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Hogwarts, A Mystery	By : Marionne25 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 3452 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's Notes:
Fresh new chapter!!!
I've been terribly busy lately because of the upcoming music recital of my students. And today, I got up really early to do this and finish some other errands and cancelled out work because my piano will finally be brought in my apartment at the highrise from my mom''s old house.
So yay for that.

How is everyone doing? Halfway through the week. You'll make it guys.

PS
I already fixed the shitty formatting problem on my posts of this story at fanfic.net so you can check it out for those who prefer reading at that site.

Other than, lots of love

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Chapter Two
Visitors

“Why did you not wake me up?” Harry irritably asked Hermione and Ron as he reached the Great Hall for breakfast.

He had a terrible night filled with nightmares that he barely had a good sleep that he was able to go through a comfortable sleep late morning.

“First period is not for another hour.” Hermione informed him as she handed him his ready-made drawn up schedule she made the previous night for the three of them.

“Thanks.” Harry said taking it to read and giving her a genuine smile to thank her and to apologize for the previous night’s slight argument.

“It’s nothing.” Hermione said with a small smile back at him giving him the look that clearly said ‘It’s over and done. Let’s begin again’ kind of morning look.

“You were dreaming the whole night.” Ron said as he ate through his breakfast.
He quickly stopped speaking when Hermione gave him a dark look.

“Sorry.” Ron said giving Harry a reluctant look. “You were dreaming.”
“Nightmares.” Harry told the two of them knowing he can’t hide from it. “Been having it all summer. I don’t know how to get rid of it.”

Hermione and Ron looked at one another knowing that this was all due to the emotional effect of Sirius’ death on Harry.

“You’ll be fine.” Hermione confidently said staying positive. “Once the school gets tough, you’ll be too tired and you’ll get a better sleep through the night.”

“I hope so.” Harry said in a mournful look as he folded his paper with the schedule. “Because I can’t go through the year like this.”

“How come we’re having Potions first?” Ron asked as he read through his schedule. “I thought that’s afternoon tomorrow?”

“Change of schedule was on the board this morning at the Common Room.” Hermione said. “I told you two to keep on reading that board for useful and important announcements.”

“So why the change?” Ron asked obviously wanting to skip all other information.

“Didn’t say.” Hermione answered him with a raised brow. “They usually change when teacher has somewhere to go or important thing to do. I guess professor McGonagall has something to do for the headmaster. She almost never switches schedule. She’s supposed to be the first period.”

Ron continued reading through the schedule while Hermione kept telling them about the preparations they have to make for the upcoming assignments and the schedule of library work day they should be in.

While Ron remained uninterested, Harry remained quiet and indifferent towards the two of them.

“I was not able to book the Quidditch field for the first season practice schedule.” Ginny said as she joined them with Neville behind her reading his own schedule. “Malfoy blocked it. He was able to get the first two weeks’ good schedule.”

“Arse.” Ron said knowing how they’d have a hard time getting better schedules for the third week. “Hey Harry, there’s Cho..”

The three of them turned their heads as they saw Cho Chang enter the Great Hall for breakfast with her friend Marietta.

“Traitor.” Ginny spitefully said staring at their direction as they walked to their own house table

“Forget it, Gin.” Hermione said shaking her head. “That’s last year.”

“Yeah. But maybe you’d like to try and remember what we went through because of her.” Ginny said still eyeing Cho darkly as she sat over their table. “I’d do anything to one chance to get back.”

“Not worth your time.” Hermione reminded her as she too stared darkly at the direction of Cho Chang and her friends. “Look at her.. she’s.. just.. “

“Forget it.” Harry said. “Just forget her. She wrote me a letter over the summer.” Harry said suddenly remembering the note.

“What did she say?” Ginny quickly asked, eyes wide. “You didn’t tell us.”

“I almost forgot about it.” Harry said with a hint of annoyance. “She just sent me a note to apologize.”

“And what did you say?” Hermione asked him with a raised brow.

