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Chapter 3: Ups And Downs

Draco walked into the common room kicking his trunk aside splitting open his bag, spilling the books over he frantically searched for his journal. Finally taking his wand he muttered , "Accio Journal." The black leather bound book which had caused so much tension between the three zoomed towards its owner hitting the potrait and falling down. Curious, Draco stepped out of the common room to find his leather bound journal not as well maintained as it was. The corners were tattered due to the powerful summoning charm. The potrait screamed, "Books zooming around. I will not tolerate this." Ignoring them Draco picked up the book quickly going back to the common room carefully examining it. pointed his wand at the diary and said, " reveal the last person who touched it before its master" On the blank leather cover appeared silver letters spelling, "Hermione Jane Granger" "Mudblood!" exclaimed Draco. He banged his fists on the table, "This was supposed to be a suprise for them." he said to himself. The thing he dreaded was reporting this to Voldemort. Hermione wouldn't have read it. He consoled himself, but that was no use. He knew what the truth was and he knew what he had to do. The thing he was dreading, Report this to Voldemort. As much as he respected Voldemort, Draco actually feared him. He slowly took a handful of Floo-Powder and went under the fire place. "The Grave Of Riddle," he said loudly and clearly. He was off, spinning against the warm flames.

Walking out of the hidden fireplace he kicked of the mud from the earth making his way towards the Dark Lord. Draco walked towards him bowing slightly. The face turned, the face belonging to the snakelike face with red slits for eyes, it belonged to none other than Voldemort. "Rise Draco," said the familiar cold voice. Draco raised his head, aware that there were Death Eaters surrounding him including his father. "I am aware you have some bad news for me," said Voldemort. "They know it, Harry, Ron and Hermione know all about it," began Draco narrating the story. "Yes. Our suprise attack idea has gone, I forgive you as your the most important of this plan. We cannot afford to sacrifice you. But to ensure this does not happen again.." said Voldemort raising his wand. "Crucio"he said coldly as Draco fell down clenching his fists trying to fight off the pain. "You may go," Voldemort concluded. As Draco slipped his ring, which was an unauthorised portkey and vanished from the scene.


At the girl's dormitory, Hermione stared at the ceiling unable to sleep. The words of the Prophecy echoed in her mind. "Damn it! Can't I sleep," she muttered rolling over punching her pillow but was unable to sleep. The words of the prophecy troubled her. "I feel like killing that Seer. Pity! She's already dead, I just wish...well, wait a second. This is some stupid Prophecy. Hermione, I thought you don't believe in them. Divination is wooly remember that," she said to herself. Consoling herself she turned around trying to sleep. But what so ever, she couldn't sleep, "May as well check out something in the library," she said getting up. She pulled on her dressing gown and set for the library. "Hope Filch dosen't catch me," she thought walking faster. Opening the door of the library she crept inside closing it softly. Walking towards the restricted section she took out her wand, "Lumos" she muttered grabbing the first book her hand reached. "Prophecies" she read out. She hastily stuffed it back. When she heard a small sound, What was it? She crouched behind the table hearing the soft footsteps come nearer and nearer. She gasped as she saw who it was. The son of the Death Eater, the person behind all this 'Draco Malfoy.' For the first time in her life she felt herself afraid of him, Afraid? Afraid Of Draco Malfoy? Then, Suddenly a book fell of the shelf hitting her hard on the head as she groaned. Draco turned as Hermione gasped, She was found. Why does it bother me, he's also breaking the rules. The first two lines of the Prophecy echoed in her mind....


A/n. Sorry, this chappie. sort of dragged a bit. Forgive me if there are any spelling or grammatical errors as i'm in a hurry now. See you soon and keep reviewing. I promise a better chap. next time

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