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On the 3rd day he finally felt better, his arm still sore, so it was in a sling. There was nothing Madam Pomfrey could do to make the soreness go away. So rest was required.
Draco just hoped it would go away before the first quidditch match.
Draco's first class back was Potions. He walked in late, wanting to make a show of it. Even though he was genuinely injured didn't mean he couldn't milk it.
Pansy was fawning over him, and Draco enjoyed the attention, even if he didn't enjoy the girl.
As Snape announced the potion they were making, Draco groaned internally, his arm too sore to properly make the potion.
""Sir," he said, "Si, I'll need help cutting up these daisy roots because of my arm-"
Snape ordered Ron Weasley to help him.
The next few minutes were filled with bickering as Weasly sloppily chopped up Draco's roots, which resulted in Draco complaining.
As Weasley was forced to help Draco with his potion, Draco began to taunt him about Hagrid and how Draco's father was working on getting him fired.
While this was occurring, Neville Longbottom was messing up his potion like usual. Draco kept his laughter to himself as Snape scolded the dolt.
Draco watched Granger whisper instructions to Longbottom. For some reason, he was intrigued by the brunette. In another world, if Granger was pureblood, or even halfblood, Draco would have pursued her. She was undoubtedly better company to keep than girls like Pansy.
But this was the world they lived in, and at the end of the day, she was just a mudblood.
Draco began to taunt Potter about Sirius Black. Potter was oblivious to the full story behind Black and how Black caused his parents to die by selling them out to the Dark Lord.
Draco kept the information privileged, wanting to simply taught scarhead, not giving him the story was more satisfying than telling him the full truth.
Potions ended when Snape deducted five points from Gryffindor because Granger helped Longbottom out. Draco gave a "HA" outloud.
It was a shame that the toad hadn't died.
The rest of the day passed by quickly. Draco genuinely needed help carrying his books. He regulated the task to Goyle.
Draco went to the library after dinner, where he did next weeks homework. He wanted to stay ahead of the game for just in case he had to miss more days because of his transformations.
After he caught up, he snuck off to Lupin's classroom to talk with him.
He knocked softly at the door.
"Come in." Lupin called.
Draco entered the room cautiously. "Hi, Professor. I have a question."
"What is it Draco?" Lupin asked.
"Do the transformations ever get less painful?"
Lupin sighed, "I wish I could tell you that they do, but they don't. They're always agony. It never ends."
Draco nodded. "Were you ever injured right before a transformation and left with soreness?"
Lupin nodded, "Yes. I once fell off a porch and broke my leg the day of the full moon. It hurt for months after the fact. So your arm is going to be sore for awhile. I'm sorry to say that, but this curse is taxing. I've known a lot of werewolves who just end it all because they can't stand it. I hope you don't come to that dark place. If you do, please let me know. I don't want to lose another person to this curse."
Draco nodded, "Thank you Professor. That's all the questions I had right now. I don't plan on offing myself anytime soon. But I'll let you or Madam Pomfrey know if my mind goes to those dark places. I got too much to do and too much to see to let it all end. You have a good night Professor."
"You as well Mr. Malfoy."
Draco exited Lupin's classroom and made his way down to the dungeons. He did his best to readjust his bag, it was taxing to carry it with his soreness and sling. He was relieved when he finally got to his room and his nice cozy bed.
He got ready for bed and fell asleep. He was haunted with horrible dreams about his transformation.
The next morning, Draco was incredibly groggy and turned to coffee as opposed to tea for his breakfast routine. If the dreams kept it up, then he was going to be on coffee everyday. It was bitter until he sweetened it with sugar and half-and-half.
Classes dragged on today. Draco determined that it would take more than one cup of coffee to wake him up, he made a mental note to down two cups tomorrow.
Draco fell into a routine, get up, drink coffee, go to class, taunt the golden trio, and finish the day in the library, doing homework to stay ahead.
Draco was looking forward to Halloween, when he would be able to visit Hogsmeade. The only thing he was dreading was that the full moon was that night.
He decided to enjoy himself as much as possible at Hogsmeade so he would have something to think about later that night when he transformed.
Draco started his trip by taunting Potter. Apparently he hadn't gotten his permission form signed, and it sucked to be him. He teased him about the dementors.
After Hogsmeade, Draco found Potter in the dining hall and shouted "The Dementors send their love!"
Potter ignored him but Draco found himself amusing.
Later that night, Draco found himself in the infirmary. The rest of the castle was in the dining room as Sirius Black had entered the castle. Everyone except those in the infirmary. Draco went through his third transformation at school. This time he didn't scream and howl as his body contorted into that of a white wolf.
He laid in the cot, curled up in a ball, waiting for the sun to come. He made a determination to go through classes the next day. He would be damned if he let this curse ruin his life.
Most importantly, he didn't want to visit the dark places in his mind. The places where they taunted him, telling him to just end it. What was the point? Going through this every month for the rest of his life.
But Draco refused to cave. He would make the best of it.
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