Chapter 7
The Dream
Draco finally got back to London at 6:00 PM that night and he found his chauffer, who took him to the Leaky Cauldron. Draco got out of the car and walked into the pub where Tom met him.
"Good evening Mr. Malfoy, your room is just upstairs and two doors to the left, room number five," he said handing Draco the key to the room.
Draco thanked him and took his things up to his room. He grabbed his money and walked out into the alley.
He took out the letter that Dumbledore had sent him midway through the summer and examined it before he put it back in his leather pants pocket. He looked around at the stores that were around him and entered the Magical Menagerie.
He entered the store and was greeted by an elderly witch.
"Good evening, what can I do for you?"
"I need some owl treats," He said taking out his money as the lady got the treats for him.
"Anything else?" She said ringing them up.
"Nope, that's everything," He said giving her the eight sickles.
He then left and went into the other stores and he had the strange feeling that he saw someone he knew following him but shook it out of his mind and continued on with his last minute school shopping. Finally he just had his new robes left to get, so he headed off to the outskirts of Diagon Alley and walked into Madame Malkins Robes For All Occasions.
"Good day, sir. I'll be with you in a second," A young wizard said going off into the back.
Draco nodded to him and looked around at all the fabric that was available. He needed a new dress robe and several new school robes since he had grown quite a bit since last year when he got his newest set. Now he was now well over six feet tall. As Draco was pondering the fabric and color of his new robe the man came back and took him over to a stool to get measured.
After standing still for several minutes he was finally all measured out and was getting the robe pinned up. Finally at long last his robes were finished. He had gotten eight new school robes and a black dull leather robe with cerulean stitching. Draco smiled happily as he paid for his robes and walked out of the store and he ran into a mass of auburn long hair.
"Watch where you're going," Draco said impatiently then he sneered at the one he had run into, "Weaslette," he said in a sinister voice.
"Malfoy," She said with a gleam in her eye.
They glared at each other before Draco cracked a smirk, "Very good Weaslette, but I won," He said shaking his head and walking back to the Leaky Cauldron.
Ginny rolled her eyes and turned around to watch him walk away slightly swaying his hips trying to get her attention. She turned away and walked back to her brothers who were heading towards the Joke Shop.
Draco walked into his room and started packing up his things. He took out his wizard version of a CD player and put his newest CD in, Sugarcult Start Static and quickly turning it to number three "Hate Every Beautiful Day" and finished packing. He laid himself down on his bed and stared at the ceiling listening to the song that was on repeat one, deep in thought.
When did I start liking her? This was not I repeat NOT suppose to happen. Malfoy's do not get crushes on Weasleys. Malfoy's get crushes on purebloods in Slytherin.
[Like Pansy?]
Ish no. God! That's fucking disgusting. She hangs all over me and wants to sleep in the same bed as me when she gets 'scared', and she smells horrible, like I don't know if that thing has ever heard of soap and water, but damn she needs to start using it. Just thinking about her makes me wanna go wash my self a hundred times over. But not Ginny, she smells like, eucalyptus and rain, and she dyed her hair a deeper red and it just looks gorgeous on her. She really did develop nicely, if I were one of her brothers I wou—
[DON'T WANT TO HEAR THIS!]
Haha, that's funny, I was only kidding, incest is nasty.
[Speaking of incest]
Shut the fuck up!
[Touché]
Go to hell.
Draco stood up and walked downstairs. He was hungry and he thought that he would get a bite to eat then he would go to bed.
He walked down the stairs and he heard several familiar voices.
Fuck, tell me they aren't staying here tonight,
He peaked around the corner and Ron and Ginny looked like they were in their pajamas. Draco smacked his forehead and walked in further and sat down at the bar.
"What can I get for you Mr. Malfoy?" Tom said politely.
"Virgin Pina Colada and a basket of seasoned fries," Draco said simply.
Tom went off and began to prepare Draco's meal.
