D- As much as i would love to i do not own harry potter or anything about it we must all bow down to J.K. for blessing us with draco malfoy
A strong hand griped his trout and held tight. Pined to the edge of the fireplace he swag his hands out trying to hit anything he could anyone who had held of him but nothing and no one was there. He felt a cold breeze as he drew his last breath. Felling his lungs suffocate he sore the outline of the girl how hunted his dreams.
Draco woke up frantic and scared. He placed a hand on his neck and felt how sore it was he could feel where the hand had been. He reached into his beside table and pulled out the mirror. He flicked on the lamp and examined his neck. There was a lager red mark the shape of a hand.
He wiped of the sweat of his head and pulled of the bed covers and walked over to the dresser. The cooled marble was hard under his warm, soft skin.
As he pulled him black turtle neck jumper over his head he thought of the girl from his dream. Who was she and way was she always there at the worst part of the dream. He really wanted to know who this girl was, he need to know why he kept dieing in his dreams.
Draco glanced at the clock, he need to get ready he was going out with his father soon and he still had much to do. Draco finished getting dressed and headed down to the kitchen. He pulled out a tray and opened the fridge taking out the fresh orange juice and pored a glass he then took out the bacon and eggs and started making breakfast. Once he was done he got a vase from under the sink and placed a signal rose in it. Picking up the tray he stated his long walk to his mother's room.
Opening the door he could see his mother sill asleep he walked in quietly and placed the tray down on the bed side table, pulled a card form under his jumper and lent it against the vase and walked out closing the door behind as quietly as he had entered.
Outside the door was his father stood with his long dark green clock, looking very important. Hair long and shiny white neatly sitting behind his back. His cane in one hand and a book in the other.
Draco nodded his head and walked away while his father went in to his mother's room to do exactly what Draco did.
Draco met his father out by the front door. Draco had his long green clock on and wand in the left pocket inside his clock with his money in the right. His father came down stairs and stood in front of Draco and look above him "there's still no change" Draco looked down "will she even remember who we are" Lucius placed on hand on Draco's shoulder and side "I don't think she will even remember who she is we just have to hope that she can learn to trust us and stop screaming and trying to escape" Draco nodded and turned and to leave. He and his father where on there way to the leaky cordon to do some business.
Inside the leaky cordon Draco and his father sat in the darkest corner talking to a man with his face clocked while across from room walking in thought the door was Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasly.
"Harry I'm telling you it was Pansy there was no mistaking the voice" Hermione said smiling in amusement "but why would she say she was Malfoy are engaged no one will believe that Malfoy hates her" Harry protested taking one of the spare seats around the table they had picked "but look at what she has done to here hair she must be trying to impress him" Hermione said taking a seat opposite the boys "yeah I suppose no one would bleach there hair the same as Malfoy's for no reason" Harry agreed "I'm gay!" said a voice next to Harry " what! Ron your not are you" Hermione asked in shock. Ron smiled his plan had worked "no of course not I just need to shut you both up you where doing my head in talking about whether or not the blonde girl we heard was pansy or not, we will soon see next week when we go back to school"
The three friend sat there and enjoyed there drink and last week of freedom before they went back to school.