Harry Potter- And The Parchment Book

Part-9

"Harry, if we send the red light up in the sky, the other death eaters would get apprised of us and they'd change their place or disapparte at the instance."Ron said suspiring ponderously, gazing at Jugson who was still taxing to utter dreadfully.

"I know and that's why we'll not kill our time.Dispatch the red light and after that we'll go and search for Malfoys and others. We'll leave these two here in this fettle, so that they could guess where've we gone." Harry said looking sharply at Jugson who was tied with his voice lamented and Shunpike who was still stunned by Ron's charm.

Ron conceded and stretched his arm straight upright- "PERICULUM!" He breathed and the red firework like sparks bursted out of thr tip of his wand.
Then both of them left Shunpike and Jugson there and marched off to the cloaked part of the forest which was no more concealed for them.They're pacing straight onward, making the sounds of their footsteps as soft as they could but Ron's heavy shoes were clunking on the bare ground.They're peeking here and there with their wands grasped tightly, primed to duel anytime. In the silent surrounding, they could hear each others breath. Though it wasn't the moonless night but the heavy clouds were all in the starless sky and it seemed like the dark was assimilating them and only the tips of their wands were glimmering.The number of death eaters that might be there was wandering in Harry's mind. They stealthy passed trees after trees, some small others tall but all were conical.

"I reckon Harry why are they still supporting Voldemort who's gone? When the first time he vanished his filthy death eaters split up into different directions to hide themselves. But this time it's different! They're here, though hiding, but together." Ron whispered in silence but his whisper echoed in the dark.

"Because they still think that Voldemort might come back like he always did before.They don't know the clandestine of horcruxes he made. And it's good for us that they aren't split up, as long as they'd remain in a group, the chance to catch them increases for us.That's what Kingsley wants."
Harry whispered back. At the nanosecond when Harry had sew up, his eyes caught a place, though still far from his feet. Harry glimpsed a white tent which appeared uncanny yellowish because it was shimmering from inside. The tent wasn't completely attached to the ground, the slothful death eaters had done a jinx and it was soaring, though stable in its position, few inches above the ground. Harry reckoned that it was larger than the tent he, Ron and Hermione used when they were in run. Harry caught Ron's eyes and cognized that he too had been glimpsing at the tent.

"We got 'em Harry.. They're still here.."

"Let's go.." Harry shook his head and was about to stride in thoroughfare but Ron blocked his path.

"How many of them would be there, you say Harry? Ron said. "Two-- we can fight, four we can handle, but what if they are more than four in number.!!" Ron was right, Harry thought, the tent was bigger and more than four death eaters could nimbly, deftly, stay inside it. Now it was the time to act with encephalon and forbearance instead of gallantry only and Harry nodded to Ron- "we've to wait for Kingsley and Mr. Weasley."

"You don't have to..Wands down!" A sound came from behind their backs. They both wheeled together to gaze the unknown figure but Ron acted energetically and aimed at the direction from where the whisper had come- "Expelliarmus!" He bawled, but the boy in dark dived in the opposite direction to ignore the red light. Now Harry saw the pale face of Draco who returned Ron the same spell but Ron's shielding charm worked well.

"Do not attack!! Do not attack!!" Harry yelled in whisper and Draco stood off to his feet, still pointing an unknown wand at both of them.

"We aren't here to harm you Draco, do not attack!" Harry said with his hands up to his shoulders.

Draco got cuts all over his pale pointed sneering face. Some of the wounds were a bit old and Harry envisaged that he had got them during the war but many of them were fresh and bloody. His eyes were tumefied like he had not slept since ages. His blond hair were dirty and he had an unknown wand wrapped around his trembling palm pointed sharply at both of Ron and Harry.

"Why are you here then? I know what you want.."Draco uttered in his cold voice.

"Oh really you dumb Malfoy,would you like to tell us what we really want then?"Ron utered in fierce.

"You want me and my family to be confined in Azkaban."

"So what's wrong in that?You are double faced and your coward family has done loads of great work and you're now supposed to be paid." Ron's fierce was on his highest peak and Harry gave him a "don't say that" sort of look.

"It's not true Draco we're here to help you!" Harry said, his wand was still down pointing at the ground instead of his opponent.

"Help me?"Malfoy chuckled " sending me into Azkaban isn't a help Potter"
"We don't want you to be--"but before Harry could finish Malfoy uttered in the middle "Look, I do not need-your help okay.J-Just go away from this forest as fast as pssible if you don't want to get killed!"
"Look how much he cares for us--"Ron bawled.
"Shut up Ron!-"
"Shut up for what, he's still on their side Harry..We helped you in the room of requirement when your ass head friend set the whole room into fire, we helped you in the battle when your bloody comrades declined you to be known and were about to kill you and you kept begging to them.."Ron sanrled. "You were yelling to them I'M DRACO MALFOY..I'M ON YOUR SIDE.." he said imitating Malfoy's voice.

Now Draco looked culpable, liable, guilty and he had nothing to say in his defence. Somewhere inside,a feeling of guilt was devouring his heart and smashing his soul and his vacous face and red eyes were a proof of it. He could hear the sound of his heart beating against his chest in pain and agony.

"There was a day,Draco, when a man said that he wanted to help you, though he knew you were trying to kill him but you didn't let him do and denied his help. And there too was a man like you who didn't let him help and you know where he is now. Everybody makes mistakes but mistakes are supposed to be corrected. There is no one who's saint, Draco, even Dumbledore wasn't a one. But he apologized for his mistakes, he tried to ameliorate them and that's what now you're supposed to do. We're not here to harm you and your family. We want to help you." Harry said.