The DracAri Chronicles

The Order to Kill, The Right to Love

A Draco Malfoy & Ariana Rookwood Fan Fic

AU

Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Harry Potter or the characters mentioned in this story (exception of Ariana)

Rated: NC-17

Hey guys! This is my first fic I decided to write on Draco and my own character, Ariana. I hope you enjoy it! Please review and tell me what you think. thanks!


Chapter I. The Surprised Intruder

The night was horrid as blizzardy snow fell around the Hogwarts Castle. Thick and icy, the condescending snowfall refused to intervene itself, leaving the entrances all around the school blocked, Nobody could go in nor out. Most of the students there had left early before the storm had hit, giving them the option to flee for the holidays to friends and family. For Ariana Rookwood, she was not so lucky. Running late earlier in the day had made her miss her chance of going home for Christmas. The Hogwarts Express had already left and been back to its depot by the time she reached the station. Trying hard to talk the conductor into reason, she failed as the Express refused to leave under such harsh conditions of the weather. Now, here she sat in the Slytherin Common room staring out the window wishing she wasn't in solitude. The whole house had left for the holidays and herself, excluding maybe a few other Slytherins were now stuck inside Hogwarts until the season was over.

The Common room was quiet, somewhat peaceful as the fire crackled and sparked in the fireplace across the room from Ariana. She was sitting at the table, textbooks and novels spread upon it as she tried concentrating hard on studying, which was quite a waste of time since classes and exams were finished for the time being. Finally looking up toward the falling snow outside the window adjacent from her, she laid one arm across her book, the other up towards her face, her head slightly laying on her palm, and sighed, giving up on what she was trying to accomplish. It was official, Ariana Rookwood was not only bored out of her mind, but lonely too and around the holiday season no less. 'It couldn't be any worse, I suppose' She thought to herself, 'I very well could be stuck out in this bloody storm trying to get home or even in the middle of this malicious war…' A simple shrug came from Ariana's shoulders as another sigh escaped her lips. Gazing back up at the window, a loud but sudden crack came from outside the common room window. The sound made Ariana jump from her restful gaze to a quick and alerted stance, wand at the ready. With the war at hand and Lord Voldemort trying to find a way into the castle, she was not going to take any chances whatsoever. The crack somehow sounded like an apparation of some sort, but who on earth would be apparating in this weather and why through the common room window? It just didn't add up at all. The thought was wracking in Ariana's brain as she cautiously inched her way toward the fog covered window. Some sort of figure was hooded outside and fear crept into her mind. Her only thought at that moment was either Voldemort had found a way into the castle through her window or she was going to be a victim to a dementor's kiss. Either way, she was terrified, but stood her stance as the window busted opened, causing her to jump back slightly, wand pointed straight out at the intruder climbing in over the snow covered window sill. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" Her wand pointed steadily toward the figure in front of her. She knew now that it was a person, but who, she had no idea. The stance threw her off a bit until she moved closer and noticed that the intruder was wearing a long black cloak, a Slytherin scarf and possessed platinum blonde hair, which was sticking out of the hood of the cloak.

"Malfoy? Draco Malfoy? You gave me a fright. What in the hell are you doing apparating through the common room window? Are you mad?" Her wand was now lowered, but a slight anger rose in her veins from the fear that he had gave her through this small ordeal. He was always good at that, bringing fear into other people's lives. He was known to be a future Death Eater which is the main reason why many of the students stood clear of Draco with all costs. For Ariana, Draco was different to her. She wasn't afraid of him, nor skeptical of him, for the most part, she had a feeling for him that nobody else could seem to possess, with the exception of Pansy Parkinson, who claimed to have an undying love for Draco, in which nobody took her seriously. Though they never seen eye to eye, Ariana tried her best to keep herself calm whenever a bickering fight came about them, or when him and Blaise would torment her for whatever reason they liked to have. Waiting for a response from Draco, she watched him stand upright and unveil his hood, a slight sneer playing on his lips as his silver grey eyes looked up at her.

"No, I'm not mad, I had some business to attend to, Rookwood. What's it to you?" Malfoy's reply was harsh as he brushed the snow off his cloak and shoes."Shouldn't you be reading a book or something?" He unfastened his cloak and tossed it on the back of an arm chair and moved closer toward her, carrying what seemed like a parcel of some sort. Ariana's eyes furrowed in building anger as she turned, her eyes following him without taking a step.

"As a matter of fact, Malfoy, I was reading, studying actually until your thick-headed, self-absorbed body came apparating through the window into the Common room disturbing my concentration." Her words spat at him, eyes filing down to the parcel tucked in his hand.

"Look, Rookwood, it's not just your common room, I can do whatever the hell I want in here or out without your consent, you nosy little twit." Malfoy spat back at her, his eyes furrowed back at hers as he could read on her face that she was getting more and more upset. His deed for the night was done and it left him satisfied. He sneered again at her as she grabbed the closest book on the table. How could he be so hurtful with words that pierced the heart? Her heart no less. If only he knew how she felt about him, but would it be any different? It seemed like he hated her as much as he hated Hermione Granger for being a mud blood. The thing here was, Ariana was 100% pureblood and yet, he was this cruel.

"Well, I hope your little outing was worth it, Malfoy because as soon as dawn hits, I'm going to Professor McGonagall." She threatened, clutching the textbook in her hand. Draco's actions stopped as his silver eyes gave her the stare of death.

"Do it, Rookwood, and I will make sure that whatever family you've got left, is harmed in the most painful way." He promised, making a turn for his dormitory room. Ariana's eyes widened with fear and anger as she rose her hand with the book pressed inside it.

"Fuck you, Draco Malfoy!" She spat and chucked the heavy textbook at Malfoy's back, only missing as he closed the door.