A/N: Alright I know choosing Middle Earth in this fic is not alright, but I
can't think of anywhere else now... tell me where u want that Malfoy Manor to
be. :D
Okay now I'll do the disclaimer that I will NOT do later, it's a tiring job
convincing people that ur penniless: I do not own anything that is not
allowed to be owned by me. Alright? Yep.
Chapter One Happening Beyond Hogwarts
The rain clouds gathered still thicker, allowing only a string of sunlight going through them. And gradually, the string began to grow thin, blocking the seemingly only hope for the dark and silent Malfoy Manor, at least in a Muggle's opinion.
The Malfoy Manor is a grand building, or rather to say it's a castle, standing tall and solemnly under the foot of Mt. Doom in west Eriador of Middle Earth. If not for the castle itself, this place would look really pleasant to most visitors, Muggles or Wizards. The sky usually shines a transparent colour of crystal blue, lighting the background of this green mountain. A small and nameless river races passed the mountainside and into the view of the Malfoy Manor. In front of it, a vast field of fresh grass and cheerful flowers cover the whole view. But it was soundless there... far too quiet... since there was not even a sound of a singing bird. Fortunately, nobody ever came here, at least nobody who would mind this unusual quietness.
It was past 7 o'clock, and the young Malfoy was ready to dress up for another boring day. At length, he undid the curtain and opened the window slightly, letting a tiny bit of chill wind to rush in, brushing his pale face. This blond stood at the window for a while, a bit bored.
#What a d**n boring day... boring...boring...#
#... ... ... ... Ah...#
#NO GOD I can't stand it anymore! Even Parkinson can cheer up this place!!!#
#What are you thinking of, Draco Malfoy?!#
#Okay I'm wrong now SHUT UP!#
#Look, a part of you just want another part of you to cheer up this place a bit, and that part of you scolded the other part of you with no reason at a...#
#SHUT UP NOW!!!!!#
The boy frowned a bit, up till now, he looked what a 16-year-old boy should look.
He finally turned and began to dress up. Now and then he would flash a deadly glare [known as the Malfoy Death Glare] at his silent mirror, which is usually unbearably talkative. Half an hour later, he shot a last Glare at his mirror and went out.
The mirror shivered a bit. It was a pair of silver-grey eyes, with icy-blue mixed in it, and it would be quite seductive [Mirror: Merlin! What am I thinking about???!!!] without the deep and dreadful coldness hidden inside. God knows what the boy might be think of now.
Draco Malfoy headed straight for the Dining Hall, his stomach already protesting. Something happened, he thought as he entered the Hall. It was totally empty, except for 2 maids who hurriedly stood up as he came in.
"Mother?" the young Malfoy frowned. He was forbidden to use the Mudblood term of Mom, Dad since he was a kid.
"Mom?" He risked.
The Dining Hall was silent. Draco turned sharply towards the two maids, waiting for an explanation.
"Master Draco, Mr. and Ms. Malfoy left a note this morning, saying they were on some business and would not return for a while."
Draco sighed. It was the fifth time in this summer vacation now. "Breakfast, then."
One of the maid went to find the house elf, while the other remained in the Hall, looking a bit upset.
"What is it? Anna?!" Draco asked impatiently.
"Nothing, Mr. Malfoy." She answered smoothly before turning away. Draco frowned.
~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~
%GAME OVER%
"WTF...!!!!!!"
%GAME OVER%
@YOU ARE REALLY STUPID TO LOOSE TWICE, DRACO@
"Oh, shut up!"
%GAME OVER%
@YOU ARE HOPELESS, DRACO.@
-----CLICK Mudblood TO PLAY AGAIN, CLICK Bloody Potty TO EXIT-----
"Mudblood."
~!@#$%^&*()_+_)(*&^%$#@!~
"Are you Draco Malfoy?" a head poped up in the fireplace.
~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~
"Where are my parents?" Draco sank into a comfortable armchair 30 minutes later and looked around. It was a dark living room, decorated with various Dark Art instrument. The owner was a friend of Lucious Malfoy, needless to say, also a Death Eater.
There was no answer, and, with the help of the Wizard Gameboy, Draco's temper was rising dangerously fast.
"WHERE ARE MY PARENTS?!"
~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~
"Where are my parents?!"
There was a sharp laughing in the dark, and green flashes nearly blind his eyes...
"Where are they???????!!!!!!!!!"
The laugh became so sharp that it turned into a blind scream.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Harry's eyes snapped open. He could still feel himself screaming from within. Gasping, he covered his forehead with a cold, trembling hand. It was so much pain, he sighed.
