A Missing Malfoy
Summary: Draco begins acting strange, then one day goes missing for a long period of time. Harry and Ron figure out why this has occured and despite their hatred for Draco, they set off to help their fellow classmate before he makes the biggest mistake of his life.
Introduction
Draco Malfoy let out a bored sigh as Professor Snape droned on about how to properly brew Draught of The Living Dead. Draco honestly could care less about this particular potion, as it seemed to be of no use to him. He fiddled around with the ingrediants sitting in front of him. Stealing a glance at the Gryffindor side of the classroom, he saw that Hermione Granger was staring at her textbook intently, as usual. Her best friend Harry Potter was absentmindedly waving his wand around in every direction, while her boyfriend Ron Weasley tried his hardest not to fall asleep from boredom. They were all so distracted, they hadn't realized that Snape had finished speaking and the rest of the class had begun brewing. Snpae noticed these four students seemed to lack the ability to follow simple instructions, so he figured to say something.
''Miss Granger!'' He drawled. Hermione jumped and looked at her professor. She knew that she had spaced out and the rest of the class apperently did too, because all eyes were on her except those of her friends and Draco. Looking a slight bit embarrassed, she managed a weak ''Yes?'' Snape stared at her coldly.
''Can you tell me what potion I have asked you to brew?'' He asked. Hermione was silent for a moment.
''Um...Cure for Boils?''
''Considering you're all in your sixth year, I don't think I would be making you brew a first year potion, Miss Granger.'' Snickers and giggles broke out from the Slytherin side of the room. Hermione's face turned even redder. Snape noticed Ron's head down on the table, and decided that he was in for a rude awakening.
''Mr. Weasley!'' Startled, Ron toppled off his chair, hitting his head on the cold dungeon floor. Laughs erupted from the present Slytherins. Even Snape was trying to hide a snicker.
''What have I asked the class to br-''
''Felix Felicis!'' Ron blurted out. Snape frowned.
''No. Mr. Weasley, perhaps if you'd been paying attention instead of sleeping, you'd know the correct answer. Do you know the answer, Mr. Potter?'' Harry looked up at hearing his name. He knew he was asked a question, but he hadn't heard it.
''I...I wasn't listening, sir.'' He confessed. Snape raised an eyebrow at the three.
''Really? Well, pity on you three. 30 points from Gryffindor for lack of priority and the three of you have detention tonight, eight o'clock. My office.'' The three groaned. Draco snickered at their failure.
''Why did we lose house points AND get detention? Isn't being humiliated in front of the whole class punishment enough?'' Ron complained as the trio walked out of potions class. Hermione sighed.
''I don't know, but now we all have detention with the worst teacher at Hogwarts.'' Harry said.
''Maybe you three should pay more attention. You'll find it more rewarding.'' Came Draco's drawling voice. The group glared at him.
''Really, I didn't see you doing anything either, Malfoy. How come Snape didn't punish you too?'' Hermione asked him with boiling hatred. Draco smirked.
''You honestly think Snape's going to take points from his own house and give detention to one of his serpents?'' He laughed.
''McGonagall gave the three of us detention our first year and took points from us and we're her lions!'' Ron said defensively.
''The three of you deserved it. You were out of bed after hours.''
''So were you!'' The trio said together.
''Was I? Oh, well.'' Draco grinned at the Gryffindor's flushed faces.
''By the way Weasley, the house elfs called. They want their clothes back.'' Ron's face just got redder as Draco walked away, smiled mischieviously.
A/n: I know it's a short introduction, but this is an idea I had and I wanted to try it out. Leave me a review or private message me if you want me to continue this. Flames are welcome. I'm not the perfect writer. :)