"A Child's Hope" by Canopus Carina
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Key: "speech" 'thought' /emphasis/ *parceltongue* ~Letter~
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter or Severitus Challenge.
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Here's the next chapter, hope you like it. This is all about Draco and Harry doesn't come yet, but next chapter the two will probably meet again.
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Chapter Seventeen: Draco Malfoy's Decision
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The lone figure ran, ran as if his life depended on it, not looking back. Rain was pouring down his face fiercely, never relenting, though the boy had to get away for good. The weather certainly wasn't helping anything.
As the boy ran, he started to remember exactly what had just happened in the Grand Ballroom of the Dark Manor...
//"Ssso you are ready for the initiation?" the serpentine voiced asked, causing chills to run down his back.
"Yes he is, My Lord," answered Father, whom had escaped Azkaban when the Dark Lord took it over though the Ministry didn't know it yet. What was I going to say if I had gotten to answer for myself? Would I truly want to join the Death Eaters?
"Good," was the simple answer from the one that looked unhuman. He rose from his carved throne, stepping down slowly as if to unnerve me, reacting for his long wand. It unnerved him greatly that that /monster/ was about to put that hideous mark on his perfect skin. The nerve...
'Okay think, Malfoy, what do I do? What do I do?' raced through my mind. 'What would Severus do?' quickly came after. He was my godfather, as Father had refused to believe that he was a spy working for Dumbledore. 'He would probably wait for the correct time to act, and run... but I don't have time!' his mind screamed as the monster's wand was nearing his arm which was being held by his father.
'I can't believe Father would allow this to happen! Isn't it his job to watch over me and keep me safe?!? Wait... has he ever been like that? No he hasn't. He has always been a bastard to me, no matter what I've done and no matter what I'll do is going to change it, right?'
The Dark Lord's wand was just about to touch my skin when the door opened with enough force to cause the door to hit the wall. Voldemort wasn't happy about this as he was trying to keep concentration for the initiation to be complete.
"I found where Harry Potter is now!" the panting Death Eater announced, pleased that he had gotten the news his master needed.
Potter... the Boy-Who-Lived... the one that was loved by many when I can't even be loved by my own father... was found. Was that good or bad for me? Would the Death Eater be able to distract his lord enough for Father to let go of my arm, allowing me the chance of escape? Severus had given me a port key that would take me to my manor where I could easily use the floo to Hogsmeade...
"Where is he?" the Dark Lord asked, turning from me. Good, now only to wait. "This better be good."
"I have been searching for twelve hours, My Lord," the unrecognizable Death Eater said quickly, not knowing that he should just shut up and say what he needed to say. 'And why did I come here in the first place?' "Harry Potter is at Hogwarts right now, My Lord."
Was this man brain dead, or just plain stupid? Telling the Dark Lord that Harry Potter, his worst enemy and the one he was trying to get, was in the protective hands of the Headmaster of Hogwarts was not something one should do.
The rest of the Death Eaters looked at the one that had entered, whom now had regained his breath as if he were crazy. That was what he was if he was telling the Dark Lord that information. Lucius, for I won't call him Father any longer for putting me in this situation, had let go of my arm when he heard the answer. Good, it was now time.
I quickly took out the port key that Severus had given me as the Dark Lord put the Crusiatus Curse on the Death Eater for information he didn't want to hear. Why would anyone want to become a Death Eater if they had to deal with /that/? I was instantly transported to my room, where I quickly packed my things.
It was said that no one could portkey in or out of the Dark Manor, but Severus seemed to pull it off. Maybe it was some type of potion that the portkey was covered with, maybe...//
So here Draco was now, running from Hogsmeade with a shrunken trunk in his pocket towards school, the one place he would never dream of wanting to return to. Life wasn't fair in the least... why was it that some people, like /Potter/, got everything they wanted, fame and riches when others never got anything? Draco Malfoy was rich for all his life, but because of the actions of Lucius, he will never see those riches again... never...
Draco ran into Hogwarts, not caring if he scared anyone by his abrupt appearance or that he was dripping water everywhere, all he cared about is that he had to get to Severus to talk to. He needed someone to talk to, someone who would care, not because they have to, but because they want to.
"Severus!" he called as he ran into his Godfather's rooms, searching for the owner. He was disappointed that he couldn't find him... it shouldn't be time for food so why would Severus be out of his rooms? 'Where is he?'
Draco ran out of the room, calling out his godfather's name until he ran into his potion's classroom. There he was, the scary Severus Snape glaring at a student's paper supposedly from the past since he shouldn't have a reason to grade anything yet. "Severus?" he asked quietly, walking up to his Godfather.
Severus in turn, jumped, not expecting the sudden noise from his room and looked up abruptly. His glare changed as he saw his godson, drenched with water as if he had jumped into the lake, shivering slightly.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, not knowing what else to say. 'Draco was suppose to be at Malfoy Manor, why isn't he now?'
"Oh Severus, it was so awful," Draco cried out, "Father escaped last night and took me to the Dark Lord."
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From Canopus: How do you like it so far? My AIM is K091288 and my YIM is c_carina@sbcglobal.net, feel free to IM me (but tell me who you are). If you want me to tell you when a new chapter is up, just tell me in a review.
Question for Chapter Eighteen: Next chapter, if everything goes as planed, Severus tells Draco about Harry. How do you think Draco is going to react immediately (five points)?
Houses: If you don't know what house you should be in, I found a sorting that actually has questions that matter (unlike harrypotter.com). I have the web address on my bio, it's really good!
Contact: If you want me to send you a notice when I update the story, please put your email address on a review. Anyone who wants to talk, whether it's just a 'hi' or you don't understand something, my AIM is K091288 and YIM is c_carina@sbcglobal.net
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Key: "speech" 'thought' /emphasis/ *parceltongue* ~Letter~
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter or Severitus Challenge.
