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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter....*sigh* Although now I don't own my splint either. That's right, I had to stop wearing it today! ^^
Draco's Spirit
Chapter Nine
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From last time:
As soon as the meal was over, myself talking excitedly to Mandela who wouldn't tell me why she was here, Mia came rushing over. "Oh Draco!" She threw her arms around my neck, not caring she was embarassing me even more. "It's so nice to see you again!"
"Why are you here?" I asked curiously while pulling Mia off of me.
"Come with us," said Mandela. She and Mia led me down a deserted hall.
"Draco," said Mia, "We came to help you."
"Help me? Help me with what?"
"The fate of the world rests in your hands Draco, and you need all the help you can get."
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*Draco POV*
I stared at her, before bursting into laughter. "That...is the funniest...thing I ever...heard you say...Mia," I gasped out between laughs. The pink haired girl didn't even crack a smile. My large grin slipped off my face and I blinked at both hers and Mandela's expressions of utter seriousness. "You're not joking are you?" I asked quietly.
Mandela and Mia shook their heads. "No Draco, it's true," said Mandela. "I know it sounds weird, but it is the truth."
"How is it that *I* control the world's fate? Potter already has the job of killing Voldemort, the only evil person I can think of at the minute. And besides, I'm not even special."
"Do you know how wrong you are Draco? Completly. You are the key needed to beat the Dark Lord, and you are special. You now have powers that were transferred to you while you were a spirit," said Mia.
"Wait, back up and start over. You two have me completly confused."
"Mandela can explain it in your common room, I have to hurry to mine before we're caught. Night Draco." Mia flashed him a bright smile and then took off down the hall headed for the Gryffindor Tower, although I had absolutely no idea how she knew where it was.
Mandela took my arm and started pulling me towards the Slytherin Dungeons and I meekly followed. A few people who we saw on the way to our room gave us strange looks, which I quickly deleted by putting a memory charm on them as we passed. I mean, who needed to see me, Slytherin's leader, being towed around by Mandela?
A few minutes later, we were descending the drafty steps towards the wall that the Slytherins called their home away from home. "What's the password?" asked Mandela, staring at the statue of a snake nestled in a nook in the wall.
"Bloodfire," I said, watching as the snake twitched and then uncoiled, leaving an open passage behind it. "After you," I said, bowing at the entrance. Mandela smiled and entered the dark tunnel which led out into the Slytherin common room.
The room looked just as I had remembered it. Black leather couches sat in front of a green fire that didn't give off much heat, silver and green banners hung from the ceiling and black candles floated around the room, giving off little light.
Turning, I said to Mandela, "Welcome to the Slytherin commons." Before I could even say anymore, I saw a blob come running at me and throw herself in my arms, throwing me backwards onto one of the couches.
"Oh Dracy, finally, we can be together!" The girl squeezed my neck tightly and I sent a silent prayer to Sina to get Pansy off of me. It didn't seem to work. I was just about to submit myself to fate.... her pink coated lips coming towards me, her hands wrapped around my throat preventing me from breathing or calling for help, and being pinned down by here huge bulk wasn't helping matters.
I closed my eyes tightly when suddenly a loud bang echoed through the room and at once the suffocation grip and the being squashed feeling vanished. Slowly opening one eye, a small smile tugged at my lips at what had just happened.
"If you ever do that to Draco again," threated Mandela, her wand pointed at a green thing lying on the floor, "I'll do more than just turn you into a toad!" The blond haired girl turned to me, a look of mischeif on her normally innocent face. "Do you mind Draco? She was starting to bug me..."
"Not at all." I rose from the couches and eyes all the Slytherins who were in the room and had just seen what Mandela had done to Parkinson. "No one is to go near Parkinson, let her stay a toad until tomorrow, understand?" The whole room nodded, knowing that Draco Malfoy was back and I wasn't someone they wanted to cross.
I smirked, surveying my turf as it seemed and my subjects, who didn't know that I had seen them for what they really were... A bunch of people who wanted to use my status to gain power for themselves.
"Um...Draco, I have to talk to you privately about the thing...."
"Oh..right." I looked back at my fellow Slytherins, my eyes narrowing into that evil look, my mouth turing into that smirk that people hated and yet respected. "No one, absolutely no one, is to bug us. If someone does, prepare to pay the consequences." I nodded to Mandela and started up the stairs to the boys dormitory.
