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Summery: After his conversation with Ron in the Great Hall, Malfoy goes to visit his enemy in the Hospital Wing.
Ron's Evil Secret Chapter Seven
By Stacey Leonie Kendall ~*~
Harry listened for the sounds of another person carefully. The Boy-Who- Lived knew there was someone standing in the darkness, waiting calmly beside his hospital bed. He had been expecting a visitor.
"A true Death Eater then," Harry whispered, sneering up at the blonde Slytherin. "Hiding in the shadows."
Draco Malfoy stepped forward quietly. Only half of his face was covered in darkness now.
"I don't hide, Potter," Malfoy spoke calmly. "And I assure you, I am no more a Death Eater than Dumbledore. Although, I don't see why I should have to prove myself to you."
Harry looked up at the Slytherin coldly.
"Don't deny it, Malfoy." Harry sneered. "You're a cold, evil, slimy bastard."
"Perhaps you should be looking at yourself a bit more closely, scar head." Malfoy whispered.
Malfoy smiled slightly. Harry, who was no longer sneering, narrowed his green eyes evilly. Clearly hating the fact that his words were having no effect on the blonde boy, Harry sat back in his bed, trying to look indifferent, despite the fact that Malfoy seemed to be getting the better of him yet again.
"Why are you here?" Harry spat.
"To warn you-"
"Warn me?" Harry laughed smugly, however, his laugher was short lived. As quick as lightening, Malfoy pulled his wand from his pocket and pointed it right at Harry's heart.
"The only reason I didn't kill you last night, POTTER, was because of Weasley." Malfoy whispered, his voice full of hatred. "You truly are the lowest of the low. Now I'm warning you, stay away from Ron!"
Harry glared at Malfoy's wand for a second and then moved to look at the Slytherin again. Trying not to look scared, he forced as smile to appear on his thin, pale face.
"Ron's mine, not yours." Harry bit back. Malfoy lowered his wand, starring at Harry unblinkingly. "And you can't stand it -"
"Shut the fuck up!"
Malfoy had to stop himself from shouting. Harry had clearly hit a nerve.
"He'll never choose you over me."
"Ron belongs to me and there's nothing you can do about it!" Draco snarled.
Harry sniggered. "Bet your fathers happy for you then?"
"My father is of no importance -" Malfoy started.
"Doesn't know you're shagging a Weasley then?"
Malfoy didn't answer.
"What a shame." Harry spoke clearly. "Because you see, I thought he did - so -"
'No!" Malfoy thought. 'He couldn't have! He couldn't have told him.' Malfoy felt every part of his body stiffen. For the first time in his life, Malfoy was scared. He was terrified, not for himself, but for Ron. Draco knew his father only too well. He wouldn't have to think twice about killing Ron. Another muggle-lover to add to his list, a male muggle-lover who was best friends with Harry Potter, had helped to stop Voldemort from rising in the past and was shagging his only son. Bad combination.
" - I mean, there won't be any one to carry on the famous, pure blood family name now your gay, but I'm sure Daddy will be able to see past that -"
"Shut up!" Malfoy spat, jabbing his wand into Harry's chest once more. "You stupid idiot! My father - he'll kill -"
"You?" Harry spoke, his voice cracking slightly. "That's what I was hoping for."
"No!" Malfoy whispered, gritting his teeth. "He'll kill Ron - He's going to come after Ron and he'll kill him!"
There was silence, as they both grew pale. Harry tore his glare away from Malfoy's cold eyes before he spoke.
"Better that," he said in a cold whisper. "Than being with you -"
That was it. Malfoy couldn't take it anymore. The famous Harry Potter really was pure evil. He deserved to die. However, before Draco could utter another word, a clear, chilling scream filled the room and it didn't stop. Frightened voices filled the castle, tables and chairs being thrown about - The Death Eaters had come for Ron.
*SLK*
Note: I'm sorry about the wait, but this chapter been a pain in the arse to write! Basically, nothing much has happened, but in order to get to the next bit, I had to write this bit. Harry's turned evil - well, not evil - the fames gone to his head a bit ---- anyway, please, please review and thank you to all the people who have. I'm very grateful.
