~The Secret Behind of the Hide and Seek Dolls and Me~
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Harry was walking towards the Great Hall for breakfast. Ron and Hermione had gone before him half minutes ago. He entered the hall and went to his usual seat which was across Ron and Hermione. He took only an apple to fill his stomach. "Harry, you must eat a lot. Breakfast is a very important meal in your daily life," advised the never-greater-know-it-all Hermione.
"I know, I just don't have the appetite to eat a lot."
While at the end of the hall, where Slytherin's table was place, there, Draco was eating his breakfast quietly. Usually he was one of the noisiest Slytherin's student to have a conversation if he's in a good mood or let's- chat-mood. But this time, Draco was quiet and all the other students leave him alone, even Crabbe and Goyle since they knew that it was not the good time to chat with him.
But as usual, Draco would always sit in the middle, between Crabbe and Goyle. Pansy looked at Draco worriedly. It had been two days since Draco acted like that and no one was brave enough to question him. Pansy sighed and lifted her hand to touched Draco's shoulder but was stopped by Blaise. Blaise shook his head, disagreeing about what she was going to do. She rolled her eyes and put back her hand under the table and onto her lap. She narrowed her eyes towards Blaise and mouthed something like, 'I wanted to try, you idiot!'
Draco was deep in thought, 'Suppose, I should meet him and- and- oh bloody hell! Meet him and what?! Apologize?! Hell, no! I'm a Malfoy for Merlin Sake why should I apologize with a Potter, namely a POTTER?!' Draco then suddenly or unconsciously slapped his pale forehead harder with his right hand.
*Slap*
All the Slytherins stopped their meal and looked at Draco worriedly.
"What's happening to him?"
"Is he sick?"
"Do you think we should get Madame Pomfrey?"
"I'm worried about Draco!"
"Was there a mosquito?"
"Why he slapped himself?"
"Did he forget something?"
"Maybe he thought of something that he not supposed to think so he slapped himself to stop it, I guess!"
"Look, there's a red mark at his forehead."
"He bruised himself. I think he's sick!"
Draco was completely headache when he heard all those whispering and murmuring voice around the Slytherin table.
"Ok, look guys, I'm alright! I'm not sick because if I am then I would probably not be here right now, and no, there was no mosquito. Why I slapped myself? I have no idea why and besides, none of your business to know. Did I forget something, no, there's nothing that I forget. Well, thought of something that I supposed not to think about, well, a bit and yes, there is a red mark at my forehead although there is no mirror to see. I bruised myself, thinking that I'm sick, for the second bloody Merlin Sake time," Draco stopped for awhile and took a deep breath while all the Slytherin was waiting for him to continued, "I'M NOT BLOODY SICK!"
His voice echoed the whole Hall that all the other houses stopped their meal and watched the scene at the Slytherin table.
Ron snorted and said, "It seems that Malfoy looked 'pretty' bad."
"Pretty? Didn't know that you use the word 'pretty' towards a Malfoy," teased Harry and saw Ron blushed.
'Blush? Why would he blush?' thought Harry. Harry wanted to ask when suddenly, flock of owls flew across the Great Hall and gave away their mails. Fred and George each got a big and heavy packet wrapped only with brown papers. Fred looked at his brother who was sitting across him. He grinned wickedly, "Let's check on it!"
They both quickly tore away the brown papers and threw it away on top of poor Neville's food. "Oopps, sorry!" George apologized but continued retreating on his work and once when the remaining piece had flew towards Seamus's food, which also actually thrown away by them, they gasped and shouted.
"DOLL!!!!"
All heads turned towards them. "Wonder who gave these to us?' asked Fred.
There were two dolls and almost looked exactly the same if it was not the colour of their hair. The doll that was at Fred's spot was a bit chubby and cute. It's tall in about 2 feet 3 inches; it has the sun-bathed skin with freckles all over its body except the face, deep blue eyes and deep chocolate hair. It was wearing a cobalt polo-neck jumper with black khakis inside the silvery dark cloak.
