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And thanx Savver! Supp?
Hope u all liked chapter 1... cuz here comes chapter 2!
Professor McGonagall stepped forward, trembling with rage, her eyes huge. "Were you two students fighting?" She put stress on each individual word. Harry was so blind with anger, he didn't even care anymore. Malfoy had just gone too far. He crossed his arms and stood tall, looking her right in the eye. The onlookers were fearfully still, and an expectant silence pierced the air.
"Yeah, we were." Harry replied firmly. Professor McGonagall glared at him angrily.
"What is he doing?" Ron whispered hoarsely. "Is he trying to get in trouble?"
"Hush!" Hermione snapped, craning her neck to get a better look.
"You two," Professor McGonagall indicated Harry and Malfoy. "In my office. Now." She turned on her heel and glided back to the castle. Harry followed stiffly, darting enraged looks at Malfoy. Malfoy slowly got to his feet, still in shock. Urgh...shouldn't have done that...shouldn't have done that... he thought, as Crabbe and Goyle ran forward and grabbed his arms. Malfoy pulled away, and began to walk behind Harry.
The crowd gradually dispersed as they vanished into the enormous doorway. Hermione grabbed Ron's arm tightly, and yanked for him to follow. "Come ON, Ron!" She hurried through the huge doors and turned abruptly right, then left, then down a hallway, then through a door, then a left turn, then down a long corridor, then up the staircase.
"Slow...down...Hermione!" Ron panted, whose arm was growing numb from her grip. She narrowly avoided a large statue, then rounded another corner and flew down the next corridor. Two wizards were playing chess in a nearby portrait. Hermione whooshed past, just missing slamming into it head-on.
"Hey!" Shouted a red-faced wizard, shaking his fist threateningly. "Watch where you're going!"
"Sorry!" She called over her shoulder, without looking back. They rounded a final corner, their robes flapping behind them.
"Hermione...let...go..." Suddenly, she ground to a halt in front of a tall mahogany door. Ron wrenched his arm from her grip. He shook it painfully, and took in a sharp breath. Glancing over at Hermione, he followed her to the door. Faint voices could be heard from Professor McGonagall's office, but not that clearly.
"Boy, some Extendable Ears could sure come in handy right now." Ron whispered. Hermione put her finger to her lips angrily, and they both fell silent. She pressed her ear to the door, listening intently. Ron did the same.
"...possibly have a good enough reason to engage in Muggle dueling!" Came a muffled voice from the other side of the door.
"What have you got to say for yourself?" Professor McGonagall shouted. She pursed her lips furiously. Harry turned to Malfoy. He was sitting in a chair, looking around nervously. A tissue was held to his lip, which was still pouring out blood. Harry turned his head back to Professor McGonagall and shrugged.
"I'm not sorry I punched him." Harry said stubbornly.
"Well." She straightened some papers on her desk. "I suppose we should find an appropriate punishment for you two." She pulled a thick red book from the drawer, and leafed through the pages, which were yellowed with age. "That will be twenty points from Gryffindor...twenty points from Slytherin...I would like to see each of you for detention at 5 o'clock in my office for one week– Draco, go to the hospital wing– and Mr. Potter," She looked up at Harry over the top of her glasses, "Could you escort him, please?" Harry growled under his breath, but Professor McGonagall didn't seem to notice. She looked down and began to scribble on a page which was already half-filled with handwriting.
Harry stood up and hesitantly headed over to Malfoy's chair. He didn't help him up, just waited for him in disgust. Harry thought he felt a hand lightly rest on his shoulder, but simply shrugged the feeling off and looked impatiently back.
Malfoy gathered himself together and got up. Harry began to walk and opened the door, not holding it open for Draco. Malfoy caught the heavy door just before it hit his face. He looked ahead; Harry was already halfway down the hallway. Malfoy rushed up to walk next to him, letting his footfalls match Harry's. They walked in silence for a while.
Why isn't he saying anything, wondered Harry. Normally he would consider this the perfect time to make fun of me. There's no one around... He looked up and around him at the empty hall, then something caught his eye next to him. Malfoy was looking at Harry with a kind of smile at the edge of his lips. It wasn't really the nasty smile Harry was used to getting from him. It was different somehow... they looked at each other for a split second, then snapped their gaze back to the hallway in front of them. The rest of the walk was surrounded by a strange, awkward silence.
