The Boy who lived and the boy who lives

Chapter 14

Danny POV

It was dark, like the hallway too her office. Thinking it about, i put my hand and ran it cross this old school bricks and stone. So, the ministry was really after harry. Not to mention Dumbledore. But now since im here, they have to re-evaluate me as a threat. That word hung heavy in my head.

"-nny!" I turned and saw harry who was following me. "Danny, hey." He walked by my side. I only nodded, we both turned in looked in the opposite direction.

"You got detention too?" I asked, he nodded.

"Yep, said the dark lords name one two many times." He chuckled. "So, whats up with you and malfoy? You two are practically a couple." I made a suprized face.

"I have a girlfriend!" He laughed, i face palmed. "Her names sam, she's a goth. But not so bad, she helps me figh- high-help me with my homework!" He looked at me like was stupid and hiding something.

"So you fight ghosts? Sirius says you did." He said with a smirk, i looked at him, one eyebrow up looking at him with a cocky look my other persona had.

"Uhuh, what do i use to fight said ghosts?" I needed to know what Siruis said to harry.

"Uhm, y'know funny thing. I uh, don't really remember!" He tried to play it cool.

"Wow, and i thought i was bad at lying, guess thats something we do share. I use my mom and dads, I mean my adoptive parents ecto-weapons, i take suck them in a thermos, and jet 'em out to the 'ghost zone'." He got a angry look at glared at me.

"What i find not fair, the fact that you get a family. And I get the dursley's! You live comfy and happy and I live in a dysfunctional home!" He shouted. I got angry right back st him.

"You think i live easy!? You think that you had it bad! There's a reason your the boy who lived!" I gasped I rushed away, running.

"Danny!" Harry yelled as I an toward Cat-aholic old enough to be sams grandma, dear old Ms. Umbridge. I rushed to her door.

"Oh Daniel, i was waiting for you." I walked over, to her. She had that smile, the funny movement of her lips. She looked as though that i would never stop looking at her. "I would prefer if you take one of my nice quills. Please pick a spot and sit down." I nodded, and took a seat by the window.

"What am i supposed to write Ms. Umbridge?" She then curled her thin lips to almost a smirkish snarl.

"Would you please right this deary, 'I wont be disrespectful'. Can you do that?" I nodded, her whole attitude was... the door opened harry walked in.

"Sorry, I was looking for dann- my brother" he looked dead at me, I waved. "Hey" I lowerd my eyes a scowel grew on my face.

"What" i snapped back. "You don't even like me, first time we met you punched me in the face." I whispered

"Yeah, well I was kind of having a rough day!" He shouted the whipser back.

I snorted. "Y'know i liked you when you, when you were a story from Ron and Hermione." I whispered back. I looked down and started to write ironically 'I wont be disrespectful'.

As soon as I had written down the sentence. A slight uncomfortable itch came on to my right hand. I looked down and a scratch mark of 'I wont be disrespectful' was on my hand.

Harry noticed it too, he had asked something, and shorty after left. I had continued writing, untill it was bleeding before i had headed out. I trudged with a sore useless right arm.

I walked into the slytherin doorm room. I yawned, the day had not been as i ahd expected it to be. Whicb was fair, since dealing with harry was a spectacle. Honestly, we won't ever get a long, i ran my hand through my shaggy hair.

I noticed that some green and red blood on my hand. I hissed, I wrapped my arm in a towel, and walked towards the hallway. I needed to go Snape, he'd kbow what to do. Or at least he'd get some free ectoplasm.

I was opening the door to exist, when all of a sudden "Mr. Potter, what on earth are you doing out at this time of night?" It was Snapes voice.

"After class detention, gone wrong." His eyes creased, brows furrowing. "Mrs. Umbridge quill did this to my arm." I unwrapped my arm from tbe towl.

There was my arm, with countless 'I wont be disrespectful' sentences covering it. The marks tore my skin cuasing it to bleed, It didn't hurt to say, it was more that fact that i was still bleeding.

Snape took my arm and wrapped it back into the towel, we did not say a word, but more as lead me to the hospital room, the poor nurse. Who i had forgotten the name of, who nearly said. "I swear, if more of 'em poor children come back with these cuts of bad magic!" She yelled.

Later my arm had been wrapped, and i was to see this morning to see if it had been healed. I went back to the dorm and collapsed.

The next morning i sat with a bandaged up arm it hurt but I'll be fine, Hermione had come and sat at my table.

"Hey, danny" she said, lowering her self to the seat in front of her. Harry, Ron, and I are setting up a defence club." I raised an eyebrow.

"If you didn't hear, harry an I got into a argument yesterday." She sighed. And handed me an adress.

"Well, I think it would help you and your relationship with your brother. Honestly you two are twins. Come and at least try." I sighed leaned back.

"Fine, but if it goes wrong. It's your fault." I joked. She smiled and left.