~A Prediction and All You Need~
~*~*_*~*~
Another week had passed by and Draco couldn't stop thinking about the sexy emerald eyes namely as the famous Harry Potter. Draco admitted that Harry was attractive and simply eye-catching plus with his innocence. It was Divination and Draco didn't pay any attention towards the class. But Draco realized that starting from the prediction of bad sign of Goyle, every time Trelawney predicted something, it did really happen.
"Mr. Malfoy, can you please pay attention with your crystal ball?"
Draco looked at his crystal ball. The crystal ball eventually turned into red. Trelawney went towards him and in her face, she looked quite surprised. "There is a prediction, a once in a lifetime prediction. This is quite rare, Mr. Malfoy, you should be proud."
The entire Slytherin house stopped and looked at their Head-Boy, even the Ravenclaw house stopped too. Everyone eager to know what is it. "Red mean love so, it's the prediction of your love."
Blaise whispered at Draco's ear, "Oooh- congrats for finding you destiny in such a young age. Besides, since the Goyle bad sign, her prediction always right."
~*~*_*~*~
Peter Pettigrew escorted the Dark Lord himself towards a big old brownish oak door. They both entered the room and in front of them, there was a huge mirror. It was almost alike the Mirror of Erised but this one, it was bigger and it has the frame of silvery and golden with the art or roses and naginis curled around the mirror.
"So, this is the mirror that will show the Potter boy?" asked Voldemort, looking at the mirror and touched the frame. The naginis eyes spark as if preying their victim. Hissing sound could be heard from the mirror's frame that was covered more than thirty naginis.
"Yes, my lord. It is the Naginis Eye Mirror," answered Peter.
"Good, very good." Voldemort looked at his reflection before saying, "Now, show me Harry Potter!" Voldemort's voice boomed around the room.
~*~*_*~*~
"In the week of Halloween, you would meet this person. In that time, you would exactly pass a painting of Virgin Virginia and then, you would turn left. But it must be exactly midnight of Halloween. There, will you find your true love," Trelawney finished her sentence with a dreamy tone in it. All the Slytherin and Ravenclaw looked at Draco and then they started chattering about who will be the lucky girl and some would just boasted that they would be the lucky one except for one particular girl from Slytherin, Pansy Parkinson. "I don't think it's true. C'mon, it is just Trelawney's stupid prediction. Duh!" But deep in her heart, she was curious to know who the bloody hell girl that going to steal away her Draco. On the bright side of hers, she really hoped the lucky girl was her.
Draco was still gazing at his crystal ball. He felt nervous but in his other mind, it kept on telling him, 'It's just Trelawney's prediction. It must be a joke well, just look at Potter! She had predicted every year that Potter will faced death but hey, he's still alive, look young and healthy not forgotten that he's getting sexy over the summer- WAIT A MINUTE! Did I just say that Potter-SEXY?!' He couldn't take it anymore. It gave him more headaches.
~*~*_*~*~
Draco walked along the hallway and passed a painting called Virgin Virginia, the same painting that Trelawney had said in her prediction. Draco stopped and observed the painting. It showed a beautiful lady who has the brightest emerald eyes with long ebony black hair that tight into a bun. This reminded Draco a brunette.
The history of the painting was that Virginia was cursed by a spell that could make someone who is pure and still a virgin, bare a child. The baby itself then chooses the father and the father was Theseus Malfoy, his great, great, great grandfather. "Grandma, grandma, if you pregnant a baby Malfoy, why they still title you as the Virgin Virginia?
"That's because she's pregnant before she even sleep with anyone," a voiced appeared behind Draco. Draco jumped with surprised and turned towards the intruder who dare to disturb him but was stopped in mid-way.
"Severus, you make me jump!" It was his godfather.
"Besides, it is kind of possible of how suddenly you can get pregnant without doing anything except for that kind of curse." Severus smiled and said, "Sorry to bother you." Severus walked towards in front of the painting and looked at Virginia.
"Do those wizards still use this kind of spell?"
"No, it's forbidden actually. But-"
"But what?"
"Voldemort had summoned this curse."
"To who?"
"But history repeat itself and half of it would condemn repeating it," Severus said, ignoring the question that his godson gave to him.
