A/N: Thanks, as always to:AlanPatty07, THE BOOT OF MANY MOODS,
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Yes! We had a snow day today! Lol.. Time to celebrate!!
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Onto the show!! **************************************************
Draco's POV
"Go to Dumbledore!!" Hermione pressed for the millionth time. I sighed exasperatedly. I DID NOT need that old coot's help, thank you very much. Hermione had been urging me to go to Dumbledore ever since she read that letter. I was starting to have regrets about telling her what was bothering me. I heard Hermione sigh beside me as we walked to double potions. "Can't you just ignore that Malfoy pride for a few seconds and maybe accept the fact that you need help??" Hermione cried despairingly.
I growled. "First of all, I don't need help in any way shape or form. Second of all, I DO NOT have any Malfoy pride, okay?" I ended the conversation abruptly as we reached the wooden door leading to Snape's classroom. We walked to our usual seats, me next to Crabbe, and her next to Potter. "Today we will be learning about the Revini Extract Potion that.." I ignored him from then on. I concentrated on my thoughts about the tomorrow Hogsmeade meet with my father and Hermione. "MR. MALFOY!!" Snape barked, shaking me out of my stupor. "WERE YOU LISTENING AT ALL??" He shouted. I winced a bit, not being used to his yelling at ME.
"Um.. no." I mumbled, bracing myself for another one of his yelling fits.
He smiled a crude smile. "Then will you please tell me WHAT you were thinking about while we were discussing the pros and cons of a revival potion?"
I took a glance at Hermione. She was so pretty right about now, with her cheeks flushed from her potion's steam and her hair in a messy bun, but I had better things to think about right now. I think Snape saw this motion.
"You know what? I don't think I want to know." He answered for himself as he glided back to his desk. I could swear I saw him shudder.
Hermione's POV
I sat next to Draco in the prefect common room as we took our lunch break. "You are so lucky he let you slide like that!" I cried poking him in the chest.
He smirked and shrugged. "I guess Snape has a soft spot for Slytherins like me."
I rolled my eyes. "No, really?" I asked sarcastically.
We ate our lunches in silence. Me with a potato salad and Draco with his humongous sandwich. I watched as he finished the last bites of his lunch and rolled the wrapper into a ball. He lazily threw it up and caught it in an easy fashion. I couldn't help but admire his graceful body. Then I broke the silence.
"Will you please go to Dumbledore about that letter??" I asked pleadingly. His eyes darkened at the thought. "No."
I put my potato salad down. Maybe I had to loosen him up a little. It wasn't my style, but at least I could try. I slid myself onto his lap and straddled him as I put my arms around his neck. His eyes widened at my bold movements. I played with a lock of his hair as I leaned into his ear. "Please?" I whispered, letting my breath tickle his neck. I felt him shudder slightly.
"Your starting to sound like Pansy, and it's turning me off." He mumbled. Despite his words, I could tell I was having the complete opposite effect on him. His hands traveled along my waist as he leaned in to kiss me. I put my fingers on his lips to stop him. "You have to promise to go to Dumbledore. I'm worried for you." I stated calmly. He made a muffled sort of noise. "For me?" I whispered against his cheek. I took my fingers of his lips.
"I do a lot of things for you, and your damn lucky I'm actually going to listen to you this time." With that, he kissed me. I took that as a yes. The kiss was long and sensual, feeling his fingertips touch my waist. Of course, as always, someone ALWAYS had to ruin the moment. Greg Laity, Hufflepuff prefect, came marching in without even KNOCKING. Shows how much civilized sense a dimwit Hufflepuff had, if I wanted to think like a Slytherin. "Oh! I am so sorry! I-I didn't mean to! Really!" All that time he seemed to be looking frightfully at Draco. He hurriedly rushed out almost tripping over a loose wooden board on the floor. When he was gone, I turned to my boyfriend.
"That was all your fault, the way he looked terrified." I said accusingly.
He shrugged. "Hey, I can't help it if I have presence."
Draco's POV
As I had promised to Hermione, I went to Dumbledore that night after dinner. "Gummy Bears." I muttered to the statue guarding Dumbledore's office. Almost instantly, the staircase started moving as I stepped onto it and stopped right outside his door. "Come in Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore boomed from inside. How he knew I was there, I would never know. I cautiously stepped inside and seated myself in a plush royal purple armchair facing him. "What would you like to discuss?" He asked me.
