Emerald Eyes: Chapter Six
A/N: An extra note has been left for my readers at the bottom, I do hope you all read it. Xx, Punk Knut.
Chapter Six: Golden Phoenix
After gaining entry to the castle once more, Severus turned to Draco. His face stern once more after recovering from the embarrassment of his encounter with Enid from the Owl Post Office.
"The Headmaster requested us to meet him after our day in Hogsmeade, tell him I'll be there in a few moments, I just need to collect a few things from my office," Snape drawled, not waiting for a reply before turning and exiting down to the dungeons.
Shrugging his shoulders, Draco made his way over to the Marble staircase and then on to Dumbledore's office.
Standing outside the office, Draco was stuck with the same problem he had been when he had first arrived. He didn't know Dumbledore's password. Just as he was mentally kicking himself for not asking Snape the password, Professor McGonagall came striding down the hall towards him.
"Hello, Draco," she said politely before turning towards the statue which blocked off the Headmaster's office and muttering dully, "licorice wands."
Draco raised an eyebrow at the password, the Professor obviously had some sort of for wizards candy.
"Come on," McGonagall said, urging him onto the sprial staircase. Draco wasn't so shocked to see that old McGonagall was in on whatever Dumbledore wanted him for.
McGonagall led him straight into the office and directed him into a chair in front of Dumbledore's desk. The Headmaster wasn't present at this moment, but Draco wasn't to fazed about it at this moment. He took this oppurtunity to take a good look at the Professor's office. It was filled with quite a few gizmos and gadgets, some Draco knew of, others he had never even heard of in his life. Looking over the walls, he recognised a few of the famous past headmasters and headmistresses - being from an ancient family, Draco was well versed in books of ancient and modern wizarding history. One of the headmasters winked down at him just as the Headmaster made his grand entrance from a door behind his desk.
"How was your day, Draco?" he asked, taking a seat behind the desk.
"Uneventful," Draco told him, though the thought of that pink envelope of Snape's still made its way to his mind.
"Well that's the way we like it," McGonagall said, creating a chair beside Draco's from thin air. She turned to the Headmaster and commented, "I saw Severus on his way to his office, he should be here in a few moments."
Draco continued to mentally kick himself, he was supposed to tell the professor that.
Dumbledore nodded, "Naturally."
Draco raised an eyebrow at this, he hadn't actually thought about why the Potions Master had to collect something from his office. What on earth was going to happen in this meeting? Dumbledore continued to read his mind now.
"We explained to you yesterday, Draco, what the Order of the Phoenix is about. We also came to an agreement that you were to become a member. Normally, we don't initiate anyone under the age of seventeen, but I believe we could make an exception for you considering the circumstances."
Draco nodded, he knew all this. "So, this is like the... initiation?" he asked.
"In a way," Dumbledore told him, linking his fingers together, his head turned to the door. Snape had just entered the room, holding a cloth bag in his hands. He passed the Headmaster the cloth bag and took the seat of Draco's other side.
Dumbledore dug his hand into the bag pulling out items one by one. A bottle filled with misty liquid, a scroll of parchment, a tiny book covered in golden symbols, and finally tiny mirror.
The Headmaster's face turned completely serious. "Draco, are you ready?"
Draco gulped, looking his professor directly in the eyes. "I... yes, yes I am."
Dumbledore nodded. "Okay, let's begin. Severus."
Snape stepped forward, holding a small measuring cup. He took the small bottle from the desk and turned to Draco. "This is veritaserum," he told the younger man, pouring a tiny amount into the measuring cup and passing it to Draco. "You are to drink it quickly, it may burn a little."
Draco nodded, taking the cup and sculling the liquid as fast as he could, as he did this, Dumbledore unrolled the scroll of parchment, took a quill from his drawer and placed it at the top left corner of the parchment. "This is a quick quotes quill, it will be recording this initiation," as he spoke the quill began scratching across the parchment. Content, he looked Draco directly in the eye. "Please, state your name."
"Draco Malfoy the Fourth."
"Will the witnesses please state their names."
"Professor Minerva McGonagall."
"Professor Severus Snape."
"Professor Albus Dumbledore," the Headmaster added himself to the list of witnesses before collecting the tiny book from the desk, and opening it to the very middle. "By the decree of 1043, it is my privledge to envoke the authority of Merlin the first. I call upon thee for the ability to initiate Draco Malfoy IV into the Order of the Phoenix..."
Dumbledore continued to recite words from the tiny book, page after page until he finally looked up, his eyes pouring into Draco's. He motioned for McGonagall to come closer to him. "It's time," he said, not looking away from Draco.
McGonagall nodded and moved around the desk to Draco, taking out her wand. He kept Dumbledore's gaze as McGongall's wand pressed against his skin, the tip icy at first. Dumbledore began to mutter something in a different language, Draco figured it sounded a little like latin, though he wasn;t entirely sure.
The wand began to burn his skin, as McGonagall muttered the words "Orden del Fénix." There was a searingly hot sting in his skin and then she pulled her wand away. Dumbledore, McGonagall and Snape finally all said in unison, "Orden del Fénix."
Draco noticed a slight glow coming from his right shoulder, turning his head so he could get a better look at it, his eyes widened. His shoulder now glowed with the shape of a golden Phoenix.
McGonagall, Snape and Dumbledore had all suddenly started whispering out of his earshot. Draco looked around at them, his hand touching the still luke-warm phoenix.
Dumbledore's eyes met Draco's once more and Draco heard McGonagall mutter, "Gold, Albus. I've never seen anything like it."
"I know," Dumbledore told her, now coming around the desk, his eyes moved to the new mark on Draco's arm.
"Is there something wrong, professor?"
Dumbledore sighed, he still held the tiny book in his hands. "I'm afraid so, Draco."
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