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Draco
stared out the window in his room. He
loved being a Prefect. The perks far
outweighed all the boring meetings that he had to attend. Slytherin didn’t even really need Prefects,
they always just looked to the most influential families who were attending the
school and went to them for advice and Draco was one of them so it was natural
that he was nominated to Prefect status.
But the Slytherins only came at set times and they were rather well
behaved, rarely overstepping their bounds and if they did overstep them they
had to deal with Draco Malfoy and no one wanted that because when Draco was
called in he was never in a pleasant mood.
He was
a Sixth Year this year and not even the Seventh Years crossed him or even
attempted to make him angry. They
weren’t smart enough or stupid enough to try something foolish that would get
them expelled or even killed that is if Draco was involved. Everyone feared the Malfoy name and what it
stood for. Even the Slytherin’s
who knew that his father was dead knew that Draco
wasn’t to be crossed because he was just as frightening without his father
backing him.
He knew
more in the field of the Dark Arts than any other Slytherin. He had known more than them by the time he
had entered into his Fifth Year. Even now
he continued to study and improve upon his knowledge in that arena. Draco generally enjoyed learning and making
sure that he was at the top of most of his classes. Next year he hoped to make Head Boy.
“Draco?”
A soft voice came from the other side of his door making him start
briefly. “Are you in there?”
He
recognized that voice almost instantly.
“Come in,” He called out opening the door with a charm.
Blaise quickly shut the door behind him.
“If
anyone asks I came in here for help with Arithmancy,”
Blaise said quickly looking around to make sure that they really were alone.
“Good
excuse,” Draco commented without getting off his bed but he gestured to a chair
for Blaise to sit in if he wanted. “What is it Zabini? What have you come here for?”
“I’m
just checking in to make sure that you are freely joining the Order,” Blaise
said looking over at him still standing as though unsure of his place and even
more unsure of Malfoy’s response. “Among a few other things.”
“Yes I
am joining,” Draco said calmly rising and taking a seat in a chair, watching as
Blaise took the other one across from him. “I told you that last night and a Malfoy
sticks to their word and I won’t be breaking that tradition just yet Zabini. I want my
revenge as well, even more than I did before.
What else is there Blaise?”
“When
you’re a part of the Order expect a few surprises,” Blaise said quietly looking
into the fire, knowing that he was about to say things that he was sure Harry
didn’t want him to say. “They won’t be
bad one’s necessarily.
I’m glad you’re joining Draco.
You’re one of the few people who can challenge Harry anymore besides a
select other few of course.”
“Of
course Blaise,” Draco drawled not really
understanding what was being said to him because everything still appeared to
be mostly normal. “Do you really need
help with your Arithmancy homework Zabini?”
“No,” Blaise remarked stiffly and slightly offended that Draco
would think he was that stupid. “I’ll
just say I had you check on an answer for me.”
“Now
get lost Zabini,” Draco said looking pointedly at the door and standing, his
irritation beginning to show through a bit.
“Tell Potter same time, same place.”
“I
will,” Blaise smirked knowingly at him as he moved to
the door. “Don’t be surprised if you’re
not the only one there.”
Draco
watched as Blaise shut the door softly behind him. It had been an interesting visit to say the
least but Draco hadn’t been at all surprised to have Blaise pass along
information that didn’t really help him.
But Blaise was always known for spouting off random comments
that didn’t make a bit of sense or the meaning was completely hidden and often
wouldn’t come to light until much later on.
Draco wasn’t even going to try and figure out what his purpose had been
for coming. Blaise
was simply Blaise, there was no other appropriate
explanation to pin on him at least no explanation that any one had been able to
make stick. He shook his head in disgust
that he even cared so much about why Blaise had shown
up and what his message really meant.
The day
passed smoothly for Draco with no problems or anymore surprise
visitations. At lunch he saw Harry get
two letters and remembered suddenly that he had been getting a least one note
everyday during one of the meals but for some reason that fact hadn’t really
stuck out before. He watched the raven
haired youth read them. He showed no
emotion. Draco was pleased with that
somehow knowing that it would come in useful that Harry was so stoic, much like the Potions Master.
He looked over at Snape who
suddenly raised his gaze and looked straight at Draco as though measuring him
and finally when he found him to meet his standards he nodded politely, which
Draco returned. He knew that Snape was
smart, smarter than he was and he also knew that he was involved in this whole
Order thing in some way other than being a member. He was glad that Snape was involved, he would
help make everything work.
