Back again and this chapter revolves around Draco. So leave a comment and O'll post the other

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Title: And the Beat Goes On

Main Characters: Draco, Vasae, and some Lucius,(and some HP characters)

Summary: Two connected dark secrets one person involed and the beat goes on...D/OC

Rated R for adult situations.

Chapter 2 There and Back again

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The flames licked at the sides of the chimeny turning the wood logs to soot. Draco took his cup of tea and sipped the bitter liquid . He sighed and glared at the fire intently. It had been a month since Lucius departure.

The silence in the house was sweet which indicated that nothing had changed while Lucius was gone but to Draco, it felt everything had. He sometimes felt strange that he could sense things that neither his mother or father could, and that in turn fightened Narissa. Even in the wizarding world hearing voices or sensing things was not a sign of greatness but of unnatural behavior.

Ever since Lucius started these bussiness trips he never left his study and the issue of knocking before entering became inforced. There was something going on or very important Lucius may have planned and Draco was waiting for the end result.

Finaly calling it quits, Draco put out the fire with the rest of his tea. He had been waiting at the front of the fire for quite some time and his hopes were set that his father would be late even if it was a day or two but two more weeks? It was unbelieveable. He took one last look at the fire place and headed for bed with Hogwarts on his mind.

Draco practiced extra hard this year to win against Gryffindor, his rival house. He was plenty tired of Harry being the center of attention at school, and to strip that away he was practing extra hard over the summer. His reflexes were sharper than before and he found many ways to pick up speed on his Nimbus 2002. He changed quite alot over the past three months. Something his mum brought up over dinner.

Draco grew a couple of inches in hight and his body became firm and tight from the practicing on his broomstick. His gray eyes grew percing and beautiful. His platnuim blonde hair was shaggier and his now sinster smile was softer and to some that deny this he looked sexy.

Draco stripped off his clothes and stepped into the shower. The biting cold water hit his pale skin as he thought about his dating status at school. Draco dated many diffrent types of girls but still hadn't found one he could hold onto.

He was constantlygoing for girlsthat he wanted the good, the bad and the vixen, and in turn with his Malfoy ways and a little elbo grease he got her. They kissed, fummbled, tounged and just like all the blondes, red-heads, and bunettes he had dated; they were dumped after three weeks.

So why was he still a virgin?

Though he never got very far like Crabbe, Goyle and Montague who were constanlty bragging about the chicks they banged he had a rep. So why did he turned down Raven, the girl every guy wanted to fuck?. Why did he tell her it wasn't working out when everything was squeaky clean-perfect?

I'm too chicken shit thats why...

Draco hastly grabbed a towel and dried his body off.

Maybe I don't need sex. Nobody thinks I'm a virgin.

For once in Draco's arrogant life he was right. Every girl admired his so called skills and every guy wished that had them. If only they knew that he was all about talk. But he in the world of sex crazed teenagers, talk was cheap. So that's why he had to cut 'em lose. And of course gossiping girls lied about their rondevous they had with Draco which landed him in the safe lane.

But it was all a matter of time before the truth came out and time was not at all on his side.

Draco peered at himself in the mirror. Cold gray eyes reflected back to him as he dried his soaking wet features. He turned the knob to the sink and began to brush his teeth.

Asshole

Draco spat out his tooth-paste and rised his mouth.

"Besides, if I had sex, who would it be with?'

Draco made his way to his bed and drew back the covers so that he could slip inside. He stared at the celing and thought for a moment..

'Pasky?'

"Fuck it" he mumbled. He groaned and turned on his stomach.

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To him, moring came all to quickly. There was a soft rap at the door. He stood, grabbed his black robe and saw to the door. Elyen, a house elf, stood a good five feet shorter than him. She bowed down quickly, her long nose slightly sweeping the floor.

Draco cleared his voice which made Elyen stand straight.

"May I help you with your bags Master Malfoy?"

Draco looked back at his suitcases he packed last night for Hogwarts.

"Yes there over there." Draco stood at the door way.

"Master Malfoy, your father is waiting for you downstairs from his trip." and with that she picked up his suitcase and draged it down the stairs. The bag looked heavy-twice her size. However,Draco, being the gentle man he is, walked past her and down the stairs to meet his mother in the kitchen.

Draco smiled softly he wasn't the only one up. He took a seat at the table and smiled again at his mother. His mother's head was low and she held one side of her cheek and smiled weakly at her son.

"Moring, Draco. I bet you can't wait to go to school?"

"I can hardly," he said sarcasticaly as he poored his some orange juice.

He looked his mum over. Her hand shaked slightly when she sipped her coffe and her left hand was over her right cheek as if conceling something.

"Mum."

"What?," she spoke without looking up.

