Title: Before Wind, there was Creation
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Summary: Harry Potter, who ate a test product from Fred and George, ends up going terribly wrong when they conclude that they had added wrong ingredients, which resultes in the gift of Psychometry for Harry, (the Psychic ability of recieving visions and feelings through objects you touch.) Draco Malfoy, on the other hand, is growing and changing his views and mind in ways both light *and* dark. BUT...Is there a bigger force at work here? Can Harry's ability help Draco get out of the depression he is slowly spiraling into? (HP/DM Yaoi [Boy/boy relationship]. If you don't like it, DON'T READ.)
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Thanks goes to:
Feye Morgan - I take your review as an extremely big compliment! Thank you! I beamed so much when I read your review ^_^.
Destruxion - Don't worry, Harry'll tell someone about his 'gift' soon. *smiles* About how he's going to help the Dragon (Hopefully you all aren't as dense as to NOT know who the Dragon is...) You'll just have to wait and see =D
Honor - Yep, this is the post you were waiting for *beams*. I also feel slightly sorry for Kato. *Sniffles* He shouldn't have gotten killed like that when he loved someone.
**You're too important for anyone
There's something wrong with everything you see
But I, I know who you really are
You're the one who cries when you're alone - 'Where Will You Go?' By Evanescence ___________________________________________________________
Harry Potter awoke to the birds twittering outside of the tower windows. The sun shown through the plated glass, into his dreams and memories. Then, voice after voice called Harry...
"Harry! Harry, wake up! Come on!...Harry!?" Ron called through the curtain surrounding his bed. Everything was hazy when Harry sat up. Reaching for his trademark glasses, he found that they were gone.
"Ron...Ron, where are my glasses? I swear I put them here last night!" He mumbled loudly to himself. Something then stuck its hand through the red curtains, and they were Harry's glasses, coming through like a gift from heaven. "Thanks, Ron." Harry mumbled, as he put them on. Everything in the dorm then came into view as Ron pulled the curtains away.
"There you go! Rise and shine, Hunny bun!" Ron cheerily yelled, making Neville snore even louder and making Harry glare evilly at him.
"Oh, come on, Harry... Please don't be mad at me and Hermione. We really like each other. We promise to be there for you. Always." He said, putting his right hand on his heart.
Truthfully, Harry *was* mad. Angry, really. He didn't see why they hadn't told him, out of everyone, that they were an item. Mainly the only reason why he was really angry was- he was jealous. He tried not to be, but he was. It was like everyone had someone. Everyone had someone to truly hold and listen and talk to. Harry-
He had no one. And he despised that even now, his best friends had that. He didn't. The people that were truly his, weren't his anymore. They were each other's.
Harry unintentionally stared at Ron, his glare lessening, but still obviously there.
Ron, being who he was, threw Harry clean robes, and told him to get dressed. Harry grumpily headed for the Gryffindor showers, washed himself, and pulled them on.
When he exited, he got his books from out of his trunk. He then saw a slender piece of wood, but disregarded it since he already had his own wand beside him. He picked up both the books and his wand, and walked out of the dorms and the Commons both.
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The aroma of fresh food wafted through the atmosphere of the Great Hall. Draco Malfoy found it very apetizing, but Pansy Parkinson hanging over him at the same time kept lowering the ability to consume the food.
~'I should hex her...'~ He thought to himself, giving her a death glare. She still didn't get the point, and he thrust her away, reaching for his wand. But it wasn't there.
~'Shit!'~ He cursed, remembering the night before. In his state of drunkness, he had forgotten that Potter still had his wand. He remembered how he had woken up this morning- killer migraine. ~'I can't live without my wand.'~ He thought in helplessness. He looked around cautiously at Zibini, who was on his left, and the Pansy girl still on his right. He scowled at his situation. He couldn't just go up to Potter in the middle of breakfast and demand his wand.