“I forgot to reply.” Harry said telling the truth. “I did forget to reply because this was the time I got professor McGonagall’s letter telling me the possible date of my pickup from the Dursleys to be taken at Ron’s.”

Harry stared at the table where Cho sat having breakfast with her friends now.

“You think she’s mad at me?” Harry said. “I saw her at the train station. Tried to say hi and she didn’t.. I think she might be mad I was unable to reply.”

“Who cares?” Hermione and Ginny exclaimed together glaring back at Cho’s direction.

“I mean, really. She’s not worth your time, Harry.” Ginny snapped at him as she reached over the table for some more sausages. “I don’t think you should. Remember that she didn’t care when we almost fell off our arses when she sold the rest of us.”

“Ginny’s right.” Ron said staring at the Ravenclaw table. “She’s not worth your time, Harry.”

Harry didn’t say anything.

Despite what Cho Chang’s friend had done, he still felt like he wanted to hear her side of the story.

He didn’t like her as much as he did before. But he felt like he had to say something to her after her apology letter that he never had a chance to respond to.

“Maybe I’ll just talk to her after the first period.” Harry said as they prepared to leave the Great Hall about half an hour later. “Or something like that.”

“Suit yourself.” Ginny said as she took her bag with Neville. “We warned you already. She’s not worth your time and if you ask me, not worth anything at all. She can’t be trusted.”

Hermione opened her mouth to say something but Ginny already hugged her and bid her goodbye and the two other boys as she headed with Neville to the library for something before all their own classes begin in another hour.

The trio headed for the library in Hermione’s request when halfway there, they met up with Draco Malfoy who was blocking their way.

He was smiling in an alarming way as if he had done something that they should be alert about.

“Someone’s happy.” Hermione snapped at him as he and his friends blocked their direction. “Christmas got cancelled?”

Draco’s eyes slowly moved from Harry then at Hermione who quickly moved forward to block him from getting anywhere near Harry.

He sneered at them and gave Hermione a deep kind of look.

“What?” Hermione snapped at him slightly uncomfortable at the way Draco was staring at her.

He smirked at her and his eyes moved from her face and down her hips and legs and back again.

“If you weren’t a Mudblood Granger, you actually look really good up close.” Draco drawled at her with a perverted smile over his face. “Too bad you got dirty blood.”

“Why you stupid bast-“ Ron moved forward but Hermione stopped him immediately.

She stared back at him with a smirk over her face; she was no longer affected by these words that Draco delighted on taunting her.

“Clearly Malfoy, you got yourself some confidence.” Hermione haughtily told him. “Too bad I’m interested with someone who has bigger brains and balls.”

Draco’s eyes widened and his face was suddenly red in anger and humiliation at her words.

He moved forward in a threatening manner but had quickly stopped when McGonagall passed by with the other teachers and Snape had called Draco to follow him immediately.

Hermione smirked when Draco looked back at her.

“You sneaky little-” Draco said knowing that the only reason Hermione had said those words was because she expected Draco to attack when she clearly saw the teachers drawing nearer their direction from Draco’s back.

Hermione only smiled at him with a little wave of her hand as he hurried away as Snape waited for him to follow.

“Why do you have this in your bag?” Hermione asked as later they settled in Potions’ class.

She had wanted an extra set of parchments when Harry handed over his bag and she had accidentally reached for the knife that Sirius had given Harry.

Harry quickly grabbed it from her and pocketed it.

“I keep it there.” Harry said. “Just incase.”

“Just incase of what?” Ron and Hermione asked together giving him a questioning glare over their faces.

If anything, the other two silently agreed that Harry wasn’t really well into losing Sirius and keeping things of Sirius close to him told them exactly that he was more than missing his godfather but was too ashamed to admit it to anyone.

“Anything you’d like to share, Potter?” Draco asked as he passed them by the classroom after taking something from the shelf at the back of the class.

“None of your bloody business.” Harry lashed back at him giving him another look.

