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already so graciously bestowed upon us.
A/N: I want to thank any and all who have so graciously given me reviews to this story.
"You see, Miss Matthews, when most people transform into their patronous', they turn into something such as a bunny rabbit, a dog, a cat, or any other form of the such. But nearly every animal that a person can transform into has a wild side as well as a tame side."
"I'm afraid I don't understand, Professor," frowned Malya. "What exactly do you mean by a wild side and a tame side?"
"For instance," said Dumbledore, "a dog can prowl wildly if no one takes the time or the effort to make it a pet. But most dogs are tame, domestic. They are usually pets and give their masters a lifetime of happiness. Most animals are able to do this. Even in the wizarding world, nearly all animals are tame or wild. All, that is, except two. The dragon and the unicorn."
"And I was the unicorn," nodded Malya. "But, what has that got to do with me and Malfoy?"
"You were probably too shocked to realize that Mr. Malfoy had transformed himself into a blue and green dragon," replied Dumbledore.
"So, that is why the others were talking about us?" questioned Malya.
"Almost," replied Dumbledore. "You see, the dragon and the unicorn are the only two animals that can never really be tamed by man nor by wizard."
"But I thought Ron's brother works with dragons in Romania?" said Malya. "At least, that is what Ron told me."
"Yes, they are calmer," replied Dumbledore. "But you see, a dragon is never happy to be contained in a small area and by just one master. That is why any dragons that are to be tamed are to live in a dragon colony. They must be with their own kind in order to feel even a little contentment. There has only been one successful case of a tamed dragon that was fully happy with being tame. Most 'tamed' dragons are always yearning to the freedom to fly wherever they want and to do whatever they wish. In fact, most trainers would give up if it weren't for the fact that dragons would completely take over the wizarding, as well as the muggle, world."
"And what of unicorns?" asked Malya.
"Well, I don't think I've ever heard of a unicorn pet in all my travel," smiled Dumbledore.
"But Professor," said Malya, "I still don't see what that has to do with me and Malfoy. Sure, we both can transform into these creatures. But what is it that made Malfoy so angry?"
"Well, you see, ever since Voldemort went into hiding after his unfortunate encounter with Harry the baby, he knew that there was most certainly a force more powerful than he was. And, being the insane, power hungry wizard that he is, he decided that he needed to gather the most powerful forces that he could get. When Harry came to Hogwarts in his first year, Voldemort thought that he could defeat him with Quirrel and the sorcerer's stone. As you probably know, that did not turn out so well. And as each year passed and Harry continued to defeat him, Voldemort became outraged. Finally, after Harry's fifth year, Voldemort discovered a big secret. He found that there were to be two animagious', both who could change into fantastic beasts."
"You mean-
"Yes, Miss Matthews," finished Dumbledore. "You and Malfoy. He knows that with you two on Harry's side, he would most certainly have no chance of ever coming to power. But with you two on his side, his chances for success far exceed his power."
"Well, then I promise I won't do anything wrong to get myself on his side," said Malya simply.
"I'm afraid it won't be that easy," said Dumbledore sadly. "Voldemort is no fool and has many manners of persuasion. That is why precautions must be taken to make sure that you, Draco, and all your friends are safe. That is where Mr. Malfoy was getting angry about. In order to be sure that your friends are not endangered, I have decided to make you and Mr. Malfoy reside in the eastern most part of the castle together, away from the other houses."
"No!" squeaked Malya. "Please, Professor Dumbledore. I will do anything to avoid sharing anything with that ferret. I'll go by myself, if I have to. Just please don't make me do it." Dumbledore held up his hand to silence her.
"I see you and Mr. Malfoy share a common hate for one another," he chuckled. "But I see no way around it. With you two in the Slytherin common room with the others, you are not only endangering your lives, but theirs as well."
"What about classes?" asked Malya.
"You will both be escorted to each class by a teacher and to your dormitories by myself, if I am available. You are to meet with me tonight after dinner so we can discuss the password to the common room that you two share. And I wouldn't worry if I were you. You both have separate rooms and bathrooms, so that if one should be attacked during the night, the other should have a chance to leave and warn a teacher."
"Oh yeah, I feel SO much better," grumbled Malya. Dumbledore stood to leave, but then turned.
"Oh yes, I almost forgot," he said. "After tomorrows game, I want to meet with you two to discuss the remainder of the Quidditch season."
"But Professor," complained Malya. "If nobody has been attacked yet, then why should all these precautions be made for our 'safety'?"
"Because, Miss Matthews," replied Dumbledore. "I find that the best defense to anything is by being proactive instead of being reactive. Instead of waiting for something bad to happen, why not prepare an attack ahead of time?" With that, he slowly walked out of the hospital room, leaving Malya alone with just her thoughts. This wasn't comforting in any way because all she could think of was how horrible it would be to not only see that bloody ferret during classes and Quidditch games, but also before she goes to bed as well.
"I hate my life," she muttered. She then rolled over and closed her eyes again.
