A/N I am experimenting with POV stuff at the end of the chappy! neway more more more
BTW THANK YOU TO ALL MY REVIEWS! RAKU SUN I HAVE TO LUV YAH FOR QUOTING ME! I LUVED THAT LINE! IT MADE ME FEEL ALL FUZZY INSIDE! ITS NOT OVER YET!!! HEHEHEHE NEXT CHAPTER SOON
Disclaimer: I do not own Hp or any HP character! I do not own anything in this besides the plot and some made up characters! SWEDEN IS MY FAV HOLIDAY PLACE SO I ADDED IT TO QUIDDITCH BUT I DONT OWN THAT EITHER...........................)':
Chapter 18
The Game
Draco walked to the library silently. He went straight to the restricted section. He was able to because of his Head Boy title and all advanced Transfiguration students could.
He went to the dreams section. That was the first step in his thought out plan.
Lucid dream charm was too powerful. The draught of the living dead sounded promising, but that wasn't the point. Hebrex, no. Treltraux, no. Magnamokia was perfect.
It brewed easily, was given easily, and did exactly what he needed it to. He could even use it tomorrow if he worked all night.
His first stop was the potions lab. He needed some ingredients he could not get from anyone but Snape.
The next part was a little harder. A place to brew it was anything but easy. He needed a place that was private. His own rooms wouldn't do it. He needed another place. The girl's bath on the third floor.
He headed up to his room to gather ingredients. Luckily Hermione wasn't in there. He was not ready to start with the game just yet.
He took everything and shrunk it to fit in his pocket in case anyone stopped him. He did not want to risk being caught with those particular ingredients.
The combination depended on how you brewed it could form two potions. The Magnamokia Dream Potion or an enlargement potion. Either would be quite embarrassing and hard to explain.
He set up in one of the toilets. Just in case anyone entered he formed a barrier. No one could see him in the toiler and no one could hear anything. He had also decided to put on some music just so he wasn't completely bored.
Hermione wondered aimlessly through the night. She was afraid of what might happen if she didn't find Draco soon. Who knows what he thought might have happened.
He might think she cheated on him. Maybe he thought that this wasn't real. He might be hurt. He might be with someone else. No. Draco was honorable.
She on the other hand made out with her ex, she almost had sex with him too. Or like when she broke up with him without reason, broke his heart, the trampled on it by sleeping with another man.
She was low. She didn't deserve him. It was horrible what she had done. She did however come through. Their love would last through anything. Hopefully.
Draco worked through the night making nice progress. He looked every few minutes into the book to make sure that he was doing it correctly.
He once almost added the basilisk venom BEFORE it boiled over. The potion took about four hours to brew before he could continue.
The best place to spend the time was most likely not in the common room. Hunger overtook him and he almost walked to the Great Hall.
House elves swarmed at his feet asking him what he wanted. He was pretty hungry.
"I want," He paused not really knowing what to get. "a double cheeseburger with onions, tomatoes, lettuce, and mayo. I want an everlasting cold banana split, and I want a dozen chocolate chip cookies with milk." He was feeling in a junk food mood.
Within seconds they were on their knees handing him his food. He took it and shrunk it so he could carry it without suspicion.
He went outside to the lake. He walked a good distance so he could be left alone. Clearly this was not a good time for company.
He watched the tides ripple through the water. There were merpeople in the lake, along with the giant squid and other creatures.
He ate quietly just watching the water. After he was finished he looked at his watch. He had another hour. He lay looking up at the sky.
It was a cloudy, dark day. He preferred it like this.
Maybe I should have become a Deatheater. I could be the next Dark Lord. I could rule over everyone, have anything I want.
Not everything. No, Draco. This is the game. You have to be tough. Show no emotion. You never had a reason to before. Look what it brought you. You are a Malfoy. Dark Lord or not.
You are the ruler of the game. You are the predator. You control everything. You have power you have forgotten young Malfoy.
You have everything. Everything you want. Everything under your control. Girls throw themselves at you. You can use that. Guys would do anything to be close to you. You can use that. People would do anything to be you. You can use that.
Most importantly you are a Malfoy and a Slytherin. Cunning and ambitious. Anything to get what you want. Anything to get your way, and your way it shall be.
Slytherin is messing with the wrong person. I have power. Unlike Slytherin I have more power then just my name and I know how to use it. I will use it.
Revenge is sweet. Revenge is sweeter when you get it yourself. Revenge is sweetest when you win. Revenge I shall get.
