Nauthiz13
All's Fair in Love and War
Chapter 1: Strange Event
Disclaimer: I own nothing of anything that appears in the Harry Potter books. That belongs to JK Rowling. Characters and things you don't recognize, as well as the plot, are mine.
* * *
Draco Malfoy sat at his desk in the dark study, his face in his hands. His wand sat next to him on the desk next to the expensive quills, ink and parchment. He massaged his forehead with his pale, skeleton-like fingers. The door to the study slowly opened and closed, flooding the room with light only for a moment. Draco knew it was his wife. He put his hands down. Before he knew it, a wand was pointed at him right between the eyes. The man stared at it then trailed it up to a pale hand. He could remember when his wife's hands were not pale and cold.
"Yes?" He asked.
The wand tip quavered, but then became steady.
Draco shook his head and got up. He went around his desk and was going to walk out when he felt a wand poke at his back.
"Don't move." Said the shaky voice of his wife.
Draco turned around, annoyed. Clouds moved and moonlight filled the room. Draco could see the circle's under his wife's eyes and the small streaks of gray hair in her brown. He knew she had been out drinking again. Why did she do that to herself? "What-" Draco started, but his wife stabbed her wand into his chest. "Shut up."
"W-"
"I'll kill you." His wife warned.
Draco knew she could. She had been the best student in her year, but how she'd kill him was beyond him. Though annoyance shone on his face, deep in Draco's gray eyes shone fear. Unfortunately his wife was too drunk to notice and got angry. Why did he have to be so stupid as to forget his wand on the desk?
"Always to brave one." She choked. "Never afraid of anything. Leave me here and nearly get yourself killed then show up two days later and thought nothing of it."
Draco looked as her blankly. What was she talking about? He barely left home since he felt strangely sick and had his work here, and even if he did leave the house, there was no way he was risking his life with his job. "What-"
"Don't deny it!" His wife screeched. "I've had enough of you. You and your job and friends and attitude."
Again, Draco had no idea what she was going on about. "Look-" Draco took a step forward, the wand jabbing into his chest.
His wife suddenly became afraid. Apparently, him resisting hadn't been in her plans. So she did the quickest thing that came to mind, and started to say, "Avada Ked-"
Draco, half out of instinct and the other out of fear, grabbed her wrist and pulled up. A green flash just flew past his head and he heard books and papers fall to the ground. Draco tried to take the wand from her, but she kept twisting, struggling, and shouting different spells and curses at random. When she wasn't looking at him, Draco glanced at his own wand on the desk. He knew he couldn't take the wand from her without a wand. Draco put one of his feet behind her and pushed his foot against her back knee. She fell back and her wand flew out of her hand. Draco quickly grabbed his wand and yelled, "Accio wand!"
The wand flew just out of his wife's reach and into his hands. She, in her anguish, went on hands and fell to the ground, fainted. Draco felt blood start to come from his nose as he looked at the crumpled figure lay on the ground. He was breathing. He turned and leaned forward on the desk, his hand supporting him and blood dripping from his nose onto the polished surface. Draco gave a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Draco heard a growl behind him and, for a second, he had stopped breathing. He slowly turned his head and look over his shoulder. His wife's body was not on the ground. Instead, there stood a werewolf. It gave a howl, then ran and grabbed Draco's neck.
Draco gave a cry, and sat up in bed.
* * *
A/N: Have you all there? I have no idea where I thought this up, but please review! The more reviews, the more quickly I'll probably finish the next chapter. I would request a certain amount of reviews, but I don't care as long as I get a few. (NO FLAMERS)
All's Fair in Love and War
Chapter 1: Strange Event
Disclaimer: I own nothing of anything that appears in the Harry Potter books. That belongs to JK Rowling. Characters and things you don't recognize, as well as the plot, are mine.
* * *
Draco Malfoy sat at his desk in the dark study, his face in his hands. His wand sat next to him on the desk next to the expensive quills, ink and parchment. He massaged his forehead with his pale, skeleton-like fingers. The door to the study slowly opened and closed, flooding the room with light only for a moment. Draco knew it was his wife. He put his hands down. Before he knew it, a wand was pointed at him right between the eyes. The man stared at it then trailed it up to a pale hand. He could remember when his wife's hands were not pale and cold.
"Yes?" He asked.
The wand tip quavered, but then became steady.
Draco shook his head and got up. He went around his desk and was going to walk out when he felt a wand poke at his back.
"Don't move." Said the shaky voice of his wife.
Draco turned around, annoyed. Clouds moved and moonlight filled the room. Draco could see the circle's under his wife's eyes and the small streaks of gray hair in her brown. He knew she had been out drinking again. Why did she do that to herself? "What-" Draco started, but his wife stabbed her wand into his chest. "Shut up."
"W-"
"I'll kill you." His wife warned.
Draco knew she could. She had been the best student in her year, but how she'd kill him was beyond him. Though annoyance shone on his face, deep in Draco's gray eyes shone fear. Unfortunately his wife was too drunk to notice and got angry. Why did he have to be so stupid as to forget his wand on the desk?
"Always to brave one." She choked. "Never afraid of anything. Leave me here and nearly get yourself killed then show up two days later and thought nothing of it."
Draco looked as her blankly. What was she talking about? He barely left home since he felt strangely sick and had his work here, and even if he did leave the house, there was no way he was risking his life with his job. "What-"
"Don't deny it!" His wife screeched. "I've had enough of you. You and your job and friends and attitude."
Again, Draco had no idea what she was going on about. "Look-" Draco took a step forward, the wand jabbing into his chest.
His wife suddenly became afraid. Apparently, him resisting hadn't been in her plans. So she did the quickest thing that came to mind, and started to say, "Avada Ked-"
Draco, half out of instinct and the other out of fear, grabbed her wrist and pulled up. A green flash just flew past his head and he heard books and papers fall to the ground. Draco tried to take the wand from her, but she kept twisting, struggling, and shouting different spells and curses at random. When she wasn't looking at him, Draco glanced at his own wand on the desk. He knew he couldn't take the wand from her without a wand. Draco put one of his feet behind her and pushed his foot against her back knee. She fell back and her wand flew out of her hand. Draco quickly grabbed his wand and yelled, "Accio wand!"
The wand flew just out of his wife's reach and into his hands. She, in her anguish, went on hands and fell to the ground, fainted. Draco felt blood start to come from his nose as he looked at the crumpled figure lay on the ground. He was breathing. He turned and leaned forward on the desk, his hand supporting him and blood dripping from his nose onto the polished surface. Draco gave a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Draco heard a growl behind him and, for a second, he had stopped breathing. He slowly turned his head and look over his shoulder. His wife's body was not on the ground. Instead, there stood a werewolf. It gave a howl, then ran and grabbed Draco's neck.
Draco gave a cry, and sat up in bed.
* * *
A/N: Have you all there? I have no idea where I thought this up, but please review! The more reviews, the more quickly I'll probably finish the next chapter. I would request a certain amount of reviews, but I don't care as long as I get a few. (NO FLAMERS)