Chapter 1
Sunlight was filtering through his window curtains; beaming down on his face. Groaning Draco stretched his arm in a huge yawn. He sat up with a grim look on his face.
"Another bloody day." Draco sighed as he went on with his morning routines. "Wasting my life at this damn place, when will I get out?"
Still disgruntled, Draco trudged down the stairs for his ever needed coffee. Pure black coffee. He drained it in my gulp, finally feeling a little better…but not much.
He opened the fridge in search of anything to end his hunger and could only find a piece of toast and peanut butter. "Guess I'm going shopping today," Draco murmured as he ate the toast dipped in peanut butter with another cup of coffee. "At least that's something other than just sitting around here all day."
Afterwards he went changed out of his silk pajamas into his 100% silk white button-up with feather white long trousers. Draco hated white. "Fucking dress code." Draco muttered.
He slammed the door with all his might behind him as he walked out. His huge pure white house did not even shake. Actually the house was more like a mansion with 15 or so bedrooms and who knows how many other rooms there are. Draco wouldn't know; he only used his bedroom and his kitchen. Once though, he got so bored he did go around exploring but after getting lost he decided he would skip the whole Columbus thing.
The flowers bloomed in the clouds around him; it would be beautiful if Draco noticed them at all. But nowadays he didn't see anything. He did not belong here and he knew it. He stayed away from the other residents, keeping to himself, they were just too goody for him. It was like living with a bunch of filthy Gryffindor; they always had to do the "right" thing.
Crossing his mansion gate Draco used his wand and tapped the cloud under his foot. A huge hole appeared and Draco dropped himself down and spread his wing out behind him. It was a magnificent sight; Draco all dressed in white, his snowy wings flapping behind him, and his silver hair gleaming from the sun's rays. But Draco had long ago stopped caring about his looks. With one swift movement Draco landed on the third étage. The Normals were busy walking around, chattering to each other, but when they saw Draco they stopped and stared. The people from the second étage did not come down much. Of course a lot of them did like to come down and talk to the people some times but usually they talked to their own.
"Look mommy! Look!" A little girl grabbing on to her mommy's skirt screamed in excitement. "Mommy! It's an Angel!" The little girl gasped wide-eyed. "Can I be an angel when I grow up mommy? They are so beautiful. Can I say hi to him? Please mommy, please?"
"Hush baby, let's go home now. Don't go annoying the great Angel sweetie. He doesn't have the time to talk to you." The mom replied hurriedly to the little child; tugging her along behind her.
"But mommy!" The little girl screeched, tears already appearing in her eyes.
Draco couldn't take it anymore, the noise was just unbearable.
With a sigh Draco thought "Might as well just talk to her and shut her up".
"Hi there," Draco said bending down to the doe eyed child. "What is you name sweetheart?"
"I'm Nadeline, but everyone called me Naddie. Are you an angel mister?" Naddie stared.
"Yes I am Naddie, is there something you wanted to say to me?"Draco asked her, she was quite cute for a kid. He didn't quite despise her.
"Oh, nothing at all, please Angel she was just curious. I'm sorry she has bothered you and took up your time!" The mother cried with a worried expression. "C'mon Naddie, Honey, let's get going okay? Leave the nice Angel alone."
"No!" Naddie pouted. "Mr. Angel what is your name?"
"My name is Draco." Draco replied with amusement as the little girl continues to stare at him with amazement as her mother behind her shook in fear.
"Draco? Like a dragon? I see! You can fly too just like a dragon! Do you think I can fly too someday Mister?" The little girl rambled on.
"I really don't know Naddie, maybe one day." Draco kindly told her even though he knew it was doubtful. Draco wondered how such a sweet girl died at such a young age.
"Well okay, I'll definitely wait for that day! And will you be able to teach me to fly when I get my wings?" Naddie asked eagerly.
"Yes I will"
"You promise?"
"I swear sweetheart."
"C'mon Naddie, we really should go" The mother tugged on Nadia's tiny hand. "Now say thank you to the nice Angel."
"Alright mommy." Naddie said finally satisfied. "Bye-bye Angel Dragon! I hope to see you very soon!"
"Bye sweetheart." Draco chuckled at what the little girl called him. She really reminded him of life on the ground. How everyone was so full of life. He looked sadly at the little girl that was now skipping happily behind her mother. One day, she will realize that she can never be an angel. She can never be a woman, never to be married and grow up to have her own family. She had died, probably years ago; she can never change this destiny. Sighing Draco carried on to the grocery to get food.
After returning home Draco slouched down on his couch. He felt drained somehow. Maybe it's because he had so many thought racing inside his mind today. After meeting the little girl Draco was surer than ever that he didn't belong here. He needed to get out soon or he will drown. Become an empty soul living the same day over and over again. Watching Naddie realize her life path, seeing her cry herself into a puddle like so many other children did once they realized they can never live again. Draco didn't want to wait for that time to come. He had to leave now. With all these thoughts urgently swirling in his mind Draco drifting off to a restless sleep.
In the morning Draco was sore all over, not sleeping in his swan feather made bed really did something to his muscles. They were cramped and hurting. Rolling his shoulders, trying to make himself feel better, Draco stood up only to realize when he fell asleep in the couch yesterday he had forgot to put the grocery away. A lot of his food was now inedible.
"Bloody hell!" Draco screamed. He really wasn't a morning person. "Where's my coffee?" Draco went in search of his black coffee. Finally downing the whole cup his mind cleared a little bit. "I got to get out off here today" Draco murmured.
After eating his fill he sat down and ruminated about his decision. Hours past and Draco thought long and hard about what he was about to do. Was this really the right choice? So many people do so much to get here, much less be an Angel here and he was giving all that up? But what if he could find something down there to help him live again. He would give anything up for one more breath of life.
Draco came to a conclusion, one that he knew he could not give up and will not back out of. Walking out Draco took a long glance back at his house. Even though he really hated living here he would really miss it too. After all he did spend years here.
Strengthening his will Draco stood straight and shouted. "I now declare I, Draco Giovanni Malloy, now Fallen."
