The Enemy of my Enemy

The Hogsmeade Trip, Part II

Harry muttered furiously to himself as he followed the others into the castle.

Walking ahead with Mason and Theo, Teddie glanced back at the Gryffindor and then fell back to walk beside him. "Penny for your thoughts?" she asked, her voice low.

"I'm trying to remember the day I saw that necklace in Borgin and Burkes," said Harry. "I was hiding in a cabinet. Hiding from Malfoy and his father. I saw through a crack in the door that Malfoy was having a good look at the necklace, he even asked his father if he could buy it, but Mr. Malfoy said no."

"Okay. But how long ago was this?" Teddie asked.

"Second year."

"That was four years ago, Harry," said Teddie. "Why would Malfoy care about something he saw four years ago? And why would he keep it for now? It doesn't make sense."

Harry sighed. "I know you're not big friends with Malfoy, but have you noticed anything strange about him?" he asked.

"Strange like how?"

"I don't know. Strange. Like, overly confident or sullen?"

"Malfoy is always overly confident," said Teddie. "As for sullen? No, not really. He's been a lot more meticulous than usual, and he was outrageously annoyed when he learned Mr Weasley raided his house a few weeks back. I remember we had an argument about it."

"How did the argument go?"

Teddie shrugged. "Same as they always do," she answered. "I asked if they had found anything and he overheard me, snapping about why they would find anything because he and his family had nothing to hide. He then went off on his usual tangent about how I had disrespected him one to many times, and he wanted a duel."

"What did you say?"

"I just told him to shut up," said Teddie. "I did mention that his father was in Azkaban, and that I knew everything that happened in the Ministry concerning how his father was captured by officials. I then accused him of putting his complete loyalty in a Wizard that didn't care about anyone but himself. He didn't say anything back if that's what you're thinking. He just shut up and walked away."

Harry glanced at the others walking ahead of him. He then dropped his voice to a whisper and leaned closer to Teddie. "I think Malfoy has become a Death Eater," he said.

Teddie furrowed her brow. "What makes you think that?" she asked.

"He wouldn't let Madam Malkin touch his left arm, and we both know that is where the Dark Mark is burned into their skin," said Harry. "He was also mouthing off on the train about moving onto bigger and better things, and how he doesn't see himself returning next year for his final year of school."

"That doesn't mean he is a Death Eater," said Teddie, shaking her head. "Besides, why would Voldemort want Malfoy as a Death Eater?"

"I don't know," Harry sighed.

The two lapsed into silence. The only sound was their footsteps crunching on gravel as they headed up the hill towards the castle.

"I'm not saying I don't believe you," said Teddie. "But, I do think we need more proof before we go about accusing Malfoy. Besides, Pansy was his friend. I can't see him cursing her. What does he achieve from doing that?"

Harry shrugged.

"I also don't think Malfoy was in Hogsmeade today," Teddie added. "Pretty sure he had detention with Professor Snape."

"But you can't be sure?"

Teddie shook her head.

"What are you pair talking about?" Cruise called, falling back to walk behind them.