Hidden Intentions

A/N :: I am still a bit unsure how this story will go, but you can count that it won’t be a straight forward story, I love twists and turns.

I don’t have a beta, wish for one but since I’m not selling any of these stories it’s not the most important thing in the world.

Review if you feel like it, I’m always happy to hear from people around the community.

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Harry woke up sweaty and still moaning form his nightmare, Ron was standing over him and the rest of his room mates were sitting in their beds looking at him. Harry was disorientated at first and thought he was still at the dark mansion until he heard Ron talk.

‘Having another vision?’ Harry tried to get the dream organized before saying anything; this time he was witnessing Lucius Malfoy’s torture, and a plan Voldemort lay to capture not him but Draco Malfoy.

‘I’m fine, just go to bed.’ He could see Ron wasn’t pleased with that answer and knew he would have to get up.

‘Let’s go down and talk.’ He helped Harry sit up in his bed and waited until he put on a robe and slippers before walking over to the door. ‘I haven’t seen you having such a nightmare since you received the vision of Sirius.’ Harry was surprised he didn’t ask again if he was okay once they sat down in the common room.

‘That one hurt more because he meant so much to me, this one was really bad.’

‘What happen?’

‘Voldemort was torturing Malfoy’s father, and I mean really torturing; he was disappointed with Draco’s decision that he didn’t want to take the assignment to catch me, Voldemort then ordered Malfoy’s father to kill him.’

‘Merlin, are you sure you heard right?’

‘Couldn’t be clearer if I stood next to them; he will try and get Malfoy back home in a week and then kill him.’

‘Why a week, why not tomorrow?’

‘Apparently Voldemort has other shows as he like to call them, seeing people be tortured and killed, so he doesn’t have time at the moment.’ Harry tried to think about what was the right thing to do, should he go to Dumbledore? But he hadn’t been at school for over one month; he was starting to think that the headmaster wouldn’t be back until the school ended. ‘I think I have to save Malfoy.’

‘Come one Harry, do you think going over and telling him that his father will kill him will make him believe or trust you? You have better chance at getting Hermione to buy herself her own house elf.’

‘I know, but I must at least try.’

‘Why don’t you go to McGonagall and tell her, she will surely help you.’

‘You know well enough that she thinks I’m over exaggerating; and she doesn’t trust me after my last show on the school grounds. Lucius Malfoy will go to Snape for help, but I can’t go and warn him because he is one of Voldemort’s mot loyal companions.’

‘You have thought a lot about it haven’t you?’

‘No, just something that occurred to me right now. I can’t remember every detail from the nightmare but I’m sure I saw Snape standing around Lucius with the rest of those pigs that was watching him.’

‘So what will you do?’ Harry knew he had to find a way to talk with Malfoy, and he probably needed help.

‘I need a way to be alone with him.’

‘Wait in the bathroom during lunch; he always goes there after he eats.’

‘How do you know that?’

‘Because I often need to go to the bathroom during that time; but make sure you are there before he goes, because if you come after then those baboons won’t let you in until he comes out.’

‘Thanks Ron; then it’s settled, I’ll try to talk with him tomorrow.’

‘Wait Harry, what are you going to tell him? At night I can see through Voldemort’s eyes and last night he was ordering your father to kill you?’

‘Do you have another plan?’

‘No, but think about ho much you want to tell him, try not to give him all the information, you newer know what he might use it for.’

‘Thanks Ron, lets go back to sleep, I’m afraid I will fall asleep in potions tomorrow if I don’t get any sleep now.’ They went back to their beds and fell asleep within the next minute.

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‘Harry, Ron told me about your dream yesterday, I think you should tell someone first.’ She surly knew how to interrupt his lunch.

‘Yeah, I told Ron and now you know; Hermione, you know as well as me that McGonagall won’t believe me.’

‘But there are so many other teachers you can tell.’

‘I know, but I don’t think their help would be so much better. I’m going to try and talk with him first.’

‘Just don’t try and do everything yourself.’ He knew she was right in a way but there was no one besides him that could handle the Slytherin git.

Harry finished his lunch and got up from his seat, he could see Malfoy was still eating and would probably be there another five minutes, but he had to move. With a short see you later to his friends he parted with them and went to the bathroom, once he was inside he sat down on one of the toilets and waited.

Harry was glad he left the tables when he did because not even one minute later he heard Malfoy enter. Harry took one last breath and opened the door; outside he saw the back of Malfoy standing in front of the urinal.

‘Malfoy, I need to talk with you.’ Malfoy probably knew someone was in the bathroom but was surprised that someone dared to talk with him, especially while he was in such a delicate state.

‘Potter! What the hell scar head, can’t you see that I’m busy?’

‘I’ll wait.’

‘Hell, now I can’t even go you bastard, what the hell are you trying to do? Explode my bladder?’

‘Shut up brat and listen, I should just leave you alone but then I’ll feel guilty as hell later.’

‘You’ll feel bad if you don’t annoy me while I’m taking a leak?’

‘If you continue like that I’ll let you die without even caring, so shut it Malfoy.’

‘Die? What are you talking about Potter, planning to kill me?’

‘Your father will try and get you to come home in a week, and then he will kill you in front of Voldemort.’

‘Yeah right, my father would do a lot for the Dark Lord but not kill me.’

‘Voldemort will kill him, your mother and you if he doesn’t.’ That made him think but Malfoy would never let Harry be right.

‘Your fantasizing Potter, get down on earth now. And if it should be right how the hell would you know? Taking midnight trips to the Dark Lord? Maybe you’re sharing his bed.’

‘You little stupid ass, just go ahead and die, I tried to warn you but you’re way too proud to think that I might be right.’ He didn’t bother spending another second looking at him; quickly he left the bathroom and went to Ron and Hermione.

‘How did it go?’

‘Your right, I have better chance getting Hermione to buy a house elf than getting him to listen.’ Hermione seemed to be offended by that remark and was looking at Ron with a glare that could burn a hole through him. ‘He pisses me off so much; I’ll let him get himself killed, that way we don’t have to deal with him anymore.’

‘Harry, even if he is a jerk that doesn’t mean he should die.’

‘Ron is right Harry, nobody deserves to be killed.’

‘I don’t care; I’m not going to go over to him again.’ Harry assured them that he wouldn’t think about Malfoy but the truth was that he couldn’t stop thinking about him and what evil would happen to him.