos, I tell you. By the way, thank you for the time, and I shall inform you when I plan to have a meeting soon. Professors, I shall leave" He modestly bowed his head and turned towards the door.
Malcolm and Draco followed shortly, with Draco tailing Malcolm.
As soon as they got out of the office and out into the hallway, Draco immediately grabbed Malcolm by the neck and strangled him mad.
Malcolm fought back by taking his strong fists at Draco's neck. They both stuck their fingers deep onto each other's throat, motivated to kill the person in their hands.
Lucius just watched them and breathed it off. He rolled his eyes away as he took his wand and said, "If you're not going to stop acting like kids then I'll have to kill you"
The two stopped at once and took distance.
"Malcolm, you are not going to get away with this! How could you just take the title that was already meant for me? And to top that off, you even had to take the name of the Heir of Salazar Slytherin! How dare you?", Draco spat at Malcolm who was still holding onto his neck that was assaulted by Draco's firm fingers.
"It was not my decision to take it. If they may, I would turn those titles down. You know very well that I don't want the attention and that I---"
"You DON'T want the attention? Did I hear that right?"
"Come on Draco, we wouldn't want the truth to come out, now do we. . . Not that I mind, but how about you? It will bring disgrace to YOUR name"
Lucius interrupted, "Stop it you two. Do you have to talk about that on Hogwarts' grounds? If anyone hears what you're talking about, you are both dead"
"I just don't see it why Malcolm gets everything and I don't", Draco said in a lowered voice.
"Because he IS the firstborn of course! He is older than you are and he has more experience than you do. If you just put down your guard and allow every thing planned to happen, then you wouldn't have to reach the point of almost killing each other"
"I hate him. . . he is just a child---his mother's child", Draco claimed with much disgust for Malcolm.
"Don't you even try to insult my mother again Draco or you'll be sorry about it", Malcolm warned Draco at once.
"But it's the truth Malcolm. Face it. You are an illegitimate child. You are born of sin and lust and all the wordly desir----"
*SLAP!*
A mighty hand of Lucius' hit Draco hard onto his pale skin. Draco glared at Lucius as he tried much to suppress his anger by not punching him in return.
"Give me some respect!", Lucius yelled at Draco.
Draco smirked maliciously at Lucius. "The truth hurts doesn't it? A child born out of sheer lust should never be accepted as a leader into the wizarding world. One as Malcolm should be disgraced---most especially that his father is a very prominent figure"
"Stop it Draco. You've said enough", Lucius snapped.
"Go on, side with him! Give him all you think is deserving of him. But truths can never be changed. You're a bastard Malcolm. You can never be considered a firstborn"
*SLAP!*
Lucius hit Draco once more with more force. Draco almost threw himself to the floor on the impact.
"One day Malcolm, the truth about your identity will be revealed. All your students will disgrace for having a bastard as their teacher", Draco continued with his insults.
"Not everyone Draco. Not everyone, as I did find a friend today"
"Dream on Malcolm"
Lucius cut in. "So you done with your insults for today? Maybe you could care to leave some for tomorrow and the days after that. I have to leave and I expect you two to behave properly. I don't want to hear anything from the Headmaster that you've been misbehaving"
"You love your son too much", Draco sarcastically said with too much hatred for Lucius.
"But of course Draco. I want the best for you", Lucius claimed sarcastically.
"Not me" Draco pointed to Malcolm. "THAT son"
Draco turned away and left Lucius with Malcolm outside Dumbledore's office.
"Such an ungrateful son Draco has become. He forgot the many things I did for him all these years", Lucius said to Malcolm.
"Why didn't you give him the whole of North? Draco can rule the wizards there. I've already much responsibility to shoulder", replied Malcolm.
