Helllllo! This is the newest chapter to this series. I don't really have that much to say except for this. ENJJJJJOY my pretties! Oh yeah! again, if any of you have any suggestions to this story, tell me and I'll see if I can incorporate it into the story. Thank you for reading this far and for the person that hates it...um..stop reading? Forgive me for all spelling mistakes.
Draco smirked as he apparated back to the tiny cottage. Even though he was not looking forward to talking with his mother about this because of her over protective nature, he was glad to be away from those insufferable Muggles. He had gotten over the whole dirty blood issue, but old habits die hard. And it was exceptionally hilarious to see Harry so frustrated.
Smirking wider, he slid his wand back into his shirt sleeve. He really did prefer wizard robes because of the lack of hinderance, but Harry insisted that he had to wear these jeans and shirts to blend in. How strange were these Muggles? Wearing those strange pants that cuts off their blood circulation and those tiny shirts. And then they complain about being cold. Draco forever will never understand the logic of these people.
Shaking his head, he stared at the front door and the tiny lock. He felt the slim outline of the key in his pocket and shrugged. "As long as nobody sees me, right?" He peered around carefully before brandishing his wand again and muttering the Alohomara charm. The door let out a satisfying click and he pushed it open. Glancing around the dark room, he kicked the door shut and muttered the incantation for the lights.
"I really must implore Harry to teach me the whole wordless magic thing. This is such a hassle." He murmured slightly before walking through the house to find the living room. In the living sat a long couch and behind that couch was a dusty old fire place. Draco pulled a face at the dirt and grime encrusted onto the bricks, but he dropped to his knee. There was some green powder that looked quite old, but he grabbed it and threw it into the fireplace. Immediately, a big flame rose up and he stuck his head through it.
"Malfoy Manor." The image of his own living room showed up and he sighed. "Mother? Mother?" There was a loud clatter and the sound of dashing feet before his mother dropped into view.
"Draco dear! How I missed you! Are you alright, sweetheart? Are you eating well? Where's Harry? Is he doing alright?" She began rambling and Draco cut her off swiftly.
"Mother, I need your aid." She fell silent and peered at his with her grey eyes.
"My help, dear? Not your father's?" Draco shook his blonde head and started explaining.
"Harry and I had just went to our first Muggle class about an hour ago and we saw something quite strange. I believe that it could be a creature from our world and since you are the one with more expertise in this subject, I beseech you for your assistance." She looked at him worriedly before motioning him with her elegant hand.
"Describe it, dear."
"Well, it was male. He was incredibly pale and that seemed to be normal, but his eyes stood out. They were this bright amber color and he had dark rings around his eyes." His mother frowned as she began mumbling to herself. Draco waited patiently, his foot falling asleep as he knelt.
"Draco, would you describe him as abnormally beautiful?" The blonde thought back to the male and nodded. "I have a few guesses based on what you had just told me, but I need more information to be completely sure."
"I will find out more, Mother. In the meantime, will you please give me your suspicions?"
"Well, he could be a banshee, an elf, an encantado, or perhaps an incubus. Those are some suspicions, darling, but there are many more I would need to look up." Draco narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
"Mother, I thought banshees were frighteningly ugly hags."
"Actually, Draco, a banshee has the power to change its form. They could appear as ugly, old people, or beautiful, young ones. It is quite rare for them to be up and about in the daytime, but if they are, it usually means a huge war will start soon. Just listen around and see if you hear their cries." Narcissa looked at her only child with worry. "Would you like me to explain the others?" At his nod, she continued. "An elf, as you probably already know, they usually have slightly pointy ears. They can hide those ears with Earth magic. House elves are the lowest forms, but this one might be a warrior of the Light Elves if he is that pale. They are quite helpful to us with their healing magic, but don't anger them. They do have frightfully big tempers."
"Encantados are water spirits that usually only come out at night. They have the power to heal or destroy. However, they are not particularly fond of other people, so they sometimes kidnap Muggles. It is very strange for an encantado to be seen in the daytime, but perhaps this one is a spy for their queen. See if he goes to a river of some sort at night. And you do know what an incubus is, right?" Draco nodded and shifted uncomfortably. "Oh, dear! How long has it been?"
