Author's note: Hm...What can I say? Nothing. Nothing to say here.
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Secrets in the Shadows
Chapter 10: "Good News, My Lord"
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"Hey, Ron, Pavarti and Seamus are sitting over there," Hermione pointed out after the four chatted for a while. "Do you want to go over and talk to them for a bit?" She let her eyes dart obviously toward Harry and Haylie. Ron got the point.
"Uh, yeh," Ron said, standing up. "Yeh, sure. See you later, mates."
The two walked away, grinning.
"What was that about?" Haylie asked.
"No idea," Harry shrugged. The two sat in silence for a minute. Then they looked at each other at the same time, but Harry spoke first.
"I-I like your dress," he said, trying to sound casual.
"Oh...uh...thanks," she shrugged. "It was my great-grandmother's. She was the last witch in the family until I came along."
"What?" Harry asked, confused.
"It's a little complicated, but you'll understand. You see, my great-grandmother was a witch, but for some reason, all of her descendants were Squibs," Haylie explained. "Except for me. Oh, and I have a second cousin in the U.S. that's a wizard, but other then that, I'm the only witch in the family.
"Oh," Harry said.
"It gets really confusing in my house sometimes," she went on. "Since my parents know nothing of magic, I can't really ask them to help with homework or anything..." She stopped, looking embarrassed. "Uh, I'm babbling, aren't I?"
"Just a little."
"Well, well, well, Potter. Finally found yourself a girl?"
Harry could actually hear the sneer that curled Malfoy's lips. He whipped around.
"How many times do I have to tell you in one semester, Malfoy?" Harry snarled. "Buzz off."
"Ooooh, getting touchy, are we, Potty?" Malfoy snickered. "So protective of your girlfriend..."
"She is not my girlfriend!" Harry said defensively.
"Oh really," he replied mockingly. "Why don't we ask Damon if she likes you?" He leaned over to her, staring daggers at Haylie. "So, do you Haylie?"
Now, let me tell you, Haylie gets easily intimidated, and Malfoy is the person that intimidates her the most.
"I...like him," she said shakily. "But...just as a friend..."
"You hear that?" Malfoy said to Crabbe and Goyle, who were behind him, laughing maliciously. "Just a friend? I don't think so..."
He walked away, his two flunkies following.
"I really don't like him," Haylie said, jabbing her thumb at Malfoy.
"Join the club," Harry muttered.
"I'm sure there is one," Haylie replied, wrinkling her nose in disgust. "He's just so loathsome." Harry laughed.
"I'm with you a hundred percent on that."
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Easter was hectic. Exams were coming up in a few months, and Hermione was as busy as ever, making schedules, as she did every year, and trying to fit her study time with Harry's and Ron's.
The two boys were struggling in Transformation and Potions, so Haylie, though not as good at the subjects as Hermione, tried to take the load off her back and help Ron and Harry with their studies.
Harry was getting even more tired after his training sessions with Dumbledore every Saturday night (A/N: He got the night off on Valentine's Day), and was struggling to keep up with his studies.
Haylie, who had to go through another full moon just weeks before, was lucky that no one caught her going to and from Dumbledore's office that night. But Hermione was starting to notice, though she still couldn't explain Haylie's tiredness and sometimes weakness every month. How ever, to through her off her scent, Haylie pretended to have the symptoms when she was feeling fine, so Hermione didn't get too suspicious.
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A knock came at the door.
"Come in," a cold, bone chilling voice came from an armchair behind the desk. The door opened slightly. It revealed a short, twitchy man that resembled a rat.
"M-Master? M-Malfoy is here..." the man said in a squeaky voice. "H-He said he has important news..."
"Then show him in, Wormtail," the voice said impatiently. "I don't have all day."
Wormtail bowed hastily, and walked out of the room. A few seconds later, Draco's father entered the room.
"My Lord," Malfoy said, bowing. "I have urgent news."
"It better be good," the voice said. "Lord Voldemort doesn't like bearers of bad news."
"It is my Lord, I assure you," he replied, a slight hint of fear in his eyes. "As you know, my son, Draco, has been spying in Hogwarts..."
"Yes, yes," Voldemort said impatiently. "I'm well aware of that."
"Well, during the Valentine's dance, Draco spotted Potter and Haylie dancing together. It seems that our Miss Damon has a fancy for Potter..."
Silence.
"This is perfect!" Voldemort exclaimed, standing up abruptly from his chair.
"It-It is, my Lord?"
"Don't you see, Malfoy?" Voldemort said in a low voice, his red eyes glinting nastily. "It is the perfect plan. We can kill two birds with one stone. Miss Damon has information that can be valuable to the cause. She can also be the end of Harry Potter."
"My Lord?" Malfoy questioned.
"Malfoy, when is the next full moon?" Voldemort said sharply.
"In three weeks, I believe," Malfoy said. "But what has this to do with...?"
"Crucio!"
A red flare shot out of Voldemort's wand, hitting Lucius Malfoy square in the chest. As Malfoy twitched and squirmed on the floor, Voldemort walked over and towered over him.
"Listen closely, Malfoy, and get it through your thick skull," he hissed. "Haylie Damon is a werewolf. She will be perfect as bait and a weapon. We will lure Harry to her on the night of the full moon. She will not have had her potion that night, so she will be extremely dangerous. Werewolves are almost impervious to magic, and I am sure she will kill him. And that will be the end of Harry Potter."
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Author's note: The suspense! THE SUSPENCE!!! lol