A/n-- Sorry it took a while to update...Teachers like being sadistic before break as I'm sure many of you know and I had quite a bit of homework...not to mention that D in earth science I need(ed) to bring up(earth science...grar....theres no slash involved in that so theres no point to it.)...but anyway, hope that you like this chapter. I should actually be able to update at least once or twice more during the break. Anyways, to my reviewers...:
GaBrIeLa2--I'm glad you liked it! I actually almost didn't write the beach part...but then when rereading what I wrote, I realized something was missing, so I added it. Now I'm glad I did Thanks for the review
Leak A.--Thanks! I'm glad you like my of writing. I'm usually one for angstyness so...Anyway thanks for the review and hope you like this chapter.
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Elizabeth Turner--Hehe I take it your a POTC fan too? Well I'm glad you like my fic. I know what you mean....I'm not one to just stick with one ship. I like the ones with Draco and the ones with Neville(poor Nev doesn't never gets the attention he deserves--). Well I hope you like this chapter. Thanks for reviewing
Alright Anyways onward to the chapter. We're back with Dray for this one. Hope ya like it.
The next day Draco woke up around 9. He stood and went to the door, but as he reached for the doorknob he froze. He could hear talking downstairs. It was his mother and...a man. Curious, Draco quietly opened the door and crept out of his desolated room. He was careful to avoid the spots on the floor that creaked as he made his way slowly to the stairs.
The talking was coming from the room at the bottom of the spiraling staircase. As he got closer, he could tell who the man's voice was. It was Severus Snape...He stopped at the top of the stairs, fully able to make out what they were saying from there. He kneeled at the edge of the first step, gripping onto the side of it and peered downward. He saw his mother looking hungrily at Severus and his godfather looking horrified.
"Sevvy...Lucius will never know....he wouldn't care anyways..." He heard his mother say in a seductive tone. Draco felt a wave of disgust hit him. His mother, a person he hated more than even the dark lord himself, was hitting on his Godfather. Draco resisted the urge to gag as he listened to poor Severus's response.
"Narcissa you know very well we can't...what would Draco think?" He said on an impulse, praying the mad woman would leave him alone. Not only did he hate Narcissa, it wasn't as if he liked women anyway. Narcissa pouted.
"He's fast asleep...the lazy boy won't hear us...besides we can use a silencing charm. He knows better than to come in my room." Narcissa purred, reaching out to stroke Severus's hair. Severus took a step back only to realize that he was trapped against the wall. Narcissa smiled and pinned his arms to the wall and kissed him. Draco, lost in a wave of shock, disgust and pity , lost his balance and toppled down the stairs, landing at the bottom with a thud. Narcissa stopped kissing and turned around to see what had so rudely interrupted her. Snape, relieved to be free of the madwoman, but equally concerned about Draco rushed over to where the boy was beginning to sit up, rubbing his head.
"Draco are you alright?" He asked in a concerned tone. Narcissa glared at Draco.
"Yes Draco are you alright?" She asked in a clearly uncaring voice. Draco sighed and nodded. He had landed hard on his head and knew, while it wasn't concussion level, he would definitely have a hell of a headache.
"C'mon Draco, I'll take you to your room." Snape said quickly, before Narcissa could say anything else, extremely grateful for the excuse to leave Narcissa's presence. He helped the boy to his feet and guided him to the room at the top of the stairs, only daring to look back once. What he saw was an enraged Narcissa glaring at him icily. He hoped Draco wouldn't get in trouble for this later. When they reached the room, he helped Draco onto the bed.
"Thanks Draco...I know you probably didn't to fall down the stairs on purpose but even so...you saved me." He said and Draco smiled slightly. Severus wasn't truly the bastard he acted like at school. But he only acted like himself was around Draco and his father.
"No problem Sev. So...what brings you here?" He asked, a headache starting to form. Severus's face darkened slightly.
