Disclaimer:I do not own any of these characters. If I did I would probably be rich. I do thing Warner Brothers owns the movies, and some formerly small British company owns the copyright to the books. Also, this is slashy. No, I'm not some raving homo (Though I don't mean offense to any homosexuals). This was written for some friends…I hope they like it. I would like to say that Rowan Rosenberg is my own creation (since I forgot to put it on the last one.) Willow Rosenberg is semi-my creation. She is from Buffy the Vampire Slayer and was a great asset to their group, and she was cool so I added her to my story. She is a bit different than the Willow on screen, but well she is still owned by Mutant Enemy. Thanks and Enjoy.
Draco hadn't really talked to Ron or Hermoine for about a week. He had seen Harry on a few occasions, but those occasions were slim. It seemed almost like they were avoiding him, and he didn't understand why. He had made his way to the Slytherin tower for some twisted reason. He went down into the dungeon-like place that was the common room and looked around, everything seemed so different, yet it wasn't. It only seemed like a week ago that this was his place, the one place that he always seemed to hang out. The place he was with people who didn't really care about him, and worshiped him just because had power.
"Draco…" His name seemed to be ringing out all over the place these days. Draco turned to see the one woman he didn't want to see. Her face seemed to be scrunched up like a pug dog would. She seemed somewhat angry yet not all at the same time, "What is the matter with you?"
Draco didn't know how to react to her. He looked at her for a moment and it seemed almost like his old self began to come back, "What's it to you? Do I look like some doll that you could play with…some animal that you could train to be your pet…" He moved closer to her quite unsure of the dominating
Pansy tried to keep her ground, but at the rate Draco was going it would be impossible, "What did we have?" Her voice seemed to falter as she spoke the words. She looked at Draco and her body seemed to give in to everything. She put up her hand in the most feminine motion she could muster onto his chest, "Draco…"
"We had nothing…" His voice was deep and to the point. He
Pansy looked at him through eyes that were usually fierce. She wasn't sure how to react to him. She looked him in the eyes, than down at the ground. She repeated this for a second and third time and then just stared into his eyes, "What is the matter with you…" Her voice seemed to be as deep as Draco's used to be the same dark dreary sound.
"Nothing…" Draco said as he turned around staring out the window, "Leave me alone…"
"Draco what's the matter…" She grabbed his shoulder trying to turn him around.
In an instant, Draco's hand flung back behind him. It hit the side of her face hard and she quickly fell to the ground, "I said leave me alone!" His voice was loud and anyone in the dormitories could have heard him. His anger had gotten the better of him. He looked down at her with fury on his face, "I said leave me alone…"
Pansy looked up from the ground. She was torn from everything. She didn't know who this man was in front of her. His personality seemed to be shifting back and forth. One minute he seemed to be himself, and the next minute a goody-two-shoes. His third personality seemed to be the worst of them all. This horrid beast of a man that had just showed himself to her was terrifying, "My father will not be pleased…"
"You father will be like all the other pathetic fools who get captured by the Ministry…or one of the fools that is killed by some fool like my father…" Draco's voice rose as he looked at her, "You father isn't under the graces of the Dark Lord. He is a simple peon. My father is a puppet, your father is even less."
Pansy's eyes seemed to change as they looked at him, "How dare you…"
"How Dare You!" Draco's voice raised to a new level, "You think the Dark Lord is anything…He is nothing…" Draco's own temper was growing once again, "He is a man who wants power. You father joined the Death Eaters probably for the same reason my father did. He was afraid. He was scared…They wanted to be close to the power because they didn't have enough courage to stand against it. It really takes courage to stand against someone, but it is the coward that joins what they don't believe in."
"LEAVE!" Pansy yelled standing up, "Before I make you leave…" Her voice was back to the voice she used to control all the other females in Slytherin. The whispered tone it came out as made it even more demanding.
Draco looked at her and couldn't help but to laugh. He moved away from her turning back to take a second glance. He laughed a deep laugh as he left through the door. He took a deep breath as he made his way out, and it was as if his mind was blank, 'What happened in there?'
His mind wandered as he moved down the corridors. He took a turn, and another turn, and before he knew it; he was on the other side of the castle. He looked around and then took another corridor, and another. It seemed like he was going to walk forever. His mind looked back on the moment that he was in the common room, and continued to play the events through his head.
Harry made his way over to Draco, pulling him into an empty classroom, "Here's what's going on. The Order of Isthan are a group of American Seers. The Seers have powers that outweigh anything most wizards would call normal. They have the power not only to see into the future, but also the power to look into the minds of others, and also feel their emotions."
Draco looked at Harry. He didn't know how to react to the information. He looked up with a slight wonder in his eyes, "You really do care about my visions."
Harry nodded lightly as he smiled lightly, "There is also something else."
"Two of them are here." Draco replied as a statement more than anything else. He let his own smirk come across his face, "Harry, I need your help with something…"
Harry let his smile fade as he looked at his new friend, "Yes?"
"I was in the Slytherin common room and had a fight with Pansy…" Draco paced the empty room that he found out to be Professor McGongalls, "I seemed to be horrid…I hit her Harry. I lost my wits, and was gone. Like invisible to what I was doing. This is why I'm scared Harry, I'm scared about what is happening."
"It's okay Draco," Harry said with a smile flowing across his face, "I'll be here for you."
Draco brought himself closer to Harry, "Why/"
"Because you're my friend…" Harry replied quickly, not sure what he meant.