“Sod off, Malfoy.” Ron said staring pissed right up at Draco.

He smiled at them, a wide and triumphant look over his face as he stood nearby their table.

Draco stared back at the three of them, a glint in his eyes as he stared at their angry faces and was about to say something at Hermione’s direction when the door opened and Snape went right through.

Students quickly shuffled back to their own tables and began taking out quills and parchments to begin taking notes as after a wave of his wand, Snape had already given clear instructions for the lecture and potion for the day.

“Memento?” Hermione whispered after a while as for half an hour, they did nothing but copy all the writing on the board that kept on rewriting itself after half a minute’s worth that each student had to keep up on copying what was written on the board.

“Yes, Miss Granger?” Snape asked silkily turning to Hermione’s direction.

He gave her a look and Hermione stared back at him with a conflicted look over her face.

“This is for seventh year, sir.” Hermione said. “Are we doing advance lectures this year?” she asked in a clear voice.

Snape stared at her for a moment then he pursed his lips as he turned to her, slowly walking to the direction of the trio.

“As always..” Snape whispered coldly. “Quiet observant and quite out of place to question people in the right position and authority above yours.”

“Please sir.” Hermione said. “I just wanted to ask-“

“Obviously, we are doing something advance this year.” Snape pointed out at her a cold glint in his eyes. “I believe I am the teacher here and therefore I have all the right to-“

“Memento is a kind of Memory Potion, sir, isn’t that right?” Hermione interrupted him with a determined look over her face. “But this can’t be studied unless we’ve all taken advance potions because there are three previous, individual potions needed to create this. If we do Memento before we all learn the other three concoction that make up-“

“How about detention on Friday, Miss Granger?” Snape suggested as he moved closer to them. “For speaking out of turn and for questioning the teacher’s-“

“How about you lay off Hermione?” Harry spoke staring straight at Snape and giving him all the look of hatred he had been harboring for as long as he could remember.

The Gryffindors halted their writing and the Slytherins smirked at their direction knowing this wasn’t going to be good.

Snape slowly turned his gaze at Harry and everyone else stared with batted breath at the sight of Snape glaring down at Harry.

“What did you just tell me, Potter?” Snape slowly asked him with a deep and dark stark in his eyes.

Hermione held Harry’s hand under the table but Harry edged away from her.

“I said.” Harry spat at him. “How about you leave her alone for speaking the truth.”

The Potions Master stared back at Harry a look of silent fury in his eyes.

“Would you like to join her in detention?” he asked him slowly. “I am more than glad to enable you that little-“

“I don’t care what you want to do with me.” Harry answered him through gritted teeth and a challenge to his tone. ““I really don’t care. Lay off, Hermione.”

Snape’s black eyes glinted.

“Detention.” Snape firmly said. “On Friday. With Miss Granger. At three in my office. Should anyone else question today’s lecture will be very much welcome to join the two of them on Friday.”

Silence spread throughout the room as no one else dared to speak.

“Good..” Snape whispered straightening up and moving away from the spot where the three sat. “Then if there is no one else here willing to make unnecessary commentary over my lecture, let us continue.”

Harry opened his mouth but Hermione stopped him by reaching for his wrist and gently holding his hand over.

“Don’t.” Hermione whispered edging him to just write down the notes again. “Not worth it. Let’s just go through this class. It’s really fine.”

And despite that it wasn’t fine for him, Harry settled back over his chair staring reluctantly at Hermione’s hurt facial expression and all the while.

Despite all the hatred for the man, he tried to focus over the lecture to not further damage anything else for Hermione who stared back at him with pleading eyes that told him that she just wanted to get through the day’s lesson.

After another class, one more free period till lunch came and passed and after two more classes, they finally reached the last class for the day – Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Gryffindors and other students who already had an earlier class that day with Laura Veregnicea told everyone else who hasn’t taken her class one thing – she was not a woman to be crossed.

