A/N: I've been busy, tons of after school band, homework and such and then the fact that I live in a family of six all of whom need time on our one computer so... (And I had to work on my story that I'm gonna get published! I've got forty seven pages typed out now! And I also started another but it's just a few pages seeing as I just started it the other night...)
Important: Also, if I haven't read anyone's story that I usually read and review for it's nothing against you personally. I had an... err... accident of sorts and had accidentally, I don't know when or how, turned off all of my alerts so yeah... Anyways they're back on now!
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Harry Potter. Yes, J. K. Rowling does. Can I get on with the story now?
Chapter 7: The Room of Requirement
Draco Malfoy walked down the street, not really knowing where he was going. Somehow he ended up in the darkest alley, it figured. He knew that later he'd have to go back or McGonagall would be after him for sure. Actually he couldn't wait for McGonagall to come and take him away from the hish hole that he was stuck in.
After ten minutes Draco headed back for the Dursley's house, wishing that he had forgotten where it was. As he walked up to the door and found Dudley standing in front of it, blocking his path.
"Get out of my way, mudblood," he said in a low, dangerous tone.
"Don't tell me what to do, remember I'm boxing champion!" sneered Dudley in return.
Draco smirked. "Oh wow, so you can wrap boxes, what a wonderful profession," he said sardonically. "And while you make your living out of that I'll be off in the wizarding world actually doing something worthwhile."
Dudley frowned. "You idiot." He punched Draco, sending the boy tumbling to the ground backwards.
"Dad!" he then screamed, running into the house. "He did it again, he said that awful word!"
Draco scrambled to his feet and ran though the door, he made it inside right before Uncle Vernon slammed the door. Vernon's intention, Draco knew, was to lock him outside.
"You ruddy boy! Could you stoop any lower! What did we tell you about using those bloody words!" shouted the overly fat man, who was purple in face with rage.
Somehow, though he knew not how, Draco managed to survive the next three weeks in the Dursley's care, if you could call it that... Over that time he had only been beaten up by Dudley eighteen times, excluded from supper fifteen times, excluded from lunch ten times, excluded from breakfast seven times, and locked under the cupboard every night and also six times for a whole day. He had also been confined to the house and banned from going outside.
Harry's summer was going better. His birthday had passed with gifts, cake, a celebration and at Fleur and Bill's wedding he had had a wonderful time.
Hermione also was having a good summer. She had been sending many letters to Victor and had received quite a few in return of which had wonderful content for her, though seriously, it made Ron really jealous (all summer) and thus angry with her and even more so with Victor (all summer).
And now, at the moment, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were all sitting in the kitchen eating the lunch that Mrs. Weasley had just made for them.
"Delicious!" exclaimed Hermione while biting into one of the pancakes covered in a thin layer of butter and tasty maple syrup.
Somehow it made her think of Hogwarts and having breakfast there. Her next thought was the antagonist Draco Malfoy. That thought was an interesting one. She was currently trying to figure out how he was fairing with the Dursley's and at this point who was more crazy; Draco Malfoy, Vernon Dursley, Petunia Dursley, or Dudley Dursley.
And truly, at the moment, in Number Four Privet Drive it was hard to tell who was more crazy. The Vernon's had been yelling at Draco because he pointed his wand at Dudley, only because Dudley had just finished using them as a punching bag, and Draco himself was now locked under the cupboard, again, and was to go without any meals for the day.
Then, as Draco Malfoy was sulking, the thing he was least expecting happened; there was a knock at the front door.
Draco was expecting it to be just another one of the Dursley's important guests or one of Dudley's friends. In all end outs it was someone far greater and much more important. Someone that Draco had been waiting for who hadn't come when he wanted her to. Though at the moment he didn't know that.
He sat on the bed and was semi-surprised that he didn't hear any of the Dursley's voices. He was even more surprised when he heard an all too familiar voice, the voice of Professor McGonagall.
He could only imagine the look on the Dursley's faces when they saw her, it must have been hilarious (especially because they'd have to reveal that they had he, Draco Malfoy, locked in the cupboard under the stairs).
He looked at Vernon Dursley's face as the man opened the door, it was splotchy purple and red, he almost laughed.
Then came the curt voice of the Headmistress. "Mr. Malfoy, if you'd please gather your stuff up now we shall leave for Hogwarts." (The Dursley's flinched as she said that...)
Draco nodded and quickly began to throw the few things that were out of his trunk inside of it. In just minutes he was standing outside of the house with his trunk, he was very anxious to leave the muggle London, especially the Dursley's and Number Four Privet Drive.
"You said we're going to Hogwarts, why there? It's not time for school to start yet, we've still got another month."
"Correct, Mr. Malfoy, but you're going to school one month early. We have a room there ready for you and in two weeks when your schedules are passed out someone else or myself will take you to Diagon Alley to get all that you may need."
Draco scowled. "So how are we getting there?" he asked sullenly.
"We're Apparating most of the way. You've practiced it in school so even if your not licensed it won't matter. Are you?"
Draco decided to ignore the Headmistress' question, what was it to her wether he was licensed to apparate or not.
"On the count of three," McGonagall said in her usual strict tone of voice. "One. Two. Three."
Two popping sounds were heard as the witch and young wizard disappeared from Number Four Privet Drive and appeared outside of Hogwarts boundaries.
"Good, good," McGonagall said as they appeared. Now then I've already arranged for a carriage to meet us here. It should come any minute now. Ah! There it is!"
Draco entered the carriage and Professor McGonagall followed him. The two rode in silence the rest of the way to Hogwarts.
They entered the school and the Professor led him up to the seventh floor.
"Umm, Professor, the Slytherin dungeon is down there," Draco said hesitantly.
"Who said that we're going there?" asked McGonagall. "I said we had a room arranged for you, not the Slytherin dormitories."
Draco scowled, especially when he realized which room she was leading him to... the room of requirement.
"Well then, Mr. Malfoy, I believe that you know how the room works, you may let yourself in then."
Draco closed his eyes for a minute and then opened them and walked into the room, looking around for anything that he might find interesting.
There was a desk with a lamp on it, a bed, and bookshelf along the wall with various magical books sitting on its shelves.
There was also a closet area for him to put his clothes in and an area for his trunk. On the floor was a rug and a few cushions.
"Interesting..." he muttered while inspecting the room.
Hermione and Harry ran down the stairs as Mr. Weasley got home, with Ginny and Ron close behind them.
"Mr. Weasley, I was wondering, who's more crazy at this point, Malfoy or the people he's with?" blurted out Ron instantly.
"Actually," began Mr. Weasley, "He's moved. He's now somewhere completely different, but it can't be too bad there if Professor McGonagall says the worst he's been complaining about is that the bed has cotton sheets and not silk sheets..."
Ginny and Hermione giggled while Harry and Ron barely suppressed their laughter.
"It's so like Malfoy for him to be complaining over the sheets!" giggled Hermione.
A/N: Short, yes, but I've been working on it for a few days, I have a busy schedule so I haven't got much done. However I've gotta leave to catch the school bus in just a few minutes so it's the best I'll be able to post for now. Review please! (And thanks to all of my reviewers from previous times!)