The Devil Runs Wild

*****~Attempted Discussions~

It had sounded like Malfoy. The scream definitely reminded him of the screeching voice of Draco Malfoy which he had the unfortunate pleasure of hearing in third year when Malfoy got what he deserved from Buckbeak. He had made such a fuss it was hard not to forget the sound.

But why had Harry been so frightened of that sound in his dream? Surely, if Malfoy had been screaming, it was very unlikely that it would make Harry feel so distressed. The bastard was probably getting what he deserved! So the question was why he felt so distressed by the prospect of a hurt Malfoy?

“Harry!” Hermione’s voice sounded out and a hard slap to the back of his head from Ron broke him out of his thoughts.

“Ow!” Harry squeaked and rubbed his head. “What?!”

“What do you mean what?!” Hermione asked shrilly.

“You haven’t been telling us anything, mate? What was the dream about this time?” Ron asked.

“Oh…there was a snake…,”Harry started and Ron looked green at the mention of a snake, being reminded of the dream Harry had had about his Dad. “…but it didn’t do anything. And then there was this scream…”

“A scream? Was this a dream or a vision?” Hermione asked swiftly.

“A…a…” Harry just realized that it had not been a dream and his eyes widened. “A vision,” he said.

Now Harry was really confused. It had been a vision and Harry had been distressed by Draco Malfoy’s scream. Why? He hated Malfoy. Why would he care about him like he seemed to have in that vision? Something was going to happen in which he would be in the same dark room as Draco Malfoy.

That place had seemed like a dungeon, although Harry could not be sure. Would Harry be captured by Voldemort? That thought made Harry’s nerves start up.

Another sharp slap to his head brought him back.

“Ow!” Harry yelped and proceeded to rub the back of his head again and glare at Ron.

“Honestly, Harry! What are you thinking about!?” Hermione asked, agitated.

“Well I don’t think I’ll be thinking anymore!” Harry said with another glare at Ron. “I think he killed all my brain-cells!” Harry said crossly and Ron grinned as if proud of his handiwork.

“Harry, you woke up screaming and you make us worry with your lack of responsiveness and I think that’s very unrea…. Stop that!” Hermione shouted as Ron and Harry began a pillow fight.

Hermione quickly moved out of the way as a pillow nearly hit her.

“STOP!”

But Harry and Ron were laughing now and Hermione was smart enough to know that she could do nothing at this point and stormed out of the room, huffing and mumbling “Boys…”

********~Grave Tidings~

“I’m afraid that the Dark Lord is becoming suspicious of my ‘memories’,” Severus Snape told the other members of the Order.

“Suspicious?” Mr. Weasley asked.

“At the last ‘meeting,’ the Dark Lord appeared to have been able to see some holes in the memories,” Snape said, rubbing his hands together under the table, out of sight of the others. He’d be damned if he showed any nervousness about this situation.

“Severus,” Dumbledore’s painting said from the wall, “He is no longer safe,” Dumbledore stated.

Severus, irritated, looked up at Dumbledore annoyed that even after his death he could be so determined in pointing out the obvious.

The other Order members began talking immediately.

“What should we do?” Lupin asked.

“If we bring him here…” a Weasley twin said.

“Voldemort will come right too us…” the other twin finished.

“But he certainly can’t stay with Severus!” Mrs. Weasley said.

“But, Molly, we don’t know if he is truly trustworthy…” Mr. Weasley pointed out.

“His magic is bound,” Dumbledore’s painting pointed out.

“That’s right!” Lupin said.

“And he’s just a boy!” Mrs. Weasley said.

“He’s a foul…” a Weasley twin started but was stopped from a stern look from his mother.

“The facts are clear. The boy is not safe and we need him alive,” Dumbledore said.

Severus sighed.

“I know,” he said, clasping his hands tightly together under the table.


******~Moving~

Draco Malfoy walked into his bedroom to find Ventil performing spells. In HIS bedroom!

“What are you doing!?” Draco screeched. Nobody should be performing magic in a place he slept without consulting him. Especially this evil, vindictive, little house-elf.

“Master Snape told Ventil to,” Ventil said simply without stopping or even looking at Draco.

“Why!? What for?” Draco was not convinced that the house-elf was being truthful. This house-elf was so poorly behaved that clearly Snape had not disciplined it well enough and everyone knows that a house-elf like that is the type to betray a master. Merlin only knows what this house-elf is really on about.

“To make it look like Draco Malfoy is dead!” Ventil said joyously.

“WHAT!?” Draco screamed and stomped over to Ventil and attempted to step on her before she popped away and reappeared a few feet away.

“Why would I be dead?” Draco screamed again, louder this time so as to reach across the great distance that had now appeared between them.

“Master did not tell Ventil why,” Ventil said, smiling wickedly.

“You lying, rotten…” Draco began but stopped when a hand came down firmly upon his shoulder. Draco looked up to see Snape.

“Is it true!?” Draco demanded.

“Yes,” Snape said simply and prepared for the onslaught of questions.

******~Death and the Discussions Thereof~

“Dead?” the Dark Lord snarled.

“Yes, my Lord,” Snape said, bowing his head in apology. “I’m afraid that the bound magic leaked out of him and incinerated his body,” Snape said.

“It must have been very painful,” the Dark Lord hissed with what sounded like glee.

“Yes, my Lord,” Snape said, smirking.

“No matter. The boy is insignificant, although I had enjoyed your memories,” the Dark Lord hissed and Snape made sure to block his mind by pushing other thoughts forward for the Dark Lord to see.

The Dark Lord smiled crookedly and stared at Snape for a long while before dismissing him.

Snape sighed. He was not sure of how long he could remain as a spy for the Order. It seemed that his time was almost up.


Author's note: Dude, I wrote another chapter! Sweet! Lol!
Oh yeah, review dudes and dudettes. Lol. I'm an idiot....