And here is chappy 6! Yea! Sorry it's a lil short!
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"But professor!" a young red head cried out to his history of magic teacher. "We weren't dueling in the hall way! I swear! Even ask Malfoy!"
"Mr. Malfoy, were you dueling with Mr. Weasley in the hall?" The short man turned to the silent boy standing on the other side of him. The boy he turned to had a look of boredom written all over his face.
"Of course we were, and I was about to permanently cripple this weasel," Draco glared at eh red-head who had a look of total disbelief on his face, while their teacher's eyes grew huge at the comment.
"What! Malfoy!" Ronald's eyes narrowed into slits.
"Right then, you both have detention with me at 8:00, don't be late." The teacher pushed past the two teens, Ron gave Draco one last glare before walking toward his dorms. Draco on the other hand, just shrugged and made his way outside.
A random clock in the school rang 8 times as Draco entered his teacher's class room. He was dressed in 'muggle' clothes that his 'friend', Blaise, made him wear. Draco was quite astonished when the boy took a pair of scissors to his jeans. Who would have known that people buy torn up jeans! The professor looked up from his papers and nodded to a set in the corner for the teenager to wait in. About 10 minutes later a flaming red-head ran into the office, completely out of breath.
"Sorry I'm late! I was finishing my potions essay and lost track of time," Ron panted out as he caught his breath. He looked around the small office just a Draco stood up. "WHAT ARE YOU WEARING MALFOY?"
"…clothes…" Draco said looking down a little, then to his professor as the small man lead them out of the room and to his storage room.
"You will clean this room, you may use your wands to move the broom, mop, and dusting cloth, but this is all you may use them for…and no hurting each other." The man disappeared toward his office. The two boys stood in the room, doing nothing and keeping silent. They stared at each other for the better part of 5 minutes. Draco's mind was running through the ways that he could get out of this with out getting in more trouble, finding that splitting the work would be best he offered,
"Look, I just want to get this done, so how bout you dust while I mop?" Draco figured that this was a safe thing to say to Ron, considering he split the work in half so it wasn't unfair.
"Wow, the great Malfoy is gonna work!" Ron sneered and went over to the shelves. Draco just shrugged and pointed his wand at the broom.
An hour passed quietly and the room was almost done. Draco was almost done moping and Ron was finishing the last shelf. When they were done the looked at each other as their cleaning tools vanished.
"I'm surprise some one as murderous as you actually did his share" The red-head laughed a cold laugh. Draco's eyes flashed at the boy in front of him. "I mean, you could have just killed the teacher and you wouldn't have had to do any!"
Draco stood there silent, his eyes held an unknown emotion. Ron kept sneering at him as he glared.
"Sorry but I have no clue what your talking about." Draco said flatly and started walking to the door.
"Oh really? Nothing about an old, weak, defenseless man? Nothing about the innocent soul that you killed?' Ronald was taunting the boy now, really just trying to get a reaction out of him.
Well, he did, unfortunately it wasn't what he was expecting. Draco grabbed him by his throat and slammed him against the wall. The former blonde's eyes flashed with so much rage that Ronald was truly afraid.
"Shut.up. you little boy. You have no clue what life is really like. People. Die! I did not kill that old man, understand. Never bring that up again, or it will be your life." Draco let go of the boy and stormed out of the room, leaving him gasping for air.
I cannot take this anymore
I'm saying everything I've said before
All these words they make no sense
I find bliss in ignorance
Less I hear the less you'll say
But you'll find that out anyway
Just like before...
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
Draco stormed down the empty hall, thinking the whole way. He glared at the thought of the weasel he was just with. The Gryffindor annoyed him beyond belief, why was he complaining? He had the one thing that Draco didn't, the one thing that the young dragon wanted, Freedom.
I find the answers aren't so clear
Wish I could find a way to disappear
All these thoughts they make no sense
I find bliss in ignorance
Nothing seems to go away
Over and over again
Just like before
Freedom to live as he chooses, freedom to become what he wants. He was not forced into a life that he never wanted in the first place. He was not beaten into submission. No, he could stand up for what he believed in; he could fight back and win.
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
Yet he is always jealous of the golden boy, he wanted to be him. He wanted to have the center stage. Draco saw what was happening to Potter though; he was being used, used by everyone around him. He didn't have freedom either. Is that what Weasley wants? Would he give up his freedom to get that?
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
shut up when I'm talking to you
shut up, shut up, shut up
Does it matter? No, all that matter was Draco was going to get what he wanted, what he longed for, Freedom.
I'm about to BREAK
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break.
Even if that means dying for it…
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