Chapter 2 Hp. Fanfict.

Notes: Don't seem to like it do you? Oh, well hope someone will review soon or I'll end up erasing it, and starting over, as every time I add a chapter I stop liking it and want to re-do it.

The plot had slowly evolved in my head. However as I have many themes this will be hard, you know to put them altogether into something that makes sense.

Once more the rating is R!!!! I guess maybe this chapter will earn it; I don't know coz I'm just starting to write it. So have a nice time reading. Oh I changed the title, as the other one was absolutely stupid. Ok just finished writing the chapter and no shagging in it sorry... next chapter definitely, though.

Chapter 2 Language of Wicked Souls

Hermione was feeling rather odd. Just last night she saw what she saw, and was quite surprised. The meetings of the Durmstag three did not seem dangerous at all. They were not thinking of destroying the world. They just met and well.... drank.

"Oh Herm, why are you thinking again hon?" Cat's voice threw Hermione of track

"Eh, oh, Cat. How are you?" Hermione stuttered.

Cat started walking alongside Hermione. They were obviously both heading for the kitchen.

"Fine, fine, listen why I was thinking you and your friends need to ... hmmm... relax a little, and my friends need to.... hmmm get to know some other people and relax as well" she paused. Hermione listened carefully. However an elaboration could not be heard.

"What do you mean?" she asked. Cat stopped for a moment and looked at her.

"You seem very nice Herm, and somehow against most my beliefs I have come to trust you." She paused. "Now, my friends and I sometimes meet under the old willow on the west side of the grounds. I thought you and your friends could join us." She looked stern but kind. Hermione knew very well that her new friend was being honest.

"I'll have to ask Ron and Harry" was the only thing she could think of saying. Cat nodded.

"Midnight. Hope to see you there" she smiled. Hermione nodded and turned around to make sure there's no one around so she could tickle the pear.

"Cat, it makes me wonder how do you know about the entrance to.... "Hermione never had the chance to say kitchen, as just as she was about to she noticed Draco Malfoy.

"Well, well, well who do we have here? Mudblood Granger." Hermione blushed. Cat felt quite puzzled who was that guy? However, she kept her face emotionless and still.

"Fuck off ferret Malfoy " Hermione's voice was barely a whisper, she felt angry, however she also felt embarrassed. Cat has just invited her to meet her friends, and now Malfoy was calling her Mudblood. What will she think of me. Draco took no notice of her words and approached them. Actually he approached Cat, his eyes burning into hers. Cat found it quite easy to hold his gaze, she's had practice.

"Oh and the Durmstag bird. Heard lot about you sweetheart, whenever you'll feel like spending time with" he looked at Hermione with disgust "more appropriate people, do not hesitate to see me." His smile was mockingly. However Hermione notice Cat's smile was very much alike.

"Draco Malfoy, First of all I'm quite sure you have heard almost nothing about me. Second of all I don't need to hear anything about you" she lowered her face to his, her eyes cold and laughing, their faces almost touched. Draco did not move, his face was mocking and smug even more then usual. This time her voice was almost a whisper "to see right through you, fascinating things are happening there in your mind, however to me you are quite pathetic" She finished off however their heads did not shift, and both their smiles widened.

"I see, very well, shall meet again then" Malfoy also spoke quietly and securely. His voice provocative.

"Of course Mr. Malfoy, as you wish" she smiled and turned around to face Hermione. Her smiled turned warmer. Malfoy bowed and turned around swiftly. Hermione was out of words. What the fuck?

"Eh, Cat that was ... weird.... What "she could not shape her surprise into words.

"You see Herm, some souls have a language not many can understand. Sometimes these people change, but they never seize to know the language." Cat spoke casually as she tickled the pear. Hermione was too confused to remember she was hungry. She had to see Ron and Harry. Immediately.

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"Now you have to believe me guys they are EVIL" Ron spat out quickly. His face almost as red as his hair. He was very excited.

"We don't know for sure Ron" Hermione answered slowly, her mind somewhere else.

"I think we should go" Harry joined the conversation

"ARE YOU INSANE" Ron's eyes widened as he shouted in surprise and fear.

"Yes, yes, yes" Hermione spoke more to herself then to them.

"They'll chop us up and eat us or something I'm telling you" Ron was quite angry now why are they so into trouble, couldn't they just stay home and play wizard chess?

"Come on Ron you wimp. Listen we'll be fine. I'm sure they can't be more dangerous they Voldemort can they?" Hermione snapped out of the trance.

"Alright" Harry shrugged. He did not feel scared of the three at all.

"But, but, but guy, this is insane, I'm not going, you're not going, I'll stun you.... "Ron went on and on as they entered the common room. He continued even as they left him downstairs, both leaving to their dormitories.

Soon, It was almost midnight.