Chapter 19
Would I do Anything for Love?
The next Sunday I woke to Draco shaking me as hard as I could.
"What?" I mumbled sleepily.
"Lockhart's doing something stupid, it's hilarious! You have to see it!" Draco yelled.
"What?" I said again, turning to my other side, my eyes still closed.
"He tried to make a soap mixture to clean his room…and he turned it into grape juice!" Draco said, laughing.
I shot out of bed and went into the bathroom to brush my teeth.
"Let's go!" I yelled, my mouth full with my toothbrush "No time to change."
A few minutes later, I walked out of the bathroom and Draco handed me my night cloak.
"Thank you." I said, wrapping the emerald green cloak around me.
…
After a pretty chatty walk to Lockhart's room, Draco pulled open the door.
"He's in there crying." he said, pointing to a figure with a bucket and a mop.
I smirked as I started to go in, then I stopped "Aren't you coming?" I asked, looking at Draco suspiciously.
"I'll be right behind you." Draco said smirking in that charming way.
I smirk at him then start to go in the classroom, nearly laughing at Lockhart's fate. That was going to be something to tell Harry, Ron and maybe Hermione if Duff hadn't ratted me out for calling her a Mudblood.
I tried to read Lockhart's mind to find out where that spell he did went wrong…but I got no one's thoughts but Draco's.
Got you! he thought before he slammed the door behind me.
I gasped and ran back to the door and tried to open it. It was locked! Draco locked me in Lockhart's room.
"Draco…" I said.
Nothing.
"DRACO!" I yelled, starting to pound on the door.
Still nothing.
"DRACO LET ME OUT!" I screamed, banging on the door "I SWEAR TO SKINNER THIS ISN'T FUNNY!"
Draco refused to answer me. I started to slump down against the door when I heard a yelp from the broom cupboard, followed by pounding on the cupboard door.
I pulled out my wand and pointed it to the cupboard. If Draco lured me into Lockhart's room, I had a hunch that the figure I was locked in with wasn't Lockhart.
"Who's there?" I demanded.
I didn't get an answer, unless you count more pounding on the door as one.
I started to freak out. I spun back around and banged on the door as hard as I could.
"DRACO MALFOY LET ME OUT! I'M SCARED!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
Draco didn't answer me. But the pounding on the cupboard door became increasingly incessant. Like whoever was in there…wanted to break down the door.
I whimpered. Then a voice I didn't know rang out through the cupboard.
"Oh bloody hell, Potter!" the voice said, annoyed "Are you going to just cower there whimpering or are you going to get me out of this cupboard so we can get out of this mess?"
I glared at the cupboard, trying to maintain my dignity "I WAS NEITHER COWERING OR WHIMPERING!" I bellowed, placing my hands on my hips.
"Oh bull shit! You were sobbing like a little girl. Honestly, I think the person who took on You-Know-Who would be less of a coward." the voice said, sneering at me now. I still didn't recognize it. "Now are you going to help me or not?"
Another voice let out a moan "What happened?" the other voice asked.
I was still talking to the other voice "I WAS ONLY ONE!" I shrieked "I barely remember it!" I added before turning back to the locked door. "DRACO MALFOY! I DO NOT FIND THIS FUNNY ANYMORE! LET ME OUT!" I bellowed once more.
"So boo hoo! I'm Hannah Potter! My parents died when I was one and my parents and I was given to Muggles so I have the right to cower and beg and whimper like a baby!" The first voice said, making a near good imitation of my voice. "No wonder you were put in Slytherin, so you can cower at your problems!"
"What did you do!" the second voice asked.
"Shut the hell up, Blaise, this is all your bloody fault!" the first voice snapped.
My head snapped up "Blaise!" I yelled out, relieved that I wasn't the only Slytherin being held hostage.
"How's this my fault!" Blaise asked offended.
"Really, Zabini?" the first voice asked "Who's brilliant idea was it to tie me up in the closet?"
"You wouldn't have come any other way!" Blaise protested.
I rolled my eyes and walked up to the cupboard "Blaise, how the hell did you get in there?" I asked.
"Open the door and I'll explain." Blaise said. I heard a loud thud "OW!" Blaise yelled "That hurt!"
"Good!" the voice snapped "You deserve it!"
"Don't hit him!" I yelled.