Dumbledore dismissed breakfast right after Draco had thought that, and he knew that he now had the perfect opportunity to attain his wand back. Stealthily and cautiously getting up, Draco made his way out of the doors before the Weasel, mudblood, and golden-boy could exit.
Right when they exited the enchanted hall, they met up with Malfoy, bringer of Hell, in their opinion.
"What the hell do you want, Malfoy?!" Ron asked, his lips turning up into a scowl. Daco ignored this show of contempt, and turned to Harry.
"Potter- a word?" He asked frowning, his voice staying on one level. Harry looked at his friends cautiously. They were worried, it was apparent on their faces. Harry walked toward Draco, a cautious look on his face. "What do you want, Malfoy?" He asked, trying to sound as mean as he could. But for some reason, he couldn't hold the passion to hate him anymore.
"My wand- where is it? I *do* need it for classes, you know." He requested pompously. Harry looked at him with a look that said 'Is this all?'.
Draco stared at Harry and snapped. "Well?! Where is it?" His eyes wide in expectancy. Harry snapped out of his reverie, and muttered a few 'ohs', but after searching his robe pockets, he noticed the wand wasn't there.
"Uum...I'll give it to you in Care of Magical Creatures. I don't have it with me right now." He said, looking into Draco's gray-slated eyes.
Draco was seen rolling his eyes and smirking. "Oh, so its now being blamed on the 'Harry Potters special forgetting abilities'? How charming." He chortled sarcastically.
Harry glared at Draco, and hit him upside the head, messing his hair up. Draco hadn't expected this, and his mouth was open like a fish striving for oxygen.
"What's the matter, Malfoy? Cat got your tounge?" You could hear Ron in the distance, snickering along with Hermione.
His expression then turned into a scowl, and he muttered, "Care of Magical Creatures. My wand better be with you by then." He spat, stalking huffily to the dungeons.
Ron slapped Harry on the back congratulating him. "That's the spirit, Harry! Hit him upside the head!" Ron then burst out laughing yet again, walking with Harry to Gryffindor tower.
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Harry arrived in Care of Magical Creatures right on time. Hagrid could be seen hoisting boxes of creatures unto the grass. There were about 28 boxes in all, about 2 feet high each. The whole class wondered what could be in so many boxes.
They all watched in awe as Hagrid pried open box by box, and out of every one jumped a creature with big pink bumpy, hairless heads, small pink bodies with purple hair on the belly. Each one had gleaming, sharp teeth which made most of the students look at the creatures in apprehension.
"Welcom' students. Todey, we'll be studien' ay new creature called Doondakugs. But bey car'ful. These Creatures ca' read yer everay thought, an' they will be very happy abou' chattin' up eh storm abou' them. Now, two students eh creature. There weren't ehnough for everay student to 'ave one, so you'll hafta manage." Hagrid finished, turning to the many students in his class.
Many students were whispering about the odd looking creatures, and decided to go to the creatures in two's. Ron and Hermione went together, seeing as how Harry was talking with Malfoy at the back of the crowd.
"Here, Malfoy. There's your bloody wand back." Harry growled, giving the ungrateful person their item.
"Why, thank you, Potter! I always knew Gryffindor's to be too honourable for their own good, anyways." He replied, ruffling Harry's feathers.
"I gave you your stupid wand back, don't make me regret it and take it from you because of your attitude!" Harry yelled, making some students turn around and look at them. Draco then looked toward the creatures, and saw that one of them was left. It looked kind of bored and sad with no one to talk to.
"Potter, we have a problem." Draco said, still staring into the creatures pupiless eyes.
"What prob-" Harry started scathingly, but stopped when he saw what Draco was looking at. "Shit..." Harry muttered, noticing that they would have to share a creature. They had heard what Hagrid had said, and they didn't want each others thoughts read out loud by a Gremlin-looking-thing. Draco sighed, and headed for the creature, Harry right behind him.
