Chapter Two: Draco: Arriving
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Hermione Weasley sat down at the table, looking through several spell books. Ron sat across from her, still looking worried, but bored.
"Shouldn't we have learned this curse in school?" he asked his wife.
"Maybe if Mad Eye Moody was still our teacher." She said, turning a page.
Rain slashed the windows and pounded on the roof as silence fell yet again. They were looking through books, trying to find a curse that would fit in the middle of the puzzle. A curse that could have transported Ginny and Harry to a different place, that also had a curse set upon it that made it look just like the Ministry of Magic. Hermione slowly closed the book.
"I know a spell that they probably used," said Hermione, sighing. "But we need one that doesn't need an exact location."
"What?" Ron said, sitting up from the table.
"We don't know exactly where they were transported. We need a spell that will allow us to just say, "Take me to where Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley are."
"Ah! I see what you're saying." Ron grinned, but Hermione looked down at the book, looking terribly upset. Ron took her hand.
"It's going to be all right. All of this will be over soon. We'll all be able to live safe lives- and take care of our child." He smiled again, and got one in return.
Hermione jumped in her chair and shrieked as someone outside their door started to bang upon their door, which was not that strong. The pounding sounded as loud as the thunder itself, and as terrifying. Ron leapt up, fumbling for his wand, which he remembered was in his jacket. Before he could dart for it, the door was blasted down by a red light, and a shadowed figure came stumbling into the room, soaking wet. They looked tired and weak. The figure stumbled in, but soon fell to the ground, where it lay without another sound besides its breathing.
"What... what is it?" Ron asked in a shaky voice. Hermione waved her wand, a look of shock on her face, and fixed the door. The wind left the room and the rain stopped pouring in. The body lay in front of them, covered in a dark cloak. Hermione kneeled down beside it, looking at it so intently Ron started to feel jealous. She reached her hand above the shaking body, and gently pulled back the cloak.
"It's- I don't know." Ron confessed, kneeling alongside Hermione who was still staring intently at the figure. She had a small smile as she turned the body over. She didn't seem to notice anyone else was there. Finally, in a small whisper through a smile, she said, "It's Draco Malfoy."
Ron's heart sank. Why was their worst enemy from school, and possible now, in their house? Was he coming to get then too, after capturing his best friend and sister? Draco Malfoy's father was working with Voldemort this very moment, and it wouldn't be surprising is Draco joined him. Ron always knew he'd become a death eater.
"Why is he here?" Ron said, pulling out his wand. Draco had disappeared since the end of seventh year.
"Ron, don't!" Hermione said, pulling Ron's hand and wand away. Ron's eyes grew wide and filled with anger. Hermione tried to look away.
"Hermione! Why are you defending him?" he said standing up and glaring at her. Hermione kept a straight face that seemed to be blank. She pushed her hair out of her face, and looking straight into Draco's face, which was cold and almost looked dead.
"Ron, it's been ten years since I've seen him." She looked at him seriously. "I knew there was something he was hiding, and I was waiting for him to tell me. I could see him hiding something, but I couldn't ask him." She paused, waiting for Ron to understand.
Ron stared down at the almost lifeless figure at his feet, and made an annoyed face at him as he put his wand away. He snorted. "Fine."
Ron helped Hermione bring Draco to one of their beds, while Hermione contacted a healer from St. Mungos.
"They're going to come by here. They don't reckon it he's too bad." Hermione said coming back from the other room. She saw the disgusted look on Ron's face, and sighed.
"Come on Ron. He's not going kill us." She said, sitting down near Draco. "And you shouldn't be jealous either. I'm just making sure he's all right."
"I'm not jealous." Ron muttered, his ears turning red. He fumbled with his wand carelessly, just waiting for Draco to spring awake and kill them...
*
"Where could that Healer be?" Hermione said, pacing the room.
"It's rather a good thing." Ron said thickly. Hermione ignored him, still pacing the room. After a few minutes, she sighed furiously and pulled out her wand in her old know-it-all way.
"This is stupid." She then tapped her wand on Draco's head, closing her eyes and muttering words Ron didn't remember ever learning. Then again, he didn't remember much, for he hadn't paid that much attention. Draco's eyes sprang open, and he sat up breathing heavily.
"RON! HERMIONE!" he said through gasps. He looked wildly around the room. He stood up, staring out the window carefully. Ron eyed him suspiciously.
"We have to leave." He said quickly, turning towards them with his wand out.
"HOLD IT! Why should we believe you?" Ron said, pointing his wand straight at Draco's chest. Draco didn't even move. He just looked towards Hermione.
"I know where Harry and Ginny are." He said.
