The Malfoy Family Curse
By: Scarletserpent
Disclaimer: I only own Seamus Malfoy and the Evil and the Good and all those fun people, I do not own Harry Potter, or any other characters from the Harry Potter series. They belong to the brilliant J.K. Rowling.
Rating: R for slash and a bit of language.
Warnings: none... really
Summary: 5,000 years ago Seamus Malfoy bargained with Evil for his family to live again after their horrific deaths of a strange disease. Evil grants his wish, but in return the Malfoy family must serve Evil for all of eternity... Can anything break this curse? Or anyone?
A/N: Oy, I apologize profusely to all of you! Oh good gods I apologize a million times over. I was being so lazy about the whole thing. Just too much junk going on right now to deal with writing, but I will continue, if not as frequently. I'm sorry again! I would really like to thank all eight reviewers! I was so psyched when I got all of those reviews! I nearly died! Thank you all so so very much!
Pinkmoonbunny2002- Thank you very much! I'm glad you think the plot is progressing. I hope you like how it ends up. :-) Galacticoutlaw- LoL! Evil, cute! Oh that is too funny! I'm sorry, that just amused me to no end. I love Evil, but cute was not one of the words I would have used. But, I totally understand where you're coming from. Haha! Thank you for reviewing, and giving me a good laugh!
ShainaMaxwell- Thank you! As for what's going on with Draco, you'll just have to read on to find out!
MakFelton- Thank you for reviewing all my chapters! I really DO love the attention. I'm glad you like the Good/Evil things, they are just the weird side of me making an appearance I suppose. As for the Draco thing, you'll see... :-) Thanks again!
Shadowcat9- Aww, I'm glad you liked the kiss. I figured that Draco and Harry had to have something good happen. Good and Evil are fun to write, I'm glad you enjoy them, Hope you like this next chapter!
Evil-Slasher- Thank you so very much! I apologize profusely for not updating as soon as I should have... I am so bad at committing to things, but I will continue! I'm glad you like Good and Evil, they're really fun to write you know.
Cassanora- Haha, I'm glad you figured it out! :-P Thanks for reviewing, it means a heck of a lot hun!
Morgana Drake- Thank you!! I am glad that you find the plot both original and enjoyable. I will definitely be continuing. I am wicked glad that you like Evil... One of those funny kinds of things isn't he?
Thank you to all! And, I must say for the record, that I am glad for the strong reaction I am getting for Good and Evil. Thanks all! And onto the story... Chapter 5- The Box of Hades
Draco snarled, Potter was standing over his bed, and touching him... touching him Draco Malfoy. Something was obviously not in check with the world. They were worst enemies, and Draco truly hated Potter. How could he not? After all, he was Harry bloody Potter, wasn't he?
"What exactly Potter," he snapped the name like it was a foul disease. Potter was something like a disease really. Draco congratulated himself on the comparison. "Do you think you're doing?" he finished furiously.
Potter pulled his hand back as if he had been bitten. Draco smiled inwardly as a confused, almost hurt, look appeared on Potter's face. He stared at Draco for a moment, searching for something, but Draco returned the kind look with one of his own Malfoy brand sneers and stared back with all the hatred he felt for Potter right at that very moment. He wasn't sure why he was so angry, but gods knew he was.
'Why are you so angry?' the tiniest voice in his head asked.
'Because he's Potter!' another part of him roared.
But was that really a reason? Draco considered this thought briefly, before a wave of anger washed over him again, clearing each and every logical thought from his mind.
"What Potter?" he asked when the brown-haired boy opened his mouth to speak, seeming to be at a loss for words. "Cat got your tongue?"
"No, Draco," Potter said almost gently. Wait just a fucking second... did Potter just call him by his first name?! "But, is something wrong?"
Draco's head spun around for a few minutes, while this easy question whirled about inside him.
'Is something wrong with me?' Draco thought to himself.
Suddenly he felt as if he was drowning in acid, it burned him all over, and his throat ached like nothing else. It was as if his veins were on fire, and all of his person was being eaten alive by something frighteningly real. He gasped slightly, and then his vision went black. He was drowning in the Curse. For a few moments he remembered reality, the Curse, the True Love bond, the kiss... But, within a minute it was all over, and his alter ego had taken control.
'Can't have you doing that now my boy,' a sneering voice surrounded him.
In his mind, he whirled around, looking for the source of his voice. This felt like the most frightening nightmare he had ever had. It was pitch black, and he had no Harry.
He wailed aloud as the voice continued, 'now, now my pet, it will be just fine. You can stay here... does it look familiar, Draco?'
