Disclaimer: Oh how I wished I owned Harry Potter. If I did, 1. Sirius would be mine and only mine Hehe. I'd share of course, but 2. I'd...I have no clue, make sure the movies got finished correctly? LOL. Anyways, I don't own it, Jo does.
A/N: Okay, haven't updated this in awhile because, well, nobody reviewed except for my best friend. I heart you Rose! I just hope that someone reads this and enjoys it, because if not I'm just gonna write it for myself. Thanks again, and please, review.
Harry smirked at Draco mildly as he tried to keep from laughing in his face. Draco Malfoy didn't scare him at all if that's what he was referring to, although the company he kept might've scared Harry before the incident with his Aunt. Right now, he had bigger things to worry about. Suspension was just a tad more important than what Draco Malfoy had to say. Besides that, if suspension wasn't the most important thing, Hermione did have a point; Sirius Black could be something to worry about.
"Scared about what Draco? Thinking that you might actually try hurting me? Please. Why don't you go off with your goons now? It's obvious that they're missing adoring their prince." Draco smirked.
"Think your funny do you? I'll show you Potter, I can promise you that much."
"Ooh, I'm trembling now." Harry smiled towards Draco and grinned when the blonde prat stormed off in a hissy fit. Served him right. Harry turned back towards Hermione and noticed a scowl on her face. "What's wrong?"
"I can't stand Malfoy, that's all. Course, it was brillant the way you stood up to him Harry, couldn't have done it better myself. Then again, I don't think I ever would've tried. He frightens me sometimes." Harry raised an eyebrow.
"Frightens you? Hermione, you're the best student in all of our classes, how could he possibly scare you?" Hermione shrugged and scratched Crookshanks behind the ears. She was just about to respond when Ron tapped her on the shoulder. She blushed immensely.
"Hermione, would you mind moving?" Ron frowned, "I sort of, I have to go." Hermione looked towards Ron, puzzled.
"Go where Ron?"
"I just have to, go, that's all. Can't a guy get up out of a booth without a girl hasslin' him? Just please Hermione, let me get by." Through she was entirely confused; she got up and looked towards Harry who just smiled towards her. When Ron disappeared around the corner, she finally spoke up.
"Ron worries me sometimes Harry. I think he might be coming down with something." She whispered.
"What makes you think that Hermione?" She shrugged.
"I'm not sure exactly. He just seems to look a bit pale and his hands are always clammy when they touch mine. Has he said anything to you?" Harry laughed a bit and shook his head, he couldn't very well tell Hermione about Ron's crush on her. Even though it was obvious to everyone else.
"Not a word. But I think we should get ready to go to our rooms, Mrs. Weasley said that it was going to be off to bed for the lot of us."
"I have to agree with you, but maybe we should wait for Ron to get back."
"Sure." Harry looked around the Leaky Cauldron again. It never ceased to amaze him. Everything in the wizarding world was so interesting and so, he didn't want to say magical because that was just dumb. It just amazed him that this entire world existed and the Muggles didn't even have a single clue. Course, it was all for good reason.
"Hello Harry, Hermione." Mr. Weasley said as he walked up, patting Harry on the shoulder, causing Harry's glasses to fall forward. He caught them just before they fell off. "Wonderful night isn't it? Of course it is. Moon's out, sky's clear. Harry, I wondered, could I have a word with you?" Harry nodded.
"Of course, Hermione, if you'll excuse me." Hermione shook her head, she was eyeing the corner Ron had disappeared around and seemed more interested in when their friend would be returning. Mr. Weasley smiled down towards Harry, wrapping his arm around Harry's shoulders.
"Harry, there's something I wanted to tell you before we head off to bed tonight."
"I'm not going to be suspended am I?" Harry quickly asked. Mr. Weasley looked down at him, brow furrowed.
"Suspended? For what?" Before Harry could answer, Mr. Weasley continued. "Oh for that incident at your house, of course not, Minister Fudge would never allow such a thing, ridiculous. No, Harry, actually I wanted to talk to you about the man that's been on the news everywhere. Siri-"
"Sirius Black?"
"Y-yes, him. Harry, I want you to promise me that you're not going to do anything rash. I want you to give me your word-"
"-that I'll be a good boy and stay in the castle?"
"Well, that and," Mr. Weasley sighed, "You see Harry, Sirius Black is a very dangerous man." Harry looked up towards the man he'd come to know almost like a father.
