A/n - Oh yes, Am I supposed to put a disclaimer here? Well, if so, None of
this is mine. Zero percent. It all belongs to J. K. Rowling. As if you
didn't know that already. Ah well.
And I'm sorry if this upsets anybody. Oh, and a special apology to Courtney83 cos you've been so lovely in all ur reviews and yet I did this! You asked me not too. I just want to keep it realistic and it's sorta the only thing that makes sense. I won't get into too much detail though. I promise. If ya don't know what I'm talking about, you probably will by the end of this part. I'm sorry!
*****
"You're outnumbered Malfoy," Harry said in a low dangerous voice, "Three to one."
"Yes, but I'm more powerful than the three of you put together."
"Really? We'll just have to see about that, won't we?"
Hermione, finally giving into impulse, collapsed on the ground at last. Supporting herself was just too much effort. The pain that she had momentarily forgot about came crashing back and seemed much more painful now that her numbing shock was wearing off.
"Hermione!" Ron shouted and jumped to her side, "What's wrong? Oh, God, what's he done to you?"
Hermione could only gasp in pain. She saw that the wound at her side had reopened and was pumping blood through the robe. Her head was pounding and her whole body felt raw with pain. Her vision blurred.
"It was my father," Malfoy said, "He was torturing her, and my father, well, he was very original when it came to torture. He used to cast many spell and made people drink different poisons and such. I'm not really sure what he did to her."
There was a silence then Malfoy added darkly, "But I have a good idea."
"Wait, why are you talking about your father in past tense?" Harry questioned.
"He's dead," Malfoy said, forcing his eyes off Hermione and looking straight at Harry, "I killed him."
"Oh."
"Look, we have to get her to St Mungo's. We can deal with this later."
"Okay but-"
That was as much as Hermione heard before finally losing her internal fight for consciousness.
* * *
It had took a lot of cunning to get a Medi Wizard to look at her. Draco had to use his skills of persuasion and charm and then finally threats. The hospital wasn't keen to look after Muggleborns because they were no longer considered important.
What they didn't know was Hermione was the most important thing in the world.
Well, to Draco anyway.
And to bloody Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.
Draco felt a sort of bond with his two enemies as the three of them watched her sleep. They had something in common. Something they all cared about deeply.
Draco even felt a little prick of regret in him that he'd have to kill them soon.
The three boys seemed to be ignoring each other at the moment, keeping their eyes on Hermione as she was healed by the doctors. They seemed to be having problems with it too. Draco wondered what his father had actually done to her? Had he just caused her pain? Would she be damaged mentally? Did Lucius actually rape her?
Did she mean to kiss him or was that just the shock?
Draco didn't know anything. The only thing that was definite in his life right now was his love for her. Because he was in love, maybe even a bit obsessed. He was in too much love with her and the fact that she didn't love him back, didn't even like him, made it all too painful for him. He couldn't bear it.
If Draco killed Potter and Weasley, then she'd never be able to forgive him.
Was there any other way to get her to stay with him?
Draco began to think.
********** Hermione slowly opened her eyes.
Confusion hit her. Where the hell was she? What was going on?
Then everything came flying back.
Lucius Malfoy. With his hands on her. And then more than his hands.
The bastard had raped her.
Hermione remembered the rest. Draco killing his father, for her, because for some strange unknown reason he was in love with her. And then she'd found Harry. Harry Potter! He'd been there with his adorable green eyes so emotional and bright compared to the two Malfoy's steely grey eyes. His dark hair, overgrown as usual. Harry looked so beautiful, so full of alive. It brought Hermione back to life, made her relive the old feelings of hope that had been dead to her for so long. For too long.
She suddenly realised she was in a hospital and Ron Weasley was shouting her name and jumping up and down. Harry was holding her hand. Malfoy was leaning against a wall, looking at her urgently.
"Are you okay?" Harry's voice was strong with concern.
"Oh Harry," She felt her eyes fill up with tears, "I needed you with me. I was so alone." Hermione heard a sharp intake and saw Malfoy looking at the wall, with his jaw clenched.
"Hermione, what's been going on?" Ron said. "Malfoy didn't hurt you, did he?"