"Hello, dare, you two!" It said cheerfully. It sounded like a girl, and it waved to the rival wizards. She then smiled, and showed its gleaming, malicious teeth.
The Doondakug snickered a little, seeing Draco's face. It could also read his thoughts, and it replied, "No, no. Don't worry, you two. I won't eat you. I'm eh vegetarian!" It beamed, and ruffled the fur on its belly.
Harry and Draco were relieved, to say the least. They didn't want to go to the Hospital Wing and be blamed because they were with each other. Harry then started to make up conversation, since there really wasn't anything to do.
"Um- where do you come from?" He asked, his green eyes still staring at the pearly-white teeth. The creature chuckled.
"I com' from across the world, somewhere en....uhm...Af-ree-cah, I tink." She said, nodding in thought. It then continued. "I remembah the Dragons dare. Dey stay hidden from humen eyes, but Lemana saw it!" She exclaimed, using her name in third person.
The comment on Dragons made Harry and Draco both remember the night before, and Harry's story. They both tried in vain to push the thought of their heads, but before they could clear their minds, the Doondakug smiled eerily, and asked, "So- You aren't enemies wit Malfoy here, eh?" It asked in its odd accent, turning to Harry. Harry's eyes widened. "Uu- uh....Uhm...Well-" He stuttered. Lemana then interrupted, and exclaimed, "You aren't! Ha! Amazing! You two haf some bad blood between you bofe, don' you?" It asked, then turning to Draco, who had been surprised at what Harry had been thinking.
Draco stuttered out an understood 'yes', and glanced at Harry who looked as nervous as he felt.
The Doondakug hummed in thought, and asked Harry, "So, Kato Slytherin es still around Hogwarts? I daught he had died!" She then chuckled good naturally, and Draco looked even more bewildered. He hadn't understood a thing that the creature was talking about, yet Harry understood every word. He glanced at Draco, noticing that he probably wouldn't be able to hide his response from his rival. "Uhh.....ya, he's still here. He *did* die. But he's still here."
"As a ghost..." The Doondakug confirmed, saying Harry's finishing thought aloud. Draco's eyes widened in relization. 'Harry saw Salazar Slytherin's son? I didn't even know he *had* a son!' He screamed loudly in his head.
The doondakug turned to Draco, and snickered, "You neva knew the famous Salazar Slytherin had a son? Why, of course he ded, you twit!" She beamed, and asked Harry, "So. Why exactly *ded* your aunt and uncle lock you en that cupboard for most of your life?" It smiled good-naturally, but Harry looked upset. Extremely upset. He covered his ears and closed his eyes, and growled, "Stay out of my head! Stay out! Stay *out*!" Draco looked surprised and concerned, but tried to hide it. He never knew about the famous wizard's childhood, and he didn't know if he wanted to, now.
Lemana frowned, noticing she had conjured up hurtful memories, but she wouldn't back down. "Oooh...bad memory, eh? Dey are mean people, dey are. Dey are similah to Mistah Malfoy's fada here." She said heavily accented. Draco now looked upset, and he snapped at the creature. "You stay out of my life, you wretched thing!" The Doondabug looked hurt, and looked toward the ground. "I am *so* sorry, Mr. Potter- Mr. Malfoy. I did nat notice how mach you value your privacy."
Draco sighed, and said, "Just- stay out of our memories." Draco and Harry both looked violated, and they weren't at all comfortable with the things that could have been revealed.
Suddenly, Hagrid's booming voice sounded to all of the students. Most of them, like Harry and Draco, looked violated, and they sauntered over to where Hagrid was standing, eager to get away from the thought-reading creatures.
"Eeh- sorry for that. Nevah thought them creatures could get so- eeh... private." Hagrid then cleared his throat. "I want you all to write an essay on what you learned about the Doondakug, what they look like, an' what you think abou' them. Well, class dismissed." He said, turning to crate the protesting creatures back up.
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Draco was sitting on his green satin sheeted bed, looking through some new mythology books from Flourish and Blotts. He had two empty beer bottles beside him, and a third one he opened, taking a gulp from it.
