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Draco POV
Head Boy! Since when had he shown any potential for Head Boy? Sure, he'd gotten top in all of his classes except for the ones he had with Granger, but his attitude had never been at all towards anything really. He had always acted as if nothing mattered, like the world was only there for his entertainment. Or at least that was what he let others see. Draco's mother had always said that she saw that there was more in him, and that he should let people see that, but of course he didn't.
He decided to dismiss the choice of him as Head Boy for some sort of redemption test, they were just trying to give him a second chance. Which Draco guessed was kind enough, but he wished that he didn't have to do it with Granger. She was obviously the perfect pick for the Head Girl though, so he was gonna be stuck with her.
Draco glanced over at Hermione, she was just contently reading her book, paying no attention to him. Draco decided not to bother her anymore, he had to much to ponder as the train travelled on through the rural areas of England. Draco then simply leaned his head back on the seat, closed his eyes, and ran through his thoughts, just like his mother had taught him to do when he was overwhelmed. Though soon he drifted into sleep.
His whole body seemed to be rattling with his shivers as Draco trudged through the snow. He was clearly not dressed for such an event, since he was dressed only in his school trousers, shoes, and shirt. Draco looked around himself, but only saw snow and bare black trees. His breath puffed up from his mouth in thick clouds and and his clothes were getting soaked, yet he kept walking. He didn't know why he kept going, but he couldn't stop.
Then he heard it, a small sound ahead of him, a laugh. Draco's head snapped up at the sound, and again he looked around, but he saw no one. The sound seemed to come from ahead of him, so he walked faster, stumbling through the snow. The farther he went, though, the less he could see. Soon he was only seeing a few trees, because all the others had been engulfed in a thick swirling fog. The laugh rang through the air again, light and joyful. The laugh was like bells, definitely a girl.
Draco found himself frantically looking around for the girl, trying to find her. But the fog just kept closing around on him. All around him was a swirl of white and gray, he could not see anything but himself. He didn't stop moving though, he trudged on through the snow, stumbling even more.
The next sound that he heard was one that would make anyone's spine shiver. It was a scream, a bloodcurtling scream, and it was a girl's scream. Somehow Draco knew it was the same girl who had laughed, the one he had been following. Draco whirled around in urgency now, still looking for the girl.
He stumbled then, and something on his sleeve caught his eye. Draco looked down and saw that a dark red stain was running up his sleeves, blood. He looked down at his chest, his whole front was spattered with blood, bold against his white shirt. He was confused and disturbed for a moment, but then the scream shot through the air again.
"Malfoy! Malfoy, wake up! We're here and you're not even dressed yet." A voice yelled, and Draco's eyes shot open. He sat up straight, startled, the screaming still ringing in his ears. He looked around, still confused, not taking in his surroundings properly.
"Malfoy?" The voice said again, and Draco saw the girl standing in front of him. It was Granger, much easier to recognize her now that she was in uniform. She was staring at him intently, looking a bit worried. Draco realized that he did look quite startled, and understood her expression.
Quickly, Draco righted his features into a hard scowl. Then, not really thinking of anything else to say, Draco grabbed his trunk and walked out of the compartment.
I kind of just want to show more of Draco's dark and mysterious manner in this chapter, especially through his somewhat disturbing dream. Perhaps Hermione will think about how restless he was in his sleep later? :)
The dream had some inspiration though, it was influenced by one of my new favorite songs: I know I'm a wolf by Young Heretics
Anyway, What did you think? PLEASE REVIEW!Your thoughts on this mean the world to me, and I'm sure that all of you have some sort of thought on this.
Next Chapter: Hermione goes to the feast without Harry and Ron :( and Draco acts like a bit of a loner