"I could do whatever I wanted with her," Malfoy answered, "She was, and still is, my slave."
Harry stood up, his eyes narrowed dangerously but Hermione held onto his arm and breathed, "Don't."
"What I am more interested in, is what my father did to her," Malfoy continued. He turned to face her.
"I don't want to talk about it," She said suddenly. She averted her eyes from all of them, looking at the blank wall. She felt so dirty, so unclean.
"I thought as much," Malfoy said softly, "He raped you."
"A couple of times," She added bitterly. She put her arms around herself, suddenly cold.
"He's dead now," Malfoy said, "If that helps at all."
"It does," She said, still not looking at him.
"Good."
"Yeah, um, thanks," She said shortly.
"It's okay."
"Oh Hermione," Harry whispered, "I'm so sorry." He made to wrap his arms around her, but she softly pushed him away.
"Hermione?"
"Harry, not now. Just, I, er, need my space." Hermione didn't know why she felt so uncomfortable. All she knew was that when Harry got too close, she felt suffocated. Part of her wanted to fall into his arms but part of her felt too unclean, too dirty, too unworthy.
Harry was obviously upset, but nodded.
"Just give me time," She said softly
"Sorry," Malfoy's voice rang out, "But you don't have time. Granger's my slave and she's coming with me."
Ron harshly told Malfoy where to go but Malfoy continued, not in the least bothered, "I'm not going anywhere. She will come with me, willingly or not. You can not stop me."
"We were going to duel," Harry said, standing up to face Malfoy.
"No," Hermione said desperately. Harry looked down at her and she continued, "Harry, listen to me. He just killed his own father. Lucius Malfoy, a famous death eater. Malfoy's powerful. More powerful than you. Harry, he'll kill you!"
"I duelled with Voldemort," Harry argued, his eyes set on Malfoy, "I can take him!"
"You're being irrational. You know you only bet Voldemort because of the wand thing. Listen to me, Harry, please! He can use the unforgivable curses. You can't." She felt hot tears roll down her cheeks again. Her whole body hurt. She had never felt so tired in her life.
Malfoy was still leaning against the wall, smirking nonchalantly, "What are you going to do, Potter?"
"I can take him!" Harry growled.
Ron was looking terrified, "Maybe Hermione has a point, Harry."
"Look, Harry, I know. I've had his power used against me. I couldn't fight it. Hell, I had Lucius' power used against me and Harry, he was powerful. Malfoy killed him. Harry, you have to listen to me. Could you really kill Malfoy? No! You couldn't kill another human being. You're too good for that. But he's not, Harry. He won't hesitate. He's killed already. He killed Justin!"
Hermione didn't seem to be stopping Harry. In fact, she seemed to be making things a lot worse. Harry looked enraged, "He killed Justin! Justin, from Hufflepuff!"
"Harry-"
"Hermione," Ron said, "Just leave him alone. He'll finish Malfoy off, once and for all."
"No, Ron, no he won't. I know. I've seen it." She suddenly felt overwhelmed with everything. She started shaking and eventually sobbing. Every wretched sob shook her body and hurt.
"You know, we can settle this in a more civil way," Malfoy said calmly. When everybody turned their attention to him, he smirked.
"Can we?" Ron said hoarsely.
"Of course," Malfoy said, "We're grown up. We don't have to act like children."
Harry pointed his wand at Malfoy and said, in a voice laced with anger, "Meaning?"
"There is a way to settle this without any killings," Malfoy said pleasantly.
"Why, Malfoy? Are you scared?"
"Just shut up, Harry, and listen!" Ron yelled, "Go on, Malfoy."
"How about we play a game for Hermione?" Malfoy said without warning.
Hermione's voice caught in her throat, but she managed to choke out, "What?"
"A game. Not a duel. The winner takes her."
"What kind of game?" Harry asked.
"A fun one," Malfoy replied.
"Malfoy, I meant-"
"How about a game of chess?"
"No," Harry said, knowing that he lacked talent in the chess department.
"Well," Hermione said slowly, "Ron could play."
"Me?" Ron squeaked.
Harry frowned. Apparently, he thought he would be the one to win Hermione from Malfoy.