The other one which was on George's spot was a bit different. The doll was an inch taller than the other, pale-skin with no freckles all over its body so do its face, same deep blue eyes but golden hair. It was wearing the same attires except the cloak which was silvery light colour. They were as if been possessed as the opposite, the dark and the light.
Hermione went over their place and studied the dolls. Draco, far at the end could feel the tingling sensation from his spine. It was from the dolls. He watched Harry and saw that even Harry could feel those feelings. Harry went to their place and studied the dolls.
"Some kind like voodoo dolls. You know, possessing people but these are cutes one," said Harry.
"Reminds me Child's Play," said Hermione, remembering a muggle movie.
Draco stood up from his seat and excused himself. While he was walking towards the Great Hall's door, he looked at the both dolls features. 'It's the same! Like mine and Uncle Samuel's son!'
Once when Draco was outside, he quickly rushed towards his Head-Boy's room. When he arrived in his room, he put out his ink and quill and a piece of paper. He was surprised to see his owl at his window, as if it's sensing that he wanted to send the letter immediately.
Dear father,
It's been a week since my last letter to father and mother. As a Head-Boy, I've been busy this whole week and weird stuff starting to happen in Hogwarts. And guess what, Trelawney predicted something upon me but I'm not going to tell father until I wanted to.
I hope this question didn't bother you, is Voldemort planning on something again? Everything was like 'rushing' lately.
The reason I write this letter is to ask whether father still remember about my dolls, 'Gyaara and Dyemon' but father always called it as the 'Hide and Seek Dolls'. I still remembered that father gave me on my 4th birthday saying that it protect and kill whoever trying to hurt the person who owned them. But I also remembered that father told me they possessed. Father, where are Gyaara and Dyemon since I've met Goyle and Crabbe? I don't think so they would steal a doll.
Besides, even Uncle Samuel's son got that too and they'd gone too. I know father would be probably thinking on why I am asking about this Hide and Seek. Well, one of my friends received it this morning. I was curious to know since I've got them once.
I hope father won't get angry since this is very important. Reply as soon as possible.
Send my regards to mother.
Draco.
~*~*_*~*~
It was evening and Harry went to the Quidditch field to watch the Gryffindors practising. Seamus who was the beater in the team saw Harry and quickly landed not far across the raven-haired boy. He smiled while walking towards Harry, "I've never seen you fly with your broom. Wanna fly?"
"I'm sorry, I can't. Professor Dumbledore told us that I couldn't fly anymore due to some circumstances."
"Why wouldn't you tell us about that 'circumstances'?" asked Seamus curiously when Ron landed not far two feet away from Harry.
"Hey mate. So, what both of you're talking about?" asked Ron, looking at Harry then to Seamus. Harry just smiled and Seamus told Ron about their previous conversation. Ron looked at Harry and said, "I'm curious too, Harry. I'm worried about you. Lots of things had happened to you. Does this have to do anything with the vomit sickness?"
"Kind of, Ron. I still can't tell you, Ron. I promised, I would tell you all after I-" Harry was quiet with his thought, 'Find the father of this baby. Then, it would be safe.' Seamus grabbed Harry's shoulder in a sign of reassured.
"Well, we'll be waiting then. C'mon, Seamus, we still have to practise before the Slytherin's time," said Ron. Ron was the goalkeeper of the team and while Harry was out from Quidditch, Ginny Weasley took over Harry's place. Ginny passed by Harry with her broom and gave a sweet smiled to him. Harry smiled back and saw the blushed that appeared at the girl's face.
"She's still wouldn't get over the crush," told Ron to Harry before he flew back to the air. Harry watched them for awhile and retreated back to the building. He sighed sadly of how he missed flying. Flying was like freedom where you leave everything behinds you. He looked down at his feet when suddenly his left shoulder bumped into someone else shoulder.
"Hey!"
Oh, not that voice again!
Harry rolled his eyes and turned to look at the person. Draco was frowning and gave Harry a 'death-Malfoy glare' but that didn't scare out of Harry's wit. He was not actually in the mood of fighting with a Malfoy. He was glad there was only a Malfoy in Hogwarts. Just imagine when there was twin Malfoy, brother Malfoy and little Malfoy and not forgotten probably a little sister Malfoy.
