It didn't take much investigating for Draco to find out where Goyle lives and places that he usually hangs around. All he had to do was ask Blaise, the Aurors keep track of everyone who had any affiliation with Voldemort. The first place he'd try was Goyle's home. Like him Goyle's parents left him everything after they died, but unlike him, Goyle chose to live off his parents wealth and not work. He also lived in their old house, something Draco refused to do, he sold his family's manor as soon as it went under his name. He had very good memories in his old house. When Malfoy knocked on Goyle's door no one answered. Not home then…I guess I'll try his favorite pub next. He thought to himself as he apperrated in the ally way behind the dingy looking wizard pub. Draco wrinkled his nose when he stepped into the bar, shady looking people kept to themselves in dark corners and the place had the lovely smell of mold, alcohol, vomit, and was that cat piss too? Looks like a place he would come to. He's too daft to no any better. Draco thought as he scanned the room. He finally spotted him sitting in a booth by himself, head resting on the table.
Goyle looked up as he heard someone sitting down across from him. "S'matter wish you, can't you shee I'm sittin' here?" He slurred out.
"Yes I see you sitting here, that's precisely why I'm here." Draco threw a napkin at Goyle. "Wipe that drool off your face."
"Who the fuck do you think you-" Goyle squinted his eyes as he looked at Draco through the shadows. He started laughing, "Malfoy? Wow, you've got some balls coming hear, trader."
"You know huh? Well you obviously didn't figure that out yourself, so tell me who did?"
"Word gets around." Goyle pointed a finger at Malfoy. "I should really take you out man. You fucked us over."
Draco stood up and pulled out his wand. Staring down at the drunk Goyle he said, "Take me out? Lets go you and me, I'll give you your chance."
Goyle stayed seated and stared around the bar then looked back at Malfoy eyes wide. He shook his head, "No uh I don't think so."
"Hmph, didn't think so." He sat back down but kept his wand out.
"So what do you want then?" Goyle asked as he kept his eyes on Draco's wand.
"You ran into Granger the other day?" He came right out and asked.
Surprised at his question, Goyle looked back into his eyes. "Uh yeah we did."
"Who's we?"
"Marcus Flint, Adrian Pucey, and me."
"And what happened?"
Goyle smirked as he remembered, "Oh man you missed it, we go walking up to her right, thinking she was some normal hottie, hey did you know that Granger got hot, I mean man that body I just wanted to-"
"Will you move on?"
"Oh right, so uh we went up to her trying to get her to come party with us. Well the useless fucking mudblood said no, she should have felt privileged to be asked by purebloods. Really if-" Goyle caught the look of announce on Malfoy's face. "Right so then we kind of got closer to her and you know tried to grab a feel but thought better of it with all the people around. So instead we whispered sweet nothings into her ear." Goyle laughed.
"Sweet nothings?" Draco asked in doubt.
Goyle smirked, "You know told her all the dirty little things we wanted to do to her. You know how we wanted to-" He stopped talking when Draco stood up. "What is it?"
"Nothing I thought something different happened is all. I got what I came for so we're done."
"Wait how do you know about this anyway?"
"I figured something happened from Granger."
"What? You're hanging out with mudblood filth now? You're a fucking joke man, and to think I use to look up to you. You're just as filthy as those-"
Draco had grabbed him by his collar and pulled him up. "Watch what you say." He said in a deadly voice. "I won't stop from hurting you just because there are people around." Goyle just started laughing in hysterics. Malfoy pushed him away in disgust. He turned to walk away when a flashback, of the night he witnessed the muggle girl being raped in the Dark Lords strong hold, hit him; Goyle and Flint were among those who participated in it. He turned back around, with the image of that girls face in his head, and punched Goyle in the face and the ribs, both times feeling the crack of bones. "Stay away from Granger, and any other girl you guys want." He kicked Goyle where he was sprawled on the floor, then turned to leave.
"You'll have to leave young man." The bartender barked.
"I'm done anyways."