About a minute later we were both seated comfortably on my four poster green and silver bed, me facing her. "Okay, now what is this about?"
"This is going to take a while to explain. Do you promise not to interrupt? You can ask questions after I'm done."
"Alright. Now talk."
She shook her head at my impatience, but then started to speak.
"When you died you were given the chance to come back to life through a task that you failed in. Then, you were given a second try which you succeeded in. But it was after that things started to go haywire.
I belive Sina already knew what was going to happen, but she wanted you alive so she didn't really care about the changes about to be made in your life. Although none of them are really bad," she added hurriedly, seeing the look of apprehension on my face.
"Anyway, due to your unusual life energy, you will have a special power that will greatly help you and the Order of the Phoenix."
Before I could catch my tongue I blurted out, "What's the Order of the Phoenix?"
Mandela gave me a mock glare. "You interrupted me. But the Order of the Phoenix, called the Order for short, is a group consisted of several wizards and witches who's goal is to destroy Voldemort. Seeing as you are against him, I do belive you should join."
"But how is me joining the Order supposed to help anything? And how would I even join, I don't even know anyone who is in it."
"Sure you do. Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall, all the Weasleys that are old enough, Remus Lupin, and many others. Plus Harry and his friends are honorary members."
"Potter? And Snape? Working together?"
"Houses can be set aside for bigger matters like these Draco. Now let me get back to your powers. And stop interrupting!
Because of your unusual energy patterns you can do wandless magic, meaning spells without a wand. You will only be able to do basic spells now, but soon, as you gain more experience, you will be able to do more advanced curses, even the three Unforgiveable."
"So? Why is that so important to the Order?"
"Listen Draco. If you can keep up this charade of wanting to be a Death Eater you can get on the inside of Voldemort's circle, thus being a spy for the light. Your powers will help you out of tricky situations and will be of great use."
"So you're basically saying that you want me to be a Death Eater? And what about my mother?"
"Yes, I'm saying that you should become a spy for the Order. As for your mother, you must explain to Dumbledore how you wish to help the Order and your mother's situation. Once he hears of it, I'm sure he'll move your mother to a safe place *away* from your father."
"But what if I don't want to be a Death Eater?" I asked, my voice cracking slightly. I really didn't want to be one of those horrible people that tortured and killed others for fun.
"Not that kind Draco. You would be like Snape, a spy that was close but didn't go on the raids. Just think about it... It's probably best that you get some sleep. See you in the morning Draco."
"Night Manda," I replied sleepily, already feeling my eyelids drooping closed. My last thought before sleep overtook me was how Mia was coping with the Gryffindor trio.
*End Draco POV*
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*Mia POV*
As soon as I had left Mandela with Draco I had fled up the hall, knowing I had to get to the Gryffindor Tower before I was caught out of my room after hours. Sure, I was a new student and all, but that still gave me no excuse to be wandering deserted corridors at night.
Racing down the hall, I passed several suits of armor, a huge tapestry and an evil looking cat. Wait... a cat...Draco had told me about that cat. Its name was Mrs. Norris and it was Filch's, the caretaker of Hogwarts, cat. If it saw a student out of bed, it would whisk off and get its master and then a detention was in store for the unfortunate student. And that was about to be me.
"Nice Kitty," I mummered, hoping it would just let me pass. The cat gave a hiss and darted off down the corridor. "Darn it." I had absolutely no knowledge of the layout of Hogwarts except how to get to Gryffindor Tower. There was no way I was going to be able to get out of here.
A lantern bobbed down the darkended hall, heading for me. "Is something here my sweet?" I winced and backed up, away from the raspy and creepy voice of Filch. I was done for...
Suddenly a hand clamped over my mouth, dragging me backwards and I felt something go over me, then being pulled against a person. I bit at the hand, trying to free myself. When that didn't work, I kicked the person, who I still hadn't identified.
"Be quiet," he hissed. Okay, so now I know it was a guy. And it had sounded quite a lot like... Harry.. What was he doing wandering around the halls at night? I held my breath, knowing that Harry was trying to help me. But how was Filch just going to pass us with out catching a glance of the two of us?
