Taking Care of The Enemy | Drarry

Chapter one

The golden trio had been on one side, whilst the Slytherin blondie was on the other.

They had been dueling each other for what seemed forever, snarky remarks here and there.

"What, got your tongue?" Malfoy laughed, throwing a spell at the three. Ron only laughed, bringing his wand out again.

"Course not."

Harry and Hermione were there to help, both letting the two of them take their own battles. It had been an intense duel, as Draco was slowly winning. They knew their friend wouldn't let that happen though.

Draco dodged another spell, opening his mouth to speak once more, "Is that all you got!"

The red-head boy felt his cheeks reddening, anger fueling in him. Harry had stepped in, finally having enough of this fight.

"Stop it! Just stop!"

Both the males looked at him, confusing feeding. Hermione starred at the scene, then around the corridor.

"Malfoy, I've had enough of you and you're smart ass comments, just shut the hell up for once!"

Ron laughed, "You tell him."

The blonde male in the room felt his anger rising up, embarrassment eating off him like a meal.

A jinx came flying their way, sending Harry flying across the room. Hermione yelped, running over to help her friend. Ron only felt himself get angrier, looking at the Slytherin.

An unknown spell came flying his way, making a large light surround him, the trio not being able to track down where the blonde went.

His robes fell to the floor, sending the Gryffindors into a wave of shock. A small head of blonde hair came poking out of the clothing, looking around the room curiously.

The three looked at each other, terror in their bodies and mindsets. "Bloody hell."

The small blonde boy's eyes became teary, quietly crying as he had no clue on where he was at.

"Shit, shit, shit!" Hermione screamed, pacing around the room, thinking of what to do.

Ron only shook his head, screaming. "Malfoy?!"

The toddler cried more, not quieting himself down as Hermione rushed to his side.

"Hey, it's okay!" She coed, trying her best to quiet him down as to not cause attention.

Harry stood there in utter shock, not knowing what to do as well as his two best friends were going crazy.

Hermione continued to calm the boy down, humming to him, none was working as he screamed more. She began to cry as well, feeling overwhelmed.

"Ronald, what have you done?!" She yelled, frustrated and stressed.

Ron yelled back, "He started this whole thing, did you not see what was going on at all?!"

They continued to scream back at back, causing the younger of the three to cry and kick. Harry just watched this unfold, watching his two best friends argue was common — but to the point were they pointed their wands at one another was not.

"Stop it!" He yelled, catching their attentions. "Can you not yell? You're scaring him."

They lowered their wands, looking back at each other as they did so.

He walked over to the crying toddler, bending to his level, smiling. "He is much to small, do you think he gets fed?"

Ron only scoffed, "Don't know, why are you asking?"

Hermione looked at Harry with a look full of fear, obviously scared of the punishment they would all receive. The poor girl barely gotten detentions, and would surely like to keep it that way.

"Do you think we should return him to Dumbledore?" She gulped, looking at the two.

Harry smiled sadly, "It's the right thing to do. I mean, what can three teenagers do with a toddler?"

"A toddler that is their enemy, to be exact." Ron corrected him, making a fool of himself with poor wording.

Hermione sighed, "Ronald. That sounded very silly, please don't say that again."

She lowly chuckled.

"Alright, enough of this lovey dove stuff, seriously what are we gonna do with Malfoy?" Harry said through a worried expression. The trio looked at each other, contemplating what to do.

Hermione felt her eyes water a bit, worry. "It's the right thing to report Mal — Draco, to the headmaster. Even if it means receiving a detention or loosing house points."

Harry nodded, picking up the toddler.