Impossible Possibilities

Chapter 9

Chapter Nine: Draco Malfoy and Voldemort

Third Person Point of View

          Hermione sighed as she walked towards the forest led by Filch with Harry, Neville, and Draco. Draco may not be nice now but in this time but Hermione knows that he’s nice in the future, so she doesn’t send him withering glares like Harry and Neville do.

          Draco currently was smirking at the two boy’s glares. He was making an image, whether it was bad or good in the Gryffindors. Father would be proud. The only thing that was slightly disheartening his mood was that mudblood Granger wasn’t glaring. She was just walking with a stone cold expression on her face. What was she thinking about?       Harry and Neville were having fun throwing death glares at Draco. That was until Hermione gave them a pointed look and they looked down ashamed. She was right… ish.

          Draco was surprised that Granger would tell them to stop! Wasn’t he terrible enough to her? He didn’t know, and he knew for a fact that he had to get her to hate him somehow… But how?

          The four first years arrived at Hagrid’s cabin, not sure what they were going to do for their punishment (Except Hermione, of course). Filch stated with a ruthless grin, “You four will be going with Hagrid tonight. He has some business in the forbidden forest,”

          Draco was shocked. He wasn’t going in there! What would father say? “We’re really going into the forest?” He snapped angrily, “I thought that was a joke! There are…” Draco struggled for a word, “Werewolves in there!”

          “Oh stop your blubbering,” Hagrid muttered, whipping out his sack, “We’ve got to find a unicorn which has been badly injured. Come on then,” Hagrid ushered the four children into the forest.

          They all walked, all thinking about different things until the five came to a stop at a fork in the road, “Alright, we’ll have to split up here. Neville and Malfoy, go that way. Hermione and Harry are coming with me,”

          “B-b-but,” Neville stuttered and Hermione sighed, knowing exactly what would happen if he went with Draco alone. Hermione stepped up and stood by Draco.

          “I’ll go instead Neville, go ahead and go with Harry,” Neville was astounded at Hermione’s words. She would do that for him? He let out a small smile and stood by Harry.

          Harry thought Hermione was insane, but agreed that Neville shouldn’t go with Draco alone. He wasn’t going to volunteer to do it, but he guessed it was okay for Hermione to. She’s smart; she’ll hex him if he tries to scare her.

          Draco was even more surprised. Wasn’t Hermione going to go with the golden boy willingly? Not care about anyone else? Obviously she cares about Neville and isn’t afraid of him… Wow.

          So Hermione and Draco walked towards the forest. Draco was sending her puzzling glances and she just looked forward. Finally after a few tries of this Hermione snapped, “Is there something on my face?” Draco immediately shook his head and looked away. Father would be ashamed.

          “Why did you volunteer for Longbottom?” Draco asked and Hermione glared.

          “Neville, calling people by their last names are stupid,” Hermione snapped and Draco was taken aback.

          “Why?”

          “Because then you’re judging them based of their family and not off who they are. You were given a name for a reason, use it,” Hermione stated wisely and Draco was taken aback. I guess that was right… he thought. Oh shit, that’s not good, he thought-cursed, he was starting to agree with Hermi-Granger.

          Hermione and Draco were walking when they came across some unicorn blood. Hermione knelt down and scooped some of the blood up, moving it around with her fingers. Who would do something to an animal?

          Standing up Hermione demanded, “Come on,” She ran in one direction down a path much to Draco’s protests. Hermione came across a black figure maiming a unicorn. Gasping, Hermione watched as the figure turned his way towards Hermione, outstretching his hand.

          Hermione searched for her wand but could not find it. The predator held out his wand so Hermione took a risk and cast the spell ‘Expecto Patronum’ silently and without a wand. A tiny otter jumped out of the first year’s wand, attempting to drive the predator away.

          This just made the predator angry, however. “Reducto,” He snarled, but Hermione jumped out of the way as rubble buried her leg. She was stuck. The monster went for the kill, “Avada-“

          All of a sudden a pure white centaur jumped into the path of the monster that Hermione knew was Voldemort and Quirrel. This drove the monster away, and the centaur helped Hermione up. Hermione created red sparks without her wand, and the centaur stared at her in awe.

          “You must hide your power child,” The centaur wisely started, “People will wish to use you for your power. I believe you know that evil is arising and they will wish to have you on their side, blood status aside,” The centaur then galloped away when Hagrid, Harry, Neville, and Draco rushed towards Hermione who was perplexed.

          “You found the unicorn?” Hagrid huskily whispered and Hermione nodded, Draco staring at her as if she were crazy. They went back, Hermione’s mind was occupied. They arrived at the castle and only Draco, Quirell, and Voldemort knew of her powers and they just had to be the three worst people to know.