Hello everyone. I'm back again for another announcement. I deeply apologize for this being such a short chapter. I feel like it needed more but I couldn't think of anything, but I promise the next chapter will be a lot longer to make up for this.
Even with Aderyn's help, life on the road wasn't easy. Though he had to admit that he appreciated this new found freedom. But even with no pressure in his life, he still had to pay the consequences that came with not having a home.
Since arriving, Draco had lost quite a bit of weight due to not eating often. There was also dangerous gangs which had apparently increased in recent years. At one point, Aderyn had found a few pounds so they decided to treat themselves to McDonald's.
Unfortunately, in their way, a gangster had tried to take their money. Draco then had to fight them off but failed so Aderyn had stepped in. That wounded his pride. Thankfully they got McDonald's before they closed. Draco then had his first fast food meal. From the first bite, he learned the food was incredibly bland but so incredibly tasty on an empty stomach. However, the "chips" or fried potato sticks became his new best friends.
He still missed many things from his old life though. Like a bed. Tree branches, cots, and sidewalk corners were only comfortable for so long. He desperately missed the familiar food prepared by the house-elves. He had never known hunger until now, he really hated that.
Every now and then he got depressed while in thought. He also often wondered how his mother was doing. When he was stranded his mother had recently found out she had been pregnant. It made him sad to think that he would never get to meet his only sibling.
He also missed his friends. Theo's arrogance, Blaise's wit, Gregory's comebacks, Pansy's whining, Daphne's positivity, and Astoria's reserved yet calming nature. He had been planning on courting in the upcoming months.
Draco sighed as continued thinking of his previous life. Rarely did Aderyn leave him alone as he was prone to become very depressed when he was left alone. Unfortunately, Aderyn had out on a date with Crazy Jane that took residence near Westminster Bridge. Draco, on the other hand, had been walking nearby Buckingham Palace. He liked being around it. It was the closest place of familiarity he had.
A sudden ominous feeling had overcome Draco. He looked up from his deep thoughts barely escaping the wooden bat and its wielder. Or so he thought when he felt large hands grab him from behind and pushed him down. His ears rang loudly and his head pulsed. The world swayed beneath him as they continued to punch and kick him. He curled into a ball. He felt like he had been in that position forever. Hearing a car pass by Draco wondered why no one was helping him. His eyesight was blurring feeling blood fall from the side of his face. "Don't move," he heard someone yell and click.
He tried looking up but barely managed to glimpse of his Grandfather and George Weasley hold a gun... Or Fred? He really must've been dreaming.