For What May Come...
"Ahchoo!"
Draco Malfoy brought his right hand up as he sneezed, covering his mouth and nose. He immediately began searching for a tissue, hearing numerous bless you's. When he found nothing he stood excusing himself from the room.
"Sorry, but will you excuse me." Draco mumbled, standing from his seat. He walked down the hall way making his way to the bathroom. When he reached the room he grabbed a few paper towels and removed his hand from his face. His brow creased in confusion when he saw blood on his palm. He glanced in the mirror seeing blood dripping from his nose. He rolled his eyes. 'Damn weather messing with my sinuses' he thought to himself.
As he wiped the blood from his nose and palm, tipping his head back, a thought struck him. This couldn't be the weather this had been the third nose bleed this week. He sighed and removed the paper towel from his nose throwing it in the trash bin, certain that the bleeding had stopped. He washed his face with a splash of water before leaving the bathroom, heading for his assistance desk.
"Jennifer, could you schedule an appointment with a doctor for me, please?" He asked softly.
"Sure, Draco. Are you all right?" She asked concern lacing her voice.
"Yeah. I've just been getting nose bleeds here and there and I just thought I should check up on it." He answered drumming his fingers on the desk.
"All right." She nodded pushing her long brown hair over her shoulder, scratching a note of the appointment down.
"Thanks, Jenn," he smiled, "Don't know what I would do without you."
"Uh my guess would be scheduling your own doctors appointment." She chuckled
"Perhaps." He agreed. "Thanks again."
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At 5:45 Draco glanced up at the clock in his office, frowning. Leaning back in his chair, he pulled off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. The blond discovered that he had needed glasses at the age of fifteen but only started wearing them when out of school. While in school he learned how to preform a rather difficult spell that would correct his vision for six hours. He found it necessary to do this in school but once graduated he learned that he would much rather stick the glasses on then perform a spell every six hours.
He glanced down at the case that sat in front of him, organized only in a way he would understand. He adored his job but as much as he loved it, it got pretty tiring. He sighed as he thought of all he had to do to get where he stood now.
Several years ago Draco left the wizarding world knowing that he couldn't have stayed when he was a suspected Death Eater but mostly he left because that place had let him down one too many times. So he moved to muggle London where no one would recognize him but he found himself frightened, not knowing anything of this world.
Draco lived out on the streets for the first month, well he wouldn't exactly call that living, more like surviving, before his current best friend, Brent, took him in. The brunette offered Draco a place to stay in exchange for the blond helping him around the cafe he owned, and Draco accepted in a heart beat.
Draco caught on to everything pretty quickly and Brent, unknowingly, slowly taught him about the muggle world. He fell into a comfortable routine and before he new it a year had passed. He enjoyed working at the cafe but found himself striving for more and in six months he was on his way to Law School.
After receiving his degree he began searching for a job. He had a slow start but luckily one of Brent's friends, Daniella, knew of an opening at her job and put in a good word for him. Shortly after getting a job he thought it was right to give Brent's spare bedroom back to him and move into an apartment of his own a few blocks away.
Brent decided that it was a night for celebration and took Draco to the hottest club in town, Ercola. To Draco's most certain surprise it was also the night that he discovered he was gay. That night the blond brought home a man and sadly woke up the next morning to an empty bed. He wasn't sure what he expected but he definitely didn't expect to see the man gone.
Draco's thoughts came to an abrupt halt when someone knocked rather loudly on the door. He glanced up, seeing Jennifer's head in his doorway.
"Draco, all the doctors in the area seemed to be booked due to and outbreak of chickenpox. The earliest appointment I could get you was next Monday at 12:40" She informed him.
He sighed, taking a moment to rub the bridge of his nose. Normally on a day like this he would have just nodded and dismissed the person from the room with the wave of his hand but seeing as how Jenn was his favorite gal in the firm and since she went through so much trouble for him, he forced a smile on his face.
"That's fine, Jenn. Thank you."
"Mmhmm. Do you need anything else?"
"No, thanks"
She nodded and closed the door. Draco sat his papers off to the side a scratched the date and the time of the appointment on his calendar.
"Monday..." he mumbled, "Can't wait until Monday."
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Nine o'clock Draco walked into his apartment and was greeted by the love of his life.
"Hey, Sanzo. What's up boy?" He asked crouching down to pick up the baby golden retriever.
The pup answered by pawing in the air and lapping at his face.
"All right, Sanz. What do you want? You're never this bouncy and happy." He placed the small pooch on the polished hardwood floor and shrugged off his coat, chuckling as the enthusiastic puppy bounded into the small livingroom. He turned around and opened the coat closet that was neatly organized. After hanging up his coat he loosened his tie and turned, hearing a small bark. Sanzo sat wagging his tail rapidly with a plastic squeak toy in his mouth.