Ron yelled, "Me? Are you all mad? Hermione's life is not going to be my responsibility. Harry, you are an alright player at chess. You've really improved lately."
"Ron, you're much better than me."
"But Harry! I won't be able to play under this kind of stress!" Ron looked dangerously close to fainting.
"How about this, then," Malfoy suggested, "A game of Quidditch, chess and a potions quiz. Hermione could take part in the quiz, Potter, the Quidditch game, and Weasley the chess game."
Harry looked like he was considering, while Ron shouted, "No way!"
"It's your only choice," Malfoy said, with a smug smirk, "I could just take her. I'd just prefer to do it this way. I don't really want to kill anybody right now."
"Harry, I don't like the sound of this."
"Actually, let's higher the odds a bit. If I lose, I go. Without bothering anybody ever again. If I win, Granger comes with me, and Potter and Weasley have to give me their wands and bow down to me."
"Harry, it's too risky. I'll just go with Malfoy. You give him your wands," Hermione insisted, "And you'll be defenceless. If you lose, he will kill you!"
"Okay, we'll play this game of yours."
"Harry!"
"Good," Malfoy smirked. Hermione could see by his eyes that this was exactly what he wanted. Oh God, what had Harry got them all into?
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A/n - Okay, why I bothered with this game idea is because I didn't want to write another duel. One is enough for the moment. I'm also sorry that the plot is twisting around. What can I say? It's all just coming out of my head. I wrote this today, and I'm not sure I even like it, but there you go. I'm going to update more often for the next couple of parts at least. And the parts will probably be a bit bigger if I can help it.
Oh yeah, the idea of the game came from my other favourite book, The forbidden Game by L. J. Smith. Sorry, but I just wanted to do something different during this story.
Oh yeah, I also have to mention that I don't know how long this story is going to go on for. I mean, I haven't any real plan for it. I'm just going to keep writing. It may end when I get back to school. To be honest, I haven't a clue. I'm just enjoying writing it at the moment. My summer is so boring!
Oh yeah, and if anybody noticed my little mistake about the wands. Yes, Hermione grabbed Draco's wand and then, when Draco and Harry come face to face, Draco suddenly has his wand back. What can I say? I have a very low IQ. How about this: Hermione grabbed Draco's wand. Draco, who had previously disarmed his father then killed him, has his father's wand and raised that to Harry instead. What do you think?
Such a big thanks to those lovely reviewers : Soccergirl2044 (Thanks for adding me to ur favourites list. Thanks for lovely review too), Shadow_violet212 (Interesting? Well, that's a good thing. Wouldn't want it to be uninteresting. Hee hee) Demon_of_Fear (Stop bouncing around. U might hurt urself. Hee hee, I'll try write faster.) Heather (I updated as soon as I can. Promise) couch_potato01 (Yeah, sorry about that. In my fic, he's a confusing guy. Hee hee)
Ardent entity (Up for the evil, huh? Can't say I'm not the same way though Harry has to beat Voldie's ass at the end of book 7 still. I'd pick evil guy though cos evil guy is more sexy then good guy - But not in the case of Harry and Voldie, actually, scratch that, I like young Tom Riddle just not red eyes Voldie) Sero -( Sorry about the cliffies. I'm beginning to think it's a bad habit of mine.) SansCorpus (Kool new name. Draco's scaring me too. I dunno why he's all weird. I dunno why I'm writing him like that. I confuse myself. Anyway thanks for the review) Dazed Panda - (I updated as soon as I could and I will next time as well)
Iluvphelps4eva (I hope I didn't take too long to update. I tried my best. Seriously.) Lady Tskuya (Aiya? I know, evil cliffie. I am very very mean, I know. But I didn't too bad of one this time.) Theantisocialone (Yep, the wand mistake. I'm sorry. I'm stupid. Thanks for pointing it out) Hotar420 (Yeah, I think ff was down or something. Anyway, thanks for bothering to read even with the bad font and it's all fixed now so I hope ur still reading)
Chic (Okay, ur so right about the errors and I have gone back and tried to fix some. Again, there's no point me trying to justify myself. I'm flunking English. :-) Ah well, hope the whole story wasn't ruined for you by the mistakes. Huddlepuff was supposed to be Hufflepuff. I had lent my books to my friend and I really thought that was it. It was pointed out to me but I forgot to go back and change it. Thanks for reminding me. The numbers are to signify a POV or a change in time. It's where I'd have pressed enter two times on my Microsoft word but, it doesn't come up on this, so I put the numbers there. There not really important. Yes, I use the word Mudblood constantly. See, it s cause she's a mudblood that she's there and well, I was trying to give Draco (And Lucius) that kind of haughty attitude like "You're nothing but a mudblood to me". Obviously I didn't pull it off that well. Oh, and what's being a slave got to do with her eyebrows? Why wouldn't she have an elegant eyebrow? Okay, I know I've babbled on but I like to answer all questions asked. Thanks for the review anyway, even if you didn't really like the story. :-) Bye!)
