Chapter 2: Flaming Birds
It had been a month since Ginny's death and was now time for school. Draco entered the great hall glaring coldly at everyone who was in there. He had become colder since Ginny died, cold and emotionless, even telling Crabe and Goyal off, to leave him alone and stop following him. Draco took a seat near the end of the Slytherin table.
After the first years were sorted into the houses Dumbledore stood up and gave the usual speech to the first years. Then Draco heard something that caught his attention; "This includes you, Mr. Malfoy." There were a few laughs around the hall as Draco turned his attention to the old wizard. Dumbledore cleared his throat; "Now that I have you're attention. As you all probably heard Virginia Tempest Weasley died over the summer from a sickness that runs in her family for generations. Before she passed away Miss Weasley asked me to find someone to look after her Flamia Phoenix. In a moment Flamara, Miss Weasley's Phoenix, should be here and we'll decide. But it will only be someone in the 6th or 7th year classes, and it will be decided using the Goblet of Fire." As Dumbledore finished the said goblet appeared in front of the Professors table on a pedestal.
A small musical sound was heard and all eyes turned to where the owls normally enter. In flew a phoenix, but it was larger than a normal phoenix, much larger. It's wings spread out 12 feet on either side and it's tail flowed behind it for a good 15 feet. It swooped over the students, who where in awe of the magifecent bird, then landed in a wooden perch next to the Goblet of Fire.
"Let us begin." With a wave of his wand a piece of parchment shot out of the goblet and Flamara caught it in her beak and gave it to Dumbledore. "DRACO MALFOY!" He called out.
Draco's head snapped toward the front, he was picked to take care of a Phoenix, of HER Phoenix? He watched with cold eyes as Flamara flew over to him and landed lightly on his shoulder. He was surprised at how light the red and gold bird was, she was nothing but a gentle weight. After a very light dinner he got up and went to his room. The advantages of being Head Boy were you got your own room, bathroom, and a privet common room, which was a plus for Draco since he didn't want to deal with anyone this year anyway. He reached the picture of a white dragon and stopped.
"Password?" The dragon growled.
"Virginia's Stormy Dragon." Draco replied.
The dragon growled again and swung open revealing a small common room with a stairwell in the far left corner leading up to his room. Draco entered and went up to his room, as he expected all his stuff was there as well as a perch for his new pet.
Flamara flew off Draco's shoulder and onto the perch by the large bed, looking back at him intently. Draco was a little innerved by the eyes of his Phoenix, they were the same deep blue color Ginny's used to be.
"I never knew Ginny had you. Poor thing you must miss her as much as I do." Draco said stroking Flamara's head softly.
Flamara inclined her head toward his touch, enjoying the attention from her new owner.
"Flamia Phoenix, funny, I've never heard of them. You're obviously no ordinary Phoenix. You're larger, your color pattern is different, and you are defiantly more beautiful then Fawks." Draco wondered as he smoothed his hand over her crest. " You're a most elegant and beautiful bird indeed, you remind me of Her, of my love. She was elegant, graceful, strong-willed, and had a sharp tong that rivaled mine." Draco sighed and laid down on the bed, and saw Flamara cock her head to the side. "She was the most wonderful girl I've ever met. I miss her so much." He murmured as he fell asleep, still in his school robes.
Later that night a shadowy figure approached Draco, and withdrew a wand. After muttering a few spells the figure put it's wand back. Draco was now in his PJs and under the blankets. "You own me, Malfoy." The figure whispered, then disappeared.
Draco slowly woke from a deep restful sleep; he hadn't slept this good since SHE died. He then noticed warmth on his forehead and right shoulder. Opening his eyes he saw something red above him and to the side of him. Then the warmth left his forehead and he found he was staring into a pair of small blue eyes, the eyes of Flamara. "And what are you doing on my bed?" He asked sitting up and stretching, "Man, I haven't slept that good in a long time." Draco looked at Flamara, who had moved back to her perch. He had a strange feeling about this bird, almost like whenever Ginny was near him. Draco shrugged it off; concluding it was because the Phoenix once belonged to his red-haired nymph. *What the-? * Draco thought as he looked down, he saw he was in his PJs and under the covers. He knew he fell asleep in his school robes and was on top of the green velvet blankets. This was most strange indeed.