Summery: After his conversation with Ron in the Great Hall, Malfoy goes to visit his enemy in the Hospital Wing.
Ron's Evil Secret Chapter Seven
By Stacey Leonie Kendall ~*~
Harry listened for the sounds of another person carefully. The Boy-Who- Lived knew there was someone standing in the darkness, waiting calmly beside his hospital bed. He had been expecting a visitor.
"A true Death Eater then," Harry whispered, sneering up at the blonde Slytherin. "Hiding in the shadows."
Draco Malfoy stepped forward quietly. Only half of his face was covered in darkness now.
"I don't hide, Potter," Malfoy spoke calmly. "And I assure you, I am no more a Death Eater than Dumbledore. Although, I don't see why I should have to prove myself to you."
Harry looked up at the Slytherin coldly.
"Don't deny it, Malfoy." Harry sneered. "You're a cold, evil, slimy bastard."
"Perhaps you should be looking at yourself a bit more closely, scar head." Malfoy whispered.
Malfoy smiled slightly. Harry, who was no longer sneering, narrowed his green eyes evilly. Clearly hating the fact that his words were having no effect on the blonde boy, Harry sat back in his bed, trying to look indifferent, despite the fact that Malfoy seemed to be getting the better of him yet again.
"Why are you here?" Harry spat.
"To warn you-"
"Warn me?" Harry laughed smugly, however, his laugher was short lived. As quick as lightening, Malfoy pulled his wand from his pocket and pointed it right at Harry's heart.
"The only reason I didn't kill you last night, POTTER, was because of Weasley." Malfoy whispered, his voice full of hatred. "You truly are the lowest of the low. Now I'm warning you, stay away from Ron!"
Harry glared at Malfoy's wand for a second and then moved to look at the Slytherin again. Trying not to look scared, he forced as smile to appear on his thin, pale face.
"Ron's mine, not yours." Harry bit back. Malfoy lowered his wand, starring at Harry unblinkingly. "And you can't stand it -"
"Shut the fuck up!"
Malfoy had to stop himself from shouting. Harry had clearly hit a nerve.
"He'll never choose you over me."
"Ron belongs to me and there's nothing you can do about it!" Draco snarled.
Harry sniggered. "Bet your fathers happy for you then?"
"My father is of no importance -" Malfoy started.
"Doesn't know you're shagging a Weasley then?"
Malfoy didn't answer.
"What a shame." Harry spoke clearly. "Because you see, I thought he did - so -"
'No!" Malfoy thought. 'He couldn't have! He couldn't have told him.' Malfoy felt every part of his body stiffen. For the first time in his life, Malfoy was scared. He was terrified, not for himself, but for Ron. Draco knew his father only too well. He wouldn't have to think twice about killing Ron. Another muggle-lover to add to his list, a male muggle-lover who was best friends with Harry Potter, had helped to stop Voldemort from rising in the past and was shagging his only son. Bad combination.
" - I mean, there won't be any one to carry on the famous, pure blood family name now your gay, but I'm sure Daddy will be able to see past that -"
"Shut up!" Malfoy spat, jabbing his wand into Harry's chest once more. "You stupid idiot! My father - he'll kill -"
"You?" Harry spoke, his voice cracking slightly. "That's what I was hoping for."
"No!" Malfoy whispered, gritting his teeth. "He'll kill Ron - He's going to come after Ron and he'll kill him!"
There was silence, as they both grew pale. Harry tore his glare away from Malfoy's cold eyes before he spoke.
"Better that," he said in a cold whisper. "Than being with you -"
That was it. Malfoy couldn't take it anymore. The famous Harry Potter really was pure evil. He deserved to die. However, before Draco could utter another word, a clear, chilling scream filled the room and it didn't stop. Frightened voices filled the castle, tables and chairs being thrown about - The Death Eaters had come for Ron.
*SLK*
Note: I'm sorry about the wait, but this chapter been a pain in the arse to write! Basically, nothing much has happened, but in order to get to the next bit, I had to write this bit. Harry's turned evil - well, not evil - the fames gone to his head a bit ---- anyway, please, please review and thank you to all the people who have. I'm very grateful.