American Angel - (Yeah, poor Draco. You have to sort of pity him. I mean, he actually does have no one. Even in the books, when he's bothering Harry and co., he seems sort of lonely) Courtney83 -( Actually ur definition was really clear. I sort of thought that was what angst was but now it's all in perspective. Thanks. Oh, and maybe nobody has to die. Though knowing me, You can never be sure what I'll write.) Ellie - (Hope u liked this part as well.)
What?? - (Yeah. FF. was down and that was coming up in place of " and '. I dunno why, but it's all fixed up now) Serene Beauty of Aphrodite - (Hey, two reviews are better than one. Hope u liked this part as well) AnitaBlake1414 - (Yes, I made a stupid mistake (I'm prone to them) Sorry! Read A/N up above for my sad excuse of trying to make up for it. Don't try a tantrum. To be honest, I'm not quite sure what pairing I'm doing or what. I just write whatever comes into my head. If you don't like Harry Potter, it's odd you're reading Harry Potter. Only messing, of course. I think Harry's a bit too goody goody too. Bad boys are much sexier.)
Anyway, that thank you thing just took me ages! The best part of a half an hour but I had to thank you all individually cos I love you all! Reviewers are the nicest people on the planet! Thank you!
Oh, and do review for this chapter as well. It'll make me update quicker (I'd try bribe you with something more valuable like money but I'm broke. Honest)
Next Chapter : Snape makes an appearance and we get a look at Harry's POV.
And I'm sorry if this upsets anybody. Oh, and a special apology to Courtney83 cos you've been so lovely in all ur reviews and yet I did this! You asked me not too. I just want to keep it realistic and it's sorta the only thing that makes sense. I won't get into too much detail though. I promise. If ya don't know what I'm talking about, you probably will by the end of this part. I'm sorry!
*****
"You're outnumbered Malfoy," Harry said in a low dangerous voice, "Three to one."
"Yes, but I'm more powerful than the three of you put together."
"Really? We'll just have to see about that, won't we?"
Hermione, finally giving into impulse, collapsed on the ground at last. Supporting herself was just too much effort. The pain that she had momentarily forgot about came crashing back and seemed much more painful now that her numbing shock was wearing off.
"Hermione!" Ron shouted and jumped to her side, "What's wrong? Oh, God, what's he done to you?"
Hermione could only gasp in pain. She saw that the wound at her side had reopened and was pumping blood through the robe. Her head was pounding and her whole body felt raw with pain. Her vision blurred.
"It was my father," Malfoy said, "He was torturing her, and my father, well, he was very original when it came to torture. He used to cast many spell and made people drink different poisons and such. I'm not really sure what he did to her."
There was a silence then Malfoy added darkly, "But I have a good idea."
"Wait, why are you talking about your father in past tense?" Harry questioned.
"He's dead," Malfoy said, forcing his eyes off Hermione and looking straight at Harry, "I killed him."
"Oh."
"Look, we have to get her to St Mungo's. We can deal with this later."
"Okay but-"
That was as much as Hermione heard before finally losing her internal fight for consciousness.
* * *
It had took a lot of cunning to get a Medi Wizard to look at her. Draco had to use his skills of persuasion and charm and then finally threats. The hospital wasn't keen to look after Muggleborns because they were no longer considered important.
What they didn't know was Hermione was the most important thing in the world.
Well, to Draco anyway.
And to bloody Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.
Draco felt a sort of bond with his two enemies as the three of them watched her sleep. They had something in common. Something they all cared about deeply.
