Like a First Year-512
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Draco Malfoy nor any other characters or locations from the Harry Potter series. They belong to J.K Rowling.
NOTE: This is the sequel to Unforgivable Lust! If you have not read that one first, you may not understand what is happening in this one. For those of you who have read the first one, or have just read the first one and have now come back, welcome! And thank you for reading onward.
This one is for Miz La La, who made my day and gave me motivation to finish this first chapter. Thank you.
Ariana looked up at the tall, monstrous looking building. Her eyes darted from side to side in fascination as people came in and out of the building, as if it were completely normal that this building was here. The building was a tall navy blue castle looking artefact out of history. Turrets popped out of the regal looking roof where brooms would encircle and then fly into an opening window.
"This is The Dragon Scale. One of the largest magic apartment buildings in Europe. You will definitely get used to the culture of magic here." Draco informed as they made their way up to the wooden doors. They were spread open for the day so people could get in and out with ease. Inside the building was just as magical. Large open stair wells lay on either side of the lobby, starting very wide and narrowing as it ascended. Smaller spiral stairwells were in the very back that seemed to be constantly moving.
"You're on the fifth floor." Draco said, handing her a key. She took it with a shaky clammy hand, gasping it in excitement. Her own house key.
They made their way up one of the large staircases, the hallway on the second floor was full of doors, all with numbers on them, the hallway seemed to go on for a long time, all etched with numbers. They headed towards the one with an illustrated '5' over top.
"The higher up numbers are for organizations and office space rather than living." Blaise explained as he opened the door. When he did, there was another hallway, all with three numbered addresses on the doors, every one of them starting with 5.
"How is this the fifth floor? We're still on the second." Ariana inquired.
"It's a portal, too many people were complaining about the stairs to floors like fifty-five and sixty. Especially the tower rooms were getting miffed."
"Well I suppose so. There are that many floors in this building? I didn't think it was that big."
"Magic darling. It's like being around a muggle born first year." Blaise said laughing. Draco rolled his eyes and laughed.
They stopped in front of room 512, which had a bright green door and large gold numbers.
"The previous tenant was a little ah eccentric." Draco said staring at the blindingly bright door. Ariana simply smiled and pressed her fingers to the numbers. She took in the moment of staring at the door of her own place when there was an impatient sigh from Blaise on her right.
She brought up the elegant looking key Draco had given her moments ago and stuck it into the lock. It fit perfectly and the door clicked open almost cheerfully to Ariana's ears.
The door eased open to reveal a wonderfully decorated room.
"Oh Draco. Did you do this?" The place was already furnished and accessorized beautifully. The walls were graced with a deep purple colour, silver curtains over the windows. The furniture was black with silver accessories on the tables. French black doors lead to a balcony at the back and the kitchen was just off to the right of the door. It was accessorized with black cabinets and silver appliances.
She went to the bedroom door off to the left of the main room. The room was a rich chocolate brown colour, light blue accessorizing on the bed with pillows.
"No it was my mother's decorating. We weren't sure if you would want us to change the door at all. Will it do? I believe your next to some fairly quiet people so you won't be disturbed too much." Draco asked leaning against the door frame.
"Will it do? Draco, it's beautiful. And I love the door just the way it is." Ariana said breathlessly looking around the room. She turned back and gave him a genuine smile.
"Whew! All this unpacking is making me hungry!" Blaise exclaimed wandering into the room.
"What unpacking? There's nothing to unpack." Ariana said putting her suitcase down on the floor.
"Oh, well lets go eat anyway."
"You guys can go on ahead, I think I'll stick around. But, I will see you soon right? My first lesson is tomorrow?"
"No lessons until we get all your stuff, I'll call you in the morning okay? Get some rest in the mean time." Blaise stepped out of the apartment quietly and Draco walked over to Ariana slowly. "You going to be okay? By yourself I mean."
"I'll be fine Draco. Really." He nodded and kissed her cheek lightly. He pulled out a wand and handed it to her.
"If you get in trouble, use this. Say the spell Stupify. But only in an emergency. If you need anything, this is an incantation that will call to me." He handed her a piece of paper with a spell written on it. "Try not to wander out of the apartment until I see you tomorrow. Safety charms are up."
"Draco, I'll be fine. Just go before Blaise dies of hunger."
Once they left, Ariana locked the door behind him and looked around at her new apartment. She let in a large breath of excitement and went to her bedroom to unpack her clothing.
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Draco arrived at the large mansion alone-Blaise having head home. He felt more lonely than ever as he made his way down the dark staircase. His heart wrenched to be near Ariana but knew it was best to let her have her own place.
With a sigh of remorse, he opened the cold stone door to a room where a person lay changed in the middle.
"Hello Harold." Draco said as his footsteps echoed in the damp dark air. "Sleep well?" He swung his fist down hard into the back of Harold skull. He grunted in reaction but didn't dare look up.
"Why not just kill me damn it?"
"Because, you have a lot to pay for."
"Does Ariana know I'm still alive? In your house no less?" He looked up then, a small smirk on his distorted and mangled face. A large bloody scab, healed together by poor magic was etched across his grimy neck.
"Don't talk about her. You have no right." Draco replied coldly. He pulled out his wand and thought of which curse he was going to use first on the man chained on the floor, looking desperate to die.