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The Source - Chapter Eleven
"Speaking"
<Thinking>
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Draco was walking through the Great hall doors to get to breakfast when he bumped into someone. He looked up to see who the idiot was and saw that is was Hermione Granger. Ron and Harry were close behind, too.
"Watch where you're going Mudblood," Draco warned.
Hermione frowned. Even after many years of being called this by Malfoy it still upset her.
"Well I'm sorry Malfoy," she said and stomped off to the Gryffindor table. Ron was about to pounce onto Draco for upsetting Hermione but Harry held him back with his arm outstretched to block him from walking forward.
"I'll take care of it Ron," Harry said while holding a death glare at Malfoy the whole time.
Ron noticed that Harry wasn't looking very 'nice' right now and thought it better not to be around when Harry was mad.
"Sure. I'll go and sit with Hermione." Ron left the two boys alone and walked quickly to where Hermione was sitting.
"Where's Harry, Ron?" Hermione asked when he arrived.
Ron hastily sat down and pointed to the entrance of the hall where Harry was still glaring at Malfoy. The both of them weren't moving, and that was what made it all so frightening.
"What's he doing?" she asked while looking attentively at the two boys.
"Don't know. But he seemed awfully mad when I left him. Said he'd take care of it when I wanted to pound Malfoy for calling you names."
Hermione blushed at the thought of Harry fighting for her. Even though every time Malfoy called her a Mudblood, Ron and Harry would defend her, she had never seen Harry so mad before and couldn't help but feel special because it was all for her.
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Ron had left and Harry still held Malfoy's gaze intently. After a long time of just giving each other death stares, Harry finally spoke up,
"We need to talk Malfoy." Harry's tone was threatening and full of anger.
Draco's face didn't falter and his tone was cold, "Indeed we do Potter."
"How about we go someplace else then," Harry suggested.
"Fine by me," Draco replied.
The two boys left the entrance of the great hall and walked to a secluded area of the corridor. It was breakfast time so the halls were mainly all empty, which made it safe for them to talk.
"We had a deal Malfoy. I keep your little secret and you stop calling Hermione names."
"Yeah well you obviously didn't keep your end of the deal Potter so why should I?" Draco snapped back. Harry was confused,
"What are you talking about Malfoy? I haven't told anyone about what happened. Not even Ron and Hermione, and Merlin knows I would usually tell them everything."
"Well maybe you did tell them because I don't believe you."
Harry groaned in frustration, "What do I have to do to make you believe me? I didn't tell anyone Malfoy. I swear on the life of all the people I care about, I didn't tell a single living sole your bloody damn secret."
Draco was beginning to believe him. He knew that Harry cared more about his friends than his own life, and if he could swear on their lives, then maybe he was telling the truth. But then how did Ginny know about their battle with Voldemort.
Draco was still thinking when running footsteps could be heard. He looked up to see where the noise was coming from and rounding the corner as fast as they could was Ron and Hermione. Ginny was there too except she was just walking behind them.
"Harry? What's going on? You weren't fighting with Malfoy, were you?" Hermione had immediately run up to Harry and grabbed his arms to make sure he was not hurt.
"Yeah Harry, are you alright man?" Ron too had gone up to Harry and was checking him over.
Harry held up his hands and gestured for Ron and Hermione to calm down.
"Hey guys, calm down. I'm fine. I was just having a chat with Malfoy, that's all."
While Hermione and Ron were fussing over Harry asking him why he went off with Malfoy and wanting to know what they had to talk about, Draco and Ginny were looking at each other.
Ginny didn't hold Draco's gaze for long and quickly turned her head to the side. Draco was annoyed that Ginny was ignoring him, so he diverted his attention back to Harry, who had his friends all over him making sure big, bad Draco hadn't hurt him.
"Really I'm fine Hermione…" Harry was trying to confirm.
"Yes Granger, he's fine," Draco drawled out, "If I didn't know better, I'd think you were his girlfriend of something, with your fussing and all."
Hermione's mouth dropped open, and then she quickly leapt away from Harry and inclined her head to hide her blush. Harry too, was feeling uncomfortable and was fiddling with his glasses while trying not to look at Hermione. Draco smirked at their shyness and just walked right pass them back to the great hall for breakfast.
<If Potter didn't tell, then how did Weasley know?>
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Draco was at his desk doing homework when Ginny came into his room. She walked in, placed the vile on the table and then turned around to walk back out again, but Draco's hand shot out and grabbed her elbow.
"Hey, what's the hurry Weasley?" Draco questioned her.
Ginny sighed and turned around to face him, "I would appreciate it Malfoy, if next time you wanted to know something you ask me first before you say something stupid like you did today with Harry."
Draco shot up from his seat and looked at Ginny incredulously. "What did I say that was so stupid Weasley? It was just a misunderstanding."
"Sure Malfoy, misunderstanding enough that you had to give Harry a death glare for ten whole minutes. Do you know how many people were staring at the both of you? And talking it out with Harry in the hallway as well, what if someone heard you? Do you have any idea what Harry would think after you accused him of spilling out your secret? He might find out about me. And then what?"
