*Disclaimer: I do not own any HP characters and the main HP idea belongs to
J.K. Rowling!
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Draco's Spirit
Chapter Three
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From Last Time:
"Good night Arthur." I sat perfectly still gazing at nothing, one thought running over and over in my mind.
Who was Draco Malfoy?
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*Draco POV*
"How much longer Mia? We've been flying for forever!"
"You're such a big baby; quit whining! Only a few minutes longer."
Minutes later (A/N- no, really?) two tall pearly gates rose into view. Behind them lay a wide space filled of clouds and sky and then a mansion rose.
It was gigantic; bigger than Malfoy Manor. Marble figures adorned the front steps and tall columns rose from the ground to support the roof. Gold trimming ran around the snow white house.
"You like?" asked Mia in a singsong voice.
"I prefer my manor," I replied icily. In truth, I believed I liked this one better. But Mia would never learn that. It would be like signing a death warrant (if I was alive). She probably tease me so much, I'd end up killing myself if posssible. no, Mia would NEVER find out!
Compared to the darkness of Malfoy Manor, the Spirit Mansion was bright and happy, instantly bringing my spirits up. Was that good or bad? Hmmmmmmm.....
"Whateveeeeer!" Mia said in a preppy voice. "It's time to go meet Sani! And it's Lady Sani to you Draco!"
"Whateveeeeer!" I mimicked her voice in a mocking tone and was rewarded with a smack.
"Owwwwww...," I said, rubbbing a spot on my face. "That's going to leave a mark." (A/N-Anyone know where that line's from? Try Escaflowne, Mole Man says it! hehe!)
"Wimp." muttered Mia under her breath, but I heard anyway. I have very keen hearing.
As soon as we approached the gates, they clanged close with a ring that echoed around the sky.
"What! Why are they locking us out!" I yelled. "I thought they wanted me to go in there."
Mia gazed at me with a look that she was talking to a two year old. "Draco, I need to let them know who we are. Standard safety precautions. You wouldn't want just anything getting through here."
She then turned to a speaker system on the wall next to the gate and pressed a huge silver button.
"Hello, Mia here. I'm back with Draco Malfoy. Care to let us in?" In response, the gates swung open and Mia drove the broom through.
When the two spirits reached the front doors, Mia turned around to face Draco. Sternly, she said, "There are rules you must know before you enter. One, you must always treat everyone with respect, especially Lady Sani.
Two, you must always behave. That means no wisecracks, jokes that are inappropiate, breaking things etc...
Three, you are a guest here. Do not, I repeat do not, overstep your place. Got it?"
"Okay! Jeesh, keep your robes on." A well aimed hand hit its mark; my face.
I blinked as little stars started to appear in my vision. Man, that girl had power!
"That," said Mia angrily, "Is NOT allowed. Now get off the broom."
"Yes Milady." I replied saracstically. "Is this better?"
'Mia will never get it. She's too easy to rile up, just like Weasley.'
"Drop the attitude Malfoy," she snapped.
"Reverting to last names now, are we Milady?"
"Shut it Malfoy," she grwoled through clenched teeth, her hand twitching at her side, seemingly to hit me again. "Follow me."
She swept through the halls, her amythest robes billowing behind her, clutching her Spirit broom in her left hand.
I followed at a more relaxed pace, admiring the scenery that covered the halls.
Paintings hung in glass frames and golden candle holders rested on shelves. Crystal chandliers twinkled brightly, casting small rainbows dancing around the room.
It was so different from home. Malfoy Manor thrived on shadows and darkness, but I must say I enjoyed the change.
Mia led me through several halls and then pushed open a door and immideately turned to see my expression.
And what an expression I had. Despite all the training I had had to never show surprise, a great opening for enemies, I felt my jaw drop and my eyes widen.
Different magical creatures were around the room, each working on different projects. A bunch of veela were in the corner with graphs spread out before them. Little pixies fluttered about the room filing papers. Nifflers were running around doing odd little tasks.
Mia smiled at me; it seemed her joyful mood had returned. "Come on Draco, we have to go see Sina."
"Okay, you go on ahead," I replied dazedly. The veela across the room had noticed me and had started to dance.
I was drawn in without a backward glance and my eyes remained focused on their swaying hips and silvery hair.
I was only vaugely aware of Mia grabbing my hand and dragging me away as I waved with the other quite stupidly to the veela.
