Chapter: 5
One Wish, One Mistake.
Draco then made his way out of the cell, met with the Auror at the front desk who gave him back his wand, and gave Draco a comforting smile and said that he would have been scared too if he were in his position. Draco look at the Auror as if the wizard just lost his mind. What in the bloody hell were all these people talking about? Just as Draco was about to walk out the front door, he was suddenly stopped. Damn this was too good to be true. And he was right, it was Harry who stopped him.
"We need to talk, and now." Harry said as he lead the way for Draco to follow.
In all the time Draco and Harry knew each other, never once did they both think it would ever come to this. Harry helping Draco Malfoy out of being thrown in Azkaban. They made their way out into a dark alley way which had a pub on the corner. They made their way inside the pub only to find that Granger was there waiting for them.
"Make yourself cozy Malfoy, you might be here for a while." Hermione said as Draco looked at her with disgust. Draco sat down not because she told him too, but because he was curious as to why Harry helped him, and why they were all here.
"Jesus Granger, happy to see me or something? I knew you always had a thing for me but damn I didn't know you wanted to make it public now. Bravo, your very brave, but I must warn you I don't date mudbloods, but for you I might make the exception." He taunted at her.
"Oh shut the bloody hell up Malfoy. Merlin, you're the only asshole I know who would actually say something that stupid. Of course I don't have feelings for you! That would be like me saying I like ferrets. I don't, I hate the slinky bastard's so I guess your out of luck. But if I ever need an asshole for those lonely nights, I know I can always call on you."
"Always, baby. You know I hate mudbloods, but like I said, for you I'll make an exception. Besides, you're a virgin anyway, I can show you at least twenty ways to make you scream with orgasmic pleasure with out even taking your maiden head yet. Would you like that? I bet you would. To scream my name, right as I take your virginity, and fuck the shit out of you." Draco started laughing.
"Oh yeah baby, you read my mind. I want you to fuck me senseless." Hermione rolled her eyes, sick at the thought he created. "In your fucking dreams Prince rotten crotch."
"I can't help it you want me, but I'm sorry to say I can't fit you in this week, how about next millennium?"
"How about when you drop dead ferret?" Hermione snapped.
"Even better!" Draco laughed.
"Alright if you two are done getting your freak on through your sick sexually fantasies for each other, I would like to get this started."
They both gave Harry death looks, but remained quite.
"Alright, Malfoy, what in your own words, what happened, with you and professor Dumbledore?"
"What difference does it make, he's dead now Potter."
"I was there you fucking git."
"Impossible. There was no one else but myself and him. I saw no one else and I was looking around the whole time."
"Just because you didn't see me doesn't mean I wasn't under this the whole time." Harry said as he brought out he old invisibility cloak.
"So why were you there Potter?" Draco said studying the cloak in his fingers.
"What if I told you that Dumbledore and I were discovering ways to destroy Voldermort? What would you say to that?" Harry said
"I'd say watch what you tell this rat Harry." Hermione said as a warning.
"Calm down Granger, I don't want Voldermort to win this war just as much as the next wizard. So you saw everything did you Harry? Did you see the part where I was about to put my wand on the ground and ask for his help, or did you just miss that part?"
"I saw you starting to lower your wand, yes. Then everyone else ran in. And Snape killed Dumbledore. I always knew something was up with him, never knew why Dumbledore trusted him, but I knew Snape would be his downfall."
"Did you forget already?" Draco looked at Harry as if he were stupid.
"What Malfoy?"
"Snape made the promise to my mother."
Harry instantly remembered. Snape made an unbreakable vow with Narcrissa, if Draco didn't kill Dumbledore, then Snape had to do it for him. In order for Snape not to die, he or Malfoy had to kill Dumbledore.
"Now your getting it. Snape was a double agent the whole time. He was reveling secrets to Lord Voldermort, everything the Order did was exposed. Nothing you all did was ever secret."
"Now why did you willing go to the Ministry tonight?" Harry asked.