"I will visiting your father tomorrow...I was wondering if you would like to write a letter to him. I think he would like one." He told Draco. Draco sat up immediately.
"Really!? I thought they weren't letting visitors in." Draco said, his spirits rising. Severus sighed.
"Technically they're not...but I got permission from Dumbledore...and you know how Fudge has been has been since he found out Voldemorts been resurrected." He reminded Draco.
"You mean since the people learned that Dumbledore was right and Fudge was wrong, causing them to lose faith, which is threatening Fudge's position as Minister so now he is practically a slave to Dumbledore so he won't lose his job." Draco said in a sentence. Severus smiled at the boy's intuition.
"Yeah that too....so anyway I'm allowed to visit tomorrow with Dumbledore's permission..." He restated. Draco sighed.
"Okay ! I'll write a letter then. I hope father's still sane..." Draco said, his mood almost depleting again. What if his dad was insane now...he had heard they had brought in some new creature to replace the dementors.
'Gods what's happening to him?' Draco thought to himself. 'What if he'll never be the same? What if he became blank, an empty shell...like what happened to Longbottom's parents...what if....'
Severus, sensing Draco's worry, put a hand comfortingly on the boy's shoulder.
"He's strong...he'll be fine. He's been through worse and will survive this." Severus told Draco confidently. Draco smiled weakly at his godfather.
"Yeah....you're probably right....well....I'd better get started on that letter....you can stay here if you want...you know to escape the banshee--I mean mother." He said as he reached for parchment and a quill. Severus shook his head though.
"No I'd best be going. I'll be back around 6 though to pick it up. Your mother already invited me to dinner...lucky me... Have it ready by then. Oh and here." He said and reached into his bag he always carried with him, pulling out a small vial with a clear liquid.
"For your headache..." He said before Draco could ask, smiling. Draco took hold of the vial.
"How do you always know these things...?" He asked. Severus stood up and began to walk away then turning back.
"I know everything Draco. Not to mention the fact that you have a pained expression on your face, you keep rubbing your head and then there's that large bump forming on the side of your head." He said with a smug grin. Draco sighed and smiled back.
"Well I'd better go now...I'll tell your mother that I'm coming back later so hopefully she won't give you hell later on." He said and then walked out. Draco leaned back against his bed and picked up his quill and parchment. He sighed, trying to think of what to write. He decided that
'Dear father, how are you? Mother's a bitch and life sucks for all of this.' Wouldn't be quite appropriate. He also decided that maybe he should alleviate his headache. He drank the liquid and felt his head being relieved of pain immediately. He smiled at Severus's quick thinking and then picked up his quill and parchment again and began to write.
'Father,
I pray that everything is alright for you. I love you with all my heart and wish you all the strength you need. Everything is fine here, so don't worry about it. Mother doesn't bother me anymore than she usually does. I miss you more than imaginable and hope to see you soon. I got my grades back from Hogwarts and I did well...not as well as Granger but better than Longbottom at least. Although I feel empty without you here, knowing you are stuck in that horrible prison, I will stay strong for you, as I hope you will stay strong for me. I love you father and even though I don't know what tomorrow has in store for me or you, I hope to the gods that it won't be something bad. Just hang in there dad....I know you can make it. I wouldn't have gotten far in life without you and your support. You've done so much for me and I appreciate it all. I love every minute I'm able to be with you and want to be able to spend many many many more minutes with you, so please don't give up. We will someday see each other....hopefully someday soon.
Your Dragon forever, Draco.'
It took Draco about 20 minutes to write the letter, careful of what he added. He didn't dare reread the letter, knowing he would most likely end up rewriting the thing 50 times even though it was fine the way was now. He knew his father wouldn't want the letter to be some over meticulous piece of writing that was void of emotion. He sighed and put down his quill, hugging the letter to himself, not quite caring that it would get wrinkled. He looked over at the clock. It read 9:30. It was going to be a long day of waiting.
