Chapter 1
Playing Quidditch with Crabbe and Goyle is worse than watching an apple fall from a tree.
"I can't do this anymore" thought Draco Malfoy, throwing his broom on his shoulder and started to walk away from the field, and towards the Malfoy Manor. Crabbe and Goyle didn't bother him from leaving, they happily continued to play. The tall blond walked thru his mothers abandoned garden, it was once so beautiful; he remembered different flowers and greens, but that was all in the past.
Draco walked through the corridors of the Manor. Paintings of his ancestors were on the walls, giving him odd looks as he passed by. He reached the end of the corridor, the door opened as he stood infront of it. Draco's room was filled emerald green, along with a grand four poster bed infront of a fireplace. He grabbed his bathe towel and entered his lavatory. It was a large room, on the right was a room closet and on the left what looked liked a mini pool. It was three feet deep, it started to fill itself with imaginary rain clouds just right above it. It started to rain inside the lavatory. And as the water started to rise, bubbles started to appear on the water. He stripped away from his clothes, revealing his slim and masculine figure. All thanks from being a seeker for years in Hogwarts. His blond hair that fell on his forehead as the rain poured on him, teardrops of water trailing on his pointy nose. He was just simply irresistable. Girls his age dreamt of having a date with Malfoy, but young Draco was a bit picky with women.
Draco closed his eyes while he relaxed in his tub, trying to clear his mind. He remembered he'll be back in Hogwarts tomorrow for his 5th year. He'll be seeing Potter again. "Bloody Potter, just won't die" he muttered under his breath, splashing water to the side. His old rival just survived from meeting the Dark Lord last year, no one believes him as they say in the papers. But Draco knew it was true, this made him cringe a bit. "This is gonna be a rough year" he sighed. The Death Eaters had meetings in the Manor lately, it was just a matter of time before they started living here. No one knew where the Dark Lord is, only the most loyal followers knew where he was. Not even Lucius Malfoy knew where he was.
He finally washed up and headed back to his room, his clothes were ready on his bed. He got dressed and sat on his table and flipped some pages of the books that he just received from his house elf, who did his shopping for him.
Draco Malfoy was good in class, he was a matter of fact second to smartest witch of their school; Hermione J. Granger. "Filthy Mudblood, thinks she knows anything and everything" he muttered as he remembered the Muggle-born brunette who was one of the Golden Trio.
As hours past by amd it was almost midnight. A knock on the door was heard.
"Draco dear, it me, your Mother. May I come in?"
He stood up and went to the dark brown oak door and it opened by itself.
"Yes?" he asked in a calm tone, he only cared for this woman and no one else.
"I wanted to talk to you about certain things" she said with a worried look
"By all means" he said as he welcomed his mother inside.
She went to the couch infornt of the fireplace and Draco puzzled by his mothers odd visit sat opposite to her.
"Son, Draco. I came to discuss about you and about things that will- that I feel will happen. If they ask-"
"Mother, I know-"
"But you are my son-"
"Who will do anything to save your arse" said Draco who was starting to get irritated. if there was anything that lacked this young Malfoy, it was Patience.
His mother started to look more worried and was close to getting teary eyed.
"If they-"
"Mother. I am entirely aware of what is to come. I can only assure you that I know what I must do"
This seemed to make his mother satisfied, she fell silent and stood.
So did Draco, quietly his mother started to walk towards the door.
He led her out."But Draco if ever you need me. You know where I am, alright?" she said looking into her sons cold grey eyes. With sigh, he nodded.
Narcissa Malfoy walked out and bade her son goodnight. Draco leaned on the door he just shut, massaging his temple. He was gonna have a headache, closing his eyes; he remembered his father the other day. Who told him what was to become of him, a Death Eater in the making.
He let himself drop on his silver silk bed sheet.. His head felt horrible, being a Death Eater hopefully wouldn't be so bad.
"Who am I kidding?" he said angrily, he knew what was coming. Serving the Dark Lord would be Hell, he never obeyed anyone aside from himself.
Why would he serve the half blood?it would be like father like son. But for the sake of the only woman he loved, he would give anything just to keep her safe. If there was one thing the Malfoys were good at, aside from being manipulative, lying cheaters, short hot tempered and blood purity obsession. They valued family more than anything.
