Blame: Draco's receival of his prefect pin.
He loved the feeling of the wind rushing through and past him. It was exhilarating and Draco took the chances to experience it as much as possible during the summer holidays. However, much to his dismay, the weather was not on his side and it decided to begin pouring down rain upon him. Cursing, he turned his Nimbus 2001 toward the family's Wiltshire estate, also known as home.
Draco knew that he could, for all intents and purposes, stay out in the inclement weather if he really wanted too, but his mother would give him that Look if he did. This late in the holidays he really didn't feel like risking his mother's wrath.
He pulled up to his window which, for better or worse, had been left open. Draco was really rather glad he had left it open, as it meant he didn't have to go in through one of the doors. He grumbled as he changed out of his drenched robes, which was quite a pain in the arse as they insisted on sticking to his body.
Finally he whipped off the rather persistent undershirt and padded quickly to his closet in nothing but his still-dry boxers. Draco dressed in casual black robes and decided it might be a good idea to check the mail. It was just about time for his Hogwarts letter to arrive.
The mail was sitting in a neat pile on the hall desk and right on top was his letter. Draco ripped it open and quickly began scanning it.
"Mr. Malfoy…September first…Standard Spells Five…Defensive magical Theory," he mumbled as he read. Draco frowned for a moment, then reread the last paragraph. His eyes widened a bit. "Prefect?" A silver and green badge chose that moment to slide out of the forgotten envelope.
"Draco, darling, are you alright?" Narcissa Malfoy entered the hall gracefully in a set of blue robes so deep they were almost black. The unusual look of surprise on her son's face had her almost worried.
Draco picked up the badge and affixed it neatly on his robe. "Nothing's wrong, Mother," he said, turning to face her. "I've just received some very good news." Draco enjoyed the look of approval in his mother's eyes.
"Very nice dear. Be sure to show your father when he comes home tonight." With that, Narcissa left.
Draco stared at the badge. It wasn't that he hadn't expected it, but it was still a bit of a shock to actually see it on his own robes. He smirked at the mirror. "Won't Potter have his knickers in a twist about this?"
~Owari