I found Crabbe and Goyle in no time, amidst a crowd of angry Slytherin's in the common room. Apparently McGonagall and Snape had banned both Gryffindor and Slytherin houses from the next Hogsmead trip, which was scheduled for the day after the Quidditch match. This was yet another reason for me to hate Potter. I could just see him in his room Weasley hovering over him as he cut deeper into his fucked up soul. As much as that pissed me off I was delighted to hear all of the Potter bashing going on in there.
"He's dangerous Dumbledore should know that"
"I don't know why they even let him back in here"
"Draco didn't even touch him and he goes and attacks him"
"Draco was just playing around, Merlin doesn't Potter have a sense of humor?"
"I don't feel safe with him in here"
"Dangerous I say"
"Like butter" I sighed feeling that old familiar feeling flow through my veins, as I made my way through the crowd soaking up every nasty word uttered about him.
"Draco there you are" Crabbe said "Did you hear this bullshit?"
"I fuckin' hope I gave him a black eye" Goyle growled
I made a mental note t tell Goyle that he in fact did not give Potty the black eye.
"C'mon" I said
Before we could leave the common room I was stopped by the shrill yell of Pansy Parkinson
"Draco!" She cried "Look at your eye"
In minutes tons of Slytherin's were surrounding me to take a look at the black eye, and the other assortments of bruises I sported. I played it cool as I always did, telling them it was nothing compared to what Potter had on his face. In a way it wasn't a lie, Potter didn't have anything on his face aside from a few welts. I finished up by telling them how he went to Madame Pomfrey to guzzle down some Wizards Best Bruise Away.
"Too afraid to show the marks I gave him" I boasted. They listened intently, and I was lovin' it. Goyle and Crabbe backed me up, adding in tales of what they did to contribute to Potters face.
"Draco's a real man" Crabbe sucked up "Didn't run to Madame Pomfrey to drink some bruise away crap"
"Yeah" Goyle added "He wears his bruises proudly"
The girls in the house instantly volunteered to nurse me back to health. I was going to take some of them up on their offer but I remembered I had business to attend to, So I declined. We made our way up to the Dorm room we shared, that warm buttery feeling tickling my insides.
"What did you wanna tell us Drake?"
"We got one week to get Potty out of the game" I informed "If ya know what I mean"
They chuckled, my way of knowing they understood.
"But seeing as I'm on probation, I need you guys to do it"
As if I were going to do it anyway.
"No problem" They answered in stereo
"Sweet . . . But listen Potters on probation too. And I doubt that poor ass Weasley and that Mudblood bitch Granger will let him go anywhere alone so you've gotta be quick"
"Draco you're talking to us don't worry we know how to get him out" Goyle said
I let out a shuddering sigh. That buttery feeling, proving just too much for me to handle. They were going to get Potter out if it was the last thing I did. That next day Crabbe and Goyle did any and everything to torment Potter. While I stood idly by, watching a permanent grin of satisfaction on my face. Several times' Weasley and Granger had to hold him back, and twice that Granger bitch tried to get in my face. I knew he wasn't going to crack . . . not with them around.
"Change of plan" I told Crabbe and Goyle as we prepared to leave Professor Snape's room "We've gotta get Granger and Weasley out before we can get Potter alone"
"That's gonna be tough" Goyle said. I crossed my eye's him. "N not that we can't do it I mean . . . it's Granger and Weasley"
"You'll do it" I said simply "Or else" I glared at them until I got a couple of weak nod's. "Good c'mon"
We left the classroom, as we did I noticed Snape eyeing me suspiciously. I hoped he didn't overhear our conversation. The last thing I needed was Snape on my ass. We spied Weasley walking down a corridor a little while later . . . alone. This was our chance. I was glad it came as soon as it did. Crabbe and Goyle to each side of him and we ducked into an empty classroom. I watched in utter satisfaction as they roughed him up really badly. In fifteen minutes, we left Weasley lying in a heap blood dripping from his nose.
"Let's see Potter be so controlled without one of his group" I spat giving Weasley a kick of my own, I smiled wickedly as he gasped for air moaning loudly. We then heard footsteps ascending closer.
"Let's go!" I hissed in a low tone. We sprinted from the room one down one to go before we got Potter.
Weasley was found a few hours later, after dinner Crabbe, Goyle and I were called to Dumbledore's office. I nearly shit my pants. As we walked to the office, I began thinking of excuses to get me out of trouble if that poor ass Weasley opened his mouth about what happened.
"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Crabbe, Mr. Goyle have a seat" Dumbledore offered friendly enough. I watched as I spied Snape, who was looking at me a sort of gleam in his eye. McGonagall was glaring at me and so were Potter and Granger. Crabbe and Goyle sat down, I did not.
