A/N: Yet another idea..
Disclaimer: I own the characters you don't recognize the rest belongs to JKR.
A pirate's freedom is his ship. A cowboy's freedom is his horse. A wizard's freedom-well, that depends on the wizard. A Death Eater's freedom is the opening of the door of his high-security cell in Azkaban. A Quidditch player's freedom is flying. But what is my freedom?
Sighing as I stared up at the pitch black ceiling of my room, I thought for the millionth time what Dumbledore could possibly want to talk to me about tomorrow. I graduated five years ago. Oh well, I'll think about that tomorrow. Right now, I'm thinking about sleep.
I appeared in Professor Albus Dumbledore's office at precisely eight o'clock sharp. He looked up, "Ah, Mr. Malfoy, right on time as always. Now, as to why you are here."
He stood up from his desk, "Well, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching position is open-again. As is the Potions position." At his words, I looked up sharply-Professor Snape was not one to quit. "Yes, yes, I'll get to that in a minute. But for now, I am offering you your choice of the positions-that is of course, if you want to teach here at Hogwarts. If you accept the Potions position, you will also become Head of Slytherin House. You do not have to tell me today, I would just like to know by July 31st- next month."
I interrupted him, "Thank you sir. But I will give you my answer today. I will take the Potions position, and become Head of Slytherin House."
There was a twinkle in his eye, "Good. Excellent. Terrific-ah yes, anyway, thank you Mr. Malfoy. Or should I say, Professor Malfoy?"
"Draco would do fine, but please, don't call me Mr. Malfoy. I despise it," I spoke honestly.
"Yes then of course Professor Malfoy. You are required to be here on August 15th by 5 in the afternoon. Any questions?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"Yes. Where is Professor Snape?" At my question, a sad look came into his eyes.
"I am sorry, Draco, but I do not know. Nobody does-except for Severus himself. Anything else?"
"No, sir, that was all. Thank you."
"Alright, I will see you on August 15th then Professor Malfoy," and Professor Dumbledore left his office. I apparated back to Malfoy Manor with one question on my mind-what happened to Professor Snape?
A/N: Kind of a random idea that struck me, and I typed it up, and posted it. Let me know what you all think. I am not quite sure what the pairings will be yet. It might be.well, we will just have to see! Please Review!!!
Disclaimer: I own the characters you don't recognize the rest belongs to JKR.
A pirate's freedom is his ship. A cowboy's freedom is his horse. A wizard's freedom-well, that depends on the wizard. A Death Eater's freedom is the opening of the door of his high-security cell in Azkaban. A Quidditch player's freedom is flying. But what is my freedom?
Sighing as I stared up at the pitch black ceiling of my room, I thought for the millionth time what Dumbledore could possibly want to talk to me about tomorrow. I graduated five years ago. Oh well, I'll think about that tomorrow. Right now, I'm thinking about sleep.
I appeared in Professor Albus Dumbledore's office at precisely eight o'clock sharp. He looked up, "Ah, Mr. Malfoy, right on time as always. Now, as to why you are here."
He stood up from his desk, "Well, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching position is open-again. As is the Potions position." At his words, I looked up sharply-Professor Snape was not one to quit. "Yes, yes, I'll get to that in a minute. But for now, I am offering you your choice of the positions-that is of course, if you want to teach here at Hogwarts. If you accept the Potions position, you will also become Head of Slytherin House. You do not have to tell me today, I would just like to know by July 31st- next month."
I interrupted him, "Thank you sir. But I will give you my answer today. I will take the Potions position, and become Head of Slytherin House."
There was a twinkle in his eye, "Good. Excellent. Terrific-ah yes, anyway, thank you Mr. Malfoy. Or should I say, Professor Malfoy?"
"Draco would do fine, but please, don't call me Mr. Malfoy. I despise it," I spoke honestly.
"Yes then of course Professor Malfoy. You are required to be here on August 15th by 5 in the afternoon. Any questions?" Professor Dumbledore asked.
"Yes. Where is Professor Snape?" At my question, a sad look came into his eyes.
"I am sorry, Draco, but I do not know. Nobody does-except for Severus himself. Anything else?"
"No, sir, that was all. Thank you."
"Alright, I will see you on August 15th then Professor Malfoy," and Professor Dumbledore left his office. I apparated back to Malfoy Manor with one question on my mind-what happened to Professor Snape?
A/N: Kind of a random idea that struck me, and I typed it up, and posted it. Let me know what you all think. I am not quite sure what the pairings will be yet. It might be.well, we will just have to see! Please Review!!!