They began eating, and soon enough, the owls arrived with the mail. Blaise Zabini began to sing loudly-
"Here's the mail, it never fails, it makes me wanna, wag my tail! When it comes I wanna wail, MAIL!!"
This was no surprise since Blaise had been performing it every morning since their first day back. Draco had heard from Warrington that Blaise had been subjected to muggle TV as punishment for his grades dropping in the previous year.
"I love Blues Clues." Said Blaise out loud. Draco just stared at him with a puzzled look.
"I don't even wanna know." He said.
He spotted his eagle, Sally, swooping down to him. He knew Sally was a stupid name. He had named it Salazar in honor of his school house, but that changed when he found out a certain something on the bird was missing.
"Just call it Sally." His mother had told him.
"Narcissa, that name is repulsive." Said Lucius. Narcissa ignored him.
"It's cute." She added.
"Mom, I don't want my eagle to be cute. Cute is for puppies and kittens. I want a vicious, evil, scary eagle. I want him, *cough* her, to attack random muggles; to kill all enemies; to rule the world!" Lucius and Narcissa gave him puzzled looks.
"Dear, it's just a bird." Said his mother.
"Hem hem, you're right mother. Sally it is…" said an embarrassed Draco, as he walked out of the room, taking Sally's cage with him.
"He's definitely your son, Narcissa…a bit on the freaky side, wouldn't you say?"
And so it was Sally. As she neared Draco, she slowed down and landed on his shoulder. She had a heavy package which she dropped on the table, and a letter, both from home. He threw the letter in the large fireplace behind him, and grabbed the box and began tearing it open.
"Come on…where's the candy," he said impatiently as he tore at the box. Ever since his first year, he had been receiving boxes of sweets from home twice a week. It was amazing how he ate the whole box and was still in the shape he was. Crabbe and Goyle were also eyeing the box. They had never received candy from him before, but they still had high hopes that this morning things might change.
"Oh bitchsicles!" Draco screamed. The whole Hall stopped what they were doing and stared at him. He must not have noticed because he continued on. "What the fuck is this?" he yelled. By now everyone was silent, even the teachers. Out of the box, he removed what appeared to be a pink thong. Some people gasped, others laughed. Some were just downright confused. Quickly, Draco turned around, and to his relief, the letter hadn't burned yet. He picked it up, nearly scorching his fingers, and began to read.
To my darling,
I picked this out just for you. It symbolizes everything I feel. I'm so glad we can spend every minute of our lives together. Hope to see you wear it soon.
Love,
Your Little Schmoogums
Draco was paler than usual. Everything was still silent. They all had their eyes on him, even Granger. He took another look at the thong, then read the letter again. After that, he stood up, and walked slowly out of the Hall, without a word. People could hear coughing outside the doors. Draco Malfoy lost it right outside the Great Hall.
"Here's the mail, it never fails, it makes me wanna, wag my tail! When it comes I wanna wail, MAIL!!"
This was no surprise since Blaise had been performing it every morning since their first day back. Draco had heard from Warrington that Blaise had been subjected to muggle TV as punishment for his grades dropping in the previous year.
"I love Blues Clues." Said Blaise out loud. Draco just stared at him with a puzzled look.
"I don't even wanna know." He said.
He spotted his eagle, Sally, swooping down to him. He knew Sally was a stupid name. He had named it Salazar in honor of his school house, but that changed when he found out a certain something on the bird was missing.
"Just call it Sally." His mother had told him.
"Narcissa, that name is repulsive." Said Lucius. Narcissa ignored him.
"It's cute." She added.
"Mom, I don't want my eagle to be cute. Cute is for puppies and kittens. I want a vicious, evil, scary eagle. I want him, *cough* her, to attack random muggles; to kill all enemies; to rule the world!" Lucius and Narcissa gave him puzzled looks.
"Dear, it's just a bird." Said his mother.
"Hem hem, you're right mother. Sally it is…" said an embarrassed Draco, as he walked out of the room, taking Sally's cage with him.
"He's definitely your son, Narcissa…a bit on the freaky side, wouldn't you say?"
And so it was Sally. As she neared Draco, she slowed down and landed on his shoulder. She had a heavy package which she dropped on the table, and a letter, both from home. He threw the letter in the large fireplace behind him, and grabbed the box and began tearing it open.
"Come on…where's the candy," he said impatiently as he tore at the box. Ever since his first year, he had been receiving boxes of sweets from home twice a week. It was amazing how he ate the whole box and was still in the shape he was. Crabbe and Goyle were also eyeing the box. They had never received candy from him before, but they still had high hopes that this morning things might change.
"Oh bitchsicles!" Draco screamed. The whole Hall stopped what they were doing and stared at him. He must not have noticed because he continued on. "What the fuck is this?" he yelled. By now everyone was silent, even the teachers. Out of the box, he removed what appeared to be a pink thong. Some people gasped, others laughed. Some were just downright confused. Quickly, Draco turned around, and to his relief, the letter hadn't burned yet. He picked it up, nearly scorching his fingers, and began to read.
To my darling,
I picked this out just for you. It symbolizes everything I feel. I'm so glad we can spend every minute of our lives together. Hope to see you wear it soon.
Love,
Your Little Schmoogums
Draco was paler than usual. Everything was still silent. They all had their eyes on him, even Granger. He took another look at the thong, then read the letter again. After that, he stood up, and walked slowly out of the Hall, without a word. People could hear coughing outside the doors. Draco Malfoy lost it right outside the Great Hall.