Long chapter to apologize for the long wait. The ending was going to be the beginning to the next chapter but I figured I should give it to you here. Sorry for the wait!!
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Devilsfire!!! Actually, it wasn't a polyjuice potion. It was a spell that works like that potion but lasts much longer and gives the person who it's cast on the recent memories of the person they're changing into. It's one of those forbidden spells because it's like your stealing a part of someone when you turn into them. You'll see how Ron reacts to all of this.
Renn!!! I hope this makes you glad!! Although, what happens might not make you glad.
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Eyes of the Angel by Aloh Dark
Chapter 33: Bad Day
Draco woke with a groan. His whole body hurt and his head was pounding. He felt nauseous and the little bit of sunlight that was hitting his eyes was sending knives through his skull. At first he thought he'd drunk way too much the night before but then remembered he hadn't drunk any alcohol since school started.
"Oi, Draco, you okay?" The gruff voice of a freshly woken Goyle asked.
Draco groaned as the noise bashed his skull in. "Go way!" He moaned.
Goyle snickered. "Hung over?"
"No, I didn't drink." Draco growled.
"Someone slipped him a drug." Crabbe said lightly, sitting on Draco's bed. He forced the blond to roll over and sit up. Draco complained and whimpered the whole way.
"Drugged?" Goyle asked.
"Yes." Crabbe said, forcing Draco to drink for the goblet he held. "I saw Draco drink a bottle of butterbeer last night and next time I saw him he was passed out in here. It was only seven thirty."
Draco finished the potion and felt his headache lessen immensely. He felt like an actual person again and not just a mess of tangled nerves. "Who'd drug me?"
Crabbe shrugged. "I don't know. Who'd you get the drink from?"
"Found it in the common room next to an open one and an open book. Stole it before the person came back to claim it." Draco said. "Now, before we continue this topic, I have to get to a bathroom. My mouth taste like sawdust and I've gotta take a leak."
Crabbe stood up and rolled his eyes. "So eloquent in the morning."
"Piss off." Draco said and walked out of the room.
After he showered, brushed his teeth, relieved his bladder and made himself presentable, he was ready to talk again. Crabbe, Goyle and him would have continued with the conversation but Blaise had shown up with his new owl.
"Malfoy, sleep well? You were dead the whole night." Blaise said.
"Since when does my sleeping concern you?" Draco asked.
Blaise glared and sneered. "Just being civil. You could try it too every once in a while."
Draco rolled his eyes. "I don't have time for this. I'm hungry." He pushed past Blaise and left for the Great Hall.
Crabbe, Goyle and Draco all walked to the Great Hall. Gena hadn't been in the common room so they assumed she'd already left. When Gena was hungry there was very little that came in the way of her eating.
Draco was walking down the stairs when he spotted a Potter and a Granger but no Weasley. He thought that was a odd but realized that they didn't all hang out together all the time. Ron had probably had a late night doing homework and they were letting him sleep. He was going to just walk past them but Potter didn't let that happen.
Before Draco had any chance at all to react he was on the floor clutching his stomach. He was coughing for breath and pain was shooting through his abdomen. He saw spots and his mind was utterly confused.
"YOU FUCKING BLEEDING BASTARD!!!!!!" Harry screamed and would have kicked him except Crabbe and Goyle held him back. Harry thrashed in their grips wildly, his eyes screaming murder, Draco's murder. "I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!!!"
When Draco stood back up he looked at Harry like he'd lost his mind. "What in bleeding hell is wrong with you?"
"You damn well know what you did!!" Harry spat at him. "I'll kill you for what you've done to Ron!!"
"I've never done anything to Weasel!" Draco protested in disgust. "You're out of your fucking mind."
"WHAT IS GOING ON OUT HERE??!!" Snape roared from the doors to the Great Hall.
Harry immediately stopped his struggling and glared hatefully at Draco.
"Potter's lost his bleed mind. That's what's happened." Draco said. "Punched me in the gut then tried to kill me. Yelling that I did something to Weasley."
