Shadow Walkers
By Dranius
(Future extract. SUPER COOKIE!)
She grabbed the front of the old mans robes and pulled hard, yanking his head inches next to her's.
"Dumbledore. I will go after him even if I have to kill you. I may die, but I will find him. I will; even if it means the end of all I have fought for, the end of your little masquerade.
And you know it."
She hissed, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Disclaimer : I do not own Harry Potter! (not do I own any other character in the book)
Previously:
Dumbledore arrived, as usual a twinkle in his eyes.
-Mister Malfoy, please follow us…
-He hasn't done anything against moral Professors!
Said Dragon.
-The state of my student doesn't say so.
-What he did, I repeat, was not against morals.
Hissed Dragon, towering over the small Professor.
-Dragon. Don't get in trouble because of me.
Said Draco pulling her backward.
-Stick around with Red or Pansy for a while, ok?
-Yes Dad.
-Good girl.
He patted her head and followed Dumbledore wondering if he'd have to pack his cloths for the next train.
Chapter 9.
Draco disappeared after Dumbledore at about the same time as Pansy's smile. The brunette rounded on the trio looking very unhappy.
"-You idiots! You almost set him of again! Did you really have to react so typically Gryff ?"
"-Pansy, don't blame them they're not used to being around Draco…"
"-Not used? I don't give a damn Dragon! If it hadn't been for us, you know he would of ended up slaughtering them in a matter of minutes!"
"-I know that better than you Pansy. I've known him longer than you, haven't I ? I've seen his temper at its full extent! "
"-So you know what could have happened…"
"-Yes Blaise, I do. And I kow I couldn't have stopped him. "
"- It's all in the education. Lucius must be proud."
"-Don't remind me... But , it kind of backfired didn't it? "
The Slytherins smirked at each other, sharing an inside joke. By then they were in the halls, the trio lumbering behind them.
"-You mean to say Malfoy would of killed us?"
"-Harry, let's just say he could have killed the three of you. You can't understand."
"-I don't care, explain. My sister has rather violent rows with that man, and if he looses his temper, he may…"
Vincent laughed, taking a seat at one of the back tables of the Library;
"-Weasley, if there is one thing Draco would never do, is to hurt your sister. At least not intentionally."
"-Now Potter, Weasel and soon-to-be-Weasel, is there any particular reason for your following us?"
Blaise said reaching for a new roll of parchment in his bag.
The trio glared at them and went away, whispering amongst themselves in full plot mode.
Dumbledore's office.
Dumbledore gazed at him over his steepled hands.
Mister Malfoy…
Will be expelled!
No, he will not Flickwick!
Silence! Both of you. Severus is right you will not be expelled.
Flickwick huffed
Dumbledore, in that case, ill be in my office.
The door slammed closed.
I will not expel you because of who you are. Or rather what you are.
What are you talking about Albus?
I am afraid I can't tell you. But Draconis here understands what I am talking about.
Draco nodded. The Incident.
You need my protection.
Yes Mister Malfoy we do. Butit is not a reason to go around clobbering who-ever crosses the border of you patience, for this reason, you will spend the next 3 days hunting down students with Filch or cleaning the castle the Muggle way. In fact you will be at his entire disposition at all hours, day or night. Is you punishment clear?
Draco resisted the urge to examine his violently pink nails.
Yes Professor.
But I wanted you to notify that on a personal basis, I support your actions with all my heart. Lemon drop?
Draco politely refused the suspicious looking sweets and Dumbledore dismissed them.
Snape faced him once the gargoyle was back in position, placing a fatherly hand on his shoulder he looked him in the eye.
"-Be careful Draco, to keep your temper in check. We've already discussed this a few times, so I don't feel it necessary to remind you not to blow up unless you know someone capable to mach you is not very far."
"-But Dragon—"
"-Yes Dragon is strong, but be realist, your sister is no mach to you, physically and mentally. If you decide not to obey her, she has no chance of stopping you."
"-I know."
Snape squeezed his shoulder reassuringly.
"-Come on, your lessons are finished! If you manage to hide from Filch, you won't have anything to do! "
"-Yes... See you professor."
Draco decided to hide in his room until the next day, but a nudging instinct made him turn in Ginevra's room.
It was dark, but to him, darkness was not an obstacle. He pulled the curtains aside. Sleeping feverishly, her skin was paler than usual, her cheeks were flushed and she was covered in sweat.
She was too sick to go on without care.
He sat on the bed and brushed a few strands from her brow.
Wake up. I'm taking you to the Infirmary.
She moaned.
Draco frowned and pulled the covers from her, wrapping her instead in his robe.
Gathering her limp body in his arms, he carried her to Pomfrey.
"-Mr Malfoy! What--?"
"-Ginevra Weasley. She's got fever, and her stomach won't cope with food. She coughs a lot to."
"-Oh dear! Put her on a bed."
Draco's PoV:
I watched Pomfrey take care of her, feeding her number of medics.
"-Do you mind if I sleep here? And I'd like a head ache potion please."
Without waiting for an answer I closed the curtains around the bed next to Ginevra's and took of all my clothes except my pants.
The medi-witch came in with a glass of fool scented liquid.
"-Here you are mister Malfoy."
"-Thank you. Oh, and what ever you do, don't give Ginevra sleeping potion."
"-I trust my self with my patients health, thank you."
"-She has very violent nightmares. It would be a pity if she couldn't wake up because of a potion."
I glared at her retreating back and closed my eyes, intent in getting at least some sleep.
I awakened to the sight of two gorgeous golden eyes glittering with mischief.
"-Aren't you supposed to be sick?"
"-I am, I just came over to steal your cover. I'm cold."
She grinned sheepishly.
