Hello everyone! I'm back! Starting the sequel now! I'm going to warn you all before hand that I think these chapters might end up being shorter at first since I don't have a lot written. However I decided to put up this relatively short first chapter for now. If I have the willpower to type anymore tonight I might just add the second one. It's great to be back! I do not own HP.
One two three turn, one two three turn; Draco paced up and down the cool hardwood floor in his bedroom. The floor was so cold that Draco could almost feel it through his shoes. His head was bent downwards, his arms clasped behind his back. This is how he had spent the last couple days.
Just under two weeks ago everything in Draco's world had been flipped upside down. On the night of May twenty-third Dumbledore was killed. On that one day he had lost the one person that meant everything to him. And now he was awaiting his punishment, or it was punishment in his eyes. Tomorrow was Draco's birthday, the one day he had been looking forward to for years. For tomorrow he'd be of legal wizarding age. Draco could leave Malfoy Manor and never come back. It was so tangible that he could feel it on his fingertips, but he knew it wouldn't be easy. Draco was one-hundred percent positive that Lucius would sense his motives and make sure that he didn't leave without his parting gift, a gift that Draco had been dreading for quite some time. Lucius would make sure that Draco would receive the Dark Mark. No matter how bad Draco looked in the eyes of the Order of the Phoenix and more importantly Jess, he didn't want to make it worse by brandishing the skull and snake on his forearm. This is why he had been pacing, he was thinking of an escape plan.
A soft knock sounded on his door. Draco's head looked up and over to the door. "Who is it?"
"It's just me." Narcissa replied in a warm tone. Draco quickly crossed the distance of the floor and opened the door to see his beautiful mother. "Your father left about ten minutes ago. Are you ready?"
Draco nodded firmly while issuing her in and closing the door. "I have to be ready don't I?'
His mother smoothed out his hair as tears started to roll down her cheeks. "You can't stay here any longer and be who you want to be."
"I know mum, that's why I'm doing this." Draco grabbed a small bag he had packed and slung it over one shoulder.
"Please be safe." She pleaded in a low whisper.
"I will, but I'm not sure where to go."
"Anywhere but here, Draco. Stay away from places you know your father might visit."
Draco held open the door. "I shall," he waited for his mother to first exit the door. With his wand gripped firmly in his hand Draco shut his bedroom door for the last time and put some charms on the door, anything that would give him an extra few seconds to get as far away as possible. The descent down the staircase was quiet as Narcissa led Draco out the back door.
"Whatever you do don't send Aeolus with a letter. You father will track you down." Narcissa warned while stepping outside with him. "How well can you apparate?"
"Mum, I've been practicing everyday for a couple hours since I've returned."
"Good." Narcissa looked up at her son with a tear streaked face. She kissed both of his cheeks and gave his hair one last stroke. "I know I never said this enough while you were growing up, but, Draco I love you."
"Love you too mum." The pair hugged and Narcissa watched her baby boy disappear into the night.
Its now obvious what path he has chosen. I kinda left it up in the air at the end of the last one. As in he might have been pursaded to continue doing Death Eater things and becoming one. But I think most everyone knew I just couldn't have him do that now could I? Next chapter will be longer for sure! Until then!