A/N: Sorry about the delay, I had other things that I was working on and I kinda forgot about this fic, but don't worry I am gonna to continue this. And if you want to, I have some original stories I am working on that you can read....please? I love reviews ^_^
Disclaimers: Don't own anything. I poor.
To Wither Without Water
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Harry pressed his forehead against the glass of the train's compartment window. The Howgwarts Express had left the station not to long ago. Around him Ron, Ginny, and Hermione were talking about the up coming year. Hermione was giving Ginny advice on the O.W.L.S. and Ron was trying to engage Harry in a conversation about Quidditch.
"What do you think? Huh Harry?"
Harry started when he realized that Ron was waiting for an answer from him. "Wha? What did you say Ron?"
"I was asking you, Harry," Ron rolled his eyes, "if you think I had a chance this year of making the Gryffindor team."
"Oh, of course you do." He answered but turned back to staring out the window. There was something bothering him but he could not for the life of him, figure out what it was.
"'Oh, of course you do.' he says." Ron mumbled to himself. "No, he isn't listening to me as I talk to him." He continued on.
"Uh huh," was all that he got out of Harry.
Ron narrowed his eyes, "Ya know, 'Arry, I never noticed how much you love Malfoy!" he exclaimed, causing Hermione and Ginny to turn and look at him.
But all Harry did was nod and answer with another "Oh, of course."
Ron just stared.
Something clicked in Harry's mind after that. "Malfoy!" he exclaimed, this time causing all of them to turn and look at Harry.
Ron looked at him, completely confused. "Malfoy?"
Harry nodded, "Malfoy."
"Malfoy?"
"Malfoy."
"Malfoy??"
"Malfoy!"
"Will you two stop saying 'Malfoy'!" Hermione burst in. Ron and Harry turned to look at the bushy haired girl with sheepish expression on their faces.
Hermione gave them both a stern look that could rival McGonagall's, "Now, Harry, can you please explain to us why you suddenly screamed 'Malfoy' for the whole train to hear?"
Harry flushed, "Um, well I kept feeling like something was off this trip and I couldn't figure out what it was until I thought of Malfoy!"
"why were you even thinking of Malfoy?" Ron grumbled.
Hermione gave Ron an exasperated look and bade Harry to continue. Harry shrugged a bit, "Well I just realized that he hasn't stopped by to torment us this trip."
"He must not be here again this year." Hermione pointed out.
"I know but I think something is up." He looked at Ron, "Your parents seem to agree. Your dad said that Lucius has been to quiet for too long."
Ron nodded absently, then he sat up straight. "Well!" he declared, "Lets make the most of it and enjoy a Malfoy-free year again! Last year was so refreshing!"
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Draco stood against the doorway waiting for the House Elf that would inevitably bring him his food. He had never seen one of them in the entire time that he had been confined and he was determined to catch the next one.
He heard them, one was coming up now.
He practically jumped out of his skin when he heard a squeaky voice from behind him. "Master Draco! Why is you here?"
Draco spun on his heels and stared down at the elf. "He is, us, waiting for you."
"I bring Master food!" the elf proudly held out a tray of food for him. But at the sight of all the fine food, Draco cringed and wrapped his arms around his thin frame.
"Sorry, he isn't really hungry right now." Draco stared down at the elf.
"He? But isn't Master, you?"
"Uh.." Draco sometimes forgot and slipped into the third person talk when referring to himself, he talked like that to his mother but she obviously hadn't bothered to correct him. "What is your name?" he asked to change the topic.
"Nini," the elf bowed as low as she could go.
"Nini, do you think you can lead me out of here?" His eyes shined hopefully ash he stared down at Nini.
"Nini knows the way. But Nini knows that she is not allowed to."
Draco's hopes were crushed. "Why not?"
"Mistress Malfoy has forbid me too."
Draco's knees seemed to give out and he sank down to Nini's level. When he finally spoke, his voice was full of tears. "What about...about...What about my father?"
Nini's tennis ball sized eyes widened in shock. "You means that you no know?"
Fear gripped Draco's heart, "What do I no know?"
