Haha, dear friends, and you thought it couldn't get any worse…
Chapter 13
Filch did not stop running until they were well into the Forbidden Forest. Once they got so deep into the forest that they could no longer see each other, or what was in front of them, Filch stopped.
"Did he follow us?" Draco asked nervously.
"No, boy, I don't think so. You'll be alright now. Don't worry about Albus, I'll make sure he can't do you or anyone else any more harm."
Draco shivered. He was still in shock at how…forceful…Dumbledore had been. He was more grateful to Filch at this moment then he had been to anyone before.
"Thank you, sir. Thank you very much." Draco muttered.
Filch looked towards where the boy's face apparently was in the darkness. 'Please, call me Argus. Now, it's going to get cold out here, but we can't leave here tonight in case Albus comes looking for us. Perhaps you could conjure up a fire with your wand?"
Draco complied. He was freezing, but the fire instantly warmed him up.
Filch went off into the scrub, feeling around for soft matter they could use as bedding. He came back, and, by the light of the fire, built a mound of leaf litter. He laid down, and Draco went to join him. You see, there hadn't been enough leaves for 2 beds (wow, how'd THAT happen?).They soon fell asleep.
At some point in the night, Draco woke up. He was shivering badly, because the fire had gone out. He tried conjuring another one, but he wasn't up to it. Filch was soon woken by the boy's shivering, and hugged him closer to warm him up. For some unknown reason, Draco hugged Filch back.
I'll let you imagine what happened next.
In case you were wondering, you're imagination was probably right. (Sick puppies!)
When they woke up the next morning, Draco gazed at Filch. "So, what does this mean?" Draco asked.
"I'm not sure. But I must confess to you that I have secretly loved you for sometime." Filch murmured.
That was odd. Draco had secretly always thought Filch to be quite sexy. Something about a man with dreadlocks holding a mop really turned him on.
"Sir, I… I loved you too." Draco admitted.
"Well, why don't we follow our hearts?" Filch suggested.
They thought this was a good idea, and so they embarked on a love-filled journey across the UK. They also sent a letter to the Ministry, advising them of Dumbledore's behaviour, which landed him in Azkaban on the charges of child molestation and for taking advantage of a student. Personally I feel that Filch was being a bit rich there.
I have received news from Draco about their wedding, which shall be held in the near future. I would invite you all to come, but I can't be bothered. Maybe if you really want to you can come.