Draco stared at the mirror on the wall and Molly was nudging Arthur to do something and many of the kids were groaning about what their mother was saying. Finally Arthur stood up and started walking towards the bar. He then sat down next to Draco and gave Tom a smile then turned to Draco.
"You want to come sit with us?" He said kindly and in a low voice.
"That's alright, I'm fine," Draco said not looking at him.
"You look lonely are you sure?" Arthur said desperately.
"It's okay, I'm not lonely,"
"Look, my wife is trying to get me to talk to you, just come over to make her happy, please," He said now desperate as he looked at his wife who urged him on.
Draco looked behind him and Molly waved to him and he gave a feeble smile and sighed.
"All right, but just for a little bit, and if one of your kids murder me, I'll be sure to haunt you for the rest of my life," Draco said with a death glare.
Arthur looked away swallowing hard then quickly removed himself.
Tom brought Draco's food and drink a second later and Draco paid him and picked up his things and walked over to the table. The only available place left was next to Ginny. She got several sympathetic looked from her brothers but she brushed them off. Draco quietly ate trying not to eavesdrop and trying to avoid the stares he got from his fellow classmates, but one thing caught his attention.
"—and they have escaped and the dementors have left also," Mr. Weasley said to Molly.
"The death eaters are out of Azkaban and they took the Dementors with them?" Molly questioned.
"What?" Draco said looking up his eyes dilated in fear.
"Oh dear," Molly said quietly to herself.
"Nothing," Arthur said not looking at Draco.
"No, tell me what's going on?" Draco demanded his voice cracking slightly out of fear. He heard Ron chuckle then felt someone's leg quickly move away from his then heard Ron groan.
"Dumbledore told me not to tell you," but Draco wouldn't take that.
"You don't tell me now, I will curse your family into oblivion and then mutilate every piece of your body except your eyes so that when you look in the mirror you can see how ugly you have become," Draco threatened.
"Alright, I'll tell, Dumbledore wanted to keep it secret from you that the death eaters have escaped and are looking for you and they plan to use the dementors on you or some other means, but this is all guessing. All we know for sure is that the death eaters are looking for you to avenge the death of their fellow death eater and their masters right hand," Arthur said quickly looking around making sure Dumbledore wasn't around.
Draco looked furious then quickly stood up knocking Ginny to the ground and he stormed off up to his room and slammed the door.
"That went well," Molly said quickly helping Ginny back up.
Ginny stared up the stairs quietly moaned to herself secretly wanting to hold Draco and tell him everything was going to be alright.
Later that night Molly knocked on Draco's door and smiled as a half dressed Draco answered the door.
"I just came up here to tell you good night and sleep well," She said her eyes twinkling.
Draco made to close the door but Molly stopped it.
"What do I care?" Draco said rudely.
"You'll have to fix that attitude of yours, but you are going to Kings Cross with us, Dumbledore said so. He said not to let you go out alone and to watch you to make sure you get to Hogwarts safely."
He groaned then nodded closing the door.
He walked back over to his bed and lay down.
Why do I have to go with them? This just isn't fair. Why can't I just hop a taxi to Kings Cross, or walk, it's not like it's that far, Draco thought grumpily.
He fell asleep having a very hot dream about someone he had secret feelings for.
/There was music playing in the background a sort of love song.
Washed away the thoughts inside That keep my mind away from you No more love and no more pride And thoughts are all I have to do
Oooooo Remember when it rained Felt the ground and looked up high And called your name Oooooooo Remember when it rained In the darkness I remain....
Tears of hope run down my skin Tears for you that will not dry They magnify the one within And me, the outside, slowly die
Oooooo Remember when it rained Felt the ground and looked up high And called your name Oooooooo Remember when it rained In the water I remain running down
Running down Running down Running down Running down Running down Running down
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Nananananana AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Running down......
