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J.K.Rowling, the great goddess.
rating: not quite sure... it will be R though in a short while warnings: mention of suicide and alround eeeeeeevil stuff
The first of September, Kings Cross Station
Platform 9 3/4 was crowded. Wizards were milling around, parents giving their children last minute advice, kissing their cheeks, patting their hair.
Draco Malfoy walked through the throng, his appearance immaculate and perfect as always. The tall blonde entered the Hogwarts Express and quickly found an empty compartment. Gracefully flopping down in the middle of a seat he pulled out a leather bound book and started flipping through the pages.
The train lurched into motion and Draco gazed outside, seeing parents waving to their children. The Slytherin's eyes darkend with a sudden emotion and he quickly focused back on his book shutting out the world around him.
About ten minutes into the journey the cabin door was ripped open and a cloud of perfume entered forcefully. Not even bothering to look up he adressed the new-comers.
"Pansy, Millicent, Crabbe, Goyle."
"Draco! How was your summer, dearest?" The sweeter cloud of perfume had sat down next to Draco and was leaning her head against his shoulder.
"Would you refrain from doing that, Pansy." Draco still had not put his book aside.
"Oh, Draco. Now come along and put that silly book away."
The Slytherin shut his book and looked down at Pansy. "What."
"Your summer? How was it?" Pansy gazed at Draco from beneath her eyelashes.
---- blood running over pale skin, staining white sleeves ----
"Relaxing. Yours?"
"Oh! It was simply delightful! We went to France. The weather was beautiful and everything was just so perfect. You would have loved it there."
"Indeed. And you? Crabbe? Goyle?" Draco's voice was flat.
"Uh... i went to visit my aunt Agatha over in Scotland." Goyle muttered.
Draco's attention went to Crabbe.
"Nothin'. My parents went to Greece and I stayed home alone."
"Fascinating. Millicent?"
The heavyset girl was sitting near the window, gazing outside. Her eyes were unfocused and she seemed far away.
"Millicent."
"Oh. Me... sorry. I stayed at home, too."
Draco raised an eyebrow. "Well it sounds as if we all had great holidays. I will be getting something off the trolley."
With that Draco stood and let Pansy flop into the seat uncerimonously.
The trolley witch was standing infront of an open compartment door conversing with the students inside.
"Any chocolate frogs, dear?"
"No, thank you."
Draco stiffend as he recognized the voice.
Standing next to the trolley witch he could see Harry Potter sitting with Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood.
Potter's glasses were askew and his hair dissheveled. Draco felt an intense coldness spreading through him, slowly seeping into his heart. Their eyes met. Harry stared at Draco, nearly cringing at the pure hatred emmanating from the tall Slytherin's eyes. But instead he looked back defiantly.
"Excuse me. I would like three chocolate frogs and an iced pumkin juice." Draco's voice was cold and the trolley witch handed the frogs and bottle over quickly.
His eyes never leaving Harry's Draco gave the witch her money. With a final hard gaze the Slytherin walked back into the direction he had come from.
Harry stared after his nemesis and shuddered. Ginny looked over to Harry.
"What was that?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean. Malfoy. He didn't do anything." Ginny sounded amazed.
"Perhaps he got over his childish behavior?" Luna muttered into her magazine.
Neville looked at Luna, then at Ginny and Harry. "I don't think so. That look he gave you... I'd say you're in for a lot worse this year than usual."
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read and review. merci.
here be it! The second chapter. rather a lot shorter than i would have liked but i just thought that the ending was better to stay the way it's now...
rating: not quite sure... it will be R though in a short while warnings: mention of suicide and alround eeeeeeevil stuff
The first of September, Kings Cross Station
Platform 9 3/4 was crowded. Wizards were milling around, parents giving their children last minute advice, kissing their cheeks, patting their hair.
Draco Malfoy walked through the throng, his appearance immaculate and perfect as always. The tall blonde entered the Hogwarts Express and quickly found an empty compartment. Gracefully flopping down in the middle of a seat he pulled out a leather bound book and started flipping through the pages.
The train lurched into motion and Draco gazed outside, seeing parents waving to their children. The Slytherin's eyes darkend with a sudden emotion and he quickly focused back on his book shutting out the world around him.
About ten minutes into the journey the cabin door was ripped open and a cloud of perfume entered forcefully. Not even bothering to look up he adressed the new-comers.
"Pansy, Millicent, Crabbe, Goyle."
"Draco! How was your summer, dearest?" The sweeter cloud of perfume had sat down next to Draco and was leaning her head against his shoulder.
"Would you refrain from doing that, Pansy." Draco still had not put his book aside.
"Oh, Draco. Now come along and put that silly book away."
The Slytherin shut his book and looked down at Pansy. "What."
"Your summer? How was it?" Pansy gazed at Draco from beneath her eyelashes.
---- blood running over pale skin, staining white sleeves ----
"Relaxing. Yours?"
"Oh! It was simply delightful! We went to France. The weather was beautiful and everything was just so perfect. You would have loved it there."
"Indeed. And you? Crabbe? Goyle?" Draco's voice was flat.
"Uh... i went to visit my aunt Agatha over in Scotland." Goyle muttered.
Draco's attention went to Crabbe.
"Nothin'. My parents went to Greece and I stayed home alone."
"Fascinating. Millicent?"
The heavyset girl was sitting near the window, gazing outside. Her eyes were unfocused and she seemed far away.
"Millicent."
"Oh. Me... sorry. I stayed at home, too."
Draco raised an eyebrow. "Well it sounds as if we all had great holidays. I will be getting something off the trolley."
With that Draco stood and let Pansy flop into the seat uncerimonously.
The trolley witch was standing infront of an open compartment door conversing with the students inside.
"Any chocolate frogs, dear?"
"No, thank you."
Draco stiffend as he recognized the voice.
Standing next to the trolley witch he could see Harry Potter sitting with Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood.
Potter's glasses were askew and his hair dissheveled. Draco felt an intense coldness spreading through him, slowly seeping into his heart. Their eyes met. Harry stared at Draco, nearly cringing at the pure hatred emmanating from the tall Slytherin's eyes. But instead he looked back defiantly.
"Excuse me. I would like three chocolate frogs and an iced pumkin juice." Draco's voice was cold and the trolley witch handed the frogs and bottle over quickly.
His eyes never leaving Harry's Draco gave the witch her money. With a final hard gaze the Slytherin walked back into the direction he had come from.
Harry stared after his nemesis and shuddered. Ginny looked over to Harry.
"What was that?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know exactly what I mean. Malfoy. He didn't do anything." Ginny sounded amazed.
"Perhaps he got over his childish behavior?" Luna muttered into her magazine.
Neville looked at Luna, then at Ginny and Harry. "I don't think so. That look he gave you... I'd say you're in for a lot worse this year than usual."
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read and review. merci.
here be it! The second chapter. rather a lot shorter than i would have liked but i just thought that the ending was better to stay the way it's now...