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Chapter Twenty-Two
A/N: I know, I know, you guys have to be so ANGRY at me. But, my laptop died and I just got my new one in the mail today (it’s the most awesome thing ever, nothing is better than a new laptop). But yet again, now I have it, Christmas is over, and my hubby is back to 100% so I really should have no problem with posting regularly. Speaking of Christmas I hope that everyone had a wonderful one!!
Careful What You Wish For
By Coco Bebo aka EternusCaries
Chapter Twenty-two
Pansy stood in front of the Dark Lord and realized that she was more afraid at this moment in her life than she
had ever been before.
“You are telling me that you have been suspended from Hogwarts?”
“Yes my Lord, but only for a week, the minute I get back I can start …”
“Silence!”
Pansy clamped her mouth shut and didn’t even flinch when she bit her tongue in the process.
“Explain to me how you have compromised your position this early in the school year?”
“I was trying to infiltrate Draco Black’s room My Lord. It is common knowledge at the school that Draco is
rooming with Harry Potter due to the added security that has been put over the room.”
“So, you thought that even with the added security you could just go waltzing into the room?”
Pansy looked down and tried to figure out the answer to the question that had been running through her head 10
hours before when Dumbledore first suspended her.
“Well? What do you have to say for yourself?”
She looked back up at the Dark Lord and shivered, seeing him sitting there calmly seemed to make the fear worse,
“I do admit My Lord that it was a foolish mistake, but I just thought…”
“No, the problem with this is that you didn’t think Pansy. And, because of your lack of thinking the old man now
knows for a fact that I had at least 1 follower in the school. He will probably assume because of you, that I have more.
You have made this simple request become much, much harder.”
“I’m so sorry My Lord.” She didn’t realize she was crying until she tasted the salty tears on her lips.
“Sorry? No, not yet. But you will be.”
Pansy opened her mouth to object but before she could get even a syllable out the spell hit her and the only
thing she could remember after that was darkness and pain.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Severus walked solemnly into Albus Dumbledore’s office and wasn’t surprised that the older man shared the same
grim look.
“How did the meeting go?”
“The girl was harshly punished, I’m not sure if she will ever be the same again. He made it clear to everyone
that she was no longer to be trusted and that this is how he punished failure, no matter what age.”
Severus watched as Albus took his glasses off and rubbed the bridge of his nose before sliding them back on, “I
knew what would happen to her once he learned of her suspension, however it does not help the horrible feeling of guilt
that someone so young has been harmed because of an action I have taken.”
“Don’t be idiotic Albus, Pansy was hurt because she was stupid enough to believe that the Dark Lord would show
compassion.”
Albus shook his head and stood up, walking slowly over to the window, “was there any other news Severus? I don’t
suppose he said who would be taking over in her place?”
Severus shook his head, standing up himself, “no, I think that he wants to keep it a secret from me especially.
I don’t think he suspects, but I do think he doesn’t want me to know due to the fact that I work so closely with you.”
Albus sighed and turned around, “another shame, if he would just tell you we could make preemptive strikes that
would allow us to foil whatever plans the new child had without having to take such drastic measures such as suspended
them.”
Severus shook his head and walked toward the door, “yes, these children are young Albus, but you must remember
that they are making these decisions based on their beliefs and even as young as they are, they can be dangerous.”
Severus shut the door behind him, not waiting for Albus’ response.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco woke up and froze when he felt a pair of arms wrapped around him; it took him a moment to realize that it
wasn’t his father or the Dark Lord trying to drag him off, just a sleeping Harry who had apparently snuck into Draco’s
bed during the night. Draco expected to feel aggravated that Harry would take a liberty like coming into his bed without
asking, but instead he felt oddly comforted by his presence and couldn’t help but relax back into the other boy’s chest.
He felt himself slipping back into sleep when Harry’s body gave a violent jerk. Draco jumped and sat up, only to
see Harry’s hand clawing at his scar in his sleep. His eyes widened when he noticed how red and swollen the fabled scar
was and when Harry’s back arched off the bed and he let out a scream Draco was up and running out the door, not sure
where his legs were carrying him until he arrived at Severus’ door and his fist started to bang on it.
When Severus opened the door his face turned annoyed to concerned and Draco knew that his godfather had to
wonder why he was standing in front of his door in nothing but boxers with a panicked look on his face.
“Harry.”
“Let’s go.” He watched as Severus disappeared into his room and then came back out with a potion walking with
long strides to their room. Draco quickly made his way back toward the room, passing up Severus and putting the key in
the slot and anxiously whispering the password to the painting. He was almost through the door before he realized that
the door may or may not want to let Severus in, but apparently the painting was just as worried about the screaming boy
inside because it didn’t ask any questions.
