This was my very first fic and it is currently still in production. I only updated a few chapters as of now, but trust me, I still have about a thousand to add that are already finished. Please R/R!
Disclaimer: I do not own J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter, or any of the characters listed in this fan fiction.
Draco awoke in complete darkness. He hated to admit it, but Salazar sure was a dumbass for choosing the Slytherins to reside in the dungeons. There wasn't one window, and if you asked any of the Slytherins, they would tell you that the temperature of the place must have been below zero. He hopped out of bed, which he found immediately was a mistake.
"Ahhh cold!" he whispered. "It's this new invention Dumbledore, called a carpet…" he said to himself as he hopped up and down on the cold marble floor. He grabbed his robes for the day and headed to the prefect's bathroom. It was empty. Too early for most people, but routine for Draco. Every since the ripe old age of 4, Draco had been woken by Lucius at 5 am with a 'Get up you stupid little girl! There's work to be done at the tampon factory!' Draco wasn't exactly sure what this meant but he didn't really want to ask the man who was screaming it in his ear.
When he was finished with his shower and was fully dressed, more students began filing into the bathroom. He ignored most of them. There were only 8 prefects, and none of them, in his opinion, had the looks or personality to be spoken to. He put the last dab of Voldie's Extra-Hold Gel in his blonde hair, and winked into the mirror.
"You are way too attractive." He said to himself. Just then, Ron Weasley walked in. 'Oh perfect' thought Draco. He still couldn't believe Weasley had become a prefect. Every time he thought about it, it made him cringe.
"I didn't know you showered Weasley." Said Draco.
"Shove off, Malfoy." Replied Ron.
"Ooh touchy, are we? Well take as long as you like in there Weasley. The water's free…"
"I said, shove off." Ron said through gritted teeth.
"Ok, ok. I'm leaving. But do be sure to owl your mother all about this. Heaven knows she hasn't showered in years."
In a flash, Ron had attacked Malfoy. He had pushed him onto the floor of the bathroom, and the other students were gathering around. Draco had punched Ron in the eye, and his own lip was bleeding. Hermione walked in and screamed.
"Get off!" she yelled as she pulled Ron off Malfoy. "What are you two doing?"
"Weasley was molesting me." Said Draco with a smirk in place. "Just couldn't resist."
"Oh shut up, you prat." Hissed Ron.
Hermione rolled her eyes and dragged Ron away to get some ice for his eye. Draco gathered the things he dropped in the attack and headed for the door. But somebody opened it before him.
Disclaimer: I do not own J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter, or any of the characters listed in this fan fiction.
Draco awoke in complete darkness. He hated to admit it, but Salazar sure was a dumbass for choosing the Slytherins to reside in the dungeons. There wasn't one window, and if you asked any of the Slytherins, they would tell you that the temperature of the place must have been below zero. He hopped out of bed, which he found immediately was a mistake.
"Ahhh cold!" he whispered. "It's this new invention Dumbledore, called a carpet…" he said to himself as he hopped up and down on the cold marble floor. He grabbed his robes for the day and headed to the prefect's bathroom. It was empty. Too early for most people, but routine for Draco. Every since the ripe old age of 4, Draco had been woken by Lucius at 5 am with a 'Get up you stupid little girl! There's work to be done at the tampon factory!' Draco wasn't exactly sure what this meant but he didn't really want to ask the man who was screaming it in his ear.
When he was finished with his shower and was fully dressed, more students began filing into the bathroom. He ignored most of them. There were only 8 prefects, and none of them, in his opinion, had the looks or personality to be spoken to. He put the last dab of Voldie's Extra-Hold Gel in his blonde hair, and winked into the mirror.
"You are way too attractive." He said to himself. Just then, Ron Weasley walked in. 'Oh perfect' thought Draco. He still couldn't believe Weasley had become a prefect. Every time he thought about it, it made him cringe.
"I didn't know you showered Weasley." Said Draco.
"Shove off, Malfoy." Replied Ron.
"Ooh touchy, are we? Well take as long as you like in there Weasley. The water's free…"
"I said, shove off." Ron said through gritted teeth.
"Ok, ok. I'm leaving. But do be sure to owl your mother all about this. Heaven knows she hasn't showered in years."
In a flash, Ron had attacked Malfoy. He had pushed him onto the floor of the bathroom, and the other students were gathering around. Draco had punched Ron in the eye, and his own lip was bleeding. Hermione walked in and screamed.
"Get off!" she yelled as she pulled Ron off Malfoy. "What are you two doing?"
"Weasley was molesting me." Said Draco with a smirk in place. "Just couldn't resist."
"Oh shut up, you prat." Hissed Ron.
Hermione rolled her eyes and dragged Ron away to get some ice for his eye. Draco gathered the things he dropped in the attack and headed for the door. But somebody opened it before him.