The black melted away from him, and a cold, white, stone room surrounded him. There were no windows, and the light emanated from the walls. It was obviously an enchantment. The room was completely empty, and there was no trace of any life, except for something shimmering in the corner. Draco walked over to it, and recoiled in fear. Memories, long ago buried by memory charms, leapt out at him, unleashed into his mind. A wave of fear washed over him, this was the Room.
The first time Draco had gone to the Room, was when he was only five. He had been playing with a doll that his mother had given him, it was a Harry Potter toy. His father had come home early from his trip to Paris, and found him with the toy. In a rush of fury, his father had dragged him from his comfortable bedroom, into the Room. There was only one thing in the Room, a shimmering white box. It was known to many as the Box of Hades, once owned by Hades himself, and created by the Evil as a present.
The Box of Hades was capable of bringing to life the one thing that you are most frightened of. It is the only object known to wizarding kind able to actually bring together every element of a dream and take it to the material level. The nightmares you experience at night are nothing compared to what you experience in the Box. If you feared death, you got death... and only in the worst way imaginable. Draco would often wake three months after experiencing the Box, wrapped in the Balm of Resurrection, with no memory of what had happened. His father thought this was the best way to punish him. He was right.
Draco's eyes went wide as the room filled once more with the terrible voice, it seemed hauntingly familiar, 'Do you remember, Draco?' Draco stood motionless, staring at the shimmering object. 'No? This is my favorite toy. I created it years ago as a gift to my son, Hades. Perhaps you've heard the tale?' Draco didn't move. 'No? Let's just give your memory a jog then, shall we?'
Draco tried to scream, run, hide, anything to get away from the terrible thing. But, as always, it prevailed, sucking him into the black oblivion. As he was pulled away from reality, he heard the voice again, 'The Curse of a Thousand Evils has arisen!' And he heard no more. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Harry was confused. No, he was beyond confused, he was beside himself. He paced back and forth through the Gryffindor dormitories. It was nearly midnight, and Dumbledore had not sent any word about Draco. Something was amiss. Earlier that day, Draco had been so terrible, then he had randomly passed out and started moaning. After this had occurred, Harry had been sent from the Infirmary, and back to his room to get some rest. But sleep was the farthest thing from his mind.
Harry recalled it all for the millionth time, hoping beyond hope to catch where it had gone wrong. Firstly, there was the kiss, was it real? Then they had been pushed apart, Harry knew, he just knew, that Draco hadn't pushed him away. It had only happened when they broke the kiss. He started suddenly. Maybe that had something to do with it. Something was going on, and Harry was going to figure out exactly what it was.
He pulled the Invisibility Cloak over his head, and crept down through the portrait hole, headed for the library. As he made his way, he recalled the times he had met Draco on his nightly ventures around the school. This time, he desperately hoped not to run into the other boy. He needed some time to sort out what was going on before he confronted Draco again. That was the only thing he was certain of. Luckily, he saw no trace of Draco on the map. He did, however, see a dot labeled "Veil". What is a Veil? Well, he knew what a veil was, but veils didn't walk around and have dots on the Mauraders Map, did they? Harry decided he'd rahter not find out, and avoided the dot, going through the fifth floor rather than the sixth as he usually would.
He reached the library in record time, barely escaping a close encounter with Filch and then another with Snape. He smiled to himself lopsidedly as he reached the section where he and Draco had kissed just the day before. A stack of books caught his eye as he wandered the unused section. The titles all looked extremely familiar, about the True Love thing. Harry decided that one of those enormous volumes would be enough for him, he would probably not even get through the first page.
The hours of the night dragged on, and Harry was still no closer to discovering what had happened between he and Draco. By four a.m. he had given up, and taken one of the large volumes of Draco's, labeled 'True Love and it's Mysteries'. He headed back to his common room, defeated, and fell fast asleep on his bed, completely exhausted, and with every intention of talking to Hermione the next day.
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The Evil watched as the Malfoy boy lived out his worst nightmare. It cackled in delight when the boy's heart was broken into a million pieces by one Harry Potter. Being Evil was ever-so fun.
"Good! Get over here will you?!" It commanded, and snickered as the other entity appeared with a small 'pop'.
"Yes, your Royal Majesty of all Things Stupid and Idiotic?" The Good replied sweetly, fiddling around with the newly decorated band of green slime around It's neck.
"Shut up!" The Evil whined. "I told you not to call me that!"
"Sorry," The Good smirked.