He let his eyes and mind wander to the window. The skies were bright and sunny, a drastic change from the day before. He smiled and tried to relax, telling himself it would all be ok. Telling himself his father would be alright, that he would escape or be let out soon. That the dark lord wouldn't find out about Severus's or his father's disloyalty. That all the problems he had would all wash away and be replaced with happiness. It reminded him of a song his father made up for him when he was little and couldn't get to bed because of a nightmare. Draco started to hum it to himself, singing the words quietly.
Fly away Dragon,
Fly away from all your fears
Soar high above the clouds
Let the wind wipe away all of your tears
Fly high up into the stars
Make a wish upon each one you see
And pretty soon for you Dragon
All those wishes will become reality
Fly away into a rainbow
Let the s shine upon your wings
So magnificent will they be
That all the angels sing
Fly away Dragon
But promise me that you'll come back one day
For you are what makes this world shine
And the whole world cries while you're away
Draco finished only to realize tears were falling down his face. He wiped them away and sighed, closing his eyes. If he could only sleep. Then the day would go by faster. The letter crinkled as he turned to lay on his side. He closed his eyes and yawned. He had not gotten much of a nights sleep since the first incident with his mother. Sleep finally claimed him a few minutes later and he dreamed a strange dream.
Draco's Dream
He was a dragon, soaring through the bright blue skies. Everything seemed so perfect. He went higher and higher into the clouds, never wanting to come down. He was in complete bliss....he had no problems or worries whatsoever. But a cry soon caught his attention. It was a loud cry filled with pain. He looked down and saw something being held over a cliff. Draco was concerned. So he glided down to the ground and landed . He looked toward the direction where the object was. He saw his father in a beaten state in a cage dangling by a rope over a high up cliff.
Draco began to fly upward toward the cage, determined to save his father, but seconds after take off, he fell and landed with a thud. He looked around in shock before realizing his wings were gone. He looked up and could only watched in horror as the rope holding his father up snapped and the cage fell downward and downward into a nothingness. Draco began to cry in anguish. Soon he heard a familiar, cruel laugh. He turned around to see his mother.
"Baby Dragon you disgust me. You couldn't save your father." She said.
"I couldn't! I tried and I couldn't!" He protested through sobs. His mother smirked ruthlessly.
"That's no excuse. Because of you he's dead." She said and laughed.
"NO!" He cried out. She smiled at him
"Aww does Dwaco miss his daddy? Did Dwaco wuv his daddy?" She asked in a mocking tone.
"I loved him more than anything..." He said, the tears still streaming down his face.
"More than you should have. More than what is normal for a son." She said, grinning evilly. He gasped.
"N-no! I loved him....b-but...only as a dad!" He cried out in a voice of doubt.
"Liar!" She hissed. "Those dreams you have of him...that feeling you get when you touch...that is not normal...do not fool yourself. You're a freak! Good thing he's dead..."
"SHUT UP!" Draco cried angrily. He ran to attack, but Narcissa floated above his reach and began to laugh mercilessly. The laughter became louder and louder, drowning out any other noise. Soon his perfect world began to spin, the landscape meshing together around him. He closed his eyes, tears escaping.
"Father...please don't be dead....I love you..." He said and when he opened his eyes, he was back in his room. He sighed relieved and then looked at the clock. It read 5:00. Only two more hours until he saw Severus again. He looked down making the sure the letter was still there. He smiled at the sight. He was so glad his father was still alive. He sighed and looked out the window.
"Father I don't know how exactly I feel about you...but I do know....that you mean most to me. And I know...that no matter what...I will do what I can to help you...and to be with you." he said to himself before getting and and going to the bathroom to get ready for dinner with Severus and his mother.
A/N WOW! That wasn't too bad considering its....3:30am....xx Oh well Well anyway sorry for the corny song...it just kinda came to me and you know...I didn't want it to go to waste. --;; Anyways, I hope you all like where I'm going with this still and if you have any comments/ideas/concerns/erm...flames I guess--;; then review okey bye!
