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Chapter 5 – Draco's story
Obviously it worked, because Ron didn't write any more letters. Good, Hermione thought. But still, why did she feel so sorry about it?
I wasn't mean to him, she tried to convince herself. I just told the truth. Telling the truth is always the best thing to do, right? Of course it is. Always tell the truth, even if it hurts.
Then why did it keep her awake at this time of night? It was about 2:00 AM, and she sighed and turned around in the bed. Finally, she decided to go and take a little walk, maybe a bit of fresh air.
She took on a robe over her pajamas and went out in the Teacher Common room, but stopped, surprised. There was a fire in the fireplace, and someone was sitting on the couch in front of it, burning papers. She couldn't see who, because it was only a shadow.
She cleared her throat to announce her arrival. The person in front of the fire looked up, and she could now see who it was.
"Draco?"
"Oh, it was just you. You scared the shit out of me!"
"I'm sorry. What are you doing?"
"Just burning some stuff I found in my drawer. Nothing important."
"What kind of stuff?" she asked, curiously and walked closer.
"Old papers. It's nothing interesting!"
She stared into the flames.
"Hey, that thing in there looks like a photo album!"
Draco didn't answer, and had turned away, his shoulders shaking.
"What are you doing, really?"
"Just getting rid of my old life" he muttered.
"What happened to your old life, then? What happened to the old you?"
"You just won't give up, will you?" he asked
"No! C'mon, Draco, tell me!"
He took a deep breath.
"I don't want to go into details, but... well; it was just after graduation. I was supposed to join the Death Eaters."
She sat down on couch next to him.
"Continue" she incited.
"Before we left Hogwarts, I was called into Professor Dumbledore's office. He's really good at psyching people."
She didn't say anything, just listened carefully to what he was saying.
"It was never a secret that Father was a Death Eater, and Dumbledore knew that I was supposed to become one as well. So Dumbledore tried to... convert me, and succeeded. I had a hard time deciding how to break the bands with my family, but then I decided to become a spy."
"That's brave."
"Yeah. But it didn't really turn out great. You see... before you can be accepted into the Death Eater Society you have to pass a certain amount of tests."
"What kind of tests?"
"Believe me, you don't want to know. I didn't really pass them great. But since Father was such a powerful member, I got more chances. It took me two years, before it was decided that I was accepted."
"That's only one year before..."
"I know" Draco interrupted. "And the Dark Lord knew that you were coming closer. He didn't trust anyone. So they decided, as a last challenge, to give me some Verisaterum and then question me."
A little "oh" slipped out of Hermione's mouth.
"They were going to kill me, and it's a miracle that I escaped."
"How did you..."
"Auror attack. Then, Dumbledore kind of took care of me. I had to keep hiding from them. But luckily, you three defeated him a year later, and I was allowed to live again. Dumbledore helped me to this job, and here I am."
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Draco. If I had have any idea of what you're been going through..."
"Your life hasn't exactly been simple either, has it?" he said and put an arm around her shoulders.
"No, but still, I can't believe how it must have felt, just keeping all your emotions inside yourself like that."
"Sch" he said and pressed a finger against her lips before bending towards her.
This chapter ends just here, with the passionate couple making love on the couch.
Author's note: Ey, readers! Long time, no see of this story but now I'm back!
Review-thank yous:
Angel of Slytherin – More is coming. Right now.
Chapter 5 – Draco's story
Obviously it worked, because Ron didn't write any more letters. Good, Hermione thought. But still, why did she feel so sorry about it?
I wasn't mean to him, she tried to convince herself. I just told the truth. Telling the truth is always the best thing to do, right? Of course it is. Always tell the truth, even if it hurts.
Then why did it keep her awake at this time of night? It was about 2:00 AM, and she sighed and turned around in the bed. Finally, she decided to go and take a little walk, maybe a bit of fresh air.
She took on a robe over her pajamas and went out in the Teacher Common room, but stopped, surprised. There was a fire in the fireplace, and someone was sitting on the couch in front of it, burning papers. She couldn't see who, because it was only a shadow.
She cleared her throat to announce her arrival. The person in front of the fire looked up, and she could now see who it was.
"Draco?"
"Oh, it was just you. You scared the shit out of me!"
"I'm sorry. What are you doing?"
"Just burning some stuff I found in my drawer. Nothing important."
"What kind of stuff?" she asked, curiously and walked closer.
"Old papers. It's nothing interesting!"
She stared into the flames.
"Hey, that thing in there looks like a photo album!"
Draco didn't answer, and had turned away, his shoulders shaking.
"What are you doing, really?"
"Just getting rid of my old life" he muttered.
"What happened to your old life, then? What happened to the old you?"
"You just won't give up, will you?" he asked
"No! C'mon, Draco, tell me!"
He took a deep breath.
"I don't want to go into details, but... well; it was just after graduation. I was supposed to join the Death Eaters."
She sat down on couch next to him.
"Continue" she incited.
"Before we left Hogwarts, I was called into Professor Dumbledore's office. He's really good at psyching people."
She didn't say anything, just listened carefully to what he was saying.
"It was never a secret that Father was a Death Eater, and Dumbledore knew that I was supposed to become one as well. So Dumbledore tried to... convert me, and succeeded. I had a hard time deciding how to break the bands with my family, but then I decided to become a spy."
"That's brave."
"Yeah. But it didn't really turn out great. You see... before you can be accepted into the Death Eater Society you have to pass a certain amount of tests."
"What kind of tests?"
"Believe me, you don't want to know. I didn't really pass them great. But since Father was such a powerful member, I got more chances. It took me two years, before it was decided that I was accepted."
"That's only one year before..."
"I know" Draco interrupted. "And the Dark Lord knew that you were coming closer. He didn't trust anyone. So they decided, as a last challenge, to give me some Verisaterum and then question me."
A little "oh" slipped out of Hermione's mouth.
"They were going to kill me, and it's a miracle that I escaped."
"How did you..."
"Auror attack. Then, Dumbledore kind of took care of me. I had to keep hiding from them. But luckily, you three defeated him a year later, and I was allowed to live again. Dumbledore helped me to this job, and here I am."
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Draco. If I had have any idea of what you're been going through..."
"Your life hasn't exactly been simple either, has it?" he said and put an arm around her shoulders.
"No, but still, I can't believe how it must have felt, just keeping all your emotions inside yourself like that."
"Sch" he said and pressed a finger against her lips before bending towards her.
This chapter ends just here, with the passionate couple making love on the couch.