"Honestly! Why do men always make fools of themeselves in front of them?" Mia's muttering filtered into my head as I gradually lost sight of the beautiful creatures. I realized she was right though. I must have looked pretty stupid...
"We're here."
I gazed up at the doors Mia had brought us to. They were tall French doors and a very light pink with gold boder. In the center a gold plaque read:
Sina
Ruler of the Spirit World
"Let's go in." I said. "May as well get this over with."
"That's the spirit Draco!" Mia reached forward, turned the knob, and the doors slowly opened.
*End Draco POV*
*Lucius Malfoy POV*
"SHUT UP WOMAN!" I smacked my wife hard across her face, hoping to cease her blubbering.
Ever since we had gotten a letter from the ministry saying Draco was dead she'd been an emotional case.
As for myself, I really didn't care. My son had never meant anything to me. He had just been a pawn, a tool, to make myself better in the eyes of the Dark Lord.
But one thing bothered me. It buzzed in my head, never leaving, only causing me to become angrier. The letter had read:
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Lucius Malfoy,
We regret to inform you that your son, Draconis Lucius Malfoy, was killed today, August 31st, at 4:18 P.M. He died an honorable death protecting Scott Thompson in a deatheater attack.We again apologize for the loss of your son.
Sincerely,
Matthew Sosilk
Minister of Magic
(A/N- yes, I don't like Fudge much and changed the minister!)
Why did my son save him? Scott Thompson?
Scott Thompson wasn't even a pureblood! His father was a mudblood and yet Draco had still saved him, someone lower.
A loud wail echoed around the room. I couldn't take it anymore, Narcissa's crying. "SILENCIO!"
She looked surprised when her voice vanished.
"Maybe now I can get some peace in my own home. Think of it like this Narcissa," I said, turing to my wife, my voice growing harsher and colder.
"Draco was nobody, worth absolutely nothing. He dishonored our family by saving the life of a mudblood's child. He did a kind thing, which has now disgraced the Malfoy name. If you value your life, Narcissa, you will be silent. Understood?"
She nodded her head quickly, clearly nervous and frightened of what I might do to her.
"Excellent." I muttered the countercurse and her voice came back.
"Forgive me Lucius," she said humbly, curtsying to me. "It was wrong of me to disrupt the daily life of our household. I too hold no regret for our son's death."
"Very good Narcissa. Now get out of my office, I have work to do."
"As you wish." She departed and the door shut with a final click.
*End Lucius POV*
*Narcissa Malfoy POV*
'Why can't I stand up to my husband? WHY?'
Tears cascaded down my cheeks and it seemed they would never stop. I had failed my son, my only son. Lucius had made sure I'd do what he wanted.....again.
If only I had been there, done something, anything, to protect him.
A sudden thought seized my mind. 'I have nothing left to live for. Draco meant everything to me. What reason do I have for staying in the world? I should end it now.' My steps quickened, echoing down the deserted hall.
I had a plan. Everything, the pain, sadness, and misery would all be over in one quick second, the second the knife plunged into my chest.
Cautiously, I entered the room I shared with Lucius, fearing he would know something was amiss and come looking for me. Moving quickly, I went across the room and opened a small drawer in my wardrobe.
Pulling out a black box, I crept over to the oversized bed and sat down.
Deftly, my fingers intied the silk knots holding the lid to the box. When the lid fell to the floor, I smiled.
On a blood red velvet cushion rested a long silver knife. Emeralds were placed in the handle with a snake twining around them.
This dagger would answer my prayers, my needs. I picked itup and raised it above my heart, ready to escape this uncaring world. With my thoughts filled of Draco, I plunged the dagger down.
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Author's Notes: I am sooooooo evil! I luv cliffies, as long as I'm not the one who's left hanging.
I wrote part of this in band class and started to type this moring well eating my breakfast. I know, I know, no food at the computer desk. lol!
Thank you all sooooooooo much! I love all the reviews! It makes my day to check my mail and see one! :D
A note to Everyone (Especially Hiei's Firefly!)
After Chappie four there is going to be a type of riddle contest that I need someone to answer (correctly) to help me with Chappie five. First person to send right answer wins.... and believe me, you'll like the prize!
What I'm trying to say is to enter, you post answer in review. Since you can only review once a chappie, I might suggest all getting your own name. Or you can do whatever! More details about contest in chappie four!
Please review (like last time!) Ja Na!
