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A/N: For the person who asked, the song used was called Get Mine, Get Yours, and it's number 15 on the Stripped cd. I like it a lot myself. Umm sorry, they didn't get around to doing it in the last chapter. And they won't for a couple more chapters. Yes, I know, I'm evil. This chapter focuses mainly on Draco, and adds a little bit more of Lucius' personality. So enjoy!
Ch.9
A Rude Awakening
Draco awoke from his fitful sleep with a start. Glaring at the house elf who dared awaken him at seven o'clock, he immediately demanded to know what this is all about.
The obviously terrified house elf curtsied and replied, "Tipper is being very sorry sir, Master Draco sir, but the big Master is asking for you in the breakfast room."
Draco sighed, wiping a hand over his eyes. "Yes, Tipper, please tell 'big Master' that I will be there at a decent hour."
Tipper was not satisfied and with a flick of his hand he thumped Draco out of bed. Draco spluttered with outrage, but the house elf was prepared for this reaction and scuttled out of the way of Draco's fast approaching hand.
"I is being very sorry, but big Master wants you in the breakfast room right now."
And with a snap of Tipper's fingers, Draco found himself standing inside the breakfast room, disheveled hair and all.
"Ah, Draco, what a pleasure that you could join us this morning." Lucius smirked as his son ground his teeth together in annoyance.
Exploiting his weaknesses becomes more enjoyable every day. What a pity he isn't a morning person. Lucius allowed himself a moment to reflect on the little ways he tormented his son daily. It's all in good fun, absolutely no real harm to the boy.
Draco found that it was really about time that he expressed his displeasure. "Yes Father, I'm sure that it comes as quite a surprise to you."
Lucius nodded, plastering an innocent-'who? Me? Never!'-Look onto his face. "It always is rather a shock when you decide to join the realm of the living before noon."
Of course Father would be absolutely impervious to any bad humor today. Sodding morning people.
Seeing that Draco was quickly reaching the end of his tether, Lucius gestured for him sit down at the table.
"Sit, eat. You have a very big day ahead of you Draco. I merely wanted to make sure that you would have ample time to pack your things."
Draco shook his head, deeply confused. "Why on earth would I want to pack anything? Where am I going?"
"Draco, today is the day you start at university." Draco nodded, well aware of that fact. "I realize this, but why would I need to pack anything for that?"
Lucius smiled inwardly, but outwardly contorted his face into a mask of confusion. "Did I forget to tell you that this school has dormitories of sorts? You'll be sharing a room with another boy of about your age. Most likely a Muggle boy. Severus and I both felt that this would be a pleasant change for you." Lucius sat back and waited for his words to make their full impact.
Draco sat, processing the words that were now swirling inside his head. Sharing a room…muggle boy…Severus and I… Upon hitting those words Draco barely suppressed a groan. Just bloody wonderful, Father's got his favorite partner in crime in on this too.
After Lucius had switched sides before the defeat of Voldemort, Lucius and Severus had resumed their old friendship and were now as thick as thieves, sometimes literally.
Draco had barely managed to repress the memories of the pranks the duo had played on him in the last few years. The Weasley twins have nothing on those two.
Draco shook himself back to the problem at hand and reflected. I suppose it won't be so bad. Muggles do have their advantages, music being one of them. Here Draco got slightly excited. Maybe he can show me how to use one of those 'Walking-Mans', or whatever the Muggles call the music boxes.
Draco finally realized that his father was staring at him and he felt compelled o at least say something.
"Well, Father, I'm not happy about this, but maybe it will turn out to be a learning experience for me. I should probably begin packing my things now. What time is my dorm mate supposed to arrive?"
"Probably around noon, according to Severus. However, Draco you will have to move in all of your things the Muggle way. I have taken the liberty of ordering a car for you to use around school and you may pack your things in there."
Draco nodded, resigned to the strange choices his father was bent on making for him. "Yes Father." Draco headed back towards his room to dress and pack.
Stomping along the corridor, Draco found it harder and harder to suppress his anger at the way his life was being so callously managed.
Bloody Father and Severus. Did they ever consider that I might want to have some choice in this? At least they could have placed me with a wizard for a roommate. I don't know what's gotten into those two, expecting me to study magic in the same room with a Muggle. Have they gone mad?
Okay, alright, deep breaths. Deep breaths. They're just having some fun, and it will be alright. If it's not when I get there, then I'll make it alright. Now, to the business at hand…
Draco immersed himself in his packing, intent on getting out to the college by ten. Which left him only a scant hour to pack his things if he had any hope of getting to the university by 'driving.'
Whatever that was.
A/N 2: I cannot believe I forgot to say this earlier, but thank you to evryone who reviewed, and my beta wants to say thank you to everyone who wished her well. She is feeling better now. On another note, my father is going into surgery tomorrow, nothing too serious, it's a routine procedure, but being at the hospital will keep me away from the computer, so I'm posting two chapters today.