"He can't be worse then Volde-"
"Don't say his name."
"Okay, sorry."
"It's quite alright, quite alright. You see Harry, the thing about Black is, he used to be very big supporter of well, You-Know-Who."
"Of Voldemort?" Mr. Weasley winced, "Oh, sorry." With a nod of the head, Mr. Weasley continued.
"Yes, of him. Harry when you defeated the Dark Lord, Black lost everything. So you can obviously see why he'd want to go after you." Harry nodded slowly, taking a deep breath in, "I want you to promise me, that whatever happens, that whatever you might hear, you won't go looking for Black." Harry raised his eyebrows.
"Why would I go looking for someone who wants to kill me?"
"Well, this night is just full of surprises. Lucius Malfoy, we see one another again. It's been what? Twelve years?" Mia smirked. She adjusted her bag that was hanging on her shoulder beneath her cloak and crossed her arms. "Obviously you haven't changed, still trying to look down on the muggle born and half-bloods aren't you?" She laughed softly, "Honestly quite pathetic if you ask me." Lucius sneered.
"You didn't seem to think so our first and second years through Hogwarts."
"Yes I did, and I realized in my third what a mistake I was making. Of course, I had help." Lucius lifted an elegant brow.
"No doubt from your, friend, Sirius Black I'd wager." Mia smiled.
"Yes, Sirius did help me to sort my priorities. Course, I wouldn't imagine you'd be able to understand something like that."
"You certainly haven't changed at all. In case you haven't been keeping track of everything that's going on, Mia, you'd know that Sirius Black is nothing more than a murderer. A so called supporter of Voldemort."
"Oh and you would know those who serve the Dark Idiot wouldn't you?" Lucius growled and raised his cane to Mia's face; the silver snake's eyes stared into her own.
"You arrogant wench."
"What are you going to do Lucius? Cause a scene in a pub? I mean, it's not that I'm surprised by your pathetic attempt to threaten me but seriously, ruin your image?" She gasped, "I'm shocked." Lucius' jaw locked as he pulled his cane back to his side and pushed a stray piece of blonde hair back into place. Mia smiled, "What's the matter Lucius? Did I touch a nerve?"
"What amazes me is your complete ignorance. Of course, when you chose Black over a rich lifestyle you proved how ignorant you truly were."
"I'd rather have chosen a man worth something then a man who crawls around on his belly, like the true snake he is."
"You're very brave to insult me like this, or very foolish." Mia laughed softly and shook her head. She went to walk towards the door once more but Lucius stood in her way.
"Out of my way Malfoy." She threatened, looking up at him.
"And what exactly do you plan on doing Carmola, hurting me with you're pouty looks?" He laughed softly and caressed the side of her face, she slapped his hand away and his smile quickly disappeared. "I could've given you everything you've ever dreamed of. Instead you chose the Gryffindor."
"Better a Gryffindor then a lying, cheating snake. Tell me Lucius, how many nights have you spent warm in Narcissa's bed? Or is the fact that she's related to the man that I chose over you keeping you from her?"
"You'd like to know that wouldn't you? But of course, you assume that Narcissa would dare object to anything I ask of her. She's not you of course, but she did provide me a son." Lucius smirked when Mia showed surprise in her eyes; "Didn't you hear?" He laughed, "Yes, a son, about young Harry Potter's age. As a matter of fact, Draco's done quiet well in Hogwarts, giving that no good Potter a good slap in the face, proving to him that he's not a celebrity in everyone's eyes."
"What is it that bothers you more Lucius? That James always beat you in Quidditch or that your son can't hold a candle to James' son? I would imagine both."
"Do you think you're funny with these remarks? Because I can promise you one thing Mia Carmola; if you stand in my way again, I will kill you."
"Making threats again Lucius?" When he smiled she raised her wand underneath his chin, catching him off guard. "Look whose got the upper hand now. Why, it's me." She smiled slowly, "Now, since we're about making threats right now, I can promise you Lucius, that if you try and stop me or bother Harry Potter again, I will ensure that the job I didn't finish in Hogwarts is finished." She pushed him against the wall, enough for her to get by, then sending a sweet smile his way, she raised her head and turned away, "Good day to you Mr. Malfoy." As she walked away down the hallway, Lucius growled and clutched his cane tightly.