Lucius watched the forecasting fire, his blood boiling over. How dare his son read Muggle things! And, another thing at that, Drink!
Lucius tapped his fingers on his crystal-topped coffee table, and huffed, scowling. His wife, Narcissa, walked in cautiously behind the chair, and messaged her husband's aching shoulders. "Don't worry about our son, Lucius. He's curious about Muggles. Most wizards *are* at this age. You remember when you were a child, do you not?" She asked, remembering their childhood days at Hogwarts. The sneaking around, the make-out sessions-
At that, Narcissa sighed, and shook her head. She wouldn't think about those times long passed.
"Yes, I remember well, Narcissa. But this- this is our *SON*!" He snapped, looking up at his wife. She kissed him tenderly, and asked, "Won't you ever loosen up on him, Lucius? He's growing up. He's changing. Leave it at that." She then suggested. He sighed, and clicked the forecaster off. Way before Draco even attended the school, Lucius had cast a hex on the bed, willing him to see everything his son did. Most of the time, Lucius allowed his son his privacy, but every once in a while, when he got messages that his son was acting odd, he'd turn it on to see if he could get a clue to what his son was up to.
Zibini's father had told him, and he wasn't going to doubt the word of the just-as-powerful wizarding family. He wasn't even *ready* to doubt it. They had been allies for as long as Lucius thought the Malfoy history went back, and he wasn't going to put that in danger.
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Kato glided through his death room, immensly in thought. He had a huge feeling that Draco Malfoy was going to be in grave danger soon, but he couldn't say that to Harry. He would probably doubt him. But he knew a way that he could convince him-
Kato pulled a wooden board out of the floor, and looked at the small ebony chest for a few wondering seconds, and pulled the floating box out. He willed it open, and it popped off at his request. He looked inside, and pulled the two beautiful rings out.
One of them had an emerald shaped as a circle in the middle, with ruby dots all around it. The other had a ruby shaped as a circle in the middle, with emerald dots all around it. They were identical, yet the colors were totally different. Kato pulled both rings to his chest, and muttered a few words in a different language. It sounded like Latin.
After he opened his eyes back up, both rings were surrounded in a pure white, blinding light. Kato shielded his eyes for a few seconds, and looked around in suspicioun. He left the light-surrounded rings floating in the room, as he exited through the mirror.
He then went off to the Gryffindor tower, and through to Harry's bed. His head floated through Harry's trunk and Kato saw an asortment of different items, but decided to steal a simple wooden quill. He looked around, making sure no one was there to see him, and he hovered to the Slytherin dungeons, where he stole one of the green quills that was laying idly on Draco's lonely bed. He looked out of the curtain as Harry and Draco's quills both floated closely behind him. Kato hoped to god that they wouldn't suspect the criminal act.
Floating back to the purple hidden room, his ghostly heart beating, he went back to the floating rings in the middle of the room, and mumbled some more Latin phrases. As he did so, he closed his hazel eyes in concentration, the quills both binding to one of the rings. The green quill disappeared into the ruby ring, and the normal quill into the emerald one. Kato's spirit collapsed in exhaustion, and sleep overtook his shaking, spiritual body.
The rings dropped slowly to the dirty carpet. After they did, the emerald ring sped straight through the mirror, and after reaching the dungeons, landed softly on Draco's bed. The ruby ring followed after the emerald one, yet heading through to a different direction.
Toward Gryffindor tower.
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Chapter Notes: I know this chapter didn't do anything totally exciting, but the next chapter should be slightly more interesting =) There was a huge reason I put this chapter in here (To develop the plot, dur...lol) So, I just hope I didn't dissapoint you all. I'll get the next chappie out soon, not to worry =D.
Please Review. I don't wanna make a huge mistake in the story and not even notice I did it. If you don't get why Kato stole Draco and Harry's quill, you will in the next few chapters.