Draco, instead looking at the painting, he looked at Severus. 'What did he mean?' thought Draco. Severus turned the other way and left but before that, he said, "I wished I could put you out from 'his' story so-called 'history' of his but, it seems that even fate is planning this too and is now playing with us. But still, stay away form 'this'!"
"Severus, I don't understand. What do you mean, 'his 'story'' and the 'history'. Severus, Severus!" His godfather had gone far away from him.
He was getting confused. Everything was getting weirder and weirder. If only he knew what did he mean.
~*~*_*~*~
It was after dinner and Harry was walking with Ron. They passed a painting which was also the same painting that Draco and Severus had been seeing at. Ron stopped and walked back to the painting. He studied the painting and said, "She does a bit look like you, Harry."
"Virgin Virginia," said Harry to himself and observed the painting too. She was indeed very beautiful especially her emerald eyes. "I wonder what's the history about her?" asked Ron. "I don't know either," answered Harry back.
The painting showed that Virginia was touching her stomach and unconsciously, Harry touched his stomach too, still gazing at the painting. Virginia smiled towards Harry and rubbed her stomach. "And you acted like her," joked Ron after seeing that Harry rubbed his stomach too.
"I wonder if I could call you, Virgin Harry."
"RON!"
~*~*_*~*~
While Voldemort was in front of the mirror, looking at the boy namely as Harry Potter, Peter received a packet from one of the Death-eaters. The packet was quite heavy that he needed to carry them with his both hands. Voldemort turned and looked at the packet that Peter was holding. "Let me guess; is that the packet for our victims?"
"Yes, my lord. The 'Hide and Seek Dolls'."
Voldemort gave out an evil grin and looked at the Naginis Eye Mirror which was showing Harry and Ron, looking at the painting of Virgin Virginia.
"My lord, if you don't mind, I have a question to ask you."
"Don't dare you ask me stupid question, Pettigrew!"
"Of course, my lord, well, do you think it is right to make Potter pregnant. I mean, the baby will be stronger than the Dark- um- I-"
"I know what you mean, of course, with the mix blood and power of the infamous Potter and the pureblood ancient of Malfoy, the baby would be stronger than me. Don't worry about it. I have some interesting plan and to make the 'story' of this 'history' of mine more complicated and motivating, this Hide and Seek Dolls will lead the first plot," Voldemort finished his sentences with a glint of evilness.
"And how do you plan to make the ending?"
"The baby should be at our hand, the Dark side."
~*~*_*~*~
Harry walked along the hallway which was the way to the Gryffindor's dorm. He was actually just after the meet between him and Dumbledore. They were discussing about the baby that he bare right now.
'I could feel it. That feeling, but so faint. One more week and it will be Halloween. It would be stronger on that time.'
He passed several classrooms. While he was thinking about the baby thing, he accidentally bumped into someone and his butt hit the cold hard floor. He twitched a bit and looked up.
It was Malfoy!
There, he felt it again, the thing that he felt when he was in the infirmary. He shook it away and tried to forget it.
"Potter!"
That voice.
"Malfoy!"
"Luckily it is not after curfew or else I likely to take some points away from the goody-goody Gryffindor."
"Shut up and get the hell away from me!"
"Get the hell away from you?! Now, who was the one that bumped into me?"
"Ok, I'LL GET AWAY FROM YOU!" Harry quickly walked away but was blocked by Draco.
"Malfoy, you're blocking my way!"
"Not until I ask you a question."
"Just die in the ditch!" Harry pushed Draco away but he, with his Seeker ability, he quickly snatched Harry's arm and held it tightly.
"LET ME GO YOU STUPID HEAD!"
"Stupid head?! Ten points for calling your Head-Boy a stupid head. Now, tell me, why that Bumblebee of old-crack-pot quit you from Quidditch. Besides, there is something that I didn't know at all."
"It's none of your business to know!"
"That's not the answer I want, Golden-Potty boy."
"Just let me go or I'll punch you!" He punched Draco's stomach hard.
"OUCH! HEY, HOW DARE YOU!" Draco tried to punch Harry's face but he quickly dodged it away. He pushed Harry to the floor and pinned him to the ground. He tried to punched Harry's stomach when suddenly, "NO! NOT THE TUMMY!" Draco stopped mid-way and looked at Harry. He was confused and wondered why.
