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Part IV: Stone Smashed
Draco groaned when his house elf, Ebbs had woken him up from his slumber.
"Oh bloody hell," Draco cursed, he looked over at his muggle clock, "it's only 6:30 am, why are you waking me up so early? I don't leave for Hogwarts until ten!"
The house elf cowered in fear. "Master Lucius Malfoy, told Ebbs to wake Master Draco sir. Master Lucius Malfoy told Ebbs that Master Lucius Malfoy must speak to Master Draco sir."
Draco sat up and glared maliciously at Ebbs. "Well then tell the little fucker his son needs a bit more than 2 hours of sleep," he said silently.
Last night, Draco had gone out to an end of summer party thrown by Adrian Moon; a fellow Slytherin. Adrian was notorious for his wild parties. Adrian had about 7 to 10 different types of illegal beverages at his party. One of them was Butterbooze. Butterbooze was an illegal Butterbeer that was half made of muggle alcohol that was much stronger than wizarding beer. Draco had consumed about 6 bottles of Butterbooze that night and 3 more bottles of Ogden's Old Firewhiskey as well.
Draco had met a blonde at the party but he couldn't exactly remember her name (probably because he was drunk as hell at that point of time), but he had spent a good hour or two with her at the party before the girl suggested that they go back to her house. She said her parents wouldn't be back home until the next morning. Draco had agreed. The rest of his memory had gone hazy after that point. The blonde wasn't the best in bed but gave him some pleasure. There was something oddly familiar about the blonde's home but Draco couldn't exactly put his finger on it, he shrugged off the feeling.
The blonde had woken him up when she thought she heard her parents come, and made Draco use the Floo System to get back to Malfoy Manor. Even after having about 1 hour of sleep, Draco's eyes were still unfocused and still couldn't exactly make out the features of the girl he spent the night with. When he entered the green flames he heard the blonde say, "I'll see you at Hogwarts." It amazed Draco how he had actually got to Malfoy Manor safely even in his drunken state. He arrived at his room at about 5 am and threw himself on to the bed; he didn't bother changing into his pajamas.
He had hoped he'd never have to see the blonde ever again, but then when she said "I'll see you at Hogwarts," that meant she was from Hogwarts. He hoped she didn't expect a relationship with him. Draco was not the type of guy to have a long-term relationship. He was like a bee, going from one pretty flower to the next.
"Forgive me Master Draco sir, but Ebbs did not hear what Master Draco sir has said," Ebbs said in a voice filled with fright.
"Forget it," Draco growled and got off of his bed to make his way towards the window. His window gave him a clear view of the Quidditch pitch that his father had given to him for his 12th birthday. Lucius expected his son to use the pitch to practice on and actually try to beat Harry Potter at getting the snitch for once in his life. Draco scowled at the thought of his father, what exactly did he want at this time in the morning? He turned around and noticed that Ebbs was still there. "Well? What are you waiting for? Tell him I'll be down in half an hour!"
Ebbs backed away in fear and said in a small voice, "Yes sir, Master Draco sir." Ebbs then disappeared with a POP.
Draco took one last look out of the window before he sauntered his way towards the bathroom.
"Father, you wanted to see me?" Draco asked in a calm and rational voice. Lucius was sitting on his dragon hide chair with his back to Draco. Draco was now in Lucius's private study, it was filled with book and artifacts having to do with the Dark Arts.
Lucius turned his chair around to face Draco, his face filled with anger. "Yes, Draco I did," Lucius eyed his son through his cold gray slits, "sit."
Draco did what he was told and sat on the much smaller seat in front of his father's oak desk.
"If I am correct, you spent the night at a party Adrian Moon had organized, right?" Lucius asked in a suspicious voice.
Draco nodded.
Lucius continued, "You also went to a girl's home last night and exchanged sexual intercourse, did you not?"
Again, Draco nodded. Only this time, a bit more nervously.
Lucius eyes narrowed at Draco, "Do you have any idea who you slept with Draco?"
Draco hesitated before shaking his head, "No father I didn't."
Lucius stood up angrily, "You don't know? Here's a bit of information for you Draco, Lyndon and Melanie Parkinson recently told me that Pansy Parkinson was also at that party."
'Yes, and am I suppose to care that pug-faced wench was at the party?' Draco thought to himself.
"And, the Parkinsons claim they saw YOU coming out of Pansy's room and using their Floo System to get back to Malfoy Manor," Lucius Malfoy said in a voice filled with fury.
Draco nearly chocked when he heard the words coming out of his father's mouth. He, Draco Edward Malfoy had shagged Pansy Parkinson. The same Pansy Parkinson, he swore he'd never go out with nonetheless SHAG.