"Because my mum and father's lives depended on it. Which reminds me, I need to get back to the manor before that son of a bitch kills my family. I only do this for them. I personally hate the guy, but there's other reasons."
"Let me guess, Aroara?" Harry said watching Draco's face.
"How in the bloody hell do you know about Aroara?"
"Your boss, came and told me. Plus I had a dream about you and Voldermort bringing her back to England from the states."
"If you excuse me, I really must being going now." Draco said as he got up and turned to leave.
"Fine but if you ever need to find me, I'm at Godric's Hollow." And with that Harry let him leave with out another word.
"Harry, why do I get a bad feel about Malfoy's fate in helping us?"
"Because we're not certain on how him helping us will lead him, but what I can say about his fate, Aroara is going to seal it for him. Good or bad, she will."
Draco made his way back to the manor without anymore surprises and soon was back in his father's study with Voldermort.
"So Harry bailed you out did he?" Voldermort said with his back turned to him.
"Yes my lord. I wasn't expecting it. It happened out of the blue."
"I know, but I'm not angry, he just did me the biggest favor I needed. So I'll thank him when I see him again, which should be soon enough. Don't worry, I called off my death eaters from around your mother and your father. They're safe for now. Your job is to go watch over my Aroara, and make sure no one gets too close to her. Got it?"
"Yes my lord, and thank you. You are a very gracious Leader."
"Yes my son. Soon we will all be over this and celebrating our victory of this war, but as for now, leave me. I have things to do and people to see."
With that Draco bowed to Lord Voldermort, and left the room. Happy to be back, he went straight to where he left her. He longed to be next to her, hear her laugh, smell her intoxicating scent. He wanted to be next to his girl, his best friend in the whole world. Once he got to his room where he left her though, she wasn't there. Infact, he started searching high and low through out the Manor only to find that she was no where to be found. Then he thought of it. The only place he didn't look, the gardens.
As he finally made his way outside to the gardens, he found her nearly a minute later sitting down by the fountain smelling some lilacs, and humming. She was beautiful. Too stunning for words, and he started wondering in how all this time, he could still possibly be crazy for her. She was his best friend, and he doubted that she would ever see him as more than that, but then again he didn't know Aroara's side of her feelings. He didn't notice it, but everytime she saw him, she couldn't help but notice him in a different light. He certainly wasn't the scrawny little Draco she remembered him as anymore, infact he grew into his features. His face was no longer pointy, but more masculine, he was just over six foot tall now, and his eyes, oh god those famous silver eyes! His hair was still that sexy blond she always thought was attractive, but now it wasn't long or slicked back, it was short, sexy, spiky. He certainly earned himself some muscles too. His abs, were rippled, and his arms were certainly big enough to her likings. She caught herself daydreaming once about what it would be like to have his arms around her. His lips on her, then she would have sudden flashes of him, sweating, moaning, panting, kissing, touching. And that's when she usually snapped herself out of those daydreams. Deeming them, as nothing short of inappropriate. He was her best friend after all! Did she want to scare him away?
Draco just sat back smirking one of his famous smirks at her. Just watching her, thinking about all the ways he could touch her, kiss her, make her scream when all of a sudden,
"Hey Draco! You scared me! Didn't see you standing there looking all handsome!" Then she quickly blushed.
"Oh Merlin! I did NOT just say that out loud did I?" She thought to herself as she turned slightly pink.
Draco smirked even more, Merlin he was such a sexy piece of work when he wanted to be.
"Handsome, eh? Well Aroara if I had known you felt that way about me..." He was still smirking as he was walking closer to her.
"I only meant that, for my best friend, of course I think your handsome! Dashing really! Oh Merlin I need to shut up now before I say something I can't take back..." She said as she made her way around him and tried to go in the Manor. "Phew that was close!" She thought to herself. Draco, seemed to buy her excuse according to her, but little did she know, he didn't buy it at all. He was loving every second of her blushing, fumbling over her words, everything.