The straggly haired man walked right next to us, looking right at me, but not seeing me... As soon as they disappeard down the hall I felt the cloth that had been covering my head lifted and I whirled around, looking right into emerald eyes.
"How come he didn't see us?" I demanded.
"Invisibility cloak," he said simply. "Now come with me, I think you should get to the tower."
A few minutes later the two of us reached a portrait of a large woman in a pink dress. "Fiddlesticks," said Harry and the potrait swung open, allowing us passage into the room beyond. I followed Harry into a brightly lit room where two students sat waiting on some plushy looking chairs.
"Thank goodness you found her Harry," said Hermione, a relieved expression on her face. "Where were you Mia? You shouldn't have wandered off.... The school can be dangerous."
A light blush appeared on my face, embarrased that I was being scolded on the first day. "I had to talk to Draco about something," I said truthfully.
"About Malfoy," said Harry, his green eyes narrowing at the corners, a stern look coming over his face. "How do *you* know him? And that blond haired girl?"
"Well...umm.." I wasn't supposed to tell anyone about how Mandela and I were spirits or explain our relationship with Draco. "We um....met last summer. Yeah..."
"Liar," said Ron, standing up and striding over to us. "It's obvious Malfoy wouldn't hang out with someone like you. How. Do. You. Know. Him?"
"Uhhh..." Then, acting quickly I grabbed my stomach. "I...I don't feel... so ....well.." Then, I leaned back and fell towards the ground, my body falling in a graceful curving arc. Although I didn't feel myself hit the ground, instead I felt someone catch me.
I felt someone rest a cool hand on my forehead. "She's not running a fever," stated Hermione. "I'll just bring her up to the dorm with me and talk to her there. But she probably needs rest so we can talk to you later. Night guys."
"Night Mione," echoed the two boys as they headed towards their own rooms, myself now levitating thanks to a spell Hermione had placed on me. I felt myself placed onto a bed and could then feel a pair of eyes boring into me.
"I know your're not asleep or passed out. Now open your eyes and look at me," Hermione ordered. Jeesh, she sure knew how to boss someone around. And this was the girl Draco liked? Or I at least think he likes?
Timidly, I opened one of my violet eyes and looked up into her sparkling brown ones. "Hey...um thanks for getting me out of that mess down there and not telling the boys." I flashed her a cheery smile.
She looked at me, seriousness etched on every line of her face, although that was very few. "How do you know Malfoy?"
"I'm not supposed to say," I said quietly. "I could get in a lot of trouble with a higher rule. But Mandela and I do know him, we spent a few days together due to some circumstances."
"Oh? What kind of circumstances?" She asked, now curiousity shining in her eyes.
"I can't really say that either. But I will tell you this." I looked up at her, completly serious. "He changed from who he was. Mandela and I saw the real Draco Malfoy, the kind caring one while we were with him."
"Can you just answer yes or no to my next question? Did you and Mandela meet Malfoy when he was *dead*?"
"Uh..."
"Because it sure sounds like that. You said he changed, but he wasn't changed when I saw him in Diagon Alley on the day that he... well the day he died."
"Maybe," I said, barely a whisper.
"How? Are you two some kind of people that can speak to dead spirits? And bring them back to life?"
"I'm not going to answer that. All you need to know is that Mandela and I are students at Hogwarts, we know Draco, and we know he doesn't want to be a Death Eater."
"Hold on, Malfoy doesn't want to be a Death Eater? Why?"
"The old Draco used to want to, but he changed his mind end of fourth year after the death of one of your fellow classmates. He only came back to life because he realized that some people wanted him back."
"Ah hah! You just admitted that you met him when he was dead!"
"Scratch that last part. Well, good night Hermione." I quickly changed into my purple nightgown and climbed beneath the covers. "Uh, Hermione?"
"Yes?"
"Are we friends?"
"Looks that way."
"Would you mind not mentioning this to Harry or Ron? I really don't want them to know."
"I guess so. Well, good night Mia
"Night Hermione."
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Author's Notes:
I felt like being nice...so no cliffie today. Sorry for the lack of action, but quite a lot of things needed to be explained in this chapter. Kinda reminds me of .hack//sign, how the characters are always sitting around and talking b/c all the talking is necessary.