Draco was sitting on a soft bed with satin sheets upon it. The four-poster frame was draped in gold and dark blue satin. He suddenly became aware that he was half clothed and was left in only blue silk boxers that blended into the sheets. He felt weight upon his hips as if someone was straddling them and looked up. Someone was sitting there half clothed but the face he could not make out except for auburn hair and he suddenly got very turned on. The girl on his lap leaned down and he lifted up and their lips met in a passionate kiss. The other person's warm hands roamed over his body and their kiss deepened. The girl began to rock her hips against his making him harder. He then felt a hand slide into his boxers and grip his length and he gasped in pleasure. Her hand began to slowly pump his length and he threw his head back arching his back and bucking his hips slightly into her hand. The pace of her pumping of her hand became quicker and she began to lick shiny trails down his torso. Her lips found his and they kissed the air becoming thick with deep moans and heat. He soon was about to come when he was suddenly torn from his erotic dream. /
There was pounding on the door and Draco groaned and covered up his throbbing erection the best he could and walked over to the door. He opened it slightly peering out into the hall.
"What do you want weasel?" Draco said grumpily to the youngest male Weasley.
"We are leaving in fifteen," he looked down and smirked "and I suggest taking care of that before we leave," Ron said chuckling as he walked away.
Draco groaned and slammed the door and looked down at his problem. He threw his head back and groaned
Why me? Why is it always me? Who the hell was that in my dream? Oh well, whoever it was...oh god!
He lay down on his bed and slipped his hands into his boxers and gripped his ridged length. He pumped his fist steadily thinking about the girl in his dreams. Her supple breasts, long creamy legs, lean hips. He suddenly found himself thinking about Ginny Weasley and those thoughts threw him over the edge as he spilled his seed over his hand. He panted recovering from his orgasm and he withdrew his hand looking at it then he cleaned it with a simple cleaning spell.
He changed out of his sticky boxers and put on a black pair with smiley faces on them after cleaning himself up. He threw on a pair of jeans and a tight blue t-shirt and threw on a black studded belt. He shrunk his trunk he put it in his cargo pocket and walked out of the room after checking everything he had was with him.
The Dream
Draco finally got back to London at 6:00 PM that night and he found his chauffer, who took him to the Leaky Cauldron. Draco got out of the car and walked into the pub where Tom met him.
"Good evening Mr. Malfoy, your room is just upstairs and two doors to the left, room number five," he said handing Draco the key to the room.
Draco thanked him and took his things up to his room. He grabbed his money and walked out into the alley.
He took out the letter that Dumbledore had sent him midway through the summer and examined it before he put it back in his leather pants pocket. He looked around at the stores that were around him and entered the Magical Menagerie.
He entered the store and was greeted by an elderly witch.
"Good evening, what can I do for you?"
"I need some owl treats," He said taking out his money as the lady got the treats for him.
"Anything else?" She said ringing them up.
"Nope, that's everything," He said giving her the eight sickles.
He then left and went into the other stores and he had the strange feeling that he saw someone he knew following him but shook it out of his mind and continued on with his last minute school shopping. Finally he just had his new robes left to get, so he headed off to the outskirts of Diagon Alley and walked into Madame Malkins Robes For All Occasions.
"Good day, sir. I'll be with you in a second," A young wizard said going off into the back.
Draco nodded to him and looked around at all the fabric that was available. He needed a new dress robe and several new school robes since he had grown quite a bit since last year when he got his newest set. Now he was now well over six feet tall. As Draco was pondering the fabric and color of his new robe the man came back and took him over to a stool to get measured.
After standing still for several minutes he was finally all measured out and was getting the robe pinned up. Finally at long last his robes were finished. He had gotten eight new school robes and a black dull leather robe with cerulean stitching. Draco smiled happily as he paid for his robes and walked out of the store and he ran into a mass of auburn long hair.
"Watch where you're going," Draco said impatiently then he sneered at the one he had run into, "Weaslette," he said in a sinister voice.
"Malfoy," She said with a gleam in her eye.