"You Bastard! You know what you did!!" Harry yelled.
"No! I don't!" Draco snapped back. "Why don't enlighten me because there is obviously something I'm not getting?!"
"Fifteen points from Gryffindor and thirty more if you continue with this Mr. Potter. I don't know what has gotten into the feeble little mind of yours but get it out." Snape hissed.
Harry clenched his jaw together and breathed harshly through his nose. He glared with such hatred at Draco that Draco thought he really was about to be murdered. Harry only yanked his arms from Crabbe and Goyle's grips before storming off past them up the stairs. Hermione followed him with a hateful glare at Draco too.
Draco watched them leave in amazement. When they were gone he turned back to his friends. "This day just got that much worse, and I have a feeling this is just the beginning of the fall."
"What did you do with Weasley?" Crabbe whispered as they walked to the Slytherin table to sit with Gena.
"Nothing! I did Nothing!" Draco protested. "At least nothing that would warrant that!"
Gena swallowed her bite of toast and looked at the boys. "Want me to talk with someone to get to the bottom of this?"
"No. But I think I need to talk with Weasley. He'd know what I might have done to get Potter like that." Draco said.
Gena suddenly crinkled her nose and waved her hand in front of her face. "Whoa, Draco, what the hell were you doing last night?"
"Busy sleeping off being drugged." Draco said flatly. "Because that's apparently what happened. I was drugged."
"Okay, explain this to me." Gena said, putting down her ham.
"Draco drank a butterbeer last night that put him in a drugged sleep at seven thirty." Crabbe said.
"He woke up with a hangover this morning." Goyle put in.
Gena sniffed her nose distastefully at Draco again. "Weren't you supposed to meet with Red last night?"
"Yes, well, but I obviously didn't make it." Draco said. "And missing a date with Ron wouldn't have Potter that mad at me. Seriously Gena, if looks could kill I'd be in my grave more than once over."
"Was he really that mad? We could all hear him yelling but not the words." Gena said.
"Mad as a wet cat in a sack." Draco said.
"This is all very fishy to me. We must get to the bottom of this. Your relationship could depend on it!" Gena said suddenly, raising her hand into the air in a fist.
The boys looked at her funny. That was a very un-Gena like move. She looked back at them funny. There was a long moment of silence between them. Gena sighed.
"I was watching old American movies last night. They go to my head." Gena said.
"Oh, okay." Crabbe said after another long moment of silence.
"Just one thing." Goyle said.
"Yes?" Gena asked.
"What's a movie?"
"Weasley! Hey Weasley!" Draco yelled after Ron. It was their free period and Ron had been avoiding him all day. Draco huffed and ran after the red head. He grabbed Ron's arm and forced him to stop. Ron just glared and ripped his arm from Draco's grasp.
"If you want your robes back, I'll send them with Pig tonight. Don't worry. I haven't done anything to them either." Ron said flatly.
"My robes?" Draco asked, stopping. He stared at Ron walking away as he tried to figure out what Ron was talking about. "Wait, what?"
Draco heard Ron sigh and knew he was rolling his eyes, but Ron didn't say anything back. Draco looked around and grit his teeth in frustration.
"Ron! Stop!" Draco yelled, putting a little pleading into his tone. "Please."
Ron halted but didn't turn. "You'll get your robes back, what more do you want? You said you wanted to leave, so leave."
"When did I ever say that? And what robes are you talking about?" Draco demanded as he walked up to Ron.
Ron turned and glared at him. "I swear you can be so dense sometimes. I guess I'll play along you sick bastard. Last night. You forgot your robes after you stormed out screaming that you were sick of hiding and you were leaving."
"But last night-" Draco started.
Ron turned. "I don't want to hear it. Just get out of my life. You've caused me too much greif to being with. I don't know why we were together anyway." Ron said as he walked off. "And these stupid little notes are making things just such a hell. I'm not doing this anymore."
