A sigh escaped Draco's lips as he walked towards the Head's Common Room. Again, another student cringed and moved away when he walked past. Was he that horrible in the past? A twinge of hurt rose in his chest. It was a bad choice to come back after all, he shouldn't have. Since it was too late anyway, only another sigh escape as he walked on.
Draco stopped by a portrait of a young man dressed like a prince. He had blonde hair and pale skin, tall and skinny, and he looked to be around 25 years old. Behind him Draco saw a castle in the distance and a huge, beautiful garden. When the man saw Draco approach he smiled-showing white, pearly teeth- and bowed a little.
"My name is Francois, at your service" Said the man in a French accent. "I assume that you are the Head Boy yes? The Head Girl is already inside" He said happily.
Draco didn't know what to say about that. So Granger's already inside? Well, does that really matter? And so, he just nodded and said the password. Francois greeted him goodnight as his portrait swung open and Draco stepped inside.
Blinking lights greeted him as he entered, it turned the room golden. Two long couches sat by the wall, draped in black, tempting him to sit. A tall bookcase towered him as he walked past, his grey eyes sweeping the room. Books filled it to the brim. Thick, thin, it stood like friends. A glass table rested infront of the couches, fishes winking at him as he peered at the glass. It suprised him at first, but then he shrugged, why should he care anyway? Blood red carpet laid on the floor innocently, leading him to the small stairs at the back. It wasn't tall, just merely a few steps, its handles felt smooth on his skin, guiding him to the two smilar but different doors.
The one on the left had snakes, curling up its frames , their green, emerald eyes staring at him. The silver handle glinted and the Slytherin emblem stood proudly on the door frame. The right one had lions instead, running up the frames. A Gryffindor emblem stood on the door, its sharp teeth glinting threateningly.
Draco's hand reached and opened the door that lead to his room. He inwardly sighed in relief as the Head Girl had not made an appearance yet.
His room was just like the Slytherin common room. A bed laid by the wall, covered with silver and green duvet. Pillows adorned the headboard, more silver and green blending together. A medium-sized window glanced at him from its place by his bed. Silver curtain hanged to the side, framing the clear glass. A white desk accompanied the bed, and its mirror reflected him as he past by. He would put some of his stuff there later. His trunk sat innocently by one side, still locked and guarding its contents. Sighing tiredly, Draco flopped down on his bed, not bothering to change. He shrugged off his shoes and shifted under the comfort of the blanket. A small nap would'nt hurt, he thought as he slowly drifted away.
Darkness filled the room, choking and suffocating him. A sharp pain wretched a moan out of his mouth, his fingers grasping his wounded leg. Crimson blood dirtied his black pants, making the wound stick to the fabric. 'Funny' he thought to himself, 'All this fighting was because of this blood. Blood that is drifting away from me..'
He laid his exhausted body against the wall. His mother's wand was gone, wretched away from him by Potter. He felt bad, it was his mother's wand, and he hoped she has some kind of protection for herself.
His ragged breath came out of his mouth in short gasps. Sweat ran down the smooth path of his face, sticking his white blonde fringe to his forehead. Slowly, he tried to stand up, hands on the wall for support. But then the pain shot up, and he went back down.
Suddenly a light streamed through his vision, attracting his eyes towards an object to his right. A clear, globe-shaped mirror lay against the wall, the light caressing him with is gentle warmth. He curiously scooted closer, thankfully it was not far so he did not need to get up.
He wondered how he could have missed it before. It was right there, bathed in glittering light, vines and flowers framing it. He scooted closer till he could not move any closer, the light drawing him in. It was strange, there was no light coming from anywhere else except this mysterious mirror. He could see his reflection there. The pale, dirtied blonde hair, sticking to his forehead. The crimson blood, swimming down the side of his head, contrasting with the paleness of his skin. His pale fingers reached out on its own, wanting to feel the surface of the mysterious object. It creeped closer, transfixed by it. Then, he touched it. Cold, soft glass, caressing his calloused palm.
A soft rumble was then heard. Suprised, he wretched his palm away and watched in horror as the mirror lost its clearness.
It was like clouds were twirling inside the mirror, like a tornado, spinning and spinning. The bright light burst, golden glitter raining down like fireflies, softly twinkling around him. He tried to move backward, to get away from the mirror when it cleared again.
Instead, a brunette lady, hair curling around her soft, oval face like a crown. Her pale cheeks were dipped with spots of pink, her deep, brown eyes stared at him deeply as if looking inside his soul.
"Who...who are you?" He asked, his words tumbling upon itself.
The lady said nothing at first, her cherry lips merely lifted at the edges. Then she spoke, her voice travelled like a melody.
"A name is not recquired of me but your people often call me 'Fate'. I am here to inform you of your fate"
His fate? That must be it then. She must've come to say that he's going to die. Afterall, what else could be there?
"No, you are not going to die. Not in the near time anyway" Draco's head snapped up. Can she read minds?
"The extent of my powers is of no importance. I must inform you of many things, you must listen" Her brown eyes commanded him. He nodded in response and listened.
"You have been doing many bad things in the past. Things that have been brought out by the wrong ways your parents have raised you. You must change these mistakes or your life would be miserable. You would be surrounded by those who loathes the ground you walk on, and you will not find your most important thing in life. This will not be easy and for that, I have decided to take part in this. When the clock ring twelve in every night, you will turn into a dragon. You will stay in that form until the sun have appeared to do its job. You can only break this curse if you could find your most important thing by the time this flower lost all its petals" A soft pink, Paeonia lactiflora appeared infront of him, twirling innocently. "A petal will fall everytime you turn into a dragon. And if you do not find it before the last petal falls, then you shall be attached to this curse forever. Fear not Draco Malfoy as help will surely come to those who look and love will be there to those who opens their heart"
"Wai..wait!" Still shocked, Draco stared as the clouds twirled again and the lady faded into nothingness. On his palm laid the innocent flower that will decide his future. There were a sufficient amount of petals, but by a glance, it seems that it would last only 1 year.
How could he find the most important thing in his life in 1 year?
Ripples of magic ran through him, waking him from his slumber. It was time, soon he would once again turn into a mere creature, and another petal will fall...
~To be continued~
Hi! Sorry for not updating for awhile~
I was actually quite disappointed by the number of people who reviewed this story last chapter. Surely it can't be that bad? Reviews are what encourages me to continue and if not getting reviews means that my story isn't good, then perhaps I shall discontinue it. I don't want to do that however, and I hope that more people will review this time.
Also, I have been looking for a Beta to look over my writings, but I still couldn't find any because they never replied. So, if you are willing to be a Beta reader, then please do tell me in a review or message me. It would be greatfuly appreciated :)
Anyway, what do you all think about this chapter? We finally know how Draco got the curse! On the next chapter, he would turn to a dragon!