"I don't care if you punch my other part of the body but not the tummy, please." In his voice, it was as if he was desperately. Draco studied the brunette that pinned beneath him. Draco realized about their state and got up. At the back of his mind, a voice kept on telling him, 'Talk to him.'
"Sorry," Draco blurted out.
Harry looked at him, 'Did he just said that he's sorry or there is something wrong with my hearing?' Draco then turned the other way round and started to walk away when he accidentally slipped on something and Harry quickly caught him. After he got his balance, he stood up.
"Always the hero, I'm probably one of the lucky people been caught by the famous Harry Potter."
"Just because I've got fame and then you offered me your friendship, on our first year?"
"Your fame, what for? I've my own fame."
"I hate the attention of being the boy-who-lived, the Golden Boy, the Wonder Boy and all those names the people called me. Why just the public can't sees me as if I'm just a simple, normal boy!"
"You're not normal, you're a wizard!"
"Shut up. All I need is the attention of being someone else, being the person who the real me, not the one with this- bloody stupid scar! Damnit, why did I tell you this thing?!" Harry looked as if he wanted to break down but a tear slipped and he quickly ran away from Draco.
Draco looked at the small faint of Harry. 'Great,' thought Draco. 'You make him cry. Hell, why did I feel sorry for him. I should be happy that he's crying!'
Draco was deep in his thought and he whispered to himself, "All you need is the attention of real love." He looked at his side and stared at the view through the big window which was facing the Forbidden Forest.
And he whispered to himself too, "And all I need is the attention of real love too." His thoughts wandered towards his both parents and his face turned to a sad expression. "Why they just afraid to show me how much they love me?"
tbc
~*~*_*~*~
A/N: YATTA! I finished type this in one day! Well, I end this chapter with bit angst. Actually, I planned to type this story until the Hide and Seek Dolls appeared but I'm too lazy to type right now so, I just end it till here! By the way, thanks to the reviews and I love you guys!
Jiro
Sylvia Sylverton
Black Tear
zeynel
kendra1117
hpgryffin
devilgirl5
Nymoue
The Shadow Bandit
Sapphire11
blackunicorn
cerberis
~Atsu Tenshi~
~*~*_*~*~
Another week had passed by and Draco couldn't stop thinking about the sexy emerald eyes namely as the famous Harry Potter. Draco admitted that Harry was attractive and simply eye-catching plus with his innocence. It was Divination and Draco didn't pay any attention towards the class. But Draco realized that starting from the prediction of bad sign of Goyle, every time Trelawney predicted something, it did really happen.
"Mr. Malfoy, can you please pay attention with your crystal ball?"
Draco looked at his crystal ball. The crystal ball eventually turned into red. Trelawney went towards him and in her face, she looked quite surprised. "There is a prediction, a once in a lifetime prediction. This is quite rare, Mr. Malfoy, you should be proud."
The entire Slytherin house stopped and looked at their Head-Boy, even the Ravenclaw house stopped too. Everyone eager to know what is it. "Red mean love so, it's the prediction of your love."
Blaise whispered at Draco's ear, "Oooh- congrats for finding you destiny in such a young age. Besides, since the Goyle bad sign, her prediction always right."
~*~*_*~*~
Peter Pettigrew escorted the Dark Lord himself towards a big old brownish oak door. They both entered the room and in front of them, there was a huge mirror. It was almost alike the Mirror of Erised but this one, it was bigger and it has the frame of silvery and golden with the art or roses and naginis curled around the mirror.
"So, this is the mirror that will show the Potter boy?" asked Voldemort, looking at the mirror and touched the frame. The naginis eyes spark as if preying their victim. Hissing sound could be heard from the mirror's frame that was covered more than thirty naginis.
"Yes, my lord. It is the Naginis Eye Mirror," answered Peter.
"Good, very good." Voldemort looked at his reflection before saying, "Now, show me Harry Potter!" Voldemort's voice boomed around the room.
~*~*_*~*~
"In the week of Halloween, you would meet this person. In that time, you would exactly pass a painting of Virgin Virginia and then, you would turn left. But it must be exactly midnight of Halloween. There, will you find your true love," Trelawney finished her sentence with a dreamy tone in it. All the Slytherin and Ravenclaw looked at Draco and then they started chattering about who will be the lucky girl and some would just boasted that they would be the lucky one except for one particular girl from Slytherin, Pansy Parkinson. "I don't think it's true. C'mon, it is just Trelawney's stupid prediction. Duh!" But deep in her heart, she was curious to know who the bloody hell girl that going to steal away her Draco. On the bright side of hers, she really hoped the lucky girl was her.
