A/N This is my second story! I have a lil more experience and am a lil better author! Neway flames and reviews r accepted.
THIS IS A POST OOTP FIC SO IT IS DEDICATED TO MY FAVORITE CHARACTER EVEN THOUGH I AM A SLYTHERIN
MR. SIRIUS BLACK
Disclaimer: I don't own anythign but the plot. If I owned it(HP) I'd have lots of dogs with their own rooms and I would never work again and kill Lestrange and bring back Sirius... On with the show
Chapter 1
Enter Malfoy
Malfoy. Maleficus meaning evil doer. In medieval times it describes witches whose acts were call maleficia. Maleficia, death or serious illness, or any kind of wish that is negative towards someone else.
My life was not easy. My name is Malfoy. Draco Malfoy.
From the time I was born, I was just my father's off spring, never a son. I was taught things people hope to never hear. I was taught to hate and be prejudiced.
I was eleven. It was supposed to be the most exciting summer of my life, the summer before I went to Hogwarts. One day I remember as if it was yesterday. I went to get my school robes, the finest of what you could get. Nothing less from a Malfoy, of course.
I was in the middle of getting fitted when I say a glimpse of unruly black hair. I frowned at the thought of someone with anything unruly or anything close to it. Then the boy brushed his hair aside. It was Harry Potter.
I myself was excited to meet the boy who had almost brought the down of the man that I had hated so for ruining my family, or at least the family I was supposed to have. He had failed of course, so I was forced to hate him.
That same day a month or so later was the first day of Hogwarts. That day I learned the meaning of hate.
My father took me to the train station. He didn't just take me, he became me. Not Polyjuice, which I am sure everyone knows of. He used the Imperius. He controlled me, and pre determined my destiny. I myself was young and scared of exile, but I was bound to blame the hat if I got in Gryffindor.
No. My father had determined my future. He had taken away something that is special to every witch or wizard. That next day when he left me, I learned what hate meant.
Now I sit eight years later. I am nineteen years old with my pre determined future. I am an Auror who my father thinks is going to join Voldemort. No. I am determined to break away from my destiny. I will gain control, starting now. I Draco Malfoy am no longer afraid. I am not a child, I have nothing stopping me.
"Mr. Malfoy." My head told me coming into my office. I was annoyed with the Ministry for not giving the job to me. Then again I have only been here one year.
"Yes?" I asked not really caring what she had to say. To me it was all just useless jibber.
"You have an assignment." She simply told me. I was not very patient and she could at least have decency to tell me what is it.
"Well what is it? Give me the details." I stated the obvious not caring if she fired me for being rude. Quite the opposite was her next tone.
"We expect that Hogwarts will be Voldemort's next target. You and another Auror will have to be teachers to watch over it. You will be Arithmancy teacher for this year. You start tomorrow. Be packed and at Hogwarts at eight sharp Malfoy." She walked out quite happy with herself.
It was not a normal smile. She had planned something. Something evil. Revenge I reckon. That little... She even forgot to tell me who my partner was! It's the first tomorrow. Joy. I remember what kind of brat I was. Well now I'll take off points. To Slytherins just detention.
I was at the gates in the brand new robes I had gotten. I had inherited most of my parents fortune and being an Auror pays well also. Still the heart throb I am. Always have girls that swoon over me. I get have fun this year. No Draco you are a teacher. Yes I could teach those girls a thing or two.
I walked into the Great Hall. No students had arrived yet, it was still early. The half giant oaf was missing as well as the Gryffindor Head of House. I looked along the rows of chairs besides me as I sat down. The charms teacher was missing.
I had ignored the welcomes by the other staff so I figured I should do that before I ask who the other new teacher is.
I had barely had time to acknowledge the other staff when the students bustled in. I could recognize a few of the older students since they were there when I had left.
McGonagall then had decided to lead the first years into the hall. Still the new teacher had not appeared. I might as well wait. He should show up today. Soon the sorting hat had ended with its new stupid song with the same stupid warning that I had remembered from my fifth year.
"When I call your name you will step up and sit on the stool to be sorted. Albertan, Maria" A scared little first year trotted up to the stool and sat down.
"Gryffindor!" The hat said after a few seconds. The Gryffindors right away burst into rounds of applause. I frowned as the timid girl ran up to hug what I presume to be her brother.
"Alsike, Robert." A very round boy with the most strange brown hair walked up to the stool still very timidly.
"Hufflepuff!" I frowned again. Hopefully my house will get some new people.
After a while about half way through all of the girls were looking at me, drooling. I smirked slightly and winked. Most girls blushed deeply while other smiled. Still no teacher.
"Mullis, Lily." I smirked as a very pretty little girl with beautiful brown hair and silver eyes, not quite like mine own, walked up smirking to the hat.
That's more like it. She reminds me of me. I should most likely check her background. I doubt her father took her over, but still there are some benefits to being a Slytherin.
"Slytherin!" The hat shouted before it had even touched her head.
Just then after all my long waiting and somewhat anticipation the doors burst open. A beautiful women my age with long brown hair walked in very tired in her robes. All eyes turned to her. Not only because she had walked into the sorting, but because she was very beautiful. Girls' eyes on me, guys' eyes on her.
"I am sorry that I'm late Albus." She told the old man curtly, "I got held up by well..." She coughed loudly as too get distraction off what she was saying. Most likely a dark creature considering she was supposedly an Auror also. "I'm sorry I'm late.
"It's quite alright dear." McGonagall told her reassuringly smiling at her deeply as if she was gold.
"Now, before I make announcements I would like to announce our new teachers. Taking the place of Professor Vector will be Mr. Draco Malfoy." There was a great amount of applause for me mainly from girls and Slytherin.