I have some AWESOME news! I have been asked to join a Draco/Hermione website for fanfics! Isn't it great? So I submitted my two D/Hr fics, this one and The Power of a Wish. ^^ I'll give you all the link once the site is up and running, which should be on the 21st.
I would have update this sooner (like yesterday) but just as I was about to do author's notes I got called away to baby-sit... For little kids that I can't pick up cuz of my arm... Fortunately, it wasn't too long of a night.
YOUR HELP IS NEEDED!
I need to decide if Draco should be able to do a Spirit Gun like Yusuke. I know that would change quite a bit, but it would probably help with the demons. So please let me know in your reviews.. Thanks!
Have a Happy Easter! ^^
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Reviewer's Comments:
~*~Dracowar~*~ I'm glad it was. ^^ Draco is the best! See you next chappie! ^^
~*~elrohir lover~*~ My aunt broke her arm from a horse before... Then again, Aunt Sharon seems to be accident prone. Just a few months ago she broke her shoulder bone and something else. And then your little cousin..... That's terrible. As for the metal detector, I was on a trip with some of my school (The 8th grade band to be specific)and we visited the Sears Tower (We had a huge trip to Chicago) The people there told us to empty our pockets so we could go through the metal dector. It beeped on me and I totally freaked. Cuz then they started with these smaller metal dectors and were putting them all around me. It was then I realized I had a nickel in my pocket and it had set off the whole system. I *did* empty my pockets, but it got stuck in that little crease. And that is the story of how I set off a metal dector.
~*~LishaChan~*~ About the demon thing, I can so see Draco fighting them and blowing them to little bits...hehe! ^^ I can't believe I put Mandela in Slytherin either! O.o What do you mean so I write for you? ^^ Ja na!
~*~Angelic Night Goddess~*~ Thank you! Did you mean chapter? Probably did, hope to see you again!
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~*~Stormy Skies~*~ Yeah, sometimes I wonder about why I do some things. I guess I just wanted Draco to have a friend with him (besides Blaise) so Mandela got put there. ^^ Anyway, it seems she's fitting in.. I can't believe I had her turn Pansy into a toad! ^^
~*~Gothic Angel~*~ Thank you, I hope there's enough action and plot to keep everyone else reading too!
~*~BrittneyAnna~*~ I'm glad it's feeling better too. I saw the doc yesterday and I'm still out of p.e. for two more weeks, but I don't have to wear the splint anymore! ^^ I was thinking that Dumbledore would take it like that, I mean, he is a little off his rocker at times. I can't believe I had Snape do that. I guess he must really like his fave student! I think it's going to be awesome when Draco still hangs out with Mia, even though she's Gryff. But he has to start liking them soon, after all, it is a D/Hr... But not the usual one...
~*~devils_fire~*~ I'm etastic that now I don't have to wear that yucky splint. Although I am now part lizard, my skin is peeling all over my left arm and hand... Gross.. I had this funny mental image a few days ago that Kenshin (From Rurouni Kenshin) was dressed up like an angel with a halo and instead of singing Hallejiuah, he was singing it to Oro... But Snape with a nosiemaker? Some things are so unpredictable..
~*~ckrfan~*~ Thank you. I'm glad I don't have to wear the splint.. although I did wear it babysitting cuz one of the kids loves to jump on me and all I needed was my wrist broken again... And that would mean I'd need another yucky splint..
~*~Foghorn Siren~*~ Thank you!coffeentoffee tried to express it (this chappie) you should read it.. ^^ Glad ya love it! See ya later!
~*~coffeentoffee~*~ Actually, your description was pretty good. Except that I would have Rocky Road ice cream instead of mint. Yes, I love YYH, and I see that you have already read my story for it. It was really funny, I was going to write one and then when you asked it seemed like fate.
~*~Ryo Akuinenn~*~ Well, Draco will save the world.. sort of. He helps a ton and even though he can't kill Voldie (That's Harry's job) he can do tons of other stuff. No, this is a Draco Hermione fic. Mandela and Draco are just friends... but what do you think about Mia and Harry? ^^
~*~edarcy03~*~ He never did bite me... Hmm.. Wonder why it won't send to your e-mail...Weirds, ttyl!
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter....*sigh* Although now I don't own my splint either. That's right, I had to stop wearing it today! ^^
Draco's Spirit
Chapter Nine
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From last time:
As soon as the meal was over, myself talking excitedly to Mandela who wouldn't tell me why she was here, Mia came rushing over. "Oh Draco!" She threw her arms around my neck, not caring she was embarassing me even more. "It's so nice to see you again!"
