Disclaimer:I do not own any of the characters etc. but I got the idea of
the pyro power from the movie Hellboy.
Chapter 1:Board and Lonely
All alone in his dormitory was Draco Malfoy. He was absent-mindedly flipping through a Quidditch magazine while thinking about his current state. God I'm board. His platinum blonde hair had grown considerably over the summer and now it was longer and fell into his face giving him a less greaser appearance. His height had also shot up, passing the six foot mark. Over the summer he had worked out and it showed, His chest was well-defined and very muscular. The one thing that hadn't changed was his eyes. They were still cold and gray with no feeling whatsoever shown in them. One glance and it was meant for you to run. As he skimmed over the magazine; he sighed and stretched his arms. Maybe I could sleep. He thought to himself. Just as he was about to place his head upon his silver pillow; the door to his room slammed open. Draco sprung up and glanced down and saw a bug eyed house elf tugging on his robe. Oh Christ, its Dobby.
"M-m-m-master Malfoy...."Dobby squeaked out,"Dumbledore would like to see you in his office."
"What the hell does the old man want?" Draco muttered as he got up and headed for the door, leaving Dobby behind. As Draco strolled all high and mightily through the corridors, he saw tons of students running around in different directions enjoying themselves this Sunday afternoon. Squealing rats. Draco reached Dumbledore's office and eyed the stone gargoyle that stood poised in front of where Dumbledore's office was.
"Open you bloody beast," Draco growled and kicked it slightly. Then he saw the gargoyle split in half and Dumbledore emerged looking amused.
"My lord Draco, please do not destruct my property," he said with a twinkle in his eye.
"Hurry it up old man before you die," Draco snapped and stepped into the office. He took a seat on one of the comfortable chairs and looked aimlessly at Faux the phoenix and started tapping a rhythm out onto the desk with his fists. Dumbledore took a seat in his large chair and staed Draco dead in the eye.
"Draco, I have a favor to ask of you," he stated and waited for Draco's response.
"Hell no," Draco pointedly announced and got up to leave.
"Boy, sit your rude ass down and listen to what I ask of you," Dumbledore practically yelled and then after realizing his reaction he calmed himself down. "So sorry, I was just getting a bit impatient, please Draco will you assist me on this assignment?" he pleaded.
"FINE!" Draco said and threw his hands in the air in defeat. "What is it?" he questioned staring at Dumbledore.
"Well, a new student is arriving today, her name is Evie. Due to circumstances I will not discuss; she is automatically going to be put into your house,Slytherin.I need you to watch out for her and help her around the school until she gets adjusted," he said and Draco eyed his curiously," but the thing that is unique about Evie is her. Well how may I put this. Her paranormal gift that goes hand in hand with her being a witch." Draco looked a bit confused but also angry at the same time.
"I have to baby-sit some crazy witch psycho?!" he screamed. Dumbledore grabbed Draco's shoulder making Draco sit down calmly.
"She is neither psycho nor crazy," he stated," but her power is different, She is what some call a pyro. When she gets angry or extremely happy, she will have flames erupting out of her hands and sometimes her whole body. She has mostly learned to control it but it will be dangerous to upset her so I need you to please try to make her happy." Dumbledore finished.
"ARE YOU CRAZY! "Draco yelled with an angry expression. "DO YOU WANT ME TO BE BURNED TO DEATH!?" he asked with his face flustered.
"Dear boy, she will not burn you and you probably wouldn't look to bad as a vanilla popsicle." Dumbledore chuckled. Draco knew from the look on Dumbledore's face that Draco couldn't win.
"Alright,"Draco sighed," but once she's happy im leaving her alone." With that,Draco stood up and stalked out of the office.
All alone in his dormitory was Draco Malfoy. He was absent-mindedly flipping through a Quidditch magazine while thinking about his current state. God I'm board. His platinum blonde hair had grown considerably over the summer and now it was longer and fell into his face giving him a less greaser appearance. His height had also shot up, passing the six foot mark. Over the summer he had worked out and it showed, His chest was well-defined and very muscular. The one thing that hadn't changed was his eyes. They were still cold and gray with no feeling whatsoever shown in them. One glance and it was meant for you to run. As he skimmed over the magazine; he sighed and stretched his arms. Maybe I could sleep. He thought to himself. Just as he was about to place his head upon his silver pillow; the door to his room slammed open. Draco sprung up and glanced down and saw a bug eyed house elf tugging on his robe. Oh Christ, its Dobby.
"M-m-m-master Malfoy...."Dobby squeaked out,"Dumbledore would like to see you in his office."
"What the hell does the old man want?" Draco muttered as he got up and headed for the door, leaving Dobby behind. As Draco strolled all high and mightily through the corridors, he saw tons of students running around in different directions enjoying themselves this Sunday afternoon. Squealing rats. Draco reached Dumbledore's office and eyed the stone gargoyle that stood poised in front of where Dumbledore's office was.
"Open you bloody beast," Draco growled and kicked it slightly. Then he saw the gargoyle split in half and Dumbledore emerged looking amused.
"My lord Draco, please do not destruct my property," he said with a twinkle in his eye.
"Hurry it up old man before you die," Draco snapped and stepped into the office. He took a seat on one of the comfortable chairs and looked aimlessly at Faux the phoenix and started tapping a rhythm out onto the desk with his fists. Dumbledore took a seat in his large chair and staed Draco dead in the eye.
"Draco, I have a favor to ask of you," he stated and waited for Draco's response.
"Hell no," Draco pointedly announced and got up to leave.
"Boy, sit your rude ass down and listen to what I ask of you," Dumbledore practically yelled and then after realizing his reaction he calmed himself down. "So sorry, I was just getting a bit impatient, please Draco will you assist me on this assignment?" he pleaded.
"FINE!" Draco said and threw his hands in the air in defeat. "What is it?" he questioned staring at Dumbledore.
"Well, a new student is arriving today, her name is Evie. Due to circumstances I will not discuss; she is automatically going to be put into your house,Slytherin.I need you to watch out for her and help her around the school until she gets adjusted," he said and Draco eyed his curiously," but the thing that is unique about Evie is her. Well how may I put this. Her paranormal gift that goes hand in hand with her being a witch." Draco looked a bit confused but also angry at the same time.
"I have to baby-sit some crazy witch psycho?!" he screamed. Dumbledore grabbed Draco's shoulder making Draco sit down calmly.
"She is neither psycho nor crazy," he stated," but her power is different, She is what some call a pyro. When she gets angry or extremely happy, she will have flames erupting out of her hands and sometimes her whole body. She has mostly learned to control it but it will be dangerous to upset her so I need you to please try to make her happy." Dumbledore finished.
"ARE YOU CRAZY! "Draco yelled with an angry expression. "DO YOU WANT ME TO BE BURNED TO DEATH!?" he asked with his face flustered.
"Dear boy, she will not burn you and you probably wouldn't look to bad as a vanilla popsicle." Dumbledore chuckled. Draco knew from the look on Dumbledore's face that Draco couldn't win.
"Alright,"Draco sighed," but once she's happy im leaving her alone." With that,Draco stood up and stalked out of the office.