"Oh, shut your lovesick Slytherin trap, Potter!" the voice, which I now determined was a girl's said "Now open this damn cupboard before I kill him."
"FINE!" I snapped at the annoying girl, throwing open the door.
Blaise was crouched on the floor on one side of the cupboard and my least favourite person (minus Drosie, but we aren't counting Petrified people) was tied up by her wrists and ankles, now being untied by Blaise.
It was Duff.
I scoff once Blaise stands up "C'mon Blaise." I said, walking towards the door "Let's leave her in here."
Blaise shook his head "Oh, no. You two are staying in here." he said before sprinting for the door.
I ran after him and saw Draco's face open it.
"COME ON, BLAISE!" Draco yelled, looking at Blaise.
Blaise ran back out of the room and Draco slammed the door back in my face. I started to pound on it.
"BLAISE ZABINI, LET ME OUT OF HERE!" I yelled out. "DRACO!" I wailed "MAKE BLAISE LET ME OUT!"
"They won't listen." Duff said, crossing her arms "They aren't going to let us out or let anyone in until we talk."
I scoffed and leaned against the door "Then they'll have to pull up a chair!" I yelled "Because I'm only talking to you when pigs fly…or you give me back my dagger and apologize for ruining my life. Whichever comes first." I added, slumping down the door.
"You don't need that book or that dagger!" Duff snapped.
"Yes I do, you stupid half breed!" I yelled "That book is my only proof to Binns that there is a Chamber of Secrets! And that dagger is good luck to me!"
"No it's not!" Duff snapped "And I'll never let you have them!"
"You stupid, filthy, unreasonable half breed!" I yelled
The next thing I knew, I felt a stinging blow to my face.
"YOU BITCH!" I yelled.
"Don't ever call me that!" Duff said very seriously.
I slapped her back "Never pull that crap with me again." I snarl before I turned back at the door. "I hope you two assholes heard that! She freaking hit me!"
There was still no sound from behind the door.
"Have you even looked at yourself, Hannah?" Duff snapped, placing her hands on her hips "I will never let you get that knife and book again."
I clenched my fists "Then I guess your stupid little bear deserved more than a trip to the guillotine, didn't it?" I sneered.
"You still don't know." Duff said, walking over to one of the windows, which were bolted shut.
"Know what!" I demanded "Damn it, Duff, were you always this infuriating?" I added, shrugging out of my cloak.
Duff smirked and turned to me "You aren't the only one that can make a copy. You guillotined a fake."
I gaped "You…evil…filthy…half breed!" I managed, my eyes widening.
Duff spun around and faced me, fury clear in her eyes "Oh, I'm the one that's evil!" she asked "You were the one that had the intention to cut the head off the bear that my mother gave to me before she died! You were the one that held my bear hostage in the dungeons! You were the one that tried to kidnap my owl! You were the one that snuck into my dorms and tried to take the knife and book!" she came at me and pointed at me "You tell me who's evil."
I smacked her hand "IT WASN'T MY IDEA! IT WAS DRACO'S!" I yelled.
"But you were the one to cut off the head! Not Malfoy, not Drosie. It was you!" Duff snapped.
"WELL MAYBE I WOULDN'T HAVE DONE IT IN THE FIRST PLACE IF YOU HADN'T GOT PANSY TO ASK OUT DRACO WHEN YOU KNEW I LIKED HIM!" I yelled.
My eyes widened. Draco was right outside, and I just yelled out that I liked him!
Stupid, stupid Potter! I thought.
"So you finally admit it, congrats, Potter!" Duff growled through clenched teeth.
"I just want to know why you stole my bloody dagger!" I shouted.
"Because." Duff said simply.
"Why, Duff, why?" I asked, feeling a fireball forming in my hand.
"BECAUSE I DON'T WANT YOU TO BECOME A SLYTHERIN!" Duff yelled, clapping a hand over her mouth.
"Are you stupid?" I asked, snarling "I am a Slytherin, smart one! Didn't you pay attention to your own year's Sorting? I was placed in Slytherin, you stupid idiot!" I said, rolling my eyes.
"I MEAN A REAL SLYTHERIN!" Duff snapped, tears starting to fall from her face "I didn't want you to become like one of the other Slytherins. But…now I guess it's too late."