At midnight he was waiting up above for Harry who
arrived right on time. Just as he himself had done the day before.
“Harry,”
Draco inclined his head in greeting.
“Draco,”
Harry returned the greeting looking smoothly over at Draco. “I asked the others to give us fifteen
minutes alone and that’s all the time we’ll have before they come up, in case
you were wondering where everyone else was.
Have you thought it over carefully and thoroughly, reached your final
answer?”
“Yes,”
Draco said looking him right in the eye, unmoving and unafraid of what he was
committing himself to. “I’ve decided to
join your little crusade to kill the bastard as you so elegantly put it last
night.”
“You’re
the first person to join me freely,” Harry told him bluntly and truthfully
uncaring of how it sounded or appeared to be.
“Everyone else did so because they were too close to me or because I
held something over their heads and backed them into a corner until they agreed
to help. But one thing that they all
have in common is that they all believe in this cause now. Let me tell you one thing though Draco. You are to tell no one about the Order or
tell anyone anything that we talk about, not even to Dumbledore because if you
do Voldemort will be the least of your worries.”
“Is
that a threat Potter?” Draco smirked at him, finding it rather amusing that
Harry Potter was threatening him, because he was one who was very knowledgeable
in the Dark Arts, although Potter was as well.
“No,”
Harry said softly looking him over casually but inspecting him as one would a
painting or perhaps a complex riddle before his expression became closed and
when Harry met his eyes Draco felt a chill enter into his body. “It’s a promise.”
“I
wouldn’t cross him on that Mr. Malfoy,” Snape drawled stepping out of the
shadows to stand on the right side of Harry with an amused glint in his eyes as
he looked over at Draco who still stood speechless at Harry’s firm promise. “He’s very persuasive and he’s had plenty of
practice at extortion and blackmail if you were wondering how he’ll get you to
agree to his terms. It’s certainly not
the Gryffindor thing to do, but Harry’s never done anything the proper way as
you should have caught on to by now.”
“You
have nothing on me Potter,” Draco said with confidence that he didn’t really
feel at the moment.
“Don’t
be to sure on that Draco,” Snape warned him with a small evil smile since he
was taking enormous pleasure in this exchange of delivering veiled promises and
threats. “As someone in the Order is
bound to have something on you and any of us would gladly spill our souls to
Harry on any information we have that might be in any way helpful to him.”
“But
you’re the Head of Slytherin,” Draco protested catching Snape’s thinly veiled
threat instantly and not liking it one bit, especially as he knew that even if
Snape didn’t have anything on him personally he had things on the Malfoy name
and his father. “You’re supposed to help
the Slytherin’s not rat us out to Potter’s little
club.”
“The
Order of Godric and Salazar outweighs even you and
your family,” Snape pointed out to him with grave seriousness that caused Draco
to stare at him in mild disbelief. “We
do what we have to so that we may ensure complete secrecy and trust among one
another, which is vital to our survival and the completion of our ultimate
goal. And we’re willing to go to any
lengths to keep it that way. We have no
secrets here, none, Mr. Malfoy and I expect you to remember that. The only secrets we have lay here within the
Order itself and they travel no further except to other members.
“Also some of us in the Order have
objected to your joining until a few things were pointed out to us. You would be a very valuable asset to our cause, that none of us can deny but we’ll all be watching
you and covering our tracks in case anything goes wrong and you decide to
betray us. Many feel that is what will
most likely happen now that we’ve accepted you.
But I don’t expect that anything like that shall transpire, will it Mr.
Malfoy?”
Draco mutely shook his head in
response, unable to voice anything.
Moments
later Ron, Hermione, Lupin and Zabini came up next
and took their seats on the warmed blanket that Harry had spread out for
them. Madame White, Fred and George,
Ginny and Krum came soon after. Everyone
was present and accounted for.
“Quite
an interesting mix you have here Harry,” Draco smirked at Ron who glared
furiously back at him but remained silent after a look from Harry.
“There’s
a reason for it,” Zabini said sticking up for the red-haired youth, something
he wouldn’t have done in public unless the circumstances were extreme,
circumstances that would have lead to death or someone finding out about the
Order. “We Slytherin’s
hold Salazar’s qualities but Harry is a blend of both his and Godric Gryffindor’s. Our
abilities are evenly matched and our traits are a perfect blend almost. Yin and Yang so to speak.”
Draco
glared at Blaise but declined to make any sort of
come back to his little speech. He was
still a little overcome by Snape’s speech and now Blaise’s
defense of the Weasel.
