Arachnia

~Chapter 3~

"Seriously girl, are you that stupid!"

"If you think it was so bad then why didn't you do it yourself?!"

"Because I know you are an expert in this field."

"Then don't complain Draco!" She flipped her long black hair over her shoulder. Draco did have to give her credit though. They sat in the common room in silence. Then Draco finally broke the silence.

"I just thought that it should have been more." He looked at her.

"Fine then. Next time do it yourself!" She got up and headed for the girls' dormitory. Draco caught up with her and grabbed her hand.

"That's not what I meant..." He looked at her and pushed her closer to him. She looked at him angrily. "I wanted to keep her away from, instead she nearly suffocated me." She relaxed a little. He ran her fingers through her hair. They heard some heavy foot steps and quickly let go of each other. It was Crabbe and Goyle.

"What do you want?" Draco sneered as Alina went up the girls' dormitory.

~|~

It was the fifth day at Hogwarts. Everything was calm compared to the first. Pansy's outrage wasn't talked much about. Ron, especially, avoided the topic.

"Ron, I seriously think that you get over your fear of spiders!" Hermione exclaimed. "You'll get sick!"

"No I won't. I'm perfectly fine," He and Hermione walked down the hall.

"You haven't eaten in four days!"

"I'm-I'm on a diet," he quickly lied. Hermione didn't believe it obviously.

"Ron, you really should eat," She took his hand. "I'll get worried about you." She smiled.

They walked down the corridor and let go hands when they ran into Harry.

"Hey Harry."

"Hey." Harry was just coming from a meeting with the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

"So what you discuss in the meeting?" Hermione asked.

"We have to pick who should be the team's captain since Oliver Wood left and last year we didn't have a team."

"Yeah, Slytherin had their captain an extra year. The brainless git..." Ron laughed. Then they heard a loud crash up ahead.

"What was that?" Ron barely made out in a whisper.

"I would answer that if I only knew," Hermione said smartly. "It's probably Peeves."

"Yeah, I don't think Aragog will come visiting us anytime soon," Harry bantered.

"Har har..." Ron made a face.

"So what are you guys going to do about picking a captain?" Hermione asked as they began their way to the common room.

"They want to pick me," Harry said, not knowing to boast about it or talk of it like nothing.

"Really!" Ron said with excitement.

"Harry! That's wonderful!" Hermione exclaimed.

~Back in the Hallway where there they heard the sound~

Draco and Alina were in an empty classroom discussing a few things.

"I want the person to be Potter," he said.

"But Potter isn't afraid of anything. He could just laugh at a site of one." She said casually.

"I didn't ask you for your opinion," Draco snapped, pacing back and forth.

"You should really learn to watch your mouth. I don't think you want to wake up in terror." Alina yawned. "Besides, Potter has been face-to-face with You-know-who five times already. And three times he practically went searching for him."

"Hmm. I see your point."

"I think we should go for his weak points..."

"You just said he doesn't have any!" He was confused.

"No Draco. You don't get my point." She got up. "I meant his friends. The people he cares about most."

"Like that mudblood and weasel?"

"Yes. But I prefer you don't use that term 'mudblood.' It's not very professional." Draco looked at her. She rolled her eyes and they headed for the door.

"What do you mean 'not professional?'" he asked as she opened the door to leave.

"It's childish." She stepped back as something, more like somebody, made a cabinet fall. Alina gasped and quickly pulled a little boy into the classroom behind her.

"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU HERE!"

"I just wanted to see my big sister..." It was a little boy about eleven with the same black hair as Alina.

"You were spying on us, weren't you?" She grabbed the collar of his shirt.

"I didn't know that there were two of you." He put up an innocent face. He looked behind her and saw Draco. They both smirked. They heard some voices outside the room.

"Get your mind out the gutter!" she whispered. They all stood still waiting for the voices to go away. "We could have been caught! It was Potter and his friends!"

"So...Is this another one of your spider pranks?" The little boy let go of her grasp.

"Who is this?" Draco finally asked.

"My little brother, Devon. He's a fist year." She peeked out the door to see if the coast was clear. "Gryffindor."

"Oh..."

"You know I can help you...since I somehow let my ears wonder. It won't be easy forgetting what I heard." He sat down in a chair close by.

"I hate you," Alina spat. "You and your blackmailing!"

"Hey, a skill is a skill!" He pretended to polish his nails on his robes and blow them.

"Whatever..."

"Maybe he can help us." Draco had an idea. "You said he was in Gryffindor, right?"

"Yea," It suddenly hit her. "Of course! My, my Draco. You finally thought of something useful!"

"Huh?" Devon did not get it.

"You may be a pain, but now we have a job for you."

"Wha--what?" Devon choked. He obviously did not plan this to happen.

"Mum and Dad always believe you, and well...let's just say they'll believe me too." A mischievous grin spread upon her face.