“She makes the subject seem potentially lethal than defensive.”
“Dumbledore must have been out of his mind to hire her.”
“There is something horribly wrong with her.”
“You gotta have stomach to take in her class.”
“She’s just entirely.. different than the rest we’ve ever had and we have had a lot.”

“Will you please just try to relax?” Hermione told the other two as they debated over the comments of the students who already had a chance to take Laura Veregnicea’s class.

“She’s going to murder Harry by the end of the year.” Ron joked as they reached the classroom where the others were still settling down.

Harry almost half smiled at the comment – something he had done for the first time for the day.

Hermione smiled at them both as they entered and was able to take the front row seats as no one else obviously wanted to take them in fear of Laura’s yet to be known style of teaching.

In Quirell’s time, the room had been decorated with unusual things. In Lockhart’s time, the walls were just plastered with his photographs. Lupin’s time had been the most interesting as it was filled with interesting things they studied for their class while in Mad-Eye Moody’s time it had been filled with all the other scary Dark artifacts. Umbridge’s time was well – all pink, flowery and something to do with a cat.

However, everything was clearly different this time around – everything was, well, normal.

It looked nothing out of the ordinary and something very similar to a Muggle classroom and closest to it was a few of Lupin’s decors or rather classroom set up.

The room had added a few more bookshelves that housed a lot of books and as Hermione quickly noticed, were rare selections that must have been from their new professor’s personal collection. Other than these, the only other objects in the classroom were to very, very large and heavily locked trunks at the very end of the room.

“Reckon there’s someone inside it?” Dean joked around the room as he pointed them over to the others.

The trio looked at one another remembering how Mad Eye moody had been stuck in his own trunk for months – a luggage trunk that was only slightly small than the pair that was at the end of the room.

“How much do you bet?” Ron said turning to Dean and smiling over at Neville who looked stricken at the idea of it.

“Oh, don’t be rubbish.” Hermione said settling her things over her table. “Just settle down. She can come in any minute. Just give her a chance first.”

“You only want to give her a chance because you obviously want to borrow her books.” Ron commented as he drew a chair next to her while Harry settled over her other side and took out his parchment from his bag.

The two stared over at Harry’s quiet direction again as they knew he was only trying to make it through the day on first day back.

“Very judgmental of you, Ronald.” Hermione snapped at him turning around the room to see everyone now looking stricken back at the trunks at the end of the room.

Ron opened his mouth to say something when the door opened and Laura came in with the same intimidating aura around her.

Today, she was wearing a darker purple long-sleeved Muggle blouse that she paired with dark pants while her very long hair still tied in a tight pony tail behind her.

Her dark hair swayed as she walked and her Muggle boots clicking as she entered the room.

Silence took over and her eyes gave one look at the class before she went straight to her table and stared back at them, standing tall before the class.

“As you know, I am your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. And My name is Laura Veregnicea.”

It was the first time they really clearly heard her voice – it was tight, constricted and felt like it has not been used very often in a long time.

As she said her name, the board spelled it out in a cursive kind of writing they were silent as she spoke and slowly moved around the classroom.

“My ground rules are very simple – I make things clear, I make things as it is. No flouncy or fancy words from me so I don’t want any kind of excuses of the same wording from each and any of you.”

And for a moment, Harry felt like her eyes settle right at him at those words. He blinked and looked away and when he looked back, she was staring away from them and was staring back down at the end of the class at the other students.

“I absolutely do not tolerate tardiness and there is absolutely no room for cheaters in my class – anyone who is caught to be cheating will be punished – severely.”

There was deep embedded silence in those words.

Something about the term, the word and the way she spoke it did not only remind them of Snape but made Snape look if possible, kinder than her.

She continued to walk, to move forward and around the room her eyes settling around them but no one else in particular anymore.

“Should you have any question, ask me directly.” Laura clearly said as she crossed her arms before her walking back now nearer the spot where the three sat and listened in silence. “Should I find out that you have been… questioning my class and the way I teach without directly asking me why so – you would quite..meet some ends that we all don’t want you to be in. I hope I am making myself very, very clear.”