Hermione,
Are you ok? I can't imagine what went through your head as those guys cornered you. If you need anything you know where to find me and Ginny. I informed the department and told them to keep track of them. Thanks for the tip, they might have just said it to scare you, but you never know. If anything else happens keep me updated…Huh, a letter just came in, apparently Goyle got into a bar fight last night, with Malfoy. I'm going to write to Malfoy and send the letter with this one. Give it to him will you? And I know what you're thinking Hermione, there's probably a good reason why he was fraternizing with his old Deatheater buddies. I trust him, I don't need to tell you why, and so should you.
Love Always, Harry
Hermione huffed as she walked out onto the balcony where Draco was seated, staring up at the moon. He turned as he heard her behind him. "What?" He asked. She just handed him the sealed letter Harry had sent for him. He ripped it open and read:
Malfoy,
I was informed that you got into a fight with Gregory Goyle last night at the Black Broom pub. We're keeping a special eye on Goyle after a confrontation Hermione had with him. If you could tell me why you fought with him and if he said anything that would be of interest to the Auror department I would be grateful.
Harry J. Potter,
Senior Auror.
Ministry of Magic
Auror Department
Draco walked inside, right past Hermione who was still watching him with her arms crossed, and took out pen and paper.
Potter,
I figured out Granger had a run in with a few of my old classmates, and she was obviously shaken up about something so a sought Goyle out. I found him at the Black Broom and I questioned him. I had thought he cornered Granger to questioner her about me. You know as well as I do that the few Deatheaters that walked would love to get their hands on me for turning spy. Well it turned out it had nothing to do with me, and I wouldn't have fought him but I couldn't help myself. You were there when they questioned me on why I wanted to turn spy, Goyle and Flint were one of those guys, and the way they talked to Granger, well you get the picture. He didn't give me any information that would help you boys out, but he hasn't dropped his old ways, you know mudbloods are scum of the earth and all that bit.
Draco Malfoy
He sent out the letter, then turned to find Hermione still watching him. "Well?" She asked in frustration.
Draco sighed, "Well what?"
"Would you mind telling me why you got into a fight with Gregory Goyle, coincidently three days after I had a run in with him and two of his buddies?"
Malfoy shrugged. "You wouldn't tell me what happened and I thought he was asking about me, so I thought I'd find out for myself."
"Why would he question me about you?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Well for your information it had nothing to do with you; he just mentioned that just because Voldemort's gone that doesn't mean that all dark wizards are gone."
"Is that all?"
"Yes."
"Liar." Draco stated bluntly.
"What?" Hermione asked taken aback.
"That's not the only thing that happened."
"Yeah well nothing really happened anyways, just words." She paused and then turned to walk done the hall. "I'm going to check on Vanya, make sure she's still a sleep. Night."
The next morning, Draco was woken by little hands shaking his shoulder. He opened his eyes and found Vanya smiling at him, he looked at the clock, 6:40am, he groaned and turned on his side facing away from her. "Go back to bed." He mumbled.
"But I'm not sleepy." When Draco didn't stir she whined, "Please Draco I'm hungry."
"Go wake Granger." He grunted, before he was fast asleep again. Vanya sighed and climbed into bed with Draco. She curled up against his back and closed her eyes.
Hermione woke up at 7am. She splashed cold water on her face before she went to peek into Vanya's room. Not here, must be up already…usually she wakes me if she's up before I am. She must have waken Malfoy this time. She thought to herself as she walked into the living room, not there, Dinning room, not there, and kitchen not there. She glanced out onto the balcony, no one was there. Panicked she ran to wake Malfoy, she was about to yell for him to wake up when she saw Vanya curled against his back. Hermione let out a sigh, I thought…well I'm not sure what I thought. Thank God she's here. She went to close the door when Draco mumbled, "Granger?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't you know how to knock?"
"I was worried when I couldn't find Vanya."
He jumped out of bed, "Vanya's gone?" She pointed down at his bed, where Vanya was awake smiling up at him. "I thought you went to wake Granger up?"
"Nope."
Hermione rolled her eyes and walked out of his room. "So uh, still hungry?"
She smiled, "I want pancakes!"
A/N- So it's been forever, I've been really busy with school, but now that classes are starting to slow, I should be able to right a lot more now. Sorry for the wait. Well thanks for reading and PLEASE REVIEW!!XoXo