I glared at her "You honestly think that I went bad!" I snapped "You honestly think that I, Hannah Lillian Isabella Marie Potter, the Girl Who Lived, twin sister to Harry Potter, went bad? Are you that insecure!"
"Look at yourself!" Duff said, her voice thick with tears "You tried to hurt my owl, decapitated my bear, even though it was a copy, and called me a half breed and Hermione a Mudblood."
"I only did that to get even with you for setting Pansy on Draco." I said, my anger fading.
"If you think I enjoyed that you're wrong." Duff said, her voice sounding a little stronger "I wanted to give you as clean a break as possible. I figured you'd move on to someone else. I knew it would break your heart, but-"
"DAMN STRAIGHT IT BROKE MY HEART!" I yelled, anger flooding my body once more "Because of you I snapped at Pansy! I never did that before!" my voice broke "And you of all people should have known damn bloody well how much Draco means to me!"
"That's why I needed you to stop." Duff said, leaning against a desk "I knew that eventually Malfoy was going to get you to hate me."
I rolled my eyes and climbed up the desk opposite and sat on it. "Really, Duff, really? Because, last time I checked, Draco and I acted like a couple up until your little stunt, and no matter how many times you ruined our little moments, not once has he tried to get me to hate you." I said.
"Only because you never dated, never kissed until that one time." Ivy said, looking at me "That's how it starts, you know right from wrong then you're blinded by love. It makes you do things you never imagine you'd do and you look back and you realize…you aren't the same person you were before." she clutched at her necklace "That's why I never want to fall in love with a Slytherin if I can help it. I don't want to make a mistake I regret."
I looked at her quizzically and fiddled with the snake bracelet "You seem to know a lot about love. But…you're only twelve. Now, you're either very precocious, or…" I paused "you've loved before."
Ivy shook her head "No, but my older sister was. She fell in love with a Slytherin. They were so passionate and inseparable. He seemed like a good guy…up until one night I snuck downstairs when I was seven at their place for the weekend. He just came home." she looked lost in thought "I could make out most of it. You Know Who ordered him to murder someone from the Ministry if he was ever to live. So…he did. Then he said to her that the Ministry was after him, that they were wrangling Death Eaters."
Ivy paused. This topic seemed to upset her.
"Then my sister did the most unimaginable thing. She told him she'd admit to the murder. He said no, he wouldn't allow it. But all she could say was how much she loved him. So Death Eaters came and took her away. The guy didn't notice me but he chuckled.
He never saw my sister in Azkaban. And he never spoke to us again." she finished, wiping her eyes
I gaped a little "Then…what happened to your sister?" I asked.
"She died. But I saw her once. She said that he'd come for her. That he'd give her one last kiss and that'd be the best day of her life. And her last. And I had such high hopes for that asshole."
My eyes flashed in anger "Dick!" I yelled.
"Now you see why I don't want you doing anything with Malfoy?"
I bit my lip. On one hand, Draco was really nice, but then again, what Ivy said did involve a lot of pain for her sister. I nodded.
"Look, I know there isn't a proper way to say I'm sorry." Ivy said as she pulled something out of her cloak. "And I doubt you're going to forgive me. But my intentions were reasonable. I just…didn't go the right way with them. So…here." she said, handing me two things.
"My dagger!" I said, looking at the silver glint in the blade "And the diary!"
"Yeah, I'm sorry. I just thought that if you had the dagger, you'd do what Slytherin did with it." Ivy said, looking down.
I set the dagger and the journal down and crossed my arms "Yes, your intentions were that of a true friend. But the way you went with them was cruel, and you seriously hurt my feelings."
"I know. And I'm sorry."
I smirk "I'm sorry too."
Ivy rolled her eyes "Ok, now give me a hug, you sappy witch!"
We hugged. Then I realized that we were locked in here. And Draco and Blaise were responsible.
"We'd better go and kill Blaise and Draco now." I said.
"No need." Blaise said behind me "I think I suffered enough with Ivy knocking me out in the closet."
Ivy broke the hug and walked up to Blaise "I'm sorry…I can't." she said, putting something in his hand. "See you later Hannah." she said to me before leaving.
I looked at Blaise confused "What was that about?" I asked.
"Nothing." Blaise said, his voice cracking as he left the room.
I stared at him as he walked out, more confused than ever.
"I am so confused!" I yelled. "Could someone please explain to me what's going on?"
