(AN: This chapter is not edited. and only half finished. so I should have it finished by the end of next month.
If anyone wants to beta read for me please notify me via a review.)
Draco was blitzed, after two Tequila Sunrises, four Kentucky Kickers, and seven Icebergs, he was finally feeling relaxed sitting in his favorite chair in the Study of his wing of the Manor. After what he saw at his first DeathEater meeting, Draco wanted to forget the entire night. One victim stood out in his mind the most. A small muggle about nine years old clutching his mother's tortured, lifeless body. The anguish in that poor child's face was enough to remind Draco that, even though he, himself, was cruel, arrogant, and vain, he still had a heart. Being that his own father was put under the Crustaious curse, he knew that Voldemort was more insane than Caligula Malfoy.
Caligula... Ca-li-gu-la... Caligula Malfoy. My Great-great-great several times over grandfather. Wasn't he the one that slept with his sister so he could get full inheritance of the family fortune? That's right! He's the one muggles think of as Emperor Caligula of Rome. HA! Goes to show them what they think. They are so stupid, but even they don't deserve Voldemort. Rome was actually just a bunch of businesses that was owned by the Malfoy Family before our "Great Fall" thanks to Christianity. That religion made everyone afraid of anything magical. But that's muggles for you.
As Draco sat getting more and more drunk, he did not notice that he had left his window open. A raven flew in and perched on a skull sitting on the escritoire. Draco spotted the bird a split second after it has settled down.
"I must be more drunk than I thought. I have fallen into Edgar Allen Poe's The Raven." Draco slurred. "If it starts saying "Nevermore" then I'm going to bed."
As if the bird heard him it cawed "Nevermore!"
As Draco made his way to bed he forgot that Lucius was an animagus. A raven to be exact. As the raven hopped from the skull onto the floor it transformed into Lucius Malfoy, the most important Death Eater in Voldemorte's army. When Draco bent over to pull the cover's back from his Luis XIV bed Lucius spoke " Draco! You pansy arsed no good son of mine! You should be estatic that you are joining the Dark Lord's army. Instead I find you just drowning your self in pity! You are no son of mine! You are to leave in the morning. You will be escorted off the Malfoy estate with only what you can carry. Besides if you think you will turn evidence against me for practicing the dark arts you will be sadly mistaken. All books, supplies, and everything else I possess that concerns the Dark Arts are now safely hidden away where not even you know where they are. And since you are my only heir at this moment, which will not be for long, I will let you live. I would rather have a Malfoy running my estate than a filthy mudblood lover like that damned Wesley. So if anything should happen to me between now and the 18th birthday of my new heir; you will control the estates until my heir is old enough. But if you think that if anything should happen to the new bequeath of my will that you will get anything you would be sadly mistaken."
"In the morning I will have that stupid headmaster of yours to take you from this house and put you in protective custody from Voldemort. At least the old fool is good for something. So have your bags packed by 7 tomorrow and be sure to leave all your money behind. I already have an exact account of all your personal items including money, furniture, and more. Night!" With that Lucius turned and walked gracefully out the door. At the door he paused, "if you also think you are getting off lightly... Crucio!"
Draco never felt a crucio as powerful as this. Pain upon pain blinded him and made him forget almost everything in the room except that beautiful song. "Song? I had no music playing when this happened. " Draco's pained wracked mind thought. The spell must be wearing off cause my sight is returning. "Wait a minute! This isn't my room." Draco though with a panic. He suddenly noticed a body on the floor... "H-h-hello?"
~ Hello Draco. ~
"Who was that???" Draco gasped.
~ A friend. But right now I need your help. I need you to get my new owner off the floor and into bed. "~
"Why can't you do it yourself?" Draco asked.
~ I'm a Phoenix that's why!~
"Phoenix? I don't see any phoenix!" Draco huffed.
~ You would if you would just turn around, Dragon of Ill Faith! ~
"How did you know the meaning of my name?" whispered Draco as he slowly turned to face one of the most beautiful birds known to magus. "WOW! Your a beaut!"
~ Thank you now please help my owner!~
"Ok ok.... I'll put him to bed. By the way what's your name?" Draco wondered as he headed toward the unconscious person.
~Eos so named by my new owner.~
Draco reached the sleeping body and finally recognized him. "Your Harry Potter's!!!!! I thought the Ministry banned the sale of your species back in the Thirties?"
~ I never said he bought or caught me.... I chose him.~
"Oh... Lucky devil. Oh how I wish I was him... By the way where does Harry live so I can appirate there? "
~Right here... ~
Glancing around the meager furnishings of the room. "WHAT?!? It is a well known fact that Harry Potter Lives better than I do! He has everything done for him by servants and never has to do any work!" Draco raved.
