Title: The Dragon
Pendant
Chapter: Nine
Author: DaemonGirl or aka
Phoenix
Rating: bordering between R and NC-17 for sexual
relations and violence, maybe language.
Disclaimer: I do not
own Harry Potter and Co, just borrowing them for a little while then
putting them back where they belong. I also do not own any songs
mentioned either.
"Okay," Snape sneered. "You are to ask your partners any question you wish and they will be only able to the absolute complete truth."
The class slowly nodded their heads.
"This potion will last for approximately three hours."
Harry and Draco looked at each other nervously. Each dreading what the other would ask.
"Well," said Harry. "We might as well get this done and over with."
Draco nodded, afraid of what would come out of his mouth.
"I'll go first," Harry said.
Draco nodded in agreement because he was too nervous to ask Harry a question.
"Why have you treated me, Ron and Hermione like crap for the last six years?"
"Uh," Draco replied. Then before he could control what he was saying he spilled everything to Harry. "When I first seen you before first year, I knew who you were. I wanted to be your friend, but since I didn't have any friends I didn't know how to act so I acted like I was taught. Impress others by being better then them. I so desperately wanted you to be my friend that I had to fight it all," as the words tumbled out of his mouth he became horrified. This is not what I need to tell potter he thought, how am I supposed to keep my tough guy image if I sound like a crybaby in front of The Boy Who Lived? Oh god, someone shoot me please.
"My father told me I had to be better then everybody because some day I was to be the Dark Lord's heir. I looked up to him then." Then he thought yeah, that was then, this is now. I wish I could make people believe I am not my father nor do I want to be, ever.
"Then on the train ride here, I seen how easily you made friends with Ron that I became jealous. That is why I started to torment you two. I hoped that I could make you see that I was better then him. But then I realized that the more I tormented the both of you the closer you two became, this infuriated me," blushed pink. Then as he thought Oh my, I can't believe that I told him that. The blush darkened to a crimson red.
"You may have not noticed, but I have been watching you. Everything you, Ron and Hermione do. I wonder every time I see you together what it would be like to have friends that would die for me. I've never had friends like that. So I guess to answer your question is, I am jealous of the famous Harry Potter, as pathetic as that makes me sound."
He looked away from Harry unable to see those green eyes look at him in an amaze of wonderment.
Harry stared at Draco dumbfounded. He thought to himself, how could Draco Malfoy be jealous of me, of all people to be jealous of? When he has all the good looks, money, and probably everyone fawning over his every want and need.
"Whatever Draco," Harry said. "I don't believe you anyways."
"Incase you forgot, Potter, we are under a truth serum, even a weak one at that."
"Oh yeah. I forgot." Harry caught Draco's eyes again and looked him steadily in the eyes, "Now its your turn to ask me a question." He felt nervous.
Draco thought for a moment then asked, "What is it like to be the Boy-Who-Lived?"
To Harry, it seemed is if time slowed down to almost a complete stop. No one had ever asked him that before nor he ever considered what it was like to be him.
He started to speak softly at first only Draco could hear him. Then his voice grew stronger as his confidence grew along with what he was telling Draco.
"Well, when I was growing up in the muggle home with the Dursley's, I always thought my parents died in a car crash. But I sometimes had these weird dreams where I could hear my mother calling out to me. then my father telling her to run. Then there was a weird green light. I never understood the reason behind them until I came here. But I still don't know why they were killed. Or why Voldemort is still after me trying to kill me."
At the sound of Voldemort's name Draco shuddered. Granted he was used to the name for his father used it in mixed company to display the lack of fear he had over his master.
"As for my friends," Harry continued, "they always supported me in what ever I did. Especially when it was facing death at the end of every school year for the last 6 years, and it probably will be this year too."
Why am I telling him this? Harry thought. Oh yeah, I took a truth serum. Der. But he already knows this stuff, doesn't he?
Harry had a far off look upon his face, "Yeah, it seems only Ron and Hermione seem to treat me as a person instead of hero-worshipping me like most of this school does." He sighed, "then at home during summer breaks I get treated like I am something the Dursley's stepped in, sometimes worse." Then to no one in particular he stated, "I feel like a house elf."
(AN: this is going away from Harry and Draco for a bit, but don't worry, it'll get back to them shortly)
Hermione caught that part and just stared at Harry. She couldn't believe he said that. He feels like a house elf? Wow. I'll have to ask him about it later.
"Granger," Goyle said suddenly snapping Hermione out of her thoughts. "answer my question, if you could have a one night stand with anyone in the school right now, who would it be and why?"
This shocked Hermione, first because it was Goyle speaking in a complete sentence and second he was asking her something very personal to her, then third, she didn't even know the answer till she opened her mouth.
"It would have to be Ginny Weasley." She stated very bluntly. "I mean have you looked at her recently. Her flaming red hair, her soft curves. Yeah, I know she is only 16, but still." Hermione wanted to die. Had she really told Goyle that? Had anyone else been listening? especially Harry or Ron? She knew Harry wouldn't have a problem with it, but Ron might.
Goyle snickered, heh, he thought, the school thinks I am stupid and slow, but now the smartest girl in our class knows better. Also I have some blackmail material I can use on her. "Alright Granger, Now what?"
Hermione stuttered, "Iâ uhâ wellâ I don't know." Right then Snape came and interrupted them. She was glad for it though.
"Is there a problem here miss Granger?" he asked coolly?
"No, sir. There isn't. We were just finishing up since class is almost over."
"Good. Carry on as you were." And he moved away to his next victim, err set of students.
Ron noticed Snape stopping and asking Hermione and Goyle a question. That slimy git, how dare he ask her for anything. After he has made our lives a living hell in his class for the last 6 yearsâ if I can ever get back at him, it won't be soon enough! As quickly as his anger appeared, it disappeared.
Crabbe was asking him stupid questions like "Do you think your sister would go out with me?" and "What would you do if your sister went out with me?" Ron wanted to smack him up side the head with all his might, but he knew he would get kicked out of class and have to serve a detention with Snape, which he did not want to do even if it meant he had to eat a hundred spiders.
"You know what Crabbe, just shut up and quit asking your stupid questions, cause no, my sister would not go out with you if you were next to the last person on earth, and since that wont ever happen, I wont do anything to you." Then looked Crabbe straight in the eye, "Yet anyways."
Crabbe looked at him dumbfounded. "Oh, okay."
Ron sat there and he noticed Harry and Draco talking animatedly. He got a the jealous feeling he knew all too well. What could they be talking so closely about, They hate each other. And besides, Harry is my best friend, not Draco's!
Just then the door opened, and Albus Dumbledore walked in the room. Everyone became quiet. "May I see Draco Malfoy please." He asked.
Everyone turned to Draco and stared and the one thought was on their mind, what could the headmaster want with him, was he in trouble, did he find out that Draco is going to become a death eater?
Before he left he leaned to Harry and said, "We can finish this conversation later, meet me tonight, same spot as last time, okay?"
Harry nodded. Draco left with the headmaster.
As soon as the door shut, the class was buzzing with what could be the matter with Draco.
