Author's Note: J.K. Rowling owns Harry, but we enjoy him don't we :P. yes,
yes we do..... *uploads three chapters at once, please, if possible, review
all. if not, you're still awesome!)
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Meanwhile Draco was pushing his breakfast around on his bed side table. Turning away from the food , Draco stared silently out the window. The thought of eating made Draco feel sick. Pomfrey has suggested he stay in the hospital wing today to Dumbledore, going against Draco's protests.
Draco watched as the students ran around the grounds outside. "Damn, I'd rather be having private lessons with Hagrid than stuck here.", Draco murmured, surprised at how honest the statement was.
"Mr.Malfoy, you have to eat. You're stuck with me for three meals and two tea times. And when you're with me, you don't miss any..."
Draco scowled out the window, reaching beside him and picking up a biscuit. The nurse sighed as she watched Draco tear off little pieces and make a show of eating them. Pomfrey clicked her disapproval as she picked up the platter from the table and carried it off.
Draco watched from the corner of his eye as she walked away. The moment she out of sight, Draco chucked the roll out the open window. Chuckling as he heard a girl squeal as a roll struck her out of no where, Draco turned back to frowning Pomfrey.
"God you pop up quick!.", Draco choked out. The nurse laughed softly, surprising Draco.
"It's not nice to throw food at people Draco.", Pomfrey said, walking over to a chair on the opposite side of the room. Draco bite his tongue, pulling the bed sheets back over him. Draco turned on his side, facing away from Pomfrey, feigning sleep. Pomfrey opened a book, preparing , hopefully, for a quiet day.
"You wouldn't mind if we listened to music, would you Draco?"
"I guess not.", Draco replied, his eyes still closed. Draco listened as the nurse mumbled a spell before music starting playing filling up the room.
"Hey, I like this song.", Draco said, shocked that he would recognize something the nurse picked. "Really? Hmm, most people I've met don't even know who Ozma is..." (a/n: check this group out :P) "I didn't take you as the muggle rock pop type, Ms.Pomfrey." "Nor I with you, Mr.Malfoy."
Draco smiled. He actually found it ironic himself that he listened to muggle music. His dad, of course, didn't approve. But lately he Malfoy pride meant less and less to Draco. In fact, he wasn't even allowed to come home for holidays until he got a haircut. Something he wasn't planning to do. Lucius thought he was going insane, letting himself go to far. And Draco agreed, but he liked being out this far, and didn't plan on going back in.
Of course, Draco didn't think anyone had noticed the changes in him. Not until yesterday. Crabbe and Goyle has been slowly growing more and more impatient with Draco ever since the two decided they wanted to get the Dark Mark. They had been hounding Draco to do it for weeks, ever since school started. Draco knew this point would come, but had not expected it so soon. He had hoped to keep the two boys fooled about his intentions longer. Draco never planned on getting the Dark Mark.
He had, if anything, made plans to avoid it. Draco had kept Crabbe and Goyle at bay for as long as possible. Playing along with their plans, keeping up his font of being the one in control. Yesterday though, the two boys said they were getting the marks in two weeks. They wanted Draco to do it with them, and when he said no, they realized he was never going to. They turned against him without thinking. The boys had never really been friends anyway. It was just their fathers knew each other and placed their sons together in a "friendship" for the "all around good". Crabbe and Goyle had slowly become weary of Draco over the past couple of months, and this pushed them over the edge.
Draco smiled sadly, realizing he had never actually had friends. It was always what and who father thought best. He had even tried to make Draco date Pansy. Draco didn't know Pansy that well, but he had tried to tolerate her. But eventually Lucius gave up on that as well, and Pansy, well Pansy ran away from their relationship as quick as she could. It wasn't that Draco liked the idea of arranged friendships and relationships, but he was still upset about the Pansy thing. It saddened him to think everyone in Draco's life got away from him as soon as they were allowed to. "No one wants me, or wants to know me...", Draco felt.
And now Draco didn't make anything in his own life any easier. He just HAD to start dreaming about Harry, didn't he? Like things weren't bad enough with just being gay, liking Harry had to happen as well.