"He isn't the firstborn. Why bother? Besides, his slyness can only bring the Dark Side to its end. The second firstborn is always the one who causes all the trouble"
"Why won't you just let people take it that he is firstborn? Besides, he is legally your first child"
Lucius patted Malcolm on his shoulder. "My son, don't worry about him. He will soon accept the fact that you are kin, and that only you have the right to inherit what once was mine. I have to go Malcolm. Look after your brother. He will soon make some desperate moves to get back at you"
Malcolm sighed and nodded. "I will Father. I will look after him"
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Morning came and the students from Gryffindor and Slytherin eagerly headed to their Defense Against the Dark Arts class. They heard that the new professor was already at Hogwarts and they wanted to see him as soon as they could.
Every one settled in their seats. Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Neville, sat way up in front with Harry to convince them to stay there. Since Harry was said to have defeated Voldemort, he always had the sheer fascination for the subject as he always got top marks.
On the other hand, Hermione sat shaking in her seat. She didn't want to meet Malcolm just yet. She hadn't gone over with the fact that they shared some intimate moments inside the library the night before.
Together with his cronies, Draco stayed way in the back with Crabbe and Goyle side-by-side Draco, just in case he made any moves against Malcolm.
Out from the door, Malcolm entered in full magnificence of his neatly pressed dark green robe that matched his beautiful, wavy, brown locks that reached to the side of his ears. Every girl was in awe to see him walk briskly towards the front of the room.
"Good morning class. I'm Professor Malcolm Trent, your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I'm very glad to teach all of you throughout your last year at Hogwarts", Malcolm claimed as he donned a beautiful smile on his handsome face.
Draco breathed on every second that he stayed inside the room. There was too much hate and disgust in him that it was near to impossible that he would listen to anything that Malcolm would say in class.
Hermione's heart was beating mad. Harry noticed at once, that he clutched Hermione's hand in his---much to surprise her as she recalled how it was before Malcolm kissed her.
"Mione, are you alright? You're cold", Said Harry with much concern in his face.
Ron peered over Harry's shoulder. "Mione, you okay? You look extremely pale. I reckon you be sent to the hospital wing at once. You seem sick to me"
Hermione closed her eyes and opened them again. She smiled faintly at them and replied, "I'm okay. Just a little cold I guess. I will be better in a while"
Malcolm's attention was caught by the murmuring the three did and so he asked, "What's wrong there?"
"Professor, Hermione's sick. I reckon I take her to the infirmary right now", Ron humbly stated to impress the new professor.
Malcolm drew himself nearer towards Hermione and clutched a hand over her shoulder. "Why won't you go to the infirmary now Ms. Granger. The school nurse shall see to it that you are given proper care"
The girls giggled among themselves at the display of Malcolm's concern for his students. Draco, on the other hand remained silent though he wanted to punch Malcolm in the face right then and there.
"I'm---I'm alright Professor. I can't miss any of my classes", replied Hermione with a shiver in her voice.
"But you seem sick and I reck---"
"Let her be Professor Trent. Granger said she does not want to be sent to the infirmary", Draco said from afar.
Hermione turned her head around at Draco in disbelief. Harry and Ron exchanged questioning looks.
"Very well then. . .", Malcolm mouthed in a seething voice.
Draco grinned smugly and resumed his position in his seat as he had sat straight to make his voice across the room.
The class went on quite smoothly with the new lesson at hand. Almost every one was enjoying their time with such a wise professor, when a female cry startled both Malcolm and Draco.
"Oh Merlin! Is this my Fate or is this just my luck?", Hermione remarked sarcastically though there was a hint of great pain in her voice.
The students were at the time having some practical application of the lesson that was just taught and Hermione was caught wounded by a spark that came to her direction from Neville's wand.
Malcolm immediately came over to where Hermoine was at as Draco watched from afar. Draco wanted to read Malcolm's moves and why all of a sudden why someone like his brother, who was considered just as cruel and heartless as he was, would have the heart to care for a Mudblood.
"See Ms. Granger? It's a sign. You need to take some rest. Besides, you stayed up quite late last night", Malcolm teased at Hermione who grew even more uncomfortable with him around.
