Does my bum look big in this?
Chapter twelve: Surprises unimaginable
MANY THANKS AND HUGZ TO ALL REVIEWERS, AKA:
*~*Burgundyred ~ Lol, it doesn't matter if you don't know, lots of other people did!! No, Lucius is never going to beat Draco in my fics!!! I agree, that is so cliché, Lucius will tell him off at some point though, I mean, how can you control someone if you don't, at least, SHOUT at them? In this fic, Draco is just kind of ignored by his family, and he's only there cus' they need an heir. I'm not sure I believe in that Narcissa being good thing either. I am so happy, you liked the book thing, I wasn't sure if anyone would!! You are so nice, thanks for reviewing, and I should've read Delusion by now!!
*~* hermyblack ~ Lol, I'm sure you won't DIE. But that was very nice of you to say so!! Thanks for the review, and for telling me which floor the Gryffindor common room is on, I do need it for future chapters!
*~* LythTaeraneth ~ Hehe, I love cliffhangers, oh how lovely they are!! You did indeed review twice, but not in the same chapter I mean, you reviewed chapters one AND two, made sense to me! Thanks so much for your ending thing, it was very helpful, and . . . whoops nearly gave away too much information there! I heard about your bro and his computer, so . . . and no, I won't use your version of the ending EXACTLY, that would be too . . . unprofessional!!
*~* harryforeva ~ Thanks so much for the review and telling me where the Gryffindor common room is, it's so nice to know people don't ignore your questions! You've never had digestives? I have, they're okay, depending on what food mood I'm in! As for the Lucius and Orli thing, continue to read and all shall be revealed!!! Kind of . . .
*~* Wolfen-alysha-draco-dragon ~ Lol, here is more! Thanks for the review, and it's okay, quite of few other people told me what floor Gryffindor common room is on, and it turns out it was on the seventh floor!!! Thanks for the review!!
*~* Dead Lenore ~ Phew, that's good news . . . . is it lemon meringue pie? I like them! Really? I never knew that little bit of information about their eyes, but I like to say silvery-blue, cus it makes it seem more unique, although grey is too . . . I don't know, all very confusing. I agree with the pointy face and white blonde hair though, it's platinum blonde isn't it? Lol, sorry about the spots, they'll go soon once Draco goes back!! ;D Lol, thanks for the reassurance on that ending bit, and it makes me so proud to have someone like you say the suspense was great!**Sniff** Oh, and thanks for the website, and the answer!!!
*~*ShortStuff10 ~ Er, yeah I think I did read the fourth chapter, I read it all!!! Lol, but it isn't finished yet . . . anyway, I really like that story, update soon! Draco in Gryffindor . . . you'll have to wait I'm afraid, and thanks for trying to find the answer. YAY I got Fleur's name right! I thought I would though, cus' I normally read stuff like name meanings when I'm bored.
*~* Loah ~ Here's the update, thanks for the review, and I don't really know what chumpish mean . . . please do tell!! Thanks again for reviewing!!
*~* Smileyface1314 ~ Errrrr . . . . no, no other reviewer has pointed out that I americanize everything, but that to me is REALLY strange (even though I know I do it, I watch too much telly :D), because I AM NOT AMERICAN - BRITISH ALL THE WAY!!! I kind of find that . . . not insulting, but definitely strange, I can't find the word . . . I'm kind of glad it adds humour, but I'm always warning that the humour might stop any second anyway, so, there you go. Thanks for the review!
Disclaimer: Nothing that I use in this fanfic is mine and shall never be unless J.K.Rowling is willing to sell it for at the most ten pounds. But if that was so, I'm guessing that someone that is not I would have gotten there first anyway so WHAT IS THE POINT???
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Time passed quickly once again and soon September the first had arrived. Draco felt awkward as he passed the thousands of muggles, all waiting impatiently for their train to arrive at Kings Cross. He knew of course, where the barrier between platforms nine and ten leading to platform nine and three quarters were, but obviously Hermione, Harry, Ron, Ginny (she had returned from her friends) and Lavender didn't know that.
