A/N: I haven't read ur reviews for the last chapter yet so I'll answer any
queries in the next chapter. I guess I was lacking inspiration before, thus
the slow updates.
Chapter 11: The Letter
The next couple of weeks at Hogwarts went by as usual. Hermione didn't speak much to Draco, just the daily roll of insults. Meanwhile, another Slytherin was forming a friendship with her. Blaise and Hermione weren't best friends but they had managed to carry out a number of conversations, not in the vicinity of Harry, Ron or Draco.
"What's the name of the stone with red spots," Blaise asked her one night as they were sitting in the common room finishing off homework.
"It's on page 97," Hermione replied not wanting to give him a straight answer.
Suddenly an owl swooped up to the window and started tapping on it. Hermione who was closest got up to open the window. Hermione retrieved the letter from the owl and looked for a name on the front.
"Is it for me?" Blaise asked while concentrating on a passage in the book.
"No, I don't know. There's no name." Blaise gave no notice of hearing as he was poring intently over the page.
Hermione opened the letter and a piece of parchment fell out. She turned it over and gasped quietly. The dark mark was on the top, under which neat letters were printed in black.
'Blaise
This is a reminder of the date of your ceremony. You are to come with Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Matilda York and Fiona Campbell to our meeting grounds at precisely 1.00am. Do not be late under any circumstances. Do what you must if someone comes in the way.
Eagerly awaiting you arrival,
L. Malfoy
Hermione closed the letter with an 'O' of surprise. She closed the letter and magically sealed it again.
"Um, Blaise? This might be yours. There is no name or address on it," Hermione said a little shakily. This time Blaise turned around and paid attention to her.
"What colour was the owl?" he asked.
"Um, black and brown I'm pretty sure. I don't know any owls like that so this must be yours," Hermione said as calmly as she could.
"Oh, that's mine then," Blaise said taking it from her with a big smile. Hermione smiled falsely back.
"Um, I think I'm going to bed now. See you tomorrow," Hermione said and went to her room as quickly and inconspicuously as she could.
Meanwhile, Blaise opened the letter that now contained an extra symbol. A small red eye was darting around in the right hand corner of the parchment. Blaise looked menacingly towards Hermione's staircase before storming up to his own room, his eyes flashing.
The next morning Hermione woke up from a restless sleep. She got dressed and slung her heavy bag over her shoulder and headed down towards the common quietly, trying to avoid Blaise. She walked through her portrait and was halfway across the room when a voice spoke up from the chair in front of her.
"Hi Granger. Come and sit down with me. I'd like to have a little chat. Draco stood up and motioned to the chair next to him. Hermione glared at him.
"Why would I sit next to a ferret like you," she said menacingly. Draco's eyes flashed with anger, but his smirk was hitched back up a second later.
"Because I won't let you leave until you do, and I know the bookworm can't be late for a lesson. You'd miss time on showing off in class," Draco said innocently.
"Who are you to stop me," Hermione said as she made her way to the door. Draco stepped in front of her. She moved to the left, as did he. Hermione tried to walk the other way but he wouldn't let her pass. She tried to push her past him but Draco grabbed her arms and pushed her in the chair. She felt an unusual feeling in her stomach when he did this.
"Good. Now I know you read a little letter that was meant for my dear friend Blaise, and I also know you were off right now to tell Potter, but I would advise against that. That letter was private and if the content gets around I will personally see to it that you are, disposed of. Understand? And don't take this lightly. I have connections running through this school. You wouldn't want to disappear like the very unfortunate Colin Creevy did would you? His eyes through his camera was also picking up a lot of private information," Draco finished off still smirking at her.
Hermione remembered what had happened the year that Voldemort was supposedly defeated. Colin had come running into the packed common room one night telling everyone plans Voldemort had. He had pictures of the hideouts but they wouldn't be developed until the next day. Then the next day dawned, and he was missing, as was his camera. They never heard from him again.
Hermione shuddered and nodded at him.
"Good girl. Now scamper along off to class," Draco said as he got up and walked out the door. Hermione sat in the chair, pale and shaking when Blaise walked into the common room.
"What's up? You don't look too good," Blaise said looking concerned at her.
Hermione suddenly felt anger lick her insides. 'Don't play dumb," she screeched. "You set Malfoy up to this! Don't look at me as if you don't know anything," she said standing up.
"The letter right," Blaise asked looking ashamed. "Well, before you go on falsely accusing me, I didn't tell anyone you read it. There's a special charm placed on the letter that lets Draco's father know who has been reading the letters. We're going to be late for class if we don't hurry up, but I can explain everything tonight. Just don't say anything to anyone. You have to take Draco seriously on things like this," Blaise said looking at the carpet.
"I'll give you the benefit of the doubt for now," Hermione said and walked out of the common room.