Draco even felt a little prick of regret in him that he'd have to kill them soon.
The three boys seemed to be ignoring each other at the moment, keeping their eyes on Hermione as she was healed by the doctors. They seemed to be having problems with it too. Draco wondered what his father had actually done to her? Had he just caused her pain? Would she be damaged mentally? Did Lucius actually rape her?
Did she mean to kiss him or was that just the shock?
Draco didn't know anything. The only thing that was definite in his life right now was his love for her. Because he was in love, maybe even a bit obsessed. He was in too much love with her and the fact that she didn't love him back, didn't even like him, made it all too painful for him. He couldn't bear it.
If Draco killed Potter and Weasley, then she'd never be able to forgive him.
Was there any other way to get her to stay with him?
Draco began to think.
********** Hermione slowly opened her eyes.
Confusion hit her. Where the hell was she? What was going on?
Then everything came flying back.
Lucius Malfoy. With his hands on her. And then more than his hands.
The bastard had raped her.
Hermione remembered the rest. Draco killing his father, for her, because for some strange unknown reason he was in love with her. And then she'd found Harry. Harry Potter! He'd been there with his adorable green eyes so emotional and bright compared to the two Malfoy's steely grey eyes. His dark hair, overgrown as usual. Harry looked so beautiful, so full of alive. It brought Hermione back to life, made her relive the old feelings of hope that had been dead to her for so long. For too long.
She suddenly realised she was in a hospital and Ron Weasley was shouting her name and jumping up and down. Harry was holding her hand. Malfoy was leaning against a wall, looking at her urgently.
"Are you okay?" Harry's voice was strong with concern.
"Oh Harry," She felt her eyes fill up with tears, "I needed you with me. I was so alone." Hermione heard a sharp intake and saw Malfoy looking at the wall, with his jaw clenched.
"Hermione, what's been going on?" Ron said. "Malfoy didn't hurt you, did he?"
"I could do whatever I wanted with her," Malfoy answered, "She was, and still is, my slave."
Harry stood up, his eyes narrowed dangerously but Hermione held onto his arm and breathed, "Don't."
"What I am more interested in, is what my father did to her," Malfoy continued. He turned to face her.
"I don't want to talk about it," She said suddenly. She averted her eyes from all of them, looking at the blank wall. She felt so dirty, so unclean.
"I thought as much," Malfoy said softly, "He raped you."
"A couple of times," She added bitterly. She put her arms around herself, suddenly cold.
"He's dead now," Malfoy said, "If that helps at all."
"It does," She said, still not looking at him.
"Good."
"Yeah, um, thanks," She said shortly.
"It's okay."
"Oh Hermione," Harry whispered, "I'm so sorry." He made to wrap his arms around her, but she softly pushed him away.
"Hermione?"
"Harry, not now. Just, I, er, need my space." Hermione didn't know why she felt so uncomfortable. All she knew was that when Harry got too close, she felt suffocated. Part of her wanted to fall into his arms but part of her felt too unclean, too dirty, too unworthy.
Harry was obviously upset, but nodded.
"Just give me time," She said softly
"Sorry," Malfoy's voice rang out, "But you don't have time. Granger's my slave and she's coming with me."
Ron harshly told Malfoy where to go but Malfoy continued, not in the least bothered, "I'm not going anywhere. She will come with me, willingly or not. You can not stop me."
"We were going to duel," Harry said, standing up to face Malfoy.
"No," Hermione said desperately. Harry looked down at her and she continued, "Harry, listen to me. He just killed his own father. Lucius Malfoy, a famous death eater. Malfoy's powerful. More powerful than you. Harry, he'll kill you!"
"I duelled with Voldemort," Harry argued, his eyes set on Malfoy, "I can take him!"
"You're being irrational. You know you only bet Voldemort because of the wand thing. Listen to me, Harry, please! He can use the unforgivable curses. You can't." She felt hot tears roll down her cheeks again. Her whole body hurt. She had never felt so tired in her life.
Malfoy was still leaning against the wall, smirking nonchalantly, "What are you going to do, Potter?"
"I can take him!" Harry growled.
