A Smart Snake

By: 7HockeyStarVampireObsessed7

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter.

Happy Birthday Natalie! This is dedicated to you. Love you!

I wrote this for my friend and hockey teammate's birthday, which is today January 13, 2010! She is sweet and amazing and a kick ass hockey player! I hope everyone enjoys this one shot and please review. This is my first time doing an all Harry Potter fanfic so please cut me some slack. Ok since I wasn't to actually update today this will be a two part story. This is now part one. Part two will be up within the next day or so.

Summary: It takes place in the 6th book. This is a Draco/Natalie pairing as requested.

A Smart Snake

Part 1- Struck

MPOV (Malfoy's Point of View)-

I watched the red swirl around at the bottom of the basin before draining completely. Then more red liquid joined the first as I stuck my arm under the flow of water again. The cold water stung painfully on the warm open gash on my forearm, but not as much as when I was branded.

I took a great shuddering breath as I stuck my arm under the water for a third time. My hand was shaking as I gripped my wrist tightly to keep my arm steady as the liquid poured over my wound. Gradually the pain began to stop as my tears, which had been flowing silently down my face picked up. I remembered why I was in such pain, why I lived my life the way I did, and why I feared for my life.

That stupid cabinet! It should be easy to fix. It was the only way into Hogwarts undetected and if I failed he would kill me. I shut off the flow of water and gripped the sides of the sink in both hands, my arms locking as I held myself up. My body was wracking with sobs I tried to hold back. I didn't need that stupid ghost girl to bother me again. Sure she said she wouldn't tell anyone I ever cried, but her fawning over me didn't make things any easier.

I heard a wrangled sob force its way through my lips and I held on to the sink even tighter my knuckles going white. I took slow deep breaths as I tried to keep myself steady before grabbing my wand off the floor from where I had dropped it. I fingered the little carved snake in the handle my father had engraved onto it. It symbolized my Slytherin status and my pureblood status. I needed to succeed for him as well as myself. I would not let him down by getting beaten by the crack pot old fool most call headmaster of this silly school and the mud blood Granger. Once Voldemort has his way they will die and all the other mud bloods with them, unless they are spared to serve us. Picturing Grangers scared helpless face in my mind made me smirk.

My thoughts drifted out of the future and to the past as I thought about that stupid cabinet. It connected Hogwarts to the other cabinet located in Borgin and Burkes. Once I fixed this cabinet the Death eaters will be able to enter Hogwarts undetected and Dumbledore will be gone for good. The best part is that this is all happening under his crooked nose and he doesn't even suspect a thing! But that cabinet is getting harder and harder to fix. The gash in my arm is from that stupid cabinet. After losing my temper I shot a destructive spell at it out of anger, but the spell reflected and bounced right back to me. I had time to quickly lift my arm to shield my face before I was blasted backwards into the rest of the junk that surrounded me. From there I went to the bathroom where I currently stand.

I raised my wand to my wound and muttered episky and watched as the skin and muscle closed itself up so my arm was left only with a faint pink scar. By now my tears had stopped flowing and I was left with a slight hiccup. I looked into the mirror in front of me and found my handsome face marred with streaks of dried tears. I pulled at the sleeve of my robes and wiped at my face furiously. It word got around that I was crying like some dirty little mud blood my reputation would be ruined. It would get back to my father and my Lord, but worst of all Potter.

I saw my face turn into a sneer at just the mention of his name. How dare he think he is better than me! He should have joined me when we first started Hogwarts together and he wouldn't be in this mess now. He would be on the winning side with the Dark Lord and many less noble pureblood wizards would have been murdered. But that is the price to pay for total control. But no, Potter chose Weasel and Granger. Now all his blood traitor friends and mud blood friends will die along with him.

I looked at my pale face which was now red due to my rough rubbing and my fading red eyes. In a couple of minutes my eyes should be back to normal and I will be able to go back to my dorm and relax and think of a new way to approach fixing the cabinet. I ran my fingers through my hair as I took in some more much needed deep breaths. I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes, feeling my body relaxing. I sighed in content as the cool wall cooled my overheated, flushed skin. Everything will be okay. I am a pureblood and a Malfoy and Malfoy's do not fail.

I looked in the mirror one last time before heading out. I quickly stopped and pointed my wand to myself one more time. Terrego I quickly spoke and watched as my clothes were cleaned of blood and grime. I did a quick once over before I was satisfied and yanked open the door before strutting out with my head held high.

I turned into the direction of the dungeons towards the common room as I thought about how highly all the Slytherins regarded me. My step faltered for a bit as my mind strayed to Pansy Parkinson. I hope I will not run into her and be able to go straight to my dorm for some rest. She was quite smitten by me and although I loved the attention and it was good for my reputation I didn't like her. She was too fat and had a piggish face that was in no possible way attractive.

My mind was still shifting through possible ways to avoid Pansy fawning over me as I turned a corner. Someone else was walking around the corner at the same time and our shoulders brushed accidentally. I felt a tingling sensation run down my arm in a good way while I looked up to see who it was. Who I saw made me speechless.

She was beautiful. Her tan skin was smooth and flawless and practically glowing as she continued walking past me down the corridor. I met her eyes for the briefest moment as she glanced at me and was entranced. I swear that she was blushing from my staring, but it was so faint that my mind could have been playing tricks on me. I saw her mouth turn upwards slightly as she turned her eyes away from me and kept walking farther and farther away. I just wanted to run to her but my body stayed motionless as I watched her retreating form, her brown hair swaying slightly from side to side down her back. I just wanted to run my fingers through it and get lost in her eyes again. I was so struck by her beauty that I almost didn't notice that she was a Ravenclaw.

Thanks for reading my one shot. I hope that you like it. Please review! Part two will be out soon. Happy Birthday Natalie!

~7HSVO7~