Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter J.K.R. does. I do own the plot and the history in this chapter and the Yulks, Boalfs, Vshick and Vshack!
Warning: Harry/Draco fic
A/N: This story is about how Draco and Harry are meant to be but they have few obstacles in the way (big obstacles)
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Looking Glass
Chapter four: The Yulks in the yr. 1219
"What are you talking about?" Draco asked"Draco," Blaise asked, "are you okay?"
"You guys are pulling my broom" he told them, "I'm leaving" He got up and walked away, leaving a very concern Blaise and a very puzzled Seagrave.
Draco walked around the hallways, mad, his friends acting weird so much like the rest of the school. They where all playing some sort of sick joke! It was not that he cared for Weasley and especially for Potter but their sudden disappearance was just to strange. Even professor Dumbledore was gone, after he had a talk with Draco about his little muggle fight.
He checked his watch and headed to Professor Binns' classroom. He knocked and invited himself in. 'I bet he doesn't even know I was suppose to be here!' he thought bitterly.
"Professor Binns?" he asked, the ghostly professor sat just above his desk reading a book. He looked up; he had a surprise look in his face as though it had been a long time sense he had seen a student coming into his classroom.
"Who are you?" he asked.
Draco hesitated remembering the last time he had given his name to someone.
"Draco" he whispered.
"Ah, Draco" he asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Detention" he replied, again there was a hint of bitterness in his voice.
"With me?" the professor asked blinking twice.
"Yes professor"
"Oh, why?"
"Because I got into a fight" Draco said, remembering Weasley waiting for him and asking him weird questions of "it" as if he knew what "it" was. He then remembered what Blaise had said about his grade and yelling at a teacher; he didn't care what Blaise had said, he knew what had happened and that was that.
"You shouldn't get into fights," the ghost said happily.
"It wasn't my fault, I either had to do something to protect myself or get myself beaten up by someone else" said Draco. "Anyhow he started and I just finished it, I wouldn't want people to think I was weak and then have everyone come up to me and start threatening me."
"Ah, kill or be killed" the professor said closing his book. "You know people have fought for this and lost their lives and even empires have fallen, races have been diminish and at the end nobody is happy."
Draco advanced to the front row of the classroom, the desk nearest to the teacher's desk and sat down. "You said that empires have fallen because of it, what kind of empires?" Draco asked.
"What kind of empires you ask," the teacher said, "well you know, the Yulks. The Goblins, Bloafs, and the Hippogriffs defeated them in 1219."
"Yes professor, but how where they defeated?"
The history professor looked at Draco as if he was a newfound discovery, the ghost smiled slightly and continued with his mini history lesson. "As you well know the Yulks where proud creatures, half-breeds between Dragons and werewolves. They had been in power for over 200 years in the Arabic lands their main state was Jerusalem. The Goblins where treated like houselves now days, one day a goblin by the name of Vshick had kept a plant that would help the Yulk in the future because of it's health. The Yulk being arrogant told the Vshick not to keep it, but Vshick kept it any ways because he was concern over his master's health. The master found out that Vshick had kept the plant and was enrage and killed Vshick; Vshack Vshick's twin brother was furious and killed his master. The family found out and killed Vshack, Vhack's family couldn't stand the pain and began to riot against their host family and soon started changing other Goblin's minds about their masters. How the Goblins were being viciously killed by the Yulks and went to get help from the Boalfs enemy to the Yulks. The Boalfs went to get help from the Hippogriffs their allies and with the given help they where able to defeat the Yulks in 1219. The Goblins weren't able to get complete freedom because they were still discriminated upon and it wasn't until the 1600's when they took control of the mines and started taking care of the wizard's gold all over the world."
"All that happened because the Goblin wanted to save his master from a sickness?"
"Yes"
Draco took a minute to gather all the information.
"But now that you are here" Binns said passing through some desks near Draco to a door that was hidden deep in a corner at the end of the classroom. Draco stood up deciding to do what the professor asked him to do would be the wisest decision he would do at this moment. He stopped right in front to the door where his teacher waited for him.
"I need help in getting this room clean, the stuff just kept piling up and then it sort of mutated," the professor said. "I wanted to clean it but every time I tried I realized that I couldn't"
"All I need is for you to tell me where to put your belongings" Draco said, he felt a little bit of pity towards the ghost. Draco wouldn't doubt if the professor had gone to bed one night and woken up as a ghost not realizing it. Draco reached out for the door handle and turned it, he pushed his way through and found himself in a small room covered by papers, books, artifacts all pilled up one over the other. Bookshelves covered the walls full of books all cramped together; and in the floor was filled with boxes where all of it's stuff was pouring out on the sides hiding the ground. The ciling of this small room was bewitched the same manner as the one in the Great Hall.
"I would like my books to be around my room, my papers in a pile somewhere in my desk or in my office. I would like the rest of the stuff cleaned and put nicely around this room and if all of it doesn't fit then we could arrange them somewhere around the room." Said the professor happily.
"Super" Draco, said looking around, "Where do we start?"
"Where ever you would like"
He was excited that he had found a new hobby and an interest in history 'I should listen to his lesson from now on' he thought. Draco looked down and found a small orb as big a snitch and grabbed it between his fingers small carvings appeared behind the dust when he blew on it.
"You have a nice eye Mr. Draco" said the teacher, "Legend says that that orb got Merlin save back into this dimension when fighting an evil Dark Lord"
"Wicked" Draco, exclaimed. He rubbed in the orb to examine the carvings more closely, but he didn't understand the ancient writing that was upon it.
A/N: well what do you think? There is more to come so please review!Thank you for the reviews it makes my day! And just to let you know, I hate history, it's boring.