"Yes, well," The Evil recalled the objective of this unwanted rendezvous. "I need you to do something for me."
"You need little old me to do something? How touching, really. But, I think I'll pass you up on that one..." The Good's sarcastic reply was cut off as the slime tightened around It's throat.
"Now, now Good, just because I've been nice up to this point doesn't mean I have to be, you know. It's really a favor on my part," The Evil smiled menacingly at the Good. "Now, be a Good thing now, and I will stop choking the Goodness out of you."
The Good nodded, almost imperceptibly, and the noose was released. It's hands went to It's neck, and it looked at the Evil in shock. Apparently the Evil was a bit more resolute than the Good had anticipated. Shit, that made things all the more difficult. But, It supposed that It would have to play along with the Evil's little game for now. It couldn't hurt to indulge the Good's counterpart for a while, could it?
"Good Good," the Evil laughed. Apparently It thought that was funny. The Good tried with a saintly effort not to snort, and succeeded in choking out a laugh. The Evil glared, and the noose tightened slightly. The Good stopped laughing immediately. "Now, kiss my boots," The Evil commanded elegantly.
The Good raised It's silvery eyebrows, and bit It's tongue, landing on It's knees lightly and touching It's lips to the cold steel of the boots. "Good, now I need you to do that favor for me... You see, Harry Potter has been making a nuisance of himself as of late. He fancies himself to be in love with my Malfoy. I need you to convince him otherwise. Do it by whatever means possible. Now go, I must see to my Court."
The Good restrained another laugh at the haughty tone. The Evil was obviously suffering from lack of oxygen to the brain, or else the dementia the Good had always suspected Evil of having was appearing once more. The Good nearly rolled It's eyes, but managed to smile slightly and say, "Yes, your Evilness." Before turning and disappearing with a small 'pop'. This was getting to be more difficult.
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A/N: Dun, dun, duhhhhh! And the plot thickens! Lol, okay, that was dumb. But, read on to find out just what the heck is going on. I promise it will make more sense as it goes on! Sorry about not updating for so long! :-) Please review, I really enjoy the attention!
Oh yeah, and if any of you want to post stories, or read them, draconigenadiligo and myself have created a Harry/Draco type site for fanfiction. If you want to know more about it go to my author page where the link is! Thanks all! Please review! *smiles hopefully*
By: Scarletserpent
Disclaimer: I only own Seamus Malfoy and the Evil and the Good and all those fun people, I do not own Harry Potter, or any other characters from the Harry Potter series. They belong to the brilliant J.K. Rowling.
Rating: R for slash and a bit of language.
Warnings: none... really
Summary: 5,000 years ago Seamus Malfoy bargained with Evil for his family to live again after their horrific deaths of a strange disease. Evil grants his wish, but in return the Malfoy family must serve Evil for all of eternity... Can anything break this curse? Or anyone?
A/N: Oy, I apologize profusely to all of you! Oh good gods I apologize a million times over. I was being so lazy about the whole thing. Just too much junk going on right now to deal with writing, but I will continue, if not as frequently. I'm sorry again! I would really like to thank all eight reviewers! I was so psyched when I got all of those reviews! I nearly died! Thank you all so so very much!
Pinkmoonbunny2002- Thank you very much! I'm glad you think the plot is progressing. I hope you like how it ends up. :-) Galacticoutlaw- LoL! Evil, cute! Oh that is too funny! I'm sorry, that just amused me to no end. I love Evil, but cute was not one of the words I would have used. But, I totally understand where you're coming from. Haha! Thank you for reviewing, and giving me a good laugh!
ShainaMaxwell- Thank you! As for what's going on with Draco, you'll just have to read on to find out!
MakFelton- Thank you for reviewing all my chapters! I really DO love the attention. I'm glad you like the Good/Evil things, they are just the weird side of me making an appearance I suppose. As for the Draco thing, you'll see... :-) Thanks again!
Shadowcat9- Aww, I'm glad you liked the kiss. I figured that Draco and Harry had to have something good happen. Good and Evil are fun to write, I'm glad you enjoy them, Hope you like this next chapter!
Evil-Slasher- Thank you so very much! I apologize profusely for not updating as soon as I should have... I am so bad at committing to things, but I will continue! I'm glad you like Good and Evil, they're really fun to write you know.
Cassanora- Haha, I'm glad you figured it out! :-P Thanks for reviewing, it means a heck of a lot hun!
Morgana Drake- Thank you!! I am glad that you find the plot both original and enjoyable. I will definitely be continuing. I am wicked glad that you like Evil... One of those funny kinds of things isn't he?