Draco followed Ron wondering what he was muttering about. He shook his head because that wasn't important. What was important was the while he was asleep someone had talked to Ron, posed as himself.
"Ron, you have to listen to me. I was drugged last night. That wasn't me." Draco said.
Ron turned and punched him. "So? That's the excuse? You were drugged. How nice."
Draco held his stomach and caught his breath for the second time that day. "Ron, I swear that wasn't me in there. I was in the Slytherin dorms passed out. Just ask Crabbe, Goyle or Gena. They all can tell you that!"
"Yes, just ask your three best friends who'd have no qualms with lying to me. Yeah, I can just see that." Ron rounded on Draco. "Why do you insist on playing with me?"
"What? What do you mean playing with you?" Draco asked.
"You play with my emotions constantly. You can be so warm and loving to me and then be a right bastard the next moment. You make me think we're broken up only to change your mind the next day. You insult me, you insult my family and you insult my friends. Yes, I know that sometimes it was just play but you say it in ways that make me think you really mean it! I'm sick of to try and figure out if what you say is what you mean! And not to mention you're a bloody tease!" Ron yelled at him. "You initiate something and you bring it the hot and heavy point only to back out completely at the last second with no warning! You're driving me Insane!"
Draco's eyes flashed and he ground his teeth. "Well excuse me if I'm not bloody ready to go all the way yet! Call me a tease all you want but most of the time it's you who's pushing me to go farther than I feel comfortable with!"
"You're a Teenage BOY!! You're not supposed to want to stop!! You're supposed to want to shag all the time!!" Ron yelled.
"We've talked about this Weasley! You know my reasons! How dare you throw that stupid gender stereotype in my face!!" Draco yelled.
"Your reasons." Ron sneered. "You're stupid bloody reasons! You're not a virgin anyway, so what does it matter?"
"Well it's not like you didn't have anything to do with that, now did you! Did you make a habit of going around and fucking the emotionally distraught?" Draco screamed.
"Hey! You kissed me first! You started it!" Ron yelled.
"Oh, so then in my emotionally unstable state I'm liable for my actions! I told you why I what I wanted and you were the one who kept things going when you should have stopped!" Draco said.
"I should have stopped? I should have stopped?" Ron said, his voice rising. "Yeah! You know what! I should have! We wouldn't be in the damn mess if I had!"
"Damn right we wouldn't be!" Draco yelled.
"Good, we're agreed! So, as the one who got us into this disaster, I'll get us out." Ron said. He grabbed a hold of Draco's arms and roughly kissed Draco. He kissed him hard, knocking their teeth together. Draco could've sworn he tasted blood in his mouth as Ron pulled away. "It's over Malfoy. I never want to see your fucking face again."
Draco was stunned as he watched Ron walk away. Everything that had just been said came crashing back to him. He ran his tongue around his mouth and tasted the slight metallic taste of blood. His teeth had cut the inside of his lips when Ron kissed him.
"Oh shit." Draco said as he realized that they were officially, indisputably broken up.
Clapping forced Draco to turn and look to the side. Blaise stood against the wall with a smirk on his face. His clapping echo hollowly through the hall. He stopped as Draco glared at him.
"Nice performance, Draco. I'm glad my little spell last night had the desired effect." Blaise said softly.
Draco's blood went cold as he put two and two together. "You drugged me and went to Ron."
Blaise smirked. "Yes and no. I did drug you, but I didn't go to see your ex-boyfriend. A friend of mine did. He shall be happy to know that his job was done to perfection."
Draco saw red as he slammed Blaise against the wall. Draco's hands wrapped around Blaise's neck and tightened, wanting with all his being to kill the boy before him.
"MR. MALFOY!!" Flitwick screamed from behind him. "LET THE BOY GO AT ONCE!"
Blaise laughed softly as his oxygen was stolen from him. "You won't win." He gasped between his labored breaths. "You won't win." Blaise laughed softly and glared triumph as his pallor went blue.
Draco barely heard the professor's yells and barely felt his physical attempts to pry him off of Blaise. He didn't notice the professor being there at all until he was charmed away from Blaise's unconscious body.