~IcyPanther
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Draco's Spirit
Chapter Three
**************************
From Last Time:
"Good night Arthur." I sat perfectly still gazing at nothing, one thought running over and over in my mind.
Who was Draco Malfoy?
**************************
*Draco POV*
"How much longer Mia? We've been flying for forever!"
"You're such a big baby; quit whining! Only a few minutes longer."
Minutes later (A/N- no, really?) two tall pearly gates rose into view. Behind them lay a wide space filled of clouds and sky and then a mansion rose.
It was gigantic; bigger than Malfoy Manor. Marble figures adorned the front steps and tall columns rose from the ground to support the roof. Gold trimming ran around the snow white house.
"You like?" asked Mia in a singsong voice.
"I prefer my manor," I replied icily. In truth, I believed I liked this one better. But Mia would never learn that. It would be like signing a death warrant (if I was alive). She probably tease me so much, I'd end up killing myself if posssible. no, Mia would NEVER find out!
Compared to the darkness of Malfoy Manor, the Spirit Mansion was bright and happy, instantly bringing my spirits up. Was that good or bad? Hmmmmmmm.....
"Whateveeeeer!" Mia said in a preppy voice. "It's time to go meet Sani! And it's Lady Sani to you Draco!"
"Whateveeeeer!" I mimicked her voice in a mocking tone and was rewarded with a smack.
"Owwwwww...," I said, rubbbing a spot on my face. "That's going to leave a mark." (A/N-Anyone know where that line's from? Try Escaflowne, Mole Man says it! hehe!)
"Wimp." muttered Mia under her breath, but I heard anyway. I have very keen hearing.
As soon as we approached the gates, they clanged close with a ring that echoed around the sky.
"What! Why are they locking us out!" I yelled. "I thought they wanted me to go in there."
Mia gazed at me with a look that she was talking to a two year old. "Draco, I need to let them know who we are. Standard safety precautions. You wouldn't want just anything getting through here."
She then turned to a speaker system on the wall next to the gate and pressed a huge silver button.
"Hello, Mia here. I'm back with Draco Malfoy. Care to let us in?" In response, the gates swung open and Mia drove the broom through.
When the two spirits reached the front doors, Mia turned around to face Draco. Sternly, she said, "There are rules you must know before you enter. One, you must always treat everyone with respect, especially Lady Sani.
Two, you must always behave. That means no wisecracks, jokes that are inappropiate, breaking things etc...
Three, you are a guest here. Do not, I repeat do not, overstep your place. Got it?"
"Okay! Jeesh, keep your robes on." A well aimed hand hit its mark; my face.
I blinked as little stars started to appear in my vision. Man, that girl had power!
"That," said Mia angrily, "Is NOT allowed. Now get off the broom."
"Yes Milady." I replied saracstically. "Is this better?"
'Mia will never get it. She's too easy to rile up, just like Weasley.'
"Drop the attitude Malfoy," she snapped.
"Reverting to last names now, are we Milady?"
"Shut it Malfoy," she grwoled through clenched teeth, her hand twitching at her side, seemingly to hit me again. "Follow me."
She swept through the halls, her amythest robes billowing behind her, clutching her Spirit broom in her left hand.
I followed at a more relaxed pace, admiring the scenery that covered the halls.
Paintings hung in glass frames and golden candle holders rested on shelves. Crystal chandliers twinkled brightly, casting small rainbows dancing around the room.
It was so different from home. Malfoy Manor thrived on shadows and darkness, but I must say I enjoyed the change.
Mia led me through several halls and then pushed open a door and immideately turned to see my expression.
And what an expression I had. Despite all the training I had had to never show surprise, a great opening for enemies, I felt my jaw drop and my eyes widen.
Different magical creatures were around the room, each working on different projects. A bunch of veela were in the corner with graphs spread out before them. Little pixies fluttered about the room filing papers. Nifflers were running around doing odd little tasks.
Mia smiled at me; it seemed her joyful mood had returned. "Come on Draco, we have to go see Sina."
"Okay, you go on ahead," I replied dazedly. The veela across the room had noticed me and had started to dance.
I was drawn in without a backward glance and my eyes remained focused on their swaying hips and silvery hair.
I was only vaugely aware of Mia grabbing my hand and dragging me away as I waved with the other quite stupidly to the veela.