Thank you to all! And, I must say for the record, that I am glad for the strong reaction I am getting for Good and Evil. Thanks all! And onto the story... Chapter 5- The Box of Hades
Draco snarled, Potter was standing over his bed, and touching him... touching him Draco Malfoy. Something was obviously not in check with the world. They were worst enemies, and Draco truly hated Potter. How could he not? After all, he was Harry bloody Potter, wasn't he?
"What exactly Potter," he snapped the name like it was a foul disease. Potter was something like a disease really. Draco congratulated himself on the comparison. "Do you think you're doing?" he finished furiously.
Potter pulled his hand back as if he had been bitten. Draco smiled inwardly as a confused, almost hurt, look appeared on Potter's face. He stared at Draco for a moment, searching for something, but Draco returned the kind look with one of his own Malfoy brand sneers and stared back with all the hatred he felt for Potter right at that very moment. He wasn't sure why he was so angry, but gods knew he was.
'Why are you so angry?' the tiniest voice in his head asked.
'Because he's Potter!' another part of him roared.
But was that really a reason? Draco considered this thought briefly, before a wave of anger washed over him again, clearing each and every logical thought from his mind.
"What Potter?" he asked when the brown-haired boy opened his mouth to speak, seeming to be at a loss for words. "Cat got your tongue?"
"No, Draco," Potter said almost gently. Wait just a fucking second... did Potter just call him by his first name?! "But, is something wrong?"
Draco's head spun around for a few minutes, while this easy question whirled about inside him.
'Is something wrong with me?' Draco thought to himself.
Suddenly he felt as if he was drowning in acid, it burned him all over, and his throat ached like nothing else. It was as if his veins were on fire, and all of his person was being eaten alive by something frighteningly real. He gasped slightly, and then his vision went black. He was drowning in the Curse. For a few moments he remembered reality, the Curse, the True Love bond, the kiss... But, within a minute it was all over, and his alter ego had taken control.
'Can't have you doing that now my boy,' a sneering voice surrounded him.
In his mind, he whirled around, looking for the source of his voice. This felt like the most frightening nightmare he had ever had. It was pitch black, and he had no Harry.
He wailed aloud as the voice continued, 'now, now my pet, it will be just fine. You can stay here... does it look familiar, Draco?'
The black melted away from him, and a cold, white, stone room surrounded him. There were no windows, and the light emanated from the walls. It was obviously an enchantment. The room was completely empty, and there was no trace of any life, except for something shimmering in the corner. Draco walked over to it, and recoiled in fear. Memories, long ago buried by memory charms, leapt out at him, unleashed into his mind. A wave of fear washed over him, this was the Room.
The first time Draco had gone to the Room, was when he was only five. He had been playing with a doll that his mother had given him, it was a Harry Potter toy. His father had come home early from his trip to Paris, and found him with the toy. In a rush of fury, his father had dragged him from his comfortable bedroom, into the Room. There was only one thing in the Room, a shimmering white box. It was known to many as the Box of Hades, once owned by Hades himself, and created by the Evil as a present.
The Box of Hades was capable of bringing to life the one thing that you are most frightened of. It is the only object known to wizarding kind able to actually bring together every element of a dream and take it to the material level. The nightmares you experience at night are nothing compared to what you experience in the Box. If you feared death, you got death... and only in the worst way imaginable. Draco would often wake three months after experiencing the Box, wrapped in the Balm of Resurrection, with no memory of what had happened. His father thought this was the best way to punish him. He was right.
Draco's eyes went wide as the room filled once more with the terrible voice, it seemed hauntingly familiar, 'Do you remember, Draco?' Draco stood motionless, staring at the shimmering object. 'No? This is my favorite toy. I created it years ago as a gift to my son, Hades. Perhaps you've heard the tale?' Draco didn't move. 'No? Let's just give your memory a jog then, shall we?'
Draco tried to scream, run, hide, anything to get away from the terrible thing. But, as always, it prevailed, sucking him into the black oblivion. As he was pulled away from reality, he heard the voice again, 'The Curse of a Thousand Evils has arisen!' And he heard no more. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Harry was confused. No, he was beyond confused, he was beside himself. He paced back and forth through the Gryffindor dormitories. It was nearly midnight, and Dumbledore had not sent any word about Draco. Something was amiss. Earlier that day, Draco had been so terrible, then he had randomly passed out and started moaning. After this had occurred, Harry had been sent from the Infirmary, and back to his room to get some rest. But sleep was the farthest thing from his mind.
