Bleeding Heart: Chapter 17

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Draco POV:

I started to walk up to Potter when I heard one of the Weasleys say, "I tell you, we're going to win that Quidditch cup fir sure this year. We haven't won since Charlie left, but this year is going to be brilliant. Anyway we got to go."

I zoned out after that, they usually just talk about rubbish anyway. Once the twins walked away Crabbe Goyle and I walked up to them.

"Having a last meal, Potter? When are you getting the train back to the muggles?"

"You're a lot braver now that you're back on the ground and got your little friends with you," Potter said.

"I'd take you on anytime on my own," I said. "Tonight, if you want. Never heard of a wizard's duel before, I suppose?"

"Of course he has," said the red head. "I'm his second who's yours?"

I looked at Crabbe and Goyle; neither of them were really any good. I saw my sister in the corner of my eye, and figured she would be a better dueler.

"Ariana," I said.

"Who?" they said in unison.

"My sister you idiots!" I said angrily I ignored them and finished with "Midnight all right? We'll meet you in the trophy room; that's always unlocked."

10:00 PM

Hermione POV:

When I walked into the common room the first thing I saw was a smirking Draco lounging in plump green chair.

"Bookworm, finally back from the library I see," he said.

I just ignored him, and sat down next to his sister. She was still working on her homework, and I was trying to help her out a little bit.

"Draco, when are you leaving for that duel with Potter?" Goyle said.

"I'm not," he said simply.

"Well then they will call you a wimp," he said rolling his shoulders.

"No Goyle you see after I talked to Potter and weasel-be, I went to Filtch and told him some students were going to mess up the Trophy room at midnight."

Five minutes after Midnight

"STUDENTS OUT OF BED!" Peeves bellowed, "STUDENTS OUT OF BED DOWN THE CHARMS CORRIDOR!"

Ducking under peeves, we ran for our lives, right to the end of the corridor we slammed into a door – and it was locked

"This is it!" Ron moaned, as they pushed helplessly at the door, "We're done for! This is the end!"

We could hear footsteps, Filtch running as fast as he could towards Peeve's shouts.

"Oh move over," I snarled, I pulled out my wand and tapped the lock, and whispered, "Alohomora."

The lock clicked and the door swung open – they pilled through it, shut it quickly, and pressed their ears against it, listening.

"Which way did they go Peeves?" Filtch was saying. "Quick, tell me!"

"Say 'please.'"

Don't mess with me Peeves just tell me!"

"Shan't say nothing if you don't say please," Peeves said in a singsong voice.

"All right – Please," he yelled.

"NOTHING hahahah told you I'd say nothing hahahah," Peeves said.

Filtch gave a yell, and took off running.

"He thinks this door is locked," Harry whispered. "Get off Neville!"

Everyone turned around, and couldn't believe the sight in front of them. They were looking into the eyes of a monstrous dog, a dog that filled the whole space between ceiling and the floor. It had three heads. It had three pairs of rolling mad eyes; three noses, three drooling mouths, saliva hanging in slippery ropes from yellow fangs. They looked surprised, but they were quickly getting over that aspect.

Harry went reaching for the door knob – between Filtch and death all of them would rather choose Filtch.

They all fell backwards and Harry slammed the door shut. They all took off running to their respected dormitories.

When Hermione finally got back to her room and the comfort of her bed she was still trying to figure out what that dog was standing on, and what it was protecting.

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