Detention with Malfoy

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At ten thirty, Kitty left the Ravenclaw Tower and went to Professor Mcgonagall's office for detention.

'Come in!' said Mcgonagall's voice, as she knocked on the door. Kitty entered. Malfoy was already there.

'Well, as I was telling Mr. Malfoy, before you came, both of you will be going to the trophy room, where Mr. Filch will tell you what you must do. I trust you know where it is? Well, if you don't, it is in the Passage of Fouls, near the History of Magic classroom. Go on now.'

'Uh, detention is one thing, but with Filch, it's going to be much worse,' thought Kitty as they left Mcgonagall's office to go to the trophy room.

'You will be scrubbing all the trophies on the second and third shelves. Elbow grease,' said Filch vindictively, 'No magic!'

'You're going to make us work like house elves here?' said Malfoy incredulously.

'Should've thought of that before you started dueling,' said Filch.

Kitty groaned and picked up the rag that Filch had offered her and began to work on the nearest trophy. She tried very hard not to look at Malfoy, who was smirking. Filch left, leaving Mrs. Norris, who had turned her yellow lamplike eyes on Kitty. Kitty decided to finish the trophies as fast as possible, and return to her dormitory.

After some time, Malfoy said, 'Do you want to know how I found about your nightmares?'

Kitty didn't answer. She did want very much to know how Malfoy had found out.

'The day you were returning from Umbridge's detention,' continued Malfoy, 'I took you to Snape's office, remember? After you went inside, I listened at the door and…'

'Malfoy, you had no right to do that!' said Kitty angrily.

'I know I didn't. But I found out something to my advantage didn't I?'

Kitty turned away from him and continued scrubbing the trophy in front of her with renewed vigor.

'And in case you're wondering, I'm not one of them,' said Malfoy.

'One of who?' said Kitty.

'One of the Death Eaters. I can't say the same for my dad though.'

'It's only a matter of time,' said Kitty, 'I know you're dying to join.'

'And I will after school probably,' said Malfoy.

'Coward!' said Kitty.

'What?' said Malfoy.

'I called you a coward for wanting to join him. If you had the guts, you'd leave your family, and join Dumbledore's side.'

Malfoy stared at her for a minute and then said, 'Do you remember you used to say "better a live coward than a dead fool."? '

'And besides,' he continued, 'I think it's only the very brave, who pretend to join the Dark Lord.'

Kitty gaped at him. 'What do you mean "pretend"? You're a spy?' she gasped.

'I will be,' replied Draco, holding up a trophy to the light, to examine if there was any dust on it.

'Wait, how do I know that you won't be a spy for Voldemort?' said Kitty, narrowing her eyes.

'You don't,' said Malfoy, 'You have no choice but to trust me. But think about it, if I was a spy for the Dark Lord, would I tell you about it?'

'So,' said Kitty slowly, 'Why are you telling me?'

Malfoy shrugged and said, 'Just making conversation.'

'And you think you'll be able to fool Voldemort?'

'Absolutely,' said Malfoy, 'He has no reason to doubt me. I am a pureblood, my family are Death Eaters. I hate Potter, everyone knows that.'

'So why're you joining us, if you hate Harry?' said Kitty suspiciously.

'Because I've seen what the Dark Lord can do. And…' he paused.

'And?' said Kitty, raising her eyebrows.

'I wish I could tell you,' sighed Malfoy.

'And, if you fail? He'll kill you, or…worse,' said Kitty remembering that night in the graveyard and shuddering.

Malfoy looked at her and said, 'Get over it, you're not the only one he's tortured.'

'He tortured you too?' said Kitty in horror.

'What's it to you if I end up dead?' said Malfoy, ignoring her question, 'Anyway, I will die either way. If I join the Dark Lord and am faithful to him, your side will kill me. If I join your side, He will kill me.'

Kitty swallowed and said, 'So, is your father also…'

'No, he's faithful to the Dark Lord,' said Malfoy abruptly.

'Look, why do you hate Harry?' said Kitty.

Malfoy smirked. 'Because he thinks all Slytherins are scum.'

'Well, you think all Gryffindors are scum. I've heard you call Hermione a mudblood. And you call Ron a blood traitor. And I'm sure you keep talking with your friends and saying that Vandyll is a blood traitor too,' said Kitty, anger boiling up in her once more.

'I only say that in front of the other Slytherins. You'd understand if you were in my place. Most of us Slytherins have grown up in pureblood families. Our parents drilled into us from a very young age that we do not associate with muggle borns and blood traitors. What would you do if your parents pointed out a person on the pavement, when you were three and told you that it was a filthy mudblood, not fit to live? Wouldn't you believe them? And with parents like ours, if you would rebel against their views, you'll find yourself out of the house in no time. We were never taught what was right.'

'All my dad cares about is keeping our blood pure, and following the Dark Lord. It's very easy to say what you want in front of your family if you know they are going to accept you and love you no matter what. When I was five, I once helped up a little Muggle girl who had fallen down on the road. When my father saw me, he took me home and crucioed me. When I was six, I saw my father murder an old muggle born witch. It's bad enough to be tortured and hit, but there's no sight as sad as watching someone you love kill or torture someone else. When, I was eight, I once stopped our house elf, Dobby from punishing itself. Father hit me for that. When I was ten, I saw with my own eyes my Father rape a seven year old muggle girl.'

Kitty gasped.

'Survival instinct makes you adapt to your surroundings. You begin believing wrong things if you are punished for doing the right ones. That's the difference between Gryffindors and Slytherins. They'd go and jump into the fire, in the name of bravery. Slytherins, on the other hand, are brave too, just not foolish. We watch carefully, we implement our plans with tact, we weigh the potential costs, we study our enemy's weaknesses, we gauge our advantages and we strike at the right moment. And for that, we are hated.'

Malfoy stopped speaking. Kitty did not know what to say.

'And anyway, if I really believed in all this blood traitor bullshit, I wouldn't have asked you out last year to the Yule Ball, would I?' said Malfoy.

'So, why did you ask me?' said Kitty.

Malfoy looked away, 'I don't know, I just asked you on the spur of the moment. I thought maybe you weren't like the Gryffindors. I knew you made friends with Vandyll Zinpike, so I thought, maybe, you aren't a Slytherin hater.'

Kitty rubbed her nose guiltily.

'Forget about it,' said Malfoy gruffly, 'Listen, we'd better go now, we've finished the trophies and it's almost two in the morning.'

'Right,' said Kitty getting up to leave, 'Um, see you later…Draco.'

She left the trophy room and left to go back to her dormitory.

'Oh, and Potter!'

Kitty turned around.

'For your nightmares, mix one drop of Draught of Peace with two drops of the dreamless sleep potion Snape gave you, and drink it every night. It should help,' said Malfoy.

'Thanks,' said Kitty, 'And, um…Draco, thanks for taking me to Snape that day after Umbridge's detention.'

'Anytime,' said Draco, as he walked off towards the Slytherin dormitory.

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