What Happens At Hogwarts

Lies and ties

   You both snuck back to campus and headed to the castle. The grounds were less crowded nonetheless you had to be careful. Getting caught would only make it worse considering  you didn't seem to be on good terms with Snape and he'd no doubt be happy to send you to detention for a week. Why did he get so angry about the book? How did he know about the book? Did he know the previous owner? You both safely made it to the grounds unseen and headed into the castle.
   "Hey Draco?" You asked breaking the silence.
   "Mhmm?" He hummed.
   "Do you know of anyone named the Half-Blood Prince?" You asked. That's who your potions book belonged to beforehand.
  "No. But I bet you check the library you'll find him." He said absently.
  "Come with me then" you said grabbing his hand and gently tugging him in the direction of the library.
  "Bloody hell (Y/N). Just go by yourself. Or better yet, have your mudblood friend help you. Im sure her and good ole Harry Potter can find that book for you in no time." He mumbled pulling his hand from your grip. You stopped dead in your tracks letting his words sink in. He spun around as a look of annoyance spread across his pale pointed features.
  "Well you can't stand there like stone come on!" He said throwing his hands up and stamping his foot.
  "Excuse me? What did you say about her?" You said placing you hands on your hips.
  "Oh please! You walk around with those below you like you're equals. But you're not. You know it. You walk around turning up your nose to the idea of being a death eater-" he began to yell before you rushed to him and covered his mouth. He pulled your hand off his mouth and stared at you bewildered.
   "Are you mental? Don't talk about that out loud. Someone might hear you." You hissed.
  "Like I care. That's exactly what I mean. That scar is permanently part of you. Whether you like it or not. You are a death eater! And a damn important one at that! Except it. Stop running around here with these muggle borns, blood traitors and worse yet, mudbloods! Just because you were sorted into Gryffindor doesn't change a thing. Your future is decided. You will be a death eater. I can promise you that." He said shrilly hardly taking a breath. You gazed at him with a look of pure shock and disgust. You peered up at him and took hold of his chin pointing it down to face you.
  "Her name is Hermione. And I don't know who you are and I don't know what you've done with him but the Draco I know would never say such terrible things." You said quietly.
  "Then I guess you don't know me." He said as a flash of regret swam through his eyes before quickly being replaced with a set angry expression. He turned from you and walk away without a glance back. You felt a twinge of sadness before the feelings of hatred and anger washed over you.
  "Maybe I don't know you. I'll find out who the Half-Blood Prince is without your help you."
  "Have a jolly time then!" He yelled before disappearing around the corner. You huffed and headed to the dorm muttering hellos to those who passed. As you climbed up the stairs you began to talk to yourself.
  "What the hell? We just started dating and we're already fighting. I am not a death eater. I don't care what he says." You say reaching the top of the stairs.
  "Fairy Lights." You said stepping through as the portrait swung shut. You saw Neville, Ron, Harry and Hermione sitting at the table farthest from you while everyone was in awe no doubt of some new skiving snackbox candy Fred and George had made. You stomped to the table and took the seat next to Neville.
  "Whats wrong?" Neville asked catching Ron and Harry's attention.
  "I honestly don't know. Ruddy hell I didn't do anything. He's the one runnin' around calling me a death eater. That blokes got 'is head so far up 'is own ass-" You began to rant, your heavy irish accent you always tried to dull finding its way out. Everyone stared at you because of the change in your demeanor. The usual small, sweet and proper voice replaced with a slack common Irishman's tone.
  "(Y/N)! Who?" Hermione said stifling giggles.
  "Malfoy of course. And the dirty things 'e said about you 'nd Harry. Oh boy he's lucky I didn't deck 'im right there. Tellin' me what to do and who to be pals with. I'll show him a damn thing or two. Callin my friends mudbloods and blood traitors. Is that anyway to treat your girlfriend?" You said stopping realizing what you said. Neville looked at you and furrowed his brows.
   "Ah shoot Neville. You knew it was bound to happen. But not 45 minutes later the lads got 'is knickers in a twist sayin' I'm better than everyone 'nd I should embrace it. I dare 'im to call me a death eater again. He'll be six feet under just watch. Damn pure bloods always gotta try to run yer life." You said completely ditching the idea of keeping calm.
  "Do you really think it was a good idea to rush into a relationship with him? I mean you two just reconnected and all." Hermione said.
  "I reckon not seein' as he's already trying to mold me into a death eater. Tellin' me it's my future. Yeah right. Lads gonna get himself hurt talkin' like that. Back home. Before I knew all this about Voldymoldy. When I was just a small kill. 5 'nd 6. Pops taught me how to fight before any wand train'. Dracos a pretty boy. Not a fighter. A few good punches and he'd be out like a light." You said slouching and putting your feet up on the table.
"Voldymoldy?" Ron said laughing.
"You tellin' me you ain't called him that before. I'm sick and tired of this whole 'he who must not be named'. He's weak. Looks like an undercooked chicken if ya ask me. Or an egg maybe. All I know is 'e aint as scary as people say. Shell of a man if you can even call 'im that. More of a monster." You said dropping you tone to a serious level. Ron and Harry stared at you in astonishment.
  "You've met him?" Ron asked wide-eyed.
  "Had no choice. Once 'e heard about Harry bein' alive he made me a..um what's it called. Starts with an h. I dunno know what it means. Then after that mum 'nd pops made me go to the Malfoys with them all the time. Every summer, every break, just whenever they could get me to. You know 'e's back. Harry saw him not but a few months or so ago. I know you did. I could see it in yer eyes. Harry James Potter listen to me now. You be careful. Protect yer friends. And most of all you. He wants you, Harry. People say this isn't 'bout you but it is. It's true he's power hungry 'nd will no doubt kill anyone in 'is way. But you're what stands between him and all the power. People think at our age we don't know nothin' but I know more than any of them." You said making the mood impossibly darker.
  "That's enough." Neville said standing up.
  "It's not like it's something they didn't already know Neville." You said slipping seamlessly into you proper soft voice.
  "I think you're tired. Go up and take a nap or something." Neville said pushing in his chair.
  "I'm not tired." You said standing up and folding your arms.
  "Just go." He said exasperated.
  "Do not treat me like a child Neville. I'm going for a walk and you will not tell me I can't." You said waving slightly at Ron, Harry and Hermione before walking away.
  "(Y/N)! Wait up! I wanna go with you. I have a few questions." Harry said getting up and following you.
  "Alright. C'mon then. Let's go. We can talk by the lake." You said leading Harry to the portrait and existing the common room.
  "So what questions do you have?" You said as you both descended down the staircase.
  "Well they're more about you. Like I know you aren't close to your mum and dad but what about Neville? Is he really your only family?" He asked eagerly. 
   "Well uh. Yeah kinda. The rest of my family's back in Ireland and we only see them on holidays. So yeah, Neville's all I've got." You said leading Harry down the corridor to out towards the lake.
   "Now you've lived in the wizarding world all your life. Have people always feared Voldemort?" He said jumping right into the deeper questions.
   "Well yeah. That's why they refuse to believe he's back. Its like you not believing in the bogeyman anymore and all of a sudden someone tells you he's real and coming to get you. You don't wanna hear that. You wanna just keep going with your life. I know you've heard this a lot but, there's one wizard that will always be more powerful than him and that's Dumbledore. He's been around for so long he knows just about everything about the wizarding world and everybody in it. Sees the good in people no one else can. Even pricks like Snape. And Harry?" You said stopping just outside the castle. You stopped turning to face him.