"Ah, The puppy wants to play fetch, huh?" He removed the toy from it's mouth and waved it back and forth. "All right. One...two...three!" He counted off throwing the toy into the livingroom. The puppy dodged after it with Draco chasing behind him.
The blond sat down on the cream colored, leather, sofa with a sigh when he entered the room. Draco personally thought of the couch was a slice of heaven. It was amazing. Orgasmic if you will. He felt a nudge at his ankle and knew Sanzo was back with the toy. He smiled to himself and sat up, elbows on his knees, staring down at the pup.
"Okay, this is the last time. Your incredible owner is craving sleep like a woman craving chocolate." He chuckled and threw the toy. When the retriever ran back Draco picked up the pooch and carried him into his room, retiring to bed for the night.
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Unfortunately, The next morning Draco woke with a sore throat, a horrid cough and a odd chest pain. He groaned and sniffed walking into the kitchen. Blinking the sleep out of his eyes he pulling out the Tylenol bottle from the cabinet.
After downing a couple of pills, Draco sat down at the table and buried his head in his hands, knowing that it would be at least ten minutes before he would begin to feel the effects of the pills. He rubbed his forehead and looked down at the ground seeing his dog sitting, patiently waiting for his owner to take him to the bathroom. He smiled at his well trained dog and walked over to the coat closet.
Retrieving his black coat and dog leash from the closet, he closed the door and took a second to peer into the mirror resting beside the door, checking his appearance.
Just as he finished brushing down his hair there was a knock at his down. Knowing exactly who it was he opened the door with a grin on his face.
"Welcome to my house of terror, Brent. Muwahah." Draco greeted his voice cracking. The brunette smiled and rolled his eyes while Draco cleared his throat.
"Bahahaha. I'm shaking in my designer jeans." He answered sarcastically before taking in Draco's appearance. "Uh, Dray. What's this?" He asked gesturing to his outfit.
"They're pajamas." He answered simply.
"No kidding but why are you still wearing them when we leave in less then 20 minutes? You and I both know it takes you a hour to get pampered up."
Draco glared but didn't comment knowing it was the truth.
"Sorry to break it to you but I'm calling in sick. I feel horrible." The brunette smirked.
"You look it, too."
Draco raised a single eyebrow in challenge.
"You wanna repeat that?"
"Calm down I was kidding. Joking. You know, haha."
The blond crossed his arms and smiled in triumph.
"That's what I thought."
Sanzo, who sat at Draco's feet watching them curiously for a few minutes, decided that it was most certainly time to empty his bladder and yapped at them. Draco couched down and picked up the dog. He made a move to take him out when a sudden thought struck him. He pushed the puppy in Brent's arms and gabbed a key from the small table that sat beside his door.
"Brent take Sanzo out and grab my mail on the way back, yeah? Thanks." He flashed a toothy grin before shutting the door. He locked it quickly and held his breath waiting for his friends insults and complaints.
"Draco, you butt! Open the door! I'm not your slave."
"I'll put the coffee on!" Draco yelled through the door. "I might give you a cup if you run!"
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"Ass." Brent bellowed as he returned the tiny apartment. With a smug grin on his face Draco asked.
"Did you run?"
"I had no choice. Your pup's a little demanding." He grumbled sneering playfully at the dog. Sanzo barked indignantly and snapped at the brunette's ankle.
"Hey!" Brent yelled and jumped away.
"Good, boy." Draco rewarded him with a small biscuit.
"I swear that dog is acting more and more like you everyday. Spoiled rotten to the core, bad attitude, and melodramatic."
"Takes after the best."
Brent answered with a snort.
"Don't you have to get to work?" Brent glanced at the clock over head and nodded.
"Yeah. Thanks for the coffee. See you later."
"Au Revoir."
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Over the next three days with rest, medicine, and lots of telly time Draco was finally better. Not being one to sit at home on his bum eating bonbons, blondie was excited, to say the least, to be going to work that morning. The doorbell rang just like every other morning and Brent, as always, stood on the other side. Today his best friend stood not with a smile, but with a flashy grin that lit up the whole room.
"What did you get me?" He asked walking in and looking around. Draco watch him, confusion lacing his expression as he ran from room to room opening doors and looking around briefly before moving to the next.
"Brent, what are you talking abo-" Draco stopped in mid-sentence, realization hitting him like a ton of bricks. "Crap! Brent I completely forgot. I'm so sorry!" His friends face fell.
"You mean to tell me you forgot my birthday?" Draco hung his head in shame.
"I can't believe you!" the other man raised his voice in outrage.
"I know. Sorry." He walked over to the counter, sitting down before he buried his head in his hands. Brent followed suit.
"You better be. Ugh... I hate you, man!" Draco calmly reached over to the pile of papers and pulled something out.