They all rushed through the barrier when they thought no muggles were looking and boarded the train as quickly as they all could, waving goodbye to Mrs Weasley as the train roared out of sight. Draco of course, didn't stick his head out of the train window, he wasn't that kind of person and he knew that even Mrs Weasley knew that, although she had only known him for a short period of time, and even then it wasn't the real him.
Hermione sat down and opened up her Shakespeare book starting to read the first page. She was sitting next to Draco, and Draco was sitting nearest to the compartment door. Opposite them were Harry and Ron, who were both counting their money for enough sweets when the sweet lady would come to their compartment. Lavender, and Ginny had gone off to another compartment to find their other friends.
"Orli, Hermione, we're going to find the sweet lady okay? Ron over here's moaning is driving me nuts . . ." Harry glanced at Ron who looked like he was going to wet himself if he wasn't going to find the sweet lady soon. Draco suppressed a laugh, but couldn't contain himself to point the fact out.
"Yeah, I think you better go fast, he looks like he's wetting himself!"
Harry grinned while Ron scowled. "Sorry Hermione, you're going to have to do the Head duties by yourself for now, tell them I'm busy!!"
They both rushed out of the compartment, leaving only Draco, and Hermione - Draco just looking around for something to do, as normally he would go around the whole train and find someone to annoy, and Hermione, deep into her book, the one that she had bought at Flourish and Blotts the other day.
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About an hour had passed now, and still Ron and Harry were not back. During this time, Hermione had gone off to the prefect compartment to tell the new prefects their duties, alone, and had now come back. She was reading once again and had been for a while now. Draco took his new 'Nike' bag (a present from Dennis) and peeked inside at his books too, Uenisia was on the top, and when he had told Harry about it, Harry had insisted on buying some magic wrapping paper (the pictures moving) at a stationery shop (specialising in quills, ink bottles, and parchment) and he had even helped Draco wrap the book up, ready to give to Hermione sometime soon. Draco wasn't even sure if he WANTED to give the book to Hermione, but once he had told Harry what the woman at Flourish and Blotts had said, Harry had assumed that the book was for Hermione . . . and Draco hadn't felt like denying it, although he did now regret it. His evil side was practically chewing up his insides.
"What you looking at?"
"Huh?"
Draco jumped back in surprise and immediately closed his bag. Hermione had just suddenly stopped reading and was now leaning towards him, her book now on the opposite compartment seat where Ron would have been sitting, had he not gone early to find the sweet lady.
"Why'd you stop reading?"
"Hmm? Oh, my mum always told me to not read so much in such a short time, she always used to say that I would have to get glasses if I read so much, and she said it would make me uglier. I didn't see her point, I'm already ugly now, she wouldn't listen, but I ignored her anyway."
"Oh . . . I'm sorry."
"That's okay, I got a letter today from Dumbledore saying my parents are stable now, and if I wasn't going to Hogwarts today, my mum would love to see me, she's woken up now, but dad still hasn't. Dennis has been to see them though."
"Yeah, I know."
"You do?"
"Er . . . now you've told me I know."
'Great answer Draco,' he thought, 'you've really hidden the fact that you've been keeping contact with Dennis, Draco, you are a plonker.' That was Draco's 'Orli' side; Draco's evil side would never EVER insult himself!!! As Draco now had an identity crisis, he had two sides to himself, one side that was his 'Orli' side, the good 'angel' on his right shoulder. His other side was the evil side, and the old side, the 'devil' on his left shoulder (sorry if I've said this before, I can't remember so I'm saying it again!).
Hermione raised an eyebrow suspiciously, she obviously didn't believe a word he had just said - 'Oh well, better luck next time, you can't always be a GOOD cheating lying idiot all the time.'