~ End of Chapter 2 ~
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It had been a month since Ginny's death and was now time for school. Draco entered the great hall glaring coldly at everyone who was in there. He had become colder since Ginny died, cold and emotionless, even telling Crabe and Goyal off, to leave him alone and stop following him. Draco took a seat near the end of the Slytherin table.
After the first years were sorted into the houses Dumbledore stood up and gave the usual speech to the first years. Then Draco heard something that caught his attention; "This includes you, Mr. Malfoy." There were a few laughs around the hall as Draco turned his attention to the old wizard. Dumbledore cleared his throat; "Now that I have you're attention. As you all probably heard Virginia Tempest Weasley died over the summer from a sickness that runs in her family for generations. Before she passed away Miss Weasley asked me to find someone to look after her Flamia Phoenix. In a moment Flamara, Miss Weasley's Phoenix, should be here and we'll decide. But it will only be someone in the 6th or 7th year classes, and it will be decided using the Goblet of Fire." As Dumbledore finished the said goblet appeared in front of the Professors table on a pedestal.
A small musical sound was heard and all eyes turned to where the owls normally enter. In flew a phoenix, but it was larger than a normal phoenix, much larger. It's wings spread out 12 feet on either side and it's tail flowed behind it for a good 15 feet. It swooped over the students, who where in awe of the magifecent bird, then landed in a wooden perch next to the Goblet of Fire.
"Let us begin." With a wave of his wand a piece of parchment shot out of the goblet and Flamara caught it in her beak and gave it to Dumbledore. "DRACO MALFOY!" He called out.
Draco's head snapped toward the front, he was picked to take care of a Phoenix, of HER Phoenix? He watched with cold eyes as Flamara flew over to him and landed lightly on his shoulder. He was surprised at how light the red and gold bird was, she was nothing but a gentle weight. After a very light dinner he got up and went to his room. The advantages of being Head Boy were you got your own room, bathroom, and a privet common room, which was a plus for Draco since he didn't want to deal with anyone this year anyway. He reached the picture of a white dragon and stopped.
"Password?" The dragon growled.
"Virginia's Stormy Dragon." Draco replied.
The dragon growled again and swung open revealing a small common room with a stairwell in the far left corner leading up to his room. Draco entered and went up to his room, as he expected all his stuff was there as well as a perch for his new pet.
Flamara flew off Draco's shoulder and onto the perch by the large bed, looking back at him intently. Draco was a little innerved by the eyes of his Phoenix, they were the same deep blue color Ginny's used to be.
"I never knew Ginny had you. Poor thing you must miss her as much as I do." Draco said stroking Flamara's head softly.
Flamara inclined her head toward his touch, enjoying the attention from her new owner.
"Flamia Phoenix, funny, I've never heard of them. You're obviously no ordinary Phoenix. You're larger, your color pattern is different, and you are defiantly more beautiful then Fawks." Draco wondered as he smoothed his hand over her crest. " You're a most elegant and beautiful bird indeed, you remind me of Her, of my love. She was elegant, graceful, strong-willed, and had a sharp tong that rivaled mine." Draco sighed and laid down on the bed, and saw Flamara cock her head to the side. "She was the most wonderful girl I've ever met. I miss her so much." He murmured as he fell asleep, still in his school robes.
Later that night a shadowy figure approached Draco, and withdrew a wand. After muttering a few spells the figure put it's wand back. Draco was now in his PJs and under the blankets. "You own me, Malfoy." The figure whispered, then disappeared.
Draco slowly woke from a deep restful sleep; he hadn't slept this good since SHE died. He then noticed warmth on his forehead and right shoulder. Opening his eyes he saw something red above him and to the side of him. Then the warmth left his forehead and he found he was staring into a pair of small blue eyes, the eyes of Flamara. "And what are you doing on my bed?" He asked sitting up and stretching, "Man, I haven't slept that good in a long time." Draco looked at Flamara, who had moved back to her perch. He had a strange feeling about this bird, almost like whenever Ginny was near him. Draco shrugged it off; concluding it was because the Phoenix once belonged to his red-haired nymph. *What the-? * Draco thought as he looked down, he saw he was in his PJs and under the covers. He knew he fell asleep in his school robes and was on top of the green velvet blankets. This was most strange indeed.
~ End of Chapter 2 ~
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