When they arrived back in the room Draco felt like he had been gone for hours, even though it had only been a
matter of seconds. Harry was still viciously clawing at his forehead and Draco saw streaks of blood running down from it.
“What’s happening to him?” Draco had never heard his own voice sound so high and anxious.
“He’s….seeing what the Dark Lord is doing….and from the looks of it he’s feeling whatever the Dark Lord is doing
as well.”
Draco felt the blood rush from his face as he started to understand what Severus was saying, Harry was
experiencing the Dark Lord by the looks of it punish one of his followers, vehemently. “Do something! We can’t just sit
here and watch!”
“I’m sorry Draco…but we are at war and…Harry might hear vital information during this…”
Draco watched as Harry raked his fingernails across his forehead and then looked back to Severus, “you intend to
just let him…”
“This is by the request of Harry himself Draco. Please don’t hold it against Severus.”
Draco jumped and spun around when he heard Dumbledore’s voice and couldn’t quite seem to be surprised that the
old man was here.
“I don’t care what Harry said and I don’t give a shit about the war! I’m not just going to sit here and watch
him suffer!” Draco made his way over to the bed and before he could even think about shaking Harry to wake up Harry fell
limp, his breathing labored and his scar bleeding profusely. Draco felt tears welling up and blinked them away quickly,
he was familiar with feeling helpless and had felt that way most of his life, but there was something about this
situation that bothered him more than anything he had experienced during his childhood.
“Don’t worry Draco, he’ll wake up after a few minutes and then Severus will give him this potion to calm his
nerves.”
Draco shook his head and watched as Harry’s breathing slowed a bit and his face became more relaxed, “you know
that this is asking too much of him.” He didn’t care that his voice cracked in the middle, he had never seen so much
pain expressed over a person’s face before and he was afraid he could never stop seeing Harry like that.
He heard Dumbledore sigh heavily, “I know Draco, I know.” He heard Dumbledore leave and didn’t move when Severus
placed the potion on the night stand by the bed.
“When he wakes up give him this and be sure to listen to what he says, he usually blurts it out quickly so he
doesn’t forget anything so you might want to have a piece of parchment handy.”
Draco felt himself nodding and didn’t care when his godfather left the room, he kept watching Harry and wondered
how he could go from being almost at peace to having one of the most frantic things happen to him.
END OF CHAPTER
Careful What You Wish For
By Coco Bebo aka EternusCaries
Chapter Twenty-two
Pansy stood in front of the Dark Lord and realized that she was more afraid at this moment in her life than she
had ever been before.
“You are telling me that you have been suspended from Hogwarts?”
“Yes my Lord, but only for a week, the minute I get back I can start …”
“Silence!”
Pansy clamped her mouth shut and didn’t even flinch when she bit her tongue in the process.
“Explain to me how you have compromised your position this early in the school year?”
“I was trying to infiltrate Draco Black’s room My Lord. It is common knowledge at the school that Draco is
rooming with Harry Potter due to the added security that has been put over the room.”
“So, you thought that even with the added security you could just go waltzing into the room?”
Pansy looked down and tried to figure out the answer to the question that had been running through her head 10
hours before when Dumbledore first suspended her.
“Well? What do you have to say for yourself?”
She looked back up at the Dark Lord and shivered, seeing him sitting there calmly seemed to make the fear worse,
“I do admit My Lord that it was a foolish mistake, but I just thought…”
“No, the problem with this is that you didn’t think Pansy. And, because of your lack of thinking the old man now
knows for a fact that I had at least 1 follower in the school. He will probably assume because of you, that I have more.
You have made this simple request become much, much harder.”
“I’m so sorry My Lord.” She didn’t realize she was crying until she tasted the salty tears on her lips.
“Sorry? No, not yet. But you will be.”
Pansy opened her mouth to object but before she could get even a syllable out the spell hit her and the only
thing she could remember after that was darkness and pain.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Severus walked solemnly into Albus Dumbledore’s office and wasn’t surprised that the older man shared the same
grim look.
“How did the meeting go?”
“The girl was harshly punished, I’m not sure if she will ever be the same again. He made it clear to everyone
that she was no longer to be trusted and that this is how he punished failure, no matter what age.”
Severus watched as Albus took his glasses off and rubbed the bridge of his nose before sliding them back on, “I
knew what would happen to her once he learned of her suspension, however it does not help the horrible feeling of guilt
that someone so young has been harmed because of an action I have taken.”
