Name- Elizabeth
Title- Gwendoylen's Year
House- Gryfinndor
Chapter 15- Draco Tells All
Gwen avoided Harry and Ron's glares. She followed Draco outside. They finally stopped at the lake.
" My parents are splitting," he said as soon as Gwen sat down beside him.
" Really?" Gwen blurted out.
" Mum told me when I visited today. She's moving to my grandparents' manor tomorrow." Draco actually looked upset.
" What's so bad about that?" Gwen asked sympathetically.
" I know that my dad would try to hurt her." Draco threw a rock into the lake. " I hate my father."
Gwen was rather shocked. She had always believed that Draco liked his father. Draco must have seen the look on her face.
" I can't stand the bloody man!" Draco said in disgust. " He tried to get me to join Voldemort over the summer, and I told mum, and this is how the whole thing got started." Draco looked at the lake.
" You did the right thing." Gwen told Draco.
" At least I can be as nice as can be around you. And Ginny."
" How are things between you?" Gwen asked politely.
" I think she likes me. I told her that I didn't have feelings for her like that. She actually understood."
" I'm glad she did. So," Gwen looked at Draco, " who do you like?"
" Not telling." Draco said with a smirk.
" Tell." Gwen said demandingly.
" I'm not telling you, until Christmas." Draco looked at his watch. " Well, look at the time. I'm sure Weasley and Potter would like to talk to you." Draco got up and helped Gwen up.
" Fine." Gwen pouted.
The two of them walked back to the castle. When they reached the place where the two would part, they stopped.
" I'll see you later." Gwen said.
" Bye."
Gwen nearly ran to Gryfinndor Tower. She said the password, " Twinkle Ice", and hurried into the Common Room. She went over to where Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting.
" How was it?" Harry asked sarcastically.
" Fine. You know what? I think I'll find George." Gwen said rather cruelly.
Harry and Ron both looked furious.
" That's okay." Hermione said, glaring at the boys.
" Well, Draco just told me something." Gwen glanced at Harry and Ron, to make sure they were paying attention. " Draco isn't a Death Eater. He avoided the whole mess this summer."
" What?!" Harry and Ron both exclaimed.
" He can be a Death Eater at this age?" Hermione asked quizzically.
" On your fifteenth birthday, children of Death Eaters must chose death or join Voldemort." Gwen explained. She laughed at Ron when he flinched. " Honestly, it's just a name. I don't see why you are so afraid of it."
" Draco avoided it with help from his mum. She took him out of the country during summer and had Ministry Officials…" Gwen stooped in mid-sentence.
" What?" Ron asked.
" That's why the Ministry must have been attacked. They were keeping watch on Draco, so Voldemort had to make sure that he could get him. That's why his mum is leaving his father. She knows that if she leaves Draco's father, they can't force Draco to join them, unless he wants to." Gwen took a breath.
" Wow." Harry said.
" So this means that Malfoy can be nice?" Hermione said thoughtfully.
" Well, he can be nice, but he won't be nice to everyone."
" So that's why he hasn't been around Crabbe and Goyle a lot." Ron stated.
" I guess so." Gwen looked at her watch. " I better go and talk to George."
She walked over to where the twins and Lee Jordan were sitting.
" Hello, Wendie." Lee said as she sat down.
" Don't call me that." Gwen glared.
" I'm off." Lee retreated to the boys' dormitory.
" I'm going to talk to," Fred looked around the room, " Colin."
" Hi." George said.
" Hi. Did you have fun in Hogsmeade?" Gwen asked politely.
" Yeah. Fred and I went to the joke shop. What did you do?"
" I went exploring with Harry, Ron, and Hermione."
" Must have been fun." George said gloomily.
" What's wrong?" Gwen asked in concern.
" I think that we aren't exactly getting along. You know, since we're always talking like we're afraid to talk."
" Oh, well, I'm sorry. I just have loads of things on my mind. Like Voldemort, my aunt, Draco's worrying me, and Quidditch. You know we have to play Slytherin in the next match, don't you?" Gwen looked at George's confused expression.
" You haven't told us."
" Fudge!" Gwen smacked her head. " I forgot all about it. We only have two weeks to prepare. Tomorrow is Sunday, so be at the Quidditch field at 6:00 sharp." Gwen ran and told all of the other players. After getting remarks like, " You are just as bad as Oliver", and, " Well, there goes my morning", Gwen went to her dormitory and climbed into her bed.
A.N.- Sorry about the short chapter, I'll write more next time. Please R&R. Thanks!
