Transforming Hogwarts
~Draco's Fear~

Ever since he was young, Draco had learned that Muggle things were bad. His father would have nothing to do with Muggle designed devices unless they actually added something a Wizarding device couldn't do, like a camera or the radio. While a few other Pureblood families had adopted cars as a status symbol, his father refused to.

Of course, since some of the other families had in fact adopted having a car in their household, Draco had come to learn what a car looked like. His eye rather quickly picked up elements on the two creatures who had come to Hogwarts that were related to those Muggle vehicles. When he saw them, a deep fear welled up in his chest.

He had heard a few horror stories about how cars and such things could if one wanted to be used as a weapon. This made sense since Muggles didn't have the use of magic, they had to come up with something to defend themselves. His father talked about how inferior these devices were because they were not in the first place used for weapons and second they were tools to get the job done while the wizard used his own abilities.

Those things on the other hand didn't seem to need two to operate, not to mention they seemed a whole lot more advanced then the other vehicles he had seen, but it was undeniable that they were vehicles of some kind, as they had windshields and headlights, among other things. The other thing that bothered him was the fact that nobody noticed.

Pansy's comment about them eating humans off set him too and was the real reason why he had taken off like he had. Or was it? He honestly never had liked being around Muggle devices even when it was simply the radio, and he never wanted to come in contact with the items if he absolutely had to. However, this meant he would likely have to deal with a Muggle device daily.

The commotion in the Great Hall was also more then he could take. There was no way the ministry would allow for such things at the school. He sat off to the side when a hand suddenly tapped him on the shoulder. "Malfoy..."

The boy glanced up with his silver eyes. "Professor Snape?"

"Is something the matter?"

"Why are those things at Hogwarts? Why hasn't the ministry taken an interest in them?"

"This is honestly outside the ministries zone of comfort." Snape paused for a few minutes. "I will tell you though, the reason they are here is because the ministry decided to stick its nose into something it honestly didn't understand. I can see from the look on your face you understand this isn't something that can simply be brushed away with the normal train of thought that the Pureblood try to push."

"Aren't you a Pureblood."

"Half blood, though I detest my Muggle side a lot." Snape's eyes were narrowed. "Those things aren't Muggle devices and the Muggles already know this full well. The ministry does not know this or they refuse to acknowledge the fact as will most of the Purebloods. Be prepared for this mind set in the future young mister Malfoy." And then he was gone.