Draco was still gazing at his crystal ball. He felt nervous but in his other mind, it kept on telling him, 'It's just Trelawney's prediction. It must be a joke well, just look at Potter! She had predicted every year that Potter will faced death but hey, he's still alive, look young and healthy not forgotten that he's getting sexy over the summer- WAIT A MINUTE! Did I just say that Potter-SEXY?!' He couldn't take it anymore. It gave him more headaches.
~*~*_*~*~
Draco walked along the hallway and passed a painting called Virgin Virginia, the same painting that Trelawney had said in her prediction. Draco stopped and observed the painting. It showed a beautiful lady who has the brightest emerald eyes with long ebony black hair that tight into a bun. This reminded Draco a brunette.
The history of the painting was that Virginia was cursed by a spell that could make someone who is pure and still a virgin, bare a child. The baby itself then chooses the father and the father was Theseus Malfoy, his great, great, great grandfather. "Grandma, grandma, if you pregnant a baby Malfoy, why they still title you as the Virgin Virginia?
"That's because she's pregnant before she even sleep with anyone," a voiced appeared behind Draco. Draco jumped with surprised and turned towards the intruder who dare to disturb him but was stopped in mid-way.
"Severus, you make me jump!" It was his godfather.
"Besides, it is kind of possible of how suddenly you can get pregnant without doing anything except for that kind of curse." Severus smiled and said, "Sorry to bother you." Severus walked towards in front of the painting and looked at Virginia.
"Do those wizards still use this kind of spell?"
"No, it's forbidden actually. But-"
"But what?"
"Voldemort had summoned this curse."
"To who?"
"But history repeat itself and half of it would condemn repeating it," Severus said, ignoring the question that his godson gave to him.
Draco, instead looking at the painting, he looked at Severus. 'What did he mean?' thought Draco. Severus turned the other way and left but before that, he said, "I wished I could put you out from 'his' story so-called 'history' of his but, it seems that even fate is planning this too and is now playing with us. But still, stay away form 'this'!"
"Severus, I don't understand. What do you mean, 'his 'story'' and the 'history'. Severus, Severus!" His godfather had gone far away from him.
He was getting confused. Everything was getting weirder and weirder. If only he knew what did he mean.
~*~*_*~*~
It was after dinner and Harry was walking with Ron. They passed a painting which was also the same painting that Draco and Severus had been seeing at. Ron stopped and walked back to the painting. He studied the painting and said, "She does a bit look like you, Harry."
"Virgin Virginia," said Harry to himself and observed the painting too. She was indeed very beautiful especially her emerald eyes. "I wonder what's the history about her?" asked Ron. "I don't know either," answered Harry back.
The painting showed that Virginia was touching her stomach and unconsciously, Harry touched his stomach too, still gazing at the painting. Virginia smiled towards Harry and rubbed her stomach. "And you acted like her," joked Ron after seeing that Harry rubbed his stomach too.
"I wonder if I could call you, Virgin Harry."
"RON!"
~*~*_*~*~
While Voldemort was in front of the mirror, looking at the boy namely as Harry Potter, Peter received a packet from one of the Death-eaters. The packet was quite heavy that he needed to carry them with his both hands. Voldemort turned and looked at the packet that Peter was holding. "Let me guess; is that the packet for our victims?"
"Yes, my lord. The 'Hide and Seek Dolls'."
Voldemort gave out an evil grin and looked at the Naginis Eye Mirror which was showing Harry and Ron, looking at the painting of Virgin Virginia.
"My lord, if you don't mind, I have a question to ask you."
"Don't dare you ask me stupid question, Pettigrew!"
"Of course, my lord, well, do you think it is right to make Potter pregnant. I mean, the baby will be stronger than the Dark- um- I-"
"I know what you mean, of course, with the mix blood and power of the infamous Potter and the pureblood ancient of Malfoy, the baby would be stronger than me. Don't worry about it. I have some interesting plan and to make the 'story' of this 'history' of mine more complicated and motivating, this Hide and Seek Dolls will lead the first plot," Voldemort finished his sentences with a glint of evilness.