"Right, anyway, I wonder what house you're going to be in? I hope you get in Gryffindor!! That's the house I'm in, but I think Ravenclaw's are good too!! Hufflepuff is okay, they're very nice, but you don't even want to consider going into Slytherin, no one ever turns out good in SLYTHERIN, for example, Draco Malfoy, he's a very upstuck and cowardly person, and he is in Slytherin."
Draco controlled himself and took a very deep breath - also trying to hide the fact that he was even trying to calm himself to Hermione. Potter and co. had insulted him so much over the time he had stayed with them, and you would have thought he would have gotten over it by now - but no, Draco was too full of Malfoy pride to ever let anyone talk nasty words about him without FEELING any anger whatsoever.
Hermione didn't notice Draco's effort to calm down. She grabbed the Daily Prophet out of her bag and frowned at the front page.
"You know, I feel kind of guilty talking about Malfoy like that, he's still missing, and if he comes back as a ghost . . . not that I'm saying he's dead mind you. Do you want to read this for yourself?"
Draco gladly and hurriedly took the paper from Hermione, his eyes scanning quickly over the words on the page. He was on the front page AGAIN and had been for quite some time, after all, his father had money, enough money to buy the front cover everyday to try and find his only heir and only pain in his entire life. This time though, another picture of him was on the front page, and this one more recently. It was a photo of him that had been taken on his mother's birthday, when she had officially announced that Draco was to train everyday to be ready when it was time for him to receive the dark mark. He was scowling and mumbling swear words.
The article read:
'Draco Malfoy has been missing for many weeks now, but still detectives argue against many ministry members that Master Malfoy is not dead. They have now traced his steps, and decided that he had last been to a field nearby his Aunt and Uncle's home before he had disappeared, no one else has been seen in that field for over five years, which makes it all the more suspicious.
Magic still prevents the detectives from finding the whereabouts of Master Malfoy. Everytime they have tried to use any form of contact - for example, crystal ball gazing, using a wand map (a mark will burn purple if the person can be sensed there) - one message appears in pink sugar right before their very eyes:
DON'T JUDGE BY APPEARANCE, FOR I AM THE MAGICIAN
Detectives have no idea what this could possibly mean but they are seriously working on it, as Mr Lucius Malfoy says that there is more at stake than their wages if they do not find his son.
Mrs Narcissa Black-Malfoy is staying home at the Malfoy Manor in case her son decides to play a surprise visit, Mr Malfoy, however, has decided to stay at Hogwarts in case his son shows up. Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School has said that there were no extra rooms for him to stay, only one room, that is reserved for this years new Defence Against the Dark Arts Teacher. Therefore, Mr Lucius Malfoy shall be teaching at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, despite the fact that many say the position is cursed.'
Silence.
Draco gulped. His father . . . was going to be the new DADA teacher. This was definitely not good, he would definitely find out who he was if he taught him every week . . . if he didn't already know that is. Draco did not like the sound of this, anything could happen if his father was IN Hogwarts, he could even sneak the Dark Lord into the school and try to murder Potter in his sleep!! How could Dumbledore be stupid enough to let this happen?
Hermione began to talk. "I know, Lucius Malfoy -
"Did anyone mention my name?"
Hermione and Draco spun around to face the sneering face of the one and only Lucius Malfoy. Draco's jaw automatically set, his fists clenched and his eyes cold. Hermione glaring at the man that stood at the compartment door. Lucius glanced at the paper still in Draco's hands, then back up at Draco. He smirked and entered the compartment, closing the door behind him and settling himself down as the two teens stared at him.
"What are you doing here? Those seats are for Harry and Ron." Hermione said with as much venom as she could. Lucius stretched out on the seats and smirked at Draco, his eyes gleaming with something that could send shivers down any normal person's spine, but oh, Draco was not any normal person to fall for that trick, his father had taught him how to stay cool and calm and not fall for such tricks like these.
"So . . . Orlando is it? Pray tell me what your last name is."
"Felton."
