Draco went home to packe his things, wishing he did NOT just hear Harry and Ron get the qualifications for the future events. "It's not fair!" He said stuffing a green tank-top into his suitcase. "I get the chance of a lifetime to be the winner in the first ever worldwide airskateboard championships, and Potter, Weasly, and Longbottom had to go and scribble out my chances!" he plopped down onto his bed and sighed. "i miss the simpleness that i used to know..."
He saw himself at about four, playing in a sandbox with his mother. "Does little Drakey like the sand?" his mother asked sweetly as she grabbed him up into her arms. Then, he saw himself at five, playing in the sand box with another kid with bright red hair. "look mummy!" Draco called out "I built a sand castle!" "That's very nice dear." She said, glancing down at the little sand-hill, then looking at the readhead kid. "Come now Draco, we have to go dear."
"Ahh, the simplest of times... and to think i thought they'd never end..."
he said as he stuck the last pair of silver muggle shorts into the suitcase and snapped it shut. "If only..." The door suddenly burst open, and a little house elf appeared "Dobby wants to know if master draco would allow him to come with him to his grandmother's house, if it pleases master." dobby said, trying and failing terribly to immitate the sweet-eyed puss in boots. "Dobby, i think i may need your assistance" Draco said, his voice growing quieter "I need you to come along with me to America."
"But master!" dobby said "dobby thought master Draco was going to his grandmothers!" "Well that's just the thing... i've been accepted for a championship in america, and i need you to come and help me with something." "Oh thank you sir!" said dobby sighing with relief, then moving his voice down to a low whisper, he said "Master Lucius has been acting very strangely..."
"How so?" asked draco wondering. "He has been saying about killing, and...."
Dobbys voice was almost as soft as it would go "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."
"What?" Draco asked, with a little hessitation "Dobby says it thinks it is to terrible to tell young master, but dobby heard of a plot to destroy Harry Potter!"
"Well that's his buisness then..." Draco said, glad to be away from England while dark plans were affoot. "And i will keep you safe dobby, as long as you obey my every command while we are in America." "Oh YES master Draco!" said dobby happily "Dobby always obey master draco!"
So then, they took some flew powder and said "1716 Holliday Inn, L.A. California!"
and in a puff of smoke draco found himself in an enourmous new place.
He saw himself at about four, playing in a sandbox with his mother. "Does little Drakey like the sand?" his mother asked sweetly as she grabbed him up into her arms. Then, he saw himself at five, playing in the sand box with another kid with bright red hair. "look mummy!" Draco called out "I built a sand castle!" "That's very nice dear." She said, glancing down at the little sand-hill, then looking at the readhead kid. "Come now Draco, we have to go dear."
"Ahh, the simplest of times... and to think i thought they'd never end..."
he said as he stuck the last pair of silver muggle shorts into the suitcase and snapped it shut. "If only..." The door suddenly burst open, and a little house elf appeared "Dobby wants to know if master draco would allow him to come with him to his grandmother's house, if it pleases master." dobby said, trying and failing terribly to immitate the sweet-eyed puss in boots. "Dobby, i think i may need your assistance" Draco said, his voice growing quieter "I need you to come along with me to America."
"But master!" dobby said "dobby thought master Draco was going to his grandmothers!" "Well that's just the thing... i've been accepted for a championship in america, and i need you to come and help me with something." "Oh thank you sir!" said dobby sighing with relief, then moving his voice down to a low whisper, he said "Master Lucius has been acting very strangely..."
"How so?" asked draco wondering. "He has been saying about killing, and...."
Dobbys voice was almost as soft as it would go "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."
"What?" Draco asked, with a little hessitation "Dobby says it thinks it is to terrible to tell young master, but dobby heard of a plot to destroy Harry Potter!"
"Well that's his buisness then..." Draco said, glad to be away from England while dark plans were affoot. "And i will keep you safe dobby, as long as you obey my every command while we are in America." "Oh YES master Draco!" said dobby happily "Dobby always obey master draco!"
So then, they took some flew powder and said "1716 Holliday Inn, L.A. California!"
and in a puff of smoke draco found himself in an enourmous new place.