To bewitch the mind
Whispers
Draco turned his head to where Madam Pomfrey was pointing and on his shoulder was the most grotesque thing imaginable. He drew in a quick breath and found himself visibly shaking. He frowned this was not the way a Malfoy was supposed to act. What was going on? He was still staring at the mark on his left shoulder he found that it didn't look quite as grotesque as he thought it was in fact a picture of some sort now it was coming into clearer focus and with a hiss of realization he saw that it was a picture of a devil carrying an angel. Draco remembered seeing the picture somewhere, but for the life of him couldn't remember where. As he looked at it closely with Madam Pomfrey peering over his shoulder he saw why it had looked so grotesque: a nasty shade of green was just vanishing and he remembered that the whole picture had been covered with it. Now that the colour had gone Madam Pomfrey mow decided he was safe to touch.
As soon as Madam Pomfrey touched the picture a harsh hissing noise was heard and she drew her finger away from the spot and saw that her finger had been burnt black. She stood staring at it for a couple of seconds as though not realizing it was there then her eyes grew wide and she collapsed on the floor. Draco lay there frozen and then found his voice and screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Dumbledore! Professor Dumbledore here quick! H-" HE stopped and realized how foolish he had been. Dumbledore could not have heard him. So he sat up and decided to try and help her himself. But just as he had but both feet on the ground he felt a wave of dizziness come over him. He had indeed forgotten that he had only just been subjected to the cruciatus curse but he was determined to get up though when he put his weight on his legs they crumpled underneath him as though made of jelly. Still determined he tried again but failed. Just he was having another go the doors burst open and Dumbledore came marching into the wing. He took a quick look around and spotted Draco.
"Well Mister Malfoy, I believe you called" Dumbledore said while striding over to where Draco was lying in a heap. With one brisk movement Dumbledore had him on his feet but again Draco could not stand so Dumbledore half dragged and half carried Draco onto his bed.
"Sir? You . . . you heard me?" Draco asked in puzzlement.
"Why yes. Of course I did. What seems to be the trouble?" He asked looking around.
"It's Madam Pomfrey sir! She touched my mark and she just fainted she's on the other side of the bed look" Draco replied pointing on the other side of the bed.
Dumbledore quickly walked around the bed and saw that Madam Pomfrey was lying though now she looked even worse, there was a sweat breaking out on her forehead and she seemed to have some kind of fever.
"Poppy! Poppy can you here me?" Dumbledore asked. To Draco's disappointment she did not respond. He turned away from Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey and felt that somehow this was all his fault. He felt something stir inside him and wondered if it was sympathy. He shook himself mentally and turned steely like he used to be he could go around feeling sympathy for others! When he turned around again he found that Madam Pomfrey was on a hospital bed and that Dumbledore had gone. With a sigh Draco turned back again and almost yelled again for Dumbledore was sitting in a chair right next to his bed. After letting his heartbeat get back to normal he cast around for something to say.
"Err . . . so how long have I been here?" He asked.
"Well not long. Yesterday you were brought in here and so was Dean but that is another sad note . . . I am afraid that Dean is possibly in a coma" Dumbledore answered his long fingers pressed together. It took awhile for it to sink in and lots of confused thoughts raced round his head. Why was Dean in a coma and he wasn't? Draco did not know that at this very moment this bad news was being told to Hermione.
"Oh" Was all he managed to say. "Sir why do I have this mark?"
"What mark?" Dumbledore asked.
"The one that is on my shoulder. Look but don't touch it that is why Madam Pomfrey is like this, she touched my mark" With that Draco pulled his top down a bit and realized with a bit of embarrassment that he was wearing school p.j's. Dumbledore took his arm gently in his hands and began to examine the mark, he looked a little surprised but did not say anything. After what seemed like ages Dumbledore put Draco's arm back and then spoke.