"To the point." I muttered as I flung the letter to him. He caught it offhandedly and unfolded the letter. I watched as his eyes scanned the words back and forth. I didn't see him even twitch in surprise. He suddenly looked up. "Well Mr. Malfoy, I guess we'll be seeing your father this weekend, won't we? Now out! You have prefect duties to fulfill!" I didn't bother telling him this was my night off. I hurriedly rushed out of his office and downstairs into my dormitory.
"Nirvana" I muttered. I flopped into my bed without even washing up. I needed my energy. Tomorrow was going to be a loooong day.
The Next Day
Hermione's POV
"Can I go??" I begged. Draco shook his head. "No. It's too dangerous."
I looked up at him. "Please, please, please, please, please?? With a cherry and chocolate sprinkles on top??" I offered. He looked me square in the eye. "No."
"Why not??" I asked for the hundredth time, already knowing the answer. He gave me a look. It was one of MY looks.
"And even if I DID let you, Dumbledore would've disapproved anyways." He said, adding to my disappointment. I folded my arms and huffed my way to the Gryffindor table for breakfast. "SOMEONE looks depressed." Ron commented through his mouthful of food.
"HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU, RON?? CHEWING AND TALKING WITH YOUR MOUTH OPEN IS DISGUSTING!!!" Ginny screeched from beside him.
He smiled innocently and continued shoveling food into his mouth. "Draco won't let me come with him to see Lucius." I pouted, staring at my eggs and bacon.
"Well, for once in his life, I think that ferret boy actually made a good decision." Harry commented. "It's awfully dangerous. And there's a great chance he's going to be having one of his awful tempers."
Yeah, what he said." Ron agreed. I rolled my eyes and ignored him. "But I don't want to miss out on the excitement!" I said.
Harry raised his eyebrows at me. "Considering all that we went through together, I would say that we had enough excitement to last us at least two lifetimes. Come to think of it, we faced Dementors, Death Eaters, Unforgivable Curses, Baskilisks, Three Headed Dogs.." He ticked off with his fingers. I realized he had a point.
"Fine, fine. You win." I sighed reluctantly.
A few minutes later, Professor McGonagall came up to our table. "Ms. Granger, the headmaster would like to see you."
I hurriedly got out of my seat, not bothering to clean up my plate, taking for granted the fact that house elves were going to do it for me. I rushed into the headmaster's office, nearly knocking over a poor second year on the way carrying bundle of eggs for the kitchen elves. I was fidgeting in curiosity by the time I reached the door to his office. "Come in Ms. Granger." I entered slowly; surprised that Draco was also seated in one of the plush purple armchairs.
"Let me get to the point. We will be meeting Draco's father in approximately an hour, as you probably already know." He said nodding towards me. I nodded in understanding back. "Well, I would like to question you, Ms. Granger, whether or not you would like to join us on our.. visit with Draco's father." This was the chance I was waiting for!
"Yes!!" I cried eagerly.
"Wha-what??" Draco sputtered. "She can't! It's too dangerous!" He argued.
"Now, now, Mr. Malfoy. I'm sure Ms. Granger is old enough to decide for herself whether she wants to go or not. I have a feeling that we might need you in some ways. But I must warn you, it might become a wee bit dangerous." He added.
"A wee bit.. right.." Draco scoffed from beside me. I elbowed him when Dumbledore turned around to feed Fawkes. I looked at him with begging eyes. "Don't look at me like that!" He whispered. "What?? It IS dangerous." He stopped, trying to ignore my look. But he was softer than you thought. "Okay! Fine! Come with us! Just stop looking at me like that!" He grumbled.
I smiled triumphantly as Dumbledore turned back around. "It's settled then?" We nodded. "Fine. Meet me at the front entrance at a quarter to two. I'll trust you not to be late. Now off you go!" He ushered us out. As we walked back out into the main corridor, Draco turned to me. "Why are you ALWAYS able to convince me to your side??" He whined. I turned and gave him a peck on his cheek.
"You might THINK your tough, but inside, you're really a soft old marshmallow." I poked him in the stomach. I turned away walking up to the common room, laughing to myself, remembering the look on his face when I said that.
