Here we go, chapter 3 of You think you know me? I hope I am doing well in making the updates quick! Please enjoy, and Review!
"The Tree of Liberty must be fed from time to time, with the blood of tyrants and patriots."
Night on the Train
"How could you Draco?!" Pansy seemed hysterical in the compartment, her shrill screeches making the boys clamp their ears in the hopes of protecting what was left of their hearing. If the silencing wards hadn't been put, Draco would have been sure all of the train would hear her. "She is with the enemy! The Dark Lord would not allow it! She is a lunatic! You're supposed to be with me!" As Pansy continued to prattle on, the other lads looked at Draco with confusion.
"And who are you to say what the Dark Lord would not allow?" He spoke calmly to Pansy, immediately shutting her up. "He has given me a mission, and I will use whatever methods I have at my disposal to see it through." Turning to Theodore Nott, Draco nodded at him. "I'm sure you're father already told you what it is I have to do. He was there at the meeting, after all."
Theodore leaned forward, his calculating eyes studying Draco."I want to hear it from you." He responded. "I want to know if it was true, and not some rumors circling around within our circle." Draco smirked outwardly, though felt numb inside.
"It is true..." He looked up saw a small flash of light above Theodore, on the shelf. "I think it's best to wait until we are in our dorm room to discuss this, don't you?" Everyone else frowned at this, until they watched Draco's eyes and how they slightly shifted upwards. Giving a slight nod to each other, they knew they weren't the only ones in the cart.
"So Blaise, I heard you have been shacking up with one of the Greengrass sisters." Theodore started, hoping to make small talk as he and Draco slowly reached for their wands. Blaise scowled, though knew what to do.
"Daphne Greengrass." He stood up, getting in the front of the compartment door strategically, though nonchalantly. "She's quite a screamer, you know." A slight shift was heard up on the shelf, and they knew where to aim.
"Really? I think I know a spell to help with the noise problem you have, Zabini." Draco quickly pulled out his wand and aimed at the shelf. "Petrificus Totalus!" A thud hit the floor, though there was nothing visible that met the eye. "Hmm, what have we here? Crabbe, if you may." Draco gestured to his goon, who slowly crept forward and reached towards the supposed nothingness. Feeling something akin to cloth with surprise, he yanked it away to reveal a certain Harry Potter paralyzed on the floor.
"Potter? What's he doing here?" Pansy looked down at him with disgust. "Better yet, how was it that we could not see him?"
"A cloak of invisibility." Draco mused, grabbing it from Crabbe. "You know Potter, items like this are not allowed in Hogwarts. They have been banned in fear of peeping toms." He smiled down at Potter like a Cheshire cat. "So I hope you don't mind that I have to turn this into the proper authorities, do you?" Silence came from the petrified body, as expected. "Wonderful! My father is on the school board, I am sure he will be delighted to learn this. Crabbe, Goyle, please escort Mr. Potter to his cart. Be gentle if you can." Giving them a wink, he could barely contain his own amusement as they carried his body the other end of the train.
'While I can no longer count on Potter's help for taking Voldemort down,' Draco pondered, his face looking as though they were lost in thought. 'It's great to see him getting knocked down from his mighty pedestal.' He shuddered slightly as he felt his lips electrocute themselves again. Looking up, he saw Zabini and Nott looking at him curiously, with a certain Parkinson showing concern in her eyes.
"Mate, what's wrong with you?" Nott hesitantly asked, not knowing the answer. Draco looked down at his hands, unsure himself. "You've been acting a little off since..." He quickly darted his eyes at Pansy, not wanting to say it in front of her in case she went off on a shrieking tangent again.
"I'm not sure what you're talking about." Draco finally replied before walking out, stuffing the invisibility cloak in his bag before walking out of the compartment.
Luna hummed to herself whilst opening up another chocolate covered frog. The wrappings of all the candies she had opened littered her compartment floor. She didn't mind, after all she was alone and was used to it. True, she had wanted to spend time with her friends, but they seemed to have wanted little to do with her after finding her with her boyfriend. 'I don't see what the problem is.' Luna thought to herself, popping a chocolate frog leg into her mouth. 'This doesn't sound like a bad thing.'
No sooner had she thought these words when she heard a thud outside her door. Turning to look, she saw two familiar Slytherins carrying a still Harry Potter to the compartment the rest of the Trio was at. Feeling curious, she stepped outside and watched them throw Harry in, only to have insults thrown at them from Hermione and Ronald.
"What did you do to him, you bloody oafs?!" Ron stepped out, looking red-faced and reaching for his wand.
"He should learn not to spy on us!" Goyle shouted back, his hand grabbing for his wand in the cloak.
"Watch it, you fucking Death Eater!"
"Wanna run that by me again Weasel?!" Crabbe drew his wand just as Hermione stepped in with hers out.
"Put your wands away, this will only get ugly."
Sighing, Luna walked out in to the middle between the both of them. "Everyone, there is no point to this fighting. All this is doing is creating a more fertile breeding ground for the Wrackspurts." After she said this, both parties looked at her weirdly. That was, until Ron shifted the wand to point at her.
"You're one of them! You have to be, you and your ferret!" He shouted it as Hermione looked at him wide-eyed.
"Ron, stop! She's our friend!"
"We aren't friends with Death Eaters!"
"But I'm not-" Luna started before both Crabbe and Goyle got in front of her, with their wands pointed at the pair. Looking at them with confusion, she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"You should head to back to your compartment." Draco spoke as he eyed the pair from the Golden Trio. "You both should as well. The train is going to stop soon and I fear that your Potter won't wake in time for the Great Hall feast." Giving them a sneer, he steered Luna towards her compartment before signaling Crabbe and Goyle to back off. Like obedient dogs obeying their master, they did at once before stalking back to their side of the train.
"You'll regret this ferret!" Ron called over his shoulder as Hermione pushed him back into his room. She looked Ron distastefully before giving Draco a wary glare. Luna merely shrugged her shoulders before going back into her compartment.
"You didn't need to do that." She looked at Draco as he got in her compartment.
"Perhaps, but I do think that I am owed some gratitude." Luna inwardly shivered as she was stared at once more by those predatory eyes. It was as if he stared directly into her soul. Also, there was something else. 'There's something missing...' She thought before speaking up.
"Do you feel different?"
Draco was taken aback by her question, not expecting that to come from her. 'Feel different? Come to think of it, my lips feel like they are getting shocked all the time, yet my mind feels more clear than it has in a long time... maybe you know something.'
Narrowing his eyes, he pointedly stared at Luna before carefully responding. "What do you think I should be feeling?"
"Well... the Wrackspurts in your body feel as though they are dying off." She responded as though it were a completely normal thing to say. Draco shook his head with exasperation.
"Whatever Luna." He turned around to walk out the door.
"At least you remember my name." She spoke with a smile, causing him to stop. He thought for a second before turning around.
"Tell me more about these Wrackspurts."
"Well, they fester in places of hatred and agony. They tend to cloud minds and offer only bad judgement in return."
"How am I to get rid of my Wrackspurts?" Draco smirked, thinking this whole thing was a joke. Luna stepped towards him.
"You need someone who is charmed to repel them, and that person needs to give physical contact."
"Physical con-?" Draco couldn't finish his message as Luna Lovegood stood up on her tippy toes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed her neck. His instincts autonomically wrapped his arms around her waist and returned the kiss. Neither of them noticed the train stopping until someone knocked on their compartment door.
Please Review! I really want to hear what you guys think!