Draco's thoughts drifted as he felt his eyelids getting heavy. Atleast tonight he didn't need to think of it too much...not just yet.
ooooOOOOoooo
Draco Malfoy was walking along the train station, and he was carrying nothing as his house elf carried everything to the train. He wore his uniform underneath his black cloak, as usual, he looked very handsome as he walked by, it made a few girls whisper "ooh" and of course, a few glances at him. He entered the train and went in to his cabin, he usually sat with Crabbe and Goyle with Pansy Parkinson tagging along. But this year he sat alone, Crabbe and Goyle will be late attending to Hogwarts with reasons unknown. But Draco knew they were summoned by the Dark Lord. And it will be his turn soon.
He glanced around his cabin and saw Potter, Weasel and Granger passing through. The Golden Trio just looked at him and walked past him, Draco shut his cabin door and the glass almost shattered. He sat and looked at window with an irritating look. And the train started to move, his year is just about to start.
It was a cold September, the clouds were dark and it looked like it would rain. Draco sat alone in the cabin, he didnt miss, not even close to the word, he never missed Crabbe and Goyle nor Pansy. He never had any intelligent conversation with them. He was shocked to know that those two dudder heads can even read. But this time he must remember them as Death Eaters now. They'll be having their marks, but they won't be first line Death Eaters. This is what Malfoy was sure of, they just summoned the two due to their fathers. Just like him, Draco thought. Soon it will him who'll kneel before the Dark Lord and receive the Dark Mark.
"And chaos will spread in this miserable-"
A knock on his cabin door.
Like what the muggles would use to say 'if looks could kill'. He looked thru the glass, seeing the face of the unfortunate one who disturbed him. It was surprisingly a girl.
"This better be good" he said threateningly under his breath.
He opened the door.
His grey eyes laid on a girl. Who looked like they shared the same age. She was up to his chin, had ebony black hair tied up with a emerald green ribbon, her skin was pale almost white, and light brown eyes which was looking straight at him. He was about to open his mouth.
"Im terribly sorry for bothering you, but everyone's cabin is full. May I-"
"No" Draco was about to shut the door but she held her hand on it
"Please?"
"No. Go away!"
"But everyone else's is full!" said the girl, looking at him, insisting to open the cabin door.
"I dont have to answer to you-"
"But-" she pushed him aside and sat opposite to him
Malfoy's mouth fell open with disbelief. A proffessor walked passed by them, looking at their cabin. Accepting defeat and avoiding any interaction with the professor. Draco closed the door and sat infront of this irritating girl.
The witch put her things beside her and started to get comfortable and smiled at him.
Malfoys temper was now going out the window, he was so tempted to shout at her.
"Who are you?" he asked as he sat opposite to the girl
"Name's Selena Bennett" she answered
"Dont you know who I am?" said Draco with a dangerous tone.
"No, you haven't said your name yet" said the girl now blinking at him.
Draco Malfoy almost coughed and eyed the girl with a mysterious look "You don' honestly know who I am?" he said.
"No. Who are you?" said the girl with a curious look.
"Are you kidding me witch? " Draco let out a cocky laugh.
"Why do you have to call me witch? I told you my name is Selena. Do you have pronounciation problems? Or you're just deaf?" she said looking at Draco's eyes. His lips twitch, this girl is really asking for his wrath.
"What house are you in?" he asked as his arms folded.
"Oy Mate!" shouted by a familiar voice, Blaise Zabini just came in. The tall, lean Italian sat beside Draco and smiled at what was infront of him.
"Heeello there.." he let out a wolf whistle
"Blaise-"
"Draco you didn't say you met a lovely lovely girl" he held Selena's hand and kissed it.
Disgusting thought Draco looking at the hand.
Selena snatched her hand back.
"She was about to leave" said Draco standing up, looking at Selena.
Selena's mouth fell open.
"Draco? Is that how your mother raised you?" said Blaise smiling. "Now now, relax Draco. May I know your name?Miss?-"
"Selena Bennett" she said standing up.
"Oh please Selena, stay. Draco is just not in the mood today. But he'll be fine-" he let Selena sit back.
"Im certainly not-"
"I think I should leave so you can get to know each other more" said Blaise winking at his friend as he pushed Draco to his seat.
"See ya mate!" he shouted as he left the cabin.
Draco tried to followed and grabbed him
"Blaise?-"
"Not a word" said Blaise promisingly with a smirk
"Not a peep out of you or else?" said Draco threateningly. The tendency of Blaise spreading rumors was very likely of him.