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Draco in an unexpected situation

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"I'll…. I'll get them right on it Lucius. Ten aurors… twelve if we can spare them."

"Good. Each day you take to find him, 10 Galleons will be taken away from the trunk. Good day Minister."

Lucius put the shrunken trunk back in his pocket, flicked his cloak properly onto his shoulder and stormed out of the room. The sound of the door slamming shut echoed for what felt like an hour, but must have been a few seconds. "Good day Lucius" Fudge said in a small voice.

Chapter 6: Draco ises a learning

"Up! Left! Down! Down to the ground! Come on Draco! What if I had my sword right here? That's better! Right! Up! Good hit!" Dobby and Draco were sparring with their swords after carrying on with their routine of fighting, learning law and history and different beings, learning about different beings, creatures and beasts, and Dobby teaching Draco how to take care of himself.

Draco had picked up basics of sword fighting well, and was now trying out a different type of sword that was much longer and narrower. It felt odd in his hand but he was getting used to it. He preferred the shorter blades, but knew he wouldn't if his opponent had a long blade and stabbed him before he was close enough to touch them.

After their customary hour and half of sparring, they then took an hour to relax, in which Draco went back to his most recent painting, which was an image he had seen in a dream of a phoenix and owl carrying a silver opaque crate between them over an expanse of crystal water at night time.

Dobby had taken to watching Draco painting with a curious smile on his face. He had put some of Draco's other paintings around the small cottage. His favourite was a silvery looking rodent of some kind streaking from one tree to another against the background of an almost full moon. Most of Draco's pictures had at least one animal in them. He claimed that he had seen the images in his dreams, and that having something in the paintings that was alive gave them more depth than a surrounding with nothing in it.

Dobby had seen Draco improve greatly since he began, in every respect. He was able to take care of himself much better, including cooking modest meals. He was more structured and disciplined, and had strengthened his body greatly with the running and sword fighting. And his artwork, as well as being a great source of relief and calming, had improved greatly.

At the end of the day, after Draco had cooked a lasagne using the recipe Dobby had wrote out for him, the two were enjoying their meal, including a green salad and freshly baked bread that Draco had made. Dobby and Draco had been chatting and had fallen into a comfortable silence.

"Tomorrow, Draco, will be the first of October" Dobby said in a conversational tone. After being with the elf for around 6 weeks, Draco had never known Dobby to tell him the date. He looked up quizzically at the elf.

"We will be beginning some new subjects and so will alter the schedule."

Dobby slid a sheet of paper over to Draco.

5:30- 7:30 Jogging

7:30 – 8:15Freshen up & eat breakfast

8:15 – 9:45Languages:

Week 1- Elven

Week 2- Human: Spanish

Week 3- Human: German

Week 4- Human: French

Week 5- Human: Turkish

Week 6- Giagantual: Grrankkr

Week 7- Giagantual: Höekkee

Week 8- Mermish: Fresh water

9:45 – 11:00 Sparring with swords

11:00 – 12:00Relax (painting)

12:00 – 12:45Lunch

12:45 – 14:45Weapon crafting:

Week 1- Daggers

Week 2- Short sword

Week 3- Broad Sword

Week 4- Axes

Week 5- Bombs

Week 6- Missiles

Week 7- Staffs and sythes

Week 8- imbuing weapons with spells

14:45 – 15:00Break

15:00 – 17:00knowledge of magical races, creatures and beasts.

17:00 – 18:45Practice magic, using Wizarding and Elven trains of thought

'Eeeep' Draco thought vaguely. For the most part, Draco had continued everything he had done previously, plus a few extra's crammed in. Thankfully some of his subjects had seemed to have already given him all he might need to know and so Dobby had dropped them off of the schedule. 'Hooray' he thought when he noticed this little perk.

The schedule was as busy at it looked. The next day Draco felt worn out by the end. The one thing that was easier than he thought it would be, was languages. To learn Elven, Dobby gave Draco a potion, which gave him the knowledge of the language, and he had to spend the rest of the time practicing saying the words, writing sentences in convincing Elvish, and speaking Elvish with Dobby to ensure that he knew it well enough to carry on a conversation.

Weapon crafting was insanely difficult. His first attempt at crafting a dagger had sliced three of the fingers off on his right hand. He was thankful that Dobby was able to perform medical spells to reattach the middle, ring and little finger.

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At the beginning of November, the schedule changed slightly. Instead of knowledge of magical beings, creatures and beasts, Dobby began to teach Draco about reading auras.

Draco and Dobby had become fairly close. Although they didn't talk about personal issues and both knew that the other had secrets, they respected each other and worked well together.

Dobby even confided in Draco one day.

"Draco- please don't start to slack. Keep progressing as you are. We can't afford to have you slow down. If your… father…" Dobby spat, "finds you before you are ready, he will kill you without hesitation. You have to learn everything that I am teaching you."

Draco appreciated this honesty, and promised not to slack off. And he truly meant it.

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