Chapter
23
Accusations,
Heirs, Etc.
Whirling around,
Hermione came face to face with Ron followed by Harry, and she choked in
surprise.
"Ron! Harry!"
She exclaimed, definitely shocked, but for some reason also happy to see
them.
Draco's eyes
narrowed with anger and annoyed suspicion.
"What are you two doing here?" he demanded in a haughty voice.
"I might ask
you the same question." Harry replied, his green eyes boring into Hermione's.
For
some reason,
he seemed to be accusing her. But, Hermione thought, he doesn't know the
whole
story. She
looked at Ron. His brown eyes seemed to burn with some unknown emotion.
Hermione found
herself blushing furiously. Draco noticed this and became angrier than
ever,
and he drew
himself upright, then practically exploded.
"How could
you come here after what happened!? You could have lead him to us! What
were
you thinking!?
You've put us all in peril! Death comes! And what about Harry? How could
you
bring him
when Voldemort's tracking us!? He's trying to kill us so you decide to
give him
Wonderful
Scar-boy here as well!"
Draco seemed
to be accusing Ron now, who flinched at the sudden attack. Hermione placed
a hand on
Draco's arm, and saw Ron bristle with jealousy at this action. For some
reason, this
mattered to
her, and she removed it. She told Harry and Ron everything that had happened
since they
all last saw each other at the Ball, and when she had finished, they stood
staring at
her and Draco
with their mouths open in shock.
"So , now you..."
Draco's comment at Harry and Ron was cut off when a sudden noise came
from the outer
room.
"They're here
some where!" bellowed an angry voice. Draco's face drained of colour as
he
recognised
the voice of his father. Harry's face soon did the exact same as Draco's,
when he
recognised
the voice that followed.
"That son of
your's was to be my heir Malfoy! You said he was the one! But...now we
hunt
for him to
destroy him and those with him." It was Lord Voldemort, the most evil wizard
of
all time.
"We have to
go!" Draco hissed, fearful. His self-confidence had been shattered, swept
away
in one swift
moment. "It's my father and Voldemort!" He ran to the window and lifted
it silently,
climbing on
to the balcony. Everyone followed, watching as he dropped lightly to the
ground.
Once they
were all at ground level, Draco dashed down the street, followed by the
others.
All were aware
that they were now without any of their supplies, save the wands.
Harry fervently
wished he'd thought to bring his invisibility cloak. He was, however, relieved
that he had
used a school broom to find Hermione and Draco and not his firebolt, as
it would
have surely
been the end of his precious broom. they ran several blocks, their feet
pounding
heavily along
the pavement.
Suddenly, Draco
gave a sudden gasp of pain, and doubled over.
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