((Chapter Edited))
Summary: Harry Potter, who ate a test product from Fred and George, ends up going terribly wrong when they conclude that they had added wrong ingredients, which resultes in the gift of Psychometry for Harry, (the Psychic ability of recieving visions and feelings through objects you touch.) Draco Malfoy, on the other hand, is growing and changing his views and mind in ways both light *and* dark. BUT...Is there a bigger force at work here? Can Harry's ability help Draco get out of the depression he is slowly spiraling into? (HP/DM Yaoi [Boy/boy relationship]. If you don't like it, DON'T READ.)
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Thanks goes to:
Feye Morgan - I take your review as an extremely big compliment! Thank you! I beamed so much when I read your review ^_^.
Destruxion - Don't worry, Harry'll tell someone about his 'gift' soon. *smiles* About how he's going to help the Dragon (Hopefully you all aren't as dense as to NOT know who the Dragon is...) You'll just have to wait and see =D
Honor - Yep, this is the post you were waiting for *beams*. I also feel slightly sorry for Kato. *Sniffles* He shouldn't have gotten killed like that when he loved someone.
**You're too important for anyone
There's something wrong with everything you see
But I, I know who you really are
You're the one who cries when you're alone - 'Where Will You Go?' By Evanescence ___________________________________________________________
Harry Potter awoke to the birds twittering outside of the tower windows. The sun shown through the plated glass, into his dreams and memories. Then, voice after voice called Harry...
"Harry! Harry, wake up! Come on!...Harry!?" Ron called through the curtain surrounding his bed. Everything was hazy when Harry sat up. Reaching for his trademark glasses, he found that they were gone.
"Ron...Ron, where are my glasses? I swear I put them here last night!" He mumbled loudly to himself. Something then stuck its hand through the red curtains, and they were Harry's glasses, coming through like a gift from heaven. "Thanks, Ron." Harry mumbled, as he put them on. Everything in the dorm then came into view as Ron pulled the curtains away.
"There you go! Rise and shine, Hunny bun!" Ron cheerily yelled, making Neville snore even louder and making Harry glare evilly at him.
"Oh, come on, Harry... Please don't be mad at me and Hermione. We really like each other. We promise to be there for you. Always." He said, putting his right hand on his heart.
Truthfully, Harry *was* mad. Angry, really. He didn't see why they hadn't told him, out of everyone, that they were an item. Mainly the only reason why he was really angry was- he was jealous. He tried not to be, but he was. It was like everyone had someone. Everyone had someone to truly hold and listen and talk to. Harry-
He had no one. And he despised that even now, his best friends had that. He didn't. The people that were truly his, weren't his anymore. They were each other's.
Harry unintentionally stared at Ron, his glare lessening, but still obviously there.
Ron, being who he was, threw Harry clean robes, and told him to get dressed. Harry grumpily headed for the Gryffindor showers, washed himself, and pulled them on.
When he exited, he got his books from out of his trunk. He then saw a slender piece of wood, but disregarded it since he already had his own wand beside him. He picked up both the books and his wand, and walked out of the dorms and the Commons both.
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The aroma of fresh food wafted through the atmosphere of the Great Hall. Draco Malfoy found it very apetizing, but Pansy Parkinson hanging over him at the same time kept lowering the ability to consume the food.
~'I should hex her...'~ He thought to himself, giving her a death glare. She still didn't get the point, and he thrust her away, reaching for his wand. But it wasn't there.
~'Shit!'~ He cursed, remembering the night before. In his state of drunkness, he had forgotten that Potter still had his wand. He remembered how he had woken up this morning- killer migraine. ~'I can't live without my wand.'~ He thought in helplessness. He looked around cautiously at Zibini, who was on his left, and the Pansy girl still on his right. He scowled at his situation. He couldn't just go up to Potter in the middle of breakfast and demand his wand.