And thanx Savver! Supp?
Hope u all liked chapter 1... cuz here comes chapter 2!
Professor McGonagall stepped forward, trembling with rage, her eyes huge. "Were you two students fighting?" She put stress on each individual word. Harry was so blind with anger, he didn't even care anymore. Malfoy had just gone too far. He crossed his arms and stood tall, looking her right in the eye. The onlookers were fearfully still, and an expectant silence pierced the air.
"Yeah, we were." Harry replied firmly. Professor McGonagall glared at him angrily.
"What is he doing?" Ron whispered hoarsely. "Is he trying to get in trouble?"
"Hush!" Hermione snapped, craning her neck to get a better look.
"You two," Professor McGonagall indicated Harry and Malfoy. "In my office. Now." She turned on her heel and glided back to the castle. Harry followed stiffly, darting enraged looks at Malfoy. Malfoy slowly got to his feet, still in shock. Urgh...shouldn't have done that...shouldn't have done that... he thought, as Crabbe and Goyle ran forward and grabbed his arms. Malfoy pulled away, and began to walk behind Harry.
The crowd gradually dispersed as they vanished into the enormous doorway. Hermione grabbed Ron's arm tightly, and yanked for him to follow. "Come ON, Ron!" She hurried through the huge doors and turned abruptly right, then left, then down a hallway, then through a door, then a left turn, then down a long corridor, then up the staircase.
"Slow...down...Hermione!" Ron panted, whose arm was growing numb from her grip. She narrowly avoided a large statue, then rounded another corner and flew down the next corridor. Two wizards were playing chess in a nearby portrait. Hermione whooshed past, just missing slamming into it head-on.
"Hey!" Shouted a red-faced wizard, shaking his fist threateningly. "Watch where you're going!"
"Sorry!" She called over her shoulder, without looking back. They rounded a final corner, their robes flapping behind them.
"Hermione...let...go..." Suddenly, she ground to a halt in front of a tall mahogany door. Ron wrenched his arm from her grip. He shook it painfully, and took in a sharp breath. Glancing over at Hermione, he followed her to the door. Faint voices could be heard from Professor McGonagall's office, but not that clearly.
"Boy, some Extendable Ears could sure come in handy right now." Ron whispered. Hermione put her finger to her lips angrily, and they both fell silent. She pressed her ear to the door, listening intently. Ron did the same.
"...possibly have a good enough reason to engage in Muggle dueling!" Came a muffled voice from the other side of the door.
"What have you got to say for yourself?" Professor McGonagall shouted. She pursed her lips furiously. Harry turned to Malfoy. He was sitting in a chair, looking around nervously. A tissue was held to his lip, which was still pouring out blood. Harry turned his head back to Professor McGonagall and shrugged.
"I'm not sorry I punched him." Harry said stubbornly.
"Well." She straightened some papers on her desk. "I suppose we should find an appropriate punishment for you two." She pulled a thick red book from the drawer, and leafed through the pages, which were yellowed with age. "That will be twenty points from Gryffindor...twenty points from Slytherin...I would like to see each of you for detention at 5 o'clock in my office for one week– Draco, go to the hospital wing– and Mr. Potter," She looked up at Harry over the top of her glasses, "Could you escort him, please?" Harry growled under his breath, but Professor McGonagall didn't seem to notice. She looked down and began to scribble on a page which was already half-filled with handwriting.
Harry stood up and hesitantly headed over to Malfoy's chair. He didn't help him up, just waited for him in disgust. Harry thought he felt a hand lightly rest on his shoulder, but simply shrugged the feeling off and looked impatiently back.
Malfoy gathered himself together and got up. Harry began to walk and opened the door, not holding it open for Draco. Malfoy caught the heavy door just before it hit his face. He looked ahead; Harry was already halfway down the hallway. Malfoy rushed up to walk next to him, letting his footfalls match Harry's. They walked in silence for a while.
Why isn't he saying anything, wondered Harry. Normally he would consider this the perfect time to make fun of me. There's no one around... He looked up and around him at the empty hall, then something caught his eye next to him. Malfoy was looking at Harry with a kind of smile at the edge of his lips. It wasn't really the nasty smile Harry was used to getting from him. It was different somehow... they looked at each other for a split second, then snapped their gaze back to the hallway in front of them. The rest of the walk was surrounded by a strange, awkward silence.