She continued to walk and observe the class, giving a little bit more of her rules and yet Harry couldn’t shake off the idea that Laura’s gaze kept turning back at him.

“Don’t get me wrong – I admire bravery.” Laura continued and her eyes settled for a very brief moment towards the Gryffindors. “But I do despise a couple of things with snitches and treachery included in this list.”

Hermione was quiet like Harry and Ron but neither of them missed the way her eyes settled at the Slytherins for a moment as well.

Did she have a personal hatred towards the Slytherins?

“Foolishness of a man is one that I incredibly cannot tolerate.” Laura soft voice went on as she walked around the class.

Harry stared at her, observant with her expression and the way her eyes moved around the room.

It was like she was speaking to them and yet she was speaking to entirely a different set of people in the room – like she was directing these words only to a handful of them.

And Hermione’s focus and silence in her words told Harry that Laura obviously meant something else with all these ‘opening remarks’ for her class.

She stared and waited for her words to sink in with the rest of them before she went on to continue with her words.

“Defense Against the Dark Arts is a subject not handled by most because of its complex ideas.” Laura said and her tone varied this time telling them that it was time to do real business as she delved into the topic of their class with her.

“It isn’t something to be taken lightly and as I’ve been advised by the headmaster, you’ve been taking this class with varied instructors and techniques thus, giving you a hard time into really understanding its depth.”

They continued and Harry felt like speaking up to her that not all their teachers were not very useful at all and Lupin had been the most efficient.

His eyes moved around the room as they tried to follow her pace around the room. She was obviously not comfortable standing in front and being still in one place.

“There are special people skilled at doing this and I’m sure you know them by the title of their profession.”

“Aurors.” Hermione said unable to stop herself as she raised her hand. “They’re our Aurors, professor.”

Laura’s eyes shot up at her and everyone waited for what she had to say to this.

Hermione obviously couldn’t contain herself on the first day with her.

“You are?”

“Granger, professor.” Hermione answered slowly lowering her hand. “Hermione Jean Granger.”

“Half-Blood?” she asked her in a direct manner as her eyes settled and focused on her.

“Muggle-Born, professor.” Hermione answered with confidence as she straightened on her chair.

Laura’s eyes settled on her for another moment before she nodded at her direction and only then that Hermione relaxed because she knew that she spoke out of turn even if she had raised her hand.

Something in her expression personally told the trio that there was something relevant about the fact that she was Muggle Born and whether that was a good thing or bad thing, neither of them really knew.

Laura's expression became unclear and it quickly changed when she turned from them as she tried to regain her focus and herself.

“Quite right.” Laura continued. “We call them Aurors. However, not all the time we can be protected by them, yes?”

The glass nodded quietly at her and some of them slightly relaxed now seeing that she didn’t reprimand Hermione unlike Snape who would have taken points immediately.

“That is why we need to learn to defend ourselves accordingly. But as I’ve said, defensive magic or spells are complex.” Laura began unfolding her arms as she walked behind her desk and took something from the drawer.

They watched as she literally wrote a couple of things over the board for them to research on.

“Not everyone can handle the dark arts.” Laura said lowering the chalk and staring back at them all over her table. “We need the right magic to protect ourselves and that takes both intellect and skills on a very balanced manner.”

They were silent as mostly, this was something that their old professor Remus Lupin would have described DADA in an advance lecture.

“It’s as complex as it is simple: You cannot understand and know the truth of something if you don’t know where to begin.” Laura told them in a serious tone as she stared down at the class. “If you don’t understand what you are defending yourself from then you certainly won’t be able to defeat it.”

Silence followed as her words were slowly sinking in to each of them.

She stared at them, a satisfied gleam in her eyes now that she’s mad her business nice and clear to all of them.

“Now, take your books and turn to the first chapter and read until the third chapter. You may begin.”