Dumbledore dismissed breakfast right after Draco had thought that, and he knew that he now had the perfect opportunity to attain his wand back. Stealthily and cautiously getting up, Draco made his way out of the doors before the Weasel, mudblood, and golden-boy could exit.
Right when they exited the enchanted hall, they met up with Malfoy, bringer of Hell, in their opinion.
"What the hell do you want, Malfoy?!" Ron asked, his lips turning up into a scowl. Daco ignored this show of contempt, and turned to Harry.
"Potter- a word?" He asked frowning, his voice staying on one level. Harry looked at his friends cautiously. They were worried, it was apparent on their faces. Harry walked toward Draco, a cautious look on his face. "What do you want, Malfoy?" He asked, trying to sound as mean as he could. But for some reason, he couldn't hold the passion to hate him anymore.
"My wand- where is it? I *do* need it for classes, you know." He requested pompously. Harry looked at him with a look that said 'Is this all?'.
Draco stared at Harry and snapped. "Well?! Where is it?" His eyes wide in expectancy. Harry snapped out of his reverie, and muttered a few 'ohs', but after searching his robe pockets, he noticed the wand wasn't there.
"Uum...I'll give it to you in Care of Magical Creatures. I don't have it with me right now." He said, looking into Draco's gray-slated eyes.
Draco was seen rolling his eyes and smirking. "Oh, so its now being blamed on the 'Harry Potters special forgetting abilities'? How charming." He chortled sarcastically.
Harry glared at Draco, and hit him upside the head, messing his hair up. Draco hadn't expected this, and his mouth was open like a fish striving for oxygen.
"What's the matter, Malfoy? Cat got your tounge?" You could hear Ron in the distance, snickering along with Hermione.
His expression then turned into a scowl, and he muttered, "Care of Magical Creatures. My wand better be with you by then." He spat, stalking huffily to the dungeons.
Ron slapped Harry on the back congratulating him. "That's the spirit, Harry! Hit him upside the head!" Ron then burst out laughing yet again, walking with Harry to Gryffindor tower.
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Harry arrived in Care of Magical Creatures right on time. Hagrid could be seen hoisting boxes of creatures unto the grass. There were about 28 boxes in all, about 2 feet high each. The whole class wondered what could be in so many boxes.
They all watched in awe as Hagrid pried open box by box, and out of every one jumped a creature with big pink bumpy, hairless heads, small pink bodies with purple hair on the belly. Each one had gleaming, sharp teeth which made most of the students look at the creatures in apprehension.
"Welcom' students. Todey, we'll be studien' ay new creature called Doondakugs. But bey car'ful. These Creatures ca' read yer everay thought, an' they will be very happy abou' chattin' up eh storm abou' them. Now, two students eh creature. There weren't ehnough for everay student to 'ave one, so you'll hafta manage." Hagrid finished, turning to the many students in his class.
Many students were whispering about the odd looking creatures, and decided to go to the creatures in two's. Ron and Hermione went together, seeing as how Harry was talking with Malfoy at the back of the crowd.
"Here, Malfoy. There's your bloody wand back." Harry growled, giving the ungrateful person their item.
"Why, thank you, Potter! I always knew Gryffindor's to be too honourable for their own good, anyways." He replied, ruffling Harry's feathers.
"I gave you your stupid wand back, don't make me regret it and take it from you because of your attitude!" Harry yelled, making some students turn around and look at them. Draco then looked toward the creatures, and saw that one of them was left. It looked kind of bored and sad with no one to talk to.
"Potter, we have a problem." Draco said, still staring into the creatures pupiless eyes.
"What prob-" Harry started scathingly, but stopped when he saw what Draco was looking at. "Shit..." Harry muttered, noticing that they would have to share a creature. They had heard what Hagrid had said, and they didn't want each others thoughts read out loud by a Gremlin-looking-thing. Draco sighed, and headed for the creature, Harry right behind him.
"Hello, dare, you two!" It said cheerfully. It sounded like a girl, and it waved to the rival wizards. She then smiled, and showed its gleaming, malicious teeth.
