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Consequences	By : Aline Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 33797 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This chapter has been beta-ed by Shelly Ann

Chapter 02. Confrontations.

Draco Malfoy was in front of his
Head of House�s office door, wishing he could just leave and ignore the direct
order from the potions master to report, he had been avoiding the man all day,
not wanting to see the utter disappointment that was sure to be in his eyes. He
was after all his uncle, and his godfather. Damn Granger! This shouldn�t be
happening! What was he going to say? Sorry I didn�t make it to the initiation
Sir, but I was busy making my point to a stupid girl that got in my way? Raping
her? I know that couldn�t take me all night, but the funny thing is that, after
finishing, I foolishly let her stupefy me and I spent the rest of the night in
a bloody classroom! That would be appalling! If his father knew, Draco was sure
he�d be in deep trouble for being so careless as to let his victim get the
upper hand on him, and would be severely punished for it. Snape however, being
after all a Hogwarts� professor and having to keep appearances, would ask why
in hell Malfoy hadn�t just obliviated the girl in
question, so she wouldn�t go to Dumbledore and send him to Azkaban, besides
being pretty pissed of at him for being so stupid as to trespass the rules like
that.

He knew Snape wouldn�t punish
him for not being at his Death Eater initiation, but he knew he would demand a
reason for his absence, and Draco was not, for the life of him, going to tell
the truth. He had received a letter from his father in the morning, where he
had been told how very displeased Malfoy Senior was, it hadn�t been very
important, after all, he had never been good enough for his father. Never good
enough to live up to the Malfoy standard, but his father wasn�t here and he�d
deal with his punishment later. Now Severus Snape was his immediate problem, he
couldn�t go in there and say �Sorry
godfather, but the real thing is that I don�t actually see any advantages to
being a Death Eater, and I don�t want to be one� �He�d be dead on the spot!... Well, on second
thought maybe that wasn�t such a bad an idea, he had been planning to already
be dead anyway.

He had known for some years now,
thanks to his father, that all aspirants to become one of the Dark Lord
followers went through a dangerous test. You have only two ways of getting out
of the initiation, a Death Eater or a corpse, and Draco had been aiming for the
latter. He hadn�t seen any other way out. He couldn�t just refuse
and hide. His father would find him eventually, and then it would be much
worse. He absolutely refused to go to Dumbledore, he just didn�t like the man
and much less trust him, he was nothing but a racket old wizard, powerful yes,
but with the annoying tendency to manipulate all people around him, using their
flaws and weaknesses to make them what he wanted, he failed to see what was so
different between the Dark Lord and Dumbledore, both of them were bastards that
used people for their own purposes, only in a different way.

Draco was tired of being used,
tired of his life, of having to live up to someone else�s wishes, he didn�t
want anything to do with it anymore. Maybe he should go to the astronomy tower
and take a shortcut back to the ground, or maybe Granger would be so kind as to
tell wonder boy and the weasel what he had done and save him the trouble, for
they would surely kill him, but somehow he doubted she�d do anything to make
his crime known, he still didn�t know what had gotten in to him to lay hands on
her, maybe he had been so sure of his imminent death that he simply hadn�t
cared, maybe he just had wanted to make sure that someone would actually be
happy that he had ceased to exist. But she had stopped him, why had she done it
was beyond his comprehension.

He�ll have to leave it for
later, first things first, and he couldn�t make Professor Snape wait. Still
unsure of what he was going to say he called at the door, it opened at his
first touch and the potions master�s voice could be heard.

�Get in Mr. Malfoy.�

Breathing deeply, Draco braced
himself and entered. Professor Snape was behind his desk, grading reports; he
lifted his eyes briefly to signal a chair in front of him, the boy took a seat.
The teacher finished the last paper and put the lot of them besides, then
looked directly at Draco.

�Well Mr. Malfoy, I couldn�t
help but notice that you got bored of the Halloween feast early, not that it
was an important event, but it certainly was your last at Hogwarts.�

�Yes Sir, I was not entirely
comfortable.�

�I see, and did you seek solace
somewhere else? Many of your Housemates told me you didn't appear all night.�

�Here we go� Draco thought and gulped;
maybe his godfather would remain cryptic, and wouldn�t demand a direct answer
out of him.

