Sorry that I'm updating inconsistently. I've just started Year 12, so I'm going to have quite a bit of homework. The good news is that school holidays start next week, so I'll hopefully have some sort of schedule set up then. Meanwhile, I don't own any characters, if you don't know what I'm about to say, just look at this part of the last two chapters. This chapter, we're finally out of the introduction stage and the main plot has finally commenced. Yay!
Chapter"Wake up" Loki said as he pulled back Draco's curtains.
Draco groaned and rubbed his eyes. Who was waking him up this early? Then he remembered the events of the previous day. He bolted upright, staring at Loki, as if to ensure that he didn't vanish when he blinked.
"So it was real. It wasn't all a weird dream." Draco murmured to himself in awe
"Yep. Now get up, because we've got some work to do." Loki replied nonchalantly.
Draco looked at him quizzically. Work? What work?
"Well, you can't go out looking like that. Not to worry. I'm here to save you. Come on, up you get." Loki explained, before quickly turning around and rummaging through Draco's closet.
He came back with Draco's uniform, as well as quite a few random items that Draco knew that he didn't have, and didn't wat to know where Loki got from.
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"I look ridiculous" Draco muttered, tugging at his sleeve.
"Sorry, I do believe you mean amazing" Loki smirked
Draco stood awkwardly in front of the mirror in the bathroom. He wore a black leather jacket over his white uniform shirt, which now hung loosely on his frame due to an extension charm. His Slytherin tie hung crookedly around his neck, and his newly dyed, bright blue hair hung messy and untamed. He stood in black skinny jeans and wore black canvas shoes in his feet.
"My father is going to kill me" Draco moaned as he picked at his hair.
"Yes well, someone's going to kill you no matter what you do, so you may as well have some fun before they do so." Loki reasoned.
Draco paled. He knew he was probably going to be killed, considering it was a war, and people tend to be killed in wars, but he hated to hear it so openly confirmed like that.
Loki noted this and rolled his eyes.
"Look, we all know that you're going to die, it's basically a fact by now. Your life will be so much easier if you just accept this and do your best to do everything you want to before you die." Loki explained.
Draco looked at him strangely. Was that supposed to make him feel better? Because it really wasn't working.
"That brings me to my next point! You need new friends. We both know that you don't want to kill Dumbledore, or be a Death Eater, and your current "friends" will try to convince you to do it, consciously or not." Loki stated happily, using quote fingers at "friends".
Draco blinked at him. he knew it was true, but he wasn't really prepared to do that just yet. They weren't even Death Eaters yet, maybe they had a chance… he knew he was grasping at straws, but he simply didn't believe that he could face this "new life" Loki had planned for him alone.
"So, what we're going to do is, when you walk into the Great Hall this morning, you will make a huge entrance. You know, swing a few swords, light some tables on fire. You know, that kind of thing." Loki explained.
"No. I'm not even going to try to justify this to you, but we're not lighting anything on fire." Draco demanded. Loki pouted.
"Okay, just the swords then." Loki pleaded.
"No, I refuse to swing swords at people just for an entrance." Draco stated
"Please?" Loki begged. Upon seeing Draco's look of disdain, he finally conceded.
"Fine, but it'll be your own fault if you don't make friends. What's your plan then?" Loki asked sulkily.
"I… I guess I'll just… umm… see who the first person who approaches me is." Draco stammered.
"Yes, that's it. The very first person who is nice to me after this point will be my friend from now on." Draco exclaimed, grinning at his plan. It's obvious that his friends would be the first to say something, considering he shared a dorm with them, so he could keep his old friends! Who was this Loki guy anyway? Draco could do all that himself, but better. Or so he thought.
He strode out of the bathroom and into his dorm with an air of confidence. He'd show Loki that his friends were good people. He'd…
"Draco what the hell are you wearing?" Blaise laughed as he spotted Draco.
"It looks like you ran through a muggle town, stealing random clothes off every person you saw." Goyle chuckled.
Draco's stomach dropped as he heard a camera click. This was not going as planned.
"What happened to your hair mate? It looks like you tried to eat blueberries with your head." Crabbe exclaimed, then paused. "Did you? I tried that once. It didn't really end well, and…"
Crabbe stopped talking after a look from Blaise.
"The point is; you can't go out looking like that. You'd bring down the reputation of the whole group." Blaise explained, clapping a hand on Draco's shoulder. Draco brushed his hand off.
"I guess it's a good thing I'm not a part of the group anymore then." He snarled. He then turned on his heel and left.
He stormed out of the Slytherin common room and into the halls, stomping his way to the Great Hall, when he heard a voice from behind him.
"Oh, hello Draco," a light, tinkling voice called from behind him.
He turned around to find Luna Lovegood sporting the strangest pair of glasses he had ever seen, and wearing radishes on her ears. This was the most normal he had ever seen her.
"You look quite lovely today. Is there a special occasion?" Luna mused lightly.
Draco was about to spit out some hateful retort when Loki appeared in front of him.
"Remember? You have to be friends with her now, she was nice to you." Loki smirked, seeing that this was obviously not what Draco had intended in making the rule.
Draco paled, then carefully collected himself. Looney Lovegood? Loki was making him stick with Looney bloody Lovegood? This day couldn't get any worse. Still, Draco did his best to make himself smile, or at least not look like he wanted to die.
"Umm… no. No occasion. Just felt like changing things up a bit." Loki said through gritted teeth.
"Oh, well that's nice for you. I always felt that you dressed a bit too stiffly, you always looked quite uncomfortable." Luna said calmly. Draco was about to insult her back, when she added quite nonchalantly, "Oh, and hello to you too Loki. I'd appreciate it if you would stop trying to see through my glasses, it's quite uncomfortable."
Draco gaped at her.
"You can see him too?" Draco exclaimed. Loki seemed equally surprised, though hid it better than Draco, who had an imminent need to pick his jaw up off of the floor, should he not want to swallow any flies.
"Well, not really. But I can sense his presence." She said, before turning to face Loki's general direction, though missing by a few inches. Loki stepped towards where she was looking to help her out. "You, sir, have quite a few nargles drifting about your head. You should try wearing some radishes, they really do help keep them away."
Draco looked at Loki quizzically, but he just shrugged.
"So, are we off to breakfast then? I do hope they have pancakes this morning." Luna asked, turning back to Draco like she did this every day.
"Umm… well… I do like pancakes, I suppose…" Draco muttered as he trailed after Luna in a daze, a normal reaction for anyone who had just had a conversation lasting more than two minutes with Luna Lovegood.