They made their way inside, into Draco's room and closed the door. They were soon talking about everything. From Aroara's life in the America's, to school, friends, and eventually about the pending war. Aroara and Draco both openly admitted that they were very nervous about the war to say the least. He also told her about all his troubles during last school year, and his forced involvement in it. For the first time Aroara actually pitied him. But he seemingly pitied her worse, for her lack of choice of a father. She laughed and admitted that it was quite odd that she never had met him before now. All her mother said about her father was that, he was a handsome man at the time that they met and conceived Aroara, but he was a dark wizard. One that almost everyone feared. Except her mother. She never feared Voldermort. That's why he chose her to bare his child. His heir as he so often put it for her. Because she was the only female witch to either not throw herself at him, or be extremely frightened of him. She challenged him, she was the only one to do so. Not to mention her mother was beautiful, so it was hard for him to resist her physically as well. Draco smirked at this statement.
"Well most guys tend to want beautiful women, in more ways than one!" He laughed. He had that smirk that would make most girls start blushing or sweating...maybe both.
"Well, Draco most girls want beautiful men in more ways than one too you know!" She had an equal smirk to match his and that's all it took for him, he was hopelessly floored.
His eyes moved towards her lips, longing, and begging for her to let him touch them. She noticed his looks and quickly moved away.
"Well, I think it's time for me to go and have a word with my father. I'll be back a little later." And she made a hasty exit.
He couldn't help but wonder if he scared her off, or is it possible she may secretly want him too, and is too scared to say or do anything. He didn't know, but he knew he had to find out.
"RON! GET UP FOR THE LAST BLOODY TIME!" Hermione screeched at him, for what seemed to be the millionth time. They were all already running late to the train station as it was, and he was just being more difficult as each minute passed.
He finally got up, showered, dressed, and ate a quick bite in enough time to make it out the door. But his mum, needless to say started worrying that after his graduation this year, would he be able to hold down a job with all his over sleeping!
They had finally arrived at platform 9 & 3/4 in the nick of time to catch the train, and the trio soon found themselves on the way back to Hogwarts. Hermione, who was elected Head Girl had to leave for an hour to meet up with the new Head Boy.
"Well, it's good Hermione got Head Girl like she wanted, bad thing is though, we won't see her as much." Ron said, sounding a little down.
"Oh mate, when are you ever going to tell her you mad about her?" Harry said eyeing his friend with a big smirk.
"Oh c'mon Harry, it's not like she's interested anyway." Ron said looking away.
"Maybe, maybe not...it's always worth a try."
"Harry, Hermione likes, blondes. Malfoy has more of a chance than I do!"
"I doubt it." Harry said thinking back to Hermione and Draco's little spat in the pub. He decided against telling Ron about that though.
"Your right, I have more of a chance than that ferret like git."
They continued to laugh while in the Head's compartment, Hermione Granger awaited to find out who the head boy was.
He wait and excitement was short lived, when the new Head Boy came wondering in.
It was none other than...Draco Malfoy.
Ok, I would like to do disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER, IT'S CHARACTORS, THE STORY LINES I BASED THIS OFF OF, NOTHING! THE ONLY THING THAT IS MINE IS AROARA AND THE STORY LINES I HAVE MADE UP IN THIS FANFICTION WORK! J.K. ROWLING OWNS HARRY POTTER, IF I DID I'D BE FILTHY FUCKING RICH... BUT I"M NOT SO THERE BITCHES YOU CAN'T SUE ME! AND THIS DISCLAIMER APPLIES TO ALL OF MY PREVIOUS, PRESENT, AND FUTURE CHAPTERS IN THIS STORY!
I have mostly done this disclaimer because I hear that J.K. Rowling is trying to crack down on Fanfiction, mostly because I hear she feels it's destroying her work. So there, suck on thoses apples!
Also a big thanks to my reviewers! Without it, I don't think I would continue this story. I hope you like this new addition, and plenty more are coming! Keep reviewing!