A/N: First Harry Potter fic! ^_^

"Some Things Backfire"
By: Psychopathic Maniac




Chapter One: Clumsiness Failed

This will all be worth it once it's over, Draco kept reminding himself. As quiet as he could be, he slowly crept his way through the dank dungeons in order to fufill his purpose for walking around Hogwarts in the middle of the night. He gently felt his way around the walls in pitch-blackness; very grateful for the many occasions he has passed through this area.

Finally feeling a metal ring, relief washed over Draco as he realized that he was able to successfully reach his destination without any casualties. He seized the doorknob and yanked it open with only enough force to make a gap small enough for him to slip in sideways.

Once in the room, Draco removed his Invisibility Cloak and left it on one of the tables in order to make the rest of his excursion easier without the extra weight.

"Lumos," he whispered and a faint glow emanated from his wand, which he left beside his cloak. A pair of eyes silently watched Draco do his business, remaining unnoticed by the object of their attention.

He made his way towards the vast shelf propped up against the wall, which contained a collection of many ready-made potions. He then stared at the many choices for a few seconds before he fingered through the labels one by one. Draco was already halfway through the selection but still nothing seemed good enough for a prank.

Two bright eyes were on him, and Draco, for the first time since he entered the room, could feel them boring holes through his back. Holding his breath in, he spun around on his heels and grabbed his wand, aiming it at the intruder. His robe whirled behind him because of the force of his turn, hitting a few of the bottles and vials. The glass objects shook from the blow but managed to remain in place for the moment.

He released his breath as his eyes landed on his watcher.

"Oh shit," he muttered under his breath as he saw the familiar cat known as Mrs. Norris, perched on one of the stools.

Draco would have grabbed his cloak and ran for it if it weren't for his prank. He turned around again, planning to just grab a random bottle but tripped on his own foot. This act of clumsiness resulted in him losing his balance, making him fall backwards.

"Fuck!" he exclaimed, trying to grab onto something but only managed to hit a few vials with his flailing arm. He landed on his bottom with a painful thud.

"Ow!" he said, rubbing his sore bottom. He felt a drop of liquid fall onto his hand which was on the floor.

Draco didn't have time to question himself though, for numerous potions suddenly rained down on him. He jumped out only in time to avoid the last few potions.

Laughter danced in the eyes of his watcher.

"What's that noise?" a voice asked from the corridor and Draco could see light emanating from their lamp as they moved closer.

"Shit," Draco cursed as he dashed towards his possessions. Panicking, he quickly put on his cloak and muttered a spell to extinguish the light his wand made. He shuffled towards a corner of the Potions classroom just in time for the owner of the voice to enter.

"Who's there?" Filch barked at the empty classroom, his voice resounding softly off the musty walls. He walked towards the mess of potions and broken glass on the floor, inspecting it.

Draco held his breath in and finally noticed that the corner he was hiding in seemed unusually warm compared to the rest of the cold dark dungeons.

"Find anyone?" another asked, their voice hinting that they didn't like conversing with the Hogwarts Caretaker. Draco released his breath at the sight of the teacher.

Severus Snape snapped his head towards Draco's general direction as he scanned that area.

Draco could've sworn that the head of his house looked him in the eye for a split second. He then looked down to make sure that he was still completely covered by his cloak.

"No one here, Snape," Filch replied with a gruff tone. "But a couple of your supplies seemed to have been ruined." he finished, bringing the lamp closer to the ruined potions.

"I see," Snape said tight-lipped as he crossed his arms.

A crash from down the hallway sounded, followed by howling laughter. The two adults exchanged knowing glances and Filch was off, leaving Snape in darkness.

The potions teacher muttered a spell as he pointed his wand towards a torch hanging on the wall. The torch's tip burst into flames, illuminating only part of the room, but bright enough for two of the occupants to know where they were.

"Draco," Snape called as he knelt down on one knee and examined the mess.

Draco thought that maybe if he kept quiet, the teacher would think he made a mistake.

"I know you're hiding under your Invisibility Cloak, so you might as well come out and explain yourself," his teacher continued.

Sighing, Draco walked towards his head of house then removed his cloak.

Snape continued to stare scrutinizing at the mess, once in a while looking up at the shelf to see which potions got wasted. He glanced at the corner Draco was staying at just a few moments before then said, "Let's go outside," as he cast another spell to extinguish the flame.

Draco closed the door behind him then turned to Snape, whose glowing wand brought a bit of life to the dark corridor.

"Another prank?" Snape asked with a raised eyebrow as he leaned casually against the wall, crossing his arms once again.

Draco smirked. There was no keeping anything from his godfather.

"I gave you permission to take anything you want as long as you let me know which one you took," Snape then added with a sigh. "And I suddenly regret giving you that privilege."

Draco couldn't help snicker at Snape's situation and therefore freely showed his amusement even when under these circumstances. He didn't need to fear getting a detention for he knew that if ever he were to get one, it would never be from Snape.

Aware that he was off the hook and ignoring the fact that he took advantage of his favorite teacher, Draco stated, "Several of those potions fell on me."

"I can see that," Snape replied gesturing towards his godson's damp shoulders.

"How come nothing happened?"

"I still have yet to find out," Snape answered. "I will let you know tomorrow morning. And if you experience any changes whatsoever, tell me immediately."

Draco nodded his reply then said, "Lumos."

"No go back to your dormitory," Snape ordered. With that, Draco walked back to the Slytherin dorms in silence.


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His eyes shot open, suddenly yanked away from the sweet arms of slumber. He looked around and, judging from the little rays of light peering in through the closed windows, it was already morning. How long had he been asleep?

Last night was a weird experience, Draco recalled. He was still able to rest peacefully though; he had a long, dreamless sleep.

But no matter how rested he was and no matter how relaxed he felt, something at the back of his head screamed that he shouldn't be. He kept recalling last night's events and searched through them for his unfinished task.

"The prank!" he sighed exasperatedly at his 'failed mission.' His voice sounded a bit unusual but he simply excused it as a result of his realization.

Wanting to kick himself, he rolled over to his side, planning to lay on his stomach. Though a new presence prevented him from doing so.

He rolled onto his back again, accidentally trapping his long hair beneath his upper back. His body suddenly became frigid with shock. He cautiously put his hand to his chest...

then screamed bloody murder.


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Sorry for the cliffhanger! I was just really anxious to put this fic up already. ^_^

Anyway, I hope it didn't seem rushed. ^.^;;

Review please!!!