Draco Malfoy and the Potions Pupil
AN: I'm so sorry it's been much longer than usual since I've posted a chapter but I've been kind of busy. Anyway I hope you like this one.
Chapter 9: A Suspicious Son
Draco wished he could stop thinking about Lily Potter. He was regretting his actions more and more. Why hadn't he been able to control himself? Had Scorpius not interrupted them, how far would he have gone?
Potter's daughter, he thought bitterly to himself.
Of all the witches in the world she had to be Potter's daughter.
Draco was in his office sitting at his desk musing over the possible consequences if he did take it further. How would Harry and Ginny react?
What am I thinking? He asked himself. Who cares how they'd react? I'm not going to do anything...am I?
Draco was getting tired of the walls of his office and decided to go for a walk in the grounds. He knew it would be freezing outside but maybe that would do him some good. At least if he was cold and wet he'd be thinking about that rather than Lily. He grabbed his cloak and exited his dungeon office.
He had been right in expecting the harsh hand of winter to be at work in the grounds. It seemed to slap him bitterly and indeed it was a good form of distraction. The night time darkness and extra chill engulfed Draco all of a sudden but he continued to walk aimlessly towards the Forbidden Forest. He didn't bother to light his wand, the crescent moon provided little light but it was enough for him to make out any obstacles.
Only when a fresh torrent of sleet set in did Draco finally decide to retreat to the castle. His clothes were soaked through and he was so cold by the time he made it back that he could barely feel anything. Being a wizard he could've easily fixed this but he didn't bother.
He glanced at the doors into the Great Hall and for a fleeting moment considered entering but then remembered who might be in there, sitting at Gryffindor table. Deciding to retire for the night he turned towards the dungeons and began to walk in that direction. He was only a few feet from the door when the sound of someone running up the steps into the entrance hall stopped him in his tracks. Lily Potter came hurrying through the doors, dripping wet and shivering. Draco watched her as she muttered a charm and pointed her wand at her robes, drying them. She pocketed her wand and headed towards the Great Hall. Apparently she had not seen Draco and he suddenly realised that he was staring at her. He didn't want her to see him so he quickly turned away and continued the last few steps to the dungeon door. It was slightly ajar but he closed it completely behind him and pressed himself up against the back of it. His heart had once again started to beat at a rapid rate.
"What's the matter father?" came Scorpius' voice from the shadows.
Draco jumped at the sound of his son's question.
"N-nothing," he managed to say as he tried to regain his composure.
"Really," said Scorpius as he stepped into the light. "Doesn't seem like it."
"I've just been outside is all," covered Draco. "It's freezing. I need to get dry."
Scorpius' gaze pierced Draco and he knew what he was doing. Draco immediately closed his mind and broke their eye contact.
Scorpius laughed. "An innocent man doesn't need to hide," he said with a smirk before attempting to walk past his father.
Draco grabbed his arm just above the elbow, stopping him.
"You might think everything is a joke," he said dangerously. "But I'm warning you now; never try to enter my thoughts again. You might not like what you find."
He finally looked at his son when he spoke the last sentence and saw a momentary flicker of fear pass across the face that so resembled his own.
Evidently annoyed by his brief display of weakness Scorpius pulled his arm from Draco's grip and retreated back down the corridor towards the Slytherin common room without another word or even a smirk.
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