[Slytherin's Heir] - A Harry Potter Spinoff - ((Part 24)) I always manage to dig my own grave

"Goodmorning sunshine, I heard someone say.
I looked up to
face Harry. "Hey there," I said. "You're late."
Harry
shrugged as he grabbed a chair and sat down on the table I was
sitting at. "Hermione wanted to know where I was
going."
"And you had a tough time making up a
lie?" I asked.
"No. I told her the truth. She
didn't want to understand. But lets just not talk about Hermione
today, okay? I wanna talk about other stuff,
like..."
"Transfiguration," I finished the
sentence for him. "And quite frankly I don't know what's worse,
Transfiguration or Hermione."
"I put my bets
on the first thing," Harry said, smiling. "So have you got
something already?"
"Yes. We have to do an
8-page essay about transfigurating humans into animals. The only
thing I know is that that happends a lot more than animals
transfigurating into humans."
Harry laughed. "I
bet, that only happened with Crabbe and Goyle."
I
smiled slightly. "Sure Harry...lets get this Transfiguration thing
to work, alright? It's going to take many hours one way or
another."
"Fine."
Harry
and I worked for a couple of hours. We skipped lunch, and soon we
started to look for information on the Diary instead of on
Transfiguration. It was actually fun. Harry had gotten butterbeers
for both of us from the kitchens, along with cookies and pie. We
joked, laughed our ass off at the description of Boggarts in a book
for firstyears and had a fun time. But that didn't get our minds of
the fact we found absolutely nothing about magical diaries. That
didn't surprise me, seeing the idea was pretty
original.
"Nothing here," Harry said, closing
a book called 'Magical Spells for Advanced Audiences'. "I wonder if
we're ever going to find it."
"Don't give up
hope, Harry," I said as I made my way through 'Extra-ordinary
spells from extra-ordinary wizards.'
"I'm not,
it's just that...Oh, hey Hermione, Ron," Harry said
suddenly.
I looked up from my book only to see
Granger and Ron standing next to our table. Hermione looked rather
pissed off, while Ron looked nervous.
"Hey,"
Granger said. "Harry, I was hoping I could speak to you for a
minute..."
"What about?" Harry asked, not
intending to move.
"Stuff," Hermione said.
"Can I?"
"Sure, go ahead," Harry
said.
"In private?"
"Erm
no, don't think so. I'm not moving," Harry told her.
"What?"
Hermione asked.
"You heard me the first time.
I'm sick and tired of all these battles between you and Robyn there.
The only thing you're going to tell me is that I should not tell
Robyn anything about the diary and that I cannot trust her, but quite
frankly I think I'm capeable of knowing who to trust and who not to
trust myself, thank you."
Wow, Harry
seems pissed off at Hermione...
"Fine
then. I was just going to let you know that Ron and I are searching
after information about the Diary too. We might as well just work
together."
"Good idea," Harry said. "Then
you two can finally let the hospitality between you go and become
friends."
I nearly choked.
Granger
and me? Friends? No way in hell. Not before she pays for what she has
done to me big time.
Great. I'm still
too revengeful for my own good. When will I ever
learn
"Fine," I
said.
Hermione got the chair next to Harry and sat
down on it. Ron sat down next to me.
"So have
you two found out anything already?" Hermione
asked.
Okay, Robyn...for your own sake,
try to be nice.
"Well apart from the
fact that McGonagall's project is mission impossible, nothing. There
is nothing in none of these books," I said, pointing to the tons of
books Harry and I had been through already, "about an bewitched
diary what-so-ever."
"And not one bit of
information about Voldemort's childhood either," Harry said. "It's
very enervating."
"I bet," Hermione said.
"But you might have not checked the right
category..."
"Bewitched Diaries, Dark Wizards,
Diaries, good enough?" I asked.
"Hold on."
Hermione got up and left to a corner of the library. I was glad she
had gone for a while.
"She been like this whole
day already?" Harry asked Ron.
He shrugged. "She
totally freaked when you skipped lunch...Can I have a
cookie?"
"Sure," Harry said. "Go
ahead."
Ron grabbed a cookie and ate it quickly.
I found it funny to see him eat. In less than five minutes he had
eaten about eight cookies.
I
laughed.
"What's so funny?" Ron asked, his
mouth stiffed with cookies.
"You!" I said.
"The way you eat...Hilarious!"
Ron turned all
red. "Erm...yeh," he said sounding emberassed.
I
smiled. "Hey, no worries, I think it's awesome."
"What's
awesome?"a voice said.
The voice came from
Hermione, who had just come back, with about 50 books in her arms.
The tower of books was so high that you could not see her
face.

