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 two: on a crisp moon lit night…many things could happen…
Draco's point of view…
I got out of the carriage and then headed towards the castle. Even before I opened the door, swarms of girls came out of the castle and surround me. I smirk at the faces of some guys coming around the corner, was I good or what?
I shove my way through, getting tired and all. The girls follow me like love sick puppies, some actually making the puppy dog eyes. PATHETIC. I rapidly walk to the Slytherin common room portrait, the swarms of girls left behind somewhere in the dark.
I say the password and the portrait opens, then I go inside. It's all ready nine o'clock at night. I decide to go to sleep early and head to my own privet room. As I say another password I am greeted by my room. It is a huge one, with a king sized bed, desk, bathroom, and as well as other necessities.
The colors of the room are mostly black, silver and green. Slytherin colors. I take off my clothes and jump into bed; the silk sheets are great, as more than one female has complemented me on. Before my head even hits the pillow, I'm already asleep.
Author's point of view…
Draco Malfoy continued sleeping, UN aware of the changes that where to occur, for this was no ordinary night. The moon shone brightly outside, and the air was crisp…the stars shone brightly all through this. Draco Malfoy still slept on. At around midnight, his balcony doors opened, sending a cold breeze onto his room. Shivering he covered himself up.
Red sparks, combined with blue, yellow and green entered along. Quite words where softly spoken; only heard by those other than Draco.
Moon that shines all through the day,
Change this evil boy's face…
Draco's face began to get wider and fat; it was turning into a greenish color. The silent words continued echoing, soothing some and disturbing others.
Turn it green and a light yellow,
Make him suffer all tomorrow,
Till he knows what's right and wrong,
Till he knows how to love.
Light laughter continued through the chant, and then the words got slightly louder…
Turn his body round and thick,
Turn his hands a slimy green,
Replace them with the creature that I wish,
The old Draco's body will no more exist!
More laughter came after this and then it turned sinister. The laughter of the old crone was high pitched and not soothing anymore. Draco woke up, and opened one of his eyes. He noticed nothing out of the ordinary so he went to sleep. He was now a greenish yellowish frog.
Turn his body round and thick!
Turn his hands a slimy green!
Make his tongue big and long!
Replace him with the creature that I wish!
Draco finally woke up, and sat up with a start, the sounds of the crone's voice in his head. He shooked his head and made himself believe it was all a dream. But when he looked down upon himself he saw his body green, and he thought it was all a fantasy.
"Shit!" was all he could say, although it wasn't in English anymore.
He looked around and saw things bigger, he was in between his sheets and he struggled to untangle himself. He looked towards his balcony and saw the crone once again. A grin was on her face. She said a few more words.
This boy has disrespected me,
And I was not the first,
That's why only his enemy will be able to know him first,
One person can only hear you,
One person could only help you,
One person could give you your kiss,
And one person could destroy you before this!
Malfoy, my boy,
A kiss from a princess is all you need,
And to survive through this!
The crone then vanished into thin air. The balcony doors closed, and the lights left his room. Draco shouted one more time, trying to call her back to set things right. It didn't work though, the crone had left, and now Draco is thinking he is dead.
Author's note: yup, I know this is a short chapter, but I will make others longer! Please review! Oh, and thanks to my 2 reviewers…EosRaven and Ritsi. Thanks for reviewing! You get a cookie now! (gives them both a cookie…)BYE!
Crimson sadows