The Doondakug snickered a little, seeing Draco's face. It could also read his thoughts, and it replied, "No, no. Don't worry, you two. I won't eat you. I'm eh vegetarian!" It beamed, and ruffled the fur on its belly.
Harry and Draco were relieved, to say the least. They didn't want to go to the Hospital Wing and be blamed because they were with each other. Harry then started to make up conversation, since there really wasn't anything to do.
"Um- where do you come from?" He asked, his green eyes still staring at the pearly-white teeth. The creature chuckled.
"I com' from across the world, somewhere en....uhm...Af-ree-cah, I tink." She said, nodding in thought. It then continued. "I remembah the Dragons dare. Dey stay hidden from humen eyes, but Lemana saw it!" She exclaimed, using her name in third person.
The comment on Dragons made Harry and Draco both remember the night before, and Harry's story. They both tried in vain to push the thought of their heads, but before they could clear their minds, the Doondakug smiled eerily, and asked, "So- You aren't enemies wit Malfoy here, eh?" It asked in its odd accent, turning to Harry. Harry's eyes widened. "Uu- uh....Uhm...Well-" He stuttered. Lemana then interrupted, and exclaimed, "You aren't! Ha! Amazing! You two haf some bad blood between you bofe, don' you?" It asked, then turning to Draco, who had been surprised at what Harry had been thinking.
Draco stuttered out an understood 'yes', and glanced at Harry who looked as nervous as he felt.
The Doondakug hummed in thought, and asked Harry, "So, Kato Slytherin es still around Hogwarts? I daught he had died!" She then chuckled good naturally, and Draco looked even more bewildered. He hadn't understood a thing that the creature was talking about, yet Harry understood every word. He glanced at Draco, noticing that he probably wouldn't be able to hide his response from his rival. "Uhh.....ya, he's still here. He *did* die. But he's still here."
"As a ghost..." The Doondakug confirmed, saying Harry's finishing thought aloud. Draco's eyes widened in relization. 'Harry saw Salazar Slytherin's son? I didn't even know he *had* a son!' He screamed loudly in his head.
The doondakug turned to Draco, and snickered, "You neva knew the famous Salazar Slytherin had a son? Why, of course he ded, you twit!" She beamed, and asked Harry, "So. Why exactly *ded* your aunt and uncle lock you en that cupboard for most of your life?" It smiled good-naturally, but Harry looked upset. Extremely upset. He covered his ears and closed his eyes, and growled, "Stay out of my head! Stay out! Stay *out*!" Draco looked surprised and concerned, but tried to hide it. He never knew about the famous wizard's childhood, and he didn't know if he wanted to, now.
Lemana frowned, noticing she had conjured up hurtful memories, but she wouldn't back down. "Oooh...bad memory, eh? Dey are mean people, dey are. Dey are similah to Mistah Malfoy's fada here." She said heavily accented. Draco now looked upset, and he snapped at the creature. "You stay out of my life, you wretched thing!" The Doondabug looked hurt, and looked toward the ground. "I am *so* sorry, Mr. Potter- Mr. Malfoy. I did nat notice how mach you value your privacy."
Draco sighed, and said, "Just- stay out of our memories." Draco and Harry both looked violated, and they weren't at all comfortable with the things that could have been revealed.
Suddenly, Hagrid's booming voice sounded to all of the students. Most of them, like Harry and Draco, looked violated, and they sauntered over to where Hagrid was standing, eager to get away from the thought-reading creatures.
"Eeh- sorry for that. Nevah thought them creatures could get so- eeh... private." Hagrid then cleared his throat. "I want you all to write an essay on what you learned about the Doondakug, what they look like, an' what you think abou' them. Well, class dismissed." He said, turning to crate the protesting creatures back up.
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Draco was sitting on his green satin sheeted bed, looking through some new mythology books from Flourish and Blotts. He had two empty beer bottles beside him, and a third one he opened, taking a gulp from it.
