Captain of the Prides. This story is for the fifth round. My character was Lucius Malfoy and I had to write about his pre-Hogwarts year.
ROUND 5-Freak Out
Lucius wanted more than anything to go to Hogwarts. Four months before September, he began to get a little too impatient.
He longed to hold a wand. He couldn't hold back his magic anymore and act all normal like a mere Muggle. His father and mother did all kinds of everyday tricks and he was tired of just doing things by hand.
Lucius was a very pampered child. He had three rooms all to himself, full of toys, belongings and expensive robes. He was taught all about magic from a young age and pressured to get into Slytherin and Slytherin only. Slytherin was the family house.
"I want to go now," Lucius scowled at his mother, who glared at the house elf as it dropped a bit of tea on the tablecloth. "I can't wait another minute."
"Now, Lucius," His mother said, gingerly sipping at her strong tea. "Good things come to those who wait. And besides, I think you should make the most of your last few months here. Some people get homesick at Hogwarts and rushing things won't get you anywhere,"
"But I want to do magic," Lucius protested. "I want my very own wand,"
"And you'll get it and use it. Soon. Now stop pestering me and eat."
Lucius sighed and carefully cut his egg in equal pieces.
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Lucius looked in envy as Narcissa's mother levitated a necklace to show his mother.
"I want to do that too," he sighed to Narcissa, who was looking at him.
Narcissa pursed her lips. "If you go to Hogwarts, what will I do?"
"I don't know, I just want to go," Lucius said irritably. "Just think, I could finally use magic and do anything with it. And fly on a broomstick. Play Quidditch. Hogwarts is amazing,"
"But you'll have to share," Narcissa said petulantly.
"Share?" Lucius looked at her sharply.
"Yeah, you'll have to share everything. Share a dorm with some other boys. Eat in a hall with hundreds of other students. Follow rules and study all day long,"
Lucius stared at Narcissa, not knowing what to do but scowl at her. He didn't know if what she was saying was true or not.
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That night, at dinner, Lucius looked around the dinner table and wondered if he would ever taste food that tasted the way his own elves made it, ever again. He would have to sit at a long table with several other boys and girls. It would be so strange.
He swallowed these thoughts and put his piece of broiled chicken in his mouth.
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Later that night, Lucius pulled the covers over his head and closed his eyes. He would have to share a small, stuffed room with his other dorm mates at Hogwarts. What if they all snored!? How would he be able to sleep?
Over here, at home, he had his own room and lots of privacy. He'd forget what privacy meant at Hogwarts.
Lucius pushed these thoughts away from his mind and squeezed his eyes shut harder.
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That morning when he woke up, he was rather weary. His house-elves helped him to dress and he achingly realised Hogwarts probably wouldn't have these benefits.
He stepped out into the hallway and walked down the stairs. He could faintly hear his parents at the dinner table. He'd miss them too...
As he went further down the stairs, he caught sight of the large grandfather clock ticking. It was eleven o'clock. Would Hogwarts have a specific time for him to wake up? Would he have to wake up at six!?
Lucius shuffled into the dining room, looking miserable.
His father didn't notice anything but his mother frowned at him. "Did you not sleep well?" She asked, spreading butter carefully on her toast.
"I slept okay," Lucius lied. He had worried the entire night.
His mother looked suspicious but didn't press the topic. She kept on spreading butter.
Lucius ate his breakfast, thinking of all the rules he'd have to follow. The disagreeable students he may meet. The place where he'd be equal to everyone and wouldn't gain any advantage because of his money or status...What if he turned out to be a bad wizard and was inferior to others, let alone equal?
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Suddenly the days started to go by much faster. Lucius wasn't sure he was quite ready to live in a castle just yet.
But his parents had already started to buy his new school books and robes. They even bought him a brand-new eagle owl. This just made Lucius even more jumpy.
As the weeks went by, he started to dread Hogwarts. Maybe he could learn magic at home, instead of going through all those rules and regulations and strict teachers.
Besides, would he even have any friends?
Finally the pressure got too much and Lucius started to voice his concerns.
"Mum, dad, do you think I might...not go to Hogwarts?"
"What do you mean, Lucius?" His mother looked surprised.
"I mean, won't home-schooling be better...? Besides, think of all the Mudbloods I'll be forced to mingle with there,"
"Lucius, what's wrong with you? You were dying to go to Hogwarts just recently," His father looked annoyed.
"Is he ill, Abraxas?" His mother looked worried.
"No he's not. He's just acting like a fool. Well, what's the real problem, Lucius? Spit it out boy!"
Lucius stared up at them with his grey eyes, which grew big as his lip started to tremble. He tried his best not to say anything but after a sharp "Lucius, what is it?", he blurted everything out:
"I don't want to go to Hogwarts!"
His parents exchanged shocked glances.
"What?"
They managed to force out everything Narcissa had told him until they were actually laughing.
"Oh, Lucius," his mother said. "What nonsense,"
"But-" Lucius went red.
"Hogwarts is a wonderful place, boy. There's all sorts of things to do there. The teachers are overall competent, and the dorms and common rooms are really good. And about this thing about privacy, you'll have plenty of that, don't worry." His father said, looking amused and exasperated at the same time. "Besides, what will Narcissa know? She just wants you to stay, you know that."
Lucius blinked, absorbing all this information. He was blushing heavily now, rather embarrassed.
Well, at he least he had learnt a lesson from all this; never to trust Narcissa again.
