Sleep No More
Chapter 1 – Drake Awakening
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything associated. I do, however, own this plot and any future (possible) OC's unless stated otherwise.
"Talking." – Thoughts
"Talking" – Parseltongue/Parselmagick
Harry was perusing the items at Borgin and Burkes. Ever since the first time he accidentally found the dark and musty shop, he'd been in love. There were so many wonderful, old, dark artifacts and keepsakes. He simply couldn't help himself. So every Hogsmead weekend he would slip away from his friends for a bit to look at all the wonderful items. It was the Summer holidays, and the Dursely's were going to be gone for a couple hours. Knockturn Alley was intriguing to Harry. He could feel the buzz of Dark Magicks all around him. He absolutely loved it. Harry was looking at an old book written in Parseltongue. "I have to buy this! There's so many useful spells in here.'
He was so engrossed he didn't hear the bell above the door ring; signally someone had just come in. With the book in his hand Harry turned around and headed towards the counter. He bumped in to something and fell on his arse. Keeping his head down Harry stood up slowly. He rubbed the back of his neck. "Sorry bout that. I wasn't paying attention."
A pale hand picks up Harry's book and hands it to him. "That seems to happen often, Potter. You should be careful. Someone might see you, buying a book that, no doubt, has some nasty Dark spells in it."
Harry looked up quickly recognizing that voice. Harry's eyes were wide as he looked upon the face of one, Draco Malfoy. Harry reached forward quickly trying to grab his book. Draco moved the book away just before Harry could grab it. Draco smirked and hid the book behind his back. He walked around Harry, slowly circling him. "Why are you here Potter?" He stopped in front of Harry. "This is hardly a place for a Gryffindor to visit. Do your little friends know you're here, Potter?" Draco whispered in his ear. Harry shivered but said nothing. His face no longer showed any emotion. It was a blank mask. "You're not going to intimidate me, Malfoy. If anyone finds out I'll simply say I was learning about Dark Arts so I can find Voldemort's weakness or something. As soon as I mention it to save their sorry arse's they'll leave me be."
Harry looked Draco straight in he eyes, his eyes intense. "No if you'll return that book to me. It's of no use to you."
Draco waved the book slowly in front of Harry. "Oh and it is to you? Can you even read this, Potter?" Draco looked at the first page. "The Speaker's Guide to Using Parselmagick. I assure you I can read it, Malfoy." Draco looked at Harry at his use of Parseltongue. Harry took advantage of Draco's distraction, and snatched the book form his hands. Draco snapped out of his stupor quickly. "So it's in Parseltongue. Since when are you practicing Parselmagick, Potter? Does Dumbledore know you're using one of the darkest Magicks?" Draco laughed. "I can see the headlines now. Harry Potter the next Dark Lord?"
Harry looked worried for a moment before he made his face blank. "What do you want Malfoy? I have to go home soon." Harry sneered slightly when he said "home." Draco noticed but decided not to question it…for now. "I'm just curious, Potter. Why don't you come to Malfoy Manor? You can satisfy my curiosity." Draco had leaned in and whispered in Harry's ear in a husky voice. Harry resisted the urge to shiver this time, having expected Draco's close proximity. "Do you want to know what I'm doing here, or do you want to shag me?" Harry said looking unimpressed. Draco looked at Harry baffled and smirked. "You'll just have to find out." Draco handed Harry a small silver pendent with the Malfoy crest. "This is a Portkey. It will put you right outside the wards of my home. Simply say, tenebraes. I will be expecting you at 5:30. No later Potter." Draco turned around swiftly and left the shop. Harry stood there staring at the door for a moment. "Excuse me, Sir. What time is it?" The man behind the counter cast a quick tempus charm. The time read 3:45 pm. Harry's eyes widened with fear. He quickly paid the old man for the book and ran out of the shop.
It was 4:30 before he got home. The Dursley's were already home. Harry took a deep breath before he slipped in through the back door. Harry got to the living room and seen a very angry Vernon. His uncle stood up, struggling to get off of the couch. His face was already turning purple, he was so furious. He grabbed Harry by the arm roughly and dragged him upstairs.
Harry was thrown onto the hard floor of his bedroom. "Where were you, Boy?!" He kicked Harry in the ribs. "Answer me!" Harry remained quiet. He knew that if he gave his uncle the truth, it would make the beating worse." His uncle took of his belt and began to beat Harry with, leaving welts and bring blood. He switched from kicking Harry in the stomach and hitting his back with the belt. After a while of doing this his uncle got tired and left with one swift kick to Harry's face, busting his lip open. Harry lay there for a while waiting for the pain to subside. He looked at the clock on his wall. It read 5:30 exactly. Harry stood up slowly, hissing in pain. He cleaned himself up as quickly as possible and put on the new clothes he bought in Diagon Alley.
He was wearing a form-fitting robe with silver lining. On his right breast were the Potter and Black family crest. He smoothed his robes and held the piece of Paper Draco gave him at the shop. Taking a deep breath he declared clearly, "Tenebraes!" He was whisked away and in minutes he was standing in front of Malfoy Manor. Harry stared in awe of the majesty of the Malfoy's home. Harry snapped out of thoughts when he heard a pop. On the other side of the gate was a female elf whose clothes were a dark green pillowcase. "Mitsy be taking Mr. Harry Potter to the sitting room. Young Master be's there waiting."
The gates opened and Harry stepped through the wards. He felt the Magick wash over him and sighed softly. He was lead through a long hallway filled with frames of previous Malfoy's. They all bowed their heads slightly to Harry, recognizing him for what he was. They stopped at a set of large cherry wood door, ornately decorated with slithering snakes. "Of course their door has snakes on it."
Mitsy opened the doors and walked in. "Harry Potter be's here, Young Master." The small elf bowed. "Send him in, then you are dismissed, Mitsy." Mitsy turned to Harry and gestured for him to go inside the room. She then disappeared with a pop. Harry slowly walked over to Draco. He sat down on the opposite couch. Draco looked up at Harry and stared for a moment. "What happened to you, Potter? The Weasel find out I invited you?" Harry looked away. "I fell down some stairs." Draco could see he was obviously lying. 'Why is he lying? Was he attacked?'
Harry cleared his throat. "Are you going to tell me why I'm here, r are you going to stare at me the whole time?"
Well that's the first chapter. I hope you liked it. I apologize for any mistakes. I have no beta, nor do I plan to get one. I try to correct all of them. Tell me what you guys thing so far. Also I'm not sure what the pairing will be yet. It's either LV/HP or DM/HP or maybe both. We'll see as the story progresses.