Draco's POV
It was a quarter to two and I was waiting in the front entrance. I STILL hadn't forgiven Hermione what she said about me having the personality of a marshmallow. Dumbledore and Hermione suddenly came into view, chatting about something or another. In one hand, Dumbledore was holding his eleven inch dark ebony wand. In the other hand, he was holding some sort of sugary sweet. "Gummy bear, Mr. Malfoy? They're this fantastic new muggle candy that I just found out about." I shook my head and grimaced. Call me whatever you want, but I was not a fan of candy.
We walked outside and then turned silently onto an old cobblestone pathway that led to Hogsmeade. It was a cloudy day, and the tall, deserted, dark building, the Shrieking Shack, loomed in the distance. I touched my wand in my back pocket for comfort. Hermione gripped my arm tightly as we approached closer. Damn, how much I wished I were back in Velerios High. Suddenly I realized we were right in front of a door made of rotting old wood. Dumbledore creaked it open slowly. I stepped in first, followed closely by Dumbledore and Hermione with our wands drawn.
"Draco.. I see you've brought some friends.." A gravelly voice suddenly spoke a few feet ahead. "Lumos." I muttered. A white circle of light formed around my wand as I noticed my father sitting on a dusty scarlet couch with a malignant smile on his face. I would've grimaced from the dust if I had not been so terrified. His white blonde hair seemed to glow with an evil presence. "I guess you shall be waving your fortune AND title goodbye, won't you boy?" My father announced eyeing the two presences behind me with a sneer of lack of interest. Just then, Dumbledore stepped out of the shadow.
For a second there, I think I saw fear flash before my eyes, but a millisecond later, they hardened in gray shields. "HAH! Dumbledore! You think you can save my son and his little mudblood girlfriend's fate??!!" He barked.
Dumbledore's POV
I looked him coolly in the eye, unfazed. It was former students like these who were a waster of my time and a grind on my nerves. "Yes.. yes I do. I THINK I managed to conquer Tom Riddle more than once, so you'll probably be a piece of shepherd's pie." I shrugged. I got the satisfaction of seeing him look insulted.
"YOU FOOL!! YOUR MAD!! YOU THINK YOU'RE MORE POWERFUL THAN ME??" Lucius screamed.
"Obviously.." I said rolling my eyes. "You couldn't even cast an Accio charm right, in the seventh year." I offered. "Gummy bear?" I held out a half full package off gummy bears. He pulled it out of my hand and threw it on the floor. "I DON'T WANT SOME DAMNED GUMMY BEARS RIGHT NOW!!" Then he calmed down. "I would THINK you had enough sense to see that THIS IS NOT THE TIME." He raged.
"Yes, well, despite that, that was a bit rude. I would think that our professors taught our students more manners than that."
"F-FUCK YOU BASTARD!!! HOW D-DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT!!" He roared.
"And daresay, watch that tongue of yours!!"
"CRUCIO!!!!!!!!!" I could see that his temper finally snapped, but I was more than ready. I had the best reflexes, if I say so myself, so I dodged that one with a reflecting charm quite easily. And the curse bounced back and squarely hit him in the chest. As Lucius started screaming in pain, I smiled triumphantly to myself. "Merlin's beard, this was easier than I thought. Your father needs some practice with that wand of his." I said calmly to a white faced Mr. Malfoy. Ms. Granger, on the other hand, seemed to have fainted dead away. I sighed. I KNEW I shouldn't have taken her along. "Ennervate." I muttered. She sat up and blinked slowly, rubbing her eyes. Now it was time to get back to Lucius.
He was breathing deeply and convulsing in pain. I really wasn't a fan of violent deaths and pain and all that nonsense, but he deserved it. I lifted the curse. "Are you done?" I asked, inspecting my nails. Hmm.. one seemed to be a bit chipped. I'd file it later.
"WHAA-" That was all he said before I had him bound in magical ropes. "Wingardium Leviosa." I muttered lifting him up in a flat position and throwing an invisibility cloak over him so villagers wouldn't find it strange that Lucius Malfoy was floating stiffly in air, bound in magical ropes.
