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This will be **SLASH**
Chapter 7
Dan yawned loudly and stretched, nearly knocking his glass of water from the bedside table.
"Morning Dan." "Hey. Sleep well?"
The german boy knew that his question was somewhat superflous as Draco never seemed to sleep well, but he still continued to ask every morning.
"Fine. And you?" "Okay. Although I worked much too late last night. I had to finish that blasted Potionsessay." "Mmh."
Dan got out of bed and slunk over to the bathroom. After he had showered and dressed the two friends decended into the common room. They ate and Daniel observed his friend. The blond was pale and his skin was developing an unhealthy shimmer. His eyes were dull and he ate with robotic motions. They had to talk.
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Potions was a fairly relaxed hour for Draco as he already knew all the things that they were studying. Momentarily he was stirring the contents of his cauldron, quietly talking to Ailis, a girl from England.
"Do you miss England at all?" Ailis was curious. This was the first time that she was actually able to talk to Draco about something personal.
"Well, of course. I spent my whole life there. I miss the rain and the mist. And of course my friends." "Yeah. I know what you mean. Rain in England is something compleately different to rain anywhere else." "That's true. Here it's just cold and miserable, but over there it brings comfort and warmth with it. I can't really explain it all that good." Draco smiled.
"You don't have to. I understand. Are you going home for Christmas break?" "I don't think so. My father wants me stay here and do some intensive studying." "Ah, that's really evil. Poor you. I'm going over there and visiting my family for a week. Do you want me to bring anything back?"
Draco thought for a while. "Would you be going to Hogsmeade by any chance?" "Probably. My aunt lives there." "Could you bring me some of the special sugar quills that they have there?" "Sure. Anything else?" "Nah. That would be all. Thanks loads."
They smiled at each other and continued boiling their Potion.
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Draco quickly dove and threw the Quaffle through the hoops. There was a happy cheer as he flew back to his fellow chasers.
"Good work Drake.You only missed two shots out of 15. I really can't understand why you were a Seeker at your old school, but oh well." Their teamcaptain, a tall, darkhaired "Midnight" 7th -year by the name of Oliver Schulz, was pleased with his team this year. Everyone was topnotch, giving their best. The addition of Draco had been the "cherry on top".
Now everyone was hungry and tired from practicing Quidditch nonstop for three hours. Everyone was exited due to the fact that tomorrow they were having their first Quidditchmatch of the season. The team was looking foreward to this game, but Draco was anxious.
What if would screw up? What if he fell off his broom? He hadn't slept the last few nights and his concentration level wasn't very high. What would happen if he messed this first game up? Would he be thrown out of the team? Draco had necer experienced these kinds of misgivings before. It wasn't a pleasant feeling.
Back in his dorms Draco started to write a letter to Blaise.
"Dear Blaise. Thank you oh so much for your last letter. It came exactly in the right moment, making me happy again. So how's Hogwarts? Any news there? How's Severus? I hope he's alright. How are you? I heard from Pansy that you weren't in a good mood lately. You need to smile, so do it. How is studying going? I have my first Quidditchmatch tomorrow. I'm seriously freaked out about it. I hope I don't screw up. Well see you later tonight. He's planning a meeting for today. Smile, Dray."
Signing his letter the blond grabbed for the sealing wax on his desk. Lighting the candle he dripped the silver wax onto the the parchment. Pressing the Malfoy emblem into the wax he walked over to his owl. Releasing her from the cage he tied the letter to her leg and let her fly into the dark night sky.
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please read and review... merci.
This will be **SLASH**
Chapter 7
Dan yawned loudly and stretched, nearly knocking his glass of water from the bedside table.
"Morning Dan." "Hey. Sleep well?"
The german boy knew that his question was somewhat superflous as Draco never seemed to sleep well, but he still continued to ask every morning.
"Fine. And you?" "Okay. Although I worked much too late last night. I had to finish that blasted Potionsessay." "Mmh."
Dan got out of bed and slunk over to the bathroom. After he had showered and dressed the two friends decended into the common room. They ate and Daniel observed his friend. The blond was pale and his skin was developing an unhealthy shimmer. His eyes were dull and he ate with robotic motions. They had to talk.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Potions was a fairly relaxed hour for Draco as he already knew all the things that they were studying. Momentarily he was stirring the contents of his cauldron, quietly talking to Ailis, a girl from England.
"Do you miss England at all?" Ailis was curious. This was the first time that she was actually able to talk to Draco about something personal.
"Well, of course. I spent my whole life there. I miss the rain and the mist. And of course my friends." "Yeah. I know what you mean. Rain in England is something compleately different to rain anywhere else." "That's true. Here it's just cold and miserable, but over there it brings comfort and warmth with it. I can't really explain it all that good." Draco smiled.
"You don't have to. I understand. Are you going home for Christmas break?" "I don't think so. My father wants me stay here and do some intensive studying." "Ah, that's really evil. Poor you. I'm going over there and visiting my family for a week. Do you want me to bring anything back?"
Draco thought for a while. "Would you be going to Hogsmeade by any chance?" "Probably. My aunt lives there." "Could you bring me some of the special sugar quills that they have there?" "Sure. Anything else?" "Nah. That would be all. Thanks loads."
They smiled at each other and continued boiling their Potion.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco quickly dove and threw the Quaffle through the hoops. There was a happy cheer as he flew back to his fellow chasers.
"Good work Drake.You only missed two shots out of 15. I really can't understand why you were a Seeker at your old school, but oh well." Their teamcaptain, a tall, darkhaired "Midnight" 7th -year by the name of Oliver Schulz, was pleased with his team this year. Everyone was topnotch, giving their best. The addition of Draco had been the "cherry on top".
Now everyone was hungry and tired from practicing Quidditch nonstop for three hours. Everyone was exited due to the fact that tomorrow they were having their first Quidditchmatch of the season. The team was looking foreward to this game, but Draco was anxious.
What if would screw up? What if he fell off his broom? He hadn't slept the last few nights and his concentration level wasn't very high. What would happen if he messed this first game up? Would he be thrown out of the team? Draco had necer experienced these kinds of misgivings before. It wasn't a pleasant feeling.
Back in his dorms Draco started to write a letter to Blaise.
"Dear Blaise. Thank you oh so much for your last letter. It came exactly in the right moment, making me happy again. So how's Hogwarts? Any news there? How's Severus? I hope he's alright. How are you? I heard from Pansy that you weren't in a good mood lately. You need to smile, so do it. How is studying going? I have my first Quidditchmatch tomorrow. I'm seriously freaked out about it. I hope I don't screw up. Well see you later tonight. He's planning a meeting for today. Smile, Dray."
Signing his letter the blond grabbed for the sealing wax on his desk. Lighting the candle he dripped the silver wax onto the the parchment. Pressing the Malfoy emblem into the wax he walked over to his owl. Releasing her from the cage he tied the letter to her leg and let her fly into the dark night sky.
*~*~*~*~*~*
please read and review... merci.