"And how do you plan to make the ending?"
"The baby should be at our hand, the Dark side."
~*~*_*~*~
Harry walked along the hallway which was the way to the Gryffindor's dorm. He was actually just after the meet between him and Dumbledore. They were discussing about the baby that he bare right now.
'I could feel it. That feeling, but so faint. One more week and it will be Halloween. It would be stronger on that time.'
He passed several classrooms. While he was thinking about the baby thing, he accidentally bumped into someone and his butt hit the cold hard floor. He twitched a bit and looked up.
It was Malfoy!
There, he felt it again, the thing that he felt when he was in the infirmary. He shook it away and tried to forget it.
"Potter!"
That voice.
"Malfoy!"
"Luckily it is not after curfew or else I likely to take some points away from the goody-goody Gryffindor."
"Shut up and get the hell away from me!"
"Get the hell away from you?! Now, who was the one that bumped into me?"
"Ok, I'LL GET AWAY FROM YOU!" Harry quickly walked away but was blocked by Draco.
"Malfoy, you're blocking my way!"
"Not until I ask you a question."
"Just die in the ditch!" Harry pushed Draco away but he, with his Seeker ability, he quickly snatched Harry's arm and held it tightly.
"LET ME GO YOU STUPID HEAD!"
"Stupid head?! Ten points for calling your Head-Boy a stupid head. Now, tell me, why that Bumblebee of old-crack-pot quit you from Quidditch. Besides, there is something that I didn't know at all."
"It's none of your business to know!"
"That's not the answer I want, Golden-Potty boy."
"Just let me go or I'll punch you!" He punched Draco's stomach hard.
"OUCH! HEY, HOW DARE YOU!" Draco tried to punch Harry's face but he quickly dodged it away. He pushed Harry to the floor and pinned him to the ground. He tried to punched Harry's stomach when suddenly, "NO! NOT THE TUMMY!" Draco stopped mid-way and looked at Harry. He was confused and wondered why.
"I don't care if you punch my other part of the body but not the tummy, please." In his voice, it was as if he was desperately. Draco studied the brunette that pinned beneath him. Draco realized about their state and got up. At the back of his mind, a voice kept on telling him, 'Talk to him.'
"Sorry," Draco blurted out.
Harry looked at him, 'Did he just said that he's sorry or there is something wrong with my hearing?' Draco then turned the other way round and started to walk away when he accidentally slipped on something and Harry quickly caught him. After he got his balance, he stood up.
"Always the hero, I'm probably one of the lucky people been caught by the famous Harry Potter."
"Just because I've got fame and then you offered me your friendship, on our first year?"
"Your fame, what for? I've my own fame."
"I hate the attention of being the boy-who-lived, the Golden Boy, the Wonder Boy and all those names the people called me. Why just the public can't sees me as if I'm just a simple, normal boy!"
"You're not normal, you're a wizard!"
"Shut up. All I need is the attention of being someone else, being the person who the real me, not the one with this- bloody stupid scar! Damnit, why did I tell you this thing?!" Harry looked as if he wanted to break down but a tear slipped and he quickly ran away from Draco.
Draco looked at the small faint of Harry. 'Great,' thought Draco. 'You make him cry. Hell, why did I feel sorry for him. I should be happy that he's crying!'
Draco was deep in his thought and he whispered to himself, "All you need is the attention of real love." He looked at his side and stared at the view through the big window which was facing the Forbidden Forest.
And he whispered to himself too, "And all I need is the attention of real love too." His thoughts wandered towards his both parents and his face turned to a sad expression. "Why they just afraid to show me how much they love me?"
tbc
~*~*_*~*~
A/N: YATTA! I finished type this in one day! Well, I end this chapter with bit angst. Actually, I planned to type this story until the Hide and Seek Dolls appeared but I'm too lazy to type right now so, I just end it till here! By the way, thanks to the reviews and I love you guys!
Jiro
Sylvia Sylverton
Black Tear
zeynel
kendra1117
hpgryffin
devilgirl5
Nymoue
The Shadow Bandit
Sapphire11
blackunicorn
cerberis
~Atsu Tenshi~