Hey, my name is TickTockNelly and I'm a new Harry Potter writer. I hope you guys all enjoy this story and so I guess I better get on with it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any characters from the books.
Summary: When Draco Malfoy fails to report to school at the beginning of seventh year, everyone gets worried, even the dream team. But nobody could have ever imagined why he wasn't there.
Pairings: Harry and Ginny throughout the entire story
Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger towards the end
PROLOGUE:
The boy's short, blonde hair was matted with so much blood that it looked to be a natural red. He lay, face down, bleeding profusely on the floor, barely breathing. It was another time when his father had brought him closer to death than he could ever want to be; and he was only seventeen years old.
A woman, about thirty seven years old, with platinum blonde hair matching the boy's, stepped into the dungeon where he lay and gasped, running over to kneel down next to her only son.
She turned his body over and looked at the cuts and bruises, the slashes, the blood that was taking over the boy's body.
"Oh, Draco," she whispered.
EARLIER THAT DAY:
Draco Malfoy had spent almost the entire morning outside helping his mother do the gardening, and grumbling about it as well. But Narcissa Malfoy knew that it was just an act, it always was, and that he had enjoyed spending the time with her.
Draco and his mother never brought up his father unless they saw him or Draco had just received a severe beating from him; they preferred to stay in their little dream world where everything was okay in their family. After all, if anyone knew what Lucius did to Draco, then both he and his mother would be killed.
Lucius Malfoy had left the manor at eight o'clock that morning, not to be home for hours, or so they thought. Draco had just reentered the manor when he came face to face with his father.
"Hello, Draconis," His father said nastily. "What were you just doing?"
A terrified Draco felt unable to speak, the fear he felt towards his father causing him to have a big lump in his throat. "I, uhmm, I was helping mother plant her flowers." As soon as the words left Draco's mouth he regretted them.
With manic eyes, Lucius angrily grabbed his son by the throat and lifted him off the ground, he then proceeded to throw Draco down the stairs to the dungeon and closing and locking the door.
Draco tried lifting his head but he was in far too much pain. He felt completely unable to move and he just wanted to take back what he had said to his father. He could feel himself blacking out and all he could think about was that the very next day was September the 1st and he would be off to Hogwarts.
Ten minutes later the door to the dungeons opened and Lucius Malfoy descended the stairs to look at his battered son. With a flick of his wand, Draco Malfoy was suddenly in chains by the wall.
Lucius slapped Draco hard across the face, causing him to awake. "Well, look at this, I have a weakling for a son." Lucius started kicking and punching Draco as though he were a punching bag, and Draco was trying hard not to scream as he was already in pain from his fall down the stairs. But Draco knew what was coming when his father stood back and pointed his wand at him. He closed his eyes, waiting, terrified, for the curse.
"CRUCIO."
"Harry, Ron!" Hermione Granger ran to her two best friends and practically jumped into Harry Potter's arms, and the Ron Weasley's.
"Hey, Hermione," Harry greeted putting his arm around Ron's sister (and his girlfriend) Ginny Weasley who had just come up to greet Hermione. "How was Canada?"
Hermione had visited each Canadian province over the summer, and had loved none more than Prince Edward Island.
"I loved it, it was so pretty," Hermione said with a smile, "and look," she reached into her bag and pulled out a miniature Canadian flag. "I'm going to put this by my bed," she grinned, "In my new Head Girl quarters."
Ginny shrieked and Harry and Ron looked pleased that Hermione was Head Girl. That meant that she had to share living quarters with the head boy though, and they figured that they'd miss her. They all silently wondered who the head boy was going to be.
They heard the sound of the train starting and rushed to get on. They just made it before the train started moving; the only problem was finding a compartment. They found one at the very end of the hall and rushed in and closed the door.
"Welcome to Hogwarts: Year Seven," the Boy-Who-Lived said with a grin.
Two hours later they were sitting at the Gryffindor table talking, after the sorting.
"I am pleased to announce, to my newcomers and coming-back-ers," Stated Professor Albus Dumbledore, rising from his seat at the head table, "That our Head Boy this year is Draconis Malfoy from the Slytherin house," there was some clapping, but it was mostly people looking around and wondering where exactly their Head Boy was. Professor Dumbledore had a tint in his eye that showed some worry over the absence. "And our Head Girl of 2005 is none other than Miss Hermione Granger from the Gryffindor house." Cheering erupted as people started yelling their congratulations across the hall. "And on one last note before we eat, I would like to see our Head Girl, Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley in my office after dinner. Tuck in."
Hey, I hope that you liked it. Reviews are very much appreciated, I'll post another chapter as soon as I get some reviews for this one. I know it was short but hopefully the other ones won't be so short. Thanks a lot.
TickTockNelly