Draco's POV
Let me update my idol list. Now it was Anna, Snape, AND Dumbledore. The way he handled it made it look like Colin Creevy could handle it with one arm tied behind his back. I was exaggerating, but you get the picture. Dumbledore waved jauntily to a few passer-bys as we made our way back to the Hogwarts castle with a floating, invisible and bound, Lucius Malfoy in front of us. I would've laughed at the whole situation if I hadn't been so shocked. Hermione was walking stiffly beside me as she clutched my arm. "I didn't know Dumbledore was soo.. TALENTED." She whispered. All I could do was nod.
We entered the Hogwarts Castle and approached his office. I was surprised to find Snape waiting patiently by the window. "Severus?" Dumbledore asked.
"I have ministry officials and guards waiting right outside the back entrance. They have dementors with them, so watch out." Snape said gravely. How they managed to communicate like this with no visible connection was going to puzzle me forever.
"Thank you." With that, he uncovered my squirming father. "Lucius, take a look at yourself. Was this how you wanted yourself to turn out?" Dumbledore asked as he rubbed his temples. All my father could do was give him his signature death glare. "Severus, take him downstairs." Dumbledore said. He nodded and was off with my father still floating ahead of him.
When this was all settled and done, I sat down on an armchair facing Headmaster Dumbledore. Hermione had gone back up to her room to rest from this exhausting day. "You DO know that your father is most likely going to Azkaban for many obvious reasons." Dumbledore said, breaking the room's silence. I nodded, unfeeling. This was my father's fate. I had known and accepted it long before this happened.
"Do you have any questions? Maybe you'd like to tell me something?" Dumbledore asked. I shook my head. "Fine, you may go. But come to me if you have any other problems you might need to sort out." He said. "Gummy bear??" He opened a new package just as I was getting up. I sighed and nodded, holding out my hand. This man was NEVER going to stop offering me gummy bears until I accepted, was he?? He smiled with his twinkling blue eyes, and gave me a handful of them. I stepped out of his office and into the hall.
"What the heck." I muttered to myself as I popped a green one into my mouth. Hey, they weren't so bad after all.
The future didn't look too bad either, I observed as I walked past the floor length windows still streaming with the afternoon sunlight.
A/N: It's not the end.. Yes, I know. The whole Lucius part was kind of short because I'm not that good with all that theatrics and drama stuff. Well, I hope you liked it. Please review!
Yes! We had a snow day today! Lol.. Time to celebrate!!
Don't sue me for fluff please!
Onto the show!! **************************************************
Draco's POV
"Go to Dumbledore!!" Hermione pressed for the millionth time. I sighed exasperatedly. I DID NOT need that old coot's help, thank you very much. Hermione had been urging me to go to Dumbledore ever since she read that letter. I was starting to have regrets about telling her what was bothering me. I heard Hermione sigh beside me as we walked to double potions. "Can't you just ignore that Malfoy pride for a few seconds and maybe accept the fact that you need help??" Hermione cried despairingly.
I growled. "First of all, I don't need help in any way shape or form. Second of all, I DO NOT have any Malfoy pride, okay?" I ended the conversation abruptly as we reached the wooden door leading to Snape's classroom. We walked to our usual seats, me next to Crabbe, and her next to Potter. "Today we will be learning about the Revini Extract Potion that.." I ignored him from then on. I concentrated on my thoughts about the tomorrow Hogsmeade meet with my father and Hermione. "MR. MALFOY!!" Snape barked, shaking me out of my stupor. "WERE YOU LISTENING AT ALL??" He shouted. I winced a bit, not being used to his yelling at ME.
"Um.. no." I mumbled, bracing myself for another one of his yelling fits.
He smiled a crude smile. "Then will you please tell me WHAT you were thinking about while we were discussing the pros and cons of a revival potion?"
I took a glance at Hermione. She was so pretty right about now, with her cheeks flushed from her potion's steam and her hair in a messy bun, but I had better things to think about right now. I think Snape saw this motion.
"You know what? I don't think I want to know." He answered for himself as he glided back to his desk. I could swear I saw him shudder.
Hermione's POV
I sat next to Draco in the prefect common room as we took our lunch break. "You are so lucky he let you slide like that!" I cried poking him in the chest.
He smirked and shrugged. "I guess Snape has a soft spot for Slytherins like me."
I rolled my eyes. "No, really?" I asked sarcastically.