Hermoine dumped the books on the table, sighed and sat down. "Here we go,"
she said.
My jaw dropped. "We have to go through
all those books...today?"
"No, silly,"
Hermione said, actually laughing. That was about the first time I saw
her really laughing at something I said. I started to believe she
could only be friendly near people who knew less than she
did.
"We have months to go through all these
books, but the sooner we're finished, the better, because there's
about two hundred more. And then we haven't even looked in the
forbidden section yet."
"Oh," was my
reaction.
"Yes. Lets get started. Here you
go."
She handed each of us five books.
I
sighed and looked up at Harry who was sitting opposite of
me.
"There goes our free afternoon," I
mouthed.
"I'll make it up with you," he
mouthed back.
I smiled. "Fine."
Then
I looked into a very big and heavy book called 'Diaries of Wizards
Through the Ages'.
This is going to be
a very long afternoon.

There goes fun. Why me, lord oh why me?
Harry,Hermione, Ron and I skipped dinner. We worked until Draco entered the
library (looking frightened at the librarian) and then Hermione and
Ron continued looking through all the books while Harry and I did our
Potions homework with Draco.
"You
didn't come to lunch or dinner," Draco said questioningly to me.
"Too busy?"
"Yep," I replied. "Too
busy."
"You missed something. Johnson
discovered a spider in her soup and ran around
screaming."
"You're kidding me!" I cried
out. I would hate to miss that.
"Yes I'm kidding
you," Draco said. "Unfortunately that didn't happen...But it
might have given you an idea, not?"
I smiled.
"It was an excellent idea," I said. "But now, lets get to work,
shall we? I feel like getting an A+ for potions again."
"I
still don't get why Snape gave us an A+," Draco said as he sat down
next to me. "That's very unsual."
"You bet,"
I said. "But lets get started on this homework. It seems a
lot."
We began working on the homework and were
finished two hours later. I felt like staying with Hermione, Ron and
Harry, but Draco insisted that I should spend my Saturday night doing
something fun instead of having around with a bunch of
Mudblood-lovers in the library. Basically I had no choice, so I
joined him and went to the Slytherin common room. There were only a
hand full of people in the Slytherin common room, but it was more
than enough for me.
I dropped down on the couch,
next to Blaise, and laid down, putting my head on Blaise's
lap.
"I'm exhausted," I said. "Studying a
whole day long is not good."
"I
knew that a long time ago," Blaise said. "Don't say I didn't warn
you. Your head is probably stiffed with that much knowledge now that
you're not even able to think."
I nodded slowly.
"Very true," I said. "I can't even remember your name," I
added jokingly.
Blaise caught the joke and
continued. "You're kidding me right? You forgot that my name is
Draco Malfoy?" he asked me. He could hardly keep himself from
laughing.
"Yep, I forgot. I forgot aaaaall about
you," I said.
Draco (the real one) sighed
annoyed and trashed himself on the other couch. "That's not funny,
Robyn, Blaise," he said.
"What's not funny?"
I asked. "And who are...You're Peeves, the ghost, aren't you?" I
asked him.
Draco sighed again. "Quit it already!
I know spending a whole day with St. Potter affects your brain, but I
didn't know it affected your brain this much!"