A/N: I know it's incredibly short but I thought this was a good spot to stop. The next one will be longer, I'll make sure it is, and I'll try and get it out asap.
Chapter 11: The Letter
The next couple of weeks at Hogwarts went by as usual. Hermione didn't speak much to Draco, just the daily roll of insults. Meanwhile, another Slytherin was forming a friendship with her. Blaise and Hermione weren't best friends but they had managed to carry out a number of conversations, not in the vicinity of Harry, Ron or Draco.
"What's the name of the stone with red spots," Blaise asked her one night as they were sitting in the common room finishing off homework.
"It's on page 97," Hermione replied not wanting to give him a straight answer.
Suddenly an owl swooped up to the window and started tapping on it. Hermione who was closest got up to open the window. Hermione retrieved the letter from the owl and looked for a name on the front.
"Is it for me?" Blaise asked while concentrating on a passage in the book.
"No, I don't know. There's no name." Blaise gave no notice of hearing as he was poring intently over the page.
Hermione opened the letter and a piece of parchment fell out. She turned it over and gasped quietly. The dark mark was on the top, under which neat letters were printed in black.
'Blaise
This is a reminder of the date of your ceremony. You are to come with Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Matilda York and Fiona Campbell to our meeting grounds at precisely 1.00am. Do not be late under any circumstances. Do what you must if someone comes in the way.
Eagerly awaiting you arrival,
L. Malfoy
Hermione closed the letter with an 'O' of surprise. She closed the letter and magically sealed it again.
"Um, Blaise? This might be yours. There is no name or address on it," Hermione said a little shakily. This time Blaise turned around and paid attention to her.
"What colour was the owl?" he asked.
"Um, black and brown I'm pretty sure. I don't know any owls like that so this must be yours," Hermione said as calmly as she could.
"Oh, that's mine then," Blaise said taking it from her with a big smile. Hermione smiled falsely back.
"Um, I think I'm going to bed now. See you tomorrow," Hermione said and went to her room as quickly and inconspicuously as she could.
Meanwhile, Blaise opened the letter that now contained an extra symbol. A small red eye was darting around in the right hand corner of the parchment. Blaise looked menacingly towards Hermione's staircase before storming up to his own room, his eyes flashing.
The next morning Hermione woke up from a restless sleep. She got dressed and slung her heavy bag over her shoulder and headed down towards the common quietly, trying to avoid Blaise. She walked through her portrait and was halfway across the room when a voice spoke up from the chair in front of her.
"Hi Granger. Come and sit down with me. I'd like to have a little chat. Draco stood up and motioned to the chair next to him. Hermione glared at him.
"Why would I sit next to a ferret like you," she said menacingly. Draco's eyes flashed with anger, but his smirk was hitched back up a second later.
"Because I won't let you leave until you do, and I know the bookworm can't be late for a lesson. You'd miss time on showing off in class," Draco said innocently.
"Who are you to stop me," Hermione said as she made her way to the door. Draco stepped in front of her. She moved to the left, as did he. Hermione tried to walk the other way but he wouldn't let her pass. She tried to push her past him but Draco grabbed her arms and pushed her in the chair. She felt an unusual feeling in her stomach when he did this.
"Good. Now I know you read a little letter that was meant for my dear friend Blaise, and I also know you were off right now to tell Potter, but I would advise against that. That letter was private and if the content gets around I will personally see to it that you are, disposed of. Understand? And don't take this lightly. I have connections running through this school. You wouldn't want to disappear like the very unfortunate Colin Creevy did would you? His eyes through his camera was also picking up a lot of private information," Draco finished off still smirking at her.
Hermione remembered what had happened the year that Voldemort was supposedly defeated. Colin had come running into the packed common room one night telling everyone plans Voldemort had. He had pictures of the hideouts but they wouldn't be developed until the next day. Then the next day dawned, and he was missing, as was his camera. They never heard from him again.
Hermione shuddered and nodded at him.
"Good girl. Now scamper along off to class," Draco said as he got up and walked out the door. Hermione sat in the chair, pale and shaking when Blaise walked into the common room.
"What's up? You don't look too good," Blaise said looking concerned at her.
Hermione suddenly felt anger lick her insides. 'Don't play dumb," she screeched. "You set Malfoy up to this! Don't look at me as if you don't know anything," she said standing up.
"The letter right," Blaise asked looking ashamed. "Well, before you go on falsely accusing me, I didn't tell anyone you read it. There's a special charm placed on the letter that lets Draco's father know who has been reading the letters. We're going to be late for class if we don't hurry up, but I can explain everything tonight. Just don't say anything to anyone. You have to take Draco seriously on things like this," Blaise said looking at the carpet.
"I'll give you the benefit of the doubt for now," Hermione said and walked out of the common room.
A/N: I know it's incredibly short but I thought this was a good spot to stop. The next one will be longer, I'll make sure it is, and I'll try and get it out asap.