Ron was looking terrified, "Maybe Hermione has a point, Harry."
"Look, Harry, I know. I've had his power used against me. I couldn't fight it. Hell, I had Lucius' power used against me and Harry, he was powerful. Malfoy killed him. Harry, you have to listen to me. Could you really kill Malfoy? No! You couldn't kill another human being. You're too good for that. But he's not, Harry. He won't hesitate. He's killed already. He killed Justin!"
Hermione didn't seem to be stopping Harry. In fact, she seemed to be making things a lot worse. Harry looked enraged, "He killed Justin! Justin, from Hufflepuff!"
"Harry-"
"Hermione," Ron said, "Just leave him alone. He'll finish Malfoy off, once and for all."
"No, Ron, no he won't. I know. I've seen it." She suddenly felt overwhelmed with everything. She started shaking and eventually sobbing. Every wretched sob shook her body and hurt.
"You know, we can settle this in a more civil way," Malfoy said calmly. When everybody turned their attention to him, he smirked.
"Can we?" Ron said hoarsely.
"Of course," Malfoy said, "We're grown up. We don't have to act like children."
Harry pointed his wand at Malfoy and said, in a voice laced with anger, "Meaning?"
"There is a way to settle this without any killings," Malfoy said pleasantly.
"Why, Malfoy? Are you scared?"
"Just shut up, Harry, and listen!" Ron yelled, "Go on, Malfoy."
"How about we play a game for Hermione?" Malfoy said without warning.
Hermione's voice caught in her throat, but she managed to choke out, "What?"
"A game. Not a duel. The winner takes her."
"What kind of game?" Harry asked.
"A fun one," Malfoy replied.
"Malfoy, I meant-"
"How about a game of chess?"
"No," Harry said, knowing that he lacked talent in the chess department.
"Well," Hermione said slowly, "Ron could play."
"Me?" Ron squeaked.
Harry frowned. Apparently, he thought he would be the one to win Hermione from Malfoy.
Ron yelled, "Me? Are you all mad? Hermione's life is not going to be my responsibility. Harry, you are an alright player at chess. You've really improved lately."
"Ron, you're much better than me."
"But Harry! I won't be able to play under this kind of stress!" Ron looked dangerously close to fainting.
"How about this, then," Malfoy suggested, "A game of Quidditch, chess and a potions quiz. Hermione could take part in the quiz, Potter, the Quidditch game, and Weasley the chess game."
Harry looked like he was considering, while Ron shouted, "No way!"
"It's your only choice," Malfoy said, with a smug smirk, "I could just take her. I'd just prefer to do it this way. I don't really want to kill anybody right now."
"Harry, I don't like the sound of this."
"Actually, let's higher the odds a bit. If I lose, I go. Without bothering anybody ever again. If I win, Granger comes with me, and Potter and Weasley have to give me their wands and bow down to me."
"Harry, it's too risky. I'll just go with Malfoy. You give him your wands," Hermione insisted, "And you'll be defenceless. If you lose, he will kill you!"
"Okay, we'll play this game of yours."
"Harry!"
"Good," Malfoy smirked. Hermione could see by his eyes that this was exactly what he wanted. Oh God, what had Harry got them all into?
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A/n - Okay, why I bothered with this game idea is because I didn't want to write another duel. One is enough for the moment. I'm also sorry that the plot is twisting around. What can I say? It's all just coming out of my head. I wrote this today, and I'm not sure I even like it, but there you go. I'm going to update more often for the next couple of parts at least. And the parts will probably be a bit bigger if I can help it.
Oh yeah, the idea of the game came from my other favourite book, The forbidden Game by L. J. Smith. Sorry, but I just wanted to do something different during this story.
Oh yeah, I also have to mention that I don't know how long this story is going to go on for. I mean, I haven't any real plan for it. I'm just going to keep writing. It may end when I get back to school. To be honest, I haven't a clue. I'm just enjoying writing it at the moment. My summer is so boring!
Oh yeah, and if anybody noticed my little mistake about the wands. Yes, Hermione grabbed Draco's wand and then, when Draco and Harry come face to face, Draco suddenly has his wand back. What can I say? I have a very low IQ. How about this: Hermione grabbed Draco's wand. Draco, who had previously disarmed his father then killed him, has his father's wand and raised that to Harry instead. What do you think?