"I know what this mark means. Don't say anything yet" HE gave Draco a piercing look over his half mooned spectacles as Draco was about to speak "this is a very old and magical mark. I know there is a book about this in the library but what I can remember this mark changes the person it is on and also means that he will save a life not just anyone but someone who is considered an angel I do not know what that means" He again gave Draco a swift look and continued "it might mean who you consider to be an angel or an actual angel. Now this picture gives us a clue that the person is a female but other than that it could be anybody"
"Sir will this come off?" Draco asked hopefully.
"No I am afraid it will not" Dumbledore said sadly " I have to go now and ask Severus for a potion to cure Madam Pomfrey so in the meanwhile please try to sleep" So with one last look at Draco he swept out of the hospital wing.
Draco was now again feeling very sleepy but was afraid of meeting his father again then he thought angrily why he didn't mention it to Dumbledore. He pummeled his pillow and thought how stupid he was. Dumbledore couldn't protect him from his on father. With Draco still restless about his father he fell into a fitful doze.
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He could here voices all around him and someone speaking to him thought eh voice was fading. He wanted to her what that person was saying but couldn't hear it any more. What had happened? Then he heard it again it was a female voice, bur=t what was the words? Then he heard some.
" . . . I am crying over Dean." He recognized that voice. He heard orders being shouted out from what he realized to be his own mouth surprised he listened harder. Then he felt something in his arms and realized he had caught the girl. He was confused hadn't he had this dream before? He recognized her, but from where? She spoke again.
"Tell me your name I don't know it. Please"
He found himself responding but she vanished from his arms and he felt like he was falling. Strange! I know that I have had a dream similar to this before but he couldn't think, he couldn't remember! If only the falling sensation would stop.
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Draco woke with a start he knew he had had a dream involving her but he couldn't remember, it was like trying to stop the wind, everything was going away. He suddenly realized that Madam Pomfrey was gone and he was on his own. Oh well he thought he was used to loneliness. His last thought was to check out the story of the mark in the book, maybe tomorrow I will be well then. And then he fell to sleep.
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A/N: there you go the next chapter and I am so sorry it was not sooner but you know I just had to read the new Harry Potter book and I have now finished it. Hope you liked this chapter and Please, Please, Please, Please, Please review! Luv ya loads water demon.
Whispers
Draco turned his head to where Madam Pomfrey was pointing and on his shoulder was the most grotesque thing imaginable. He drew in a quick breath and found himself visibly shaking. He frowned this was not the way a Malfoy was supposed to act. What was going on? He was still staring at the mark on his left shoulder he found that it didn't look quite as grotesque as he thought it was in fact a picture of some sort now it was coming into clearer focus and with a hiss of realization he saw that it was a picture of a devil carrying an angel. Draco remembered seeing the picture somewhere, but for the life of him couldn't remember where. As he looked at it closely with Madam Pomfrey peering over his shoulder he saw why it had looked so grotesque: a nasty shade of green was just vanishing and he remembered that the whole picture had been covered with it. Now that the colour had gone Madam Pomfrey mow decided he was safe to touch.
As soon as Madam Pomfrey touched the picture a harsh hissing noise was heard and she drew her finger away from the spot and saw that her finger had been burnt black. She stood staring at it for a couple of seconds as though not realizing it was there then her eyes grew wide and she collapsed on the floor. Draco lay there frozen and then found his voice and screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Dumbledore! Professor Dumbledore here quick! H-" HE stopped and realized how foolish he had been. Dumbledore could not have heard him. So he sat up and decided to try and help her himself. But just as he had but both feet on the ground he felt a wave of dizziness come over him. He had indeed forgotten that he had only just been subjected to the cruciatus curse but he was determined to get up though when he put his weight on his legs they crumpled underneath him as though made of jelly. Still determined he tried again but failed. Just he was having another go the doors burst open and Dumbledore came marching into the wing. He took a quick look around and spotted Draco.
"Well Mister Malfoy, I believe you called" Dumbledore said while striding over to where Draco was lying in a heap. With one brisk movement Dumbledore had him on his feet but again Draco could not stand so Dumbledore half dragged and half carried Draco onto his bed.
"Sir? You . . . you heard me?" Draco asked in puzzlement.
"Why yes. Of course I did. What seems to be the trouble?" He asked looking around.