We ate our lunches in silence. Me with a potato salad and Draco with his humongous sandwich. I watched as he finished the last bites of his lunch and rolled the wrapper into a ball. He lazily threw it up and caught it in an easy fashion. I couldn't help but admire his graceful body. Then I broke the silence.
"Will you please go to Dumbledore about that letter??" I asked pleadingly. His eyes darkened at the thought. "No."
I put my potato salad down. Maybe I had to loosen him up a little. It wasn't my style, but at least I could try. I slid myself onto his lap and straddled him as I put my arms around his neck. His eyes widened at my bold movements. I played with a lock of his hair as I leaned into his ear. "Please?" I whispered, letting my breath tickle his neck. I felt him shudder slightly.
"Your starting to sound like Pansy, and it's turning me off." He mumbled. Despite his words, I could tell I was having the complete opposite effect on him. His hands traveled along my waist as he leaned in to kiss me. I put my fingers on his lips to stop him. "You have to promise to go to Dumbledore. I'm worried for you." I stated calmly. He made a muffled sort of noise. "For me?" I whispered against his cheek. I took my fingers of his lips.
"I do a lot of things for you, and your damn lucky I'm actually going to listen to you this time." With that, he kissed me. I took that as a yes. The kiss was long and sensual, feeling his fingertips touch my waist. Of course, as always, someone ALWAYS had to ruin the moment. Greg Laity, Hufflepuff prefect, came marching in without even KNOCKING. Shows how much civilized sense a dimwit Hufflepuff had, if I wanted to think like a Slytherin. "Oh! I am so sorry! I-I didn't mean to! Really!" All that time he seemed to be looking frightfully at Draco. He hurriedly rushed out almost tripping over a loose wooden board on the floor. When he was gone, I turned to my boyfriend.
"That was all your fault, the way he looked terrified." I said accusingly.
He shrugged. "Hey, I can't help it if I have presence."
Draco's POV
As I had promised to Hermione, I went to Dumbledore that night after dinner. "Gummy Bears." I muttered to the statue guarding Dumbledore's office. Almost instantly, the staircase started moving as I stepped onto it and stopped right outside his door. "Come in Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore boomed from inside. How he knew I was there, I would never know. I cautiously stepped inside and seated myself in a plush royal purple armchair facing him. "What would you like to discuss?" He asked me.
"To the point." I muttered as I flung the letter to him. He caught it offhandedly and unfolded the letter. I watched as his eyes scanned the words back and forth. I didn't see him even twitch in surprise. He suddenly looked up. "Well Mr. Malfoy, I guess we'll be seeing your father this weekend, won't we? Now out! You have prefect duties to fulfill!" I didn't bother telling him this was my night off. I hurriedly rushed out of his office and downstairs into my dormitory.
"Nirvana" I muttered. I flopped into my bed without even washing up. I needed my energy. Tomorrow was going to be a loooong day.
The Next Day
Hermione's POV
"Can I go??" I begged. Draco shook his head. "No. It's too dangerous."
I looked up at him. "Please, please, please, please, please?? With a cherry and chocolate sprinkles on top??" I offered. He looked me square in the eye. "No."
"Why not??" I asked for the hundredth time, already knowing the answer. He gave me a look. It was one of MY looks.
"And even if I DID let you, Dumbledore would've disapproved anyways." He said, adding to my disappointment. I folded my arms and huffed my way to the Gryffindor table for breakfast. "SOMEONE looks depressed." Ron commented through his mouthful of food.
"HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU, RON?? CHEWING AND TALKING WITH YOUR MOUTH OPEN IS DISGUSTING!!!" Ginny screeched from beside him.
He smiled innocently and continued shoveling food into his mouth. "Draco won't let me come with him to see Lucius." I pouted, staring at my eggs and bacon.
"Well, for once in his life, I think that ferret boy actually made a good decision." Harry commented. "It's awfully dangerous. And there's a great chance he's going to be having one of his awful tempers."
Yeah, what he said." Ron agreed. I rolled my eyes and ignored him. "But I don't want to miss out on the excitement!" I said.
Harry raised his eyebrows at me. "Considering all that we went through together, I would say that we had enough excitement to last us at least two lifetimes. Come to think of it, we faced Dementors, Death Eaters, Unforgivable Curses, Baskilisks, Three Headed Dogs.." He ticked off with his fingers. I realized he had a point.
