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Chapter Nine
Careful What You Wish For
By Coco Bebo aka EternusCaries
Chapter Nine
Harry sat at the desk reading and rereading the packet that Draco had received a few hours ago. He looked toward the bathroom door and frowned, Draco had shut himself in the bathroom right after receiving the news and no matter how many times Harry had knocked on the door Draco had told him to leave him alone.
Pushing the packet away from him Harry sighed and laid his head on the desk. He wished there was a way he could help Draco. If it hadn’t been for Voldemort, Draco wouldn’t have been in this position. Sirius wouldn’t be dead…..
Harry’s head flew up, why he hadn’t thought of this sooner? He ran to his trunk and quickly dug out a piece of parchment, a quill, and ink. Running back over to the desk Harry started to write, happy for once that he could actually help.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Severus made his way quickly down the corridor, stopping in front of the door and knocking once, but loudly. After a few moments the door opened and Harry Potter was standing in front of him, holding a piece of parchment and looking excited.
“Oh, I wasn’t expecting you Sna…Professor.”
“Not surprising Potter, but I’m not here for you. Where is Draco?”
“He’s in the loo, good luck trying to get him out though….if you’ll excuse me Professor I have to send this letter out.”
Severus moved aside and frowned as he watched Harry run past him and down the hall. Curiosity urged him to follow the young boy, almost positive that he was up to no good. However, he was more concerned about his godson. Closing the door behind him Severus walked up to the bathroom door, knocking lightly.
“For the last time Harry!”
“Draco, please come out so we can talk face to face.”
There was silence before the door opened, Severus was only a little surprised to see that Draco's face was dry and looked like it had been for quite a while. There was no anger on the young man's face nor was there despair, just a calm look of acceptance that Severus wasn't used to seeing on someone so young.
“Draco, you have been through a lot in a short time and I would like to say that it will be over soon, but I'm afraid it's just starting. Once school starts your classmates and the rest of students in your year will figure out that you have left your family and are now a Black. It will become increasingly hard for you to find peace in the Slytherin common room. My door for you will always be open however, but in order to maintain my appearance with the Dark Lord I will have to appear to not like you anymore.”
“You don't think I've realized all of this Severus? You don't think that I haven't realized how my own peers will treat me?” Severus saw the anger wash over Draco's face before the young man got a hold of himself. “You think that I have forgotten what I have so recently learned? That you are a spy and must retain your appearance as one at all costs? Why did you come here? To comfort me? I know how to take care of myself.”
Severus held his hand up and watched as Draco warred with his emotions. “I'm sorry Draco, I didn't mean to offend you. I just wanted to check on my godson, I wanted to make sure you were alright.”
Draco took a deep breath before nodding, “of course Severus. I'm a little tired and still in shock I think. But I'm fine.”
They stared at each other for a minute before the door opened behind them and Harry walked back in, “...oh...sorry, I don't mean to interrupt.”
“Quite alright Potter, I was just going.” With a curt nod to Draco, Severus turned and walked past Harry out the door.
There was a few minutes of silence before Harry walked in a little more, “it's good to see you out in the open again.”
Draco rolled his eyes before sitting on a chair and grabbing his potion's book, “I've already had a long day Potter and it's not even half way over. How about we hold off on playing nice for a while until I can think about some things.”
Harry nodded in agreement as he sat down on his own bed, wondering if the owl he just sent out was the right thing for him to do or not.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Narcissa burst into her husband's study, happy that the Dark Lord was gone for the moment. Lucius looked up at her, his brows drawn together in confusion, “Narcissa, you really must stop interrupting me while...”
“You explain to me right now why my son is no longer on our family tree!” Narcissa didn't care that she was yelling, she was more upset at this moment then she could remember ever being.
“As far as I'm concerned I no longer have a son, I'm not sure if I ever did have one.” Lucius turned away from his wife and looked at the window.
“You! You disowned my baby! Without even talking to me about it? That...that is...”
“The Dark Lord does not take traitors lightly! And we do not either!”
Another wave of rage washed over her and without thinking she grabbed a glass vase that was sitting beside her and hurled it at her husband, missing him by inches it went through the window, making glass fly every where.
Lucius turned back toward her, a look of shock spreading over his features, “what do you think you are....”