"Why are you here?" I asked curiously while pulling Mia off of me.
"Come with us," said Mandela. She and Mia led me down a deserted hall.
"Draco," said Mia, "We came to help you."
"Help me? Help me with what?"
"The fate of the world rests in your hands Draco, and you need all the help you can get."
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*Draco POV*
I stared at her, before bursting into laughter. "That...is the funniest...thing I ever...heard you say...Mia," I gasped out between laughs. The pink haired girl didn't even crack a smile. My large grin slipped off my face and I blinked at both hers and Mandela's expressions of utter seriousness. "You're not joking are you?" I asked quietly.
Mandela and Mia shook their heads. "No Draco, it's true," said Mandela. "I know it sounds weird, but it is the truth."
"How is it that *I* control the world's fate? Potter already has the job of killing Voldemort, the only evil person I can think of at the minute. And besides, I'm not even special."
"Do you know how wrong you are Draco? Completly. You are the key needed to beat the Dark Lord, and you are special. You now have powers that were transferred to you while you were a spirit," said Mia.
"Wait, back up and start over. You two have me completly confused."
"Mandela can explain it in your common room, I have to hurry to mine before we're caught. Night Draco." Mia flashed him a bright smile and then took off down the hall headed for the Gryffindor Tower, although I had absolutely no idea how she knew where it was.
Mandela took my arm and started pulling me towards the Slytherin Dungeons and I meekly followed. A few people who we saw on the way to our room gave us strange looks, which I quickly deleted by putting a memory charm on them as we passed. I mean, who needed to see me, Slytherin's leader, being towed around by Mandela?
A few minutes later, we were descending the drafty steps towards the wall that the Slytherins called their home away from home. "What's the password?" asked Mandela, staring at the statue of a snake nestled in a nook in the wall.
"Bloodfire," I said, watching as the snake twitched and then uncoiled, leaving an open passage behind it. "After you," I said, bowing at the entrance. Mandela smiled and entered the dark tunnel which led out into the Slytherin common room.
The room looked just as I had remembered it. Black leather couches sat in front of a green fire that didn't give off much heat, silver and green banners hung from the ceiling and black candles floated around the room, giving off little light.
Turning, I said to Mandela, "Welcome to the Slytherin commons." Before I could even say anymore, I saw a blob come running at me and throw herself in my arms, throwing me backwards onto one of the couches.
"Oh Dracy, finally, we can be together!" The girl squeezed my neck tightly and I sent a silent prayer to Sina to get Pansy off of me. It didn't seem to work. I was just about to submit myself to fate.... her pink coated lips coming towards me, her hands wrapped around my throat preventing me from breathing or calling for help, and being pinned down by here huge bulk wasn't helping matters.
I closed my eyes tightly when suddenly a loud bang echoed through the room and at once the suffocation grip and the being squashed feeling vanished. Slowly opening one eye, a small smile tugged at my lips at what had just happened.
"If you ever do that to Draco again," threated Mandela, her wand pointed at a green thing lying on the floor, "I'll do more than just turn you into a toad!" The blond haired girl turned to me, a look of mischeif on her normally innocent face. "Do you mind Draco? She was starting to bug me..."
"Not at all." I rose from the couches and eyes all the Slytherins who were in the room and had just seen what Mandela had done to Parkinson. "No one is to go near Parkinson, let her stay a toad until tomorrow, understand?" The whole room nodded, knowing that Draco Malfoy was back and I wasn't someone they wanted to cross.
I smirked, surveying my turf as it seemed and my subjects, who didn't know that I had seen them for what they really were... A bunch of people who wanted to use my status to gain power for themselves.
"Um...Draco, I have to talk to you privately about the thing...."
"Oh..right." I looked back at my fellow Slytherins, my eyes narrowing into that evil look, my mouth turing into that smirk that people hated and yet respected. "No one, absolutely no one, is to bug us. If someone does, prepare to pay the consequences." I nodded to Mandela and started up the stairs to the boys dormitory.
About a minute later we were both seated comfortably on my four poster green and silver bed, me facing her. "Okay, now what is this about?"