God now that was like one of a kind Weasley but this one was special. A one whole family of Malfoys in Hogwarts would change this little wizarding and witchcraft into a hell of wizarding and DarkArt. Now that he couldn't imagine it.
"I wonder why wherever I go, there the most famous Golden Boy of Hogwarts at my sight!"
"Well, I'm sorry that I was always at your sight. You know the limelight! People can't resist me!"
"In your dream! Don't expect the Malfoy to be one of you pathetic fans," Draco sneered and turned back. Some Slytherins had changed into their clothes and now they were walking towards Draco to the Quidditch field. A boy then suddenly stopped in front of him and said, "You weighed a lot, you know!" some of the Slytherins sniggered at the young boy comments.
"Well, at least I'm not thin as a goat that hasn't eaten like a year that even I could see your bone of your knuckles. You know, they look quiet small. I don't think so they're good for weight-lifting."
Draco and Blaise who were still not far away, heard that and eventually laughed sarcastically. The others, seen Draco's mood had come back; they joined the fit of laughter too. The boy who Harry referred of blushed uncontrollably with annoyance. After Draco could control his laugh, he looked back at Harry and said, "Are you supposed to be in Slytherin or what? That is so the Slytherin."
"I was," murmured Harry so that no one could hear him but he was mistake. The whole Quidditch team of Slytherin stopped and stared at Harry.
'Oopps, did I just say that loud!' screamed Harry in his mind.
"Um- I think I just get going," and Harry quickly rushed into the Hogwarts building.
"Did you hear what I heard?" asked Crabbe.
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Night time had come and Draco was in his Head-Boy's sitting room. He looked outside through the window and saw the full moon shining brightly towards him. 'Four more days,' thought Draco. He really looked forward for the Halloween to come since this is going to be the day where he would find his destiny. He couldn't wait. All of a sudden, a tap from the window snapped him from his deep thoughts. He saw his owl with a letter with it.
He quickly opened the window, took the letter from it and read the piece of paper after he took it out.
My son, Draco,
I've read your letter and it seems that you really curious to know about the Hide and Seek Dolls. By the way, about the predicted from Trelawney, I hope that you could tell us what was it sooner especially since your mother read that state, she said that it would be most probably about the 'prediction of once in a lifetime'. She even said that she hoped it was 'prediction of destiny'.
Well, regarding about that Voldemort, I know you must be flinching right now by uttering the word of 'Voldemort,' I'm not so sure since he was stuck in a room that not even me, myself know what was inside there and what's he doing. I heard from Pettigrew that he is doing his 'story' of his 'history'.
Draco stopped reading and gulped. He still remembered what his godfather had said to him when they were together in front of the Virgin Virginia's painting. He looked back at the letter and continued reading:
He also said that there was this mirror that can see everything and this mirror controlled his story which mean, it also controlled the characters in it. That's all I got.
Now, back to the Hide and Seek Dolls, it seems that it's the time for me to break the secret. Hide and Seek Dolls possessed two people which mean, the other possess one while another one again also possess one. The second person who read the tag of one of the dolls would be entirely possessed by the evilness that lurked inside the dolls. Draco, I warned you to stay away from those dolls.
Your Gyaara and Dyemon possessed Crabbe and Goyle. Just look at them, how they act, they followed you everywhere when you need them. Their fathers were possessed by those dolls too when your grandfather gave them to me on my 4th birthday. This is not like Imperio Curse but this one is like willingness from the back of your head. You'll know what I meant, someday. Their fathers knew about this that their sons were possessed by the Hide and Seek Dolls. But these dolls only lasted when you found 'Hide'. I know that you don't understand right now but I would just give you the information till here.
Do not involve yourself on anything that is dangerous or stupid.
Your father.
Draco smiled especially after he read the part where his father wrote, 'do not involve yourself on anything that is dangerous or stupid.' He knew that his father was somehow care for him but with the of 'Malfoy,' there was that part that he couldn't change.
He put down the letter on his coffee-table and took his cloak from his armchair where he laid it not far away from him. "Time for checking!"