Seeing that Draco was not speaking, Lucius continued speaking. "Did I not tell you to not be in the company of the Parkinsons anymore? They are truly pathetic followers of the Dark Lord and I have told you to NOT engage in any kind of relationship with that wretched girl. Who knows what kind of disease you have now Draco."
Draco failed to respond. Lucius hit his serpent cane onto the desk loudly and caught Draco's surprised and fearful expression. Lucius sneered at him, "Now, why did you disrespect my orders?"
"Well, I was…well I was drunk, father," were all the words Draco could muster out.
"Drunk? That is your reason?" Lucius asked Draco in a soft but dangerous whisper.
Draco looked up at his father's face, "Yes father."
"That damn Lyndon Parkinson thinks that you're in some kind of relationship with his daughter now. He's talking about connecting our family ties and I'll be damned to let a dumb blonde like that Parkinson slut to ruin the Malfoy blood," Lucius told Draco.
"Pansy and I are not in a relationship father, it was just a one night stand," Draco tried to tell Lucius.
"Rubbish," Lucius snapped, "you will be punished for last night's events."
Draco's face filled with fear and alarm, "What…what is my punishment?"
"This punishment will not be as extreme as the other chastisements I've given you," Lucius looked down at his son, "you will not be allowed to return for the Christmas holidays."
Draco looked at his father with surprise. This was most definitely a first. Lucius had always given Draco severe punishments for his sins. Lucius's idea of punishing Draco usually meant physically abusing him or using the Crucio spell on him, never had he ever given Draco a punishment as light as this.
Lucius caught the look of disbelief on Draco's face and sneered. "Do not get used to this Draco, use better judgment of your future actions or the consequences will be dire," Lucius replied, "or you may even face your initiation with the Dark Lord even earlier." With that Lucius left the room, his heavy black robes billowing behind.
Draco let out a huge breath. He felt like he'd been holding his breath through his entire conversation with his father. Draco stood up and made his way out of his father's study, making a mental note to himself to never drink the combination of Butterbooze and Ogden's Old Firewhiskey. Ever. He didn't want to find himself in bed naked with Pansy the next morning ever again.
"Draco dear, are you okay? You seem a bit out of it," Narcissa Malfoy asked her son.
"Yes! I'm bloody well okay!" Draco snapped at his mother angrily. In his mind, his father's threat repeated itself over and over again. His father had been threatening him with the initiation all summer, and Draco was not looking forward to it, not even a little bit. He truly did not want to become a Death Eater and support Lord Voldemort. Draco even thought about going to Headmaster Dumbledore for his help, but decided against it. He would fight this battle alone and win somehow (A/N – Stubborn little thing isn't he?).
Draco and his mother were now in one of the fancy Ministry cars that his father had ordered for them to take. Lucius had told Narcissa to bring Draco this year because he was busy that day.
Probably planning Lord bloody Voldemort's return. Doesn't Lucius know that Voldemort can't beat the Light Side? Well not at least until Dumbledore or Potter dies of course, Draco thought skeptically.
Narcissa looked at her son with sad eyes. "I'm sorry Draco. We should be arriving at King's Cross any second now."
Draco glanced at his mother and his eyes softened, "Don't be mother, it's not your fault that father's a loony bastard." Although Draco hated his father, he did love his mother dearly. His mother used to be a woman filled with spirit and strength, but that had all changed when she married Lucius Malfoy. Lucius had turned her into a woman that was fearful of him and would always submit to his wills. The strong willed woman named Narcissa had been changed into a weak and quiet housewife to Lucius Malfoy.
Narcissa smiled tenderly at Draco. "You really should not talk about your father that way Draco, it's very disrespectful."
Draco scowled and muttered, "Disrespectful my arse."
Narcissa continued talking as if she hadn't heard Draco's comment. "Draco, you really should think about finding a girlfriend. After all it is your last year at Hogwarts; you should try and find a nice girl to be with," Narcissa stroked her son's fine hair, "although I doubt you'll have trouble attracting any girls this year."
Draco smirked at his mother's comment. It was true of what his mother has said. Draco had developed newfound looks over the summer. Of course he knew he was always devilishly handsome (A/N - cough egotistical cough) but he wanted to be even sexier (A/N – Is that even possible for Draco? giggles). The past summer he had spent the summer at the Malfoy's summer home in Paris. His hair had gotten light highlights due to the amount of sun he absorbed at the beach and he had developed rock hard muscles, all credits went to the muggle sports he played at the beach and of course Quidditch. His skin was no longer pale, but a nice tanned colour due to the time he spent at the beach and outdoors.