"This is going to take a while to explain. Do you promise not to interrupt? You can ask questions after I'm done."
"Alright. Now talk."
She shook her head at my impatience, but then started to speak.
"When you died you were given the chance to come back to life through a task that you failed in. Then, you were given a second try which you succeeded in. But it was after that things started to go haywire.
I belive Sina already knew what was going to happen, but she wanted you alive so she didn't really care about the changes about to be made in your life. Although none of them are really bad," she added hurriedly, seeing the look of apprehension on my face.
"Anyway, due to your unusual life energy, you will have a special power that will greatly help you and the Order of the Phoenix."
Before I could catch my tongue I blurted out, "What's the Order of the Phoenix?"
Mandela gave me a mock glare. "You interrupted me. But the Order of the Phoenix, called the Order for short, is a group consisted of several wizards and witches who's goal is to destroy Voldemort. Seeing as you are against him, I do belive you should join."
"But how is me joining the Order supposed to help anything? And how would I even join, I don't even know anyone who is in it."
"Sure you do. Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall, all the Weasleys that are old enough, Remus Lupin, and many others. Plus Harry and his friends are honorary members."
"Potter? And Snape? Working together?"
"Houses can be set aside for bigger matters like these Draco. Now let me get back to your powers. And stop interrupting!
Because of your unusual energy patterns you can do wandless magic, meaning spells without a wand. You will only be able to do basic spells now, but soon, as you gain more experience, you will be able to do more advanced curses, even the three Unforgiveable."
"So? Why is that so important to the Order?"
"Listen Draco. If you can keep up this charade of wanting to be a Death Eater you can get on the inside of Voldemort's circle, thus being a spy for the light. Your powers will help you out of tricky situations and will be of great use."
"So you're basically saying that you want me to be a Death Eater? And what about my mother?"
"Yes, I'm saying that you should become a spy for the Order. As for your mother, you must explain to Dumbledore how you wish to help the Order and your mother's situation. Once he hears of it, I'm sure he'll move your mother to a safe place *away* from your father."
"But what if I don't want to be a Death Eater?" I asked, my voice cracking slightly. I really didn't want to be one of those horrible people that tortured and killed others for fun.
"Not that kind Draco. You would be like Snape, a spy that was close but didn't go on the raids. Just think about it... It's probably best that you get some sleep. See you in the morning Draco."
"Night Manda," I replied sleepily, already feeling my eyelids drooping closed. My last thought before sleep overtook me was how Mia was coping with the Gryffindor trio.
*End Draco POV*
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*Mia POV*
As soon as I had left Mandela with Draco I had fled up the hall, knowing I had to get to the Gryffindor Tower before I was caught out of my room after hours. Sure, I was a new student and all, but that still gave me no excuse to be wandering deserted corridors at night.
Racing down the hall, I passed several suits of armor, a huge tapestry and an evil looking cat. Wait... a cat...Draco had told me about that cat. Its name was Mrs. Norris and it was Filch's, the caretaker of Hogwarts, cat. If it saw a student out of bed, it would whisk off and get its master and then a detention was in store for the unfortunate student. And that was about to be me.
"Nice Kitty," I mummered, hoping it would just let me pass. The cat gave a hiss and darted off down the corridor. "Darn it." I had absolutely no knowledge of the layout of Hogwarts except how to get to Gryffindor Tower. There was no way I was going to be able to get out of here.
A lantern bobbed down the darkended hall, heading for me. "Is something here my sweet?" I winced and backed up, away from the raspy and creepy voice of Filch. I was done for...
Suddenly a hand clamped over my mouth, dragging me backwards and I felt something go over me, then being pulled against a person. I bit at the hand, trying to free myself. When that didn't work, I kicked the person, who I still hadn't identified.
"Be quiet," he hissed. Okay, so now I know it was a guy. And it had sounded quite a lot like... Harry.. What was he doing wandering around the halls at night? I held my breath, knowing that Harry was trying to help me. But how was Filch just going to pass us with out catching a glance of the two of us?
The straggly haired man walked right next to us, looking right at me, but not seeing me... As soon as they disappeard down the hall I felt the cloth that had been covering my head lifted and I whirled around, looking right into emerald eyes.
"How come he didn't see us?" I demanded.
"Invisibility cloak," he said simply. "Now come with me, I think you should get to the tower."