"It's alright, mum. Probably only an hour has passed since our talk. I shall go inform Harry about this. Good bye, mother."
"Draco, be careful, alright? Don't get to close to these things until you know what they are. Be safe!" Draco nodded and pulled his head out from the flames.
He moaned as his neck started throbbing persistently. Massaging it gently, he went over the information he just got in his head. He decided to write it all down when he felt a hot flare in his pocket. He yelped and threw everything he had out of there, his leg smarting. Glaring at all the mess on the floor, he paled as he saw the galleon the Golden Trio had given him for emergencies. He quickly took his wand and waving it, he apparated right on top of Harry.
"OWWW!" Draco rolled off his bony friend and rubbed his sides. He was about to yell at him for activating the coin when he felt a menacing presence behind him. Turning, he first saw some black shoes, and then some designer jeans, a designer shirt...and pale skin. He raised his grey eyes and gulped when he saw the deadly golden ones staring at him.
"What the- They breed like doxies!" Draco sneered. Harry let out a choked laugh. The pale statue looked at the pair of them.
"What are you?" He asked and Draco nearly gasped at his honey voice. He eyed the man appreciatively. Perhaps he was an incubus. He was yanked back into reality when Harry cuffed him on the head.
"What?" He looked back at the male and sighed. "What do you want me to say?" Harry's jaw dropped and he groaned.
"Can we Obliviate whatever the hell that is?" He whispered. "He just saw you drop out of the sky!"
"Did you try yet?"
"No, you prat! That's why I'm asking you!" Draco cleared his throat and raised his wand a little. As he began to say the incantation, a white blur shot out from somewhere behind him and when his eyes refocused, he saw a tiny girl standing by the pale male. She also had pale skin and her eyes were a happy orange color.
"They breed even faster than doxies!" Draco exclaimed. The newcomer stared at him and her mouth quirked up in a little smile. Harry yanked at Draco's t-shirt and he turned around, annoyed. "What, Potter?" Harry mouthed something and Draco raised an eyebrow.
"Draco, did your mom say anything? Anything at all?" Draco nodded and Harry sighed. "Did she say anything about weaknesses?" Draco thought back to the conversation. Most of the creatures she mentioned only came out at night.
"Lumos!" Draco whispered and a bright flare lit up from his wand. Not expecting what happened next, Draco was forever scarred. "WHAT IN THE NAME OF MORGANA'S CROOKED TEETH?" He yelled. Harry stood there gaping next to him.
"Never mind that, let's scram!" Harry finally spoke and he grabbed Draco. The two of them started running away from the disco balls frantically, hands reaching up to scrub their eyeballs. "Morgana's crooked teeth?" Harry huffed.
"It's a legend, Potter." The raven haired boy left it at that and the two of them dashed into a classroom. Thankfully, it was empty. "Colloportus." Draco hissed and there was a squelching sound as the door locked itself effectively.
"Did you see that?" Harry broke the silence that fell on them.
"No, I happened to miss the bright dancing lights that exploded from the two statues." Draco snapped. Harry frowned and looked away, his lower lip jutting out. "Stop pouting, Harry. We need to figure this out." Harry nodded and took his wand out.
"Muffilato. What did your mum tell you?" Emerald eyes locked into grey eyes and Draco sighed.
"She has suspicions, but she doesn't know yet. Her choices are banshees, elves, encantados, and incubuses. She wanted to look up some more things and I think I would like to inform her that our mysterious creatures sparkle."
"That might be a good idea." Silence reigned for a few moments before Draco broke it.
"Honestly, Harry. I thought you wanted to get away from all the magic. How on earth did you manage to find a place filled with these sparkly menaces?"
"I didn't know!"
"Of course. Well, we missed one of our classes, didn't we?" Harry nodded miserably and sighed.
"My first day as a normal person and I missed English." He muttered. Draco raised an eyebrow.
"Perhaps we should get going then so you won't have to miss another precious class." Draco raised his wand and unlocked the door. "After you, great savior." Harry threw him a scowl as he walked by and Draco stifled a laugh.