By that time, Draco, Blaise and Professor Flitwick had been surrounded by an audience. Hermione Granger was one of the voyeurs standing in the front. She watched the scene in horror.
"I hope he's dead!" Draco yelled against the charmed ropes that bound him. "He deserves to die after what he did! He'll pay for what he did last night!"
"That's enough Mr. Malfoy!" Professor Flitwick yelled.
"I'll bastard again if I need to!! He won't get away with what he did to Ron!"
"I said that's enough!" He yelled again and silence Draco with a charm.
Draco yelled more but to no voice. He eventually gave up and just glared hatred at the prone form.
Flitwick charmed a stretcher and placed Blaise on it. It floated in front of him as he made his way to the hospital wing. Draco had no choice but to follow since Flitwick charmed him to do so.
Hermione gasped at Draco's last statement.
"So it was Blaise who drugged him." A voice whispered behind her.
She turned and came face to face with Gena. "What did Blaise do?"
Gena glared distrustfully for a moment then relented. She looked at the student around them. "This isn't the place. Follow me." She turned and began to walk away.
Hermione hesitated a second before following Gena with determination. She'd heard horrible things about the girl but decided that the truth about what happened last night was more important that rumors. The wandered that halls silently until Gena opened up the door to an abandoned classroom.
"So, you want to know what happened last night?" Gena asked.
"Yes. I want the truth." Hermione said.
"I don't have the whole truth. Only Blaise and Weasley have that. But I do have some truth." Gena said.
"Just tell me what you know about last night." Hermione said.
"Only if you tell me what Weasley told you and Potter." Gena said back.
"Deal. You first." Hermione agreed.
"Well, from what I was told this morning, Draco spent the night, from about seven thirty on, in his bed asleep. He'd drunk a butterbeer that was spiked with some potion that knocked him out all night. Apparently, Blaise is the one who drugged Draco. Blaise also must have done something to Weasley. This morning, well, you know what Potter did to Draco. And you know why." Gena paused. "So, why?" Hermione hesitated. "I know about them being a couple, so don't hold back because of that. There is nothing to hide. I smell Weasley on Draco way too often to not know about them."
"Ron came back to the Tower last night terribly upset. He told Harry and I to come with him because he needed to tell us something. So, the three of us left the common room and found an abandoned classroom to talk in. He told us that Malfoy had shown up last night and they were together. Well, things had gotten, well, hot with Malfoy as the initiator. Ron asked Malfoy if he was sure he wanted to keep going and Malfoy blew up at him. Claimed that he was sick of hiding everything and no longer wanted to be in the relationship if they had to keep hiding. He stormed out after that." Hermione explained.
Gena thought for a moment. "So, Blaise drugged Draco then went to Weasley as Draco. That doesn't make sense. Why would he do that?"
"I don't know. I didn't think that anyone knew they were together. But a surprising amount of people are turning up to know." Hermione muttered.
"What do you mean?" Gena asked.
"Well, you and Blaise." Hermione said. "And there was a note that Ron got warning him of that 'something wicked this way comes.'"
"Macbeth." Gena smirked. "Well, who ever wrote that note either knew what Blaise was going to do or will be sadly disappointed to know their plans to break them up can't be put to use."
"This is all so strange. Who would want to do this and why?" Hermione asked.
"Lust?" Gena suggested. "Maybe someone wants either Draco or Weasley and thinks breaking them up will make the chances for themselves better."
"What ever the reasons, we have to get Ron and Malfoy in the same room to let them know what's going on. And so they'd get back together." Hermione said.
"Why would you want them back together? You like Weasley. Now's your chance to turn him straight." Gena said.
Hermione shook her head sadly. "I do like him, but he was so much happier with Malfoy than I could ever make him. I want him happy, even if he's not with me."
Gena smiled. "Good answer. I'm much more willing to help you with this now. We just have to figure this all out. And hope that Draco didn't get himself expelled."