A few minutes later the two of us reached a portrait of a large woman in a pink dress. "Fiddlesticks," said Harry and the potrait swung open, allowing us passage into the room beyond. I followed Harry into a brightly lit room where two students sat waiting on some plushy looking chairs.
"Thank goodness you found her Harry," said Hermione, a relieved expression on her face. "Where were you Mia? You shouldn't have wandered off.... The school can be dangerous."
A light blush appeared on my face, embarrased that I was being scolded on the first day. "I had to talk to Draco about something," I said truthfully.
"About Malfoy," said Harry, his green eyes narrowing at the corners, a stern look coming over his face. "How do *you* know him? And that blond haired girl?"
"Well...umm.." I wasn't supposed to tell anyone about how Mandela and I were spirits or explain our relationship with Draco. "We um....met last summer. Yeah..."
"Liar," said Ron, standing up and striding over to us. "It's obvious Malfoy wouldn't hang out with someone like you. How. Do. You. Know. Him?"
"Uhhh..." Then, acting quickly I grabbed my stomach. "I...I don't feel... so ....well.." Then, I leaned back and fell towards the ground, my body falling in a graceful curving arc. Although I didn't feel myself hit the ground, instead I felt someone catch me.
I felt someone rest a cool hand on my forehead. "She's not running a fever," stated Hermione. "I'll just bring her up to the dorm with me and talk to her there. But she probably needs rest so we can talk to you later. Night guys."
"Night Mione," echoed the two boys as they headed towards their own rooms, myself now levitating thanks to a spell Hermione had placed on me. I felt myself placed onto a bed and could then feel a pair of eyes boring into me.
"I know your're not asleep or passed out. Now open your eyes and look at me," Hermione ordered. Jeesh, she sure knew how to boss someone around. And this was the girl Draco liked? Or I at least think he likes?
Timidly, I opened one of my violet eyes and looked up into her sparkling brown ones. "Hey...um thanks for getting me out of that mess down there and not telling the boys." I flashed her a cheery smile.
She looked at me, seriousness etched on every line of her face, although that was very few. "How do you know Malfoy?"
"I'm not supposed to say," I said quietly. "I could get in a lot of trouble with a higher rule. But Mandela and I do know him, we spent a few days together due to some circumstances."
"Oh? What kind of circumstances?" She asked, now curiousity shining in her eyes.
"I can't really say that either. But I will tell you this." I looked up at her, completly serious. "He changed from who he was. Mandela and I saw the real Draco Malfoy, the kind caring one while we were with him."
"Can you just answer yes or no to my next question? Did you and Mandela meet Malfoy when he was *dead*?"
"Uh..."
"Because it sure sounds like that. You said he changed, but he wasn't changed when I saw him in Diagon Alley on the day that he... well the day he died."
"Maybe," I said, barely a whisper.
"How? Are you two some kind of people that can speak to dead spirits? And bring them back to life?"
"I'm not going to answer that. All you need to know is that Mandela and I are students at Hogwarts, we know Draco, and we know he doesn't want to be a Death Eater."
"Hold on, Malfoy doesn't want to be a Death Eater? Why?"
"The old Draco used to want to, but he changed his mind end of fourth year after the death of one of your fellow classmates. He only came back to life because he realized that some people wanted him back."
"Ah hah! You just admitted that you met him when he was dead!"
"Scratch that last part. Well, good night Hermione." I quickly changed into my purple nightgown and climbed beneath the covers. "Uh, Hermione?"
"Yes?"
"Are we friends?"
"Looks that way."
"Would you mind not mentioning this to Harry or Ron? I really don't want them to know."
"I guess so. Well, good night Mia
"Night Hermione."
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Author's Notes:
I felt like being nice...so no cliffie today. Sorry for the lack of action, but quite a lot of things needed to be explained in this chapter. Kinda reminds me of .hack//sign, how the characters are always sitting around and talking b/c all the talking is necessary.
I have some AWESOME news! I have been asked to join a Draco/Hermione website for fanfics! Isn't it great? So I submitted my two D/Hr fics, this one and The Power of a Wish. ^^ I'll give you all the link once the site is up and running, which should be on the 21st.