Lucius watched the forecasting fire, his blood boiling over. How dare his son read Muggle things! And, another thing at that, Drink!
Lucius tapped his fingers on his crystal-topped coffee table, and huffed, scowling. His wife, Narcissa, walked in cautiously behind the chair, and messaged her husband's aching shoulders. "Don't worry about our son, Lucius. He's curious about Muggles. Most wizards *are* at this age. You remember when you were a child, do you not?" She asked, remembering their childhood days at Hogwarts. The sneaking around, the make-out sessions-
At that, Narcissa sighed, and shook her head. She wouldn't think about those times long passed.
"Yes, I remember well, Narcissa. But this- this is our *SON*!" He snapped, looking up at his wife. She kissed him tenderly, and asked, "Won't you ever loosen up on him, Lucius? He's growing up. He's changing. Leave it at that." She then suggested. He sighed, and clicked the forecaster off. Way before Draco even attended the school, Lucius had cast a hex on the bed, willing him to see everything his son did. Most of the time, Lucius allowed his son his privacy, but every once in a while, when he got messages that his son was acting odd, he'd turn it on to see if he could get a clue to what his son was up to.
Zibini's father had told him, and he wasn't going to doubt the word of the just-as-powerful wizarding family. He wasn't even *ready* to doubt it. They had been allies for as long as Lucius thought the Malfoy history went back, and he wasn't going to put that in danger.
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Kato glided through his death room, immensly in thought. He had a huge feeling that Draco Malfoy was going to be in grave danger soon, but he couldn't say that to Harry. He would probably doubt him. But he knew a way that he could convince him-
Kato pulled a wooden board out of the floor, and looked at the small ebony chest for a few wondering seconds, and pulled the floating box out. He willed it open, and it popped off at his request. He looked inside, and pulled the two beautiful rings out.
One of them had an emerald shaped as a circle in the middle, with ruby dots all around it. The other had a ruby shaped as a circle in the middle, with emerald dots all around it. They were identical, yet the colors were totally different. Kato pulled both rings to his chest, and muttered a few words in a different language. It sounded like Latin.
After he opened his eyes back up, both rings were surrounded in a pure white, blinding light. Kato shielded his eyes for a few seconds, and looked around in suspicioun. He left the light-surrounded rings floating in the room, as he exited through the mirror.
He then went off to the Gryffindor tower, and through to Harry's bed. His head floated through Harry's trunk and Kato saw an asortment of different items, but decided to steal a simple wooden quill. He looked around, making sure no one was there to see him, and he hovered to the Slytherin dungeons, where he stole one of the green quills that was laying idly on Draco's lonely bed. He looked out of the curtain as Harry and Draco's quills both floated closely behind him. Kato hoped to god that they wouldn't suspect the criminal act.
Floating back to the purple hidden room, his ghostly heart beating, he went back to the floating rings in the middle of the room, and mumbled some more Latin phrases. As he did so, he closed his hazel eyes in concentration, the quills both binding to one of the rings. The green quill disappeared into the ruby ring, and the normal quill into the emerald one. Kato's spirit collapsed in exhaustion, and sleep overtook his shaking, spiritual body.
The rings dropped slowly to the dirty carpet. After they did, the emerald ring sped straight through the mirror, and after reaching the dungeons, landed softly on Draco's bed. The ruby ring followed after the emerald one, yet heading through to a different direction.
Toward Gryffindor tower.
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Chapter Notes: I know this chapter didn't do anything totally exciting, but the next chapter should be slightly more interesting =) There was a huge reason I put this chapter in here (To develop the plot, dur...lol) So, I just hope I didn't dissapoint you all. I'll get the next chappie out soon, not to worry =D.
Please Review. I don't wanna make a huge mistake in the story and not even notice I did it. If you don't get why Kato stole Draco and Harry's quill, you will in the next few chapters.