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Chapter 2:
FOUND PART II.
"Albus, Albus, ALBUS!" Hagrid exclaimed, slightly out of breath from running all the way to the headmaster's office.
"Oh, dear Merlin" he whispered at spotting the youthful girl in Hagrid's arms. "Well what do you think you're doing just standing there? Get her to the hospital wing" both Professor Dumbledore and Draco yelled in union. The golden trio masked their surprise at the professor's outburst and did as told.
-----. In The Hospital Wing .-----
Draco paced his hair flying into his eyes as he shouted in fury. "WHAT ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE? YOU HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS! GET OUT!"
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville all took a step back, with a mixture of surprise, fury and fear on their faces.
Madam Pomfrey's head came out from behind a curtain. "Will you please keep the noise down, Mr. Malfoy".
"I WILL WHEN THEY GET OUT" Draco bellowed, throwing his hands into the air in frustration. The portraits jumped.
"We are not leaving in till someone tells us what is going on" Harry proclaimed, standing his ground, calm as ever.
"Harry" Dumbledore spoke softly "this has nothing to do with you" at this Draco smirked "Mr. Malfoy stop your smirking, this isn't the time or the place".
Malfoy looked down at his feet, a very rare thing for him to do. "Are you doing to tell them to leave soon?" he asked.
"Professor, I am not leaving, you have shut me out of to many things. I will not let you do the same this time. So I am staying in till I know who she" he nodded his head towards the curtained-off section of the wing "is and what happened to her" Harry concluded, not once letting any weakness show.
The headmaster sighed in exasperation. "But Harry, as I have already said this does not concern you, yet" he said the last word in barely over a whisper but they still heard him.
Both Draco and Harry started talking at once.
"What do you mean it doesn't concern him yet?"
"So it does concern me"
"When will it concern him?"
"I might as well stay then"
"Why would it concern him?"
"SILENCE". They shut up "How many times do I have to tell you, I am working here, and it is very hard work, she is very badly beaten, so I need to concentrate if I am to heal her. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" with this Madam Pomfey turned on her heel and walked back into the curtains.
"Sorry Madam Pomfey" they all chorused, even Dumbledore.
They slowly sat down in a row of chairs that had magically appeared only to be disturbed by the doors opening.
In walked two men, both dressed all in black, one a little shorter then the other. Draco quickly stood up and led the shorter one over to a corner.
The older one was left, his eyes where as black as hell as was his hair. He held a looked of fury on his face. "They are not doing their detention" the professor stated, coldly.
"I know that Severus" Dumbledore said, emotionally drained from his earlier arguments with his students.
Snape glanced over the curtains, concern replacing the fury on his face. "How bad is she exactly?" he asked, concern lacing his voice, a sound that was hardly ever heard.
"Why? What do you have to do with it?" Harry said, now on his feet, his voice like ice.
Snape looked mildly surprise but quickly hid it. "I think the question is Potter, what precisely are you doing here?"
"I.....I...I..." Harry trailed off, stumped.
A look of triumph on his face, Snape sat and turned his attention to the two boys in the corner, who were whispering furiously.
Harry turned his attention to them as well. The stranger now had his hood down. Harry studied the stranger closely, he had never seen him before. But he looked strangely familiar. His dishevelled raven hair fell in his eyes frequently. His eyes were a vibrant green very close to the colour Harry's were.
Suddenly the stranger punch the wall with his fist, the stone producing cracks under the impact. Harry looked at the stone wall in amazement and he was pretty sure Ron and Neville were doing the same.
They came towards them. You could practically feel the tension between the two of them.
The stranger collapsed on one of the chairs, totally ignoring the looks he got from the others.
Neville was the first one to break the awkward silence. "Excuse me, but who are you?" he asked rather rapidly.
The black haired stranger turned his head towards Neville. After studying him for a moment he decided to answer. "The name's Delando" he drawled and stuck out his hand.
Neville shook it.
"Really? That's my favourite name, you know" this came from Hermione. She was looking at him in a dreamy like way, much like Luna's normal stare when she looked or more liked drooled over Ron.
"Ah....hah" Delando fidgeted, a 'save me' look on his face.
Draco snickered but stopped when he heard a scream coming from behind the curtains.
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