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Here's the next chapter, hope you like it. This is all about Draco and Harry doesn't come yet, but next chapter the two will probably meet again.
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Chapter Seventeen: Draco Malfoy's Decision
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The lone figure ran, ran as if his life depended on it, not looking back. Rain was pouring down his face fiercely, never relenting, though the boy had to get away for good. The weather certainly wasn't helping anything.
As the boy ran, he started to remember exactly what had just happened in the Grand Ballroom of the Dark Manor...
//"Ssso you are ready for the initiation?" the serpentine voiced asked, causing chills to run down his back.
"Yes he is, My Lord," answered Father, whom had escaped Azkaban when the Dark Lord took it over though the Ministry didn't know it yet. What was I going to say if I had gotten to answer for myself? Would I truly want to join the Death Eaters?
"Good," was the simple answer from the one that looked unhuman. He rose from his carved throne, stepping down slowly as if to unnerve me, reacting for his long wand. It unnerved him greatly that that /monster/ was about to put that hideous mark on his perfect skin. The nerve...
'Okay think, Malfoy, what do I do? What do I do?' raced through my mind. 'What would Severus do?' quickly came after. He was my godfather, as Father had refused to believe that he was a spy working for Dumbledore. 'He would probably wait for the correct time to act, and run... but I don't have time!' his mind screamed as the monster's wand was nearing his arm which was being held by his father.
'I can't believe Father would allow this to happen! Isn't it his job to watch over me and keep me safe?!? Wait... has he ever been like that? No he hasn't. He has always been a bastard to me, no matter what I've done and no matter what I'll do is going to change it, right?'
The Dark Lord's wand was just about to touch my skin when the door opened with enough force to cause the door to hit the wall. Voldemort wasn't happy about this as he was trying to keep concentration for the initiation to be complete.
"I found where Harry Potter is now!" the panting Death Eater announced, pleased that he had gotten the news his master needed.
Potter... the Boy-Who-Lived... the one that was loved by many when I can't even be loved by my own father... was found. Was that good or bad for me? Would the Death Eater be able to distract his lord enough for Father to let go of my arm, allowing me the chance of escape? Severus had given me a port key that would take me to my manor where I could easily use the floo to Hogsmeade...
"Where is he?" the Dark Lord asked, turning from me. Good, now only to wait. "This better be good."
"I have been searching for twelve hours, My Lord," the unrecognizable Death Eater said quickly, not knowing that he should just shut up and say what he needed to say. 'And why did I come here in the first place?' "Harry Potter is at Hogwarts right now, My Lord."
Was this man brain dead, or just plain stupid? Telling the Dark Lord that Harry Potter, his worst enemy and the one he was trying to get, was in the protective hands of the Headmaster of Hogwarts was not something one should do.
The rest of the Death Eaters looked at the one that had entered, whom now had regained his breath as if he were crazy. That was what he was if he was telling the Dark Lord that information. Lucius, for I won't call him Father any longer for putting me in this situation, had let go of my arm when he heard the answer. Good, it was now time.
I quickly took out the port key that Severus had given me as the Dark Lord put the Crusiatus Curse on the Death Eater for information he didn't want to hear. Why would anyone want to become a Death Eater if they had to deal with /that/? I was instantly transported to my room, where I quickly packed my things.
It was said that no one could portkey in or out of the Dark Manor, but Severus seemed to pull it off. Maybe it was some type of potion that the portkey was covered with, maybe...//
So here Draco was now, running from Hogsmeade with a shrunken trunk in his pocket towards school, the one place he would never dream of wanting to return to. Life wasn't fair in the least... why was it that some people, like /Potter/, got everything they wanted, fame and riches when others never got anything? Draco Malfoy was rich for all his life, but because of the actions of Lucius, he will never see those riches again... never...
Draco ran into Hogwarts, not caring if he scared anyone by his abrupt appearance or that he was dripping water everywhere, all he cared about is that he had to get to Severus to talk to. He needed someone to talk to, someone who would care, not because they have to, but because they want to.
"Severus!" he called as he ran into his Godfather's rooms, searching for the owner. He was disappointed that he couldn't find him... it shouldn't be time for food so why would Severus be out of his rooms? 'Where is he?'
Draco ran out of the room, calling out his godfather's name until he ran into his potion's classroom. There he was, the scary Severus Snape glaring at a student's paper supposedly from the past since he shouldn't have a reason to grade anything yet. "Severus?" he asked quietly, walking up to his Godfather.
Severus in turn, jumped, not expecting the sudden noise from his room and looked up abruptly. His glare changed as he saw his godson, drenched with water as if he had jumped into the lake, shivering slightly.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, not knowing what else to say. 'Draco was suppose to be at Malfoy Manor, why isn't he now?'
"Oh Severus, it was so awful," Draco cried out, "Father escaped last night and took me to the Dark Lord."
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From Canopus: How do you like it so far? My AIM is K091288 and my YIM is c_carina@sbcglobal.net, feel free to IM me (but tell me who you are). If you want me to tell you when a new chapter is up, just tell me in a review.
Question for Chapter Eighteen: Next chapter, if everything goes as planed, Severus tells Draco about Harry. How do you think Draco is going to react immediately (five points)?
Houses: If you don't know what house you should be in, I found a sorting that actually has questions that matter (unlike harrypotter.com). I have the web address on my bio, it's really good!
Contact: If you want me to send you a notice when I update the story, please put your email address on a review. Anyone who wants to talk, whether it's just a 'hi' or you don't understand something, my AIM is K091288 and YIM is c_carina@sbcglobal.net