Title- Gwendoylen's Year
House- Gryfinndor
Chapter 15- Draco Tells All
Gwen avoided Harry and Ron's glares. She followed Draco outside. They finally stopped at the lake.
" My parents are splitting," he said as soon as Gwen sat down beside him.
" Really?" Gwen blurted out.
" Mum told me when I visited today. She's moving to my grandparents' manor tomorrow." Draco actually looked upset.
" What's so bad about that?" Gwen asked sympathetically.
" I know that my dad would try to hurt her." Draco threw a rock into the lake. " I hate my father."
Gwen was rather shocked. She had always believed that Draco liked his father. Draco must have seen the look on her face.
" I can't stand the bloody man!" Draco said in disgust. " He tried to get me to join Voldemort over the summer, and I told mum, and this is how the whole thing got started." Draco looked at the lake.
" You did the right thing." Gwen told Draco.
" At least I can be as nice as can be around you. And Ginny."
" How are things between you?" Gwen asked politely.
" I think she likes me. I told her that I didn't have feelings for her like that. She actually understood."
" I'm glad she did. So," Gwen looked at Draco, " who do you like?"
" Not telling." Draco said with a smirk.
" Tell." Gwen said demandingly.
" I'm not telling you, until Christmas." Draco looked at his watch. " Well, look at the time. I'm sure Weasley and Potter would like to talk to you." Draco got up and helped Gwen up.
" Fine." Gwen pouted.
The two of them walked back to the castle. When they reached the place where the two would part, they stopped.
" I'll see you later." Gwen said.
" Bye."
Gwen nearly ran to Gryfinndor Tower. She said the password, " Twinkle Ice", and hurried into the Common Room. She went over to where Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting.
" How was it?" Harry asked sarcastically.
" Fine. You know what? I think I'll find George." Gwen said rather cruelly.
Harry and Ron both looked furious.
" That's okay." Hermione said, glaring at the boys.
" Well, Draco just told me something." Gwen glanced at Harry and Ron, to make sure they were paying attention. " Draco isn't a Death Eater. He avoided the whole mess this summer."
" What?!" Harry and Ron both exclaimed.
" He can be a Death Eater at this age?" Hermione asked quizzically.
" On your fifteenth birthday, children of Death Eaters must chose death or join Voldemort." Gwen explained. She laughed at Ron when he flinched. " Honestly, it's just a name. I don't see why you are so afraid of it."
" Draco avoided it with help from his mum. She took him out of the country during summer and had Ministry Officials…" Gwen stooped in mid-sentence.
" What?" Ron asked.
" That's why the Ministry must have been attacked. They were keeping watch on Draco, so Voldemort had to make sure that he could get him. That's why his mum is leaving his father. She knows that if she leaves Draco's father, they can't force Draco to join them, unless he wants to." Gwen took a breath.
" Wow." Harry said.
" So this means that Malfoy can be nice?" Hermione said thoughtfully.
" Well, he can be nice, but he won't be nice to everyone."
" So that's why he hasn't been around Crabbe and Goyle a lot." Ron stated.
" I guess so." Gwen looked at her watch. " I better go and talk to George."
She walked over to where the twins and Lee Jordan were sitting.
" Hello, Wendie." Lee said as she sat down.
" Don't call me that." Gwen glared.
" I'm off." Lee retreated to the boys' dormitory.
" I'm going to talk to," Fred looked around the room, " Colin."
" Hi." George said.
" Hi. Did you have fun in Hogsmeade?" Gwen asked politely.
" Yeah. Fred and I went to the joke shop. What did you do?"
" I went exploring with Harry, Ron, and Hermione."
" Must have been fun." George said gloomily.
" What's wrong?" Gwen asked in concern.
" I think that we aren't exactly getting along. You know, since we're always talking like we're afraid to talk."
" Oh, well, I'm sorry. I just have loads of things on my mind. Like Voldemort, my aunt, Draco's worrying me, and Quidditch. You know we have to play Slytherin in the next match, don't you?" Gwen looked at George's confused expression.
" You haven't told us."
" Fudge!" Gwen smacked her head. " I forgot all about it. We only have two weeks to prepare. Tomorrow is Sunday, so be at the Quidditch field at 6:00 sharp." Gwen ran and told all of the other players. After getting remarks like, " You are just as bad as Oliver", and, " Well, there goes my morning", Gwen went to her dormitory and climbed into her bed.
A.N.- Sorry about the short chapter, I'll write more next time. Please R&R. Thanks!