"That's a shame because if you hate me, that means you can't come to Australia with me!" The blond held up two plane tickets to Australia. Brent slammed his fist down on the counter and stood up.
"Draco you lying son of a bitch!" He shouted and then proceeded to jump over the counter and tackle his best mate.
After planting a rather sloppy kiss on his friends lips he grinned. "I love you, mate!"
Draco shrugged.
"Well if I had known that I wouldn't have broken up with you."
"Shut up, you. When are we going?"
"Next week."
"Really?!"
"Yes," the blond answered, "Now get off me, you're messing up my hair."
They stood up and Brent punched his hand through the air.
"This is the best day of my life."
"Yeah, yeah. It won't be if you make me late for work. Lets get going, bits."
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The night before Draco's doctor appointment he sat in his large fluffy bed with the telly on in the background and Sanzo at his side. He pulled comforter up to his waist and reached behind his pillows retrieving a diary. Draco remembered the first time Brent had found the small book on his bedside table and laughed about him having it. "It's not a diary, it's a man journal." He replied. It took Brent a week to let it go. He rested back against the headboard and began writing.
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Draco was standing in the dungeons of Malfoy manor, Voldemort and the Death Eaters surrounding him.
"Draco, come forward." Voldemort hissed. He wanted to wince to quiver as he heard the snake like creature speak, but knew if he did he would suffer the consequences.
"Draco you have failed to kill Dumbledore."
"Yes, my lord." He replied staring at the ground.
"You are a failure. You have no use to me." His voice was dripping with venom.
"Lucius!" A cloaked figure stepped forward and bowed.
"Yes, my lord."
"Kill them."
"Them, My lord?"
"Your son and wife!" He hissed, the sound echoing off the walls.
Draco heard a screech from behind, causing him to whip around. Another dark cloaked figure stepped out with his mother in hand. Draco choked on his saliva as he took in the sight of her, and soon he found himself screaming, "No! Leave her out of this. She didn't part-take in any of this! She's not responsible for my actions!" He knew he was showing his emotions and in a situation like this, it was never good to do so.
"Crucio!" The dark lord hissed.
He fell to the floor his entire body feeling as though it was on fire. Like his every bone was breaking. Like a dagger penetrating his skin over and over again. He faintly heard his mother screaming in the back of his mind, as his body jerked and his muscles tightened.
He knew that he hadn't been under the spell for more than a minute or two, but it seemed like an eternity before it was finally lifted. Tears leaked from the corners of his eyes, and the metallic tang of blood filled his mouth from where he'd bit he tongue. Voldemort tutted and raised his wand at the blond.
"Stand, Draco." When Draco didn't moved The snake like creature flick his wand. Draco felt a stab of pain soar through his body forcing his body upwards.
"Lucius...kill her." He repeated. Draco stood, frozen in place due to the spell. He was going to watch his mother die right before his eyes and there was nothing he could do about it.
"Yes, my lord." Lucius stepped forward, wand at the ready. Draco glared at his father in disbelief. He would have never thought that the man could be so cold. He struggled against the invisible bonds, wanting to break free. He wanted to scream, but nothing would come out. He heard his father take a breath. He glanced over at his mother. Tears fell as she mouthed the words 'I love you'. Draco closed his eyes mouthing the words back.
"Avada Kadavra!"
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Draco woke with a start. A sickening bile filled his mouth as he pushed back the comforter and bolted to the bathroom. Once Draco reached the toilet he lifted the cover and emptied all that was in his stomach.
"Ugh." He groaned flushing the toilet. He stood up and brushed his teeth before exiting the room.
Draco sat the tea kettle on the stove before glance sideways at the clock. Ten till nine. He walked over to the counter and collapsed into a chair. The memories swam in his head flooding his mind.
"Kill them."
"No!"
"Lucius!"
"Mother!"
The green flash erupted behind his eyelids just as the tea kettle sounded. He jerked and clenched his fists. Standing up from his seat he walked over to the stove and poured the water into his mug.
"Ugh, It's not tea that I need. I need a drink a very strong drink." He walked over to the telly and flicked it on. "Maybe I'll buy some wine."
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Three hours later Draco threw on a pair of light blue jeans and a green t-shirt and was out the door. The doctor's office was four blocks away and seeing as how he really wasn't up for walking so he decided to take the subway. He would have drove there but the truth of the matter was, Draco Malfoy blew at driving, and that was sugar coating it. He shoved his hands into his pockets as he walked down the stairs to the underground transportation bus, as he liked to call it, preparing for what was to come.
AN: -Punches the air- First Chapter finished! I hope you all enjoyed it and that you stick around for the second chapter where we find out what Draco's illness is. Also expect a little twist in the upcoming chapter. ;) I also hope that you review and tell me what you think. -wink wink, nudge nudge- Remember folks reviews are what keep me going. :)