"-It's the middle of the night, you Gryffindorique bully."
I growled burrowing deeper in my pillow.
"-Just give me a cover! I hardly made it to your bed, only to discover it was occupied! And now you expect me to crawl back in my freezing cot?"
"-Just get in bed and let me sleep in peace."
She growled softly and seemed to reach a decision.
It was my turn to groane.
"-I told you to get back in bed. Not my bed. Your bed."
I said dangerously. She just made her self even more comfortable laying her head on me.
"-You should have obeyed and given me a cover. Now be a good self heating pillow and shut up."
I closed my eyes and fell to sleep. Feeling to tired to start an argument.
The next morning, when I woke up, Ginevra was back in her bed. I wondered if I'd dreamt last nights events until she opened her eyes and put a finger to her lips, and winked; mouthing:
'Pomfrey'
"-Rise and shine Mister Malfoy! I'll be waking Ginny up in a few, and I want you to take her to breakfast. And you had better make sure she eats some thing! You never know, even the healthiest and fittest students may become anorexics in difficult times! The poor dear, after the thing that horrid boy said about her… My, I certainly didn't feel like healing that one. Sent him strait to St Mungo's; that's what I did. Nice job you did Mister Malfoy, I must say you rival quite a few of the most damaging Quiddich matches I've healed! And mentally! He's going to have to see a Head-Healer on weekly basis for some time. That chap won't go around bothering young women for some time, that's for sure! By the way didn't you get detention?"
I couldn't stop but marvel at the medics ability to say so much in so little time and in what seemed to be one breath.
"-Let's just say I'll be avoiding Filch for some time being."
I took my pillow and threw it at Red.
"-Stop snoring Weasley. And don't make me carry you again. My back is killing me."
"-Snoring? You're the one who snored in my ear all night!"
I looked hauntily at her and snapped the curtains shut.
I smiled at hearing her tingling laughter.
"-Red! You're alive!"
I watched Dragon strangle/hug the poor girl over the brim or my coffee cup.
"-She wont be alive for long if you keep on hugging her like that…"
"-Err… Blaise?"
"-Yes Ginevra?"
"-Why are you wearing a pink thong over your clothes?"
"-Because Draco has pink nails."
He replied glumly. Pansy patted his shoulder.
"-Don't worry… only a bit more than 6 hours to go…"
I smirked evily at him and said:
"-Millicent wore those as underwear…"
"-No Draco… don't do that…"
"-You know,Underwear as in "nothing underneath" …"
"-Draco… my breakfast is threatening to break free!"
An imposing figure loomed over our group; or more precisely towered over Blaise.
"-Zabini, may I know what you're doing in my underwear?"
He blanched.
"-Mi-Millicent! Wha--What a surprise!"
Blaise said in a shaky voice.
Red suddenly stood and ran towards the entrance.
"-RON !"
I motioned for Dragon to follow, half guessing what would happen.
She gave me a 'you should be doing this' look and raced after her.
Millicent caught Blaise by the scoff of the neck and dragged him out the hall.
Pansy's aura became stony. I sighed and prepared to stop two angry females from slaughtering each other. I followed her out, pupously not looking in Ginevra's general direction.
"-Bulstrode! Let go of my boyfriend!"
I leaned against the wall stuffing my hand in my pockets, wondering when they'd unsheathe their nails.
Bulstrode let go of Blaise who fell to the floor with a thud.
"-Aren't you pining for Malfoy, doll face?"
"-I never have… and what is it you called me? Doll face? Do you really think me so harmless?"
"-You make a sad Death Eater."
"-If there is a disgrace around here, you cow, it's your low standards to conform to the human specie!"
A loud slap echoed in the hall. I decided it was time I interfered, before Pansy became violent.
The silence was deafening.
"-Millicent, Pansy, this is enough of your childish attitude."
I was between the two of them now.
"-Childish attitude? You're the one who half killed a student yesterday! Fore no apparent reason..."
My arms blurred.
Millicent's 82 kilo hit the floor a few meters from where she stood seconds ago, I was crouching over her in a second, fingers tightly encircles around her neck.
"-You forget who you're talking to Millicent… anyway the boy was and idiot and a Mud-Blood…"
Her hands grasped at my arm, trying to wrech it of her throat while she struggled for air.
"-Stupid little girl."
I spat and let go of her, standing up and glaring at the gathering crowd.
I went besides Pansy and grabbed her chin to examine the bruising scratch.
"-Gather up Blaise and go get patched up. You have a rather nasty scratch, noting important, but no one wants to know what Millicent has under her nails. It could get infected. And the bett is over. I'm fed up with all you people."
I cleared my nails with a spell Pansy had taught me and went away not glancing back once,hearing Pansy's enraged:
"-That's it Bulstrode! You've did it again!"
I knew my temper was bad but at that point? I only needed to be left alone and as always in those moments the world decided I would have all the attention I didn't want.
I arrived first in potions and took a seat at the front left of the class, in the shadows.
And crossed my arms on the desk before nestling my head in then to sleep.
I decided to find my girlfriend later on. That girl is so self centered that I'm sure she won't bother me much, and all the others will stay at bay because they hate her .
I smirked to my self.
Clever me, using my woman like that. Even thou I would have liked her to have a little more consideration…
(a/n: It's been really fun, each time I wrote Bulstrode, my text corrector wanted me to put Balustrade instead.
Any way, I just posted this uninteresting chap because, If I didn't it would be much to long, so anyway, here you are. NEXT CHAP WE MEET HIS GF!
Any guesses on who she is?
Come on, if one of you finds I'll put in an other super cookie….(but this time… of the sequel to shadow walkers…Tam ,Ta Dam ! )
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