Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Dragon's Will ❯ The Encounter ( Chapter 2 )

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As the moon slowly cascaded down the horizon, the sun slowly made it's appearance on the other end, shining it's bright rays of warmth the world. It was rather early for the sun that morning, at least that's what it felt like to the blond. Laying there in bed, Draco slowly slipped off the covers as he laid there upon his back the sun giving warmth to his bare chest, his eyes slowly opening, adjusting to the brightness of the room. A groan of discomfort came from his parted lips as he sat up, his muscles stiff, slowly bringing his legs over the side of the bed, the blond pushed himself to his feet and finally had his first morning stretch. A yawn escaped his lips as he adjusted his black silk pajama pants, stepping off the rug near his bed he stepped onto the cold wooden floor which gave him a chill as he ventured to the glass doors of his balcony.
Grabbing a hold of the golden handles he pulled the doors open and ventured out onto his balcony, leaning against the concrete ledge his gaze lowered to his mother sitting in the garden, tending to her flowers and other plants. She was radiant, her long blond locks shining in the light, her face glowing beautifully with the rays of the sun, it brought a smile to Draco's face to see his mother so content. After a few moments he was shocked to see her glance up at him and wave, laughing lightly the blond returned the wave and turned heading off back into his bedroom. By that time he noticed that bed was made and a pair of clean clothes were set out for him.
Draco headed off into his large marble tiled bathroom, moving to the shower he adjusted the water and allowed it heat up. Slipping out of his pajama pants and boxers he grabbed the bundle and tossed them into a dirty clothes hamper. Stepping into the shower, as the water hit his flesh a hiss escaped his lips as the water was still adjusting, as it began to warm up a sigh of relief was heard. Allowing the water to flatten his bed hair, and cascade down his body, Draco placed a hand on the wall of the shower and leaned against it, leaning his body further underneath the water. The warm water causing his muscles to relax, grabbing the shampoo he began to lather up.
As soon as his shower was over and done with, Draco was out, with a towel around his waist as he stood before the mirror, combing his hair and getting ready for the day. After getting ready the blond headed out to his bedroom and dressed in the clothes that were laid out for him. His attire consisted of a pair of black jeans with a black cotton t-shirt and black boots. Giving himself one last check in the mirror, he gave his hair one last fix before he was satisfied. Feeling a tad hungry, Draco grabbed his wand and traveling cloak, heading out of his bedroom he made his way down through the kitchen to the dining room. There sitting at the table was Narcissa sipping her morning tea her gardening hat laying on the empty space beside her, the usual spot where Lucius used to sit. Draco smiled to her and moved over, placing a kiss upon her cheek.
"Good Morning Mum" he smiled as he took a seat in his usual spot as he did one of the house elves popped in and carried a plate for Draco filled with his favorite items and a goblet of pumpkin juice. After placing it before him, she bowed and popped out. Draco smiled and picked up his utensils beginning to chow down.
"A letter from the Head Mistress at Hogwarts came in today" spoke Narcissa as she lifted her gardening hat, taking up the envelope and handing it to her son.
Draco blinked, swallowed what food he had in his mouth, taking a drink of the juice he cleaned off with a napkin and took the envelope from his mother, opening it he began to scan through it "What exactly did the Dark Lord have you say or do?" he finally asked while closing the envelope and resuming his eating.
Narcissa took a sip of her tea "Well, let's just say that I have my way of sorting things out my son. What does the letter say?"
"I'm going to be a Prefect or something along those lines, I was already a Prefect my fifth year, now I'm going to be one my seventh year? It doesn't make sense" he scoffed while taking a bite of a strip of bacon "It says I'll be having a large role to do in the school." seeing the annoyed look upon her boys face caused her to smile.
"You're going to be Head Boy" she finally came out with the truth which got the blond to cough and hit his chest to stop him from choking on some food "I'm sorry... what? ... how in bloody hell and am I going to be Head Boy? I almost killed their bloody Head Master and yet I'm Head Boy?"
Narcissa sighed "That was the only way I could get you back into Hogwarts, Draco."