Lucius knew Draco was gay. Inwardly silently accepting it, but outwardly ignored the fact. He didn't talk about it with Draco, only just once threatening him to act out upon it. That was Lucius' reply to every problem Draco told him.
"Fine, but be warned. If out act on (insert "weakness") there will be consequences...."
He was upset though about the Dark Mark. That one had gotten through his thick shell. He was worried about what would happen to Draco, his son. He knew that Draco was serious, that this wasn't one of his empty threats. Draco was surprised at how much his father helped him. He had set of a Gringott's account for him, giving Draco his share of the fortune. Lucius had prepared Draco for what would have to be done. Lucius would disown him, so that Voldermort would leave him alone. That's why Lucius had beaten him yesterday in the alley, all for the show for Voldemort. They had to make it real incase Voldermort wanted to see. Draco found it easy to act realistically though after the first kick. It was hard to remember it was to safe his own life....
"Mr.Malfoy, are you ok?" "Yes, of course.." "No, you're crying." "NO! I'm not!"
The nurse stepped back surprised . He forehead creased with worry, stepping back to her chair. Pomfrey watched as Draco pulled himself back together, a emotionless look returning to his face.
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"So the boy is on our side now, Dumbledore?", Pomfrey asked the headmaster is his office. She came in as soon as Draco had left after an hour long conference. Pomfrey was shocked with the news she was hearing.
"Yes, Draco is now with us. Even though, if I understand correctly, he was really never against us.", Dumbledore said, sighing, resting his head in his hands.
"Are you sure its ok if he goes back to the dorms tonight? I could set up an extra room for him..."
"No, no, its fine. They're already had their way with him. He'll be safe, if not ignored. Not that I wish this upon him. He no longer belongs among the people he's known all his life. He's by himself, alone but surrounded by everyone. Completely out cast by loved ones..."
"He has you, and I hope he'll be able to meet others.", Pomfrey comforted the stressed headmaster. Dumbledore nodded, but his eyes still downcast.
" Yes, lets all try to find hope in this..."
(there you go..... please review, it makes me write more, and maybe better?)
Meanwhile Draco was pushing his breakfast around on his bed side table. Turning away from the food , Draco stared silently out the window. The thought of eating made Draco feel sick. Pomfrey has suggested he stay in the hospital wing today to Dumbledore, going against Draco's protests.
Draco watched as the students ran around the grounds outside. "Damn, I'd rather be having private lessons with Hagrid than stuck here.", Draco murmured, surprised at how honest the statement was.
"Mr.Malfoy, you have to eat. You're stuck with me for three meals and two tea times. And when you're with me, you don't miss any..."
Draco scowled out the window, reaching beside him and picking up a biscuit. The nurse sighed as she watched Draco tear off little pieces and make a show of eating them. Pomfrey clicked her disapproval as she picked up the platter from the table and carried it off.
Draco watched from the corner of his eye as she walked away. The moment she out of sight, Draco chucked the roll out the open window. Chuckling as he heard a girl squeal as a roll struck her out of no where, Draco turned back to frowning Pomfrey.
"God you pop up quick!.", Draco choked out. The nurse laughed softly, surprising Draco.
"It's not nice to throw food at people Draco.", Pomfrey said, walking over to a chair on the opposite side of the room. Draco bite his tongue, pulling the bed sheets back over him. Draco turned on his side, facing away from Pomfrey, feigning sleep. Pomfrey opened a book, preparing , hopefully, for a quiet day.
"You wouldn't mind if we listened to music, would you Draco?"
"I guess not.", Draco replied, his eyes still closed. Draco listened as the nurse mumbled a spell before music starting playing filling up the room.
"Hey, I like this song.", Draco said, shocked that he would recognize something the nurse picked. "Really? Hmm, most people I've met don't even know who Ozma is..." (a/n: check this group out :P) "I didn't take you as the muggle rock pop type, Ms.Pomfrey." "Nor I with you, Mr.Malfoy."
