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The Source - Chapter Four
" Speaking"
<Thinking>
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Draco was stomping down the halls that night not caring about how much noise he was making. When he reached his destination, Draco flung open the door, angrily, and slammed it shut behind him.
The Source was sitting at his desk flipping through parchments and occasionally counting some money. He was dressed in his usual long black robes and wearing his black mask.
Draco strode up to the table and slammed the pink parchment, which he had received that morning, onto the table. "I paid you 10 Galleons to tell me what Harry Potter is most afraid of and I expect to receive a proper answer."
The masked figure looked up at the standing Draco and smirked. "That is a proper answer. Harry Potter really fears nothing," he said.
Draco roughly sat down on a chair and crossed his arms. "Bullshit. Everyone is scared of something! I refuse to believe that Potter doesn't fear a single thing."
"You are right Malfoy; Mr. Potter does fear something, but that thing has been destroyed now, which leaves him to be fearless. Except for one thing, but that doesn't classify as fear, more like nervousness to me."
"I don't care if its fear or nervousness, I paid you for information; now tell me what he is scared of!"
The Source sat up straight in his chair and threw a bag in front of Draco. The contents inside clanked together and Draco looked at it quizzically.
"What is this?" Draco asked.
"Your change. 10 Galleons is too much for this information," the Source answered.
"This information isn't even worth 1 sickle. And there Zabini was, going on about how reliable and good you were. What a load of crap that was. And by the time I'm done spreading this news around you won't have a single person coming to you for information even if you knew where the Five Holy Passages were! "
(AN: "The Five Holy Passages" is just something I made up, they are mythical passages in Hogwarts, which can lead to five special rooms. They are very important to the students because it's something very mysterious.)
Draco had his superior face on again; his relaxed leaned back posture, emotionless face with a tiny switch on the right corner of his mouth and steel gray eyes to finish off the over all intimidating look. <You're bound to tell me now.>
"You don't scare me Malfoy," said the Source.
Draco's little twitch on the corner of his mouth drooped down into a small frown. That was not what he was expecting.
"You can spread any news you want around the school Malfoy, and it wouldn't matter because I am the only one who can give students in Hogwarts what they want."
"Shut up," Draco snapped. "What's so great about knowing everyone's little secrets and selling them to other students just so they can play stupid little pranks on each other? You are just some common idiot. You know nothing about what's really going on in this school."
The Source put his elbows on the tabletop and rested his chin on his hands.
"You mean how I don't know that Dumbledore, Mr. Potter and yourself were in the Chamber of Secrets a month ago fighting Voldemort and his Death-Eaters."
Draco was fully surprised. He was staring at the Source with his mouth slightly open; he didn't know what to say. <How did he know? The only people who were there was Dumbledore, Potter, some people from the Order and I. Did Potter tell him or is he someone from the Order?>
The Source removed his elbows from the table to lean back on his chair and grinned. "I guess I'm not as pathetic as you think, eh Malfoy?"
"How…" Draco didn't have a chance to finish his sentence because scratching sounds could be heard from the other side of the door. Someone or something was outside.
The Source shot up from his sitting position and looked at the door. "It's Mrs. Norris. That means Filch will be here soon," the Source said and then shoveled the parchments and coins on the table into a black bag, which was sitting beside the table. He turned around to head towards the door behind him. Draco stood up and ran after him. The Source tore open the door and stepped through it with Draco just managing to jump past before it closed behind them.
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The room they were in was dark and narrow. The small candle sitting on a cupboard, where the Source was leaning, was the only form of light. Draco was directly in front of the Source and in such a narrow room it didn't leave very much space between them.
Draco made a move to find a better position but was stopped by a hand placed on his chest.
"Don't move," the Source whispered.
Draco stopped moving and took the chance to observe the Source closer. He still had the black mask on which covered his forehead all the way down to his nose. There were two holes, which showed his deep brown eyes. His pale button nose was not covered and could be seen, as well as his small red lips. Draco continued his observation down to his robes, which were black and long but during the rush to get into the room it had loosened and revealed…
<Knee-high socks and a gray skirt?>
Draco's head shot up and he looked at the Source again, in a different light. She was looking at the door, straining her neck to try and hear what was going on in the other room.
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On the other side of the door, Filch had arrived in the room and was looking around suspiciously.
"Hey girl, did you find somebody?" he said to his cat.
Meow.
"Doesn't seem to be anyone, nobody comes to this room anymore."
Meow. Mrs. Norris rubbed Filch's leg and was prowling around him.
"Come on now girl. We'll patrol the other side of the castle." Filch shooed Mrs. Norris out of the room and left.
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Hearing Filch and Mrs. Norris leave, the Source let out a sigh of relief. She had noticed her hand was on Draco's chest and pulled it back quickly. Their eyes met and Draco smirked.
"You're a girl."
End of Chapter Four. Thanks for reading and I Hope you Review.
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