For the first hour, they only read the chapters that she’s told them to read and later on, she asked them to prepare their wands as an activity was to be done.

She had asked them to do the spell and the instruction on how to do it over the board written neatly in chalk.

One by one they all tried it and as to nobody’s surprise, Hermione was the first to get it right.

She didn’t award her any points at all but she asked Hermione to stand up the front and demonstrate a few more defensive spells she had written on the board to be done.

Hermione was flawless into her demonstrations and soon the students were grouped to follow Hermione’s demo on how to do it and had done well into assisting the groups.

Laura walked around the class, taking notes, observing the class and making comments about wand gestures, posture and the way the spells were to be spoken.

The class had been interesting and by the end of the lesson, Laura had asked Hermione to do the same demonstration and assisting in the next few classes she’d have with them as she had a rundown of the same activity with various more spells for future lectures.

The rest of the class wasn’t sure how to take in the lesson and their new teachers but rest assured, the lesson had been eventful and informative despite that they were still slightly in awe that a professor who was obviously cerebral with her topic was teaching them in Muggle clothes that she had obviously been very comfortable with since day one.

“Maybe I’ll meet you at the Common Room. I need to check something at the library.” Hermione said as she zipped her bag.

“Yeah alright.” Ron absentmindedly said who was thinking of going back to the Common Room for a nap before dinner in two hours’ time.

“Harry?” Hermione asked turning to him as he finished packing his things away. “Library or you going with Ron?”

“I’ll go see Cho.” Harry absentmindedly said knowing that the two had the chance of judging him for this decision. “I just want to make things clear between the two of us. It’s Quidditch season and the first match I think is with them. So…”

“Fine.” Hermione said with a snort. “It’s up to you. We already warned you.”

Harry opened his mouth to say something when Laura suddenly spoke from the end of the room.

The three of them looked up and stared at her as she nodded at Hermione’s direction.

“I’d like a word with Miss Granger.” Laura clearly said and everyone else who were still in the room stared at her direction. “Please stay behind, Miss Granger.”

Her voice was quiet and low – nothing too pleasant but it was also serious though nothing threatening.

“Yes professor.” Hermione quickly said with a small smile at her direction. “You go ahead. I’ll follow.”

The two stared at her, obviously not wanting to leave her behind as the rest of the class filed out of the room.

“We’ll wait for you down the corridor.” Harry suggested. “I’m sure this won’t take long as you didn’t do anything wrong.”

Hermione nodded at them as Ron and Harry moved out of the room with the rest of the class.

Harry kept his eyes close at their direction as Hermione took her bag and walked to Laura’s table and just before the door closed, Harry’s eyes caught something – someone else was in the room.

“What the..” Harry whispered as the door slowly closed and he could swear that he saw someone else walk past Hermione and walked towards Laura.

“Did you see that?” Harry quickly said wanting to move back to the room but they both heard the door close and lock and the students moving out blocked them from getting back to the area.

“See what?” Ron sleepily asked him.

“Did she ask anyone else to stay behind?” Harry asked him as he tried to move against the crowd as the class of Flitwick from the side had also been dismissed and now the corridor was being hoarded with students.

“No.” Ron replied. “It’s only Hermione. Why?”

Harry stared back at the closed classroom door then back at Ron.

He wanted to tell him that he somehow saw someone walk around the room but then again thinking hard, he wasn’t sure what he saw.

He saw some sort of silhouette or a movement of a shadow but he didn’t exactly see ‘someone’ else in the room.

“Harry?”

“It’s nothing.” Harry quickly said. “Maybe I’m just tired.”

But he knew and felt that he wasn’t that tired.

Although before he could make up his mind to go back to the classroom someone else caught his eyes – Draco Malfoy – being dragged by the arm by Snape.

He quickly pulled Ron to look at the same direction.

Snape was dragging Draco by the arm to another corridor and both of them had a look about their faces – Draco looked angry and guilty about something and Snape looked angry and ready to strike at Draco’s direction.

