Chapter 2: Time Goes By Fast When You're Having Fun
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Well here's chapter 2. I would like to thank everyone that reviewed for the last chapter and I know this story is starting off a bit slow but I have to be very careful about the details I give in this one or it'll give it all away. It'll pick up though once I reveal what's going on. Dun worry just hang in there. Otherwise, same warnings for this chapter as the last and I hope everyone likes it. Please give feedback and ta!
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Chapter 2: Time Goes By Fast When You're Having Fun
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Beep. Beep. Beep. Bee--.
A pale hand snaked out from rumpled sheets to switch off the alarm as sleepy silver eyes blearily tried to blink the sleep away. Squinting slightly in the direction of his clock, Draco groaned as he proceeded to bury his head under the pillow. /Too early. . .sleep. . ./
The blonde Slytherin was about to drift back into much welcomed sleep when a sudden pounding at the door to his private room came and an annoyingly cheerful voice called his name.
"Rise and shine Malfoy!"
"Zambini, if you don't leave me alone I'll hex you back to last week. It's bloody Sunday!" Draco growled back, burrowing deeper under the covers as if that would help him escape the other boy standing outside his chambers.
There was a slightly muffled sound of amusement that only caused Draco's scowl to deepen but Blaise seemed to be ignorant of the threat the other irate Slytherin's voice promised. "Aww. . .come on. Can't have a lazy head boy. Besides, what would father dearest say when you're late for the train and can't get home?"
The mention of his father jolted him fully into the land of consciousness as Draco's eyes shot open and he sat up straight in bed. Running a hand through his slightly disheveled locks, the young wizard took a deep breath as his eyes traveled over to the book he had set on his desk the night before. "Whatever Blaise. I'm up. Now go annoy someone else." He responded absently to just get the boy to go away as he pushed himself out of bed.
Resisting the urge to grab the book and complete his plan immediately, the silver-eyed boy strode past it to his private bathroom. He paused before the sink as he uncharacteristically worried his lower lip with his teeth. Studying his reflection, Draco's eyes slowly drifted to the pale skin of his arm. He could already imagine the Dark Mark scarring the skin there and the very thought sickened him to his stomach as he struggled to push the image from his mind. Turning the handle on the sink a bit harder than he intended, he worked to supress the oncoming anger as he splashed a handful of cold water over his face. /I have to get it done now. It can't wait any longer./
Grabbing a towel, Draco quickly wiped the water from his face as he walked back to his desk and stared down at the leather bound book. He ran a finger over the gold imprinted words: Potions of the Old World. Slowly flipping through the pages, he found the marked page and scanned through the effects, instructions, and needed ingredients. Nodding to himself, the silver-eyed wizard hurriedly changed and shrugged on a robe, tucking his wand safely in the back pocket of his pants before slipping out of his rooms.
Hesitating outside his door, Draco cast a wary glance up and down the hallway then slipped down the corridor towards the Potions classroom. He could feel his heart pounding a mile a minute as he stepped into the relative cool of the classroom. Even if he was Snape's favorite, he knew that the professor would never excuse him for his intended task.
Draco stood at the door for a second longer before he pushed away the doubts in his mind in favor for the consequences of not completing the potion and made his way to the store room. Muttering a complicated unlocking charm under his breath, he sighed in relief as the lock on the door clicked open.
"Lumos." Eying the many jars that glittered dully in the wand light, Draco mentally recalled the list of needed potion ingredients and picked up several spare jars as he worked to gather everything.
As he put the last of the ingredients, black widow's eyes, into a jar, he breathed a small sigh of relief. "Nox."
Steathily he made his way back to his quarters, leaning back against the door as he clutched the ingredients tightly. Looking to the clock and taking note that he had but two hours remaining, Draco pushed away from the door as he pulled out his cauldren and began to prepare his workspace. /Thank Merlin this potion only takes an hour to prepare. Now to begin. . ./
Working without stop for the next hour except to glance nervously at the clock, Draco finally found himself staring at a vial of pure white liquid. Eyeing the concoction, the Slytherin dropped down onto the edge of his bed and scanned through the instructions for the potion one last time. /This had better work./
Not giving himself another moment to doubt his work, the blonde wizard downed the potion in one hasty gulp. For a second, nothing happened and then Draco felt a wave of nausea pass through him, followed quickly by a sense of drowsiness. /I think I'm going to throw up soon. . ./ That was his last thought as he world drifted off into darkness.
Harry stared boredly of out the common room window as the clouds continued their slow trek across the blue skies. By every right he should be out on the Quidditch pitch flying on a day like this but with the departure of Hermione and Ron, the brunette just couldn't muster up the effort to leave Gryffindor Tower. /What to do. . .what to do. . ./ He stretched as he stood and made his way through the empty common room as he was the only Gryffindor remaining this year. /Everyone else has a family to go back to but I'm all alone here. . ./ Harry shook his head as if to shake away the depressing thoughts and forced himself to focus on the upcoming holidays.
Ascending the stairs to his room with thoughts of presents and colorful lights, Harry yawned as he laid back on his bed and let his eyes roam over the canopy. Tracing the lines of the red fabric, the young wizard felt his eyes droop until he at last drifted off to sleep and his dreams.
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To be continued. . .
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Well that's it for chapter 2. It's a bit longer but I don't think I could've written more without giving some things away that I want to keep for the next chapter. I hope I get more reviews for this chapter though. Feedback helps a lot in my writing I think.