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Harry just came out from the kitchen. He walked slowly when he just realised that how exposed he was. He snapped out of thoughts and remembered that he left his invisible cloak in the kitchen. He had turned three times, passed more than ten classrooms, and several professors' offices and now, he need to turn back!
Harry let out a sighed and started to walk. He hoped that there was no Flitch with his stupid cat and even prefects too. Much worse, he too didn't want to end up with Snape.
*Slop* *Slop*
Is that his footsteps?
Harry stopped and concentrated.
*Slop* *Slop*
Harry cursed himself for making such a big careless mistake by leaving his invisible cloak in the kitchen and now, here he heard someone footsteps but he didn't know whether it came from the front of him or the back of him.
"Damnit. Hope it was not Flitch or Snape or else, I'm going to be dead!" prayed Harry silently. He walked backward with his both eyes wandering around and the sound was as if coming from his front. There was no light from wand, no candle even no an oil lamp that Flitch usually brought with him.
'So, it's not Flitch, then, who is it?'
Suddenly, the feeling reacted. 'That feeling, its coming! Is this what Professor Dumbledore meant, the pull?'
He unexpectedly bumped into someone else, again in that day.
'Oopps, it coming from behind of me. How stupid am I?!' cursed Harry silently.
"Potter, what are you doing here?!"
"Malfoy?!"
"Well, well, that was quite surprising. Our Golden Boy is sneaking around the Hogwarts walls at night," said Draco, "again, I might add," continued Draco after second thought.
"Shut up, ferret!"
"Twenty points from Gryffindor for sneaking at night and oh, twenty points from Gryffindor too, again, for calling your Head-Boy a ferret."
"I wonder why Dumbledore choose you as the Head-Boy. You're none of the qualification. Besides, I heard that you, yourself too break the rules."
"The old Bumblebee is so old and will crack not long later. That is why he didn't know and besides, he was that so paying attention on his Golden Boy. Why would he bother about me? But it was quiet surprised that I was chosen."
"I hate you from the bottom of my heart even-" Harry stopped. He remembered the feelings of attraction. "It's you!"
"Me? What me?!"
"It's YOU! No, that can't be, it should be react on the Halloween night!"
"Hey, what's wrong?! What do you meant it's me!" Draco grabbed Harry's hand and the feeling appeared through his stomach and reached towards his hand and continued towards Draco's. Darco gasped and let go, "What was that?!"
Harry shook his head, 'This can't be!' thought Harry and he quickly ran away passing Draco. "P-POTTER WAIT!"
He chased down Harry until Harry collapsed outside Hogwarts building. He panted tiredly with his both palms on the ground.
"POTTER!" Draco stopped at his track behind Harry.
The sky of the night was beautiful with the full moon shining down contrasted with the lake that was across them. Harry looked at the sky while he stood up slowly. Draco studied him carefully and walked towards Harry. He stopped once when he was one foot away from the other boy's side.
"About the dolls that the twins Weasley received, be careful Potter," warned Draco and he walked away.
"Don't know you care."
"Huh?" Draco turned back and faced Harry.
"Uh- nothing."
"Tell me, what do you meant by 'it's you'?"
"It is not your business."
"It's my business since that type of quote was some kind like I'm involving me."
"So, you really wanted to know then."
"I tell you more about the dolls if you tell me."
"How can I trust you?"
"A Malfoy never break a promise. A promise is a promise."
"Since when you act so good to me?"
"Since- are you telling me or not?!"
"I just want to make sure."
"Oh well. How I want to answer this. Ok, since you act entirely pansy."
Harry snorted and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"And," Draco continued, "are you a pregnant woman or what?!"
Harry stared at Draco and asked, "Ever heard of male pregnancy and a curse that could make you pregnant?"
