The Bet (Drarry)

Chapter 13

The cloaked figure hurried quickly down the hall. They passed the old potions room, and turned a right at the corner leading out of the dungeons. Little did they know, the person they were hiding from was coming the same way...

Dylan and Draco were walking down to the Slytherin common room. Surprisingly, most of the Slytherins have started accepting him after what had happened. It turned out most of them could relate, and understood that he didn't want to go into detail about it. Dylan quickly became very close with a few Slytherins, most of them being Pansy, Blaise, and even Theodore Nott and him were semi getting along. He was going down to the Slytherin dorms to stay there for a while after too many of the 8th years were getting too handsy and curious about his scars.

As they go to turn the corner, Draco spots a bit of pushy hair poking out and quickly shoves Dylan into a small alcove behind a tapestry. Dylan struggles at first, but stops once he notices it's just Draco. Draco puts his index finger to his lips and makes a 'shush' gesture. Harry doesn't understand, until he peeks out from behind the tapestry.

He glances at Draco to figure out their game plan, but before they could even meet eyes, Draco whispered "Petrificus Totalus".

The cloaked figures arms snapped to their side, while their legs snapped together. They hit the ground with a very loud thud.

Quickly, before anyone could register what that loud noise was, Dylan and Draco rushed out from behind the tapestry and picked up the stiff body. They started running down the corridor before they reached the abandoned potions room. Neither of the boys really liked to go in here, but it was necessary.

Draco quickly send a patronus to Ron to meet them in the abandoned potions room and to bring all of his most dangerous pranks.

Dylan walked over to the old potions cabinet and grabbed out a small tube with a yellowish liquid in it.

---10 minutes later---

Ron bursts through the door with an old rickety cardboard box in his arms screaming "wait for-"

He stops mid-sentence when he sees his girlfriend. Laying on a wooden table in the middle of the room, tied down, So she couldn't get away.

Normally, he would have found this funny, and made a joke about how he knew she liked it kinky, but couldn't bring him to make a joke at such a serious time like this.

Ron walked over to the table, and set the cardboard box down on the edge of it. With shaky hands, he grabbed the vial that Draco was holding out to him, and slowly walked over to the edge of the table that was closer to Hermione's face.

"It's okay Ron... You don't have to do it if you don't want to you know" Dylan said, reaching over and rubbing comforting circles on his best mates back.

"I'm fine Dylan, I promise. I just don't see how someone this sweet looking could do something such as this..." Ron says while putting the serum into the unconscious girls mouth. He then gently massages her throat to get her to swallow.

After room backs away from Hermione, shaking slightly, Dylan shakes Hermione awake none to kindly. "Wake up you filthy mudblood" Says Dylan.

The bushy haired girl starts to stir on the table. Fussy, stretching her fingers, and then her legs and neck. It takes her about thirty seconds before she realized where she is.

"What the fuck am I doing her?" The girl spots out glaring at each person present in turn.

"You" Draco speaks up "are here to answer some questions for us."

"Yes, we are very curious as to why you did what you did"said Dylan stepping more into Hermione line of sight.

"You should know" Hermione spits in their faces.

"Well we don't, do care too fucking explain it to use your highness." Says Ron. Speaking up for the first time since Hermione woke up.

Hermione looks at the red head with utmost rage. "How could you associate yourself with these freaks?! After all that time of fighting for the light, you are just going to associate with the dark like that?! Do you know how many lives were lost? How many families lost loved ones because of that way? And you are just going to throw away everything we fought for, just like that?! I expected more from you Ronald." Hermione tutted in conclusion.

Ron's face turned about as red as his hair. "HOW DARE YOU INSULT MY FRIENDS LIKE THAT! THEY ARE NOT DARK, NOR ARE THEY EVIL! I DO REMEMBER THE WAR, I REMBER WHAT WE SACRAFICED. I LOST MY OWN BROTHER FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! A NAME DOES NOT MAKE YOU EVIL, SO WHY SHOULD A BLOOD INHERITANCE, SOMETHING YOU CANNOT CHANGE, MAKE YOU EVIL! IF YOU BELIEVE IN THAT HERMIONE, WHY DON'T YOU JUST GO JOIN THE REST OF VOLDEMORTS PATHETIC FOLLOWERS! IM SURE THEY COULD USE YOUR POSITIVE ASS FUCKING ATTITUDE IN AZKABAN!" Ron turns around about to leave, but whips back around, forgetting something. "Oh, and in case you didn't know, we are FUCKING OVER!!!!" Ron yelled before slapping her across the face and leaving the room.

Hermione stares at the door in shock for a few minutes, while Draco and Dylan were chuckling in the background.

"Finally grew a backbone, didn't he." Hermione said glancing at the duo.

"He's had one, he's just never had to use it." Replied Dylan coolly.

"I wasn't talking to you, you filthy creature." Said Hermione snappily towards Dylan.

Dylan just smirked as Draco shoved a light green prank capsule into Hermione's mouth. She struggled, and tried to spit it out, but she failed miserably. Draco had literally shoved it down her throat.

To everyone's surprise, nothing happened. After a few more questions, and figuring out that Hermione had done it of her own free will, and that this was all her doing, the ministry showed up. Harry and Draco both gave the ministry a copy of their memories of the event, leaving out the little snippet of the prank pill part.

Hermione was then taken away to Azkaban to await her trial.

A/N I'm sorry for not updating sooner. I have been having tons of
personal problems lately and have not had a lot of time to write. Thank you to those that are still reading this, I promise this fanfiction is not abandoned. Also, I'm sorry for updating this late at night/early in the morning. It is 3:30 AM here, and I can't sleep. Stay tuned for more drarry!

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