Pure as Snow

chapter 20 : Draco

“Draco?” called Bella, but I ignored her.

I didn’t feel like explaining myself to her. I also didn’t want Crabbe and Goyle to be caught out of class when I could be caught as well. The package that I had ordered from Borgin And Burke’s had arrived at the store, so I had to sneak out to get it during business hours. This proved to be harder than I thought it would be. I didn’t know the castle like I thought I did, so how was I supposed to get off the grounds without being detected so that way I could apperate to Knockturn alley?

“Are you sure you know what you’re doing, Draco?” asked Goyle in his girl form.

I hated having to make them take polyjuice potion, but I didn’t want anyone to start suspecting them if I ever got caught. Instead, two girls who don’t even attend Hogwarts would be in question. Mother sent me their hair as a peace offering when I told her what I needed to complete my mission. I do admit that even though mum got on my nerves quite a bit, she was always there for me. That’s what I loved most about her. I could say or do anything to her and she’ll still support me as if I’m a perfect angel, even though I know I’m far from it.

I sneered at him, not wanting to show that I, in fact, had no idea what I was doing. “Of course I do, Goyle. Don’t you ever question it again.”

“It just seems like you’re looking for a way out other than the obvious. I can tell you where that is,” he said, his voice not sounding quite right coming out of a girl’s mouth.

“Then tell me, you oaf!” I snapped.

He cleared his throat. “Third floor. You remember that statue of the old hunchback witch?” He continued when I nodded. “It’s hunchback opens up and takes you into Hogsmeade.”

“Brillant,” I said with no feeling. “We’ll do that then. Follow me!”

The tunnel from the statue was awfully dark and damp, something I didn’t much care for, but what else was I supposed to do? We came up in a basement full of sweets and candy. Honeyduke’s. A smile spread across my face. Perhaps I should pick something for Hanna was my first thought. I then lost it. I can’t buy her anything or she might be onto me about my mission. I just couldn’t tell her that. I don’t know what I would do if she ever found out that I was a deatheater. It would just break her innocent, fragile heart.

“Alright, you nimrods think you can handle going to Knockturn Alley as yourselves and not some stupid girls?” I asked, smirking at how the polyjuice potion was already wearing off. Damn, I really needed to learn how to make the batch last longer.

They nodded, and I apperated with them at my sides. When I opened my eyes, I was pleased to see that I had apperated right outside of Borgin’s and Burke’s. The bell on the door rang as I opened it with a single touch. Borgin, who was behind the counter, grinned a toothless smile at me when he saw me approaching. I managed a small smile as well. The truth was I was trying not to vomit from the disgusting sight of him. His partner, Burke, was not nearly was repulsive as Borgin was. I would rather make deals with him any day. Too bad he had that day off.

“Pleased to see you, Mr. Malfoy,” he said. “I presume that you are here to pick up you package?”

I nodded. I couldn’t bring myself to speak for some odd reason. Everything just seemed wrong to me. I was just picking up a part for the cabinet, nothing that sinister. He came back with the package wrapped in brown paper. I took it and gave him the money that was due for it. I turned to leave and saw an opal necklace. It had a sort of gleam to it. One that I was pretty sure was evil. With a gulp, I exited with Crabbe and Goyle at my sides and apperated back to Honeyduke’s, where we entered the tunnel once more to return to Hogwarts.