"It's Madam Pomfrey sir! She touched my mark and she just fainted she's on the other side of the bed look" Draco replied pointing on the other side of the bed.
Dumbledore quickly walked around the bed and saw that Madam Pomfrey was lying though now she looked even worse, there was a sweat breaking out on her forehead and she seemed to have some kind of fever.
"Poppy! Poppy can you here me?" Dumbledore asked. To Draco's disappointment she did not respond. He turned away from Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey and felt that somehow this was all his fault. He felt something stir inside him and wondered if it was sympathy. He shook himself mentally and turned steely like he used to be he could go around feeling sympathy for others! When he turned around again he found that Madam Pomfrey was on a hospital bed and that Dumbledore had gone. With a sigh Draco turned back again and almost yelled again for Dumbledore was sitting in a chair right next to his bed. After letting his heartbeat get back to normal he cast around for something to say.
"Err . . . so how long have I been here?" He asked.
"Well not long. Yesterday you were brought in here and so was Dean but that is another sad note . . . I am afraid that Dean is possibly in a coma" Dumbledore answered his long fingers pressed together. It took awhile for it to sink in and lots of confused thoughts raced round his head. Why was Dean in a coma and he wasn't? Draco did not know that at this very moment this bad news was being told to Hermione.
"Oh" Was all he managed to say. "Sir why do I have this mark?"
"What mark?" Dumbledore asked.
"The one that is on my shoulder. Look but don't touch it that is why Madam Pomfrey is like this, she touched my mark" With that Draco pulled his top down a bit and realized with a bit of embarrassment that he was wearing school p.j's. Dumbledore took his arm gently in his hands and began to examine the mark, he looked a little surprised but did not say anything. After what seemed like ages Dumbledore put Draco's arm back and then spoke.
"I know what this mark means. Don't say anything yet" HE gave Draco a piercing look over his half mooned spectacles as Draco was about to speak "this is a very old and magical mark. I know there is a book about this in the library but what I can remember this mark changes the person it is on and also means that he will save a life not just anyone but someone who is considered an angel I do not know what that means" He again gave Draco a swift look and continued "it might mean who you consider to be an angel or an actual angel. Now this picture gives us a clue that the person is a female but other than that it could be anybody"
"Sir will this come off?" Draco asked hopefully.
"No I am afraid it will not" Dumbledore said sadly " I have to go now and ask Severus for a potion to cure Madam Pomfrey so in the meanwhile please try to sleep" So with one last look at Draco he swept out of the hospital wing.
Draco was now again feeling very sleepy but was afraid of meeting his father again then he thought angrily why he didn't mention it to Dumbledore. He pummeled his pillow and thought how stupid he was. Dumbledore couldn't protect him from his on father. With Draco still restless about his father he fell into a fitful doze.
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He could here voices all around him and someone speaking to him thought eh voice was fading. He wanted to her what that person was saying but couldn't hear it any more. What had happened? Then he heard it again it was a female voice, bur=t what was the words? Then he heard some.
" . . . I am crying over Dean." He recognized that voice. He heard orders being shouted out from what he realized to be his own mouth surprised he listened harder. Then he felt something in his arms and realized he had caught the girl. He was confused hadn't he had this dream before? He recognized her, but from where? She spoke again.
"Tell me your name I don't know it. Please"
He found himself responding but she vanished from his arms and he felt like he was falling. Strange! I know that I have had a dream similar to this before but he couldn't think, he couldn't remember! If only the falling sensation would stop.
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Draco woke with a start he knew he had had a dream involving her but he couldn't remember, it was like trying to stop the wind, everything was going away. He suddenly realized that Madam Pomfrey was gone and he was on his own. Oh well he thought he was used to loneliness. His last thought was to check out the story of the mark in the book, maybe tomorrow I will be well then. And then he fell to sleep.
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A/N: there you go the next chapter and I am so sorry it was not sooner but you know I just had to read the new Harry Potter book and I have now finished it. Hope you liked this chapter and Please, Please, Please, Please, Please review! Luv ya loads water demon.