DRACO MALFOY by Abagail Malfoy

I changed my pen name to Anitra Pachelbel!!!

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Summary: Draco Malfoy… One hardly ever stops to think about what that name truly implies. He will have grown out of his childish rant of pathetic insults to show the world what he really is –Evil.

A/N: Here is the next chapter, I hope you enjoy it, And if you don't… well that's tough for you.

Master, master, where's the dreams that I've been after?

Master, master, you promised only lies.

Laughter, laughter, all I hear and see is laughter.

Laughter, laughter, laughing at my cries.

Chapter two

"Lucius!"

"Sir"

"I am sure you will allow me to speak to your son"

"Of course sir"

"Alone"

"Yes, yes of course sir"

With that as last, Lucius Malfoy retired from the dark room in which they stood in, leaving Draco alone with Lord Voldemort, Not a very comfortable position Draco knew.

"Draco"

"My Lord"

Draco bowed low, his proof of respect answered only by a snicker from the tall thin man standing near in front of him.

"You are exactly like your father, always bowing and speaking so… curtly"

He murmured something inaudible and then snickered again, Draco Malfoy said nothing.

"You must be wondering why I summoned you here alone, so I will answer your doubts.

There are a few people that have come to my attention in your school; People that are too powerful for my liking and are clearly against me.

I am afraid to say that you are the only true follower I have In Hogwarts therefore I have no other prospects.

I want these people exterminated, do you understand?"

It was Draco's turn to snicker.

"And may I ask how exactly you intend me to kill these people? Aveda Kedevra!?"

And then he burst out laughing. A proposition so daft from a person who was supposedly so wise, was undeniably quite amusing.

"I am terribly ashamed of my insolence sir, But I must say, your proposition is quite awkward. These people might be unaware at times, but I do not believe that they are so foolish and vacant.

It is clear that all of the staff can perform a tracking spell, the plan is pathetic my lord"

"So you dare question me? No one had done something that foolish for years. You have much to learn mister Malfoy, and I suggest you start soon. You will do as I say. The tactics you use are your problem, make sure you do things properly!"

Draco Malfoy felt acute pain crashing into his head, barely missing his right eye, the last thing he felt was a piece of parchment being thrown directly at him, the door crashing and his body hitting the floor.

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"Draco?"

"Son!?"

Draco opened one eye and saw the slightly flushed face of his father straight above him. Lucius let out a small sigh of relief, Though the man hardly ever showed it, he was very fond of his son.

Draco still felt pain in his head, but he could see clearly.

"Are you fit to stand?"

"Yes."

As if to prove it, Draco Malfoy stood up, taking the folded piece of parchment and hiding it subtly behind his robes, his father however, was not as slow as he sometimes wished he would be.

"What is that you have there?"

"It's nothing, It's…"

"Don't stutter."

Lucius Malfoy held out his hand as a clear signal to Draco to hand over the piece of parchment that he himself had not read. He did what he was signaled to do, the older man quickly snatching the piece of parchment.

In an untidy scrawl were listed the names of ten people.

"So, A list of names. What is this for?"

Draco knew it was useless to lie to his father, he was much too clever to believe lies, however well told they were.

"They are people I have to kill in Hogwarts."

Lucius turned his head abruptly to face his son,His eyes opened slightly wider than usual. Lucius muttered something, yet Draco was questioned no further. Lucius folded the note again and handed it to his son.

"Don't get caught"

Draco nodded.

Both men touched Lucius' staff and instantly disappeared.

Once they had made their entrance at the manor, Draco made his way to his room. His head was pounding heavily, it was beginning to blur his vision. He arrived at his room to find his bags already packed alongside with a small note on the top of his trunk.

Draco:

I'm sorry, It was late. I sent Dinny to pack for you.

Narcissa

Draco silently thanked his mother as he walked toward the mirror in his bathroom.

He looked awful. There was a large wound over his right eye. It looked gruesome by cause of the dry blood framing the right side of his face.

He cleaned his face using water only, and wincing slightly at the contact of his wound and the cold water.

Despite the cold water, he was drowsy and of course sleepy. So, thinking of nothing better to do, he laid down on his bed, slowly pulling heavy duvets over his frail body, and then he did what he had not done in a long time. He fell into a dreamless sleep.

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"Draco, wake up"

Draco woke up feeling incredibly well rested, even though his head was still throbbing.

Narcissa drew the curtains, revealing a lazy morning sun.

"Wake up son, I trust you are feeling better. Today is your return to Hogwarts"

"Yes mother, I will be ready in a few minutes"

"Excellent. Are you sure you are feeling fine? You don't look well."

"Do not trouble yourself mother, I will be fine."

Narcissa smiled lightly to him before leaving the room.

Draco woke up hesitantly, he showered and robed himself and began to make his way to the breakfast table, unsurprised to find his baggage waiting for him.

Breakfast went quietly for the Malfoys. None of them raising their heads from the sight of their food, it was a rather awkward and uncomfortable silence, but it was finally broken by the sound of the three of them standing.

Lucius Malfoy was to take Draco to the station.

He kissed his mother goodbye and walked out of the breakfast room closely behind his father.

"How will we get there father?"

"We will use a portkey that will leave us in a hidden alley close to the station, then we will walk"

Draco nodded.

Once at the station, trying his best not to touch anything around him, he began to recognize people.

Lucius stopped walking, naturally, so did Draco.

"Son I am in a hurry. I must leave you here"

"Yes father"

"Be careful Draco."

With a curt nod he was gone.

Draco kept walking to the platform, quickly reaching it, and entering it quickly, oblivious to the stares he was receiving for his wounded face and his robes.

The platform was crowded, before he gave it much thought, he bumped into three figures. One raven-haired, another one red-headed and the last, a brunette. It was the dream team.

He stared at them with an amused smile.

"What do you want Malfoy"

"A lot of things"

He smirked and began to walk away.

"What, No witty comebacks this time?"

"And what got your face?!"

"No, no witty comebacks and if you don't mind, I need to get through, I have very important things to do, and Granger, my affairs are mine only"

Harry moved out of the way, and the trio watched him walk away dumbstruck.

Draco was feeling smug. At least he now knew who his first victim would be- Hermionie Granger.

Master, master, where's the dreams that I've been after?

Master, master, you promised only lies.

Laughter, laughter, all I hear and see is laughter.

Laughter, laughter, laughing at my cries.

Soooooooooo… That was it. I truly hope you liked it, because it was definitely fun to write.

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