Title: Doujinshi
Summery: Draco has been misplaced into a world without magic, and where a certain author by the name of J.K. Rowling has the attention of millions. After reading six of her books, Draco tries to get back to his own world to fix what he sees as wrong. However, he has to get back to his own world first...
Disclaimer: ...no. Don't think so. I wish, but no.
SPOILERS: Everything including HBP.
A/N: Well, it's talking a bit longer than I thought it would to get Draco back to his own world. (shrug) I had to find a better way to do it, and I think I've found the most plausible way. Unfortunately, this means that I had to add two(?) more characters to this story. In doing that, I've created and/or strengthened the urge to write seven stories in all that have the ability to cross over with this one to some extent. (sigh) Hope you all enjoy! I imagine Tori saying Draco's name much like 'taco'. Meh. I must be hungry. Oh, and this might get a little bloody. Which is kind of funny, considering I can't stand the thought of blood. Okay? (grins)
Tori is Timothy's only sister. He also had three brothers, but one brother was 'lost' and the other two were miscarried.FOUR
Draco's whole body tensed as his fingers slipped into his pocket to pull out the little gun that was tucked within it.
The shadows drew together, taking a shape much like a reversed teardrop as it solidified. A pair of winglike appendages grew from one side while another set shaped like fins appeared on either side like arms.
The fins suddenly struck out as its face formed, shrieking before it attacked.
It lunged forward, claws suddenly forming, jagged and black, on the end of the fin-shaped appendages.
"Der's Ownnie 'ere Dako..."
Draco mentally cursed. He'd forgotten about Victoria on his back. She would be terrified for life.
"Dako?" She whimpered.
He summoned up his best American accent and sweetened it with pleasantness. "It's okay Tori. I'm just going to put you down, okay?"
"Otay."
Gently, he swung her down and only spared a second for relief that the big dog settled down on her to protect the little girl.
He could now put all of his effort to the 'Ownnie' and not have to worry about the sister of one of his best friends.
However, he hadn't looked up fast enough. The Oni was upon him, claws extended and mouth letting out a screech even worse than the heartbreaking sound of an Augurey.
The gun fell from his fingers and his arms flew up to protect his face, a scream of agony bitting out of his throat as the black claws dug into the soft flesh of his forearms.
After the clawbites, the Oni seemed to melt into the ground, allowing just enough time for Draco to painfully grasp his gun from the ground at his side and wait for it to resolidify itself.
Body quaking, his brought the gun up as the reverse teardrop just started to form.
He ached to use his magic to try to destroy the thing but knew better than to try. Magic only increased the creatures powers.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see something move, just outside the pool of light created by the streetlight.
He couldn't worry about that now as well.
The poison from the Oni's claws seeped through his body, making him weak.
The fins flared out like before.
Draco did his best to level the gun at it.
However, before he could pull the trigger back, his knees buckled and his body fell victim to the poison flooding his blood.
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The little boy looked on with jaded eyes as the blond idiot trudged down the street at this time of night with a younger child on his back.
Could the other not sense the Shadow's Creatures just lying in wait? His own eyeteeth were faintly vibrating in alarm.
He tilted his head in consideration as he watched the other visually scanning the area.
'Is he not one of us?' The little boy's eyes narrowed slightly as he gauged the other, looking straight through the wisps of fiery red hair that waved in front of his eyes. 'He's a fighter to be sure...' He dismissed the dog all together.
He stood back in the shadows and watched the other deal with his little problem.
'Idiot. A Shadow's Creature wounds never heal.'
He shifted slightly, eyes going slightly wider in alarm as he realized that the other was already shaking with the aftereffects of poisoned blood.
He dug into his own little pockets and drew out a gun and a packet wrapped in white paper. He shifted slightly closer and waited until the blond fell before he charged. He drew a breath in sharply, dragging the air over his slightly larger eyeteeth.
He threw the packet and shot the gun and all was white.
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The first thing that Draco noticed was that he hurt. All over.
He opened his eyes and what little he could see was blurry. He groaned and closed them again.
"He's awake." The voice came from nearby and sounded flat. It reminded him of a child.
"So we see," said a duet of voices, perfectly in sync. They also sounded flat and female. To him, they said, "You gave us a hard time for awhile, Draco Malfoy. We didn't think you were going to pull out of it."
His eyes snapped open at the mention of his name before he closed them with a groan again.
The other, a boy he decided, spoke up again. "The poison from the Shadow's Creature swam through your blood for quite some time before it decided to leave. We are unsure what the consequences might be." There was a pronounced pause. "We aren't even sure if the poison even left."
Draco groaned. "I'm alive, aren't I?"
The duet giggled. "Yes, indeed you are, as are the the pair that came with you."
"A pair?"
The duet responded again. "Merely a group of two. Not related at all. ...Or at least, distant cousins or some such."
"Ah."
Draco once again tried to open his eyes and keep them open. When they focused, it was to see a redheaded boy with wide gray eyes and a blonde and brunette grinning at him in an eerie manner much like a pair of twins would.
The little boy seemed--at the most--around seven, his eyes dull and face expressionless. There was just something about him that made Draco think that he had met the little child before.
The pair of girls seemed to be the reverse of each other. Their one hand was bound together tightly with what appeared to be medical gauze. The brunette's black hair was gathered into a loose ponytail at the bottom of her neck, the rest of that pooling around the both of them, mixing with the silver hair of her companion as it was done in a likewise style. A flower sat in their hair while they wore a dress that was opposite to their hair color.
His eyes were drawn back to the little boy and noticed that he just looked like he was just going to head off to school. A little light blue shirt complete with a tie was tucked into navy blue pants. Draco's eyes were too fuzzy to make out the rest of the features on the shirt to distinguish what school he came from.
He closed his eyes and rested on the pallet that had been set up for him.
"We take it that you want to know what happened, yes?" Once again, it was the duet, sounding entirely too cheerful for his tastes.
"Talking like twins only works if you look like each other," Draco grumbled. He could only hear chuckles in response.
"You're from another world." This came from the little boy.
Draco didn't even bother to acknoledge that statement. They already knew his proper name.
He felt like he had been wrapped up tighter than a mummy.
"We know why you were brought here."
His eyes once again snapped open to gaze fuzzly around himself.
The duet grinned. "You see, we brought you here."
Barely a moment later Sirius Black slammed though the door, wand drawn and pointed.
TBC
(grins) And explanations hopefully are underway in the next chapter.
Oy. Putting Sirius in this chapter seemed a little akward at the end...but, meh. I'm tired of McD's currently. And it's taking sooooo long to get Draco back home. (sigh)
Ja ne!
-Glue
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Caelistes: (sigh) You complection comment is now going to have a little joke that ties into this story. (grins) I'll dedicate it to you when it comes up, 'kay? (snickers) But the plot-bunny... its only becoming a bigger, more complex one. (sigh) ...I just realized...you said onegai... (Aylene: YAY! (glomps you)) (Draco: Great. (to Aylene) Otaku!)
LiNes: Yup! Hopefully HPDM. (Draco: (waves grill spatula around while wearing a black apron.) No! Bad Glue!) That is if I can ever get him back there. And why the dog stopped hating him...you'll learn about that next chapter as well. (grin)