~ Always check your facts before you believe them Dragon! Harry lives with his muggle Aunt and Uncle who make Voldemort look like Santa Claus!~ chided Eos.
As Draco lifted harry into the horrible smelling mattress, he said "I wouldn't even let a house elf sleep on this monstrosity."
~ You will be sleeping here tonight to protect you from your father. I have summoned more than just you. In that leather pouch on your side, you will find everything from your room. You should also find some of the best clothes from your wardrobe in there also. You see when I summoned you I knew you wouldn't be able to return. My sister told me about the little speech your father made before I did the spell. ~
"Sister?" Draco asked.
~ Yes the one that is now on your left. I forgot to introduce myself when we first spoke. I am Eos. You know my owner, Harold James Potter. This though is my sister YOUR new phoenix. ~
"Why do I get a phoenix like Harry? How could she have told you about my father's rant? Animals can't perform magic so how could you have brought me here? And WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!?" Draco shouted.
~Will you shut up before Harry's Aunt and Uncle wake up?~ said a feminine voice.
~ We cando magic due to our age and to whom we used to belong. As to why you receive my sister is up to our previous master to explain since it was he who told us to search for you.~ explained Eos.
~ We also communicate telepathicly with each other and to our masters. ~ the feminine voice added.
~ As to what is going on you will have to wait. Could you be so kind as to write your headmaster and explain to him where you are and ask him to pick you and Harry up tomorrow at 10am? Also do not mention us. ~ Eos asked.
"Uh sure. Where is some parchment and a quill?" Draco said.
~ On the desk I believe, but Harry has only one quill so use the pen beside it.~ the female phoenix supplied.
Draco went to the desk and found a spare piece of sheepskin. He also found what the lady phoenix called a "pen". After tring to write a few seconds, Draco complained "this thing won't write."
~ Try pressing the top you moron!~ Eos exasperated.
"oh" Draco said meekly. He pressed the top of the device and heard a soft click. He tried writing again.
To Headmaster Dumbledore,
I am writing this because Harry and I need your help. Father disowned me in all but name tonight. I do not want to be a deatheater. I somehow found myself at Harry Potter's domicile. By spell or by freak of magic, I do not know. Could you please pick us both up tomorrow at 10am at Harry's? I beg you (and Malfoy's don't beg easily) please help us.
Your humble student,
Draco Tiberious Orion-Black Malfoy
"There now who do I send it with?" Draco queried.
~ Use Hedwig. The white owl there on the sill.~ Eos replied.
If anyone wants to beta read for me please notify me via a review.)
Draco was blitzed, after two Tequila Sunrises, four Kentucky Kickers, and seven Icebergs, he was finally feeling relaxed sitting in his favorite chair in the Study of his wing of the Manor. After what he saw at his first DeathEater meeting, Draco wanted to forget the entire night. One victim stood out in his mind the most. A small muggle about nine years old clutching his mother's tortured, lifeless body. The anguish in that poor child's face was enough to remind Draco that, even though he, himself, was cruel, arrogant, and vain, he still had a heart. Being that his own father was put under the Crustaious curse, he knew that Voldemort was more insane than Caligula Malfoy.
Caligula... Ca-li-gu-la... Caligula Malfoy. My Great-great-great several times over grandfather. Wasn't he the one that slept with his sister so he could get full inheritance of the family fortune? That's right! He's the one muggles think of as Emperor Caligula of Rome. HA! Goes to show them what they think. They are so stupid, but even they don't deserve Voldemort. Rome was actually just a bunch of businesses that was owned by the Malfoy Family before our "Great Fall" thanks to Christianity. That religion made everyone afraid of anything magical. But that's muggles for you.
As Draco sat getting more and more drunk, he did not notice that he had left his window open. A raven flew in and perched on a skull sitting on the escritoire. Draco spotted the bird a split second after it has settled down.
"I must be more drunk than I thought. I have fallen into Edgar Allen Poe's The Raven." Draco slurred. "If it starts saying "Nevermore" then I'm going to bed."
As if the bird heard him it cawed "Nevermore!"
As Draco made his way to bed he forgot that Lucius was an animagus. A raven to be exact. As the raven hopped from the skull onto the floor it transformed into Lucius Malfoy, the most important Death Eater in Voldemorte's army. When Draco bent over to pull the cover's back from his Luis XIV bed Lucius spoke " Draco! You pansy arsed no good son of mine! You should be estatic that you are joining the Dark Lord's army. Instead I find you just drowning your self in pity! You are no son of mine! You are to leave in the morning. You will be escorted off the Malfoy estate with only what you can carry. Besides if you think you will turn evidence against me for practicing the dark arts you will be sadly mistaken. All books, supplies, and everything else I possess that concerns the Dark Arts are now safely hidden away where not even you know where they are. And since you are my only heir at this moment, which will not be for long, I will let you live. I would rather have a Malfoy running my estate than a filthy mudblood lover like that damned Wesley. So if anything should happen to me between now and the 18th birthday of my new heir; you will control the estates until my heir is old enough. But if you think that if anything should happen to the new bequeath of my will that you will get anything you would be sadly mistaken."
