Chapter 1:Who Can Escape Fate? Draco Can.

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Hello everyone. Well I'm back with a new story. Sorry to all that's been waiting for To Emerge From A Vanished Road but I've not been able to write another chapter as of yet for that. Writer's block as it will for that story. I'm sure I'll work it out at some point. As for now I hope everyone likes this. Same warnings in this story as all my other ones (HxD, slash, angst, sap, yadda yadda yadda). Either way, enjoy and feedback is always welcomed.

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Chapter 1:Who Can Escape Fate? Draco Can.

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Silver eyes scanned once more over the flowing script of the letter before the parchment was promptly crumpled and a scowl formed on the features.

/I can't believe he's doing this!/ Draco Malfoy thought to himself with fury as he stomped out of the Slytherin common room and into the halls of the dungeon. /Just because he likes kissing Lord Voldemort's sorry ass doesn't mean that I should just follow in his footsteps. How can that man even be called my father when he just wants to sell me out to Voldemort!/

Still fuming, the platinum-haired Slytherin hardly noticed as he bumped into another person; barely even missing a step as he made to continue on his rampage down the otherwise deserted hallway.

"Watch it Malfoy!"

"Sod off." He replied almost automatically, his mind registering the familar voice for a brief second before his thoughts raced back to how he would get out of receiving the Dark Mark with his life intact.

Plan after plan formulated in his mind as Draco made his way through the school but as he crossed the library doors he slowed to a halt. Gazing at the double doors thoughtfully for a moment, the wizard silently entered the library. A smile of satisfaction passed over Draco's features as he noted that there wasn't another student within sight and, for now, the annoying librarian had also mysteriously disappeared.

Slipping in between the nearest bookshelves, Draco read through the aged spines of the many tomes, scanning title after title as he searched for anything that could help him in his need. /There has to be something here. Just what am I looking for? Should've thought of that first Draco./

He couldn't help the sigh of frustration that escaped his lips as he stopped and gazed blankly at the shelf before him. A door at the far end of the shelves caught his attention though and Draco eyed it before realizing that it led to the restricted section. /It must be in there. . .whatever I'm looking for. Now, how to get in. . ./

A new problem on his mind, the silver-eyed boy made his way slowly back to the Slytherin common room and into the seventh year dorms, idly wondering where everyone else had gone to as he flopped back onto his bed and drew the curtains shut tightly.

It was nearing midnight as Draco ever so quietly slipped out of his common room and dashed quickly through the many shadows. Even the tiniest sound made his nerves stand on end but he brushed it aside, ever eager to keep his cool composure. The small sparkle of relief the flooded into his eyes as the library doors came into sight belied that uncaring facade but the wizard would never admit it as he cast a cautious glance abouth him before vanishing into the library.

":Lumos." He murmured under his breath, squinting slightly at the sudden light before he was off again. Within seconds he found himself in the restricted section, surrounded by books that he knew he must have gone over several times during his sittings in his own private library at Malfoy Manor.

Absently brushing a strand of hair from his face, Draco's eyes darted from book to book and at times over his shoulder as his fingers brushed along the shelves. He was just about to turn to search among another jumble of texts when a glitter of gold caught in the dim light of his wand. Kneeling, Draco reached for the source that had caught his attention and sat back on the floor as he pulled out an almost new looking book from amid its other ancient brothers.

Gingerly turning back the cover and the first page, the blonde-haired wizard couldn't help the smile that came to his lips as he exclaimed quietly to himself, "This is it! This is how I'll escape!"

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To be continued. . .

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I know the chapter's a bit short but I promise the next few will be longer. As for feedback. . . Please give some? Guess I'll go witht at least 10 reviews for the next chapter to come out.