GaBrIeLa2--I'm glad you liked it! I actually almost didn't write the beach part...but then when rereading what I wrote, I realized something was missing, so I added it. Now I'm glad I did Thanks for the review
Leak A.--Thanks! I'm glad you like my of writing. I'm usually one for angstyness so...Anyway thanks for the review and hope you like this chapter.
Chrissy430--Here's your update. Hope you like it. Thank you for reviewing
Elizabeth Turner--Hehe I take it your a POTC fan too? Well I'm glad you like my fic. I know what you mean....I'm not one to just stick with one ship. I like the ones with Draco and the ones with Neville(poor Nev doesn't never gets the attention he deserves--). Well I hope you like this chapter. Thanks for reviewing
Alright Anyways onward to the chapter. We're back with Dray for this one. Hope ya like it.
The next day Draco woke up around 9. He stood and went to the door, but as he reached for the doorknob he froze. He could hear talking downstairs. It was his mother and...a man. Curious, Draco quietly opened the door and crept out of his desolated room. He was careful to avoid the spots on the floor that creaked as he made his way slowly to the stairs.
The talking was coming from the room at the bottom of the spiraling staircase. As he got closer, he could tell who the man's voice was. It was Severus Snape...He stopped at the top of the stairs, fully able to make out what they were saying from there. He kneeled at the edge of the first step, gripping onto the side of it and peered downward. He saw his mother looking hungrily at Severus and his godfather looking horrified.
"Sevvy...Lucius will never know....he wouldn't care anyways..." He heard his mother say in a seductive tone. Draco felt a wave of disgust hit him. His mother, a person he hated more than even the dark lord himself, was hitting on his Godfather. Draco resisted the urge to gag as he listened to poor Severus's response.
"Narcissa you know very well we can't...what would Draco think?" He said on an impulse, praying the mad woman would leave him alone. Not only did he hate Narcissa, it wasn't as if he liked women anyway. Narcissa pouted.
"He's fast asleep...the lazy boy won't hear us...besides we can use a silencing charm. He knows better than to come in my room." Narcissa purred, reaching out to stroke Severus's hair. Severus took a step back only to realize that he was trapped against the wall. Narcissa smiled and pinned his arms to the wall and kissed him. Draco, lost in a wave of shock, disgust and pity , lost his balance and toppled down the stairs, landing at the bottom with a thud. Narcissa stopped kissing and turned around to see what had so rudely interrupted her. Snape, relieved to be free of the madwoman, but equally concerned about Draco rushed over to where the boy was beginning to sit up, rubbing his head.
"Draco are you alright?" He asked in a concerned tone. Narcissa glared at Draco.
"Yes Draco are you alright?" She asked in a clearly uncaring voice. Draco sighed and nodded. He had landed hard on his head and knew, while it wasn't concussion level, he would definitely have a hell of a headache.
"C'mon Draco, I'll take you to your room." Snape said quickly, before Narcissa could say anything else, extremely grateful for the excuse to leave Narcissa's presence. He helped the boy to his feet and guided him to the room at the top of the stairs, only daring to look back once. What he saw was an enraged Narcissa glaring at him icily. He hoped Draco wouldn't get in trouble for this later. When they reached the room, he helped Draco onto the bed.
"Thanks Draco...I know you probably didn't to fall down the stairs on purpose but even so...you saved me." He said and Draco smiled slightly. Severus wasn't truly the bastard he acted like at school. But he only acted like himself was around Draco and his father.
"No problem Sev. So...what brings you here?" He asked, a headache starting to form. Severus's face darkened slightly.
"I will visiting your father tomorrow...I was wondering if you would like to write a letter to him. I think he would like one." He told Draco. Draco sat up immediately.