�Well, I was doing some
thinking, time just passed by without noticing.�

�Thinking? Something troubles you Mr. Malfoy?�

�Oh no, not at all, only my entire family think is a great honour to
go and humiliate themselves at some mad man�s feet!� Draco couldn�t say that aloud, so he said instead:

�No Sir, I just realized life is
a bit... complicated.�

�Oh, considering your options
then. And have you made a final decision?�

�I have yes� �But someone had to come and spoil it�
He tried not to think about said someone.

�Is your father aware of that?�

�Not yet sir, I still have to
tell him that I am considering some choices, it will have to wait.�

�Wait? Why Mr. Malfoy? Some
second thoughts about your future?�

Snape was looking at him like he
could read his mind, Draco thought, not for the first time, that this would be
so much easier if at least his godfather wasn�t a Death Eater himself. True, he
never witnessed the man being over cruel to anyone, like his father was, but he
had seen him in the meetings that took place at Malfoy manor, even before the
return of the Dark Lord... and recently he had seen his mark. He was not
willing to accept the fact, that the only man he truly respected was one more
of the fools that pledged their lives to make true the worthless ideal of a
dark wizard, who didn�t consider his followers as more than mere tools, but he
couldn�t deny it, and he knew he could not trust his uncle.

�No Sir, only wondering if it
wouldn�t be better to finish school before I make any other moves, there are so
many people watching me already, many of them would realize if I happen to do
things out of the ordinary.� � �Like
having my arm branded with the dark mark�

�Mmm,
I see... so, you want to finish your studies before fulfilling your father�s
expectancies?�

�Yes Sir, I feel I�ll still be
able to learn useful things in the time I have.�

�I was under the impression that
you already know all the magic you�ll need young Malfoy.�

�Sir, there are other things
besides magic.�

Snape seemed to be considering this,
Draco wished it was enough. He knew it wouldn�t be for his father, but he had
the hope that his uncle won�t be too eager to see him among the Dark Lord�s
ranks, after all, he had always supported his mother Narcissa when she opposed
to the idea of Lucius taking her son to meet the Dark
Lord before, saying he was still too young. The potions master finally reached
a conclusion.

�Fine Mr. Malfoy, you seem to be
quite sure that it�s the best way to take, and maybe you can discover some
valuable information for your own benefit. I�ll see that your father is aware
of this. You can leave.�

�Thank you, Sir.�

Draco had to stop himself from
sighing in relief; he stood and walked out of the office, feeling as if he had
got through the wizarding tournament all by himself. He
had bought some time; he just had to find out exactly what to do with it.

Snape watched the boy leave with
much more confidence than he arrived, it had been a nice surprise, and a
welcomed one, not having seen the young Malfoy among the little group of
initiates that cowered at the Dark Lord�s feet on Halloween night. To say that Lucius Malfoy had not been pleased was an understatement.
The blond had been furious! He had given his son the order, in no uncertain
terms, to be there to accept the Dark Mark. Malfoy had been confident that the
boy was ready to be honoured in such a way and was powerful enough to pass the
initiation test, he had been counting on it to impress the Dark Lord, and
reinforce his own status among the Death Eaters, which had been hard to
maintain since he escaped Azkaban a year ago. And Draco hadn�t been there!
Whatever the reason, it hardly mattered why, the fact was that he hadn�t gone,
he had disobeyed his father, and with that he had showed that maybe he wasn�t
so fond of the future he had been taught to be destined to after all.

It was a direct affront to
Malfoy Senior; the boy had practically refused his father�s authority. It was
an insult that Lucius would surely punish as soon as
he got his hands on his son. The only thing that had saved Malfoy from the Dark
Lord�s wrath, was that he hadn�t informed his master of the expected arrival of
his heir, his plan had been to fake surprise at Draco�s
earnest will to serve the Dark Lord, and then emphasize the fact that a Malfoy
had more incentive and courage than the rest of the wizards. The Death Eaters,
Snape included, had lost no time in laughing at his expense for his ruined
plan, and some had taunted him with the statement that his son was not so loyal
to the cause as he liked to say, that he had chickened out seeing that he was
not so powerful as he believed, or maybe he even wasn�t a real Dark wizard,
maybe he even had turned traitor. Yes, Lucius was
furious with his son.