I have hit the rock bottom people talk about so often. I have become what I hate. I lie. I lie to people I love. I hurt people I love. I hurt everyone around me. I am nothing anymore.
This is a hopeless search for something I do not know of. Nothing makes sense to myself. I write in this is some hope of clearing my mind, yet nothing comes.
I have lied. I am afraid that I lost everything in one year. I do not regret anything. Regret brings nothing but pain. I deserve pain. People around me do not. So I will not bother with any regret.
I lost my innocence to the person I love. I gave it to someone else, because I was foolish in believing I cared for him. I lost love. I've gained love. I've brought nothing but pain to my love. Over and over. Now I've lied to him.
There is not anything but hope left.
Hermione examined the piece of parchment. It was even confusing her. She sighed. The truth was confusing.
This was the perfect time. He had seen Hermione go to bed minutes earlier. He had already charmed her bed. All that was left was to drink the potion.
He took it as he dropped down on his bed.
Draco looked around. There were clouds, as if it was heaven or such. He had partial control so he decided to remain invisible.
Sirius black stepped out. So she was dreaming about him. Was he her other? That was just fine.
"Sirius, why am I dreaming about you?" She asked him dismissing any suspicions Draco had had.
Sirius said nothing only kissed her. This was her dream so she dreamed of him kissing her. That was also fine.
"About last night..." Sirius started. There was a last night. That was it.
Screw the plan. She HAD cheated on him. That was it. He had to get out of there. With a whip of his wand he was gone.
"I love Draco." She said as she herself ended her dream.
Draco woke up the next morning angry. She had lied to him too much. The games shall start. Screw the planning. Screw everything. That was it.
"Morning Draco. Listen I'm sorry about lying to you." She said honestly as she walked closer to him.
He surprised her completely by backing off. He looked at her disgustedly. She blinked. This couldn't be happening.
"You might as well be a Mudblood, because you are just as disgusting and dirty." He spat at her. She blinked.
"Draco I..." She didn't know what to say as her eyes start welling. It was just as well that he would have broken her off either way.
"You what? Come on Slytherin. Tell me you didn't lie to me." She collapsed on the couch and starting crying. "Tell me you did nothing with anybody else." She rocked back and forth. "Tell me you didn't have sex with Sirius Black."
She was crying too much to do anything else. How he found out about anything was beyond her.
"I didn't." He didn't even consider her words for a second. To him it was all just lies. More lies. Lies he didn't want to listen to. The truth or not he didn't care anymore.
"I don't believe you. I can't trust you. If you don't trust someone you can't love them either."
Those words shattered both of their hearts in a million pieces. His expression was kept blank. He would have his revenge on her for doing this to him.
Hermione stormed into her room and blockaded herself in. Draco just walked to breakfast.
First step was to drop any connections, any public connections, he had with Gryffindor. What he needed was his COMPLETE image, not the partial like he had with Hermione. He needed his complete image back. There was no day like today.
He walked into the Great Hall with a smirk and a blank face. Girls of all ages swooned. He raised his eyebrow and smirked even wider. He could hear gasps from girls everywhere.
"Draco, my man, what's up?" Blaise asked him noticing the slight change. Draco shrugged.
"Nothing Blaise. Enjoying the year. Feels good to have it back like it was." He half lied. Blaise just shrugged it off.
"You dumped Slytherin." He asked half concerned half impressed.
"She's a whore. Why the fuck would I want old things when I can have the new." It hurt him to say those cruel words, but he had to in order to get it to work.
"If you say so, mate." Blaise shrugged it off again, "If you say so."
"I say so. And I also say. Tonight. The club in Hogsmeade. Girls." He said smirking deeper.
"Now that's what I'm talking about." Blaise said smirking as he slapped Draco's hand.
"You in boys?" Draco asked Crabbe and Goyle. They snickered and nodded, "Good, then." He said closing off the subject.
"What the fuck was that about, Malfoy?" Ron asked him as he and Harry cornered him.
"What was what about money bags?" Draco asked sarcastically smirking.
Ron had to refrain from punching him, "Breakfast."
"Good, we've established you know a few words. If you string them together they make a sentence. Many sentences can make a conversation." Draco told him as if he was a six year old learning proper grammar.
"Don't play with me Malfoy." Ron threatened. Draco shook his head at him raising an eyebrow and smirking.
"You are not in the game, Weasley. Now move before I take away points." Draco said simply. Ron glared at him.
Ron threw a punch, but Draco caught his hand and twisted it around. Ron yelped in pain.
