Draco was in a bright, white room. There was a nothing there with the exception on a white table with a white flower in a white vase.
'This is Padma's memory? What is she, a robot?' Draco thought.
Soon the room flooded with images, flipping backwards in sonic speed. Draco watched amazed. This went on for at least ten minutes, Draco was getting bored. After the ten minutes passed by, he was considering getting out of here, but then the flipping images stopped to one single image, moving in normal speed. Draco watched.
It was a house in the suburbs, a pretty decent looking one. It was cream with red trimmings and shutters. There was a plush green front yard and the backyard was littered with various magic toys. Draco heard some noises, but the image didn't move towards the noise. Then he noticed something. The picture seemed so real, he felt like he was actually in Padma's memories. He touched the screen and was pushed through.
He landed on the green grass and tripped a little. He quickly regained his posture. He walked towards the noise. It was located in the backyard, in a tree house. He climbed up the poorly built tree house and peeked in. It was young Padma and Parvati, playing wizard's chess.
"Bishop to I-5" commanded Padma
The Bishop moved to its said location and destroyed Parvati's queen.
"No fair!" screamed Parvati
Draco smiled a bit. He never had anyone to play with he was young. He had his mother, but his mother was always too busy to tend to him so they hired an old nanny for him. But the nanny was boring and often made him read books like The Old Man and the Sea, which in his opinion was the most boring story ever.
Padma and Parvati stopped the game, Padma won. They ran down the ladder leading to the treehouse and went inside the house. Malfoy followed.
There, their mother awaited them with a plate of freshly-baked chocolate chip cookies. The girls grabbed one or two and went to the living room and ate them there. They shared cookies and laughed when one of them got chocolate stains on their faces. It seemed like they were truly enjoying the joys of childhood.
Suddenly, the image was gone and was replaced with the same white room that Draco was in before. Malfoy waited patiently, he knew there was more. Lo and behold, there was. This time it was when Parvati and Padma entered Hogwarts for the first time. They both looked identically scared. They were waiting at the steps. Draco saw himself, facing Harry and making fun of him and criticizing Harry for joining the wimps. The present-form Draco winced. Was he really like that? God, he was an obnoxious little kid.
The Patils entered the Hall, holding hands and looking terrified. Padma got onto the stool first and looked relieved that was placed in Ravenclaw but was greatly disappointed when Parvati was placed in Gryffindor. Before joining their classmate in their common rooms, they gave each other huge hugs and promised to meet at the Tower as much as they can so they will never grow apart.
The white room came back. Draco was getting quick-tempered. When was this going to end? There's nothing to see here. Finally, another image came. It was back at home, during a summer vacation. Parvati and Padma are in their rooms, holding on to each other and crying. Draco heard screams coming from downstairs. He slowly went downstairs. He saw the girl's parents holding their wands in protection against another man facing them, who looked remarkably like the father.
They shouted in Hindi, the unknown guy sending sparks everywhere with his wand which was pointed at them. The mother said something that seemed to make the guy even more furious and he pointed his wand at her and screamed "Avada Kedavra!" The father quickly reacted by jumping in front of the mother. The last thing he said to her before he died was to ask her to tell the girls that he loved them so much. Then he breathed his last.
The image flashed forward to the funeral day. It was a rainy day and everyone stood outside dressed in black. Parvati and Padma looked depressingly at the hole in ground, dug for their father. Everyone left, talking quietly. Draco heard some people blaming them for their uncle's anger.
"I heard that they provoked him while he was drunk. They should know better to do this", one of the old ladies said to her husband who nodded his head.
Draco got mad at them for that. They didn't provoke him. He knew, he saw it.
He looked back at the twins. Tears were streaming like rivers down their brown skins now, their mother clung both of them. The images started to fade.
Draco was back in the white room. He felt sad for them. It was ironic how they had a father who loved them so much he died for them and his wife and they never wished him dead. Meanwhile, his own father was such a bastard that he wished that he was dead, but it never happens. He wondered how it felt to have a loving father.
The white room started to fade away, the colors started to come back, he was returning to the classroom. Everyone was coming about. A few of them looked dazed, some looked scared, some laughed, some looked sad, and Draco was one of them. Padma looked at him,
"Had fun?" She asked sarcastically
"I'm so sorry" He replied softly, his eyes cast downward.
Padma eyes widened a bit. She immediately turned sad.
"Thanks." She said.
"Ok, class, wasn't that amusing. Now it's time to switch partners. Go on now, drink the potion." Said Snape
"OK, you ready?" asked Padma
"I guess, just don't be so shocked ok?" Draco replied.
"Yeah" she said.