“As far as I'm concerned Lucius we are through. I am done with your fascination with this maniac. I'm not sure how I never saw how far you would go to please him is beyond me, but no more! I hope in a few years when this fad is over that you will look around you and realize just how far you have isolated yourself.”
Lucius opened his mouth to hurl an angry retort at his wife but she was gone before he could. The door slamming shut behind her as he listened to her footsteps carrying her angrily back to their room. He almost felt comfort in the fact that she was more than likely leaving, the things she had just said about The Dark Lord were unforgivable and he would take comfort in the fact that he wouldn't have to punish her for it.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Albus watched as Hedwig and another large owl flew toward the school, Hedwig broke off toward the owlery. The other one however made it's way steadily toward his window, opening it for the owl to rush in he wasn't very surprised when it didn't stop but went directly toward his door.
“Please my friend, allow me to take the letter from here. I will deliver it to it's owner.” He offered the owl a treat and after a moment the owl allowed Albus to take the letter from it's leg before grabbing the treat and flying off.
Glancing at the name on the letter Albus smiled, it seemed that Draco might have his first bit of good news. Walking out of his office Albus couldn't help but hum one of his favorite tunes as he made his way to the dungeons.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Harry groaned when there was another knock on the door, for there only to be a select few people left at Hogwarts they sure got a lot of visitors. When he opened the door he wasn't really surprised to see a smiling Dumbledore.
“Hello Harry, sorry to bother you again but I'm afraid Draco has received yet another letter.”
Draco looked over toward them and sighed, what else could possible go wrong? He walked over to Dumbledore and nodded, “Thank you Sir, you didn't have to bring this all the way down here yourself.”
Dumbledore smiled more and shrugged, “I was in the mood for a walk, please don't hesitate to come up to my office if you need to talk.” Handing Draco the letter Dumbledore seemed to want to stay for a moment but left after he realized that Draco wasn't going to open the letter in front of him.
After the door closed and both boys listened to the footsteps fade, “meddling old coot, wants to know everything.” Draco muttered before sitting down again and staring at the letter.
“Yea, but I think he does it so he can be helpful.” Harry shrugged as he walked back over to the desk he had been reading the latest Quidditch weekly at.
Draco studied the letter before sighing, turning it over and opening it. He didn't really want to read anymore bad news, but in the end he couldn't think of anything worse than being disowned. Pulling the piece of parchment out he sighed, it was from gringotts and it looked official. He couldn't think of anything it could be, maybe they had wrote to him to tell him he no longer had access to the Malfoy vaults.
Draco Black,
This notice is hereby informing you that you have been given access to the Black family vaults. You will find your special key in the envelope that this notice came in. If you have any questions or think that the access you have been given is a mistake please contact us immediately. For a balance of the vaults send a letter to us and we will send one back to you.
Have a good day,
Gringotts Bank
Draco's mouth dropped open before looking up at Harry and then back down to the letter. Harry glanced back at him and frowned, “what is it? Is it bad?”
Draco shook his head and put the letter down, “I have been given access to the Black family vault...”
“Already? I just sent that out a couple of hours ago...” Harry stood up and walked over to Draco.
“You? That isn't possible. Only the head of the Blacks could allow something like this.”
“Yea...well....who did you think became the head after Sirius died? You think he left it to your insane aunt?” Harry laughed some and picked the letter up reading over it.
“You....You are the head of the Black household?”
Harry nodded and handing the letter back to Draco, “yea, I mean, don't get me wrong we aren't as rich as the Malfoy's...but I think you'll find you have enough to live fairly comfortably by.”
Draco stood up and crumbled the letter in his hands, “you don't have to help me Potter, you've done enough already.”
The look on Harry's face was priceless, “what in the hell are you talking about? I haven't done anything to you Draco! And why wouldn't I give you access to a vault that shares the same last bloody name as you! Can't you just take the help and not be a prat about it?”
The tension in the room thickened substantially before Draco's shoulders slumped and he shrugged, “I suppose you're right Harry. Thanks.” But instead of sitting back down he walked into the bathroom and closed the door again.
Groaning Harry watched as he heard the door lock, another 5-6 hours without a place to use the loo, great.