“Explain
why they’re all here,” He said turning to Harry expectantly like a child would
do to a parent.
“Snape
knows the most about Dark Arts here, working knowledge that is,” Harry began
looking at Draco with some amount of disdain which no one who was assembled missed. “Remus is a werewolf and will be useful on
the field and he’s good at countering the Dark Arts. Ron, Hermione and Ginny are going to protect
me out on the field and help get rid of the Death Eaters who stand in my
way. Madame White helps get us new
material to study and learn. Krum will
be in the air organizing us like a general would because strategy is his
specialty. Zabini will be our turncoat,
our spy who will betray joining Voldemort’s cause at
the last battle. Fred and George develop
useful products just for our use alone.
Charlie is going to try to
provide us with a dragon or two and failing that he will be on a broom as will
Bill Weasely. Bill is an expert with
curses. Of course they’re not here since
they don’t live in England. And Percy is watching everything that he can
at the Ministry and keeping them off our backs and our tracks covered.”
“Quiet
an assortment,” Draco said at last looking off into the distance thinking
rapidly. “And all of them have their
uses. Well done. It seemed as though they were just thrown
together but I see that you actually thought this one out Potter. I suppose congratulations are in order.”
“We
weren’t just simply ‘thrown together’ as you so eloquently put it,” Lupin said still standing off to one side of the group that
was seated before Harry, Snape and Draco.
“Actually you’ll find that Harry is quite resourceful and more dangerous
than you ever would have thought of him to be.
Whatever you think about any of us, whatever opinions or character flaws
you think you know of get rid of them now.
They’ll do you no good here. Do
you know how long the Order of Godric and Salazar has been around? How long it’s been since we’ve had a new
member?”
Draco
shook his head in reply.
“It’s
been around for almost a year and a half,” Hermione supplied the information
readily enough. “And think about all of
Fifth Year and how Harry and the rest of us acted. The last one of us joined more than eight
months ago.”
“All
very well acted,” Draco commented.
“It’s
more than that,” Zabini said softly looking over at Harry before turning back
to Draco. “Much more. We all have one goal, to get Harry in close
enough to kill the Dark Lord or help him kill the Dark Lord. We’re united by that goal too Draco. If we think that you might endanger the
secrecy or safety of this group there will be problems and they’ll be all
yours. Nothing will be able to stick on
any of us. We have our tracks covered,
we watch each other’s backs. While we’ll
watch yours we’ll also be watching you to see if you betray us.”
“In
other words,” Ron smiled maliciously at his rival as he proudly informed him of
the punishment. “You’ll be taking a walk
into the Dark Forest.”
“That
doesn’t scare me,” Draco scoffed.
“It
should,” Snape leered maliciously at him and he said his next sentence with a
certain amount of perverse pleasure. “After all, it’s no ideal threat.”
“Remember
the Hufflepuff third year?” Fred asked with a grin as
he spoke.
“The one who snuck out late at night?” George added happily
as though they were talking about a pleasant new invention. “Into the Dark Forest?”
Draco
nodded.
“We
grabbed him,” Fred stated without feeling.
“And dispposed of him,” George finished with finality.
“He
knew too much,” They both said looking at one another with huge grins back on
their faces.
“You
killed a student?” Draco asked looking a little sick at the thought that they
had dared to do so right under Dumbledore’s nose, and get away with it no less.
“Something
like that,” Harry said softly when he noticed that Draco was looking at him
funny. “I didn’t kill him though. We just used several memory charms that are
very old and complicated before sending him to Italy
to a host family willing to look after him once I created a new memory base for
him. He was an innocent, there was no
need to kill him. Still willing to
join?”
“I’m
still joining,” Draco said looking Harry right in the eye, knowing it was too
late to back down because they’d hinted at what would happen if he backed out
now. “It’s too late for you to try and
change my mind and if you don’t want me anymore that’s
just too damn bad because you’re stuck with me now Potter.”
“Welcome
then,” Harry smiled at him.
“Here
are the ground rules for you Malfoy,” Snape said looking down at him after
moving closer to Harry. “And you have to
follow them because you’re new to the Order and not all of us trust you. Remus, the rules if you
please.”
“First
off Draco,” Remus Lupin’s gold eyes were eerily
bright in the dark. “Stay distanced from
Crabbe and Goyle like you
have been for the past few weeks.
Distance yourself from the Slytherins but make sure that your power,
respect and position are not diminished by doing so. Have Zabini be your
go-between, have him be your little secretary.