A/N: I want to thank any and all who have so graciously given me reviews to this story.
"You see, Miss Matthews, when most people transform into their patronous', they turn into something such as a bunny rabbit, a dog, a cat, or any other form of the such. But nearly every animal that a person can transform into has a wild side as well as a tame side."
"I'm afraid I don't understand, Professor," frowned Malya. "What exactly do you mean by a wild side and a tame side?"
"For instance," said Dumbledore, "a dog can prowl wildly if no one takes the time or the effort to make it a pet. But most dogs are tame, domestic. They are usually pets and give their masters a lifetime of happiness. Most animals are able to do this. Even in the wizarding world, nearly all animals are tame or wild. All, that is, except two. The dragon and the unicorn."
"And I was the unicorn," nodded Malya. "But, what has that got to do with me and Malfoy?"
"You were probably too shocked to realize that Mr. Malfoy had transformed himself into a blue and green dragon," replied Dumbledore.
"So, that is why the others were talking about us?" questioned Malya.
"Almost," replied Dumbledore. "You see, the dragon and the unicorn are the only two animals that can never really be tamed by man nor by wizard."
"But I thought Ron's brother works with dragons in Romania?" said Malya. "At least, that is what Ron told me."
"Yes, they are calmer," replied Dumbledore. "But you see, a dragon is never happy to be contained in a small area and by just one master. That is why any dragons that are to be tamed are to live in a dragon colony. They must be with their own kind in order to feel even a little contentment. There has only been one successful case of a tamed dragon that was fully happy with being tame. Most 'tamed' dragons are always yearning to the freedom to fly wherever they want and to do whatever they wish. In fact, most trainers would give up if it weren't for the fact that dragons would completely take over the wizarding, as well as the muggle, world."
"And what of unicorns?" asked Malya.
"Well, I don't think I've ever heard of a unicorn pet in all my travel," smiled Dumbledore.
"But Professor," said Malya, "I still don't see what that has to do with me and Malfoy. Sure, we both can transform into these creatures. But what is it that made Malfoy so angry?"
"Well, you see, ever since Voldemort went into hiding after his unfortunate encounter with Harry the baby, he knew that there was most certainly a force more powerful than he was. And, being the insane, power hungry wizard that he is, he decided that he needed to gather the most powerful forces that he could get. When Harry came to Hogwarts in his first year, Voldemort thought that he could defeat him with Quirrel and the sorcerer's stone. As you probably know, that did not turn out so well. And as each year passed and Harry continued to defeat him, Voldemort became outraged. Finally, after Harry's fifth year, Voldemort discovered a big secret. He found that there were to be two animagious', both who could change into fantastic beasts."
"You mean-
"Yes, Miss Matthews," finished Dumbledore. "You and Malfoy. He knows that with you two on Harry's side, he would most certainly have no chance of ever coming to power. But with you two on his side, his chances for success far exceed his power."
"Well, then I promise I won't do anything wrong to get myself on his side," said Malya simply.
"I'm afraid it won't be that easy," said Dumbledore sadly. "Voldemort is no fool and has many manners of persuasion. That is why precautions must be taken to make sure that you, Draco, and all your friends are safe. That is where Mr. Malfoy was getting angry about. In order to be sure that your friends are not endangered, I have decided to make you and Mr. Malfoy reside in the eastern most part of the castle together, away from the other houses."
"No!" squeaked Malya. "Please, Professor Dumbledore. I will do anything to avoid sharing anything with that ferret. I'll go by myself, if I have to. Just please don't make me do it." Dumbledore held up his hand to silence her.
"I see you and Mr. Malfoy share a common hate for one another," he chuckled. "But I see no way around it. With you two in the Slytherin common room with the others, you are not only endangering your lives, but theirs as well."
"What about classes?" asked Malya.
"You will both be escorted to each class by a teacher and to your dormitories by myself, if I am available. You are to meet with me tonight after dinner so we can discuss the password to the common room that you two share. And I wouldn't worry if I were you. You both have separate rooms and bathrooms, so that if one should be attacked during the night, the other should have a chance to leave and warn a teacher."
"Oh yeah, I feel SO much better," grumbled Malya. Dumbledore stood to leave, but then turned.
"Oh yes, I almost forgot," he said. "After tomorrows game, I want to meet with you two to discuss the remainder of the Quidditch season."
"But Professor," complained Malya. "If nobody has been attacked yet, then why should all these precautions be made for our 'safety'?"
"Because, Miss Matthews," replied Dumbledore. "I find that the best defense to anything is by being proactive instead of being reactive. Instead of waiting for something bad to happen, why not prepare an attack ahead of time?" With that, he slowly walked out of the hospital room, leaving Malya alone with just her thoughts. This wasn't comforting in any way because all she could think of was how horrible it would be to not only see that bloody ferret during classes and Quidditch games, but also before she goes to bed as well.
"I hate my life," she muttered. She then rolled over and closed her eyes again.