Disclaimer: oh how i wish i own Harry Potter, but sadly i don't
My latest attempt at a thing with words that people can surprisingly/hopefully understand. Enjoy.
What My Mother Always Told Me
Chapter 1: A new life
Draco Malfoy stood in the middle of his bedroom at Malfoy Manor observing himself in the full length mirror. His white-blond hair had grown an awful lot since his first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was now hanging down around his neck in a very Severus Snape like fashion, minus the oily look. Next he studied his face, he no longer looked like a cute little boy, but a very handsome full grown man. His eyes resembled his fathers steel grey ones, but with a tint of his mother's understanding in them and his lips were the slightest shade darker than his usual pale skin.
As he stood there studying himself, his bedroom door opened and in came his father, Lucius, holding a mysterious looking parcel. As he walked in Draco turned with an expressionless face to see him placing the mysterious looking parcel on the fancy oak made desk, that was given to him by some relative whom Draco couldn't remember, in the corner of his room.
"If I may, father, what is in that parcel?'' Draco asked hiding his anxiousness of finding out.
''It is a gift from our Master. You are to open it in private once you are on the train to Hogwarts and follow the instructions that are inside." Lucius said without looking at his only son. ''Oh, and try to make sure you don't disappoint me, again." Lucius then stalked out of the room without listening to Draco's reply of ''Yes father, I'll do my best, to disappoint you in every way i can.''
As soon as Lucius had left, Draco walked over to the parcel and picked it up. He observed the familiar looking green coloured wrapping paper. The parcel was big enough to hold in the palm of his hand but small enough so it wouldn't be seen by passers-by.
While looking at the parcel, his bedroom door opened yet again, only this time it was the welcomed sight of his mother Narcissa and his godfather Severus Snape. They had come to take him to catch the Hogwarts Express from platform 9 3/4.
''Now Draco, please be careful this year, do all of your homework, listen to all of your teachers and write home at least once a week. Um, what else? Oh, your coming home for Christmas, ok?'' Narcissa listed with a type of fear in her voice that only a worried mother could have.
Draco stood patiently listening to his mother. He could understand why she was worried sick, what with the war that was building up around them, but he wasn't a kid anymore. He could take care of himself, so he thought.
''Mother, please. I'll be fine. Don't worry so much. Hogwarts is one of the safest places to be now days, thanks to all the protection around 'The Boy Who Lived' and besides Professor Snape will be there with me.'' Draco said nodding towards the potions master.
''Draco is right Narcissa, you have enough to worry about as it is, we all do. And if you like i will watch over Draco for you. But come now the train will be leaving soon.'' Snape said putting a stop to Narcissa's worrying and fussing.
''Mmm, ok.'' Narcissa said giving in slightly ''But I still want you to write to me every week Draco, ok?''
''Ok mother, I promise I will. Anyway I suspect father would want me to write weekly anyway.'' Draco said before following Snape over to the fireplace. Narcissa hesitate before following the men to Kings Cross Train Station.
Ok i hope you have enjoyed this chapter, I promise that it will get better, please review so i know if i should put up more chapters to hopefully find out what happens in the story(i have so far only planned two chapters) so i really do want to put more up.
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