Chapter 17
Veritaserum
a/n. I'm stopping at 20 chapters. I've thought of a great ending!
Hermione stopped.
Malfoy was rushing down the corridor.
He pointed his wand at her, and she followed him.
He locked her in the room.
'Why! Why are you doing this to me?' She asked, tears pouring down her face.
'Veritasero!' Draco said, pointing the tip of his wand in the clear liquid; Veritaserum.
'What does Potter know about the Dark Lord's plans?'
When she spoke, her speech was dull, as if in a trance.
'He knows about the witching hour. You are not a death eater.'
'The witching hour? But how does he know?'
'Slytherins talk rarely, but Gryffindors listen well.' Hermione said vaguely.
'One more question. What can make you happy?' He turned a slight pink tinge.
'Something to want. Something to yearn for. To make this stop. This pain.' She said, her eyes spacing out. She went sharpely back into focus.
'Now look here--'
'Quiet. Mudblood. Now get out of my sight before I decide otherwise. Finite.' She was no longer following him.
She cursed rapidly, then left, angrily, wondering what she had been doing while she was in there.