"Mr Felton . . . I see you've read about my son's disappearance," Lucius spoke to the Daily Prophet hanging loosely in Draco's pale hand, "It's been . . . how many weeks I can't even remember, but I hope he knows that the longer he doesn't show up, the more pain and suffering there'll be, and let me tell you that I don't mean that in a nice way."
Lucius's voice had dropped down to a whisper, and his face was merely inches away from Draco's. He leaned back and smirked, as the compartment door flung open.
"Hermione, Orli, are you two okay? Lavender said that she saw Lucius Malfoy in here."
Ron gasped through a mouthful of chocolate frogs, his hands full of famous Witches and Wizards cards. Harry and Ron both glared at Lucius as he raised an eyebrow and stood suddenly up, making all four of them grasp their wands and fling it in his face (Draco using his new wand which was much the same as his old one - a redwood and dragon heartstring). Lucius's smirk only grew wider as he stared at the four different wands. With one wave of his hand, he swept all four wands into his grasp. Ron gaped.
"How did you -
"He practices."
Draco answered, he would usually see his father training and doing such tricks with house elves, it was only natural. Cold blue eyes met with their maker. Landing on their feet, Lucius threw the wands lazily onto the floor. He turned to leave the compartment and was about to step out when he twisted his head around to gaze steadily at Draco.
"I'm afraid I must go, I have no time to talk to mere students right now, but seeing as I am the new defence against the dark arts teacher, I will have the chance to speak to all of you - I'm sure. Right now, however, talking to students is not on my list of things to do, seeing the sorting is first. I am very curious in knowing which people go into which houses."
And with a final flash of a smirk at Draco, Lucius left the compartment, leaving four very confused people. 'He can't know . . . can he? There is absolutely no way he could know, it's not possible . . . so why do I have that odd feeling that he's up to something? And that something isn't very pretty . . .'
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I have to admit, this is a lot shorter than the last chapter, the last few in fact, but I put it there to hold the suspense! Please review! It would mean a lot to me!
Oh and, pinch, punch first day of the month, no return!! TEEHEE!!! Sorry, habit . . .
Chapter twelve: Surprises unimaginable
MANY THANKS AND HUGZ TO ALL REVIEWERS, AKA:
*~*Burgundyred ~ Lol, it doesn't matter if you don't know, lots of other people did!! No, Lucius is never going to beat Draco in my fics!!! I agree, that is so cliché, Lucius will tell him off at some point though, I mean, how can you control someone if you don't, at least, SHOUT at them? In this fic, Draco is just kind of ignored by his family, and he's only there cus' they need an heir. I'm not sure I believe in that Narcissa being good thing either. I am so happy, you liked the book thing, I wasn't sure if anyone would!! You are so nice, thanks for reviewing, and I should've read Delusion by now!!
*~* hermyblack ~ Lol, I'm sure you won't DIE. But that was very nice of you to say so!! Thanks for the review, and for telling me which floor the Gryffindor common room is on, I do need it for future chapters!
*~* LythTaeraneth ~ Hehe, I love cliffhangers, oh how lovely they are!! You did indeed review twice, but not in the same chapter I mean, you reviewed chapters one AND two, made sense to me! Thanks so much for your ending thing, it was very helpful, and . . . whoops nearly gave away too much information there! I heard about your bro and his computer, so . . . and no, I won't use your version of the ending EXACTLY, that would be too . . . unprofessional!!
*~* harryforeva ~ Thanks so much for the review and telling me where the Gryffindor common room is, it's so nice to know people don't ignore your questions! You've never had digestives? I have, they're okay, depending on what food mood I'm in! As for the Lucius and Orli thing, continue to read and all shall be revealed!!! Kind of . . .
*~* Wolfen-alysha-draco-dragon ~ Lol, here is more! Thanks for the review, and it's okay, quite of few other people told me what floor Gryffindor common room is on, and it turns out it was on the seventh floor!!! Thanks for the review!!