Snape on the other hand, had
been utterly pleased, both at the humiliation of Lucius
and at Draco�s absence, he and his cousin, Narcissa,
had been trying to lessen the influence of her husband on the boy without being
too obvious, it seemed like they had succeed a little, at least Draco was
starting to make his own choices. Severus still wasn�t so sure if the boy
really intended to become a Death Eater later, a little more ready for the task,
or if he simply had started to consider it more carefully. Narcissa was sure it
was the last and Snape really hoped so. Draco was in his own right a powerful
and intelligent wizard, it would be a shame if he pledged his alliance to a man
that would give him nothing but humiliation and death. Well, he had made his
move, while the boy stayed in Hogwarts he�d be safe from his father and Snape
knew it. He didn�t know what Draco�s last choice
would be but there was still time. He was sure that the young man would ponder
his options carefully. He really hoped his godson would avert from the faith
that he himself had unwisely accepted so long ago.

Draco made his the way to
Slytherin house. It was already late and the dungeons were lonely but he didn�t
mind. He had to think of what to do now that he had practically assured his
uncle he�d be ready to take the Dark Mark at the end of the school year. For
now he was breathing more freely, his most immediate trouble had been, if not
completely solved, at least postponed.

It was a relief to see that the
man hadn�t been disappointed for Draco�s
disobedience. Maybe he believed it was too soon for his nephew to enter the
circle of the Dark Lord�s followers. Whatever the reason, he had in a way
supported Draco�s choice over his father�s, and the
boy was feeling grateful for it. Perhaps he could nurse the hope of trusting
his uncle and speaking to him of his doubts. Snape had been a good counsellor
in the past; maybe he could help Draco with his dilemma. The blond shook his
head, to trust his godfather he had to first be sure that he wouldn�t end up
betrayed at his father�s mercy. He�d pay more attention to his uncle and then he�d
see if he could trust him.

In the meantime, Draco had
suggested that he could use his time at Hogwarts learning valuable things, and
his uncle would probably want to question him from time to time, to see if he
had been making advances. It wouldn�t be much trouble; already the majority of
his house mates had unwisely revealed to him quite a lot of things. He just had
to choose which ones he would say to their potions professor.

It was almost funny, when he had
finally managed to get to his common room after having escaped from the
classroom where Granger locked him in, all the Death Eater�s children had been
already told that he hadn�t made an appearance to the initiation as expected,
and many had been seeing him as a traitor, but still Draco had been rather
shocked when some of them had showed him support. Then there was all the
faction of Slytherin that were openly opposed to the Dark Lord, and upon seeing
his lack of Dark Mark, had taken it for granted that he had refused the dark
side, and had been congratulating him all day.

His fellow seventh years had all
kinds of reactions. Crabbe and Goyle had known him
since childhood, and for some reason, they thought that Draco was always right
about everything. He knew they would even take his word over their parents�.
Whichever side the blond chose, both of them would follow. As for the others,
all the girls, except Pansy Parkinson who was not talking to him, seemed to be
considering things, Theodore Nott had confronted him straight, even called him
a blood traitor, and Zabini was just ignoring him, simply for the reason that
the boy was still not so sure himself of his choice, but it had seemed that Draco�s refusal to the initiation had pushed him towards
doing the same. Other students that had been neutral or undecided had looked to
him as example.

He was sure that by the next
day, all of his house would have thought about things and many would regret
having been so open with him, but the damage was already done. Draco knew in
what side each one of his housemates was standing, and he was sure that now
Dumbledore would find many supporters among the Slytherins. The boy snorted at
the irony. It seemed that his little �accident�
in the forbidden forest had unintentionally helped the old bat.

His �accident��

Now he could start worrying
about that. Granger had been intent in stopping him for no apparent reason. It
was pretty obvious that she hadn�t told anyone what had happened and Draco
wanted to know why. He knew that approaching her and just asking was out of the
question as she had hated him since their first year. Surely now her hate had
intensified but still she had stopped him and he had the odd feeling that she
wouldn�t tell anybody what he had done to her. He wanted to know why and he was
going to come up with a way to find out.
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