"Oh come on, Draco, I'm just joking," I said as I noticed the pissed
off look on his face.
"Well quit it," Draco
said. "Like today hasn't been worse enough. McGonagall's project is
hell on earth, working together with Potter on potions is a living
hell and you joking about it is even worse."
"Aww,"
I said, as I slowly got up out of the couch and approaced Draco.
"You're not angry with me, are you?" I asked.
"Yes,
as a matter a fact I am," Draco said.
I looked
sadly at him, before I went to sit down on his lap, facing him. "Are
you really?" I asked, once again.
I felt in an
odd mood. It was that I had all this crazy energy I had to let go
off. Whole day, I had done nothing but look in books or move a few
inches to get another book, worked my braincells off and I never
really had been able to spend all my energy during the day, so I had
a lot of energy left now. Plus, I found this actually
funny.
Draco looked at me stunned. "What the
hell are you doing?" he asked me.
I smirked
slightly. "Draco...it's saturdaynight...and you ordered me to do
something fun on saturdaynight..."
Draco cocked
an eyebrow. "And you consider this fun?" he asked me.
I
smirked more as I leaned in and whispered in his ear: "Well, Mr.
Malfoy, don't you consider this fun?"
I felt
like I was drunk somehow. I didn't really think straigth, but I
didn't mind. After all, you only live once and I had been acting far
too serious whole day.
Draco looked at me
questioningly, but eventually he got the hang of it. "Sure," he
said. "It's fun, but I know something that would be even more
fun."
"And what's that?" I
asked.
"This," Draco said, as he suddenly
started tickling me.
If there's one thing I can't
stand, then it's people tickling me.
"No!"
I screamed. "No! Mercy!"
Draco pushed me down
on the couch and sat on top of me, still tickling me. "No way!"
he yelled.
"I bet that's going to end up as
sex," Blaise said to Marcus Flint, who was trashing himself next to
Blaise on the couch.
"Yep," Marcus agreed.
They were both looking over at Draco and I. Draco stopped tickling me
and just looked at them stunned.
I burst out
laughing.
"Sex?" I asked, looking at Blaise.
"Draco's just tickling me and you think about sex? What the hell
are you? A freak in the body of my best friend?"
Blaise
laughed. "Well it's just that I have no doubt you two will have sex
with each other soon," he explained.
"Why the
hell would you think that?" Draco asked him.
I
just kept laughing like there was no tomorrow.
"Because,"
Blaise said. "It's not normal that Draco Malfoy doesn't have sex or doesn't go out
with any girl for longer than two weeks in a row and you've even said
no to Pansy lately, so it must be that you have an eye on some girl.
Plus, the girl you talk to most recently happends to be Robyn...It
doesn't take a genius to figure that one out."
I
looked at Draco and laughed even louder. "You...haven't
had...sex...for...2 weeks?" I laughed. "You of all
people?"
"Oh shut it, Nightinggale," Draco
said, looking annoyed at me. "Blaise is totally making that one up.
He's jealous because I get all the girls and he doesn't."
I
raised my eyebrows. "Sure, Malfoy, and I really believe that," I
said.
"You better." Draco looked at me and
smirked. "Or else..."
"Or else what?" I
asked, smirking too. I quite enjoyed this.
"Or
else I'll tickle you," Draco threatened.
"I
don't want to interfere," Blaise suddenly said. "But you might
continue your little tickling game up in the boys dorm...I mean, you
never know when tickling changes into having sex and..."
"And
what if it never does?" I asked Blaise, sounding a little annoyed,
even though I found it funny still.
"Then you
could always ask me," Marcus suddenly said. "I would be glad to
have sex with you."
My face got an
eww-expression. Marcus was a friend sure, and I liked spending some
time with him, but it was not like he was my best friend or anything.
Plus, Marcus wasn't even hot, unlike Draco...
Did
I just call Draco Malfoy hot? Okay is this the saturdaynight virus or
something? I don't fall for blonde brats...Or do I?
I
looked at Marcus in disgust, then I turned back to look at
Draco.
"Fuck me, Draco," I said.
He
raised an eyebrow. "You're kidding me right?"
I
shoke my head. "Anything's better than having sex with Flint. No
offense," I said.
Draco and Blaise laughed,
Marcus didn't. Ofcourse.
"Bugger Flint,"
Blaise said. "Right now you were going to ask her to go to the
Halloween Dance with you..."
"Halloween dance?
You people think about that now? It's like still a month away!" I
cried out, gently pushing Draco off me, so I could sit up and have a
decent conversation.
"Well we have to find our
dates early," Blaise explained. "But Draco needs a date
first."
"And why is that?" I
asked.
"Because all Slytherin girls want to go
with him. And as soon as he picks one, the others fly to us,"
Blaise explained, laughing.
I cocked my eyebrows.
"Is that so? Well, not all Slytherin girls want
to go to the Halloween Dance with Draco, believe me."
"And
who doesn't, if I may ask?" Draco asked me.
"I
don't," I replied. "I have totally no interest in going to the
Halloween Dance with you. Sorry, love."
Draco
rolled his eyes. "You don't count."
"Yes she
does," Blaise said quickly. "So if you don't want to go to the
dance with him, will you with me?" he asked.
I
had the feeling Blaise was planning this all along, but I ignored the
feeling.
"Sure," I said. I wasn't sure if I
said this because I really wanted to go to the Dance with Blaise or
because I wanted to tease Draco.
The teasing sure
worked though.
Draco gasped for air. "WHAT? You
don't want to go to the Dance with me, but you do want to go with
him? What kind of insane world have I fallen into?"
I
smiled. "My world, love, and you better get used to it. It might be
insane, but it sure is cool."
Draco shook his
head. "You are amazing."
"I know," I said,
standing up. "Oh and Draco...ask Pansy to go to the Dance with
you," I said. "Atleast that way she'll stay off my
back."
"And why would I do that?" Draco
asked.
"Because you are happy and relieved that
I am going to the Dance with Blaise instead of with
Harry."
Draco's jaw dropped. "POTTER HAD THE
GUTS TO ASK YOU TO THE DANCE?" he asked, jumping up.
I
smirked. "I'm not telling you..."
"Tell me!"
Draco yelled.
I shoke my head.
"No..."
"Fine, then I'll tickle you!"
Draco said as he chased me through the common room in an attempt to
catch me. I jumped over one of the tables and eventually ended up
running into the girls dorm. I had never expected Draco would follow
me there, but he did anyway.
"Draco! You're not
allowed to come here!" I said, as I kept running.
"So?"
he asked, still chasing me.
Eventually I jumped on
my bed and grabbed a pillow. "This is war, Draco," I
said.
"Fine," he answered, quickly grabbing a
pillow and hitting me with it.
I burst out
laughing and it took him less than a second to take me down, crawl on
top of me and start tickling me, which caused me to laugh even
more.
More than half of the girls in the girls
dorm had woken up by now and looked awkwardly at Draco and
I.
"Tell me!" Draco cried out.
"Never!"
I said.
"Has he asked you?" Draco
said.
"I won't tell you!"
"Tell
me!"
"Make me!"
We
continued like that for a while, until, suddenly, the door of the
girls dorms opened and someone walked in.
And that
someone was not a student.

ENDING IN THE RESULTS!!!!!