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A/N: Thank you to everyone who review. It took me three days to complete this chapter. Phew, now this is long to me than my previous chap. I most probably going to update the fourth chapter before the end of September and I'm going to stop there for a while cause I need to concentrate on my examinations that will be coming on October. R/R =)
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~Atsu Tenshi~
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Harry was walking towards the Great Hall for breakfast. Ron and Hermione had gone before him half minutes ago. He entered the hall and went to his usual seat which was across Ron and Hermione. He took only an apple to fill his stomach. "Harry, you must eat a lot. Breakfast is a very important meal in your daily life," advised the never-greater-know-it-all Hermione.
"I know, I just don't have the appetite to eat a lot."
While at the end of the hall, where Slytherin's table was place, there, Draco was eating his breakfast quietly. Usually he was one of the noisiest Slytherin's student to have a conversation if he's in a good mood or let's- chat-mood. But this time, Draco was quiet and all the other students leave him alone, even Crabbe and Goyle since they knew that it was not the good time to chat with him.
But as usual, Draco would always sit in the middle, between Crabbe and Goyle. Pansy looked at Draco worriedly. It had been two days since Draco acted like that and no one was brave enough to question him. Pansy sighed and lifted her hand to touched Draco's shoulder but was stopped by Blaise. Blaise shook his head, disagreeing about what she was going to do. She rolled her eyes and put back her hand under the table and onto her lap. She narrowed her eyes towards Blaise and mouthed something like, 'I wanted to try, you idiot!'
Draco was deep in thought, 'Suppose, I should meet him and- and- oh bloody hell! Meet him and what?! Apologize?! Hell, no! I'm a Malfoy for Merlin Sake why should I apologize with a Potter, namely a POTTER?!' Draco then suddenly or unconsciously slapped his pale forehead harder with his right hand.
*Slap*
All the Slytherins stopped their meal and looked at Draco worriedly.
"What's happening to him?"
"Is he sick?"
"Do you think we should get Madame Pomfrey?"
"I'm worried about Draco!"
"Was there a mosquito?"
"Why he slapped himself?"
"Did he forget something?"
"Maybe he thought of something that he not supposed to think so he slapped himself to stop it, I guess!"
"Look, there's a red mark at his forehead."
"He bruised himself. I think he's sick!"
Draco was completely headache when he heard all those whispering and murmuring voice around the Slytherin table.
"Ok, look guys, I'm alright! I'm not sick because if I am then I would probably not be here right now, and no, there was no mosquito. Why I slapped myself? I have no idea why and besides, none of your business to know. Did I forget something, no, there's nothing that I forget. Well, thought of something that I supposed not to think about, well, a bit and yes, there is a red mark at my forehead although there is no mirror to see. I bruised myself, thinking that I'm sick, for the second bloody Merlin Sake time," Draco stopped for awhile and took a deep breath while all the Slytherin was waiting for him to continued, "I'M NOT BLOODY SICK!"
His voice echoed the whole Hall that all the other houses stopped their meal and watched the scene at the Slytherin table.
Ron snorted and said, "It seems that Malfoy looked 'pretty' bad."
"Pretty? Didn't know that you use the word 'pretty' towards a Malfoy," teased Harry and saw Ron blushed.
'Blush? Why would he blush?' thought Harry. Harry wanted to ask when suddenly, flock of owls flew across the Great Hall and gave away their mails. Fred and George each got a big and heavy packet wrapped only with brown papers. Fred looked at his brother who was sitting across him. He grinned wickedly, "Let's check on it!"
They both quickly tore away the brown papers and threw it away on top of poor Neville's food. "Oopps, sorry!" George apologized but continued retreating on his work and once when the remaining piece had flew towards Seamus's food, which also actually thrown away by them, they gasped and shouted.
"DOLL!!!!"
All heads turned towards them. "Wonder who gave these to us?' asked Fred.
There were two dolls and almost looked exactly the same if it was not the colour of their hair. The doll that was at Fred's spot was a bit chubby and cute. It's tall in about 2 feet 3 inches; it has the sun-bathed skin with freckles all over its body except the face, deep blue eyes and deep chocolate hair. It was wearing a cobalt polo-neck jumper with black khakis inside the silvery dark cloak.
The other one which was on George's spot was a bit different. The doll was an inch taller than the other, pale-skin with no freckles all over its body so do its face, same deep blue eyes but golden hair. It was wearing the same attires except the cloak which was silvery light colour. They were as if been possessed as the opposite, the dark and the light.
