Chapter Six: Beyond the Gargoyle
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A.N. It's been a while... I'm back with venegance... My life sucks at the moment and I don't have much time plus schools about ot start but I'm thinking it's only a few chapters to go so I might as well finish it soon...Enjoy-- okay added A,N I really appologise for the smell of cheese surrounding the previousl chapters.. gross I know.. I went to far.. I'll be ebtter I swear... xoxo
Draco did not have the slightest idea what Hermione was on about as she took his hand and dragged him down the stairs of the tower into the depth of the castle.
He figured it did not matter. The truth was that he'd follow her to the end of the world and further...Now that he found her he'd never let go- until the morning when the lovely dream would be over that is...Until he were to follow the pureblood rules again...
Hang on! Draco pinched himself with his free hand to find not only he was fully awake and being dragged by the girl but also he had a stinging pain in his arm... Damn pinching...
Draco being slightly out of it was just shaking his head while he obediently followed Hermione... He felt like a sheep following his shepherd and he did smile slightly sheepishly at the thought...
What did surprise him when he decided to break out of his reverie was that he was standing in front of the ugly statue that was guarding Dumbledore's office.
"Lemon Drops, Blood Lolipops, Cockroach Cluster, Droobles Best Blowing Gum, Tooth Floss Stringmints, Sugar Quill..."
Hermione paused for a second, momentarily thinking of more possible sweets, before Draco supplied,
"How about Marshmallows?"
His genuine smile was momentarily replaced by a smug smile as she asked his since when he had such an extensive knowledge of muggle sweets.
As the pair was going up on the stair Draco decided to pop a question.
"Uhh, so why exactly are we breaking into Dumbledore's Office at 11pm?"
"Well to talk about your options, of course."
"What?!"
"You know you don't have to become a Death Eater or anything, you can live the life you choose, you just gota talk to the right people."
"Well you could start by telling me what YOU intend to do with my life..."
Draco's normally pasty face was flushed pink with suppressed anger. He had to have his temper on the least to stop himself from hexing her. What did she know about his life? He really didn't have a choice. Now she butts in, thinking that she knows it all but she was sorely wrong.. Just becasue he loved her... He loved her.
He could do it for her. He would.
Hermione's cheeks were covered in red patches from anger and here eyes were glossy. She tried hard but she couldn't stop the tears from coming... She turned away from him so that he couldn't see the tears but when a sob actually escaped her, she couldn't hide anymore.
''Hermione. Please, okay I'll do it, whatever I'm supposed to do but you gotta understand how angry it makes me when you go and try to make the biggest decisions of my life without even telling me about it...''
His arms were wrapped around her and his chin was resting on her shoulder and for a moment they forgot where they were. Then Draco rememebered and took her hand and led the way up the round staircase.
He did not feel one bit as brave and strong as he acted but then again he never acted the way he really felt... He knew that this was something he had to do, and now he was ready. With a steady hand Draco knocked on the door of the office and after waiting for some time, Hermione impatiently pushed the door open and stepped in, closely followed by the blond Slytherin.
They scanned the room to see that the room was void of any sign of Dumbledore, though it seemed as if he were here only moments ago- the fire in the heath was cacking merril, Fawkes the phoenix was sitting on his perch next to a plump chair behind Dumbledore's desk- it seemed as if you could still see the dent where his bum has been only seconds ago.
Hermione shook her head and walked towards one of the chairs in front of his desk while Draco slowly walked around the circular room, examining the strange silvery objects. He knew what some of them were and he could guess what the others were and that they were very valuable...He came around to the most valuable- The Sorting Hat, strangely, now he could finally understand the value of the patched old cap.
Powered by some strange impulse he ut it on.. It seemed much smalled than when he last wore it, they say that babies have huge heads and their bodies grow into them.. but he was sure that his head grew bigger in the past six or so years... that or his hair was bigger... or the hat shrunk...
His train of thought was interupted by clearing of throat. He turned around to see that Hermione was still sitting down, with her back to him examining her nails. He looked around once again before hat spoke.
''Actually your head does grow.''
''Oh.''
''Oh? Is that the best you have? Come on I thought I could have put you in ravenclaw for a minute...''
''What? You never siad? You put me straight into Slyth. Not that I minded...''
''Well despite the popular belief I don't actually share all my opinions with the little midget first years...Though I do help people discover things deep in their mind that they don't realize... you know... you in particular Draco...You have changed alot...''
''Actually I know that one...''
''Yes but you don't know how much you've changed. I mean Right now if I were to sort you, I would have rather hard decision between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw...''
When the hat said 'Gryfindor' Draco actually let out an audible snort that made Hermione sit up in alarm.
''I'm serious, in your first year you had the typical signs of a common slytherin, the whole sneaky thing and all, you still have that but you are willing to sacrifice anything for the girl- Hermione... You would be a good Gryffindor- though the Slytherin in you is still there...''
Draco slowly took of that hat and placed it on the table before just staring blankly into space. This was the biggest shocker of the night... Draco Malfoy and Gryffindor... Ha ha - not. He would be in serious crap if Lucius were to ever find out- then again he would be in even more crap if anyone knew that he loved Granger and was currenltly waiting in Dumbledore's office to divulge his secrets to him and save his ass from beind made into Voldemort's -gasp- followers...
Draco shook his head and walked next to Hermione where he lowered himself into the seat next to her. There on the shinny polished wooden surface was an envelope adressed to him and Hermione, their names written in a slanting neat hand.
He looked towards the Gryffindor and then back at the letter, before nudging her. She looked at him and then at the letter with a strange look on her face.
''That letter wasn't there before, Draco. I swear.''
He nodded before reaching for the envelope.
A.N. Review.. I'll update eventually I wanna finish the story sooooon, though I'm still not 1000sure how exactly but I have most of the next chapter in my head... I'm back at school so I'm thinking of 'a week a chapter' thing though it all depends on the apreciation it gets... you know... okay all the love-- and i tried making it as little cheezy as possible.. cheerz julz