Harry recalled it all for the millionth time, hoping beyond hope to catch where it had gone wrong. Firstly, there was the kiss, was it real? Then they had been pushed apart, Harry knew, he just knew, that Draco hadn't pushed him away. It had only happened when they broke the kiss. He started suddenly. Maybe that had something to do with it. Something was going on, and Harry was going to figure out exactly what it was.
He pulled the Invisibility Cloak over his head, and crept down through the portrait hole, headed for the library. As he made his way, he recalled the times he had met Draco on his nightly ventures around the school. This time, he desperately hoped not to run into the other boy. He needed some time to sort out what was going on before he confronted Draco again. That was the only thing he was certain of. Luckily, he saw no trace of Draco on the map. He did, however, see a dot labeled "Veil". What is a Veil? Well, he knew what a veil was, but veils didn't walk around and have dots on the Mauraders Map, did they? Harry decided he'd rahter not find out, and avoided the dot, going through the fifth floor rather than the sixth as he usually would.
He reached the library in record time, barely escaping a close encounter with Filch and then another with Snape. He smiled to himself lopsidedly as he reached the section where he and Draco had kissed just the day before. A stack of books caught his eye as he wandered the unused section. The titles all looked extremely familiar, about the True Love thing. Harry decided that one of those enormous volumes would be enough for him, he would probably not even get through the first page.
The hours of the night dragged on, and Harry was still no closer to discovering what had happened between he and Draco. By four a.m. he had given up, and taken one of the large volumes of Draco's, labeled 'True Love and it's Mysteries'. He headed back to his common room, defeated, and fell fast asleep on his bed, completely exhausted, and with every intention of talking to Hermione the next day.
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The Evil watched as the Malfoy boy lived out his worst nightmare. It cackled in delight when the boy's heart was broken into a million pieces by one Harry Potter. Being Evil was ever-so fun.
"Good! Get over here will you?!" It commanded, and snickered as the other entity appeared with a small 'pop'.
"Yes, your Royal Majesty of all Things Stupid and Idiotic?" The Good replied sweetly, fiddling around with the newly decorated band of green slime around It's neck.
"Shut up!" The Evil whined. "I told you not to call me that!"
"Sorry," The Good smirked.
"Yes, well," The Evil recalled the objective of this unwanted rendezvous. "I need you to do something for me."
"You need little old me to do something? How touching, really. But, I think I'll pass you up on that one..." The Good's sarcastic reply was cut off as the slime tightened around It's throat.
"Now, now Good, just because I've been nice up to this point doesn't mean I have to be, you know. It's really a favor on my part," The Evil smiled menacingly at the Good. "Now, be a Good thing now, and I will stop choking the Goodness out of you."
The Good nodded, almost imperceptibly, and the noose was released. It's hands went to It's neck, and it looked at the Evil in shock. Apparently the Evil was a bit more resolute than the Good had anticipated. Shit, that made things all the more difficult. But, It supposed that It would have to play along with the Evil's little game for now. It couldn't hurt to indulge the Good's counterpart for a while, could it?
"Good Good," the Evil laughed. Apparently It thought that was funny. The Good tried with a saintly effort not to snort, and succeeded in choking out a laugh. The Evil glared, and the noose tightened slightly. The Good stopped laughing immediately. "Now, kiss my boots," The Evil commanded elegantly.
The Good raised It's silvery eyebrows, and bit It's tongue, landing on It's knees lightly and touching It's lips to the cold steel of the boots. "Good, now I need you to do that favor for me... You see, Harry Potter has been making a nuisance of himself as of late. He fancies himself to be in love with my Malfoy. I need you to convince him otherwise. Do it by whatever means possible. Now go, I must see to my Court."
The Good restrained another laugh at the haughty tone. The Evil was obviously suffering from lack of oxygen to the brain, or else the dementia the Good had always suspected Evil of having was appearing once more. The Good nearly rolled It's eyes, but managed to smile slightly and say, "Yes, your Evilness." Before turning and disappearing with a small 'pop'. This was getting to be more difficult.
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A/N: Dun, dun, duhhhhh! And the plot thickens! Lol, okay, that was dumb. But, read on to find out just what the heck is going on. I promise it will make more sense as it goes on! Sorry about not updating for so long! :-) Please review, I really enjoy the attention!
Oh yeah, and if any of you want to post stories, or read them, draconigenadiligo and myself have created a Harry/Draco type site for fanfiction. If you want to know more about it go to my author page where the link is! Thanks all! Please review! *smiles hopefully*