Such a big thanks to those lovely reviewers : Soccergirl2044 (Thanks for adding me to ur favourites list. Thanks for lovely review too), Shadow_violet212 (Interesting? Well, that's a good thing. Wouldn't want it to be uninteresting. Hee hee) Demon_of_Fear (Stop bouncing around. U might hurt urself. Hee hee, I'll try write faster.) Heather (I updated as soon as I can. Promise) couch_potato01 (Yeah, sorry about that. In my fic, he's a confusing guy. Hee hee)
Ardent entity (Up for the evil, huh? Can't say I'm not the same way though Harry has to beat Voldie's ass at the end of book 7 still. I'd pick evil guy though cos evil guy is more sexy then good guy - But not in the case of Harry and Voldie, actually, scratch that, I like young Tom Riddle just not red eyes Voldie) Sero -( Sorry about the cliffies. I'm beginning to think it's a bad habit of mine.) SansCorpus (Kool new name. Draco's scaring me too. I dunno why he's all weird. I dunno why I'm writing him like that. I confuse myself. Anyway thanks for the review) Dazed Panda - (I updated as soon as I could and I will next time as well)
Iluvphelps4eva (I hope I didn't take too long to update. I tried my best. Seriously.) Lady Tskuya (Aiya? I know, evil cliffie. I am very very mean, I know. But I didn't too bad of one this time.) Theantisocialone (Yep, the wand mistake. I'm sorry. I'm stupid. Thanks for pointing it out) Hotar420 (Yeah, I think ff was down or something. Anyway, thanks for bothering to read even with the bad font and it's all fixed now so I hope ur still reading)
Chic (Okay, ur so right about the errors and I have gone back and tried to fix some. Again, there's no point me trying to justify myself. I'm flunking English. :-) Ah well, hope the whole story wasn't ruined for you by the mistakes. Huddlepuff was supposed to be Hufflepuff. I had lent my books to my friend and I really thought that was it. It was pointed out to me but I forgot to go back and change it. Thanks for reminding me. The numbers are to signify a POV or a change in time. It's where I'd have pressed enter two times on my Microsoft word but, it doesn't come up on this, so I put the numbers there. There not really important. Yes, I use the word Mudblood constantly. See, it s cause she's a mudblood that she's there and well, I was trying to give Draco (And Lucius) that kind of haughty attitude like "You're nothing but a mudblood to me". Obviously I didn't pull it off that well. Oh, and what's being a slave got to do with her eyebrows? Why wouldn't she have an elegant eyebrow? Okay, I know I've babbled on but I like to answer all questions asked. Thanks for the review anyway, even if you didn't really like the story. :-) Bye!)
American Angel - (Yeah, poor Draco. You have to sort of pity him. I mean, he actually does have no one. Even in the books, when he's bothering Harry and co., he seems sort of lonely) Courtney83 -( Actually ur definition was really clear. I sort of thought that was what angst was but now it's all in perspective. Thanks. Oh, and maybe nobody has to die. Though knowing me, You can never be sure what I'll write.) Ellie - (Hope u liked this part as well.)
What?? - (Yeah. FF. was down and that was coming up in place of " and '. I dunno why, but it's all fixed up now) Serene Beauty of Aphrodite - (Hey, two reviews are better than one. Hope u liked this part as well) AnitaBlake1414 - (Yes, I made a stupid mistake (I'm prone to them) Sorry! Read A/N up above for my sad excuse of trying to make up for it. Don't try a tantrum. To be honest, I'm not quite sure what pairing I'm doing or what. I just write whatever comes into my head. If you don't like Harry Potter, it's odd you're reading Harry Potter. Only messing, of course. I think Harry's a bit too goody goody too. Bad boys are much sexier.)
Anyway, that thank you thing just took me ages! The best part of a half an hour but I had to thank you all individually cos I love you all! Reviewers are the nicest people on the planet! Thank you!
Oh, and do review for this chapter as well. It'll make me update quicker (I'd try bribe you with something more valuable like money but I'm broke. Honest)
Next Chapter : Snape makes an appearance and we get a look at Harry's POV.