"I'd rather stand" I said coldly
"Hmm" Dumbledore said. "Well Mr. Malfoy as I'm sure you're aware Mr. Weasley was attacked in an empty classroom earlier today"
"No, I wasn't" I answered
"Well he named you, Mr. Goyle and Mr. Crabbe as the one's who did the damage to him"
"Really?"
"Yes" McGonagall spat angrily
"Well that's impossible" I said
"Really? How?"
"Well headmaster" Snape said "I can answer that"
Dumbledore then turned his attention to Snape. I watched him intensely, so did everyone else in the room. We all wanted to hear what would come out of his mouth.
"Mr. Malfoy, Goyle and Crabbe were with me at the time Mr. Weasley said he was attacked." He answered looking at me that gleam growing bigger. "You see they asked me some question's on a potion I taught today. And I was kind enough to re explain it after all Mr. Malfoy is one of my best student's . . . besides Miss Granger" Snape said looking over at Hermione, who scrunched up her face not flattered at all.
"He's lying!" She screamed "He had those thugs beat Ron up so he could get to Harry, they wanna try and get him in trouble so he can't play in the final's"
She looked so hot when she was angry
"They've been trying all day to get to me" Harry admitted
"Pussy" I muttered under my breath. I think he heard me because, he turned to me spewing hate to me through his eyes. I noticed his robes were longer than usual around his arms. Specially made to cover his scars I explained to myself.
"I wouldn't lie headmaster" Snape said, At that moment I actually loved him.
"Well . . ." Dumbledore said questioningly
"What was the potion in question" McGonagall asked staring down Snape.
"The Polyjuice potion" I spat quickly.
"Well then what did you not understand?" She asked
"The Polyjuice potion is one of the more complicated potions' it is almost always featured on the N.E.W.T.S" Snape explained
"I didn't ask that Severus" She stated coldly "I asked Mr. Malfoy what he didn't understand"
Snape's cold dark eyes pierced into McGonagall's as I tried quickly to think about what in the hell a Polyjuice potion was"
"I'm well aware of that he said so tell her Mr. Malfoy" Snape said. I could see it was my turn to take over this facade.
"I got some of the in. . . . ingredients mixed up I didn't know why you had to use newt eyes' instead of gecko eyes' seeing as they were in the same species. It was because . . . Uh . . ."
"It was because Gecko eyes are weaker and that would cause the potion to only last a half hour instead of the full hour" Goyle answered.
Thank Merlin that oaf had been listening. Because I sure as hell wasn't.
"Well then why would Mr. Weasley name Mr. Malfoy?" McGonagall asked.
"Because he's the one who is trying to get me out of the game, Potter and all of his friends . . . if that's what you can call them!"
"Draco that'll be enough" Dumbledore said "Now the fact is that someone attacked Ron Weasley and he named you, yet Severus has given an explanation."
I smiled superiorly.
"But" He said "Seeing as neither side is saying anything I think the only thing is to take both Harry and Draco from the game"
What little blood I had left drained from my face, I could see it did in Potters face as well.
"Albus . . . really" McGonagall said in a shaky voice. "I don't think that is needed"
"I agree" I spat.
"Well we need answers." Dumbledore stated simply
All was quite in the room. We had a problem. A big one and someone was being kicked out of the game or we both were.
"I don't see the reason Headmaster" Snape finally said "I've given you reason to where Mr. Malfoy really was. We've explained what the problem was, and Mr. Malfoy himself explained the potion and gave a solution. So I see no reason to take him out of the game."
"Well Severus . . . " Dumbledore said "I understand where you are coming from but"
"I don't see the but" I said simply "Obviously Weasley is trying to get me and my friends out of the game so Gryffindor can win, and I'm not going to take this. Just wait until my father hears about this!"
"Yes I do wonder what Lucius Malfoy would think of this" Snape stated his voice cold
Dumbledore sighed. I could see he didn't want to have to deal with my father. "Listen all of you return to dinner" He stated "We'll get this sorted out tomorrow"
I smiled superiorly as we left no one messes with me. We all left Dumbledore's office at the same time. Granger was near tears as she pushed into me.
"Death eater!" she hissed angrily
"Mudblood bitch" I hissed back.
We made our way to the Great Hall. Yet I wasn't hungry I dropped Crabbe and Goyle and headed back to the common room while on my way there Snape grabbed me by my shoulder
"You owe me Malfoy, my classroom tomorrow night at 8:00" He whispered
I looked up at the man with the crooked nose and gulped aloud. I knew what he wanted, he'd been waiting a long time for this and this was his chance.
A/N : I know I had the request for no more cliffhangers but I really don't have control of the computer and I had to end short today. I'm so sorry if it isn't as good as the first.