Draco downed the potion and started to feel a bit drowsy. Padma fades to the infamous white room.
'This is Padma's memory? What is she, a robot?' Draco thought.
Soon the room flooded with images, flipping backwards in sonic speed. Draco watched amazed. This went on for at least ten minutes, Draco was getting bored. After the ten minutes passed by, he was considering getting out of here, but then the flipping images stopped to one single image, moving in normal speed. Draco watched.
It was a house in the suburbs, a pretty decent looking one. It was cream with red trimmings and shutters. There was a plush green front yard and the backyard was littered with various magic toys. Draco heard some noises, but the image didn't move towards the noise. Then he noticed something. The picture seemed so real, he felt like he was actually in Padma's memories. He touched the screen and was pushed through.
He landed on the green grass and tripped a little. He quickly regained his posture. He walked towards the noise. It was located in the backyard, in a tree house. He climbed up the poorly built tree house and peeked in. It was young Padma and Parvati, playing wizard's chess.
"Bishop to I-5" commanded Padma
The Bishop moved to its said location and destroyed Parvati's queen.
"No fair!" screamed Parvati
Draco smiled a bit. He never had anyone to play with he was young. He had his mother, but his mother was always too busy to tend to him so they hired an old nanny for him. But the nanny was boring and often made him read books like The Old Man and the Sea, which in his opinion was the most boring story ever.
Padma and Parvati stopped the game, Padma won. They ran down the ladder leading to the treehouse and went inside the house. Malfoy followed.
There, their mother awaited them with a plate of freshly-baked chocolate chip cookies. The girls grabbed one or two and went to the living room and ate them there. They shared cookies and laughed when one of them got chocolate stains on their faces. It seemed like they were truly enjoying the joys of childhood.
Suddenly, the image was gone and was replaced with the same white room that Draco was in before. Malfoy waited patiently, he knew there was more. Lo and behold, there was. This time it was when Parvati and Padma entered Hogwarts for the first time. They both looked identically scared. They were waiting at the steps. Draco saw himself, facing Harry and making fun of him and criticizing Harry for joining the wimps. The present-form Draco winced. Was he really like that? God, he was an obnoxious little kid.
The Patils entered the Hall, holding hands and looking terrified. Padma got onto the stool first and looked relieved that was placed in Ravenclaw but was greatly disappointed when Parvati was placed in Gryffindor. Before joining their classmate in their common rooms, they gave each other huge hugs and promised to meet at the Tower as much as they can so they will never grow apart.
The white room came back. Draco was getting quick-tempered. When was this going to end? There's nothing to see here. Finally, another image came. It was back at home, during a summer vacation. Parvati and Padma are in their rooms, holding on to each other and crying. Draco heard screams coming from downstairs. He slowly went downstairs. He saw the girl's parents holding their wands in protection against another man facing them, who looked remarkably like the father.
They shouted in Hindi, the unknown guy sending sparks everywhere with his wand which was pointed at them. The mother said something that seemed to make the guy even more furious and he pointed his wand at her and screamed "Avada Kedavra!" The father quickly reacted by jumping in front of the mother. The last thing he said to her before he died was to ask her to tell the girls that he loved them so much. Then he breathed his last.
The image flashed forward to the funeral day. It was a rainy day and everyone stood outside dressed in black. Parvati and Padma looked depressingly at the hole in ground, dug for their father. Everyone left, talking quietly. Draco heard some people blaming them for their uncle's anger.
"I heard that they provoked him while he was drunk. They should know better to do this", one of the old ladies said to her husband who nodded his head.
Draco got mad at them for that. They didn't provoke him. He knew, he saw it.
He looked back at the twins. Tears were streaming like rivers down their brown skins now, their mother clung both of them. The images started to fade.
Draco was back in the white room. He felt sad for them. It was ironic how they had a father who loved them so much he died for them and his wife and they never wished him dead. Meanwhile, his own father was such a bastard that he wished that he was dead, but it never happens. He wondered how it felt to have a loving father.
The white room started to fade away, the colors started to come back, he was returning to the classroom. Everyone was coming about. A few of them looked dazed, some looked scared, some laughed, some looked sad, and Draco was one of them. Padma looked at him,
"Had fun?" She asked sarcastically
"I'm so sorry" He replied softly, his eyes cast downward.
Padma eyes widened a bit. She immediately turned sad.
"Thanks." She said.
"Ok, class, wasn't that amusing. Now it's time to switch partners. Go on now, drink the potion." Said Snape
"OK, you ready?" asked Padma
"I guess, just don't be so shocked ok?" Draco replied.
"Yeah" she said.
Draco downed the potion and started to feel a bit drowsy. Padma fades to the infamous white room.