END OF CHAPTER
By Coco Bebo aka EternusCaries
Chapter Nine
Harry sat at the desk reading and rereading the packet that Draco had received a few hours ago. He looked toward the bathroom door and frowned, Draco had shut himself in the bathroom right after receiving the news and no matter how many times Harry had knocked on the door Draco had told him to leave him alone.
Pushing the packet away from him Harry sighed and laid his head on the desk. He wished there was a way he could help Draco. If it hadn’t been for Voldemort, Draco wouldn’t have been in this position. Sirius wouldn’t be dead…..
Harry’s head flew up, why he hadn’t thought of this sooner? He ran to his trunk and quickly dug out a piece of parchment, a quill, and ink. Running back over to the desk Harry started to write, happy for once that he could actually help.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Severus made his way quickly down the corridor, stopping in front of the door and knocking once, but loudly. After a few moments the door opened and Harry Potter was standing in front of him, holding a piece of parchment and looking excited.
“Oh, I wasn’t expecting you Sna…Professor.”
“Not surprising Potter, but I’m not here for you. Where is Draco?”
“He’s in the loo, good luck trying to get him out though….if you’ll excuse me Professor I have to send this letter out.”
Severus moved aside and frowned as he watched Harry run past him and down the hall. Curiosity urged him to follow the young boy, almost positive that he was up to no good. However, he was more concerned about his godson. Closing the door behind him Severus walked up to the bathroom door, knocking lightly.
“For the last time Harry!”
“Draco, please come out so we can talk face to face.”
There was silence before the door opened, Severus was only a little surprised to see that Draco's face was dry and looked like it had been for quite a while. There was no anger on the young man's face nor was there despair, just a calm look of acceptance that Severus wasn't used to seeing on someone so young.
“Draco, you have been through a lot in a short time and I would like to say that it will be over soon, but I'm afraid it's just starting. Once school starts your classmates and the rest of students in your year will figure out that you have left your family and are now a Black. It will become increasingly hard for you to find peace in the Slytherin common room. My door for you will always be open however, but in order to maintain my appearance with the Dark Lord I will have to appear to not like you anymore.”
“You don't think I've realized all of this Severus? You don't think that I haven't realized how my own peers will treat me?” Severus saw the anger wash over Draco's face before the young man got a hold of himself. “You think that I have forgotten what I have so recently learned? That you are a spy and must retain your appearance as one at all costs? Why did you come here? To comfort me? I know how to take care of myself.”
Severus held his hand up and watched as Draco warred with his emotions. “I'm sorry Draco, I didn't mean to offend you. I just wanted to check on my godson, I wanted to make sure you were alright.”
Draco took a deep breath before nodding, “of course Severus. I'm a little tired and still in shock I think. But I'm fine.”
They stared at each other for a minute before the door opened behind them and Harry walked back in, “...oh...sorry, I don't mean to interrupt.”
“Quite alright Potter, I was just going.” With a curt nod to Draco, Severus turned and walked past Harry out the door.
There was a few minutes of silence before Harry walked in a little more, “it's good to see you out in the open again.”
Draco rolled his eyes before sitting on a chair and grabbing his potion's book, “I've already had a long day Potter and it's not even half way over. How about we hold off on playing nice for a while until I can think about some things.”
Harry nodded in agreement as he sat down on his own bed, wondering if the owl he just sent out was the right thing for him to do or not.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Narcissa burst into her husband's study, happy that the Dark Lord was gone for the moment. Lucius looked up at her, his brows drawn together in confusion, “Narcissa, you really must stop interrupting me while...”
“You explain to me right now why my son is no longer on our family tree!” Narcissa didn't care that she was yelling, she was more upset at this moment then she could remember ever being.
“As far as I'm concerned I no longer have a son, I'm not sure if I ever did have one.” Lucius turned away from his wife and looked at the window.
“You! You disowned my baby! Without even talking to me about it? That...that is...”
“The Dark Lord does not take traitors lightly! And we do not either!”
Another wave of rage washed over her and without thinking she grabbed a glass vase that was sitting beside her and hurled it at her husband, missing him by inches it went through the window, making glass fly every where.
Lucius turned back toward her, a look of shock spreading over his features, “what do you think you are....”