They glared at each other before Draco cracked a smirk, "Very good Weaslette, but I won," He said shaking his head and walking back to the Leaky Cauldron.
Ginny rolled her eyes and turned around to watch him walk away slightly swaying his hips trying to get her attention. She turned away and walked back to her brothers who were heading towards the Joke Shop.
Draco walked into his room and started packing up his things. He took out his wizard version of a CD player and put his newest CD in, Sugarcult Start Static and quickly turning it to number three "Hate Every Beautiful Day" and finished packing. He laid himself down on his bed and stared at the ceiling listening to the song that was on repeat one, deep in thought.
When did I start liking her? This was not I repeat NOT suppose to happen. Malfoy's do not get crushes on Weasleys. Malfoy's get crushes on purebloods in Slytherin.
[Like Pansy?]
Ish no. God! That's fucking disgusting. She hangs all over me and wants to sleep in the same bed as me when she gets 'scared', and she smells horrible, like I don't know if that thing has ever heard of soap and water, but damn she needs to start using it. Just thinking about her makes me wanna go wash my self a hundred times over. But not Ginny, she smells like, eucalyptus and rain, and she dyed her hair a deeper red and it just looks gorgeous on her. She really did develop nicely, if I were one of her brothers I wou—
[DON'T WANT TO HEAR THIS!]
Haha, that's funny, I was only kidding, incest is nasty.
[Speaking of incest]
Shut the fuck up!
[Touché]
Go to hell.
Draco stood up and walked downstairs. He was hungry and he thought that he would get a bite to eat then he would go to bed.
He walked down the stairs and he heard several familiar voices.
Fuck, tell me they aren't staying here tonight,
He peaked around the corner and Ron and Ginny looked like they were in their pajamas. Draco smacked his forehead and walked in further and sat down at the bar.
"What can I get for you Mr. Malfoy?" Tom said politely.
"Virgin Pina Colada and a basket of seasoned fries," Draco said simply.
Tom went off and began to prepare Draco's meal.
Draco stared at the mirror on the wall and Molly was nudging Arthur to do something and many of the kids were groaning about what their mother was saying. Finally Arthur stood up and started walking towards the bar. He then sat down next to Draco and gave Tom a smile then turned to Draco.
"You want to come sit with us?" He said kindly and in a low voice.
"That's alright, I'm fine," Draco said not looking at him.
"You look lonely are you sure?" Arthur said desperately.
"It's okay, I'm not lonely,"
"Look, my wife is trying to get me to talk to you, just come over to make her happy, please," He said now desperate as he looked at his wife who urged him on.
Draco looked behind him and Molly waved to him and he gave a feeble smile and sighed.
"All right, but just for a little bit, and if one of your kids murder me, I'll be sure to haunt you for the rest of my life," Draco said with a death glare.
Arthur looked away swallowing hard then quickly removed himself.
Tom brought Draco's food and drink a second later and Draco paid him and picked up his things and walked over to the table. The only available place left was next to Ginny. She got several sympathetic looked from her brothers but she brushed them off. Draco quietly ate trying not to eavesdrop and trying to avoid the stares he got from his fellow classmates, but one thing caught his attention.
"—and they have escaped and the dementors have left also," Mr. Weasley said to Molly.
"The death eaters are out of Azkaban and they took the Dementors with them?" Molly questioned.
"What?" Draco said looking up his eyes dilated in fear.
"Oh dear," Molly said quietly to herself.
"Nothing," Arthur said not looking at Draco.
"No, tell me what's going on?" Draco demanded his voice cracking slightly out of fear. He heard Ron chuckle then felt someone's leg quickly move away from his then heard Ron groan.
"Dumbledore told me not to tell you," but Draco wouldn't take that.
"You don't tell me now, I will curse your family into oblivion and then mutilate every piece of your body except your eyes so that when you look in the mirror you can see how ugly you have become," Draco threatened.
