What Would the Marauder's Map Say..?
Draco Encounters the Map
Clutching the Map boastfully, Draco makes his way through the hall, taking no notice of the confused faces ogling by at him as holds the map at arms length stiffly, now resembling some sort of robot.
Strutting up the ladder to Divination, he has plastered a rather savage grin upon his visage, mentally doing a victory dance. Through the lengthy lesson in which the strong scent of perfume has trickled up his nostrils, indulging him as he carefully makes sure he doesn't fall asleep, he looses patience. Boredom now holds him in its subtle hands, and he thrusts open the map, glaring at it evilly as he shakes it around.
But right before his pale eyes letters are etched upon it and Malfoy squints his eyes, frowning in suspicion as he reads the inscription.
Mr. Moony feels that Draco should've stayed a ferret-thing, being much better looking as such. He also holds the opinion that with a pointy chin like that Mr. Malfoy could stab himself... Mr. Moony also suggests that Draco take Remedial Quidditch, unless he wants the shit kicked out of him for the billionth time.
Malfoy stares blankly, a tad horrified at this sudden slur.
"This thing is barmy. Nutty! Round the damn bend! I'll have my Father know about thisâ€you...you—."
Draco shakily points a finger at the mystery object, anger now seething through him like a rain gouge, trickling throughout him furiously.
Mr. Padfoot asks Draco to greet his cousin for him, the idiot; she just had to send Padfoot through the Death Chamber, eh? He also wonders why he got Lucius's fat ass, and Narissca's repulsive expression; wasn't one enough? He also recommends that if he wants to help Harry kill Voldemort, wipe your hair on old Voldy, it'll kill him for good!
Regaining his former rage, Draco prepares to leave in a cool manner; yelling would make him look unintelligent.
Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Padfoot and wonders where he gets all that gel on his hair. Is he sure it isn't just piss? He also recommends that he stops trying to beat Harry in everything; the only thing that you are better at than him is winning Snivelly's heart. Your passion is deep; Prongs wonder when you'll finally confess your love
Draco is infuriatedâ€..how did this wacko know about his secret? He begins to silently weep as they have uncovered his secretâ€â€his secret
Mr. Wormtail agrees with all, but would like to add that the Dark Lord doesn't want a son of a dumb blonde as a servant. He also wonders why Draco loves flowers. His mum is a Narcissi flower, his girlfriend is a Pansy, and he's hates Harry just like Petunia. Mr. Wormtail expects Draco to run around with Snivellus in the flower field
Draco blushes crimson, a dark flush that doesn't suit him at all.
Draco shakes his head looking up to see a rather horrific image of Trelawney....
"Mr. Malfoy! What are you doing? Give me that!" squeaks Trelawney, taking the map.
After class, she looks deep into the paper
Author's Notes: Coming up..Trelawney!
