Post by darkangelmiyuki on Dec 12, 2007 16:54:26 GMT -5
Disclaimer I do own Harry Potter!...well atcully it’s more like I stole him…(see him in the background tied up and gagged)Er… never mind, I don’t really own him, don’t sue!
This is a HP/DM slash story
“Why... Why can’t I get that idiot out of my mind?
It was easier to hate him than to feel like this. I wish I could stop having these irritating feelings fo-“ Draco’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted when Crabbe and Goyle walked into the Slytherin Common Room.
"Hey" Crabbe said shortly. He and Goyle didn't stay, though. They instead passed Draco by and walked through the door that led to the boy’s dormitories. Half a year ago, Draco stopped being friends with them and vice versa. They didn't necessarily hate each other, so they still greeted one another from time to time but that was about it.
Ever since Draco started living for himself, instead of obeying everything his father told him, he changed dramatically. He knew it and even though he tried his best not to show it, Crabbe and Goyle still noticed. Malfoy knew that they would never spill that to anyone, being his past best friends, and it was very relieving.
Malfoy's independence was the reason that they had stopped being friends. "Heh-heh" Draco laughed at that. In all truth, it wasn't really a friendship at all, it was more like they were his bodyguards or lackeys to back him up when his menacing glares couldn’t do the trick.
Draco got up from the chair he was sitting in and made his way out into the hallway. Except for a few silvery ghosts that were hovering around, the halls were empty.
"Hmm. I guess everyone's gone to winter break." He muttered to himself. Other than himself, Crabbe, Goyle, and his family, no one had noticed his change in attitude. They had, of course, noticed how much more solitary he had become and how he now withdrew from social settings more often, but so far no one had said anything to him.
At times, he wished people would notice that he was no longer his old self, the arrogant and degrading Slytherin that they all knew and hated. Although Draco told himself that the less people knew, the better, but someone else in the school knew entirely. A door suddenly opened, causing Draco to jump back in surprise. Hermione stepped out into the hallway. ”Oh, sorry” she said but upon realizing it was Draco, her sincerity disappeared immediately
“What do you want?”
In truth her blunt and emotionless comment sort of hurt, but he wasn’t about to let her know that. “What I want doesn’t really concern you now, does it mud-blood?”
He shot back, giving her one of his best evil glares. Hermione only shot back an icy look in response before walking down the hall, her robe flowing behind her like a cheesy super-heroes cape.
“I wonder what she was doing in there…” he muttered to himself. Allowing his curiosity to get the better of him, he waited until he was sure that Hermione could no longer see him and walked into the room Hermione had just recently exited.
As he entered the room he saw Harry sitting against the wall, his shoulders slumped forward, and his head down. He was about to say something to him when he noticed that was sound asleep.
Draco stepped closer to see two identical goblets next to him. Both goblets were filled with what seemed to be apple cider, but one of them was half empty. Draco picked up the half empty goblet and examined it closely. Upon doing this, he noticed that it contained the sleeping potion that they had made in potions class earlier that day.
“Heh-heh… only an idiot like you would mix up your apple cider with a sleeping potion.” Draco looked around the potions room shortly, then sat down on the floor in front of Harry and began to think.
That’s the end of the first chapter. I posted this on fanfiction.net a while ago but wanted to see the response here. Hope you enjoy!!
This is a HP/DM slash story
“Why... Why can’t I get that idiot out of my mind?
It was easier to hate him than to feel like this. I wish I could stop having these irritating feelings fo-“ Draco’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted when Crabbe and Goyle walked into the Slytherin Common Room.
"Hey" Crabbe said shortly. He and Goyle didn't stay, though. They instead passed Draco by and walked through the door that led to the boy’s dormitories. Half a year ago, Draco stopped being friends with them and vice versa. They didn't necessarily hate each other, so they still greeted one another from time to time but that was about it.
Ever since Draco started living for himself, instead of obeying everything his father told him, he changed dramatically. He knew it and even though he tried his best not to show it, Crabbe and Goyle still noticed. Malfoy knew that they would never spill that to anyone, being his past best friends, and it was very relieving.
Malfoy's independence was the reason that they had stopped being friends. "Heh-heh" Draco laughed at that. In all truth, it wasn't really a friendship at all, it was more like they were his bodyguards or lackeys to back him up when his menacing glares couldn’t do the trick.
Draco got up from the chair he was sitting in and made his way out into the hallway. Except for a few silvery ghosts that were hovering around, the halls were empty.
"Hmm. I guess everyone's gone to winter break." He muttered to himself. Other than himself, Crabbe, Goyle, and his family, no one had noticed his change in attitude. They had, of course, noticed how much more solitary he had become and how he now withdrew from social settings more often, but so far no one had said anything to him.
At times, he wished people would notice that he was no longer his old self, the arrogant and degrading Slytherin that they all knew and hated. Although Draco told himself that the less people knew, the better, but someone else in the school knew entirely. A door suddenly opened, causing Draco to jump back in surprise. Hermione stepped out into the hallway. ”Oh, sorry” she said but upon realizing it was Draco, her sincerity disappeared immediately
“What do you want?”
In truth her blunt and emotionless comment sort of hurt, but he wasn’t about to let her know that. “What I want doesn’t really concern you now, does it mud-blood?”
He shot back, giving her one of his best evil glares. Hermione only shot back an icy look in response before walking down the hall, her robe flowing behind her like a cheesy super-heroes cape.
“I wonder what she was doing in there…” he muttered to himself. Allowing his curiosity to get the better of him, he waited until he was sure that Hermione could no longer see him and walked into the room Hermione had just recently exited.
As he entered the room he saw Harry sitting against the wall, his shoulders slumped forward, and his head down. He was about to say something to him when he noticed that was sound asleep.
Draco stepped closer to see two identical goblets next to him. Both goblets were filled with what seemed to be apple cider, but one of them was half empty. Draco picked up the half empty goblet and examined it closely. Upon doing this, he noticed that it contained the sleeping potion that they had made in potions class earlier that day.
“Heh-heh… only an idiot like you would mix up your apple cider with a sleeping potion.” Draco looked around the potions room shortly, then sat down on the floor in front of Harry and began to think.
That’s the end of the first chapter. I posted this on fanfiction.net a while ago but wanted to see the response here. Hope you enjoy!!