OK BUT REALLY THIS FF HAS SOME REALLY MESSED UP SHIT GOING ON SO PLEASE BE CAREFUL READING AND DONT DO ANYTHING YOU MIGHT REGRET LATER! PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF!
[do i have to mention that i am infact NOT Jkrowling and so do NOT own these characters?]
AND ONCE AGAIN! REALLLY MESSEDUP SHIT! IF YOURE VERY EASY TO INFLUENCE - PLEASE EITHER DONT READ THAT OR BE VERY CAREFUL! AND IF YOU DONT LIKE SOME MAN ON MAN ACTION - WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING HERE? ISNT IT CLEAR THAT THIS IS A DRACO/HARRY FF?
Draco knew, he should be ashamed, but he wasn't. He knew, that he did the thing that had to be done. Or maybe he thought so because of egotistical reasons. Either way, he didn't feel one bit of shame, when the principal called him to his office through the speakers that were placed all over the school. Everyone heard it and he felt that nosiness of every student, asking themselves what he had done to be called out like that.
The few that were there, began to fill in the students around him and soon half of the school knew.
The vampire kid got someone hospitalized. And on top of that, it wasn't just someone – it was the football star and school president of this shitty school.
But Draco didn't care who the other kid was. He would've done it to anyone.
He started packing his stuff into his bag, while the teacher looked slightly concerned. Draco liked this teacher. This was one of the few classes he didn't skip. He really enjoyed chemistry and was actually really good at it.
As soon as he finished, he stood up, his chair making a loud noise as it got pushed back and the silence in the classroom made it seem even louder.
Before exiting the room, he saluted the teacher and left, knowing his classmates were staring holed into his back.
The blonde boy strolled through the halls, making his way to the principals office, knowing that Miss H would be there, disappointed. But he didn't care. Everything just seemed pointless to him.
He finally reached his destination and walked through the door without knocking. As expected, Miss H was already here, a sad face sitting across the principals thick brows.
For most of the conversation Draco just dozed off, not really listening and nodding from time to time, while he could clearly see, that Miss H was trying to hold back her tears. Was this all just an act? Draco was never sure, what went on in her head.
Finally the principal and Miss H stood up simultaneously and shook each others hands, Miss H's face now covered in tears. Draco took this as a sign and stood up as well, ignoring the principals hand, that the man held in the boys direction, before sinking it again while shaking his head in disappointment.
Draco followed Miss H outside to the parking lot and looked bored in the sky. It was clear and the sun was at its highest. The woman opened her car and let Draco in, who sat down in the passenger seat, while she ignited the engine.
"This cannot go on." She sigh. "What did you do to that kid? Draco you know, you should be more in control with your emotions."
"Yeah. That kid had a very punchable face though." The boy grinned. This was obviously not the only reason, but he wouldn't tell Miss H. He wouldn't tell anyone. He himself knew that his reasons were good enough to do more damage than he did, but Draco was an okay guy – he wouldn't mess up anyone too bad.
"Are you kidding me? You got thrown out of school, because he had a punchable face?" Miss H raised her voice.
"I got thrown out? Cool." Was Dracos only comment and he could sense the disappointment of the person next to him, but the rest of the ride was quiet. Draco wasn't gonna apologise for what he did. It was justified in his eyes and that's all that matters.
The car stopped and both people jumped out. Draco ran quickly to his room, before she could talk to him more. He really didn't like much social interaction and at some point he had enough.
He jumped on the bottom bunk of the bunk bed in the quite small room and covered himself in blankets, while grabbing the remote to his CD player and turned it on. Queen started blasting quietly through the room and bouncing off the poster filled walls.
He and his roommate were fortunately into the same bands and listened till late at night to the same music. Newt and he got along pretty well too, but everyone else were almost strangers to Draco. It might also been the fact that the two of them were the oldest kids here, everyone else was at least six years younger than him, while Newt was only two years older than him.
But Draco wouldn't call him necessarily his friend, although he knew that Newt thought differently about him.
The boy must've fallen asleep, since the loud opening of a door pulled him back into the harsh reality. It was Miss H.
"I called the school Newt goes to. They say that they can take you. You have so much luck, young boy, you don't even know." She sounded mad and exhausted. "If you screw up again, you will be homeschooled and trust me, it won't be nice." And Draco believed her.
He just nodded, his eyes still heavy from the sleep.
"Your first day is Monday. And you better thank Newt and his perfect grades. He's the reason they agreed to take you in – middle of the school year." And she stormed off, closing the door behind her, while Draco went back to sleep.