Draco smiled. He actually found it ironic himself that he listened to muggle music. His dad, of course, didn't approve. But lately he Malfoy pride meant less and less to Draco. In fact, he wasn't even allowed to come home for holidays until he got a haircut. Something he wasn't planning to do. Lucius thought he was going insane, letting himself go to far. And Draco agreed, but he liked being out this far, and didn't plan on going back in.
Of course, Draco didn't think anyone had noticed the changes in him. Not until yesterday. Crabbe and Goyle has been slowly growing more and more impatient with Draco ever since the two decided they wanted to get the Dark Mark. They had been hounding Draco to do it for weeks, ever since school started. Draco knew this point would come, but had not expected it so soon. He had hoped to keep the two boys fooled about his intentions longer. Draco never planned on getting the Dark Mark.
He had, if anything, made plans to avoid it. Draco had kept Crabbe and Goyle at bay for as long as possible. Playing along with their plans, keeping up his font of being the one in control. Yesterday though, the two boys said they were getting the marks in two weeks. They wanted Draco to do it with them, and when he said no, they realized he was never going to. They turned against him without thinking. The boys had never really been friends anyway. It was just their fathers knew each other and placed their sons together in a "friendship" for the "all around good". Crabbe and Goyle had slowly become weary of Draco over the past couple of months, and this pushed them over the edge.
Draco smiled sadly, realizing he had never actually had friends. It was always what and who father thought best. He had even tried to make Draco date Pansy. Draco didn't know Pansy that well, but he had tried to tolerate her. But eventually Lucius gave up on that as well, and Pansy, well Pansy ran away from their relationship as quick as she could. It wasn't that Draco liked the idea of arranged friendships and relationships, but he was still upset about the Pansy thing. It saddened him to think everyone in Draco's life got away from him as soon as they were allowed to. "No one wants me, or wants to know me...", Draco felt.
And now Draco didn't make anything in his own life any easier. He just HAD to start dreaming about Harry, didn't he? Like things weren't bad enough with just being gay, liking Harry had to happen as well.
Lucius knew Draco was gay. Inwardly silently accepting it, but outwardly ignored the fact. He didn't talk about it with Draco, only just once threatening him to act out upon it. That was Lucius' reply to every problem Draco told him.
"Fine, but be warned. If out act on (insert "weakness") there will be consequences...."
He was upset though about the Dark Mark. That one had gotten through his thick shell. He was worried about what would happen to Draco, his son. He knew that Draco was serious, that this wasn't one of his empty threats. Draco was surprised at how much his father helped him. He had set of a Gringott's account for him, giving Draco his share of the fortune. Lucius had prepared Draco for what would have to be done. Lucius would disown him, so that Voldermort would leave him alone. That's why Lucius had beaten him yesterday in the alley, all for the show for Voldemort. They had to make it real incase Voldermort wanted to see. Draco found it easy to act realistically though after the first kick. It was hard to remember it was to safe his own life....
"Mr.Malfoy, are you ok?" "Yes, of course.." "No, you're crying." "NO! I'm not!"
The nurse stepped back surprised . He forehead creased with worry, stepping back to her chair. Pomfrey watched as Draco pulled himself back together, a emotionless look returning to his face.
~ # . ~# . ~ # . ~ # . ~ # . ~ # . ~ # . ~ # . ~ # . ~ # . ~ pretty eh?
"So the boy is on our side now, Dumbledore?", Pomfrey asked the headmaster is his office. She came in as soon as Draco had left after an hour long conference. Pomfrey was shocked with the news she was hearing.
"Yes, Draco is now with us. Even though, if I understand correctly, he was really never against us.", Dumbledore said, sighing, resting his head in his hands.
"Are you sure its ok if he goes back to the dorms tonight? I could set up an extra room for him..."
"No, no, its fine. They're already had their way with him. He'll be safe, if not ignored. Not that I wish this upon him. He no longer belongs among the people he's known all his life. He's by himself, alone but surrounded by everyone. Completely out cast by loved ones..."
"He has you, and I hope he'll be able to meet others.", Pomfrey comforted the stressed headmaster. Dumbledore nodded, but his eyes still downcast.
" Yes, lets all try to find hope in this..."
(there you go..... please review, it makes me write more, and maybe better?)