Harry blinked when the hand grabbed onto his robes and he went to swipe it away the moment that Draco had pulled him off to the side. "Get your damn hands off of me!" he barked, straightening his cloak. "What's wrong, afraid someone might see you speaking to m- ... Who poisoned her..?"
Harry repeated the question back to him slowly as he tried to buy himself a little bit more time. As far as Harry was aware, no one knew exactly what or WHO had poisoned her. Not the healers or any aurors for that matter. He held his breath as he watched the passer-by quiver under Draco's stare and he waited until the pair of them were once again alone and going unnoticed by the rest of the crowd.
Harry turned his attention back to Draco and his voice turned acid, "Call her that once more and I swear you won't have a tongue to utter that word again by the time I'm through with you. And don't ask stupid questions to which you already know the answers. I'm not going to tell you how they poisoned her. I don't want to start giving you any bloody ideas and as for who, I assumed it's one of your lot and if it is I'll find out. We're already narrowing it down to a few select members that were at the restaurant that day, so it's only a matter of time."
It was a lie - they weren't any closer to figuring out what had poisoned Hermione, nor were they close as to figuring out who had done it. Despite this, he kept his eyes narrowed and his face straight, as he did not want to give Malfoy any reason to suspect that he was lying. "When will your kind realize that killing muggle-borns is pointless? Don't you remember what happened to you the last time you decided to do something so stupid and reckless? ...Why do you even care? Because I know you don't give a damn about Hermione Granger."
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Date: 2010-12-06 02:09 am (UTC)Harry repeated the question back to him slowly as he tried to buy himself a little bit more time. As far as Harry was aware, no one knew exactly what or WHO had poisoned her. Not the healers or any aurors for that matter. He held his breath as he watched the passer-by quiver under Draco's stare and he waited until the pair of them were once again alone and going unnoticed by the rest of the crowd.
Harry turned his attention back to Draco and his voice turned acid, "Call her that once more and I swear you won't have a tongue to utter that word again by the time I'm through with you. And don't ask stupid questions to which you already know the answers. I'm not going to tell you how they poisoned her. I don't want to start giving you any bloody ideas and as for who, I assumed it's one of your lot and if it is I'll find out. We're already narrowing it down to a few select members that were at the restaurant that day, so it's only a matter of time."
It was a lie - they weren't any closer to figuring out what had poisoned Hermione, nor were they close as to figuring out who had done it. Despite this, he kept his eyes narrowed and his face straight, as he did not want to give Malfoy any reason to suspect that he was lying. "When will your kind realize that killing muggle-borns is pointless? Don't you remember what happened to you the last time you decided to do something so stupid and reckless? ...Why do you even care? Because I know you don't give a damn about Hermione Granger."