16. Small spiders (Not the Frostbite Spiders or the kinds found on Solstheim)

Frostbite spiders are among one of the weakest creatures that are found on Skyrim. They are slow, stupid and easy to defeat… for experienced adventurers like Draco. Draco does not give a shit about those creatures; all he needed to do is to blast a firebolt to turn them into ashes. However, when it comes to the much smaller ones, he just couldn't tolerate them.

Draco was just doing his own reading in Breezehome, a house he owned in Whiterun. Lydia, his pack mu… his housecarl, was just sitting down in the living room, minding her own business. All of Breezehome was dusty, filled with cobwebs and moulds, and the furniture is rotting. Lydia had no idea why Draco did not want to refurnish Breezehome, it was not even fit for anyone to live in unless it's refurnished. Breezehome was in this condition for three weeks but yet Draco did not want to do anything about it. Lydia could see some small spiders coming out from the cracks of the wall and scattering about. She ignored them, but Draco didn't.

WHAM!

Lydia heard a sound coming from her Thane's room and rushed inside to see what happened. Draco was shutting the book he was holding really tightly and seemed tense.

"What's wrong, my Thane?" Lydia asked.

"It's okay, nothing happened, go back to your own business," Draco replied hastily.

"You sure there's…"

"I said go back to what you're doing."

Lydia obeyed her Thane's orders and went back to the living room. Soon, she heard more sounds of book slapping and book slamming coming from Draco's room. Lydia wanted to go back up to see what's happening, but before she could even move, Draco said, "I'm good, I got this under control, and I don't need your help." Lydia shrugged and went back to what she was doing. Soon, she smelled the air and noticed that the air was pungent. And the entire house is getting… warm?

'Wait, what is my Thane doing?' Lydia thought and rushed upstairs.

She could see smoke coming from Draco's room and followed it. At the entrance to the room, she saw Draco casting a flames spell on something. He muttered to himself, "Stupid spiders, why do they keep crawling all over my stuff? Why are they so hard to get rid off? Hate that look on their faces," He continued to cast his flames spell on the spider.

"My Thane…" Lydia started, but Draco immediately interrupted her.

"Really Lydia, I got this under control," Draco said. "Relax, nothing wrong is happening. I just burnt some wood in this room. Just continue to lollygag.

"But my Thane, you are going to burn…"

"I said, just. Continue. To lollygag," Draco said firmly.

"Fine," Lydia sighed.

Lydia went back minding her own business, but soon the smell of fire was getting stronger and stronger. She turned her head around and saw that the fire coming from Draco's room was getting bigger. She was not sure whether to be worried for her Thane, or feel uneasy on what's about to happen.

"ALL RIGHT! YOU WANT TO PLAY THIS GAME? THEN BRING IT ON!" Draco shouted from his room.

A huge wave of fire shot out of Draco's room, and Lydia stood rooted to the ground. She was not sure whether to run out of the house, or check on her Thane.

"FOR WHEN I REALLY HAVE TO KILL THAT SPIDER...!" Draco shouted again.

The flames grew much bigger than before and started to spread quickly. Seeing that her Thane knows how to handle fires well, she decided to save herself first by running out of the house.

WHOOSH! BOOM! FOOSH! SUSSHHH!

Everyone in Whiterun could see Breezehome on fire and immediately panicked. They quickly got far away from Breezehome while the guards tried to put out the fire. However, it was too late.

Before the fires could be put out, Breezehome collapsed and it was charred beyond recognition. Lydia felt guilty. She should have stopped her Thane from what he was doing, or maybe quickly save him instead of running away like a coward. The citizens of Whiterun were shocked at the state of Breezehome. The Last Dragonborn was in there but he never got out. He was killed in the fire.

Before anyone could offer a prayer, Draco's head popped out from the rubble and took a deep breath. The citizens of Whiterun rejoiced when they saw Draco. However, Draco was not even paying attention to the crowd. Instead, he dug into the rubble and pulled out something hairy from underneath the rubble with his right hand.

"I finally killed you, you son of a bitch," Draco said in victory as he lifted the dead spider high up in the air. The entire crowd and Lydia just gaped at him.

After a few seconds, Draco noticed that the crowd was gaping at him. He asked, "Why are all of you staring at me? What did I miss?"

A few days later…

"J'zargo, why do you admire Draco so much?" Breylna asked.

"Because J'zargo sees that the pyromaniac is a master of destruction magic. Very powerful and impressive, and that's why I look up to him," J'zargo replied.

"Wait, why are you calling Draco a pyromaniac?" Onmund asked.

"I thought you would have known him well by now. It's obvious," a voice said from behind. The three apprentices turned around to see the Master Wizard, Mirabelle Ervine walking up to them. She said, "Draco is a quite a prodigy in the destruction school for his kind and age, and he favours fire over frost and shock based attacks." Mirabelle sighed before continuing, "Recently, I had a report of Draco burning down his own house the Jarl of Whiterun gave him. Now, I have received a letter from Whiterun's Jarl to keep both the students and the professors in check on what they're learning and teaching."

"But isn't Draco punished to be exiled from the College for a whole year? After all his crazy Falmer experiments that are dangerous and his grievous assault on Ancano?" Brelyna asked. "The College can't control what he's doing now."

"Yes, but he is still part of the College and a student," Mirabelle said. "So we are still responsible in keeping check on what he does."

"But there are certain rumours on him being the Dragonborn recently," Onmund said. "He has his own fate, and the College can't really control his actions forever."

"Yes, I know," Mirabelle said, feeling troubled. "When Draco was leaving the College, Faralda wanted to pass him her book 'Power of the Elements'. I warned her not to give it to him, but she went on anyway. Ever since Draco stepped into the College, I've questioned Faralda in letting him in, and he was seventeen that time. Because of all of Faralda's actions, Draco may be now capable of burning Whiterun to the ground."