"In the morning I will have that stupid headmaster of yours to take you from this house and put you in protective custody from Voldemort. At least the old fool is good for something. So have your bags packed by 7 tomorrow and be sure to leave all your money behind. I already have an exact account of all your personal items including money, furniture, and more. Night!" With that Lucius turned and walked gracefully out the door. At the door he paused, "if you also think you are getting off lightly... Crucio!"
Draco never felt a crucio as powerful as this. Pain upon pain blinded him and made him forget almost everything in the room except that beautiful song. "Song? I had no music playing when this happened. " Draco's pained wracked mind thought. The spell must be wearing off cause my sight is returning. "Wait a minute! This isn't my room." Draco though with a panic. He suddenly noticed a body on the floor... "H-h-hello?"
~ Hello Draco. ~
"Who was that???" Draco gasped.
~ A friend. But right now I need your help. I need you to get my new owner off the floor and into bed. "~
"Why can't you do it yourself?" Draco asked.
~ I'm a Phoenix that's why!~
"Phoenix? I don't see any phoenix!" Draco huffed.
~ You would if you would just turn around, Dragon of Ill Faith! ~
"How did you know the meaning of my name?" whispered Draco as he slowly turned to face one of the most beautiful birds known to magus. "WOW! Your a beaut!"
~ Thank you now please help my owner!~
"Ok ok.... I'll put him to bed. By the way what's your name?" Draco wondered as he headed toward the unconscious person.
~Eos so named by my new owner.~
Draco reached the sleeping body and finally recognized him. "Your Harry Potter's!!!!! I thought the Ministry banned the sale of your species back in the Thirties?"
~ I never said he bought or caught me.... I chose him.~
"Oh... Lucky devil. Oh how I wish I was him... By the way where does Harry live so I can appirate there? "
~Right here... ~
Glancing around the meager furnishings of the room. "WHAT?!? It is a well known fact that Harry Potter Lives better than I do! He has everything done for him by servants and never has to do any work!" Draco raved.
~ Always check your facts before you believe them Dragon! Harry lives with his muggle Aunt and Uncle who make Voldemort look like Santa Claus!~ chided Eos.
As Draco lifted harry into the horrible smelling mattress, he said "I wouldn't even let a house elf sleep on this monstrosity."
~ You will be sleeping here tonight to protect you from your father. I have summoned more than just you. In that leather pouch on your side, you will find everything from your room. You should also find some of the best clothes from your wardrobe in there also. You see when I summoned you I knew you wouldn't be able to return. My sister told me about the little speech your father made before I did the spell. ~
"Sister?" Draco asked.
~ Yes the one that is now on your left. I forgot to introduce myself when we first spoke. I am Eos. You know my owner, Harold James Potter. This though is my sister YOUR new phoenix. ~
"Why do I get a phoenix like Harry? How could she have told you about my father's rant? Animals can't perform magic so how could you have brought me here? And WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!?" Draco shouted.
~Will you shut up before Harry's Aunt and Uncle wake up?~ said a feminine voice.
~ We cando magic due to our age and to whom we used to belong. As to why you receive my sister is up to our previous master to explain since it was he who told us to search for you.~ explained Eos.
~ We also communicate telepathicly with each other and to our masters. ~ the feminine voice added.
~ As to what is going on you will have to wait. Could you be so kind as to write your headmaster and explain to him where you are and ask him to pick you and Harry up tomorrow at 10am? Also do not mention us. ~ Eos asked.
"Uh sure. Where is some parchment and a quill?" Draco said.
~ On the desk I believe, but Harry has only one quill so use the pen beside it.~ the female phoenix supplied.
Draco went to the desk and found a spare piece of sheepskin. He also found what the lady phoenix called a "pen". After tring to write a few seconds, Draco complained "this thing won't write."
~ Try pressing the top you moron!~ Eos exasperated.
"oh" Draco said meekly. He pressed the top of the device and heard a soft click. He tried writing again.
To Headmaster Dumbledore,
I am writing this because Harry and I need your help. Father disowned me in all but name tonight. I do not want to be a deatheater. I somehow found myself at Harry Potter's domicile. By spell or by freak of magic, I do not know. Could you please pick us both up tomorrow at 10am at Harry's? I beg you (and Malfoy's don't beg easily) please help us.
Your humble student,
Draco Tiberious Orion-Black Malfoy
"There now who do I send it with?" Draco queried.
~ Use Hedwig. The white owl there on the sill.~ Eos replied.