CHAPTER 1: The Beginning of it all

It was very late at night in the Malfoy Manor; Draco Malfoy stood up quickly. He had fallen out of bed the seventh time in a row this week.

Oh not again, he thought.

He fell out of bed each night, because of the exact same dream; he was sitting with Hermione Granger in one of the corridors at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft Wizardry. It was very late, maybe three o'clock in the morning in the, he was leaning over to kiss her and she suddenly stood up. Then Draco felt like he was falling into an endless black hole. And that's when he woke up on the floor, normally staring at the ceiling. But not tonight, he jumped up very suddenly; maybe it was because his had enough of it.

Draco considered this to be a very bad nightmare. Normally because he hated Hermione. He never really called her by her first name. It felt somewhat strange, hearing it in his head felt like something, or someone he didn't know. He usually made her miserable by calling her a Mudblood, a Muggle born witch or wizard. She really hated it, Draco could tell by the look on her face when he said her name with total disrespect. She never did anything except cry. Sometimes her two best friends Ron Weasley and Harry Potter, try to beat him up, but are afraid to come near Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle, two of Draco's friends.

Draco didn't really have any true friends, the kind you could talk with for hours and never get bored. He dated Pansy Parkinson, but she was hardly considered a friend, let alone a decent girlfriend. She never did what he asked her to do. She also never really hung out with him or kissed him, like some other girlfriends do. The only time they were ever together was the Yule Ball last year. As Draco was thinking about all this, he began to start feeling drowsy, his eyes were starting to close.he lay back on his bed, pulled the covers on himself and fell back into a dreamless sleep.

* * *

Morning came pretty fast. Draco's mother, Narcissa, came in his room to pull up the blinds on the window. She had to do this every morning now, since they had lost their House Elf Dobby three years ago. Thanks to Harry Potter who had tricked Draco's father, Lucius, into giving him one of his dirty socks, in order to free Dobby. Sun streamed in, almost blinding Draco.

"Mother." he groaned.

"Oh, Draco, you have to be a decent young man and wake up at least earlier than afternoon."

"But Father's decent, and he doesn't wake up until one thirty."

"Yes, well you father is a very busy man, and your not. So get a move on it." And with that she left the room.

"Oh man, this is just great. It's only eleven thirty and she's already getting on my nerves." he said quietly to himself.

He got out of bed quickly, brushed his teeth and took a shower. Then put on some black baggy pants and a navy blue T-shirt and went downstairs where his mother was making some eggs benedict for him.While he was waiting, he turned on the television set. He had begged his father to buy him one, even though it was Muggle built. His family had a rule about Muggle things in their home. There was nothing interesting on, so his mother told him to turn on the news. The Ministry of Magic hooked up Witch weekly to their programming. Today on Witch Weekly News Report Worldwide, one of Azkaban's most wanted suspects was captured; his name was Fredrick Ziel. He was a thin, pale man with a beard and a mustache. His clothes were torn and it seemed like he was trying very hard to look like a Muggle, but did a bad job of it. He was wearing checkered pants and hat. His shirt was blue and torn at the sides and across the front.

Another report was on a new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts. This caught Draco's eye. The new teacher was a woman who looked like she was in her late thirties. In the picture they had of her, she was wearing an emerald cloak and a matching hat. She was said to be a Slytherin student as well as Draco. Her name was Hannah Butane. She was prefect for Slytherin House when she went to school. She sounded all right to Draco; at least she was better that all the rest of the Defense against the Dark Arts teachers they have had so far.

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Soon evening came and Draco's mother got a call from her sister-in law, Draco's aunt, Sara Malfoy. The conversation lasted pretty long. Draco didn't feel like listening to them talk through the fireplace, so he went up to his room. An hour later, Narcissa appeared in his room.

"Your aunt wants you to know Rachel is coming to the Leaky Cauldron two weeks before school starts." Narcissa said, looking at Draco expecting him to answer, so he did.

"I thought Rachel went to Durmstrang? What does she want the Leaky Cauldron for?" Draco asked, looking rather curious.

"Oh that's right, you don't know. Rachel is transferring to Hogwarts, because Sara and Nick are going to move closer. But for the meantime, they're staying at the Cauldron." Narcissa said.

"Really? That's great!" Draco cried

Rachel was his favorite cousin. She was about five-foot eight, only one inch shorter than him. She had elbow length blonde hair, with the same exact cold gray eyes as Draco. She was also a year older than him.

Draco was going to Diagon Alley to get his things for school as soon as he got his list of supplies from Hogwarts. Draco heard something rattle, but it was only his Viper, Dragon, he had knocked over a rock. Then Draco heard a screeching sound, and before he managed to turn around to face the source of it, Fin, his eagle owl came swooping in carrying two parcels. One of them was what looked like a letter, and the other one looked like an early Birthday present for Draco. Fin dropped the two parcels on his lap and flew back out the window. The letter was from Hogwarts. It read:



Dear Mr. Malfoy,

Once again, you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for the fifth year. Enclosed are your list of books and supplies for the upcoming year. Term begins September 1st.

Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus

Minerva McGonagall



Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress





UNIFORM

Fifth-year students will require:

1set dress robes

Three sets of plain work robes (black)

One plain pointed hat (black) for daywear

One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)

One winter cloak (black, silver fastenings)

Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry nametags

COURSE BOOKS

All students should have a copy of each of the following:

The Standard book of Spells (Grade 5) by Miranda Goshawk

How Fungi Works by Melinda Berg

What's an Advanced Potion? By Bertie Belle

What is an Animagus? By Sarinda Duterspellion

Apparition (Grade 5) by Pearl Pulvich

Magic Creatures by Ashley Catpurse

Advanced Palm Reading by Belinda Morse

Advanced Dream Archaeology by Samuel Moth

Dangerous Monsters (Grade 5) by Anne Boise

Pearly White Crystal Ball a novel by Zelda Speller

See Into the Future by Sabrina Coleman

The Dark Arts: Spells, Hexes and Curses and How to Prevent Them by Quentin Tremble

Hogwarts, A History by Whitney White

OTHER EQUIPMENT

1 wand

1 cauldron (brass, size 10)

1 set of glass or crystal phials

1 telescope

1 set brass scales

Wow, Draco thought, only thirteen books this year, not bad, maybe I'll have enough money to buy a Firebolt Five Thousand.

His thoughts were soon cut off by his mother's voice.

"Draco, honey, get ready for bed, we're leaving early tomorrow to buy your school supplies. And don't even think about opening your Birthday present until September twenty first!" she appeared in the doorway, she had obviously heard the racket he was making with the post.

"Awe, but why mother? Since I got it today, it only makes sense that I open it today." whined Draco.

"No." his mother said and he knew better than to argue with her. He decided he'd better go to sleep. Narcissa turned off the lights in his room, went out and closed the door behind her.