From afar, Draco whispered to himself, "You've done it Malcolm. That's the end of it. I'm taking over". He glared evilly at his brother who was mending his student's wound.
A few minutes more passed and Draco noticed that Malcolm had gone out of the room. Harry and Ron were busy trying out the new blocking spells and charms, and so, Draco thought it was best to ruin someone's day. . .
"So, the Professor found his interest in a student. Fascinating isn't it Granger?" Draco whispered into Hermione's ear as she sat at one chair in the corner of the room.
"What are you talking about?", Hermione queried angrily.
"He likes you. Can't you see it? It's too obvious to deny"
"Not that I want to offend or anything, but Malfoy, you are the only student who thinks of it that way. Is it because that you've been eyeing us the whole time? I for one don't see it the way you do. But who cares! Draco Malfoy's mind works in mysterious ways". Hermione both lied and snapped at Draco the best she could have done at that moment, as she still was feeling sick.
Draco wasn't able to react and so he decided to walk away. . . Just when---
Draco walked back at Hermione and said, "We can go out of the room. I can treat you. You look awful so you might as well agree that I perform some spells on you"
Hermione's eyes shot wide in bewilderment. "What? You? You will do that? Oh no you don't! I don't trust you one bit. I can't be sure of my life if I let you perform some spells on me"
"Come on Granger! Here I am, trying to be noble in front of you, and then you'll just shoot me with those blunt words. Come on". Draco grabbed Hermione's arm and pulled her to the door. Hermione tried to struggle free. Too confused she was, Hermione forgot about asking Harry and Ron for help.
As soon as they were out of the room, Draco pushed Hermione towards the shadows.
"What are you doing Malfoy?"
"Just shut up"
Draco put out his wand from his pocket and flickered it once. Sparks were emitted from the tip of the wand towards Hermione.
Hermione felt unexplainable warmth run through her. After seconds realizing what was happening, Hermione saw Draco draw closer to her---too close that their face was just an inch away.
Hermione stiffened at once as she thought Draco would kiss her.
In truth, Draco was just supposed to whisper an incantation on Hermione's forehead, which was a part of the whole healing process.
"What are you two doing there? Come out here!" an authoritative voice ordered.
Draco stood in the light with Hermione following close.
"And what are you two doing THERE may I ask?", Malcolm inquired with envy flooding through him.
"Ummm, Professor, Malfoy was just doing a healing spell on me", Hermione justified.
"IN the SHADOWS?"
"Yes Professor. Malfoy didn't want anyone else to see what he was doing" Hermione could not believe that she was defending Malfoy. Somehow, she didn't want Malcolm to get jealous.
"Mr. Malfoy?", Malcolm referred to Draco to hear his side.
"Okay, PROFESSOR, we were out here since everyone else was busy inside and so we thought to sneak out in the dark as I've missed her so deeply and wanted to share some intimate moments with her. I was actually about to kiss her when you came", Draco smugly replied at the flabberghasted Malcolm.
"Very well. You go back inside and you shall serve detention tonight. I believe you both understand the reason why I have to impose consequences for your actions"
"Yes Sir", Draco replied as he thought to himself he won.
"But Sir, Malfoy was just conducting a healing spell on me! I swear!", Hermione retorted.
Draco went back inside with a triumphant grin on his face.
"Hermione, why didn't you tell me?", Malcolm asked.
"There is nothing Malcolm"
"For once I tell you, this is the first time I was ever scarred in the heart"
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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What can I say? That's the third chapter and I'm getting some interest in continuing this faster than any of my other fics. I decided to steer away from the original plot as I see it is very boring to read about a love story between friends as that is so passé. So anyway, I didn't really have the intention to twist this all up like that but a spark in my brain told me to do something with this. I saw it was wrong to put an element of truth from my own life into my fics as it is very biased and uncomely. So, this third chapter may seem very odd for the first one. But see, I think it will come out okay from this point. I swear I will never apply my life into my fics ever again! *nods firmly*
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