A/N: I finally updated after 2 months. I'm so slow, lazy, procrastinating. So anyway hopefully yall like this chapter. I had been planning on making it longer, like twice as long as it is now, but then I decided it's been so long, I'll just post this much. So any way thank you to my 4 reviewers:
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Ana -- yea Draco was kind of ooc in that part. I don't know maybe he's like that because he has so much other stuff on his mind
me -- thanks! Who's me?( And no I did not review my own story.)
Chapter 5
Dumbledore was sitting at his desk waiting for him. "hrmm," Draco cleared his throat and Dumbledore looked up,
"Mr. Malfoy, come, sit down."
He pointed to a chair in front of his desk and Draco walked in and sat down. Dumbledore reached under his desk and pulled out a bundle of scrolls and unrolled them. He peered over his moon-shaped glasses and scanned the parchments while he said,
"Mr. Malfoy, you are probably wondering why I summoned you here."
"Yes, sir" said Draco in a shaky voice. Dumbledore looked up at him with a pitying smile, which went away again after a second.
"The staff, as well as myself, are very worried about you." Draco shrugged in a non-caring way and the headmaster continued, "You didn't attend any classes on all these days, he dropped a long roll of parchment in front of Draco who slowly picked it up.
"Your grades are also extremely low, as I'm sure you're aware," he placed down the rest of the scrolls, a large stack, in front of Draco, and sat there staring at him with a searching look. Draco uncomfortably picked up the parchments and skimmed through them.
Dumbledore finally spoke, "Is there anything you would like to share with me Mr. Malfoy? Perhaps, the reason for," he gestured to the scrolls, "all this." Draco slowly shook his head. Dumbledore, raised his bushy eyebrows, "Well then, It is my duty to inform you that if you don't make a significant change, the school will have no choice other than to send you home for the rest of the year. And then you would be a 6th year again next year—"
Dumbledore continued talking but Draco didn't hear anything anymore. He was to busy thinking about how furious his father would be when he found out.
Was my father informed of this?" he burst out, interrupting Dumbledore in mid-sentence.
Dumbledore stopped talking but didn't look surprised, "I sent him an owl only moments before you arrived. He requested to be kept informed." Draco suppressed a moan and covered his face with his hands. "Are you quite all right?" Dumbledore asked sounding concerned. Draco dropped his hands from his face and nodded.
"Now if you try really hard, Mr. Malfoy, I'm sure you will be able to raise your grades up to passing. You were, after all, the 2nd in your class last year." Draco thought about this for a moment.
"So how long do I have until I'm dropped?"
"Until the holidays. If you aren't passing by then you will be sent home and may not come back again until next year." Draco gulped, the thought of being home for more than 1/2 a year scared the shit out of him. Dumbledore looked at him expectantly and said, "That is, unless you want to just drop now."
"NO!" Draco said a little too quickly, "I want to stay. I can raise my grades by Christmas!"
"Very Well," said Dumbledore standing up, "I believe that is all we have to discuss. You may go." Draco nodded and practically fled the office
He stormed down the hall, heading back towards the Dungeons. Now he was fucked. His dad was going to kick his ass. He was freaking out inside his head --"I'm so fucking fucked! I need a cig!"-- when he saw it.
The pool of red outside of the girls' bathroom. He stopped and stared at it. This wasMoaning Myrtle's bathroom.She was always flooding it...but the water had never been red before. It looked almost like...
...blood.
"What the fuck!" he muttered. He looked to see if there was anyone in the corridor and quickly walked into the bathroom.
Lying on the ground, on her back, in a puddle of blood, was a girl with white skin and red hair. Her wrists were slashed and gushing bright red blood. There was a bloody knife lying next to her. She was passed out but still breathing.
He just stared at her for a second, when he realized who she was: Ginny Weasley!
A/N: Yea I would have posted the next part in this chapter but I'm still in the middle of it. It will be up ASAP!