Draco went through the day as usual, then the whole week. Nothing at all different was happening with Draco, and he had almost completely forgotten about Harry. The next week on Monday, Draco was going to his first lesson, Charms. It was then that he met up with Harry and his gang again. Draco was minding his own business, trying to avoid the urge to say anything to Harry, if Harry has been in a bad mood lately, Draco didn't want to take any risks. When Draco saw Harry, Ron, and Hermione trying to tell Hagrid that he was a good teacher, the temptations became too strong to resist.
"Potter, give it up, you can lie to him as much as you want, but it wont make him any better."
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Hagrid looked up at him and looked angry, but not nearly as angry as Harry. Draco wasn't surprised, and just turned around and walked away. Soon enough, Harry was right behind Draco. He turned around, "what do you want, Potter?"
Harry didn't need to tell Draco what he wanted, because right then and there, he punched Draco, right on the nose.
"what the hell?" Draco yelled through mouthfuls of blood.
"you deserved it," Harry said so that it was barely more than a whisper.
Hagrid was running over to them, along with Ron and Hermione, as soon as he got there he burst out, "Wha' happen'd here, 'arry? Malfoy, wha'did yeh do teh yerself, eh?"
"I didn't do anything to myself--!"
"he fell and hit himself on that rock over there" Harry cut in. "he tripped on his own foot. I saw it myself" Harry said, failing to conceal a smirk.
"WHAT?!? That's not true! He--"
"I saved him, that's what I did. He would have had a lot more damage done to him if I hadn't caught him."
Hagrid seemed to be taking in everything Harry said, but not a word of Draco's side of the story.
"I'm so proud of yeh 'arry. Always helpin ou' those who yeh don' like very much." he shot a nasty look at Draco.
"well, I'll award 20 points teh Gryffindor." Hagrid continued, "Let's start the lesson, eh?"
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The next morning Draco got out of bed slowly, he had dreamt that Harry had died. Draco went down into the Great Hall for breakfast. As soon as Harry saw Draco walk in, his face turned smug. Draco remembered his dream, and suddenly he had an idea. Harry would die. Well, Draco could fake his death. no, no, no. that would be way too obvious and it wouldn't really be that great. What would it do to Harry? Draco thought. But Draco could fake someone else's death, and tell Harry. Harry would have to go see what was going on, maybe Draco could forge a note from someone saying someone had died and to go somewhere for funeral! The plan was coming together! But who? Who would be the one to die? It had to be someone that Harry would go to their funeral. HAGRID thought Draco, so suddenly, he almost said it aloud. Draco could say Hagrid had died, but, no, that wouldn't work either. Who else could it be? "Fang!" Draco did say it aloud this time. "what?" said Crabbe, who was sitting right next to him. "nothing" muttered Draco.
Now, Draco had the plan all worked out. He would forge a note from Hagrid, saying that Fang had been killed. He would write that there would be a funeral that night in the Forbidden Forest! Harry would have to go, because Hagrid is a friend of his. Draco could tell McGonagall or Snape that he overheard Harry saying he was to go into the forest that night and Harry would be caught. No problem. Draco would probably end up telling Snape, because McGonagall didn't seem to like him too much.
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But what if Hermione and Weasley were to turn up? He didn't want to do anything to them. Well, he wouldn't mind, but this was supposed to be for Harry and Harry only. This wasn't that big of a deal, Draco would simply write that he only wanted Harry to come, he didn't want too many people. Draco couldn't see how three people could be too many, but that was the only way. Draco decided to start bringing his plan into action that night, the funeral could be tomorrow, and he would make sure Harry got the note today.
After all his classes, Draco ran up to his dormitory. He grabbed some parchment, but then realized that somehow he would have to forge Hagrid handwriting. He had never even seen it before. How was he supposed to forge it? Finally, Draco put this thought aside, he would do the best he could to fake it, maybe they would think Hagrid was so sad, his handwriting reflected it.
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Soon the note was done. Draco read it over and over. Finally, he was content with it:
dear Harry,
I don know how to tell you this, but…eh.. Fangs been killed Harry. I was planning on holding a burial tomorrow night. Don want too many people, I just want you to come. Don bring Ron and Hermione. Cant have too many people. Its in the dark forest tomorrow night. Around midnight. Please come.
From Hagrid
Draco made sure to get a couple drops of water on the paper, so that it looked like tears, and he put in a couple of creases and wrinkles as a final touch. He looked at it and then went up to the owlry and sent it to Harry Potter.
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Draco was getting up to go tell Snape about Potter's plans for tonight, as he saw Crabbe walking into the common room with two cupcakes. He had a sudden idea. Draco ran quickly up to Crabbe and stole a cupcake, Crabbe yelled "hey!" and stuffed the first cupcake in his mouth.
"Crabbe. I'll give this back to you if you do me a favor." Crabbe nodded.
"go to Snape and tell him that Harry Potter is going to go into the forest tomorrow night at midnight. Tell him that you overheard him saying so." Crabbe looked at him, puzzled. "go now if you want your cupcake." Crabbe ran out the common room and to Snape's office. Draco turned around and went up to his dormitory to sleep, leaving the cupcake on the table by the couch
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The next morning, Draco watched Potter for any sign of knowing that he had gotten the note, but didn't see any. The night came soon enough and soon Draco was sitting by his dormitory window waiting to see Potter walking into the forest. At 11:45 Draco saw him walking into the forest, and at exactly midnight Draco saw Snape walking in the forest. Draco laughed out loud and got into his bed. He slept peacefully that night.
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The next morning Draco got up quickly. He went down to the Entrance Hall to see how many points Gryffindor had. As he walked in to look at the great glass hourglasses that held the score for each House, he realized someone else was looking. He walked up to the points and saw that the other person was Hermione Granger.
When she saw him, she took her eyes from the points and looked to the floor. Draco saw her cheeks get red as she said "sorry about the day when you were in the hospital." she said this extremely fast, and her cheeks got even redder.
"what?" It took Draco a while to even realize that she had been talking to him, and then even longer to remember what she was talking about.
"oh, yeah. I remember that" he said finally.
"sorry about how Harry acted. He hasn't been himself lately" she continued.
"yea, well, I had figured that out. Now if you'll excuse me I want to have a look at the points"
"Slytherin's in the lead with 432, Hufflepuff has 401, Ravenclaw is in third place with 387, and then Gryffindor…" she trailed off.
"how much does Gryffindor have?"
"125" she said, still looking at the floor, she looked near tears.
"oh, I see" Draco wanted more than anything to be happy and relieved that his plan had worked, but he wasn't. he felt empty, like he had done a horrible thing. This feeling was new to him.
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