"Taking the place of Professor Flitwick as Charms teacher will be Ms. Hermione Granger!"
THIS IS A POST OOTP FIC SO IT IS DEDICATED TO MY FAVORITE CHARACTER EVEN THOUGH I AM A SLYTHERIN
MR. SIRIUS BLACK
Disclaimer: I don't own anythign but the plot. If I owned it(HP) I'd have lots of dogs with their own rooms and I would never work again and kill Lestrange and bring back Sirius... On with the show
Chapter 1
Enter Malfoy
Malfoy. Maleficus meaning evil doer. In medieval times it describes witches whose acts were call maleficia. Maleficia, death or serious illness, or any kind of wish that is negative towards someone else.
My life was not easy. My name is Malfoy. Draco Malfoy.
From the time I was born, I was just my father's off spring, never a son. I was taught things people hope to never hear. I was taught to hate and be prejudiced.
I was eleven. It was supposed to be the most exciting summer of my life, the summer before I went to Hogwarts. One day I remember as if it was yesterday. I went to get my school robes, the finest of what you could get. Nothing less from a Malfoy, of course.
I was in the middle of getting fitted when I say a glimpse of unruly black hair. I frowned at the thought of someone with anything unruly or anything close to it. Then the boy brushed his hair aside. It was Harry Potter.
I myself was excited to meet the boy who had almost brought the down of the man that I had hated so for ruining my family, or at least the family I was supposed to have. He had failed of course, so I was forced to hate him.
That same day a month or so later was the first day of Hogwarts. That day I learned the meaning of hate.
My father took me to the train station. He didn't just take me, he became me. Not Polyjuice, which I am sure everyone knows of. He used the Imperius. He controlled me, and pre determined my destiny. I myself was young and scared of exile, but I was bound to blame the hat if I got in Gryffindor.
No. My father had determined my future. He had taken away something that is special to every witch or wizard. That next day when he left me, I learned what hate meant.
Now I sit eight years later. I am nineteen years old with my pre determined future. I am an Auror who my father thinks is going to join Voldemort. No. I am determined to break away from my destiny. I will gain control, starting now. I Draco Malfoy am no longer afraid. I am not a child, I have nothing stopping me.
"Mr. Malfoy." My head told me coming into my office. I was annoyed with the Ministry for not giving the job to me. Then again I have only been here one year.
"Yes?" I asked not really caring what she had to say. To me it was all just useless jibber.
"You have an assignment." She simply told me. I was not very patient and she could at least have decency to tell me what is it.
"Well what is it? Give me the details." I stated the obvious not caring if she fired me for being rude. Quite the opposite was her next tone.
"We expect that Hogwarts will be Voldemort's next target. You and another Auror will have to be teachers to watch over it. You will be Arithmancy teacher for this year. You start tomorrow. Be packed and at Hogwarts at eight sharp Malfoy." She walked out quite happy with herself.
It was not a normal smile. She had planned something. Something evil. Revenge I reckon. That little... She even forgot to tell me who my partner was! It's the first tomorrow. Joy. I remember what kind of brat I was. Well now I'll take off points. To Slytherins just detention.
I was at the gates in the brand new robes I had gotten. I had inherited most of my parents fortune and being an Auror pays well also. Still the heart throb I am. Always have girls that swoon over me. I get have fun this year. No Draco you are a teacher. Yes I could teach those girls a thing or two.
I walked into the Great Hall. No students had arrived yet, it was still early. The half giant oaf was missing as well as the Gryffindor Head of House. I looked along the rows of chairs besides me as I sat down. The charms teacher was missing.
I had ignored the welcomes by the other staff so I figured I should do that before I ask who the other new teacher is.
I had barely had time to acknowledge the other staff when the students bustled in. I could recognize a few of the older students since they were there when I had left.
McGonagall then had decided to lead the first years into the hall. Still the new teacher had not appeared. I might as well wait. He should show up today. Soon the sorting hat had ended with its new stupid song with the same stupid warning that I had remembered from my fifth year.
"When I call your name you will step up and sit on the stool to be sorted. Albertan, Maria" A scared little first year trotted up to the stool and sat down.
"Gryffindor!" The hat said after a few seconds. The Gryffindors right away burst into rounds of applause. I frowned as the timid girl ran up to hug what I presume to be her brother.
"Alsike, Robert." A very round boy with the most strange brown hair walked up to the stool still very timidly.
"Hufflepuff!" I frowned again. Hopefully my house will get some new people.
After a while about half way through all of the girls were looking at me, drooling. I smirked slightly and winked. Most girls blushed deeply while other smiled. Still no teacher.
"Mullis, Lily." I smirked as a very pretty little girl with beautiful brown hair and silver eyes, not quite like mine own, walked up smirking to the hat.
That's more like it. She reminds me of me. I should most likely check her background. I doubt her father took her over, but still there are some benefits to being a Slytherin.
"Slytherin!" The hat shouted before it had even touched her head.
Just then after all my long waiting and somewhat anticipation the doors burst open. A beautiful women my age with long brown hair walked in very tired in her robes. All eyes turned to her. Not only because she had walked into the sorting, but because she was very beautiful. Girls' eyes on me, guys' eyes on her.
"I am sorry that I'm late Albus." She told the old man curtly, "I got held up by well..." She coughed loudly as too get distraction off what she was saying. Most likely a dark creature considering she was supposedly an Auror also. "I'm sorry I'm late.
"It's quite alright dear." McGonagall told her reassuringly smiling at her deeply as if she was gold.
"Now, before I make announcements I would like to announce our new teachers. Taking the place of Professor Vector will be Mr. Draco Malfoy." There was a great amount of applause for me mainly from girls and Slytherin.
"Taking the place of Professor Flitwick as Charms teacher will be Ms. Hermione Granger!"