"Alright, I'll tell, Dumbledore wanted to keep it secret from you that the death eaters have escaped and are looking for you and they plan to use the dementors on you or some other means, but this is all guessing. All we know for sure is that the death eaters are looking for you to avenge the death of their fellow death eater and their masters right hand," Arthur said quickly looking around making sure Dumbledore wasn't around.
Draco looked furious then quickly stood up knocking Ginny to the ground and he stormed off up to his room and slammed the door.
"That went well," Molly said quickly helping Ginny back up.
Ginny stared up the stairs quietly moaned to herself secretly wanting to hold Draco and tell him everything was going to be alright.
Later that night Molly knocked on Draco's door and smiled as a half dressed Draco answered the door.
"I just came up here to tell you good night and sleep well," She said her eyes twinkling.
Draco made to close the door but Molly stopped it.
"What do I care?" Draco said rudely.
"You'll have to fix that attitude of yours, but you are going to Kings Cross with us, Dumbledore said so. He said not to let you go out alone and to watch you to make sure you get to Hogwarts safely."
He groaned then nodded closing the door.
He walked back over to his bed and lay down.
Why do I have to go with them? This just isn't fair. Why can't I just hop a taxi to Kings Cross, or walk, it's not like it's that far, Draco thought grumpily.
He fell asleep having a very hot dream about someone he had secret feelings for.
/There was music playing in the background a sort of love song.
Washed away the thoughts inside That keep my mind away from you No more love and no more pride And thoughts are all I have to do
Oooooo Remember when it rained Felt the ground and looked up high And called your name Oooooooo Remember when it rained In the darkness I remain....
Tears of hope run down my skin Tears for you that will not dry They magnify the one within And me, the outside, slowly die
Oooooo Remember when it rained Felt the ground and looked up high And called your name Oooooooo Remember when it rained In the water I remain running down
Running down Running down Running down Running down Running down Running down
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Nananananana AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Running down......
Draco was sitting on a soft bed with satin sheets upon it. The four-poster frame was draped in gold and dark blue satin. He suddenly became aware that he was half clothed and was left in only blue silk boxers that blended into the sheets. He felt weight upon his hips as if someone was straddling them and looked up. Someone was sitting there half clothed but the face he could not make out except for auburn hair and he suddenly got very turned on. The girl on his lap leaned down and he lifted up and their lips met in a passionate kiss. The other person's warm hands roamed over his body and their kiss deepened. The girl began to rock her hips against his making him harder. He then felt a hand slide into his boxers and grip his length and he gasped in pleasure. Her hand began to slowly pump his length and he threw his head back arching his back and bucking his hips slightly into her hand. The pace of her pumping of her hand became quicker and she began to lick shiny trails down his torso. Her lips found his and they kissed the air becoming thick with deep moans and heat. He soon was about to come when he was suddenly torn from his erotic dream. /
There was pounding on the door and Draco groaned and covered up his throbbing erection the best he could and walked over to the door. He opened it slightly peering out into the hall.
"What do you want weasel?" Draco said grumpily to the youngest male Weasley.
"We are leaving in fifteen," he looked down and smirked "and I suggest taking care of that before we leave," Ron said chuckling as he walked away.
Draco groaned and slammed the door and looked down at his problem. He threw his head back and groaned
Why me? Why is it always me? Who the hell was that in my dream? Oh well, whoever it was...oh god!
He lay down on his bed and slipped his hands into his boxers and gripped his ridged length. He pumped his fist steadily thinking about the girl in his dreams. Her supple breasts, long creamy legs, lean hips. He suddenly found himself thinking about Ginny Weasley and those thoughts threw him over the edge as he spilled his seed over his hand. He panted recovering from his orgasm and he withdrew his hand looking at it then he cleaned it with a simple cleaning spell.
He changed out of his sticky boxers and put on a black pair with smiley faces on them after cleaning himself up. He threw on a pair of jeans and a tight blue t-shirt and threw on a black studded belt. He shrunk his trunk he put it in his cargo pocket and walked out of the room after checking everything he had was with him.