“Don’t be idiotic Albus, Pansy was hurt because she was stupid enough to believe that the Dark Lord would show
compassion.”
Albus shook his head and stood up, walking slowly over to the window, “was there any other news Severus? I don’t
suppose he said who would be taking over in her place?”
Severus shook his head, standing up himself, “no, I think that he wants to keep it a secret from me especially.
I don’t think he suspects, but I do think he doesn’t want me to know due to the fact that I work so closely with you.”
Albus sighed and turned around, “another shame, if he would just tell you we could make preemptive strikes that
would allow us to foil whatever plans the new child had without having to take such drastic measures such as suspended
them.”
Severus shook his head and walked toward the door, “yes, these children are young Albus, but you must remember
that they are making these decisions based on their beliefs and even as young as they are, they can be dangerous.”
Severus shut the door behind him, not waiting for Albus’ response.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco woke up and froze when he felt a pair of arms wrapped around him; it took him a moment to realize that it
wasn’t his father or the Dark Lord trying to drag him off, just a sleeping Harry who had apparently snuck into Draco’s
bed during the night. Draco expected to feel aggravated that Harry would take a liberty like coming into his bed without
asking, but instead he felt oddly comforted by his presence and couldn’t help but relax back into the other boy’s chest.
He felt himself slipping back into sleep when Harry’s body gave a violent jerk. Draco jumped and sat up, only to
see Harry’s hand clawing at his scar in his sleep. His eyes widened when he noticed how red and swollen the fabled scar
was and when Harry’s back arched off the bed and he let out a scream Draco was up and running out the door, not sure
where his legs were carrying him until he arrived at Severus’ door and his fist started to bang on it.
When Severus opened the door his face turned annoyed to concerned and Draco knew that his godfather had to
wonder why he was standing in front of his door in nothing but boxers with a panicked look on his face.
“Harry.”
“Let’s go.” He watched as Severus disappeared into his room and then came back out with a potion walking with
long strides to their room. Draco quickly made his way back toward the room, passing up Severus and putting the key in
the slot and anxiously whispering the password to the painting. He was almost through the door before he realized that
the door may or may not want to let Severus in, but apparently the painting was just as worried about the screaming boy
inside because it didn’t ask any questions.
When they arrived back in the room Draco felt like he had been gone for hours, even though it had only been a
matter of seconds. Harry was still viciously clawing at his forehead and Draco saw streaks of blood running down from it.
“What’s happening to him?” Draco had never heard his own voice sound so high and anxious.
“He’s….seeing what the Dark Lord is doing….and from the looks of it he’s feeling whatever the Dark Lord is doing
as well.”
Draco felt the blood rush from his face as he started to understand what Severus was saying, Harry was
experiencing the Dark Lord by the looks of it punish one of his followers, vehemently. “Do something! We can’t just sit
here and watch!”
“I’m sorry Draco…but we are at war and…Harry might hear vital information during this…”
Draco watched as Harry raked his fingernails across his forehead and then looked back to Severus, “you intend to
just let him…”
“This is by the request of Harry himself Draco. Please don’t hold it against Severus.”
Draco jumped and spun around when he heard Dumbledore’s voice and couldn’t quite seem to be surprised that the
old man was here.
“I don’t care what Harry said and I don’t give a shit about the war! I’m not just going to sit here and watch
him suffer!” Draco made his way over to the bed and before he could even think about shaking Harry to wake up Harry fell
limp, his breathing labored and his scar bleeding profusely. Draco felt tears welling up and blinked them away quickly,
he was familiar with feeling helpless and had felt that way most of his life, but there was something about this
situation that bothered him more than anything he had experienced during his childhood.
“Don’t worry Draco, he’ll wake up after a few minutes and then Severus will give him this potion to calm his
nerves.”
Draco shook his head and watched as Harry’s breathing slowed a bit and his face became more relaxed, “you know
that this is asking too much of him.” He didn’t care that his voice cracked in the middle, he had never seen so much
pain expressed over a person’s face before and he was afraid he could never stop seeing Harry like that.
He heard Dumbledore sigh heavily, “I know Draco, I know.” He heard Dumbledore leave and didn’t move when Severus
placed the potion on the night stand by the bed.
“When he wakes up give him this and be sure to listen to what he says, he usually blurts it out quickly so he
doesn’t forget anything so you might want to have a piece of parchment handy.”
Draco felt himself nodding and didn’t care when his godfather left the room, he kept watching Harry and wondered
how he could go from being almost at peace to having one of the most frantic things happen to him.
END OF CHAPTER