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Written for the second lot of 50 words for Werewolf One's theme challenge, the theme for this set of prompts is that they're all Prologues for Harry Potter fics.

Prompt 95 – Creation

Blaise shook his head in amusement, when would Hermione realise that the one she loved felt the same for her. Being careful Blaise picked up the two glasses and carried them over to Draco. Draco had picked a table in a corner away from the nose and chaos of the pub through it was difficult for Blaise to get through the crowd of people who had just come in for the dinner hour.

"Sorry that it took so long," Blaise said as he finally made it to the table where Draco was sat waiting, "But I had to wait to get served and then everyone suddenly decided to come in for their dinner."

"It's okay," Draco said with a soft smile as he took his drink from Blaise, "Blaise...there's a teddy bear on my glass."

"I know, cute isn't it?" Blaise chuckled before pointing to the love heart on his own glass, "I've got one too but a love heart, seems we can't get away from Valentine's Day no matter where we go."

"I think I'll be happy when all of this is over and done with," Draco said as he lifted his glass up to his lips, "I'm getting tired of seeing so much pink."

Blaise watched closely as Draco drank his butterbeer, he watched as it went down Draco's throat and clutched onto the table with a tight grip.

"You alright Blaise?" Draco asked putting his now empty glass down on the table, "You seem to be tense, these crowds getting to you?"

"Errr...yeah they are," Blaise said quickly as he looked around the busy pub, "You know me and my dislike for crowds, how about we go back to the castle and spend some quite time in the dorm before the others come back?"

Draco paused, tilted his head to the side and nodded, "Yeah, I think that's a good idea, I'm not feeling very well all of a sudden. Must have been something I eat."

With a sigh of relief Blaise noticed the potion slowly taking effect. Winking to Hermione, who was still stuck serving customers, Blaise followed Draco out of the three broomsticks and out onto the path leading up back to Hogwarts.

"They should have gotten some type of transport for us," Draco grumbled as he placed his hands over his stomach, "Like a carrage or something, what would happen if it was raining or snowing?"

"Then we'd have the sense not to go or wait until it stops," Blaise said with a weak smile, he could see the potion starting to take effect upon Draco, "Besides a bit of a walk never hurt anyone."

Draco gave a shaky nod of head and gave a harsh cough. He stopped moving and took no notice of the comforting hand that was placed upon his back. He felt a strange sensation flowing through his body as if it was changing the shape of his organs. The pain slowly grew until he could take no more and the darkness came.

"Draco!" Blaise cried out in worry as he caught his best friend before Draco could drop to the floor, "Speak to me! Are you alright? Oh I know this was a bad idea, I sh-"

A loud piercing cry broke through Blaise's ramblings causing Blaise to flinch, looking around for the source of the sound Blaise quickly realised that it came from his friend's lips.

"Draco?" Blaise asked shakily, "Are you alright? W- DRACO!"

Draco's body slowly lifted up into the sky and bright white light seemed to wrap itself around Draco's body. Blaise could only watch on in shock and worry as the light slowly grew in brightness before bursting into a million pieces and shattering like broken glass.

"Draco!" Blaise cried out as he tried to spot his friend in the whirlwind of light, "Draco are you there?" Can you hear me?"

As Blaise looked through the light trying to find his friend a familiar loud screak came to his ears and the next thing Blaise knew was that he had his arms full of a strange scaly creature.

Being careful not to provoke the strange yet beautiful creature Blaise took a closer look; it was a mini-dragon with soft white-grey scales and warm grey eyes. Blaise watched closely as the mini-dragon's spiked tail twitched side to side in unsteady feelings, he didn't want to get hit by that tail as Blaise knew it'd hurt a lot.

"Draco?" Blaise asked slowly and feeling pretty stupid, "Is that you? I mean you did appear mini-dragon when my best friend disappeared- HEY! That's my favourite top!"

To Be Continued...