The Sun Falls

A/N: I haven't done these and long time! Anyway please read and review. I made this one really long because I was getting kind of mad at the length of my others one since they were pretty short. And thanks to Grace [Rathien Nikolai] for reviewing the last chapter and persuading me to start writing more chapters! [This will be the last author's note in a long time I promise!]

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does.

Chapter 3

Pain.

Physical pain that leads to suffering, maybe death will come soon after. When will it be my turn? Today? Tomorrow? Years later? I will never know will I.

Or maybe it's mental pain. Someone is hurting my mind trying to trigger it so that it can blow in to tiny little pieces all over the world, a part of me in every country and island that exists so that every place can have a little of me.

Or maybe it is seeing a loved one die right in my hand because I have been so cruel to the world and they have to pay for my mistakes so that I can suffer even more than I am supposed to. Just thinking of that pains me.

Looking at me, what do people see anyway?

A boy of the age sixteen with silverish blond hair, possibly looking like a snob with a knife up his buttocks. Damn, what is wrong with me?

"Draco, stop putting your self down! You sound like an idiot!" a sharp voice from above said.

I fell out of bed and had a few of my textbooks hit me all over my body as they fell on top of me. "Uh, hi Cho." I said getting back into bed while picking up the books that fell and placed them on top of my trunk.

"Scared you, didn't I?" she said laughing a bit.

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, you did. Anything I can do for you?" I asked her.

"Do you really have a knife up your butt?" she asked wondering if this was true.

I rolled my eyes again. "Gee, if I really had a knife up my ass wouldn't I be looking as if I were in some kind of pain. Don't you think?" I asked her.

"I know that." She said. "And stop putting yourself down you have other things to worry about now. So don't go putting stuff up your butt because I don't think that's quite healthy." She said. "And plus I don't think Hermione would like that too much or rather any other person who likes you. And I wouldn't like it either." She said jokingly. "Well I'm going to go now. So see ya." She said and left.

"Um.bye." I replied. I guess I should go to dinner now. I'm kind of hungry. Maybe Blaise is in the common room and we can go together or something. I exited my dorm and went down the stairs to go to the common room. And I looked around to see that Blaise was not in the common room.

"Hey sexy."

"What?" I replied confused and turned around quickly to see who said that. "Millicent Bulstrode!" I yelped.

"You know my name." She said looking a little high.

"Um, that's because you're in my year." I said. "What d'ya want?"

"Well, I was wondering if you could hook me up with Vincent. Since you hooked up Pansy with Gregory. And you guys are like- best friends!" she said.

I blinked. "What do I get in return?" I replied smirking.

It was Bulstrode's turn to blink. "What do you mean?" she asked confused.

I rolled my eyes. Now I'm Mr. Matchmaker of the Slytherin House. Are you kidding me? This is really disgusting. "You know I'm doing you a favor. Now you have to do me a favor." I told her.

"What?" she said looking quite dazed.

I shook my head in disbelief. "Okay. This is how it's going to work. I'll hook you up with Crabbe IF you don't make out with him in front of me or do any of that lovey dovey crap." I said. "And you have to tell Pansy the same thing or else the deal is off." I said.

She blinked. "Okay, Draco. I'll do that." She said jumping up and down.

"Fine. Then I'll talk to Crabbe." I told her.

"Thank you." She said as she threw herself onto me as I fell on the floor.

Oh my gosh, I think I'm going to die. "Mi-lli-cent- can-you-get-off-of-me- please." I said trying to gasp for some air.

"What do you mean, Draco? I'm thanking you." She said not knowing her body weight was squashing me and her arms were around my neck. Yup, I might die of lack of air because I was hugged to death.

"I'm dying." I managed to get out.

"Oh!" Millicent gasped as she got off of me.

"Thank you." I said still lying on the floor for a moment and then regained my composure and left the common room. Then walked into the Great Hall. I looked around glancing at each of the House tables. Hoping I would catch a glimpse of that special someone who was in the Gryffindor House. But to my luck she wasn't there. I sat next to the 7th year, Morgana Flint.

"Hey captain." She said cheerfully.

"Hey." I replied.

"You don't look good." She said looking at me carefully.

"You have Bulstrode try to hug you and come back and tell me how it went." I told her.

"I'll pass on that. Thank you very much." She said. "Did you get the schedule for Quidditch?" she asked.

"Nope. Not yet, I get it tomorrow after class." I said.

"Oh I see. I hope we play Hufflepuff." She said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Jordan Stenton dumped me." She said pissed off a bit.