He’s quite good with spells and charms.”
“I’ve
already done that,” Draco said simply.
“But I’ll start using Blaise and make them
used to it. Is there anyone else in
Slytherin you’ve had your sight on to join this little group of yours? If so you might want to tell me now.”
“That’s
not important,” Harry cut in quickly.
“Well
then I don’t see how I’m supposed to help you get them to join then,” Draco
spit out, eyes flashing.
“I
haven’t made up my mind whether I want them to join,” Harry said quietly trying
to diffuse a possible fight in the works.
“I want to see how you do first of all.
As soon as I decide about the other members in question I’ll let you
know. Now let’s move onto to other
business for the night. Remus, can we
get any extra help for providing the potion to our allies?”
“Most
are leaning that way,” Remus admitted with a grin. “But it needs to be most of them otherwise if
we try and get them to help there might be a civil problem amongst them. The potion is very tempting to them though
because it’s hard to find anyone willing to make it every month and even harder
to find someone who can make it well so that the effects aren’t as bad as they
usually are when the potion can be had.”
“Get me
an answer as quickly as you can,” Harry told him. “But don’t push them too much. Does anyone know if Percy’s found anything?”
“So far
he hasn’t,” Ginny spoke up quickly. “He
said that he is having to tread carefully because his
boss is suspecting that he’s doing something shady but he’ll have him thrown
off his trail shortly.”
“Good,”
Harry said with a tiny frown at this information. “If one of you could try
and arrange a meeting with Pecry whenever he’s next
available. I need to speak with
him. Fred and George, how do we stand
with funding?”
“We’re
up two hundred,” Fred supplied.
“And
we’re coming up with a new toy,” George winked.
“It
should be quite splendid,” Fred grinned.
“For
our special customers that is,” George drawled and then flashed his own grin at
Harry and everyone else.
Harry
nodded approvingly at them.
“Harry,”
Hermione spoke up. “Bill sent me some
new charms to try out. I’ll teach
everyone separately since it’s easier that way.
We’re going to need a place to practice them and different times so no
one is suspicious.”
“That
can be arranged,” Snape said smoothly without a hitch.
“Is
there any other pressing business?” Harry asked looking around at all the
faces. “No? Good.
If no one else wants the floor I suggest than we all go to bed since
tomorrow we have classes and work.”
Madame
White stood and went up to Harry slipping him a tiny package of fudge. She was always doing little things like that
because she felt that he didn’t eat enough, which was partially true. Harry was just too busy and stressed to eat
properly but he wasn’t too underweight, Severus made sure of that as best he
could and everyone who was in the Order knew that.
“Now
Harry,” She said in her slight French accent that was only detectable when she
was among friends. “You need to take
better care of yourself. We can’t let a
good sneeze being the end of you my boy.
That’s some home made fudge I did up especially for you.”
“Thank
you very much Madame White,” Harry said with a smile.
She
left soon after that along with Viktor Krum who was staying the night at her
house in Hogsmeade. Next to leave were
Ginny, Remus, Fred and George who had all been up since very early in the
morning and in another week Remus would be changing into a werewolf so he
needed as much rest as he could grab.
Soon the only people left were Draco, Blaise,
Ron and Hermoine and Snape along with Harry.
“Are
you doing all right there Harry?” Ron asked looking at his best friend with
some concern. “You seem to be a little
out of it.”
“I’m
fine Ron,” Harry said evenly.
“Are
you really?” Blaise asked.
“Yes,”
Harry’s tone was clipped. “I’m
fine. I’m just a little tired is
all. I didn’t sleep well last night.”
“Did
you have more nightmares?” Hermione asked sympathetically.
“No,”
Harry said. “Just couldn’t sleep.”
“So
Potter gets special attention?” Draco mocked.
“His
nightmares are things that Voldemort has actually done or is doing,” Snape
coldly informed him. “We need to coddle
him a little. No one else could bear
what he has already borne all on his own.”
“Everyone
leave please,” Harry stated firmly. “I
need to be alone. I need to think.”
They
all left him. Snape being the last to
leave after making sure that Harry knew he could come down to his rooms anytime
Harry wished.
Harry
looked up at the dark sky. Clouds
obscured the stars that night but the light wind felt refreshing after being
inside all day. He realized soon enough
that he was no longer alone. Draco stood
not far off looking out into the dark.
Harry stared at him briefly and ignored him. The two stood in silence and by some unspoken
signal they both went back to their beds.
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