Draco sat back down, "Calm down Weasley. I'm sure Potter doesn't suspect a thing." He waved his hand as to brush the issue away.
"Don't underestimate the unknown, Malfoy," Ginny growled out. She was just so angry. She couldn't afford to let Harry know about the Source. It was too risky.
"Well I would ask you if I didn't have to pay for every little question I wanted answered," Draco said with his arms crossed over his chest.
Ginny creased her eyebrows; she then placed her bag down on the floor and dragged a chair over to sit right in front of Draco.
"Fine," Ginny said while she lifted one finger and shoved in Draco's face, "One hour. I'll sit here for one hour, and in that time you can ask as many questions you want and I won't charge you a thing."
Draco leaned back on his char and grinned, "About anything I want?"
Ginny frowned, "You can ask anything but I might not answer it."
"Ok. It's a deal then. Now how did you know about the fight we had in the Chamber of Secrets?" was Draco's first question.
"I was there," Ginny answered coolly.
"I didn't see you there. Where were you?"
Ginny shook her head. "I'm not answering that."
Draco frowned, "Okay. How much of the fight did you see then?"
"All of it. From when all eight of you entered the chambers till the hospital wing, where you made the deal with Harry."
~ Flash back ~
After Voldemort had disintegrated into a pile of dust, and Lucius Malfoy had fainted, other people from the order had come in to heal Dumbledore, Harry and the five people from the Order. Draco was still bleeding from his wound and couldn't get up because he had lost too much blood.
The medi-wizards and witches couldn't do anything to stop the blood from flowing.
Draco was beginning to faint and was going to die soon, when in flew Dumbledore's phoenix, Fawkes. Fawkes landed next to Draco and cried a few drops of tears onto the wound. Golden threads could be seen sewing up the wound and in a flash, not even a scar was left.
Harry and Draco were lying on beds next to each other in the hospital wing and were both looking up at the ceiling. Images of the battle were still clear in their minds and would probably never leave them for the rest of their lives.
Draco turned his head to the side and looked at Harry.
"You better not tell anyone about what my father did and said, Potter," Draco warned.
Harry was confused, so he turned his head to the side and looked into Draco's eyes.
"Why Malfoy? Don't you want the world to know that your father isn't all that evil?"
"It's none of you business what I want the world to know," Draco snapped back.
At that moment Ron and Hermione had ran into the room and headed straight towards Harry's bed.
"Harry, are you alright?" "Is He really dead?" "Does it hurt" "How did you finish him off?"
Draco glared at them. "Excuse me!" he yelled.
All three heads turned to Draco, who was now sitting up waiting for their attention.
"If you don't mind, Mudblood and Weasel, Potter and I were discussing some business."
Ron and Hermione stared at Draco blankly.
"Uh, guys," They both turned and looked at Harry who was now sitting up too, "Could you go out for a minute? I just have some things I need to talk to Malfoy about."
Ron and Hermione were hesitant but left the room anyway. After they had gone out, Harry glared at Draco and Draco glared back.
"Have you got it Potter? You are not to tell anyone about what happened today."
"On one condition Malfoy," Harry said and Draco frowned. "You have to stop teasing Ron and Hermione. That means no more Mudblood and Weasel calling. Also no crude comments about Ron being poor either."
Draco though about it for a while, weighing out the pros and cons.
Harry stretched out his hand to Draco, "Do we have a deal Malfoy?"
Draco grabbed his hand and shook it, "It's a deal Potter."
~End of Flash back ~
"You could not possible know about that," Draco said. "There was no one in the room at the time. I'm certain of it," Draco was disbelieving.
"I never said I was in the room. There are other ways of finding things out you know," Ginny answered casually.
"How?"
"I can't answer that."
Draco was frustrated, "Then what can you answer?"
"Anything that does not involve me, telling you, how I get my information."
"Fine," Draco slumped back onto the chair.
They were sitting in silence for a few minutes and Ginny was getting bored.
"Your time is running out, Malfoy. Better think of something quick or you'll have to pay for anything you want to know later on."
Draco thought quickly, "How long have you been doing this for Weasley?"
"Doing what?" Ginny answered innocently.
"This selling of private information."
"Selling, I've been doing for two years. But I've been collecting information for about three now."
"What do you want all the money for Weasley?"
"I won't be answering that."
"Why not?"
"Because it's about my private life and I'm not going to tell you about that."
"Well you know about my private life," he practically yelled.
"That's different. I found out about your private life. I didn't ask you about it."
"What's the difference? You still know," he cried incredulously.
Ginny just shook her head and then looked at her watch "Oh, well. Times up. I have to go now Malfoy."
Ginny picked up her bag and left through the portrait leaving an annoyed Draco behind.
End of Chapter Eleven. Thanks for reading and I Hope you Review.
AN: I know watches are Muggle things but I don't know how they tell time in the wizarding world so just bare with me please. Thank you.
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