Hermione went over their place and studied the dolls. Draco, far at the end could feel the tingling sensation from his spine. It was from the dolls. He watched Harry and saw that even Harry could feel those feelings. Harry went to their place and studied the dolls.
"Some kind like voodoo dolls. You know, possessing people but these are cutes one," said Harry.
"Reminds me Child's Play," said Hermione, remembering a muggle movie.
Draco stood up from his seat and excused himself. While he was walking towards the Great Hall's door, he looked at the both dolls features. 'It's the same! Like mine and Uncle Samuel's son!'
Once when Draco was outside, he quickly rushed towards his Head-Boy's room. When he arrived in his room, he put out his ink and quill and a piece of paper. He was surprised to see his owl at his window, as if it's sensing that he wanted to send the letter immediately.
Dear father,
It's been a week since my last letter to father and mother. As a Head-Boy, I've been busy this whole week and weird stuff starting to happen in Hogwarts. And guess what, Trelawney predicted something upon me but I'm not going to tell father until I wanted to.
I hope this question didn't bother you, is Voldemort planning on something again? Everything was like 'rushing' lately.
The reason I write this letter is to ask whether father still remember about my dolls, 'Gyaara and Dyemon' but father always called it as the 'Hide and Seek Dolls'. I still remembered that father gave me on my 4th birthday saying that it protect and kill whoever trying to hurt the person who owned them. But I also remembered that father told me they possessed. Father, where are Gyaara and Dyemon since I've met Goyle and Crabbe? I don't think so they would steal a doll.
Besides, even Uncle Samuel's son got that too and they'd gone too. I know father would be probably thinking on why I am asking about this Hide and Seek. Well, one of my friends received it this morning. I was curious to know since I've got them once.
I hope father won't get angry since this is very important. Reply as soon as possible.
Send my regards to mother.
Draco.
~*~*_*~*~
It was evening and Harry went to the Quidditch field to watch the Gryffindors practising. Seamus who was the beater in the team saw Harry and quickly landed not far across the raven-haired boy. He smiled while walking towards Harry, "I've never seen you fly with your broom. Wanna fly?"
"I'm sorry, I can't. Professor Dumbledore told us that I couldn't fly anymore due to some circumstances."
"Why wouldn't you tell us about that 'circumstances'?" asked Seamus curiously when Ron landed not far two feet away from Harry.
"Hey mate. So, what both of you're talking about?" asked Ron, looking at Harry then to Seamus. Harry just smiled and Seamus told Ron about their previous conversation. Ron looked at Harry and said, "I'm curious too, Harry. I'm worried about you. Lots of things had happened to you. Does this have to do anything with the vomit sickness?"
"Kind of, Ron. I still can't tell you, Ron. I promised, I would tell you all after I-" Harry was quiet with his thought, 'Find the father of this baby. Then, it would be safe.' Seamus grabbed Harry's shoulder in a sign of reassured.
"Well, we'll be waiting then. C'mon, Seamus, we still have to practise before the Slytherin's time," said Ron. Ron was the goalkeeper of the team and while Harry was out from Quidditch, Ginny Weasley took over Harry's place. Ginny passed by Harry with her broom and gave a sweet smiled to him. Harry smiled back and saw the blushed that appeared at the girl's face.
"She's still wouldn't get over the crush," told Ron to Harry before he flew back to the air. Harry watched them for awhile and retreated back to the building. He sighed sadly of how he missed flying. Flying was like freedom where you leave everything behinds you. He looked down at his feet when suddenly his left shoulder bumped into someone else shoulder.
"Hey!"
Oh, not that voice again!
Harry rolled his eyes and turned to look at the person. Draco was frowning and gave Harry a 'death-Malfoy glare' but that didn't scare out of Harry's wit. He was not actually in the mood of fighting with a Malfoy. He was glad there was only a Malfoy in Hogwarts. Just imagine when there was twin Malfoy, brother Malfoy and little Malfoy and not forgotten probably a little sister Malfoy.