.:*:.
Hermione Weasley sat down at the table, looking through several spell books. Ron sat across from her, still looking worried, but bored.
"Shouldn't we have learned this curse in school?" he asked his wife.
"Maybe if Mad Eye Moody was still our teacher." She said, turning a page.
Rain slashed the windows and pounded on the roof as silence fell yet again. They were looking through books, trying to find a curse that would fit in the middle of the puzzle. A curse that could have transported Ginny and Harry to a different place, that also had a curse set upon it that made it look just like the Ministry of Magic. Hermione slowly closed the book.
"I know a spell that they probably used," said Hermione, sighing. "But we need one that doesn't need an exact location."
"What?" Ron said, sitting up from the table.
"We don't know exactly where they were transported. We need a spell that will allow us to just say, "Take me to where Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley are."
"Ah! I see what you're saying." Ron grinned, but Hermione looked down at the book, looking terribly upset. Ron took her hand.
"It's going to be all right. All of this will be over soon. We'll all be able to live safe lives- and take care of our child." He smiled again, and got one in return.
Hermione jumped in her chair and shrieked as someone outside their door started to bang upon their door, which was not that strong. The pounding sounded as loud as the thunder itself, and as terrifying. Ron leapt up, fumbling for his wand, which he remembered was in his jacket. Before he could dart for it, the door was blasted down by a red light, and a shadowed figure came stumbling into the room, soaking wet. They looked tired and weak. The figure stumbled in, but soon fell to the ground, where it lay without another sound besides its breathing.
"What... what is it?" Ron asked in a shaky voice. Hermione waved her wand, a look of shock on her face, and fixed the door. The wind left the room and the rain stopped pouring in. The body lay in front of them, covered in a dark cloak. Hermione kneeled down beside it, looking at it so intently Ron started to feel jealous. She reached her hand above the shaking body, and gently pulled back the cloak.
"It's- I don't know." Ron confessed, kneeling alongside Hermione who was still staring intently at the figure. She had a small smile as she turned the body over. She didn't seem to notice anyone else was there. Finally, in a small whisper through a smile, she said, "It's Draco Malfoy."
Ron's heart sank. Why was their worst enemy from school, and possible now, in their house? Was he coming to get then too, after capturing his best friend and sister? Draco Malfoy's father was working with Voldemort this very moment, and it wouldn't be surprising is Draco joined him. Ron always knew he'd become a death eater.
"Why is he here?" Ron said, pulling out his wand. Draco had disappeared since the end of seventh year.
"Ron, don't!" Hermione said, pulling Ron's hand and wand away. Ron's eyes grew wide and filled with anger. Hermione tried to look away.
"Hermione! Why are you defending him?" he said standing up and glaring at her. Hermione kept a straight face that seemed to be blank. She pushed her hair out of her face, and looking straight into Draco's face, which was cold and almost looked dead.
"Ron, it's been ten years since I've seen him." She looked at him seriously. "I knew there was something he was hiding, and I was waiting for him to tell me. I could see him hiding something, but I couldn't ask him." She paused, waiting for Ron to understand.
Ron stared down at the almost lifeless figure at his feet, and made an annoyed face at him as he put his wand away. He snorted. "Fine."
Ron helped Hermione bring Draco to one of their beds, while Hermione contacted a healer from St. Mungos.
"They're going to come by here. They don't reckon it he's too bad." Hermione said coming back from the other room. She saw the disgusted look on Ron's face, and sighed.
"Come on Ron. He's not going kill us." She said, sitting down near Draco. "And you shouldn't be jealous either. I'm just making sure he's all right."
"I'm not jealous." Ron muttered, his ears turning red. He fumbled with his wand carelessly, just waiting for Draco to spring awake and kill them...
*
"Where could that Healer be?" Hermione said, pacing the room.
"It's rather a good thing." Ron said thickly. Hermione ignored him, still pacing the room. After a few minutes, she sighed furiously and pulled out her wand in her old know-it-all way.
"This is stupid." She then tapped her wand on Draco's head, closing her eyes and muttering words Ron didn't remember ever learning. Then again, he didn't remember much, for he hadn't paid that much attention. Draco's eyes sprang open, and he sat up breathing heavily.
"RON! HERMIONE!" he said through gasps. He looked wildly around the room. He stood up, staring out the window carefully. Ron eyed him suspiciously.
"We have to leave." He said quickly, turning towards them with his wand out.
"HOLD IT! Why should we believe you?" Ron said, pointing his wand straight at Draco's chest. Draco didn't even move. He just looked towards Hermione.
"I know where Harry and Ginny are." He said.