All Harry Potter Characters don't belong to me.
The Source - Chapter Three
" Speaking"
<Thinking>
For those who don't know how wizarding money works its 29 Knuts = 1 Sickle, 17 Sickles = 1 Galleon.
…………………………………………………………………………………………..
Draco was in his room lying in his bead. He had four more hours before he had to get up for breakfast but he couldn't sleep; instead he was reading the parchment the Source gave him.
1 Sickle per Question.
1 Galleon for Basic Report.
2 Galleons for Full report.
* Special Requests have to be negotiated with The Source.
Slytherin's: 3 Sickles Extra
Gryffindor's: 2 Sickles Extra
Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaw's: 1 Sickle Extra
Rules:
1) When caught and asked for where information was retrieved, the Source must never be named.
2) Full payment must be made (placed into Request draw and labeled) within 3 days of request, or trading is cancelled and previous payment will not be returned.
3) The Source is not held responsible for any sudden change in information after reply letter has been sent to Customers.
4) If the Source fails to deliver information within 14 days after request, or if the Source is unable to deliver information for any other reason, then double the money will be returned.
5) Special Requests have to be placed into Request Draw and customers wait for notification from the Source.
The Breaking of any of the above rules will result in you darkest secrets to be revealed to the whole school! Be WARNED.
The Letter ended with the source's weird 'S' symbol and Draco couldn't help wondering who this mysterious person was.
<Would this Source be able to find the information I want? If he's as good as Zabini says then it should be simple.>
………………………………………………………………………………………..
Ginny was late for class so she was running down the hall as fast as she could, but it didn't help that the 7th years all had a free period now, and were blocking up the hallways. Not only did she oversleep and miss breakfast so she was now very hungry, but she would also surely get a detention from Snape for being late to his class.
After rounding a corner too quickly Ginny's bag of quills tumbled from the stack of books she was holding and rolled onto the floor until it stopped between two sets of feet. Ginny looked up, and saw none other than Pansy Parkinson and Garret Closter, another Slytherin 7th year, snogging in the middle of the hall and also dangerously close to stepping on her bag of quills.
<Great. Just what I need, can my day get any worse?> Ginny thought bitterly.
Ginny carefully headed towards the heated couple while gripping her books tightly in front of her self.
"Ah. Excuse me," whispered Ginny, but they either didn't hear her or were ignoring her so she tried again. "Excuse me," she tried a little bit louder, but since they were obviously not paying attention to her; Ginny bent down and tried to retrieve her quills from between their feet, but instead got her hand stepped on. Ginny didn't scream or whimper in pain; instead she just quickly pulled her hand back and was rubbing at it furiously.
*CRACK*
Ginny stopped rubbing her hand immediately and looked at the floor in front of her, where her now broken quills lay. Ginny's first reaction was shock but then quickly morphed into anger, which she was struggling to hold in. Those quills were from her brother Charlie, who had sent them over to her as a reward for being accepted into Mediwitch practice at Hogwarts. Ginny shot up from her crouching position so suddenly that it surprised Pansy and her boyfriend out of their snogging. Her anger had a mind of its own now.
"You would think that you two fondle each other enough in the prefects bathroom every night to have the decency to not snog in the middle. OF. THE. HALL."
Ginny was screaming at the top of her lungs so loudly and suddenly that Pansy and her boyfriend was speechless and standing dead still. Taking advantage of the stillness in the corridor, Ginny swiftly bent down and grabbed her bag of broken quills before pushing past Pansy and her Boyfriend.
"Why don't you spare us all from your revolting behavior and go get a room if you're really that desperate!" Ginny yelled over her shoulder before she stormed down the hall and turned around the corner trying to get to her potions class as soon as possible.
…………………………………………………………………………………………
<Stupid Snape! Giving me one whole week of detention AND taking 50 house points off just for being late.>
Ginny had scored a whole week worth of detention with Snape for coming ten minutes late to class, her punishment being to clean up the potions class room everyday after the last class. So there was Ginny scrubbing furiously at the desktops when a knock was heard. Snape strode towards the door and yanked it open to reveal Draco Malfoy.
"Ah, Mr. Malfoy. The ingredients you need are at the back, and while you are here, please supervise Miss Weasley for me until she has wiped down all the desks, then she may be dismissed. I have more important things to attend to."
Draco nodded his head and mumbled, "Yes Sir."
Snape left the room to leave Ginny to her detention duties and Draco to do whatever he was going to do.
Ginny kept cleaning the desks not paying attention to Draco; the sooner she finished the sooner she could leave. But then Draco just had to taunt her.
"Gee Weasley, never knew you could be so fierce." Draco was leaning against one of the cleaned desks observing Ginny with his arms crossed over his torso. Draco had crisp clean robes that were neatly pressed, with shiny black shoes and his hair gelled back. Ginny was a complete opposite, she had old fading rags with worn out shoes, and her hair had the top half done up in a messy bun while the rest streamed down to the middle of her back.
Ginny didn't even look at him and just continued on to the next dirty desk.
Draco found it to be his duty to tease the young Weasley and didn't plan to stop. "You know, I find it very surprising how being as poor as you are, you could possibly afford to buy such private information about Pansy."
Draco waited for a reaction and Ginny eventually looked up from her work to stare blankly into his silver gray eyes, but then quickly resumed her wiping.
Draco pushed himself up from his leaning position and took slow steps towards Ginny.
"Such exclusive detail into Pansy's private life must have cost a fortune. I wonder where could you possible get so much money Weasley?" Draco leaned down on the table Ginny was cleaning and tried to look into her eye's but she just kept on scrubbing and refused to look at him, so Draco straightened up and put his hands into his pockets. "So what did you do Weasley? Sell one of your never ending supply of brother's as a slave?"
<That's it. I'm putting an end to the worst day of my life,> Ginny thought.
Ginny threw her cleaning cloth onto the table and whirled around to glare at Draco. He could see a streak of red flash past her blue eyes. <Bingo,> he thought.
"What makes you think I had to buy that information Malfoy?" Ginny had her hands on her hips with her head held high questioning Draco. She wasn't that much shorter than Draco; she came up to about his eyebrows, so she just had to tilt her head very slightly to look at him.
"Then I presume you have voyeur tendencies. Taking pleasure in watching others snog Weasley?"
"I don't have to explain myself to you Malfoy." Ginny grabbed her bag and stormed out of the potions classroom leaving a smirking Draco behind.
< Ah, the pleasures of annoying a Weasley. >
…………………………………………………………………………………………..
When Draco reached his Head Boy room, he found a pink colored parchment on top of his desk. <That was Quick.> he quickly opened it up and it read.
Harry Potter fears nothing.
Clarified
$
"WHAT!" Draco yelled.
End of Chapter Three. Thanks for reading and I Hope you Review.
……………………………………………………………………………………….