God now that was like one of a kind Weasley but this one was special. A one whole family of Malfoys in Hogwarts would change this little wizarding and witchcraft into a hell of wizarding and DarkArt. Now that he couldn't imagine it.
"I wonder why wherever I go, there the most famous Golden Boy of Hogwarts at my sight!"
"Well, I'm sorry that I was always at your sight. You know the limelight! People can't resist me!"
"In your dream! Don't expect the Malfoy to be one of you pathetic fans," Draco sneered and turned back. Some Slytherins had changed into their clothes and now they were walking towards Draco to the Quidditch field. A boy then suddenly stopped in front of him and said, "You weighed a lot, you know!" some of the Slytherins sniggered at the young boy comments.
"Well, at least I'm not thin as a goat that hasn't eaten like a year that even I could see your bone of your knuckles. You know, they look quiet small. I don't think so they're good for weight-lifting."
Draco and Blaise who were still not far away, heard that and eventually laughed sarcastically. The others, seen Draco's mood had come back; they joined the fit of laughter too. The boy who Harry referred of blushed uncontrollably with annoyance. After Draco could control his laugh, he looked back at Harry and said, "Are you supposed to be in Slytherin or what? That is so the Slytherin."
"I was," murmured Harry so that no one could hear him but he was mistake. The whole Quidditch team of Slytherin stopped and stared at Harry.
'Oopps, did I just say that loud!' screamed Harry in his mind.
"Um- I think I just get going," and Harry quickly rushed into the Hogwarts building.
"Did you hear what I heard?" asked Crabbe.
~*~*_*~*~
Night time had come and Draco was in his Head-Boy's sitting room. He looked outside through the window and saw the full moon shining brightly towards him. 'Four more days,' thought Draco. He really looked forward for the Halloween to come since this is going to be the day where he would find his destiny. He couldn't wait. All of a sudden, a tap from the window snapped him from his deep thoughts. He saw his owl with a letter with it.
He quickly opened the window, took the letter from it and read the piece of paper after he took it out.
My son, Draco,
I've read your letter and it seems that you really curious to know about the Hide and Seek Dolls. By the way, about the predicted from Trelawney, I hope that you could tell us what was it sooner especially since your mother read that state, she said that it would be most probably about the 'prediction of once in a lifetime'. She even said that she hoped it was 'prediction of destiny'.
Well, regarding about that Voldemort, I know you must be flinching right now by uttering the word of 'Voldemort,' I'm not so sure since he was stuck in a room that not even me, myself know what was inside there and what's he doing. I heard from Pettigrew that he is doing his 'story' of his 'history'.
Draco stopped reading and gulped. He still remembered what his godfather had said to him when they were together in front of the Virgin Virginia's painting. He looked back at the letter and continued reading:
He also said that there was this mirror that can see everything and this mirror controlled his story which mean, it also controlled the characters in it. That's all I got.
Now, back to the Hide and Seek Dolls, it seems that it's the time for me to break the secret. Hide and Seek Dolls possessed two people which mean, the other possess one while another one again also possess one. The second person who read the tag of one of the dolls would be entirely possessed by the evilness that lurked inside the dolls. Draco, I warned you to stay away from those dolls.
Your Gyaara and Dyemon possessed Crabbe and Goyle. Just look at them, how they act, they followed you everywhere when you need them. Their fathers were possessed by those dolls too when your grandfather gave them to me on my 4th birthday. This is not like Imperio Curse but this one is like willingness from the back of your head. You'll know what I meant, someday. Their fathers knew about this that their sons were possessed by the Hide and Seek Dolls. But these dolls only lasted when you found 'Hide'. I know that you don't understand right now but I would just give you the information till here.
Do not involve yourself on anything that is dangerous or stupid.
Your father.
Draco smiled especially after he read the part where his father wrote, 'do not involve yourself on anything that is dangerous or stupid.' He knew that his father was somehow care for him but with the of 'Malfoy,' there was that part that he couldn't change.
He put down the letter on his coffee-table and took his cloak from his armchair where he laid it not far away from him. "Time for checking!"