"Now listen and listen good you pathetic excuse for a wizard, I make the rules."
Draco kept twisting his hand around, then punched him. Harry was too horror struck to do anything. Ron fell to the ground.
"When I say move, you better run. This is above you Weasley." Draco made him stand up, then punched him in the stomach making him collapse again, "Stay out of my way." Draco finished as he walked away.
"That can't be good." Harry said dragging Ron to the hospital wing.
This is my fault. I know it is. I deserve this. He is right. I don't deserve to live.
Hermione got up and walked to her balcony. It was a gloomy day. She could see right onto the Quidditch Pitch and it looked like the Slytherin team was practicing. She saw the familiar platinum hair.
Don't be selfish. I don't deserve to live. Don't be selfish. How am I being selfish? People care about you, you git. People shouldn't. Don't be selfish.
Hermione got on the ledge.
I was in the middle of the practice. A good one I might add. No, Slytherin had no concern for anyone else. Even though I do hate her for putting me through this, I know it would hurt too many people, myself included, if she fell.
What should I do? Slow her down, give her some pain, or save her myself. A spell would take too long to reach. My Rider would take me there quicker than a spell.
So, here we go again. No emotions Draco. Over and up as quickly as you can.
"Why did you save me?" She asked me after saving her from death. Had she no clue about anything.
"Because I'm not you." I barked at her cruelly. I don't care if she looks at me like that.
"Draco listen to me." She pleaded. She thinks I'm a bloody git. Too bad. She's playing with my rules now.
"Get off my broom before I throw you off." I threatened. She either did not know of my credibility for threats or she did not care.
"No." That's all there was from her. After all she had done to me she tried to continue her games. This my game, my rules.
"Can't say I didn't warn you, slut." I spat as I actually threw her off my broom. We were only a foot or so off the ground, but it must have hurt her a bit.
I left her there stunned and crying as I flew back to the practice to receive questioning glances from Slytherins around me. I simply shrugged them off and continued with my practice.
A/N I luv experimenting! HEHEHE! Neway I am doing a good job of updating and this is my first fics so.............. neway i had so much fun with the draco POV thing that im starting a story and just teling ya its a lot more flowing its a lot more professional (lots of bigs words) i did have a dictionary handy (blushes) neway itll be up soon so check it out
BTW THANK YOU TO ALL MY REVIEWS! RAKU SUN I HAVE TO LUV YAH FOR QUOTING ME! I LUVED THAT LINE! IT MADE ME FEEL ALL FUZZY INSIDE! ITS NOT OVER YET!!! HEHEHEHE NEXT CHAPTER SOON
Disclaimer: I do not own Hp or any HP character! I do not own anything in this besides the plot and some made up characters! SWEDEN IS MY FAV HOLIDAY PLACE SO I ADDED IT TO QUIDDITCH BUT I DONT OWN THAT EITHER...........................)':
Chapter 18
The Game
Draco walked to the library silently. He went straight to the restricted section. He was able to because of his Head Boy title and all advanced Transfiguration students could.
He went to the dreams section. That was the first step in his thought out plan.
Lucid dream charm was too powerful. The draught of the living dead sounded promising, but that wasn't the point. Hebrex, no. Treltraux, no. Magnamokia was perfect.
It brewed easily, was given easily, and did exactly what he needed it to. He could even use it tomorrow if he worked all night.
His first stop was the potions lab. He needed some ingredients he could not get from anyone but Snape.
The next part was a little harder. A place to brew it was anything but easy. He needed a place that was private. His own rooms wouldn't do it. He needed another place. The girl's bath on the third floor.
He headed up to his room to gather ingredients. Luckily Hermione wasn't in there. He was not ready to start with the game just yet.
He took everything and shrunk it to fit in his pocket in case anyone stopped him. He did not want to risk being caught with those particular ingredients.
The combination depended on how you brewed it could form two potions. The Magnamokia Dream Potion or an enlargement potion. Either would be quite embarrassing and hard to explain.
He set up in one of the toilets. Just in case anyone entered he formed a barrier. No one could see him in the toiler and no one could hear anything. He had also decided to put on some music just so he wasn't completely bored.
Hermione wondered aimlessly through the night. She was afraid of what might happen if she didn't find Draco soon. Who knows what he thought might have happened.
He might think she cheated on him. Maybe he thought that this wasn't real. He might be hurt. He might be with someone else. No. Draco was honorable.