“As far as I'm concerned Lucius we are through. I am done with your fascination with this maniac. I'm not sure how I never saw how far you would go to please him is beyond me, but no more! I hope in a few years when this fad is over that you will look around you and realize just how far you have isolated yourself.”
Lucius opened his mouth to hurl an angry retort at his wife but she was gone before he could. The door slamming shut behind her as he listened to her footsteps carrying her angrily back to their room. He almost felt comfort in the fact that she was more than likely leaving, the things she had just said about The Dark Lord were unforgivable and he would take comfort in the fact that he wouldn't have to punish her for it.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Albus watched as Hedwig and another large owl flew toward the school, Hedwig broke off toward the owlery. The other one however made it's way steadily toward his window, opening it for the owl to rush in he wasn't very surprised when it didn't stop but went directly toward his door.
“Please my friend, allow me to take the letter from here. I will deliver it to it's owner.” He offered the owl a treat and after a moment the owl allowed Albus to take the letter from it's leg before grabbing the treat and flying off.
Glancing at the name on the letter Albus smiled, it seemed that Draco might have his first bit of good news. Walking out of his office Albus couldn't help but hum one of his favorite tunes as he made his way to the dungeons.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Harry groaned when there was another knock on the door, for there only to be a select few people left at Hogwarts they sure got a lot of visitors. When he opened the door he wasn't really surprised to see a smiling Dumbledore.
“Hello Harry, sorry to bother you again but I'm afraid Draco has received yet another letter.”
Draco looked over toward them and sighed, what else could possible go wrong? He walked over to Dumbledore and nodded, “Thank you Sir, you didn't have to bring this all the way down here yourself.”
Dumbledore smiled more and shrugged, “I was in the mood for a walk, please don't hesitate to come up to my office if you need to talk.” Handing Draco the letter Dumbledore seemed to want to stay for a moment but left after he realized that Draco wasn't going to open the letter in front of him.
After the door closed and both boys listened to the footsteps fade, “meddling old coot, wants to know everything.” Draco muttered before sitting down again and staring at the letter.
“Yea, but I think he does it so he can be helpful.” Harry shrugged as he walked back over to the desk he had been reading the latest Quidditch weekly at.
Draco studied the letter before sighing, turning it over and opening it. He didn't really want to read anymore bad news, but in the end he couldn't think of anything worse than being disowned. Pulling the piece of parchment out he sighed, it was from gringotts and it looked official. He couldn't think of anything it could be, maybe they had wrote to him to tell him he no longer had access to the Malfoy vaults.
Draco Black,
This notice is hereby informing you that you have been given access to the Black family vaults. You will find your special key in the envelope that this notice came in. If you have any questions or think that the access you have been given is a mistake please contact us immediately. For a balance of the vaults send a letter to us and we will send one back to you.
Have a good day,
Gringotts Bank
Draco's mouth dropped open before looking up at Harry and then back down to the letter. Harry glanced back at him and frowned, “what is it? Is it bad?”
Draco shook his head and put the letter down, “I have been given access to the Black family vault...”
“Already? I just sent that out a couple of hours ago...” Harry stood up and walked over to Draco.
“You? That isn't possible. Only the head of the Blacks could allow something like this.”
“Yea...well....who did you think became the head after Sirius died? You think he left it to your insane aunt?” Harry laughed some and picked the letter up reading over it.
“You....You are the head of the Black household?”
Harry nodded and handing the letter back to Draco, “yea, I mean, don't get me wrong we aren't as rich as the Malfoy's...but I think you'll find you have enough to live fairly comfortably by.”
Draco stood up and crumbled the letter in his hands, “you don't have to help me Potter, you've done enough already.”
The look on Harry's face was priceless, “what in the hell are you talking about? I haven't done anything to you Draco! And why wouldn't I give you access to a vault that shares the same last bloody name as you! Can't you just take the help and not be a prat about it?”
The tension in the room thickened substantially before Draco's shoulders slumped and he shrugged, “I suppose you're right Harry. Thanks.” But instead of sitting back down he walked into the bathroom and closed the door again.
Groaning Harry watched as he heard the door lock, another 5-6 hours without a place to use the loo, great.
END OF CHAPTER