Chapter Thirteen: HORCUXES!
Draco watched through the window, being careful not to be seen. Hermione was crying on Wonder-Boy's chest. He should be in there with her, making all her fears and sorrow go away.
He pressed his ear against the glass to see if he could hear snipits of what was going on, but the glass was so thick and he couldn't hear anything.
"Hermione, what do you mean?" Harry comforted Hermione, hoping that Ron wouldn't come in at a wrong time.
"It isn't as bad as it sounds." Hermione sniffed and wiped the tears off her face. "It was just something th relax him and stuff, that's why he's been so, well, not how he should be."
"Like how he was smiling before?" Harry asked. He was finally getting it.
"Exactly!"
"Why Hermione?"
Hermione never thought this would ever come out, especially before she was able to think of a story for why.
"Er, um, well, please promise me that you won't overreact?" Hermione looked up at Harry.
"Hermione," Harry said in a stern voice, "what did you do?"
"Well, do you remember last year when I used to go off to the library even after I had finished with my homework?"
"Please don't tell me-"
"Draco saved my life."
"You!"
Ron turned around and saw Dudley waddle into the kitchen. He slammed the refrigerator door shut and looked at the obese pig on his hind legs.
"What do you want?" Ron asked, taking a bite of the turkey leg in his hand.
"Mum wants the hedges trimmed and the rest of the weeds pulled." Dudley pushed past the tall redhead and opened the refrigerator door.
Ron rolled his eyes and walkedout of the room muttering to himself.
"Harry? Hermione?" Ron knocked on the door to Hermione and, ugh, Malfoy's room.
He pressed his ear to the door to hear if they were there.
"Hermione, what are you talking about?" That was Harry's voice.
"He saved my life." Hermione was in trouble? When?
"That part I heard, though I ws hoping I hadn't, but what happened? When did this happen?"
'Should I go in?' Ron asked himself.
"During the Yule Ball I was trapped under one of the Slytherin banners. I know it doesn't sound as bad as it was, but it was really heavy-"
Harry chuckled. "Hermione, you are adorable." He paused. "Hey, haha, don't give me that look. You know we've all been in more dangerous situations."
"Okay, well, um, after that we sorta became, erm, friends-ish."
'What could they be talking about?' Draco asked himself from the balcony.
All of a sudden the window opened up and Hermione's head shot out.
"Draco?" she whispered, looking around.
"Over here," he walked over to her.
"Sh, Harry's in the bathroom," Hermione looked up at him and took his hand in her's. "I told him about the other year."
"What? You told him about Ignatious and Clarice?" Draco couldn't beileve Hermione would do something like that.
"No!" She whispered. "That is our story, not his, but I told him about our friendship. All I told him though was that you saved me from the banner and that something started."
Draco felt his heart leap out of his chest. He was so happy that she would do something like this. It proved to him how much he meant to her. "Really?"
"This doesn't change anything between us Dra-Malfoy." Hermione was stern as she kept her senses sharp for when Harry stopped hitting his head on the mirror. "You're still going to leave as soon as wewe get in touch with the Order."
"But-"
"No." Hermione couldn't believe she was doing this. "And when the fight against Voldemort is over you will leave me alone and we will never hear from each other again." She went back into the room and closed the window.
"Hermione, we need to talk."
Hermione whipped her head around and saw Ron standing in the doorway.
Harry chose that moment to come out of the bathroom rubbing his head.
"I think I have an idea," Ron said. Hermione quietly looked at Ron and motioned for him to tell them. "Hermione, you might want to change into jeans first, or at least some working clothes. The Dursleys want us to finish weeding and trim the hedges."
"Just tell us the idea first Ron," Hrary said, feeling tension fill up the room.
"Okay. We give You-Kno-Voldemort Malfoy who has a curse placed on him so that when he dies he takes out the entire room with him." Ron smiled at his brilliant plan and looke dat his two friends, waiting for their responses.
"That's brilliant!" Hermione said all of a sudden.
Harry stared at Hermione. Ron wanted to comit her to St. Mungo's after kissing her first.
"Er, Hermione," Harry made a face at Hermione letting her know what he was thinking.
"No, Harry, I don't understand why we didn't think of it before!" Hermione jumped up with an excited expression. "Genious Ron!"
"Um, Hermione, would you care to elaborate on why you think that it would be a good idea to turn an, um, innocent boy over toVoldemort?" Harry asked slowly.
"Don't you understand?" Hermione looked from Harry to Ron. She ran over to the window and pulled Draco inside the room. "Malfoy, tell the guys what happened when Voldemort tried to kill you!"
Draco looked at teh trio with a confused look on his face. "Um, my mother leapt in front of me-"
"And then there was a bright light next time he tried, right?"
"Yeas, but-OH! I get it now!" Draco smiled.
"Wait, what's going on?" Ron looked at Harry, who was beginning to understand.
"We send Malfoy in, pretending to give in and whatever. Voldemort should be almost dead again, like when he came after me, only this time he has somewhere to go, or at least someone who he can 'Quirril'!" Harry smiled at Hermione. "You're a genious!" He wrapped his arms around her and swung her around. They were finally going to be rid of Voldemort!
"There's one snag, though." Hermione said, causing Harry to feeze in place. "Locket,"
"Ring"
"Diary"
"HORCUXES!"