An alarm went off and pulled the blond boy out of the dream that he instantly forgot. He was about to leave the safety of his blanket, then he remembered that he didn't have school, since he got thrown out. That made him smile so much, which kinda scared the guy next to him, who was getting dressed.
He was a rather slim figure with ginger hair, freckles and the bluest eyes Draco has ever seen.
"What are you smiling about, you're scaring me." Newt commented, before continuing to put on his clothes. Draco couldn't even try to understand his roommates sense of fashion, but was too happy to criticize it.
"Well, I don't have school until Monday." The blonde bragged.
"I heard." Newt looked Draco directly in the eyes, which made him kind of uncomfortable. "Congratulations, you finally went too far."
But Draco just shook his head and covered himself with the blanket again, before falling back to sleep.
He woke up around the afternoon, relaxed and for the first time in a while, without the usual stress. He slept good, felt good and somehow felt less like suicide. His rest of the week went by pretty eventless, which was good. But then Monday came and Draco had to wake up once again at seven in the morning. But he still had hope, that this school will be somehow better, though the closer he got to the property, the more he killed that hope.
Newt was very excited and talked a lot while they were walking together, but Draco was barely listening.
"Do you at least have a fun chemistry teacher?" he asked, interrupting the other, but Newt didn't mind and went along to Dracos question.
"He's a good teacher, though he doesn't like most students. He's a very creepy man that has many theories surrounding him – some even say that on weekends he goes to forests to catch squirrels by hand and that he then sucks their blood out, while they're still alive. But it's just gossip, you know." Then Newt proceeded to talk about more school gossip, but Draco didn't care. The teacher sounded like his kinda person. Ha already liked him.
The two boys finally reached the gates of the building and some kids already ran towards them, greeting Newt. Draco never realized how popular his roommate was, but when he thought about it, it became more obvious why. Newt was always friendly and helped others. He was good looking and had good grades, while he also had some interesting hobbies and a very good ear for music. Basically everything that Draco was not.
The kids that ran towards them, greeted Newt and listened to him introduce them to Draco, but it was obvious that they felt uncomfortable. They saw the too skinny blonde boy with almost translucid skin, bags under his eyes, wearing all black with a bored facial expression, telling everyone to fuck off.
Newt continued going to class, people greeting him on the way, while they were avoiding Malfoy.
"Do you know your class?" Newt asked once they were inside.
"I think 10a." Draco mumbled.
"10a? It's this way. They have some nice students, as far as I know, but if anyone bullies you, tell me, okay?" The ginger smiled and filled Draco with a strange emotion of joy, which made him uncomfortable.
They reached a door and Newt opened it. A class of maybe eleven students looked up and eyed the pair in the door. While some smiled at Newt, others frowned at Draco.
"Hey guys, this is Draco, please welcome him. He will be attending class with you since today. Please be nice to him." Newt smiled into the class and Draco heard a few girls and some boys sigh and throw a dreamy look at Newt. Then Newt disappeared, leaving Draco to himself, standing awkwardly at the doorframe.
Then, a guy stood up from his chair and stepped towards Draco.
"Hi, I'm Blaise. I'm the class representative. If you got any questions, just ask me." Then he turned to the class. "If Newt likes him, he can't be that much of an asshole, right?" and the class cheered in agreement.
Draco skimmed through the rows of students and a group of friends stood out to him most. If he thought, that Newt was ginger, then the guy a few rows back was a complete redhead. He had slightly curly hair and blue eyes, though a different shade than Newts. This dude was whispering something into the ear of the guy next to him.
He had longer brown hair, glasses and brown penetrating eyes, that seemed to drill into Draco, which made him quite uncomfortable. He gave Draco some vibes he couldn't quite name, but something was different about that guy. Once his eyes crossed Dracos, he couldn't look away and stared mesmerized into the dark abyss behind them. It seemed like years, before the other was poked in the shoulder by the redhead and their eye contact was disrupted.
Next to them was a girl, that looked like a mess. Her hair was very all over the place and she looked tired, but tried to hide it behind makeup and a smile. She certainly wasn't ugly though. She didn't seem to notice what had happened around her and she was deeply focused on the book in front of her.
"Where do you wanna sit, my man?" the guy next to him, Blaise, asked and tried to put his arm around Draco.
But he escaped, mouthing a quiet "don't touch me" and then proceeded to the only other free place, which was all the way in the back, behind the guy with the glasses, who held Draco captive with his eyes. Walking past him, made the blonde boy very uncomfortable, scared that the dark haired boy will reach out to him or even start a conversation. Which indeed happened. And Draco wanted to sink into the ground and suffocate.