I would have update this sooner (like yesterday) but just as I was about to do author's notes I got called away to baby-sit... For little kids that I can't pick up cuz of my arm... Fortunately, it wasn't too long of a night.
YOUR HELP IS NEEDED!
I need to decide if Draco should be able to do a Spirit Gun like Yusuke. I know that would change quite a bit, but it would probably help with the demons. So please let me know in your reviews.. Thanks!
Have a Happy Easter! ^^
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Reviewer's Comments:
~*~Dracowar~*~ I'm glad it was. ^^ Draco is the best! See you next chappie! ^^
~*~elrohir lover~*~ My aunt broke her arm from a horse before... Then again, Aunt Sharon seems to be accident prone. Just a few months ago she broke her shoulder bone and something else. And then your little cousin..... That's terrible. As for the metal detector, I was on a trip with some of my school (The 8th grade band to be specific)and we visited the Sears Tower (We had a huge trip to Chicago) The people there told us to empty our pockets so we could go through the metal dector. It beeped on me and I totally freaked. Cuz then they started with these smaller metal dectors and were putting them all around me. It was then I realized I had a nickel in my pocket and it had set off the whole system. I *did* empty my pockets, but it got stuck in that little crease. And that is the story of how I set off a metal dector.
~*~LishaChan~*~ About the demon thing, I can so see Draco fighting them and blowing them to little bits...hehe! ^^ I can't believe I put Mandela in Slytherin either! O.o What do you mean so I write for you? ^^ Ja na!
~*~Angelic Night Goddess~*~ Thank you! Did you mean chapter? Probably did, hope to see you again!
~*~D-Caf(aka Sandr~*~ yep, here you are! ^^ Thank you, I hope this is updated really really really (is that enough? ^^) soon for you. As for your stories, I'll still be around when you get to updating! ^^ At least you didn't say you would stop writing for two years, that's what I said when I thought my computer had deleted all the files with my stories..but they actually just got moved...
~*~Stormy Skies~*~ Yeah, sometimes I wonder about why I do some things. I guess I just wanted Draco to have a friend with him (besides Blaise) so Mandela got put there. ^^ Anyway, it seems she's fitting in.. I can't believe I had her turn Pansy into a toad! ^^
~*~Gothic Angel~*~ Thank you, I hope there's enough action and plot to keep everyone else reading too!
~*~BrittneyAnna~*~ I'm glad it's feeling better too. I saw the doc yesterday and I'm still out of p.e. for two more weeks, but I don't have to wear the splint anymore! ^^ I was thinking that Dumbledore would take it like that, I mean, he is a little off his rocker at times. I can't believe I had Snape do that. I guess he must really like his fave student! I think it's going to be awesome when Draco still hangs out with Mia, even though she's Gryff. But he has to start liking them soon, after all, it is a D/Hr... But not the usual one...
~*~devils_fire~*~ I'm etastic that now I don't have to wear that yucky splint. Although I am now part lizard, my skin is peeling all over my left arm and hand... Gross.. I had this funny mental image a few days ago that Kenshin (From Rurouni Kenshin) was dressed up like an angel with a halo and instead of singing Hallejiuah, he was singing it to Oro... But Snape with a nosiemaker? Some things are so unpredictable..
~*~ckrfan~*~ Thank you. I'm glad I don't have to wear the splint.. although I did wear it babysitting cuz one of the kids loves to jump on me and all I needed was my wrist broken again... And that would mean I'd need another yucky splint..
~*~Foghorn Siren~*~ Thank you!coffeentoffee tried to express it (this chappie) you should read it.. ^^ Glad ya love it! See ya later!
~*~coffeentoffee~*~ Actually, your description was pretty good. Except that I would have Rocky Road ice cream instead of mint. Yes, I love YYH, and I see that you have already read my story for it. It was really funny, I was going to write one and then when you asked it seemed like fate.
~*~Ryo Akuinenn~*~ Well, Draco will save the world.. sort of. He helps a ton and even though he can't kill Voldie (That's Harry's job) he can do tons of other stuff. No, this is a Draco Hermione fic. Mandela and Draco are just friends... but what do you think about Mia and Harry? ^^
~*~edarcy03~*~ He never did bite me... Hmm.. Wonder why it won't send to your e-mail...Weirds, ttyl!
~*~rogue solus~*~ Thank you. I did as soon as I could... ^^
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