She on the other hand made out with her ex, she almost had sex with him too. Or like when she broke up with him without reason, broke his heart, the trampled on it by sleeping with another man.
She was low. She didn't deserve him. It was horrible what she had done. She did however come through. Their love would last through anything. Hopefully.
Draco worked through the night making nice progress. He looked every few minutes into the book to make sure that he was doing it correctly.
He once almost added the basilisk venom BEFORE it boiled over. The potion took about four hours to brew before he could continue.
The best place to spend the time was most likely not in the common room. Hunger overtook him and he almost walked to the Great Hall.
House elves swarmed at his feet asking him what he wanted. He was pretty hungry.
"I want," He paused not really knowing what to get. "a double cheeseburger with onions, tomatoes, lettuce, and mayo. I want an everlasting cold banana split, and I want a dozen chocolate chip cookies with milk." He was feeling in a junk food mood.
Within seconds they were on their knees handing him his food. He took it and shrunk it so he could carry it without suspicion.
He went outside to the lake. He walked a good distance so he could be left alone. Clearly this was not a good time for company.
He watched the tides ripple through the water. There were merpeople in the lake, along with the giant squid and other creatures.
He ate quietly just watching the water. After he was finished he looked at his watch. He had another hour. He lay looking up at the sky.
It was a cloudy, dark day. He preferred it like this.
Maybe I should have become a Deatheater. I could be the next Dark Lord. I could rule over everyone, have anything I want.
Not everything. No, Draco. This is the game. You have to be tough. Show no emotion. You never had a reason to before. Look what it brought you. You are a Malfoy. Dark Lord or not.
You are the ruler of the game. You are the predator. You control everything. You have power you have forgotten young Malfoy.
You have everything. Everything you want. Everything under your control. Girls throw themselves at you. You can use that. Guys would do anything to be close to you. You can use that. People would do anything to be you. You can use that.
Most importantly you are a Malfoy and a Slytherin. Cunning and ambitious. Anything to get what you want. Anything to get your way, and your way it shall be.
Slytherin is messing with the wrong person. I have power. Unlike Slytherin I have more power then just my name and I know how to use it. I will use it.
Revenge is sweet. Revenge is sweeter when you get it yourself. Revenge is sweetest when you win. Revenge I shall get.
I have hit the rock bottom people talk about so often. I have become what I hate. I lie. I lie to people I love. I hurt people I love. I hurt everyone around me. I am nothing anymore.
This is a hopeless search for something I do not know of. Nothing makes sense to myself. I write in this is some hope of clearing my mind, yet nothing comes.
I have lied. I am afraid that I lost everything in one year. I do not regret anything. Regret brings nothing but pain. I deserve pain. People around me do not. So I will not bother with any regret.
I lost my innocence to the person I love. I gave it to someone else, because I was foolish in believing I cared for him. I lost love. I've gained love. I've brought nothing but pain to my love. Over and over. Now I've lied to him.
There is not anything but hope left.
Hermione examined the piece of parchment. It was even confusing her. She sighed. The truth was confusing.
This was the perfect time. He had seen Hermione go to bed minutes earlier. He had already charmed her bed. All that was left was to drink the potion.
He took it as he dropped down on his bed.
Draco looked around. There were clouds, as if it was heaven or such. He had partial control so he decided to remain invisible.
Sirius black stepped out. So she was dreaming about him. Was he her other? That was just fine.
"Sirius, why am I dreaming about you?" She asked him dismissing any suspicions Draco had had.
Sirius said nothing only kissed her. This was her dream so she dreamed of him kissing her. That was also fine.
"About last night..." Sirius started. There was a last night. That was it.
Screw the plan. She HAD cheated on him. That was it. He had to get out of there. With a whip of his wand he was gone.
"I love Draco." She said as she herself ended her dream.
Draco woke up the next morning angry. She had lied to him too much. The games shall start. Screw the planning. Screw everything. That was it.
"Morning Draco. Listen I'm sorry about lying to you." She said honestly as she walked closer to him.
He surprised her completely by backing off. He looked at her disgustedly. She blinked. This couldn't be happening.
"You might as well be a Mudblood, because you are just as disgusting and dirty." He spat at her. She blinked.
"Draco I..." She didn't know what to say as her eyes start welling. It was just as well that he would have broken her off either way.
"You what? Come on Slytherin. Tell me you didn't lie to me." She collapsed on the couch and starting crying. "Tell me you did nothing with anybody else." She rocked back and forth. "Tell me you didn't have sex with Sirius Black."
She was crying too much to do anything else. How he found out about anything was beyond her.
