I Cannot Tell A Lie
~* Hey everyone, thanks to those who reviewed, and to those who read and didn't review, I'll never know! Lol! Hope you all like this chapter! *~
Chapter 9 ~ A Teeny Bit More Draco
Draco had been transported to the Azkaban Lobby. This was quite unexpected for the Wizard Prison. It was large, and white, or light colours. There was a small white circle of desks in the center of the room, and a large white fireplace of which Draco had come from. There was a small, blonde witch dressed in white robes who was doing some paperwork. Draco heard the echo's of his footsteps as he walked over to the witch. She snapped her head up, and Draco read her nametag; Lillian Drysdale.
'May I help you?' Lillian asked. Draco looked uncomfortable for a while, but soon gained his confidence, and spoke. Not being able to lie, he spoke the truth.
'I hope so Miss, would you beable to take me to Hermione Granger? I have permission from the Headmaster of Hogwarts to see her.' Draco said confidently. Lillian frowned, but pointed to a large white door on the far side of the room.
'Go through there, Miss Granger is in the forty-fifth cell on the left.' She put her head down, once again involved in her paperwork, and wouldn't utter a single word more to Draco.
Draco sighed, and walked through the door. He was surprised at the scenery change, it was dark, damp and unwelcoming like the Lobby was. Draco wondered why Azkaban would have an all white Lobby, but he quickly forgot about it as he had to count the cells to Hermione's.
Forty, forty-one, forty-two, forty-three- forty-four, fourty-five. He had finally reached Hermione's cell after a long walk down the dark corridor. He peeked through the bars, and saw Hermione sitting there. She was just sitting there, not doing anything to pass the time, simply staring at the wall.
'Hermione.' Draco said meekly. She looked blankly towards him.
'I was expecting you to visit me eventually.' She said, with a blank, expressionless voice. It scared Draco to hear someone talk with such nothinglessness (A/N - I don't think that's a word, but work with me here).
'How did you know I would come?' Draco asked timidly.
'I knew you would come because you admitted you were in love with me. I do not doubt that you are still prisioner of the veriterserum.' Hermione replied in her blank voice.
'That is true, I still cannot lie.' Draco said, almost sadly.
'I am sorry for making the dose so strong, because what I am about to ask you may need a false answer.' Hermione's eyes bored into Draco's, causing him to shift uncomfortably.
'Well?' Draco dared to ask.
'If you have come to try to turn me to the light side, and help Harry Potter, when were you planning on becoming a Death Eater yourself?' Hermione asked, not showing any tonality in her voice whatsoever.
'I am not planning to become a Death Eater. I am here to tell you that I like the "Dangerous Hermione", and hope very much so that you would consider to come back from the dark side?' Was what Draco said.
'I wouldn't dream of coming back to Dumbledore, unless you can give me a very good reason.' Hermione replied.
'Well, um, erm, a good reason is that you have a lot of friends who will support and love you, and your family who love you no matter what. The dark side offers no love, just pain.' Draco said, towards the end, sounding fully confident that he had said the right thing. Hermione thought about this for a while.
'You will need to prove this, bring Harry and Ron here. I know Harry will come, but if Ron doesn't, you will fail, and I will remain here until my master comes for me.' Hermione said after a while. Draco smiled. He had succedeed, so simply. All he needed now was Harry and Ron's co-operation, which he planned on getting.
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~* Sorry for the cut short chapter, but I wanted to post this one before I got kicked off the net for tonight! The next one will be longer! *~
~Gryffindor Gal~
~* Hey everyone, thanks to those who reviewed, and to those who read and didn't review, I'll never know! Lol! Hope you all like this chapter! *~
Chapter 9 ~ A Teeny Bit More Draco
Draco had been transported to the Azkaban Lobby. This was quite unexpected for the Wizard Prison. It was large, and white, or light colours. There was a small white circle of desks in the center of the room, and a large white fireplace of which Draco had come from. There was a small, blonde witch dressed in white robes who was doing some paperwork. Draco heard the echo's of his footsteps as he walked over to the witch. She snapped her head up, and Draco read her nametag; Lillian Drysdale.
'May I help you?' Lillian asked. Draco looked uncomfortable for a while, but soon gained his confidence, and spoke. Not being able to lie, he spoke the truth.
'I hope so Miss, would you beable to take me to Hermione Granger? I have permission from the Headmaster of Hogwarts to see her.' Draco said confidently. Lillian frowned, but pointed to a large white door on the far side of the room.
'Go through there, Miss Granger is in the forty-fifth cell on the left.' She put her head down, once again involved in her paperwork, and wouldn't utter a single word more to Draco.
Draco sighed, and walked through the door. He was surprised at the scenery change, it was dark, damp and unwelcoming like the Lobby was. Draco wondered why Azkaban would have an all white Lobby, but he quickly forgot about it as he had to count the cells to Hermione's.
Forty, forty-one, forty-two, forty-three- forty-four, fourty-five. He had finally reached Hermione's cell after a long walk down the dark corridor. He peeked through the bars, and saw Hermione sitting there. She was just sitting there, not doing anything to pass the time, simply staring at the wall.
'Hermione.' Draco said meekly. She looked blankly towards him.
'I was expecting you to visit me eventually.' She said, with a blank, expressionless voice. It scared Draco to hear someone talk with such nothinglessness (A/N - I don't think that's a word, but work with me here).
'How did you know I would come?' Draco asked timidly.
'I knew you would come because you admitted you were in love with me. I do not doubt that you are still prisioner of the veriterserum.' Hermione replied in her blank voice.
'That is true, I still cannot lie.' Draco said, almost sadly.
'I am sorry for making the dose so strong, because what I am about to ask you may need a false answer.' Hermione's eyes bored into Draco's, causing him to shift uncomfortably.
'Well?' Draco dared to ask.
'If you have come to try to turn me to the light side, and help Harry Potter, when were you planning on becoming a Death Eater yourself?' Hermione asked, not showing any tonality in her voice whatsoever.
'I am not planning to become a Death Eater. I am here to tell you that I like the "Dangerous Hermione", and hope very much so that you would consider to come back from the dark side?' Was what Draco said.
'I wouldn't dream of coming back to Dumbledore, unless you can give me a very good reason.' Hermione replied.
'Well, um, erm, a good reason is that you have a lot of friends who will support and love you, and your family who love you no matter what. The dark side offers no love, just pain.' Draco said, towards the end, sounding fully confident that he had said the right thing. Hermione thought about this for a while.
'You will need to prove this, bring Harry and Ron here. I know Harry will come, but if Ron doesn't, you will fail, and I will remain here until my master comes for me.' Hermione said after a while. Draco smiled. He had succedeed, so simply. All he needed now was Harry and Ron's co-operation, which he planned on getting.
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~* Sorry for the cut short chapter, but I wanted to post this one before I got kicked off the net for tonight! The next one will be longer! *~
~Gryffindor Gal~