"Honestly! Why do men always make fools of themeselves in front of them?" Mia's muttering filtered into my head as I gradually lost sight of the beautiful creatures. I realized she was right though. I must have looked pretty stupid...
"We're here."
I gazed up at the doors Mia had brought us to. They were tall French doors and a very light pink with gold boder. In the center a gold plaque read:
Sina
Ruler of the Spirit World
"Let's go in." I said. "May as well get this over with."
"That's the spirit Draco!" Mia reached forward, turned the knob, and the doors slowly opened.
*End Draco POV*
*Lucius Malfoy POV*
"SHUT UP WOMAN!" I smacked my wife hard across her face, hoping to cease her blubbering.
Ever since we had gotten a letter from the ministry saying Draco was dead she'd been an emotional case.
As for myself, I really didn't care. My son had never meant anything to me. He had just been a pawn, a tool, to make myself better in the eyes of the Dark Lord.
But one thing bothered me. It buzzed in my head, never leaving, only causing me to become angrier. The letter had read:
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Lucius Malfoy,
We regret to inform you that your son, Draconis Lucius Malfoy, was killed today, August 31st, at 4:18 P.M. He died an honorable death protecting Scott Thompson in a deatheater attack.We again apologize for the loss of your son.
Sincerely,
Matthew Sosilk
Minister of Magic
(A/N- yes, I don't like Fudge much and changed the minister!)
Why did my son save him? Scott Thompson?
Scott Thompson wasn't even a pureblood! His father was a mudblood and yet Draco had still saved him, someone lower.
A loud wail echoed around the room. I couldn't take it anymore, Narcissa's crying. "SILENCIO!"
She looked surprised when her voice vanished.
"Maybe now I can get some peace in my own home. Think of it like this Narcissa," I said, turing to my wife, my voice growing harsher and colder.
"Draco was nobody, worth absolutely nothing. He dishonored our family by saving the life of a mudblood's child. He did a kind thing, which has now disgraced the Malfoy name. If you value your life, Narcissa, you will be silent. Understood?"
She nodded her head quickly, clearly nervous and frightened of what I might do to her.
"Excellent." I muttered the countercurse and her voice came back.
"Forgive me Lucius," she said humbly, curtsying to me. "It was wrong of me to disrupt the daily life of our household. I too hold no regret for our son's death."
"Very good Narcissa. Now get out of my office, I have work to do."
"As you wish." She departed and the door shut with a final click.
*End Lucius POV*
*Narcissa Malfoy POV*
'Why can't I stand up to my husband? WHY?'
Tears cascaded down my cheeks and it seemed they would never stop. I had failed my son, my only son. Lucius had made sure I'd do what he wanted.....again.
If only I had been there, done something, anything, to protect him.
A sudden thought seized my mind. 'I have nothing left to live for. Draco meant everything to me. What reason do I have for staying in the world? I should end it now.' My steps quickened, echoing down the deserted hall.
I had a plan. Everything, the pain, sadness, and misery would all be over in one quick second, the second the knife plunged into my chest.
Cautiously, I entered the room I shared with Lucius, fearing he would know something was amiss and come looking for me. Moving quickly, I went across the room and opened a small drawer in my wardrobe.
Pulling out a black box, I crept over to the oversized bed and sat down.
Deftly, my fingers intied the silk knots holding the lid to the box. When the lid fell to the floor, I smiled.
On a blood red velvet cushion rested a long silver knife. Emeralds were placed in the handle with a snake twining around them.
This dagger would answer my prayers, my needs. I picked itup and raised it above my heart, ready to escape this uncaring world. With my thoughts filled of Draco, I plunged the dagger down.
***********************
Author's Notes: I am sooooooo evil! I luv cliffies, as long as I'm not the one who's left hanging.
I wrote part of this in band class and started to type this moring well eating my breakfast. I know, I know, no food at the computer desk. lol!
Thank you all sooooooooo much! I love all the reviews! It makes my day to check my mail and see one! :D
A note to Everyone (Especially Hiei's Firefly!)
After Chappie four there is going to be a type of riddle contest that I need someone to answer (correctly) to help me with Chappie five. First person to send right answer wins.... and believe me, you'll like the prize!
What I'm trying to say is to enter, you post answer in review. Since you can only review once a chappie, I might suggest all getting your own name. Or you can do whatever! More details about contest in chappie four!
Please review (like last time!) Ja Na!
~IcyPanther