Ha! Try calling me albino now Weasley, Draco smirked at the topic about his skin being pale; Weasley and Potter always seemed to poke fun about his skin being so pale it could be goat's milk (A/N – Don't ask how I got that).
Almost every night, there were guests coming over to the Malfoy's summer home. Along with the guests, came luscious, beautiful and willing daughters. The daughters of his father's guests were always around Draco's age group, they were mostly around the ages of 16 – 18? Draco never got around to asking their ages he was much more interested in other things about them. He admitted that that was one of his most mind-blowing summers ever. Literally.
Draco was shaken out of his thoughts when his mother's voice rang through his ears. "Draco, we're here."
The Ministry driver gathered Draco's necessities, while Narcissa and Draco walked ahead of the driver.
They continued their walk to the magical barrier in silence. When they arrived, the Ministry driver left Draco's trunk in a trolley in front of him and then went to wait in the car.
"I'll be leaving you here now Draco, I'm not up for running right now," Narcissa told her son gently, "have a good year Draco, I'll see you at the end of your year." Narcissa embraced Draco in a hug, which Draco surprisingly returned.
"Okay mother," Draco said.
Narcissa gave Draco a small smile and left to find the Ministry driver.
Draco then let his gaze return to the barrier that would take him to Platform 9 ¾. He took hold of his trolley and took off in a run. In a blink of an eye he found himself on Platform 9 ¾. Draco straightened his clothes and pushed his trolley down the platform in search of an empty compartment. He was trying to avoid Pansy Parkinson at all costs.
Draco received a lot of funny looks and giggles from girls. He heard whispers and murmurs containing his name, so he couldn't help but overhear what the girls were saying about him.
"That's Draco Malfoy? Damn, he's changed."
"I wonder how he is in bed; I hear his stamina is amazing."
"Draco Malfoy; New Found Sex God."
Draco smirked at the last comment he heard. 'Sex god eh?'
He continued his search for a compartment passing by giggling girls and hateful stares from boys. He settled himself into the last compartment on the train. He sat down on one of the seats that had his back towards the compartment door. He clearly avoided the Slytherin compartment most of his so-called friends were in at the time. He clearly remembered the last time he had joined them. Draco clearly had way too much alcohol that day and to make matters worse he tried to make out with Ginny Weasley of all people.
It's not like you didn't want to make out with her, Draco's mind argued.
It was true that Ginny Weasley was attractive. She had even gotten pretty hot over the summer too, he hadn't seen her yet today but he had seen her a few days ago at Madam Malkin's. Draco didn't quite know what had gotten into him when he was absent-mindedly flirting with her, but she looked so damn hot in that gold dress. Her hair had a nice curl to them and had shine and luster in it, whereas last year it was a bit short and dull. Her body…well her body was amazing. He never saw so many luscious curves in a body like that before and that dress molded her perfectly.
Draco shook himself. These were not the kind of thoughts he was suppose to be having. A Weasley nonetheless. But he couldn't help it; thoughts of Ginny Weasley were making his 'wand' poke out.
'God, you're lusting after a Weasley. You're a Malfoy for fuck's sake!'
Draco soon realized the train had started moving and his gaze averted to the window. He was so mesmerized by the mountains and trees the train was passing at a rapid pace, he didn't realize someone had entered his compartment until he heard someone mutter some kind of incantation.
Draco stood up and was met with the sight of Ginny Weasley. Before he could stop himself Draco smirked at the youngest Weasley. "Why Weasley, I didn't know you were that kind of girl. You even placed the locking spell so we'd be alone? I'll add the silencing spell if you want me to."
When Ginny turned around, Draco expected a look of pure fright not a face filled with rage and hatred.
(Slytherin
Child/LeiPeiPei's original notes)
Ending Notes –
Oh yes, another cliffhanger. Don't you just love the name Ebbs?
Anyways, I'm surprised I got this chapter done in two days. Well
the next chapter should be out by Thursday or Friday. The latest will
probably be Saturday. I had a lot of time over the weekend, basically
because I wasn't allowed to go out and I had no homework too, so I
spent the weekend doing my little fanfic, hehe. So how'd you all
like my take on Draco? Oh how I wish I had a scanner, I drew some fan
art in my math and science class, it turned out pretty good. I drew
one scene in chapter 2 where Draco unexpectedly surprises Ginny in
her golden dress robe, hehe. Anyways, I didn't expect to just leave
it there, but when I realized I took up 7 pages, I had to stop. Also
thanks for all of the nice reviews you all sent me, it's very much
appreciated. PLEASE REVIEW.
