By: crimson sadows
Title: The Frog Prince
Summary: Draco Malfoy pissed of an evil witch, a powerful one actually. That's probably why he got turned into a frog. Because of that he has no choice but to look for a princess to rid him of the spell. Should be easy enough, right? Well, not exactly…they're aren't exactly princesses running around Hogwarts, or are they?
Disclaimer: I will try to explain for all those who don't process things that well…I DO NOT OWN THE HARRY POTTER BOOKS! Now that I got that over with on to the first chapter of my story…The Frog Prince
Chapter one:
Draco's point of view…
Draco Malfoy is the name, I'm known for my fantastic looks. All the girls are attracted to me, then again who wouldn't be? I have a body others are lucky to even behold. My eyes are the color of crystal clear water, and my smile has the chicks melting like wax.
My hair is as gold as the sun's rays, covering my eyes and giving me a seductive look. The girls love it, as well as my well sculpted face, and the dimples in my cheeks. My body is muscular, as well it should be as I am the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team.
If my looks weren't enough to bring the women to me, my money should. My family is rich, well beyond rich actually. We have enough money to help care for all the people in London. But, of course why would I even want to give money to them? Those things aren't even worthy enough to be in my presence.
I am also a pureblood; I don't associate with mud bloods and detest those who do hang out with them. I have the greatest grades in my year, or would off if that despicable Granger wasn't such a god damned book worm! She is such a shameful specimen of the female species.
Her hair is bushy, beyond that actually. Not like mine that's smooth and manageable. Her clothes are rags, Weasley for goodness sake has better clothes than her! But, why doesn't that surprise me? Well, she is one of those low life mud bloods I was talking about. She spends her WHOLE time in the library or with those other two, Harry Potter and Ron weasley.
Enough about them anyway, you probably want to know all about me. As I'm sure you do, nobody can resist my Malfoy charms. I'm five feet nine and I live with my mother when I'm not at Hogwarts. My father died a year before, during the downfall of Voldemort. The light side won, it wasn't a surprise though…the good always wins.
Nonetheless, my father's death doesn't depress me in the least. I think of it as a blessing, he ALWAYS used to try and make me do what HE wanted. Now that he is dead no one tells me what to do.
Right now I'm in the Three Broomsticks, drinking a butter beer. This girl, I forgot her name, is snuggling next to me. I don't really mind, as long as she doesn't get my robes dirty, I didn't pay a thousand galleons for my robe to get dirty.
This chick has long black hair; pouty lips, big green eyes and a figure that would make all men worship her. I of course wasn't one of them. I don't worship anyone, THEY worship me. I can have any pick of the girls in Hogwarts, even that red head, I forgot her name…that dude's sister…hmmm…well anyway HER.
She has been giving me the eye; you know the one that says that she wants me, since I started my seventh year at Hogwarts. I think I'll save her for later, when I get tired of all the other females that actually beg me to go out with them. It's really pathetic actually, the way the grovel at my feet to get a date out of me.
After I'm done drinking my butter beer I stand up and head outside. I didn't even glance at the girl I had been doing things with last night. She was really easy actually, but I had enough of her. She calls my name when I get to the door, but I ignore her. She probably thinks she was special to me. YEAH RIGHT. She was just another girl added to my list.
As I walk outside and rapidly turn a corner I bump into someone. I looked to see who it was. The lady was ragged looking, with light blue eyes, almost white in their color. Her clothes were ripped, her hair a mess and it looked as if someone had shocked her, or she saw herself in the mirror.
Her face was a mass of wrinkles, her nose long and pointy and she smiled at me. Her teeth were yellow, two of the front ones were missing and I could smell her fowl odor all the way where I was standing.
She reached over to me and touched my shoulder. I cringed and stepped back, saying something I would regret later.
"look where you are going, you old hag! These are new robes that you just touched with your hideous hand! I'll have to burn them now that you have touched them! And what the hell is wrong with your breath! Don't you know how to say a quick spell to wash them?"
I really had said the wrong thing then, she didn't take kindly to my critism because her eyes turned into slits and her gaze was fierce. She stepped towards me and I had a sudden feeling that I should run. I stepped back and she stepped forward, she then took out her wand.
We were both in a secluded area where no one was around to see us. Damn. Me and my big mouth.
"Never call me an old hag again! How dare you call me that and tell me all those things! NEVER AGAIN will you say those things to me again! You need to be taught a lesson, and I will be the one to make sure you accomplish it."
The old witch raised her wand at me and I shrunk back. She murmured something from under her breath; it went something like this…
Earth and wind,
Fire and sea,
This kid has disrespected me!
To be taught a lesson is what needs to be done!
And to get rid of his cold heart!
When the moon gets full,
And the air is crisp,
The stars are shinning through all of this,
Into a frog is what he'll turn into,
Live like that he shall!
Until, he learns a lesson,
And gets a kiss from a true princess!
North and south!
East and west!
Turn him into my request!
By light of moon!
And long of night!
As I say this, make it all right!
Earth and wind!
Fire and sea!
As I say this so mote it be!
A light appeared from her wand and shot at me. It send shivers up my spine and I closed my eyes. When I opened them again the old crone was gone. I looked at myself and realized I was still human. I knew she wasn't really going to do anything. I mean who would do that to me?
I headed back to Hogwarts, taking a carriage. I had probably imagined all of that shit anyway. Yes, that was it. The butter beer had probably just gone to me head.
Author's Note: I hope you guys liked this chapter of my new story! I'm going to have a lot of fun writing this and torturing people too! I'll try and update as soon as I can, but I won't guarantee that it will be fast, I have WAY to much work!
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Crimson Sadows