*~* Dead Lenore ~ Phew, that's good news . . . . is it lemon meringue pie? I like them! Really? I never knew that little bit of information about their eyes, but I like to say silvery-blue, cus it makes it seem more unique, although grey is too . . . I don't know, all very confusing. I agree with the pointy face and white blonde hair though, it's platinum blonde isn't it? Lol, sorry about the spots, they'll go soon once Draco goes back!! ;D Lol, thanks for the reassurance on that ending bit, and it makes me so proud to have someone like you say the suspense was great!**Sniff** Oh, and thanks for the website, and the answer!!!
*~*ShortStuff10 ~ Er, yeah I think I did read the fourth chapter, I read it all!!! Lol, but it isn't finished yet . . . anyway, I really like that story, update soon! Draco in Gryffindor . . . you'll have to wait I'm afraid, and thanks for trying to find the answer. YAY I got Fleur's name right! I thought I would though, cus' I normally read stuff like name meanings when I'm bored.
*~* Loah ~ Here's the update, thanks for the review, and I don't really know what chumpish mean . . . please do tell!! Thanks again for reviewing!!
*~* Smileyface1314 ~ Errrrr . . . . no, no other reviewer has pointed out that I americanize everything, but that to me is REALLY strange (even though I know I do it, I watch too much telly :D), because I AM NOT AMERICAN - BRITISH ALL THE WAY!!! I kind of find that . . . not insulting, but definitely strange, I can't find the word . . . I'm kind of glad it adds humour, but I'm always warning that the humour might stop any second anyway, so, there you go. Thanks for the review!
Disclaimer: Nothing that I use in this fanfic is mine and shall never be unless J.K.Rowling is willing to sell it for at the most ten pounds. But if that was so, I'm guessing that someone that is not I would have gotten there first anyway so WHAT IS THE POINT???
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Time passed quickly once again and soon September the first had arrived. Draco felt awkward as he passed the thousands of muggles, all waiting impatiently for their train to arrive at Kings Cross. He knew of course, where the barrier between platforms nine and ten leading to platform nine and three quarters were, but obviously Hermione, Harry, Ron, Ginny (she had returned from her friends) and Lavender didn't know that.
They all rushed through the barrier when they thought no muggles were looking and boarded the train as quickly as they all could, waving goodbye to Mrs Weasley as the train roared out of sight. Draco of course, didn't stick his head out of the train window, he wasn't that kind of person and he knew that even Mrs Weasley knew that, although she had only known him for a short period of time, and even then it wasn't the real him.
Hermione sat down and opened up her Shakespeare book starting to read the first page. She was sitting next to Draco, and Draco was sitting nearest to the compartment door. Opposite them were Harry and Ron, who were both counting their money for enough sweets when the sweet lady would come to their compartment. Lavender, and Ginny had gone off to another compartment to find their other friends.
"Orli, Hermione, we're going to find the sweet lady okay? Ron over here's moaning is driving me nuts . . ." Harry glanced at Ron who looked like he was going to wet himself if he wasn't going to find the sweet lady soon. Draco suppressed a laugh, but couldn't contain himself to point the fact out.
"Yeah, I think you better go fast, he looks like he's wetting himself!"
Harry grinned while Ron scowled. "Sorry Hermione, you're going to have to do the Head duties by yourself for now, tell them I'm busy!!"
They both rushed out of the compartment, leaving only Draco, and Hermione - Draco just looking around for something to do, as normally he would go around the whole train and find someone to annoy, and Hermione, deep into her book, the one that she had bought at Flourish and Blotts the other day.
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About an hour had passed now, and still Ron and Harry were not back. During this time, Hermione had gone off to the prefect compartment to tell the new prefects their duties, alone, and had now come back. She was reading once again and had been for a while now. Draco took his new 'Nike' bag (a present from Dennis) and peeked inside at his books too, Uenisia was on the top, and when he had told Harry about it, Harry had insisted on buying some magic wrapping paper (the pictures moving) at a stationery shop (specialising in quills, ink bottles, and parchment) and he had even helped Draco wrap the book up, ready to give to Hermione sometime soon. Draco wasn't even sure if he WANTED to give the book to Hermione, but once he had told Harry what the woman at Flourish and Blotts had said, Harry had assumed that the book was for Hermione . . . and Draco hadn't felt like denying it, although he did now regret it. His evil side was practically chewing up his insides.
