The Traitors [HP6] *EDITING*

Chapter 23-Ransom

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Into the room Malfoy limped, his left leg being of no more use than an anvil as he

dragged it behind him. Malfoy's condition looked far worse than what Harry's did after his

encounter with Amemait and Ron's werewolf attack combined. His entire body was

covered from head to toe in ash, blood, burnt skin, and little chunks of stone. The few

clothes that he still had on were little more than rags, and it was as though just looking at

them was enough weight to make them fall right off. It was a miracle- no, a phenomenon

that he survived.

"Will someone get the nurse in here... NOW!" yelled Dumbledore, breaking the

uneasy silence that plagued the Hall as Malfoy slowly worked his way down the center

aisle, an expression of blankness on his mangled face.

Immediately, a dozen or so students from assorted houses ran off as fast as they

could to the Hospital Wing to get madam Pomfrey while the rest just stayed there, in awe

of what was before them. Malfoy didn't look as though he was in good enough condition

to be living right now, much less walking.

Almost as soon as the students ran out to get her, Madam Pomfrey came

bouncing into the Hall, quickly scooping Malfoy up onto a stretcher that a house elf was

bringing up behind her.

"My my my!" she said quietly as she lifted him up. "What has happened to you?"

"Pyramid... go... boom..." groaned Malfoy, clutching his sides as she wheeled

him out of the Hall, shutting the gigantic doors behind her and leaving behind the most

unpleasant silence that Harry had ever experienced. Everyone in the Hall turned their

speechless faces to Dumbledore, waiting for and wanting him to say something.

"Well then..." he finally continued, looking in just about as much shock as they

did. "May we thank the day that we did not have to raise our glasses to our fellow student

Draco after all, but rather our heads to see him walk in the Hall!"

"What happened to him!?" demanded a random student, breaking the tension in the

room. All of a sudden, everyone starting yelling and rambling on about what just happened,

demanding various pieces of information.

"How did he get hurt so bad!?"

"Did he go in the Forbidden Forest!?

"He said something about the Pyramid....."

"Was he left behind!?"

"SILENCE!" yelled Dumbledore, giving off an aura of power that did not require