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Volume II: Burn

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This story is No. 2 in the series "Scriptificus Totalus". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: The continuing series posted on livejournal written by 5 authors crossing Buffy and Harry Potter and chronicling the rebuilding of the Watcher's Council in that universe.

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Harry Potter > GeneralscriptificusFR18167318,59518307191,8541 Mar 1017 Jul 10Yes

Wookin Pah Nub

March 6, 2005 10:33 AM

Draco sighed when he saw Abbott lurking around in the halls where his room was. If he didn't know better, he'd swear she was stalking him.

But Draco knew better - she was stalking Blaise.

It was almost admirable. Her excuses for being where his best mate happened to be were always so solid and uttered with such exasperation and disdain. Draco saw through that. When she thought no one was looking, she had such a soft look for Blaise. Draco could not recall anyone ever looking at Blaise like that, and while Draco knew they were all wrong for one another, a part of him wanted his best friend to notice how she looked at him, to like it. Draco was getting a bit tired of these horrible shrews his best friend seemed to gravitate towards.

"He's not here."

"He has not been here since Wednesday," Hannah replied, trying to keep the disappointment from her voice.

She didn't care. Why should she? It was not as if she liked being around him. But a deeper part of Hannah knew she did care. She liked Blaise. Or she was beginning to. He was not an empty shell. He did have substance to him. He was becoming this wonderful discovery.

Draco was frowning. That right there just proved his point. Hannah Abbott knew more about his best friend's coming and goings than he did. You didn't do that unless you were planning to ruin someone or you loved them. If she were a Slytherin, Draco might suspect both. It wasn't much of a difference to people who had been raised like him.

"He's probably been busy."

"Busy doing what?" Hannah asked. "He doesn't have a real job."

Draco snickered. No, Blaise did not have a typical job, but she made him sound so lazy. "He's not a layabout, you know, and he does have other friends besides me."

"No, I didn't mean-"

"I know."

Hannah frowned and wrung her hands.

Draco was oddly touched by how genuinely upset she seemed that Blaise had not checked in.

"Look, I promised the whole day to Pevensie today, but I'll floo him this afternoon and tell him you're looking for him."

"What?" Hannah asked, eyes wide. "No. I'm not... we aren't... it isn't..."

"Yes? Pick a sentence and commit, please."

Hannah glared at Malfoy. "I was just curious."

"Of course you were," Draco replied in a knowing tone.

"Malfoy..."

"Look, Abbott, if you're going to be curious about my best mate, shouldn't you call me Draco? It's all right, I promise. You won't go to hell for addressing someone like me so plainly."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm not going to taint you if we become a bit less formal. After all, we have had lunch together and no one died."

"Draco, I don't... you're not... what I mean to say is..."

"Once again we have issues with using our words."

Hannah considered what to say. "I'm not happy about your past. In fact, a lot of times just thinking about it makes me furious, but it is, in fact, the past. You're not that spoiled brat who followed a dark wizard. Well, mostly. I know you are being watched and monitored, but I don't think you're evil. Morally ambiguous, yes, but I see how you are with Pevensie, with everyone here. You are dedicated to something good, and that makes you not bad in my eyes."

He hadn't expected that.

"Thanks."

Draco suddenly felt awkward.

"I must get to Pevensie. She does not like waiting. I'll let you know if I see Blaise... without mentioning to him that you're looking."

She opened her mouth.

"I mean curious," he said, cutting her off. "I won't mention you are curious."

Draco nodded at her and walked off. Hannah was left with the odd sensation that she had just somehow impressed Draco Malfoy, and she was not exactly sure how.
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