"Really!? I thought they weren't letting visitors in." Draco said, his spirits rising. Severus sighed.
"Technically they're not...but I got permission from Dumbledore...and you know how Fudge has been has been since he found out Voldemorts been resurrected." He reminded Draco.
"You mean since the people learned that Dumbledore was right and Fudge was wrong, causing them to lose faith, which is threatening Fudge's position as Minister so now he is practically a slave to Dumbledore so he won't lose his job." Draco said in a sentence. Severus smiled at the boy's intuition.
"Yeah that too....so anyway I'm allowed to visit tomorrow with Dumbledore's permission..." He restated. Draco sighed.
"Okay ! I'll write a letter then. I hope father's still sane..." Draco said, his mood almost depleting again. What if his dad was insane now...he had heard they had brought in some new creature to replace the dementors.
'Gods what's happening to him?' Draco thought to himself. 'What if he'll never be the same? What if he became blank, an empty shell...like what happened to Longbottom's parents...what if....'
Severus, sensing Draco's worry, put a hand comfortingly on the boy's shoulder.
"He's strong...he'll be fine. He's been through worse and will survive this." Severus told Draco confidently. Draco smiled weakly at his godfather.
"Yeah....you're probably right....well....I'd better get started on that letter....you can stay here if you want...you know to escape the banshee--I mean mother." He said as he reached for parchment and a quill. Severus shook his head though.
"No I'd best be going. I'll be back around 6 though to pick it up. Your mother already invited me to dinner...lucky me... Have it ready by then. Oh and here." He said and reached into his bag he always carried with him, pulling out a small vial with a clear liquid.
"For your headache..." He said before Draco could ask, smiling. Draco took hold of the vial.
"How do you always know these things...?" He asked. Severus stood up and began to walk away then turning back.
"I know everything Draco. Not to mention the fact that you have a pained expression on your face, you keep rubbing your head and then there's that large bump forming on the side of your head." He said with a smug grin. Draco sighed and smiled back.
"Well I'd better go now...I'll tell your mother that I'm coming back later so hopefully she won't give you hell later on." He said and then walked out. Draco leaned back against his bed and picked up his quill and parchment. He sighed, trying to think of what to write. He decided that
'Dear father, how are you? Mother's a bitch and life sucks for all of this.' Wouldn't be quite appropriate. He also decided that maybe he should alleviate his headache. He drank the liquid and felt his head being relieved of pain immediately. He smiled at Severus's quick thinking and then picked up his quill and parchment again and began to write.
'Father,
I pray that everything is alright for you. I love you with all my heart and wish you all the strength you need. Everything is fine here, so don't worry about it. Mother doesn't bother me anymore than she usually does. I miss you more than imaginable and hope to see you soon. I got my grades back from Hogwarts and I did well...not as well as Granger but better than Longbottom at least. Although I feel empty without you here, knowing you are stuck in that horrible prison, I will stay strong for you, as I hope you will stay strong for me. I love you father and even though I don't know what tomorrow has in store for me or you, I hope to the gods that it won't be something bad. Just hang in there dad....I know you can make it. I wouldn't have gotten far in life without you and your support. You've done so much for me and I appreciate it all. I love every minute I'm able to be with you and want to be able to spend many many many more minutes with you, so please don't give up. We will someday see each other....hopefully someday soon.
Your Dragon forever, Draco.'
It took Draco about 20 minutes to write the letter, careful of what he added. He didn't dare reread the letter, knowing he would most likely end up rewriting the thing 50 times even though it was fine the way was now. He knew his father wouldn't want the letter to be some over meticulous piece of writing that was void of emotion. He sighed and put down his quill, hugging the letter to himself, not quite caring that it would get wrinkled. He looked over at the clock. It read 9:30. It was going to be a long day of waiting.