END CHAPTER ONE
A/N: well? I hope you enjoy it. Yea I know I said almost nothing in the first chap. But you'll see...:D Oh and do remember to review! Flames welcome! (
Chapter One Happening Beyond Hogwarts
The rain clouds gathered still thicker, allowing only a string of sunlight going through them. And gradually, the string began to grow thin, blocking the seemingly only hope for the dark and silent Malfoy Manor, at least in a Muggle's opinion.
The Malfoy Manor is a grand building, or rather to say it's a castle, standing tall and solemnly under the foot of Mt. Doom in west Eriador of Middle Earth. If not for the castle itself, this place would look really pleasant to most visitors, Muggles or Wizards. The sky usually shines a transparent colour of crystal blue, lighting the background of this green mountain. A small and nameless river races passed the mountainside and into the view of the Malfoy Manor. In front of it, a vast field of fresh grass and cheerful flowers cover the whole view. But it was soundless there... far too quiet... since there was not even a sound of a singing bird. Fortunately, nobody ever came here, at least nobody who would mind this unusual quietness.
It was past 7 o'clock, and the young Malfoy was ready to dress up for another boring day. At length, he undid the curtain and opened the window slightly, letting a tiny bit of chill wind to rush in, brushing his pale face. This blond stood at the window for a while, a bit bored.
#What a d**n boring day... boring...boring...#
#... ... ... ... Ah...#
#NO GOD I can't stand it anymore! Even Parkinson can cheer up this place!!!#
#What are you thinking of, Draco Malfoy?!#
#Okay I'm wrong now SHUT UP!#
#Look, a part of you just want another part of you to cheer up this place a bit, and that part of you scolded the other part of you with no reason at a...#
#SHUT UP NOW!!!!!#
The boy frowned a bit, up till now, he looked what a 16-year-old boy should look.
He finally turned and began to dress up. Now and then he would flash a deadly glare [known as the Malfoy Death Glare] at his silent mirror, which is usually unbearably talkative. Half an hour later, he shot a last Glare at his mirror and went out.
The mirror shivered a bit. It was a pair of silver-grey eyes, with icy-blue mixed in it, and it would be quite seductive [Mirror: Merlin! What am I thinking about???!!!] without the deep and dreadful coldness hidden inside. God knows what the boy might be think of now.
Draco Malfoy headed straight for the Dining Hall, his stomach already protesting. Something happened, he thought as he entered the Hall. It was totally empty, except for 2 maids who hurriedly stood up as he came in.
"Mother?" the young Malfoy frowned. He was forbidden to use the Mudblood term of Mom, Dad since he was a kid.
"Mom?" He risked.
The Dining Hall was silent. Draco turned sharply towards the two maids, waiting for an explanation.
"Master Draco, Mr. and Ms. Malfoy left a note this morning, saying they were on some business and would not return for a while."
Draco sighed. It was the fifth time in this summer vacation now. "Breakfast, then."
One of the maid went to find the house elf, while the other remained in the Hall, looking a bit upset.
"What is it? Anna?!" Draco asked impatiently.
"Nothing, Mr. Malfoy." She answered smoothly before turning away. Draco frowned.
~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~
%GAME OVER%
"WTF...!!!!!!"
%GAME OVER%
@YOU ARE REALLY STUPID TO LOOSE TWICE, DRACO@
"Oh, shut up!"
%GAME OVER%
@YOU ARE HOPELESS, DRACO.@
-----CLICK Mudblood TO PLAY AGAIN, CLICK Bloody Potty TO EXIT-----
"Mudblood."
~!@#$%^&*()_+_)(*&^%$#@!~
"Are you Draco Malfoy?" a head poped up in the fireplace.
~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~
"Where are my parents?" Draco sank into a comfortable armchair 30 minutes later and looked around. It was a dark living room, decorated with various Dark Art instrument. The owner was a friend of Lucious Malfoy, needless to say, also a Death Eater.
There was no answer, and, with the help of the Wizard Gameboy, Draco's temper was rising dangerously fast.
"WHERE ARE MY PARENTS?!"
~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~ * ~~~
"Where are my parents?!"
There was a sharp laughing in the dark, and green flashes nearly blind his eyes...
"Where are they???????!!!!!!!!!"
The laugh became so sharp that it turned into a blind scream.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Harry's eyes snapped open. He could still feel himself screaming from within. Gasping, he covered his forehead with a cold, trembling hand. It was so much pain, he sighed.
END CHAPTER ONE
A/N: well? I hope you enjoy it. Yea I know I said almost nothing in the first chap. But you'll see...:D Oh and do remember to review! Flames welcome! (