Well hello! I am sitting here, with a bottle of wine, and a Black Majik, for we are sophisticated now that we are 17 and a half, and our men folks aresupping beer, to prove that they are men.
But enough about our little shin dig, nowfor the review replys!
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AND NOW, A WORD FROM BLACK MAJIK: why, why would you be so cruel...
well, enough of that, and on with the chapter.
I cant think of a chapter name, Im too damn drunk!
'I don't want to!'
'Its not right to bottle up your emotions like this.'
'I told you, I don't want to talk about it, so just leave it!'
Draco Malfoy was lying face down on his bed with Ginny Weasly on one side and David Lorry on the other, Draco hadn't moved in three hours.
'I can understand that Drake but you cant let this bring you so down, you hardly saw him anyway and-'Ginny was cut off
'-What the hell do you mean by that? My father has been the one to look after me and been there for me all my life! And now he's being taken from me as well? Draco shuddered violently with tears, 'just… leave me alone'
'But Drake-' David started
'FUCK OFF!' Draco screamed into the pillow.
David worried at his lower lip, this time he didn't know how to fight Draco's inner Demons for him. Anderson was easy, his own popularity won over the Slytherin brute strength, Draco's dreams, all they needed was a quick hug, a shhh and a 'it'll be okay' and Draco was alright again, but this, losing his father…
'What is your problem?' Ginny stood up and crossed the room to stare out of the window, 'why do you have to keep pushing us away like this?'
'Because anyone who gets close to me dies and I don't need any more guilt on your behalf!'
A shocked silence followed this statement; even Draco himself couldn't believe he said it.
'Come on Gin, come away just now… we'll be back later Kay?'
'Whatever.'
Draco listened to the door creaking shut before he rolled over onto his back and wiped at his face with the back of his hand, he hadn't known that it was possible to hurt this much, didn't know that you could get so upset that there were no more tears to be shed, he hoped that he might of at least let Harry have something to think about.
There was a swooshing sound at his window before the sound of two high heels landing on a wooden floor, Draco looked over to his window.
'Hey there, chick pea.'
'Oww, ouch, leave me, owwwww!'
'Stop making such a fuss!'
Hermione was bathing the cut on Harry's face so that it wouldn't scar.
'You know, for the boy-who-whoops-the-dark-lords-ass-every-time-he-meets-him you're making a very big fuss about a teeny tiny cut…'
Harry tutted loudly, damn Malfoy…
Maybe it was a break in his sanity but he could understand the boys point, it would seem like that to him wouldn't it, that Harry had to be better, oh well, he'd sort it out later…
The common room door swung open and Ginny Weasly stepped through, she had tears pouring down his face and Hermione got up to give her a hug.
'What's up little one?'
'I've just had a massive uproar with Drake and it's all my fault!' she wailed.
Ron snorted, 'gee, he's making himself popular today…'
'Shut up you!' Ginny said heatedly,' tomorrows the last time he's ever going to see his father and I go ahead and say that it wont matter because he never saw him anyway! I don't know what I was thinking of, I must have really, really hurt him you know that?'
'Oh Gin, he'll know you where just trying to help him, you'll see, he'll need you soon wont he?'
'That's the thing, its like he doesn't need anyone, only his precious father,' Ginny had a bitter tone to her voice as she said it, 'he wont open up to me or David or anyone else, Draco just won't let us know what's wrong with him half the time.'
'Well…. Maybe he doesn't need you two to talk to, rather you're his friends to talk to him, sometimes when I'm upset I don't want to tell Harry or Ron, rather I just want to listen to them chat away and then they soon cheer me up and I'm fine again'
'But Draco has the sort of problems that other people just don't have, like…' she trailed off, 'It doesn't matter, I just miss Happy Draco that's all.'
'Speaking of which, when did you and him get so chummy anyway?' Ron added, frowning, 'and how come I never noticed?'
'You never notice anything; I'd have to tattoo my face before you'd notice. It was the start of term, he had to give me potion tuition, I did tell you, it must have gone over your head.'
'Oh really? And what where you dong at his place a couple of days ago to all hours with David Lorry?'
'As if that's any of your business! We just got talking, and Draco was drunk so David had to make sure he slept on his side in case he threw up and it was just…. Its just really complicated right now ok?' she pulled away and made to go up the stairs, ' I don't need your questioning as well!'
Ron made a face at Ginny's retreating back, 'Honestly, is there anyone's life that boy hasn't wreaked?'
David was sat upon the old astronomy roof looking out at the lake, there wasn't a ripple upon its undisturbed surface and as he watched the last few rays of the sun disappear behind the mountain tops he blew out a blue haze of smoke and thought about Draco, or rather, Draco's father, his second uncle.
He was worrying over how Mr Malfoy would be tomorrow, if Lucius was upset it would only make Draco worse, and god knows Draco didn't need to get any worse, the way he had spoke to Ginny, she'd looked really upset…
Things were a mess, a huge mess, could anything ever be simple in his life, you know, anything at all? Draco was difficult enough Ginny was so complicated too, she'd have flashbacks of the Chamber when he got too close to her, he didn't know what Tom had done to her but when he found out… oh what's the use? He was a memory, you can't fight memories, you of all people should know that, David.
David shook his head so that the brown curls would cover his eyes and so he was looking at the lake through a veil, taking a last draw he stubbed out the cigarette butt on a slate of the roof, flicked it away and made to climb back inside.
'What…are you doing in my room?'
Draco was staring at the girl in front of his eyes, she grinned and handed him a crumpled piece of paper, 'Here, your owl sent you this, only I sort of stopped it before it could get to you, interesting mail, by the way.'
Draco snatched the piece of paper away from cold dead hands and noted the seal was broken, he began to read:
The question is not who am IBut whether or not you will die
Line your eyes with black or red
By December you'll be dead
Draco couldn't believe his eyes, it was the same on, the same crackpot that had wrote before, same ink, same lettering. He spun on the young vampire.
'Monica, is it you whose been sending these? How did you have it?'
'Whoa, easy tiger, I have no idea who sent it, but it's a droll little rhyme isn't it?'
She frowned at him, 'don't tell me your actually scared of a little poison letter.'
'Poison letter?'
'Yeah, its like, a nasty letter someone anonymous sends you to scare you shittless, its mostly big stars that get them… some chain mails are called poison letters…'
Draco scowled; he'd never looked at it that way.
'Anyway, your interesting mail is not what I have come to talk to you about, I have come to offer you something.'
'What?'
'Immortality.'
Draco looked slightly confused at this, until he worked out what she had meant, 'uh, no thank you I'm fine right now.'
'Did I say you had a choice?'
She moved in on him slowly, her hips swaying and her eyes seductive, Draco jumped away, falling off his bed and then she pounced and was upon him, Icy cold fingers snapped his head to the side so hard that he felt every bone in his spin crick. He struggled as he felt cruel fangs sink into his neck, but the instant they were there the instant they were gone, she pulled back grimacing and spitting out red, glaring at him and hissing like a cat, she swung out his window and by the time Draco had run over to scan the ground she was gone.
'Oh fuck…' he murmured, bringing a hand up to rub across his neck, the two small puncture wounds closed up beneath his finger tips, on of the perks of Veela blood. Was that what had saved his life, could Monica not take his strange blood?
Draco felt drunk as he tried to stand up, and fell back down to the earth with a crash. But he needed to get up.
He needed to go and find Snape, and tell him what happened.
dun,
dun
duuuuun!
what do you think? bit too random? it will all make sence... EVENTUALLY!