"I didn't." He didn't even consider her words for a second. To him it was all just lies. More lies. Lies he didn't want to listen to. The truth or not he didn't care anymore.
"I don't believe you. I can't trust you. If you don't trust someone you can't love them either."
Those words shattered both of their hearts in a million pieces. His expression was kept blank. He would have his revenge on her for doing this to him.
Hermione stormed into her room and blockaded herself in. Draco just walked to breakfast.
First step was to drop any connections, any public connections, he had with Gryffindor. What he needed was his COMPLETE image, not the partial like he had with Hermione. He needed his complete image back. There was no day like today.
He walked into the Great Hall with a smirk and a blank face. Girls of all ages swooned. He raised his eyebrow and smirked even wider. He could hear gasps from girls everywhere.
"Draco, my man, what's up?" Blaise asked him noticing the slight change. Draco shrugged.
"Nothing Blaise. Enjoying the year. Feels good to have it back like it was." He half lied. Blaise just shrugged it off.
"You dumped Slytherin." He asked half concerned half impressed.
"She's a whore. Why the fuck would I want old things when I can have the new." It hurt him to say those cruel words, but he had to in order to get it to work.
"If you say so, mate." Blaise shrugged it off again, "If you say so."
"I say so. And I also say. Tonight. The club in Hogsmeade. Girls." He said smirking deeper.
"Now that's what I'm talking about." Blaise said smirking as he slapped Draco's hand.
"You in boys?" Draco asked Crabbe and Goyle. They snickered and nodded, "Good, then." He said closing off the subject.
"What the fuck was that about, Malfoy?" Ron asked him as he and Harry cornered him.
"What was what about money bags?" Draco asked sarcastically smirking.
Ron had to refrain from punching him, "Breakfast."
"Good, we've established you know a few words. If you string them together they make a sentence. Many sentences can make a conversation." Draco told him as if he was a six year old learning proper grammar.
"Don't play with me Malfoy." Ron threatened. Draco shook his head at him raising an eyebrow and smirking.
"You are not in the game, Weasley. Now move before I take away points." Draco said simply. Ron glared at him.
Ron threw a punch, but Draco caught his hand and twisted it around. Ron yelped in pain.
"Now listen and listen good you pathetic excuse for a wizard, I make the rules."
Draco kept twisting his hand around, then punched him. Harry was too horror struck to do anything. Ron fell to the ground.
"When I say move, you better run. This is above you Weasley." Draco made him stand up, then punched him in the stomach making him collapse again, "Stay out of my way." Draco finished as he walked away.
"That can't be good." Harry said dragging Ron to the hospital wing.
This is my fault. I know it is. I deserve this. He is right. I don't deserve to live.
Hermione got up and walked to her balcony. It was a gloomy day. She could see right onto the Quidditch Pitch and it looked like the Slytherin team was practicing. She saw the familiar platinum hair.
Don't be selfish. I don't deserve to live. Don't be selfish. How am I being selfish? People care about you, you git. People shouldn't. Don't be selfish.
Hermione got on the ledge.
I was in the middle of the practice. A good one I might add. No, Slytherin had no concern for anyone else. Even though I do hate her for putting me through this, I know it would hurt too many people, myself included, if she fell.
What should I do? Slow her down, give her some pain, or save her myself. A spell would take too long to reach. My Rider would take me there quicker than a spell.
So, here we go again. No emotions Draco. Over and up as quickly as you can.
"Why did you save me?" She asked me after saving her from death. Had she no clue about anything.
"Because I'm not you." I barked at her cruelly. I don't care if she looks at me like that.
"Draco listen to me." She pleaded. She thinks I'm a bloody git. Too bad. She's playing with my rules now.
"Get off my broom before I throw you off." I threatened. She either did not know of my credibility for threats or she did not care.
"No." That's all there was from her. After all she had done to me she tried to continue her games. This my game, my rules.
"Can't say I didn't warn you, slut." I spat as I actually threw her off my broom. We were only a foot or so off the ground, but it must have hurt her a bit.
I left her there stunned and crying as I flew back to the practice to receive questioning glances from Slytherins around me. I simply shrugged them off and continued with my practice.
A/N I luv experimenting! HEHEHE! Neway I am doing a good job of updating and this is my first fics so.............. neway i had so much fun with the draco POV thing that im starting a story and just teling ya its a lot more flowing its a lot more professional (lots of bigs words) i did have a dictionary handy (blushes) neway itll be up soon so check it out