Draco Malfoy, Broken

Chapter 27 - Melting the Houses

27 - Melting the Houses

Published: 11/6/2018

Happy Guy Fawkes day... for yesterday!

Draco watched the new Head Girl and Boy lead the others to their new house, but he noticed Harry stayed behind to talk to Professor McGonagall, most likely about the dementor. His friends waited with him until the hall had cleared out, before starting up the stairs for the long climb to the South Tower. He cursed his luck that it had to be furthest from all the other classes. He'd get his muscles back soon enough though. Blaise, Theo and Daphne encircled him like a protective barrier. They didn't talk all the way up and when they entered through the Joan of Arc painting, he could hear Granger yelling.

"Now, girls on left side of the tower, boys on the right side. No, Ron that is not what she meant!"

"Come on!" he whined, evidently believing McGonagall meant boys and girls could have the same room. Idiot.

Draco almost made to turn around and wait until most of the room was empty, as the house elves had dumped everyone's belongings in the middle of the room. But it took one person to say his name and the entire common room stopped and looked over.

Five spells came right at him all at once. Theo and Blaise shielded four of them, but a Stinging Hex got through and nailed him in the shoulder. Round one. The pain pushed him back into the wall and he held his shoulder, wincing. It didn't occur to him to retaliate or defend himself.

Disarming and Shield Charms went up and he heard Granger yell, "No one cast another spell or I'll ward this whole tower to prevent magic!"

Wands slowly went down in the face of the smartest witch in the school. They knew she could do it.

"Malfoy is our housemate now, the next person who hexes him in our house will spend this weekend scrubbing the whole staircase without magic! Anyone got a problem with that?"

"I am not sharing a dorm with a Death Eater!" Lisa Turpin spat.

Draco stayed on the wall rubbing his forearm, nervously. He wouldn't look at any of them. They would sort it out without his input.

"You can go back to your house whenever you want," Theo growled.

"You go back to your hole, snake!"

"Hey! No one is leaving!" Hermione yelled, firmly planting her feet in the middle of the room.

"Why should we share a dorm with a murderer!" Fay Dunbar shot back, stepping closer.

"Malfoy didn't kill anyone," Harry growled, walking through the portrait hole, past him, giving Draco a look of concern. "Everybody better back the hell up!"

"Oh, the Savior has spoken! All bow down before his highness!" Zacharias Smith spat.

"Watch it, Smith!" Ernie growled.

"I don't have to...."

"The hell you do! Head Boy remember? Unless you want latrine duty for the next month, without magic, I'd shut your piehole!"

"We have a right to deny him! He's a Death Eater!" shouted another Gryffindor. "How could McGonagall let him back here!"

Draco turned his head away, again. The girl, Parvati Patil, walked forward, right up to Harry and gave him a glare down.

"I'm sorry about Lavender, Parvati. Malfoy didn't kill her, Sally-Anne or Jacqueline. You are going to have to accept that."

She gave him a look of the deepest loathing for mentioning her dead friends. Someone else stepped forward.