Draco wrapped his arms around Harry, "Is that all…" His voice seemed quiet as he whispered the words into Harry's ear. He was unsure of the words, though they seemed to be quite sure as they left his lips.
"What are you talking about?" Harry pushed Draco away looking at him as he pushed him a bit further away, "Are you saying…"
"I'm not saying anything," Draco replied in return. He took a deep breath and went back to pacing the room, "No…" He turned back to Harry and moved closer, "I will say something. Harry, don't you even see me? Don't you see me right here in front of you. I am here confessing myself to you. Harry, since the moment we met outside of the Leaky Cauldron I have thought only about what you would do if I did this, or what you'd do if I did that." His words were rushed but he went on quickly, "Do you not understand the feels that you are feeling towards me. Do you not understand that something is growing…like those bloody hybrid plants that are growing in Herbology!"
Harry looked at him and backed up himself, "I don't know what you're talking about Draco." He was breathing deep, and his words showed he was unsure about everything. He looked at the door and then back to Draco, "I have Divination…I must be going." Harry rushed out of the room quickly leaving Draco alone. He looked at the door for another second and then made his own way out it. He would give up everything to understand what he wasn't getting with Harry. He'd give up everything if he could just admit they he loved him in return.
Draco was in Muggle Studies, a class he had taken up after his leaving of Slytherin. He looked around with the other students that seemed to be in there. There wasn't very many of them, but there was enough for class. He smirked as a Ravenclaw asked yet another question, which made nine by the end of class. Some of these people seemed to really want to learn, which Draco did, just not nearly as much as they did.
"Hello," Rowan said looking at Draco with his usual cheery attitude.
Draco smirked lightly in return, "Are you ever not happy?"
"It's a great day to be alive, why not be happy?" Rowan brought his hand through his newly trimmed hair. It was now a lot shorter and showed off his hazel eyes even more. Today, with his green velvet robes, his eyes seemed to show even more green than anything else. He couldn't help but smile once again as he looked at Draco, "So, why aren't you doing the homework?"
"Are you part of the Order of Isthan," Draco blurted the words out quickly looking at his friend.
"Yes, but that isn't what you really want to ask," Rowan replied a bit to quickly. Draco now seemed to feel his presence in his mind, but it was warm and didn't seem to be hurting him at all. If it was anything it seemed to be helping him a little more each time.
Draco looked at him with the same bland look on his face, "What is wrong with Harry…why won't he just come right out and say what I know he wants to?"
"Did you ever think he's just not ready?" Rowan said looking at him through those now deep green eyes, "I'm not like most in the Order. I can see the future as well as any, but I don't read minds. I'm touching your emotion which is the tingly feeling you are feeling in your head. If I was a mind reader, you wouldn't even know I was there." Rowan tapped Draco's head once, twice, and three times just to show what he was reading, "This isn't it…I'm reading…" He touched Draco's heart, "Here."
Draco smiled lightly as he felt the man touch his chest. He was gaining a deeper satisfaction for this man than he ever thought he would feel for him. He couldn't love him, not like he loved Harry. Harry was the only man he could love. It just seemed to right to love Harry. It seemed to perfect, but Rowan would always be the perfect friend. The one person he could trust, "So you can see into Harrys' heart?"
"Yes," Rowan said fast, but his next word seemed to come right after it, "No."
"I didn't even ask you a bloody question!" Draco replied his mouth open with awe.
Rowan smiled in return, "You were going to."
"How can you say you aren't reading my mind. You answer my questions before I even begin to speak them! That is mind reading."
Rowan couldn't help but let a little giggle escape his lungs, "Draco, I read your emotions, and if you've been doing it nearly as long as I have you can feel what a person is going to do. It's taken me years to perfect this so that I don't slug someone when I get in the same room as someone who is fighting. I've even made out with another guy before because I channeled his emotions, believe me that's not an experience I would like to remember, especially considering my girlfriend at the time was in the room…"
Draco was now the one to laugh, "You really?"
"Not giving any more details, ask my ghost after I die…well then again I'm not going to have a ghost, so…well you'll just never hear it then!" Rowan could feel what Draco wanted to say. He could feel how Draco wanted to express himself. He could read his inner heart, but his mind was a definite blank. He could feel everything about him, but what he was really thinking he couldn't even begin to comprehend, "I'm also an animagus, which is the first in the Order, not the first animagus, but the first Empath-Seer-Animagus. They called it a genetic defect."
Draco's awe struck face seemed to grow as he looked at the man, "You can't be serious."
"I'm serious." Rowan said smiling at him, "They said I was the first of my kind, and if I were to ever have a kid, or two, which I do plan on doing someday, they will hold at least one of those attributes, which is really uncommon for someone to pass it on."
"Then how is your sister and you both part of the…" Draco was cut off by a large scream. Everyone quickly turned their head to the door where the scream had come from. Draco stood up quickly and made his way to the door. A Hufflepuff student had just tried to exit the door. The wall opposite the room had a message written in blood. Draco had seen something like this before, but never this horrific. A unicorn body laid on the ground. It's body was skinned, and the skin was laying next to it. Draco couldn't help but to feel like he would throw up what he had for breakfast.
Rowan stood next to him, but quickly went up to the Unicorn carcass and closed his eyes. His eyes flashed for a minute and then he opened them. He looked up and red the words out loud, "The Dark Lord Will Take What He Wants. The Order of Isthan Will Fall."