Ha, ha, I'm back with a brand new chapter. So we left off with Harry visiting his parents graves. Where will we go in this chapter. Find out and read on
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Hermione and Ron Apparated back to the Burrow, waiting for Harry to return. An hour later, there was a crack in the kitchen and Harry came out. His eyes were puffy and red from the crying, but he didn't say a word to either of his friends, instead, he headed upstairs. Ron tore his eyes away from his best friend
"Poor bloke, what do we do about him?"
"Leave him be for a while," answered Hermione
"But he had like an hour or more"
"Come on, Ron, are you that much of an insensitive git or what?"
No answer. Hermione continued reading
"Hey, let's go and jinx Malfoy"
"That's just low, jinxing someone who needs to recover"
"Yeah, but he's a git and he deserves it"
"Silencio"
Ron glared at Hermione and stormed out of the room to have the silencing charm removed. She laid her wand down and continued on with her book. But she couldn't have peace when Ginny came in and jumped on the lounge
"Why is Harry crying?"
"Just leave him alone, until he's ready, okay"
"Okay, but why is he crying?"
"We just went to his parents graves"
"When did you do that?"
"More than an hour ago"
"Why couldn't you bring me?"
"You decided to stay behind"
"I thought you and Ron were going to talk to him, but you didn't come back, but I thought nothing of it and came back here"
She looked away, as Hermione picked her book up
"Is he okay?"
"He's still upset, so just give him some time, okay, promise me that"
Ginny shrugged and left Hermione alone to her reading
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Malfoy woke up again, staring at the ceiling. He felt a burning pain in his left arm, flinching from it. It could be from the healing bones, or it could be something else…
"No, stop it, please, I don't want this anymore, go away, please"
The pain slowly receded. Malfoy stared at the ceiling and decided to get up. Throwing the blanket off, he got out and adjusted the sling on his arm, before walking swiftly across the door and through the door, out onto the hallway
"Where am I?"
Looking to his right, he saw a set of stairs going down and cautiously went down, watching out for any threats. But there wasn't any and he made it down in one piece. He had reached the living room, where there were several lounges all around a large fireplace. He crept closer to the fireplace
"Decided to get up, did we?"
"Aaaahhh!"
Malfoy whirled around and saw Harry standing the living room
"When did you get there?"
"Just then and I saw someone sneaking towards the fireplace. Tell me Malfoy, who are you going to see?"
"I was just taking a look," said Malfoy defensively
"Yeah right, I can really, really believe that"
"Just because you don't want to, doesn't mean I was going to see anyone"
Harry took a few steps closer and Malfoy saw he had his wand drawn, hidden slightly beside his thigh
"What were you doing at Hogwarts?"
"I ran away and I went there. I thought Hogwarts would be the last place they looked"
"And by them, you mean the Death Eaters, right?"
"Of course, but I guessed wrong"
"Well obviously you did, because now you're here"
"What is this place, Potter?"
"I'd love to tell you, but I can't trust you, so I must decline"
Malfoy scoffed
"You think you're so righteous"
"It's better than being an arrogant prick following in daddy's footsteps"
"At least I have a father to follow," said Malfoy, but without as much venom
Harry's wand shot out, aiming at Malfoy's heart
"Careful, Malfoy. I could turn you over to the Ministry if I wanted to, but I won't"
"Why?"
"Because I think there's something else inside of you, Malfoy, something else apart from your arrogant, ruthless asshole that you are"
Harry lowered his wand and turned away
"Maybe you could help us defeat the Dark Lord"
"I don't think so, Potter, I think I'd rather stay on the side that will win"
"But is it the right side, Draco?"
Before Malfoy could say anymore, Harry left the room
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Hermione was on her way to her room, when she heard two voices in the living room, arguing with each other. She stopped outside, as Harry and Malfoy verbally fought. She knew she shouldn't be doing it, listening to their conversation, but she couldn't resist
"But is it the right side, Draco?"
Hermione quickly ducked around the corner, as Harry stormed past, barely seeing her. Taking in a deep breath, she went back and saw Malfoy leaning with his good arm against the mantel, staring at the cold ash in the fireplace
"Malfoy, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Granger, don't know why you care," he spat
"I was just checking to see if you're alright"
"I'm fine, Granger, just leave me alone, okay," said Malfoy, spinning around
"Well, next time, remind me not to see you're fine, seeing that you can handle yourself"
"I don't need any guards or whatever, and like you said, I can handle myself. I don't need people around me to protect me all the time"
"No, you'd rather trolls or your daddy or the Dark Lord to protect you when you clearly can't"
Malfoy reached into his pocket, but found he had no wand. He looked up and saw Hermione glaring at me
"If you had jinxed me, you would have signed your death certificate"
"Now I'm scared"
Hermione whipped out her wand and pointed it at him
"Jeez, I just came from an argument with Potty who wanted to hex me and now you. This hasn't been a good day"
"Why are you worried?"
Hermione tucked her wand away and left in the direction of Harry. Malfoy turned back to the fireplace, losing himself in his thoughts
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Tense, its a little tense, i reckon. But its up to you to say what you think. Review, review and find out more in the next chapter