A/N Whee! I have 3 reviews. Well. It's a start, okay? Erm. Basically, in this chapter, Draco spends th day worrying about the mirror, doing a Hermione and looking things up in books..etc..
Warning. This will eventually become slash, but not just yet. Eheh. I just remembered. In the previous chapter, when the mirror fell, I wrote 'ear splintering'. I can't remember whether I wanted to say 'ear splitting crash' or 'splintering crash' and I can't be bothered to go back and change it. So. Oh! I also put that Draco could fix any lighting problems with magic. Well, he can't. No magic in the holidays, remember? Oh dear, I'm not so good at this anymore.. ack.. well .. as Scratches would say, ENJOI!
Disclaimer: Not mine, JK's.
Seven Years of Bad Luck
Chapter 2: Anxiety
Sunday rained. Heavily. Draco did not go up to the attic, preferring to stay in the warmth of his own room on a day as it was. He had not bothered clearing up the mess in the attic (who went up there apart from him, anyway?), but had spent most of a sleepless night worrying about the consequences of his mistake.
He knew that in the Muggle realm, breaking a mirror was said to bring forth seven years of bad luck for whoever broke it. If this was just Muggle superstition, surely it would be wholly true in the wizarding realm? Draco had run this over in his mind. Witches and wizards were just superstition in the Muggle realm, but they were real … so … therefore…
"Shit!" he said again.
A few hours later, he had also realised that the mirror was not just an ordinary mirror. Would that make any difference? Draco knew he was overreacting, but somehow, there was a bad feeling, somewhere…
The next morning, he had gotten up early, and went into the small library his father kept and spent a few minutes searching sections, finally pulling out two books, entitled Bewitched Objects of the Wizarding Realm and An A-Z list of popular Magical Items. After that, he snuck into his father's study and hurriedly searched through the drawers of the large mahogany desk upon with were many pieces of parchment, several important-looking documents and many quills and bottles of ink.
At the bottom of one of the drawers, Draco found two lists. One of the properties his father owned (he couldn't help but notice that the list was extremely long) and the other of the magical items he owned (this one, possibly even longer). He placed the first carefully back in the drawer and scampered out of the study, remembering to lock the door behind him.
Back in his own room, he locked the door and consulted the ornamental clock on his wall. It was seven o'clock. He had two hours until the house elf came to wake him up for breakfast.
He sat at his desk, and consulted the list first. It was in his father's own handwriting. He scanned it for a few seconds, before he found what he was looking for:
One Malchance mirror
A Malchance mirror… Draco furrowed his brow. "What the hell?"
That didn't sound like something that would be bewitched. He opened An A-Z of popular Magical Items at the index. Flicking to the 'm's, he found the page number listed under mirror, Malchance. There was an illustration the exact replica of the mirror he had found in the attic. Draco shuddered a bit, and proceeded to read.
…the Malchance Mirror is a highly powerful magical object. If the correct incantation is spoken whilst standing in front of the glass, the speaker will receive a bout of good luck for a certain amount of time. Unfortunately, the Ministry of Magic, in 1892, discovered that the mirrors were being used to gain power and wealth unfairly, the mirrors were destroyed and it was made illegal to make or own a Malchance mirror.
Draco pursed his lips. His father would be keeping the mirror illegally, then. Well, he would be, if Draco hadn't smashed it. To be honest, he wasn't really that surprised. He read on.
…however, if the mirror is smashed, broken, or cracked in any way by human error, they will receive seven years of ill fortune and be bound to his or her mortal enemy. This will commence from the next time he or she sets eyes upon said adversary.
Draco looked up, his eyes wide.
"SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!"