"What you looking at?"
"Huh?"
Draco jumped back in surprise and immediately closed his bag. Hermione had just suddenly stopped reading and was now leaning towards him, her book now on the opposite compartment seat where Ron would have been sitting, had he not gone early to find the sweet lady.
"Why'd you stop reading?"
"Hmm? Oh, my mum always told me to not read so much in such a short time, she always used to say that I would have to get glasses if I read so much, and she said it would make me uglier. I didn't see her point, I'm already ugly now, she wouldn't listen, but I ignored her anyway."
"Oh . . . I'm sorry."
"That's okay, I got a letter today from Dumbledore saying my parents are stable now, and if I wasn't going to Hogwarts today, my mum would love to see me, she's woken up now, but dad still hasn't. Dennis has been to see them though."
"Yeah, I know."
"You do?"
"Er . . . now you've told me I know."
'Great answer Draco,' he thought, 'you've really hidden the fact that you've been keeping contact with Dennis, Draco, you are a plonker.' That was Draco's 'Orli' side; Draco's evil side would never EVER insult himself!!! As Draco now had an identity crisis, he had two sides to himself, one side that was his 'Orli' side, the good 'angel' on his right shoulder. His other side was the evil side, and the old side, the 'devil' on his left shoulder (sorry if I've said this before, I can't remember so I'm saying it again!).
Hermione raised an eyebrow suspiciously, she obviously didn't believe a word he had just said - 'Oh well, better luck next time, you can't always be a GOOD cheating lying idiot all the time.'
"Right, anyway, I wonder what house you're going to be in? I hope you get in Gryffindor!! That's the house I'm in, but I think Ravenclaw's are good too!! Hufflepuff is okay, they're very nice, but you don't even want to consider going into Slytherin, no one ever turns out good in SLYTHERIN, for example, Draco Malfoy, he's a very upstuck and cowardly person, and he is in Slytherin."
Draco controlled himself and took a very deep breath - also trying to hide the fact that he was even trying to calm himself to Hermione. Potter and co. had insulted him so much over the time he had stayed with them, and you would have thought he would have gotten over it by now - but no, Draco was too full of Malfoy pride to ever let anyone talk nasty words about him without FEELING any anger whatsoever.
Hermione didn't notice Draco's effort to calm down. She grabbed the Daily Prophet out of her bag and frowned at the front page.
"You know, I feel kind of guilty talking about Malfoy like that, he's still missing, and if he comes back as a ghost . . . not that I'm saying he's dead mind you. Do you want to read this for yourself?"
Draco gladly and hurriedly took the paper from Hermione, his eyes scanning quickly over the words on the page. He was on the front page AGAIN and had been for quite some time, after all, his father had money, enough money to buy the front cover everyday to try and find his only heir and only pain in his entire life. This time though, another picture of him was on the front page, and this one more recently. It was a photo of him that had been taken on his mother's birthday, when she had officially announced that Draco was to train everyday to be ready when it was time for him to receive the dark mark. He was scowling and mumbling swear words.
The article read:
'Draco Malfoy has been missing for many weeks now, but still detectives argue against many ministry members that Master Malfoy is not dead. They have now traced his steps, and decided that he had last been to a field nearby his Aunt and Uncle's home before he had disappeared, no one else has been seen in that field for over five years, which makes it all the more suspicious.
Magic still prevents the detectives from finding the whereabouts of Master Malfoy. Everytime they have tried to use any form of contact - for example, crystal ball gazing, using a wand map (a mark will burn purple if the person can be sensed there) - one message appears in pink sugar right before their very eyes:
DON'T JUDGE BY APPEARANCE, FOR I AM THE MAGICIAN
Detectives have no idea what this could possibly mean but they are seriously working on it, as Mr Lucius Malfoy says that there is more at stake than their wages if they do not find his son.