He let his eyes and mind wander to the window. The skies were bright and sunny, a drastic change from the day before. He smiled and tried to relax, telling himself it would all be ok. Telling himself his father would be alright, that he would escape or be let out soon. That the dark lord wouldn't find out about Severus's or his father's disloyalty. That all the problems he had would all wash away and be replaced with happiness. It reminded him of a song his father made up for him when he was little and couldn't get to bed because of a nightmare. Draco started to hum it to himself, singing the words quietly.
Fly away Dragon,
Fly away from all your fears
Soar high above the clouds
Let the wind wipe away all of your tears
Fly high up into the stars
Make a wish upon each one you see
And pretty soon for you Dragon
All those wishes will become reality
Fly away into a rainbow
Let the s shine upon your wings
So magnificent will they be
That all the angels sing
Fly away Dragon
But promise me that you'll come back one day
For you are what makes this world shine
And the whole world cries while you're away
Draco finished only to realize tears were falling down his face. He wiped them away and sighed, closing his eyes. If he could only sleep. Then the day would go by faster. The letter crinkled as he turned to lay on his side. He closed his eyes and yawned. He had not gotten much of a nights sleep since the first incident with his mother. Sleep finally claimed him a few minutes later and he dreamed a strange dream.
Draco's Dream
He was a dragon, soaring through the bright blue skies. Everything seemed so perfect. He went higher and higher into the clouds, never wanting to come down. He was in complete bliss....he had no problems or worries whatsoever. But a cry soon caught his attention. It was a loud cry filled with pain. He looked down and saw something being held over a cliff. Draco was concerned. So he glided down to the ground and landed . He looked toward the direction where the object was. He saw his father in a beaten state in a cage dangling by a rope over a high up cliff.
Draco began to fly upward toward the cage, determined to save his father, but seconds after take off, he fell and landed with a thud. He looked around in shock before realizing his wings were gone. He looked up and could only watched in horror as the rope holding his father up snapped and the cage fell downward and downward into a nothingness. Draco began to cry in anguish. Soon he heard a familiar, cruel laugh. He turned around to see his mother.
"Baby Dragon you disgust me. You couldn't save your father." She said.
"I couldn't! I tried and I couldn't!" He protested through sobs. His mother smirked ruthlessly.
"That's no excuse. Because of you he's dead." She said and laughed.
"NO!" He cried out. She smiled at him
"Aww does Dwaco miss his daddy? Did Dwaco wuv his daddy?" She asked in a mocking tone.
"I loved him more than anything..." He said, the tears still streaming down his face.
"More than you should have. More than what is normal for a son." She said, grinning evilly. He gasped.
"N-no! I loved him....b-but...only as a dad!" He cried out in a voice of doubt.
"Liar!" She hissed. "Those dreams you have of him...that feeling you get when you touch...that is not normal...do not fool yourself. You're a freak! Good thing he's dead..."
"SHUT UP!" Draco cried angrily. He ran to attack, but Narcissa floated above his reach and began to laugh mercilessly. The laughter became louder and louder, drowning out any other noise. Soon his perfect world began to spin, the landscape meshing together around him. He closed his eyes, tears escaping.
"Father...please don't be dead....I love you..." He said and when he opened his eyes, he was back in his room. He sighed relieved and then looked at the clock. It read 5:00. Only two more hours until he saw Severus again. He looked down making the sure the letter was still there. He smiled at the sight. He was so glad his father was still alive. He sighed and looked out the window.
"Father I don't know how exactly I feel about you...but I do know....that you mean most to me. And I know...that no matter what...I will do what I can to help you...and to be with you." he said to himself before getting and and going to the bathroom to get ready for dinner with Severus and his mother.
A/N WOW! That wasn't too bad considering its....3:30am....xx Oh well Well anyway sorry for the corny song...it just kinda came to me and you know...I didn't want it to go to waste. --;; Anyways, I hope you all like where I'm going with this still and if you have any comments/ideas/concerns/erm...flames I guess--;; then review okey bye!