"It doesn't make any blasted sense, Mum. How was that the only way? I won't be able to communicate with the Dark Lord" he grumbled. "Unless I have Crabbe or Goyle rely the message. Those two knuckle heads can even find their way to the common room they're so dumb"
A sigh left Narcissa's lips after she finished off her tea "I'm sorry my son, those were the arrangements. You must go through with them if you wish to keep the Dark Lord content" arising to her feet Narcissa grabbed her gardening hat, slipping it on she moved close to Draco and placed a kiss upon his cheek "Have a good time Diagon Alley. The list of your items are near the door" without another word she headed out.
Draco sat there finishing off his breakfast before getting up, leaving his plate there he grabbed his traveling cloak, taking one last drink of juice before slipping on the cloak and heading for the front door. Grabbing the list as he exited he pocketed it beside his bag of galleons in his traveling cloak. Taking out his wand with a swish he apparated to Nocturne Alley. Passing through, shoving a few peasants aside the blond made his way to Diagon, upon coming out from the lower level of Nocturne Alley, his silver hues began to scan all that was before him. Many students noticing him off the bat, but then again who wouldn't? With his platinum blond locks. Ignoring the whispers and stares Draco headed off to the robe shop, which was the first thing he had to do, was get fitted for robes. It didn't take long considering upon his arrival he was put ahead of most of the lower class people.
As three hours passed, Draco had gotten all that he needed on the list, having sent the items home with a wave of his wand, he decided to take a breather before heading home. Making his way to 'Three Broom Sticks' he pushed the doors open, upon doing so he heard a yelp followed by a thud. Glancing down all he could see what a mop of brown bushy hair.
A snarl formed upon his lips as he realized who it was as she stood up to dust off "Watch where you're going, filthy mudblood" he hissed to her.
Hearing the rude insult, Hermione's dark brown hues narrowed into a glare "You're one to talk, Ferret" in an instant her eyes went from narrow to wide as she gasped and groaned upon being slammed against the wall by her throat.
Draco glared to her, fixing his robes "Best keep your mouth shut mudblood, if you know what's good for you" turning he headed off to find a seat, though his keen sense of hearing he heard her moving rather quickly, turning around he grabbed her wand and yanked it from her grasp "Magic out of school. A big No no for a little girl like you, here be a good mudblood and fetch" throwing the wand across the room he walked off like nothing happened causing Hermione to go retrieve it.
Those who had witnessed the scene, some shook their heads, others whispered comments to the ones next to them. Draco didn't mind at all, it didn't matter to him what they thought, he was above them all, at least that's what he was raised to believe. Ordering a butterbeer, as the large frosty glass was placed in front of him, Draco took hold of the handle and sat back, enjoying his drink. A few fellow Slytherins had witnessed the scene, moving over to his table they joined him and shared a good laugh. It wasn't long until Draco grew bored of his company, he had to admit though some of those girls had seemed to bloom into quite attractive women over the summer break in his opinion which made him begin to think on how he could have his way with them during school. As the girls left and bid their goodbyes to Draco with pecks on the cheek a few on the lips, they headed off. Draco sat there finishing off his third butterbeer, the entire time the happy go lucky Gryffindor Trio were sitting a few tables away, whispering about how he was there when he was supposed to be in hiding, right away knowing that something was up.
Hermione sat there at the table, taking a drink of her pumpkin juice "I don't understand it, how can he be back? It was his fault that so many were killed and injured."
Ron snarled "You know the Malfoys, never playing fair, always getting their way with money"
"Yes but Lucius is in Azkaban, I don't think Narcissa is a Death Eater is she?" spoke Hermione while setting her glass down.
"I don't know Hermione" chimed in Harry "She is from a full Death Eater family, she even married into a Death Eater family"
Ron could see the situation was eating away at the brunette and decided to change the subject "We got your owl earlier this week, are you excited you got to be Head Girl?"
Harry could only laugh "I'm not surprised, considering she was the first for everything, passing all of the classes up to this point."
Hermione could only smile to her friends, "I do try, well, lets not worry about the ferret and enjoy our time" raising her glass she proposed a toast and finished off the last of her drink.