"Fine, fine. You win." I sighed reluctantly.
A few minutes later, Professor McGonagall came up to our table. "Ms. Granger, the headmaster would like to see you."
I hurriedly got out of my seat, not bothering to clean up my plate, taking for granted the fact that house elves were going to do it for me. I rushed into the headmaster's office, nearly knocking over a poor second year on the way carrying bundle of eggs for the kitchen elves. I was fidgeting in curiosity by the time I reached the door to his office. "Come in Ms. Granger." I entered slowly; surprised that Draco was also seated in one of the plush purple armchairs.
"Let me get to the point. We will be meeting Draco's father in approximately an hour, as you probably already know." He said nodding towards me. I nodded in understanding back. "Well, I would like to question you, Ms. Granger, whether or not you would like to join us on our.. visit with Draco's father." This was the chance I was waiting for!
"Yes!!" I cried eagerly.
"Wha-what??" Draco sputtered. "She can't! It's too dangerous!" He argued.
"Now, now, Mr. Malfoy. I'm sure Ms. Granger is old enough to decide for herself whether she wants to go or not. I have a feeling that we might need you in some ways. But I must warn you, it might become a wee bit dangerous." He added.
"A wee bit.. right.." Draco scoffed from beside me. I elbowed him when Dumbledore turned around to feed Fawkes. I looked at him with begging eyes. "Don't look at me like that!" He whispered. "What?? It IS dangerous." He stopped, trying to ignore my look. But he was softer than you thought. "Okay! Fine! Come with us! Just stop looking at me like that!" He grumbled.
I smiled triumphantly as Dumbledore turned back around. "It's settled then?" We nodded. "Fine. Meet me at the front entrance at a quarter to two. I'll trust you not to be late. Now off you go!" He ushered us out. As we walked back out into the main corridor, Draco turned to me. "Why are you ALWAYS able to convince me to your side??" He whined. I turned and gave him a peck on his cheek.
"You might THINK your tough, but inside, you're really a soft old marshmallow." I poked him in the stomach. I turned away walking up to the common room, laughing to myself, remembering the look on his face when I said that.
Draco's POV
It was a quarter to two and I was waiting in the front entrance. I STILL hadn't forgiven Hermione what she said about me having the personality of a marshmallow. Dumbledore and Hermione suddenly came into view, chatting about something or another. In one hand, Dumbledore was holding his eleven inch dark ebony wand. In the other hand, he was holding some sort of sugary sweet. "Gummy bear, Mr. Malfoy? They're this fantastic new muggle candy that I just found out about." I shook my head and grimaced. Call me whatever you want, but I was not a fan of candy.
We walked outside and then turned silently onto an old cobblestone pathway that led to Hogsmeade. It was a cloudy day, and the tall, deserted, dark building, the Shrieking Shack, loomed in the distance. I touched my wand in my back pocket for comfort. Hermione gripped my arm tightly as we approached closer. Damn, how much I wished I were back in Velerios High. Suddenly I realized we were right in front of a door made of rotting old wood. Dumbledore creaked it open slowly. I stepped in first, followed closely by Dumbledore and Hermione with our wands drawn.
"Draco.. I see you've brought some friends.." A gravelly voice suddenly spoke a few feet ahead. "Lumos." I muttered. A white circle of light formed around my wand as I noticed my father sitting on a dusty scarlet couch with a malignant smile on his face. I would've grimaced from the dust if I had not been so terrified. His white blonde hair seemed to glow with an evil presence. "I guess you shall be waving your fortune AND title goodbye, won't you boy?" My father announced eyeing the two presences behind me with a sneer of lack of interest. Just then, Dumbledore stepped out of the shadow.
For a second there, I think I saw fear flash before my eyes, but a millisecond later, they hardened in gray shields. "HAH! Dumbledore! You think you can save my son and his little mudblood girlfriend's fate??!!" He barked.
Dumbledore's POV
I looked him coolly in the eye, unfazed. It was former students like these who were a waster of my time and a grind on my nerves. "Yes.. yes I do. I THINK I managed to conquer Tom Riddle more than once, so you'll probably be a piece of shepherd's pie." I shrugged. I got the satisfaction of seeing him look insulted.
"YOU FOOL!! YOUR MAD!! YOU THINK YOU'RE MORE POWERFUL THAN ME??" Lucius screamed.
