Characters and background are from J.K. Rowling's brilliant work. All credit goes to her. Plus, story theme is from William Shakespeare's Macbeth. I only revamped the story to make it fit Hogwarts.
Draco walked down the hallway to the library. Crabbe and Goyle stayed back in the Slytherin Common room where there was an animated conversation about today's Potion class going on. Everyone was in an uproar about what happened. Draco imagined that they would hail Blaise a hero. Draco, himself, didn't feel like being part of the discussion. If it was about him…maybe…but not about that fool Zabini. Anyway, he needed to finish his DADA work. Draco never got to the library. Half-way there he was met by Lavender and Parvati. Draco didn't know anything really about them except that they were Gryffindors and probably pathetic then. They stopped him in his tracks and he looked up surprised. He didn't show his shock though of coarse.
"What do you want?" Snarled Draco. He was irritated that anyone would even think about getting in his way, especially two Gryffindors.
Parvati and Lavender smiled slightly and cocked their heads.
"Well, get out of my way or I'll.." Draco was interrupted. "Draco" whispered Lavender, barely audibly.
"Malfoy" added Parvati just as serenely.
"Our Slytherin"
"Our Slytherin Prefect"
"And one that shalt be Slytherin Head Boy hereafter" finished Lavender.
Draco's eyes were widened and his mouth was hanging open. He couldn't understand what they were on about.
"What, how….?"
"Mr. Malfoy!" a voice interrupted Draco and he turned around to see Professor Snape calling him. He turned back but Lavender and Parvati seemed to have disappeared. Snape approached Draco from behind and placed a hand on his shoulder. Draco turned again and looked to his favorite professor respectively.
"Follow me to my office, Draco. I need to discuss something with you" said Snape.
In the Professor's office, Draco sat down in front of the desk and Snape stood behind it.
"Draco, I have just had a meeting with Headmaster Dumbledore. We agreed to give you the title of Slytherin prefect."
"How do you address me as so?" asked Draco with a slightly frightened tone. He remembered what Lavender and Parvati had just predicted to him. How could they know? "Mr. Zabini was demoted because he tried to harm another student. He acted most unlike a Prefect should. I hope you will be more wise."
Draco nodded and tried to smile. Of course on him it looked more like a smirk. "Thank you, sir"
"It is a great honor, Draco. Your father will be proud." Answered Snape.
Draco stared at Snape. He was happy but still shocked.
"Is there anything else?" asked Snape.
"No, sir." Draco got up and headed for the door. He, then, turned around and stared at Snape who had begun to mark some papers. Snape looked up when he felt Draco's eyes on him and did not hear the door open. "Yes?"
"Proffessor, does anyone else know other than Dumbledore?"
"No, it will be announced at Dinner though"
Draco nodded and walked out. He was quite confused but more amazed now. He was Prefect. He now had more rights….he now had more respect….he now had a chance to become Head Boy. Draco retained that thought. "Head boy?" he wondered. A Slytherin Head boy! What did his father tell him once about the title. "You would be wise, Draco, to do well at Hogwarts. Voldemort's supporters need strength and intelligence. I believe you possess both, my son, but you do not possess power. A Head Boy has great power, you know, and a Slytherin Head Boy would be destined for grand things" Lucious's crisp, cruel voice rang in Draco's head. Something sparked inside of Draco…a need….a desire. He wanted to be Head Boy, and now, because he was a Prefect he had a chance. Maybe, he dad more than just a chance? Lavender and Parvati predicted that he would be prefect and he became one. Hadn't they also addressed him as Head-Boy? Draco smiled. Yes,….the had.
Dinners at the Great Hall were always noisy, lively, and enjoyable for most. The classes were finished for the day and other than the tons of homework you had waiting for you, you could rest and talk with your friends. Draco sat at his usual place at the Slytherin table. Pansy sat on his left and Goyle was on his right. Crabbe, who was going out with Millicent and sat with her, was across the table. The food was fine, as usual. Draco had by now accepted the fact that the Hogwarts house elves were no where near as good cooks as those at Malfoy Manor. Just as Draco was about to ask Pansy if she finished the DADA essay, Dumbledore tapped his spoon on his glass, signaling everyone to be quiet. It took a while for the Hall to become silent. When it did do, the Headmaster stood up and smiled.
"Students, I have an important announcement to make. Due to certain events, we have replaced the Slytherin 6th year boy prefect with a new one. I would like to congratulate Mr. Draco Malfoy on attaining that position. Congratulations!." Dumbledore clapped and gave an earnest smile.
The Slytherins were jumping for joy and patting Draco on the back. A few Ravenclaws clapped as well but none of the Hufflepuffs or Gryffindors did so. Draco was amused to see that Granger, Potter, and Weasley were stunned and disappointed. Granger and Potter were the Gryffindor Prefects he knew and now he would have weekly meetings with them, along with the rest of the House's prefects. Draco smiled. Pansy put her hand on Draco's thigh and whispered in his ear.
"Draco, my darling, I am so proud of you."
Draco and Pansy were an item since the Yule Ball two years prior. Draco adored Pansy most of the time. She was cold, cruel, and cunning, like him. Plus, she grew more beautiful every day. It was an icy beauty, with unsympathetic eyes, but Draco found this ideal. She was his perfect partner and now they were Prefects together. He kissed her cheek and whispered back.
"Pan, I do not think it ends here. On my way to the library earlier I came across two Gryffindor girls. They told me I was to be prefect before anyone else even knew.
Pansy looked interested and widened her eyes. "Which two girls?"
"Parvati and Lavender" "Hmmm, I've heard they love divination and even ask the old hag Trelawney for extra classes. Its not been unusual to hear rumors of them being true diviners. What else did they say?"
Draco was surprised. He did not hear of such talk. "They addressed me as Head Boy"
Pansy leaned in so that her lips were almost touching his. Draco heard a few "oohs" coming from his classmates. Pansy didn't seem to care.
"Prefect you are, and Heady Boy you shall be. But I fear your nature is too lenient, too kind to catch the nearest way. You have ambition, Draco, but not the pressure to attend it. You know what you must do. Let nothing impede you from achieving the position you are fated to. Let me help you succeed."
Draco was stunned. He was about to question Pansy but she brought two fingers up to his lips. "Tonight, in the astronomy tower. Don't be late, my love." Pansy whispered.
She got up and seemed to glide out of the Great Hall doors. Only then did Draco snap back into reality. He looked around and realized he was completely alone in the Great Hall.