"Look at me." She slowly raised her head up and gazed at him shly with her hand still over her cheek. Draco reached over the table and slowly pushed her hand away from her cheek. Black and blue burises marked her soft skin. He touched it and she winced. They were still fresh.

He pushed up her sleeve and discoved more there.She snatched her wrist away and stared down at the fingers.

"God, mum how-why?-mum?" she whispered softly.

"So, did you pack your things for school D-Draco?"

"Mum, who did this? I swear I'll kill them." She shook her head and smiled sweetly.

"It's okay he promised he'd never do it again." A tear rolled down her cheek and she wiped it away.

"He?"

Narissa looked up sharply and stared at Draco. He turned around and saw his father standing behind him. Strong hands landed on his shoulder.

"I- I made you some breakfast if you like,"Narissca saidstanding from the table and passed Lucius a plate of food. "I made the toast just how you wanted-"

"Draco, get your things I'm taking you to nine and three quaters." Lucius glared at Narissa and then to Draco. He bent over and stroked Narissa's bruise. She flintched at his gentle touch as he kissed her cheek and smiled sweetly. "Put some ice on that It looks bad. Oh I'm not hungry. You should put on a sweater it's cold in here." He walked away leaving Narissca smiling sadly. Draco followed him promsing to himself that he would never hit a woman he loved.

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When ever Draco came to platform nine-and-three-quaters he always felt like he was back and this year there was going to be a new and better Draco. Girls that treated him badly or thought he wasn't anything were looking his way and when he told them his name they were embarassed and quickly walked away to their girlfriends whispering about the new Draco.

He felt he hadn't changed a bit and made sure everyone knew this. Hermione was walking near by and stepped on his shoe on a mistake.

"Watch it mudblood you got my brand new shoes dirty," he pulls out a white cloth and cleans it dramticly. Ron and Harry quickly walk up to Hermione and sneer down at Draco.

"Take that back you filty-

"Or what?" Draco said, "you'll give me a scar like your boyfriend Pot head, Weasel?" Draco, still wiping his shoes cursed under his breath, mad that the dirt wasn't coming off. He looked up to Hermione with a angry face as if it she to blame. Ron yoked him up off the floor and pushed him up against the wall. Draco's face scratched the brick wall as he yelled out a little. Hermione gasped at the sudden movement.

"Your so fucking lucky that God love's you or I would shove my wand up your arse and make you eat it for breakfast," Ron mumbled in Draco's face.

Draco chuckled loudly. "Mmm,...that would taste great being that I only drank orange juice for breakfast."

"With an ounce of bullshit," Harry added.

Hermione noticed a croud and saw two familuar lumpy figures approaching her way. Crabbe and Goyle.

"Ron, let the filth go."

Crabbe and Goyle grunted loudly behind Ron who realsed him roughly. "Punk ass bitch..." mumbled Ron turning back to Hermione he held her hand and walked way shooting glares towards Draco.

Draco straighted his clothes out and licked his cut lip.

"You alright ?" Crabbe said rushing to his side.

"Ever better." Draco said joining his friends on the Hogwarts express. They searched for a compartment on the train.

"Did you guys see Montague? He was supposed to be here" Draco replied.

Crabbe and Goyle exchanged looks and laughed.

"What?"

They turn around to see a handsome blacked haired-greeneyed boy smiling with his tie slightly out of place. His lips had a hint of pink lipstick-obviously not his and his belt buckle slightly undone. He ran his fingers through his hair and smirked.

"Miss me?"

Draco laughed. "Oh, boy your at it again! Who was it this time?"

Montague smiled and openedthe doorto thetrain. "Angelina."

Draco, Crabbe and Goyle gawked at him in envy.

"Your crazy, what if Fred finds out-

"He won't and if he does all the better." He eyed the darkskinned chaser who in turn smiled back as she held hands with Fred. "So," said Montague bored with the topic,"I have some exciting news."

"So, do I," said Draco finaly finding an empty compartment door. They follow him inside."You first Montague."

"Well...I made Qudditch Captain!" The boys cheered giddly and then straighted themselfs out. "You?"

"Well I made Perfect..." Draco was the only silent one.

"Aren't you happy Draco? You get to boss around freak'n first year Gryffindors and stupid-smart Ravenclaws," said Crabbe.

"I guess."

"Don't forget Danger,Weasel, and Pothead,"added Goyle buying cakes form the lady with the trolly cart.

"Yes, yes-I know."

"So?" said Montague checking out the lady now bended over to pick up something she dropped.

"I don't want to talk about it let's just celebrate our victory for being-

"The best," grinned Montague.

"Yeah, the best," Draco mumbled to himself thinking about his father.

"So, who's captain for the Gryffindor's?"

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Yep second chapter up and third will follow soon. I would like to thank everyone who took the time of day to read this story! I love you all MuWah!

special thanks to:

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sugar n spice 522: there's more to come and yes the Oc's will come too.