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Harry just came out from the kitchen. He walked slowly when he just realised that how exposed he was. He snapped out of thoughts and remembered that he left his invisible cloak in the kitchen. He had turned three times, passed more than ten classrooms, and several professors' offices and now, he need to turn back!
Harry let out a sighed and started to walk. He hoped that there was no Flitch with his stupid cat and even prefects too. Much worse, he too didn't want to end up with Snape.
*Slop* *Slop*
Is that his footsteps?
Harry stopped and concentrated.
*Slop* *Slop*
Harry cursed himself for making such a big careless mistake by leaving his invisible cloak in the kitchen and now, here he heard someone footsteps but he didn't know whether it came from the front of him or the back of him.
"Damnit. Hope it was not Flitch or Snape or else, I'm going to be dead!" prayed Harry silently. He walked backward with his both eyes wandering around and the sound was as if coming from his front. There was no light from wand, no candle even no an oil lamp that Flitch usually brought with him.
'So, it's not Flitch, then, who is it?'
Suddenly, the feeling reacted. 'That feeling, its coming! Is this what Professor Dumbledore meant, the pull?'
He unexpectedly bumped into someone else, again in that day.
'Oopps, it coming from behind of me. How stupid am I?!' cursed Harry silently.
"Potter, what are you doing here?!"
"Malfoy?!"
"Well, well, that was quite surprising. Our Golden Boy is sneaking around the Hogwarts walls at night," said Draco, "again, I might add," continued Draco after second thought.
"Shut up, ferret!"
"Twenty points from Gryffindor for sneaking at night and oh, twenty points from Gryffindor too, again, for calling your Head-Boy a ferret."
"I wonder why Dumbledore choose you as the Head-Boy. You're none of the qualification. Besides, I heard that you, yourself too break the rules."
"The old Bumblebee is so old and will crack not long later. That is why he didn't know and besides, he was that so paying attention on his Golden Boy. Why would he bother about me? But it was quiet surprised that I was chosen."
"I hate you from the bottom of my heart even-" Harry stopped. He remembered the feelings of attraction. "It's you!"
"Me? What me?!"
"It's YOU! No, that can't be, it should be react on the Halloween night!"
"Hey, what's wrong?! What do you meant it's me!" Draco grabbed Harry's hand and the feeling appeared through his stomach and reached towards his hand and continued towards Draco's. Darco gasped and let go, "What was that?!"
Harry shook his head, 'This can't be!' thought Harry and he quickly ran away passing Draco. "P-POTTER WAIT!"
He chased down Harry until Harry collapsed outside Hogwarts building. He panted tiredly with his both palms on the ground.
"POTTER!" Draco stopped at his track behind Harry.
The sky of the night was beautiful with the full moon shining down contrasted with the lake that was across them. Harry looked at the sky while he stood up slowly. Draco studied him carefully and walked towards Harry. He stopped once when he was one foot away from the other boy's side.
"About the dolls that the twins Weasley received, be careful Potter," warned Draco and he walked away.
"Don't know you care."
"Huh?" Draco turned back and faced Harry.
"Uh- nothing."
"Tell me, what do you meant by 'it's you'?"
"It is not your business."
"It's my business since that type of quote was some kind like I'm involving me."
"So, you really wanted to know then."
"I tell you more about the dolls if you tell me."
"How can I trust you?"
"A Malfoy never break a promise. A promise is a promise."
"Since when you act so good to me?"
"Since- are you telling me or not?!"
"I just want to make sure."
"Oh well. How I want to answer this. Ok, since you act entirely pansy."
Harry snorted and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"And," Draco continued, "are you a pregnant woman or what?!"
Harry stared at Draco and asked, "Ever heard of male pregnancy and a curse that could make you pregnant?"
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A/N: Thank you to everyone who review. It took me three days to complete this chapter. Phew, now this is long to me than my previous chap. I most probably going to update the fourth chapter before the end of September and I'm going to stop there for a while cause I need to concentrate on my examinations that will be coming on October. R/R =)
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A/N: If there are any mistakes, forgive me. I'm rushing right now! ~TADA~
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