Mrs Narcissa Black-Malfoy is staying home at the Malfoy Manor in case her son decides to play a surprise visit, Mr Malfoy, however, has decided to stay at Hogwarts in case his son shows up. Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School has said that there were no extra rooms for him to stay, only one room, that is reserved for this years new Defence Against the Dark Arts Teacher. Therefore, Mr Lucius Malfoy shall be teaching at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, despite the fact that many say the position is cursed.'
Silence.
Draco gulped. His father . . . was going to be the new DADA teacher. This was definitely not good, he would definitely find out who he was if he taught him every week . . . if he didn't already know that is. Draco did not like the sound of this, anything could happen if his father was IN Hogwarts, he could even sneak the Dark Lord into the school and try to murder Potter in his sleep!! How could Dumbledore be stupid enough to let this happen?
Hermione began to talk. "I know, Lucius Malfoy -
"Did anyone mention my name?"
Hermione and Draco spun around to face the sneering face of the one and only Lucius Malfoy. Draco's jaw automatically set, his fists clenched and his eyes cold. Hermione glaring at the man that stood at the compartment door. Lucius glanced at the paper still in Draco's hands, then back up at Draco. He smirked and entered the compartment, closing the door behind him and settling himself down as the two teens stared at him.
"What are you doing here? Those seats are for Harry and Ron." Hermione said with as much venom as she could. Lucius stretched out on the seats and smirked at Draco, his eyes gleaming with something that could send shivers down any normal person's spine, but oh, Draco was not any normal person to fall for that trick, his father had taught him how to stay cool and calm and not fall for such tricks like these.
"So . . . Orlando is it? Pray tell me what your last name is."
"Felton."
"Mr Felton . . . I see you've read about my son's disappearance," Lucius spoke to the Daily Prophet hanging loosely in Draco's pale hand, "It's been . . . how many weeks I can't even remember, but I hope he knows that the longer he doesn't show up, the more pain and suffering there'll be, and let me tell you that I don't mean that in a nice way."
Lucius's voice had dropped down to a whisper, and his face was merely inches away from Draco's. He leaned back and smirked, as the compartment door flung open.
"Hermione, Orli, are you two okay? Lavender said that she saw Lucius Malfoy in here."
Ron gasped through a mouthful of chocolate frogs, his hands full of famous Witches and Wizards cards. Harry and Ron both glared at Lucius as he raised an eyebrow and stood suddenly up, making all four of them grasp their wands and fling it in his face (Draco using his new wand which was much the same as his old one - a redwood and dragon heartstring). Lucius's smirk only grew wider as he stared at the four different wands. With one wave of his hand, he swept all four wands into his grasp. Ron gaped.
"How did you -
"He practices."
Draco answered, he would usually see his father training and doing such tricks with house elves, it was only natural. Cold blue eyes met with their maker. Landing on their feet, Lucius threw the wands lazily onto the floor. He turned to leave the compartment and was about to step out when he twisted his head around to gaze steadily at Draco.
"I'm afraid I must go, I have no time to talk to mere students right now, but seeing as I am the new defence against the dark arts teacher, I will have the chance to speak to all of you - I'm sure. Right now, however, talking to students is not on my list of things to do, seeing the sorting is first. I am very curious in knowing which people go into which houses."
And with a final flash of a smirk at Draco, Lucius left the compartment, leaving four very confused people. 'He can't know . . . can he? There is absolutely no way he could know, it's not possible . . . so why do I have that odd feeling that he's up to something? And that something isn't very pretty . . .'
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I have to admit, this is a lot shorter than the last chapter, the last few in fact, but I put it there to hold the suspense! Please review! It would mean a lot to me!
Oh and, pinch, punch first day of the month, no return!! TEEHEE!!! Sorry, habit . . .