"Obviously.." I said rolling my eyes. "You couldn't even cast an Accio charm right, in the seventh year." I offered. "Gummy bear?" I held out a half full package off gummy bears. He pulled it out of my hand and threw it on the floor. "I DON'T WANT SOME DAMNED GUMMY BEARS RIGHT NOW!!" Then he calmed down. "I would THINK you had enough sense to see that THIS IS NOT THE TIME." He raged.
"Yes, well, despite that, that was a bit rude. I would think that our professors taught our students more manners than that."
"F-FUCK YOU BASTARD!!! HOW D-DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT!!" He roared.
"And daresay, watch that tongue of yours!!"
"CRUCIO!!!!!!!!!" I could see that his temper finally snapped, but I was more than ready. I had the best reflexes, if I say so myself, so I dodged that one with a reflecting charm quite easily. And the curse bounced back and squarely hit him in the chest. As Lucius started screaming in pain, I smiled triumphantly to myself. "Merlin's beard, this was easier than I thought. Your father needs some practice with that wand of his." I said calmly to a white faced Mr. Malfoy. Ms. Granger, on the other hand, seemed to have fainted dead away. I sighed. I KNEW I shouldn't have taken her along. "Ennervate." I muttered. She sat up and blinked slowly, rubbing her eyes. Now it was time to get back to Lucius.
He was breathing deeply and convulsing in pain. I really wasn't a fan of violent deaths and pain and all that nonsense, but he deserved it. I lifted the curse. "Are you done?" I asked, inspecting my nails. Hmm.. one seemed to be a bit chipped. I'd file it later.
"WHAA-" That was all he said before I had him bound in magical ropes. "Wingardium Leviosa." I muttered lifting him up in a flat position and throwing an invisibility cloak over him so villagers wouldn't find it strange that Lucius Malfoy was floating stiffly in air, bound in magical ropes.
Draco's POV
Let me update my idol list. Now it was Anna, Snape, AND Dumbledore. The way he handled it made it look like Colin Creevy could handle it with one arm tied behind his back. I was exaggerating, but you get the picture. Dumbledore waved jauntily to a few passer-bys as we made our way back to the Hogwarts castle with a floating, invisible and bound, Lucius Malfoy in front of us. I would've laughed at the whole situation if I hadn't been so shocked. Hermione was walking stiffly beside me as she clutched my arm. "I didn't know Dumbledore was soo.. TALENTED." She whispered. All I could do was nod.
We entered the Hogwarts Castle and approached his office. I was surprised to find Snape waiting patiently by the window. "Severus?" Dumbledore asked.
"I have ministry officials and guards waiting right outside the back entrance. They have dementors with them, so watch out." Snape said gravely. How they managed to communicate like this with no visible connection was going to puzzle me forever.
"Thank you." With that, he uncovered my squirming father. "Lucius, take a look at yourself. Was this how you wanted yourself to turn out?" Dumbledore asked as he rubbed his temples. All my father could do was give him his signature death glare. "Severus, take him downstairs." Dumbledore said. He nodded and was off with my father still floating ahead of him.
When this was all settled and done, I sat down on an armchair facing Headmaster Dumbledore. Hermione had gone back up to her room to rest from this exhausting day. "You DO know that your father is most likely going to Azkaban for many obvious reasons." Dumbledore said, breaking the room's silence. I nodded, unfeeling. This was my father's fate. I had known and accepted it long before this happened.
"Do you have any questions? Maybe you'd like to tell me something?" Dumbledore asked. I shook my head. "Fine, you may go. But come to me if you have any other problems you might need to sort out." He said. "Gummy bear??" He opened a new package just as I was getting up. I sighed and nodded, holding out my hand. This man was NEVER going to stop offering me gummy bears until I accepted, was he?? He smiled with his twinkling blue eyes, and gave me a handful of them. I stepped out of his office and into the hall.
"What the heck." I muttered to myself as I popped a green one into my mouth. Hey, they weren't so bad after all.
The future didn't look too bad either, I observed as I walked past the floor length windows still streaming with the afternoon sunlight.
A/N: It's not the end.. Yes, I know. The whole Lucius part was kind of short because I'm not that good with all that theatrics and drama stuff. Well, I hope you liked it. Please review!