Story: What Have You Done?
By: Cherish Aless Treasure
Disclaimer: Me? Own Harry Potter? Tips back head and laughs Not in a million years!
Chapter Three: Discovering The Truth
Hermione and Draco were outside playing on the Malfoy's playset when Hermione seated herself under the 'treehouse' part of it.
"Draco?" she asked. Draco turned from the monkey bars. "Yeah?"
"Who is the man that was talking to your dad? The one with the greasy, black hair and crooked nose." She said.
Draco was quiet for a moment. "That's my godfather, Severus Snape. He must have had some business with my dad."
Hermione nodded.
"What were they talking about?" Draco asked suddenly.
"Well, your godfather, he was telling your father that he was excepted at the school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He said he was the Potions professor and Head of Slytherin." Hermione said, recalling what she had seen.
"Hogwarts." Draco said, clearing his throat.
"That's the school your going to go to when your eleven?" Hermione asked.
Draco nodded, letting go of the first monkey bar he was holding onto and turned and sat down next to Hermione.
"Hermione, do you promise to never, ever tell anyone else?" He said so seriously, Hermione was sure she was facing his father.
"Promise to never tell what?" She asked, quite confused.
"Well, my family and I, we're wizards. Or in my mom's case, a witch." Draco said quietly.
"Wizards? Like magical people?" She asked.
Draco nodded. He was studying her, making sure she understood.
"So you can do magic?" She asked.
At this question, Draco smiled faintly. "I can do a little, yeah. But I don't have a wand, so I can't really do any."
"Can you show me?" Hermione asked.
"Well, um, actually, I'm better at potions. Severus teaches me all the time." Draco said.
"So that's why he got a job as the potions professor?" Hermione asked.
Draco shrugged, but then looked seriously at the again. "You promise never to tell?" He said.
Hermione nodded. "I promise. I'll never tell."
Draco smiled. "Thanks. Dad would kill me if he knew." At Hermione's look of doubt, he nodded. "He would. You have no idea. No one else is supposed to know."
Hermione walked home, thinking about what Draco had told her. A wizard? He would have to prove it when he had finished his first year at Hogwarts.
"Draco, darling, your father want's to see you." Narcissa said to her son, who was stirring a potion.
"Yes, mum." He stood, setting the big, wooden spoon on the table.
Standing in his father's office was Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy. Both looked very angry.
"Draco, I understand you told your mudblood friend something you never supposed to tell her or anyone else." Lucius said, his anger evident.
Draco paled. "How did you know?" he whispered, fear creeping into his voice.
"Draco, we have ways of finding out. We are wizards, as you told your friend." Lucius said. "Now you know what we have to do to her."
"NO!" Draco yelled. "You can't kill her! She promised she wouldn't tell anybody. Not even her mum." His voice quieted to a whisper. "She promised."
"Well, she can never, ever come back again. And for disobeying you parents, you will receive severe punishment." Lucius said.
Draco was struggling to breath. Finally he managed to squeak out, "Yes, father." He closed his eyes, and waited for the first unforgiveable curse to come.
The next day, Hermion walked back to the Malfoy's home, completely unaware of what was to come or what had happened.
She knocked on the door, waiting for someone to answer. As the door opened, she gasped.
Draco stood before, looking very and very sick.
"Draco, what happened?" she asked. Draco looked over his shoulder before stepping out on the porch and closing the door behind him.
"Hermione, he found out. I don't know how. But we can't be friends right now. He's very mad and said I couldn't see you again. I'll write you when it's safe." Draco then opened the door and closed it in her face.
Hermione stood, stunned, on their porch before coming to her senses and turned back to walk to her home, tears blurring her eyes.
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