Saturday, January 12, 2008

 

Continue story (I copy and paste from internet) - Chapter 41 - 'SAVE ME'

CHAPTER 41

Ron didn't answer at first, he was staring at the floor as if thinking hard. This, Draco thought, was highly unusual for Weasley, to think at all that is, never mind hard, surely a day to be marked on the calender with gold stars from his Mummy. Ron opened his mouth as if to say something but thought better of it and stopped and turned.

"Maybe I misjudged you,"Ron said slowly. Draco raised an eyebrow at him. Who was this, and what had they done with Ron Weasley?

"Really?"Draco said holding back the amused look that wanted to take over his features. "Why do you say that? I'm pretty sure i'm the same pompous git i've always been,"Draco said crossing his arms.

"Well,"said Ron and it almost looked as if the next words actually caused him great pain, "Your not so bad." Not so bad? Well, it wasnt the best compliment Draco had had but he'd take it over slimey git any day. Draco frowned. Why did Weaselbe suddenly have this change of heart? Ron hated him more than anyone here. Ron stared at Draco. Draco looked confused. He supposed Weasley was expecting a compliment back. Draco frowned, he wasnt sure if he could pull off a compliment.

"Thanks. Your um. Even though your poor you- uh.I dont hate you?"Draco said. Ron laughed.

"Thats the nicest you get isnt it?"Ron asked.

"I'm morally challenged got a problem with that?"Draco said a grin despite himself forming. Curse these Gryffindors they were contaminating him with niceness! He must be disinfected. He needed sope. Yes. Lots of sope and- *****, he still needed to kill Potter. He couldn't go all soft and get buddy buddy with Weaselbe when he was plotting on how to murder his best friend it was just wrong!

What would he do send Ron a nice card, Sorry I killed your best friend card? No, that wouldn't work. He had to distant himself from them not get closer. Especially Longbottom, he had to look out for that ball of compassio nand friendliness. He was worse than the plague. He infected u with kindness and friendship until it choked out all the evil, entirely unfair. How was he going to kill Potter? He highly doubted Avada Kedavra would work, and if it didnt Potter would realize that Draco had had to try to kill him, then Draco would fail and his mother would be slaughtered. . . it was either kill Potter or let his mother die.

"Oy, Malfoy,"Ron said. Draco looked at Ron snapping out of his moral conflicts.

"What?"Draco hissed. Ron had a knowing smile. It was unnerving, it was almost as annoying as Neville's.

"I know what you did."Ron said.

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