"Lovely." I muttered.

"We should get new beaters too. I'm not a fan of Crabbe and Goyle. They're too stupid." She said.

"Really? You realized this when?" I asked her.

She rolled her eyes. "Shut up." She said punching me lightly on the shoulder.

"Why did Stenton dump you anyway?" I asked her out of all seriousness.

She sighed heavily. "I was scared that's it." She said.

I raised an eyebrow. "Scared of what?"

"You know, taking the relationship to a whole new level. It scared me. I felt as though I wasn't ready." She said.

"Lovely, he was trying to rape you." I said.

"Not really."

"What?"

"He was not trying to have sex with me." She said.

"Then what was he trying to do?" I asked.

"Marry me." She said.

I blinked. "Okay, you got me there. Well I hope we play Hufflepuff for your sake." I told her.

She smiled and then nodded. "Cheese?" she offered me some Swiss cheese.

"No thanks." I replied.

She shrugged. "Maybe we will play Gryffindor. Those goodies need a few good lessons or two. It scares how much they kiss the Headmaster's and the other professor's butts." She said shuddering at the very thought.

"Lovely image to put into my mind, Morgana. And I'm eating!" I told her.

She smirked. "I can't help it if it's true you know." She looked at the wall where a young female ghost and her mother were chatting and looking at sky.

"We're going to be like them soon right." I said in a low voice.

She nodded. "Whether we like it or not. We may not end up as ghosts but we will definitely be dead." She said softly. "Oh what am I saying. I sound like one of them prefects or Ravenclaws." She said.

I snickered. "I'm going to prove to everyone that a Slytherin can be the Head Boy." I said boldly.

"Alrighty, Mr. Malfoy. Sorry to burst your bubble but there hasn't been a Slytherin Head Girl or Boy in about oh-a decade." She said.

"Then I'll save the world!" I said jokingly.

"You're not Potter, Draco don't go trying to save the world." Morgana said in all seriousness.

"What?"

Her eyes saddened. "Once a Slytherin, always Slytherin. Nothing can change that and you know it, I know it and everyone knows it. You can't go on doing Gryffindor-like things, or Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff." She said standing up. "Draco, I like you and all but you can't change like that. It's your destiny to be a Slytherin and be on the dark side or the neutral side. You can never be on light's side because you weren't born to do so." She said and walked away.

I stared at my food in silence. I was so happy not thinking of anything You- know-who related and now Morgana has to ruin my mood by giving me a lecture on my destiny. How does she know what is going to happen to me. And the destiny that I have to fulfill heck I don't even know about it. But what really scares me was that she was being nice in the beginning when we weren't talking about the Houses.

"Hi Draco."

I looked up and I saw Crabbe. Bulstrode. "I was looking for you!" I told him.

"Really?" he asked confused.

I nodded my head. "Sit down." I said motioning him to sit in front of me. He sat down. "You look like you need a girlfriend." I said to him.

"What. Huh? Yes, I suppose that would be nice. Is she tasty?" he asked.

"Pardon?"

"You know, is she yummy." He asked.

"Where I come from you don't eat girls that you are going to dead. In fact you don't eat girls in general." I told him.

"You don't? I thought people did." He said stupidly.

I glared at him. "Is your mum dead?"

"No." he replied.

"Therefore where you come from and where I come from is the same freaking place and that people don't eat each other!" I said, a little pissed at the fact it was going to be extremely hard for Crabbe and Bulstrode to hook up.

He blinked.

Aha! I finally got an idea. Bribery was the answer. "Hey Crabbe, remember the muffins my mother sent me?" I asked him.

He nodded.

"I'll give you two of those if you ask Millicent Bulstrode out." I said.

"Okay!" he replied drooling already.

"The muffins are in our dorm." I replied. I looked toward the door and I saw Bulstrode, Parkinson and Blaise. "Well speaking of Millicent there she is." I said pointing towards her. "So go ask her out." I said kicking him lightly. He got up and went to her. I continued to eat my food and did not even bother look to see what method he was using to win her over. All I could hear was a constant giggle here and there.

"Hey!" Blaise said. "Did you see Crabbe trying to ask Millicent out?" she asked.

"No. I just convinced him to ask her." I replied eating a potato.

"Oh." She said sitting down as I stood up. "You're leaving already? I just got here." She said pouting.

"Sorry. I have things to do." I replied and left the Great Hall and walked to the library where much studying needed to be done.