Nini stared sorrowfully at Draco. "Master Draco, Master Malfoy is no longer with us. Master is dead."
Disclaimers: Don't own anything. I poor.
To Wither Without Water
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry pressed his forehead against the glass of the train's compartment window. The Howgwarts Express had left the station not to long ago. Around him Ron, Ginny, and Hermione were talking about the up coming year. Hermione was giving Ginny advice on the O.W.L.S. and Ron was trying to engage Harry in a conversation about Quidditch.
"What do you think? Huh Harry?"
Harry started when he realized that Ron was waiting for an answer from him. "Wha? What did you say Ron?"
"I was asking you, Harry," Ron rolled his eyes, "if you think I had a chance this year of making the Gryffindor team."
"Oh, of course you do." He answered but turned back to staring out the window. There was something bothering him but he could not for the life of him, figure out what it was.
"'Oh, of course you do.' he says." Ron mumbled to himself. "No, he isn't listening to me as I talk to him." He continued on.
"Uh huh," was all that he got out of Harry.
Ron narrowed his eyes, "Ya know, 'Arry, I never noticed how much you love Malfoy!" he exclaimed, causing Hermione and Ginny to turn and look at him.
But all Harry did was nod and answer with another "Oh, of course."
Ron just stared.
Something clicked in Harry's mind after that. "Malfoy!" he exclaimed, this time causing all of them to turn and look at Harry.
Ron looked at him, completely confused. "Malfoy?"
Harry nodded, "Malfoy."
"Malfoy?"
"Malfoy."
"Malfoy??"
"Malfoy!"
"Will you two stop saying 'Malfoy'!" Hermione burst in. Ron and Harry turned to look at the bushy haired girl with sheepish expression on their faces.
Hermione gave them both a stern look that could rival McGonagall's, "Now, Harry, can you please explain to us why you suddenly screamed 'Malfoy' for the whole train to hear?"
Harry flushed, "Um, well I kept feeling like something was off this trip and I couldn't figure out what it was until I thought of Malfoy!"
"why were you even thinking of Malfoy?" Ron grumbled.
Hermione gave Ron an exasperated look and bade Harry to continue. Harry shrugged a bit, "Well I just realized that he hasn't stopped by to torment us this trip."
"He must not be here again this year." Hermione pointed out.
"I know but I think something is up." He looked at Ron, "Your parents seem to agree. Your dad said that Lucius has been to quiet for too long."
Ron nodded absently, then he sat up straight. "Well!" he declared, "Lets make the most of it and enjoy a Malfoy-free year again! Last year was so refreshing!"
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Draco stood against the doorway waiting for the House Elf that would inevitably bring him his food. He had never seen one of them in the entire time that he had been confined and he was determined to catch the next one.
He heard them, one was coming up now.
He practically jumped out of his skin when he heard a squeaky voice from behind him. "Master Draco! Why is you here?"
Draco spun on his heels and stared down at the elf. "He is, us, waiting for you."
"I bring Master food!" the elf proudly held out a tray of food for him. But at the sight of all the fine food, Draco cringed and wrapped his arms around his thin frame.
"Sorry, he isn't really hungry right now." Draco stared down at the elf.
"He? But isn't Master, you?"
"Uh.." Draco sometimes forgot and slipped into the third person talk when referring to himself, he talked like that to his mother but she obviously hadn't bothered to correct him. "What is your name?" he asked to change the topic.
"Nini," the elf bowed as low as she could go.
"Nini, do you think you can lead me out of here?" His eyes shined hopefully ash he stared down at Nini.
"Nini knows the way. But Nini knows that she is not allowed to."
Draco's hopes were crushed. "Why not?"
"Mistress Malfoy has forbid me too."
Draco's knees seemed to give out and he sank down to Nini's level. When he finally spoke, his voice was full of tears. "What about...about...What about my father?"
Nini's tennis ball sized eyes widened in shock. "You means that you no know?"
Fear gripped Draco's heart, "What do I no know?"
Nini stared sorrowfully at Draco. "Master Draco, Master Malfoy is no longer with us. Master is dead."