“What’s up with them?” Ron curiously asked as Harry he quickly followed Harry towards the opposite direction of the crowd.

They both knew it was stupid and both knew that it wasn’t right at all but they both quietly followed Snape and Draco disappear into a darkened corridor.

They hid behind two large suit of armours as the two Slytherins stopped by a near wall and alcove.

“What were you thinking?” Snape spat at Draco as he towered over the young Malfoy. "I told you to stay out of trouble and stay out of her way."

From where the two crouched, they could only see Draco’s back and Snape towering over him.

“Bloody hell. What are you going to do?” Draco answered back at him. “Tell mother? I’m not fucking seven-“

“Watch your mouth!” Snape angrily warned him, his black eyes glinting viciously.

“Or what?” Draco challenged him. “Or what are you going to do with me?”

“You’re asking for it. Aren’t you?” Snape asked back straightening himself and folding his arms before Draco. “I told you not to cross the woman-“

“She just humiliated me in front of our class.” Draco answered him. “I just want to get back-“

“I just saved your arse from a ton load of problems, Draco.” Snape told him in a warning tone. “I cannot guarantee I can do it again-“

“Then don’t.” Draco snapped back at his godfather. “I can handle myself. It's just detention she can-"

"She will make it seem that detention is mere mercy." Snape cut him out in a very cold manner.

"I'm not a child!" Draco angrily wailed back at him. "I can protect myself- aunt Bella taught me-“

“I’m not talking about this all over again. I warned you already. Behave yourself in front of Veregnicea.”

Harry and Ron quickly stared at one another at the mention of the name.

Apparently and obviously, Draco had done something that caused him some trouble and Laura was ready to punish him and Snape just arrived to save his arse.

Draco was obviously not willing to take in Snape’s advice and was more than willing to face the guillotine that was Laura Veregnicea than back off.

“Draco.” Snape’s tone was deep and serious that he almost sounded as if he was begging. “Draco. Listen to me, this isn’t-“

“I can take good care of myself!” Draco spat at him and his arms were shaking in fists at his side. “I can fucking take care of myself. Why are you so worried?”

Snape stared back at him and from their distance, Harry and Ron could tell that he was controlling himself in front of Draco.

“I will tell you this one last time.” Snape softly whispered with a scary look in his eyes. “Laura Veregnicea isn’t the person to cross. I do not give a damn if I need to drag you again by your arse to get you out of trouble. I warned you, Draco. You don’t yet know this woman and you don’t want to get to that point. Stay away from trouble. Do you understand me? Stay away from her.”

Draco was silent as the threat sounded too real in Harry’s opinion.

He remained passive and unmoving as quietly stood before him obviously waiting for him to respond.

“Draco, do you-“

“I understand.” Draco quietly answered him and he slowly looked up at Snape.

There was a moment of silence between the two of them that was broken only by Draco’s voice.

“Why?” Draco asked him. “Why do you know her so well?”

Harry and Ron waited in silence at their position despite that it was so hard to keep by now because their knees were bent in a painful angle as they crouched lower to hide themselves behind the armour.

They listened intently for Snape’s answer.

But it never came.

“I don’t need to explain myself.” Snape simply answered him. “Put your head into what you have to do and nothing else. I already warned you, Draco. I cannot help you should things go very, very badly.”

And before Draco could even say anything else, Snape turned around and had started walking away from his godson leaving him silently fuming in anger.

Harry and Ron waited for another minute before Draco moved out of his position to walk towards another direction.

Only when they were sure they were now alone in this part of the castle did they slowly straighten up wearing stunned look over their faces at what they had just overheard.

“Hermione.” Ron whispered as they quickened their pace to meet her back. “She has got to know about this.”

Harry silently agreed with Ron knowing that despite that Laura obviously didn’t seem to be one of the teachers to want to kill him over the year, she still wasn’t someone they should take in lightly and with what they’ve heard, Snape obviously knew Laura before the term had began.
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