Draco and the Gryffindors

by Rosalock

When Draco decides to do something quite unusual for him he is put into the house of Gryffindor, Filled with people he has been taught to despise, All of the people around him are people who are much different, How will he cope? Dramione Romance/Drama IN PROGRESS

4. Chapter 4

Draco Malfoy

Aged 11

I am left alone with the unicorn. In its eyes I see fear and hurt but also a hint of happiness. I stroke its long silvery mane. How will we heal it, I pull out my wand

'Accio Parchment' I say quietly trying my best not to frighten the unicorn.

I use this spell multiple times to recieve a plethra of things such as writing tools and my owls cage, Which my owl is in obviously. I start the letter

'Dear Mother and Father

I have a request which must be met as soon as humanly possible for it is of the upmost importance. I would like you to send me every single book on unicorns from the Malfoy Manor library using our most efficient and strong owls. Please meet these requests.

Thank you

Love,

Draco'

I attach the letter to the owls leg and send it off. I watch the beautiful white owl fade into the distance. I got to choose him from our owlery back at the Manor. He was always my favourite, His name is Winguard, Elegant isn't it? Just like him.

I look down at the unicorn, It is in alot of pain, I take a better look at its hoof or whats left of it. That silvery substance it, It must be unicorn blood. Soon owls start dropping books beside me. I flick through them.

Origin of the Unicorn

Nope

Unicorns through time

uh uh

Unicorn Mutations

No

Unicorn Injurys and Remedies to heal them

Yes! Finally, I found something that could actually help.

'Hello' Said the picture on the front cover

'Oh err, hi'

'What are you looking for'

'Well, ehh, This unicorn has a half cut off hoof, pretty much' I say

'turn to page 209' The cover said

I do as I am told

It says :

Collect the unicorn blood into a potion bottle

Then put some Pure blood into the mix

add a single hair from the unicorns main

Mix for 30 minutes

Heat up

Apply hot substance to wound

I use the accio spell to get a potion bottle. I start to collect the unicorn blood into the potion bottle. I accio a knife and prick a hole in my finger and add my blood. I pull strand of hair from the mane of the unicorn and add it and I start to mix it with alĺĺl nearby stick.

The half and hour took forever but it was finally over. I cast a spell on the potion bottle filled with a sparkly red substance it starts to heat up. After a few minutes it started to bubble. I take the spell of and tip the potion onto a cloth and rub it onto the injured hoof. It regenerates. The unicorn stands up and rubs its head against me affectionately. I lead the unicorn to Hagrids' cabin where he is speaking to someone. I knock on the door, It opens but not by Hagrid but by Dumbledore.

'What a pleasant suprise' He says 'Hagrid, Come see!'

Hagrid walks up to the door and sees the healed unicorn. He looks extatic.

'What did you do?'

'I brewed a potion and applied it to the wound'

'Oh, Thank you, Thank you, Thank you Draco M'boy. But how did you know how to brew the potion?' He asks

'Read it in a book somewhere'

'Wow, Your sounding more like 'ermione Granger each minute'

'No'

'but-'

'No' I repeat, 'now if you excuse me I've got someplace to be'

I turn on my heels to pick up the unicorn books from my parents. The unicorn follows me.

'Go back to Hagrid' I say to the Unicorn, It just nuzzles my arm quite obviously not getting the point

'Back to Hagrid Now' I say, It just looks up at me with happy eyes, It does not understand.

'You can keep 'im' Says Hagrid from his cabin 'We 'ave Unicorn stables 'ere at 'ogwarts sure old Dumbley wouldn't mind'

I lead the unicorn to the stables. Dumbledore and Hagrid stalk behind me. I somehow manage to get the Unicorn into the stable without magic and Dumbledore puts a golden sign on the stable door.

Draco Malfoys' Unicorn

I look at the Unicorn for a while and eventually walk back to the castle. I still have no idea when Dumbledore and Hagrid left but they certianly are not here anymore. My books are awfully heavy. When I get back to the Gryffindor tower I am thankful of being able to put the books down. If I was still friends with Hermione I would totally let her borrow these. Ugh, Why am I thinking about her she is an ugly old troll. I take Nagini out, Her teeth are coming in and she must be a good foot long now, Mabye even two. She looks awfully angry, But I suppose I would've been like that when I was teething except I wouldn't have been able to bite my parents hand off. Although if I got the chance I probably would, My fathers anyway. I love him and all but he is a horrible old git. He wanted me to be a Death Eater just like him. Now he doesn't want me at all and neither does mother. Neither of them really care, I hate them.

Soon I go to lunch and sit at the end of the Gryffindor table. There is at least 10 seats between me and any other Gryffindor. The food appears on the table. I grab something off plate closest to me, It is a croissant. I love them, When we went to France when I was 9 it was pretty much the only thing I ate. When we got home I made the house-elfs make them for me.

After my lunch I go to charms with Prof. Flitwick who teaches us about Winguardiam Leviosa and of course that Mudblood, Granger is the first one to cast the spell correctly.

Hermione GrangerAged 11I did it, I see the feather fly into the air and move at my wands command. Professor Flitwick cheers, He was surprised that he actually managed to teach a spell successfully. I look around the class proudly wearing a broad grin. A slytherin girl with jet black hair is sneering at me. Draco looks like he could throw up by just looking at me.

After class I went back to my room. Lavander is already there. Her golden curls flow over the side of her bed

'Hey, 'mione'

'Mmhmm' I hum

'I think I might have an itzy bitzy crush' She said

'Oh who, Tell me the details'

'Erm, Promise not to tell' Lavander says

'Oh, Of course, Promise'

'All right then, I like Ron'

'Really, Ron, Ron Weasley, Ginger hair, Freckles'

'Yes, Yes, Yes' She easily dismisses my comment with a wave of her hand.

'Alright but your being a bit of a nutter liking him' I say.

'Sure, Only cause you like Draco' She said sounding half concious

'No I don't' I say 'I hate the dude'

'Sure' She said 'People only say that about people they like'

I sigh, Whatever I say she is going to come to the same conclusion. I flop down on my bed and start reading.

After that I go to sleep.

Draco Malfoy

Aged 11

Halloween

We sit in the great hall. I still feel rather out of place at the Gryffindor table. I feel like my tie should be gretieand silver rather than scarlet and gold, For one the colours don't suit me one bit and I am not brave. Suddenly someone bursts through door. Professor Quirrell

'There's a troll in the dungeons' He said, Close to collapsing 'Thought you 'ought to know He finished and drops to the floor.

The whole hall goes into panic. Percy begins to round up the Gryffindors, I see Potter and his Weasel sneak off, A few seconds later I sneak after them. I flip my head back as I sneak out, Percy saw me.

I go after the duo and they head to the girls bathroom. I hear a roar and then an equally loud but higher pitched scream. They run into the bathroom, I follow making little noise, I almost feel like Professor Snape. That would be if I had never washed my hair which clearly, being a Malfoy, I have (Honest). I walk into the bathroom to see Harry and Ron battling the creature with Hermione shriveled up in the corner. With one swoop both boys are knocked out. The troll turns to Hermione.

'Crucio' I shout, Its a spell that has been used on me before so I know what it feels like and just as I expected the troll drops its weapon.

'-And what... might you...be doing here, Mr Malfoy' The voice sends shivers down my spine. Its Snivvelous, Snivvelous Snape. A name my dad used to use behind his back. He has never been fond of the Half-blood.

I turn on my heels, Snape, Mcgonnagal and Dumbledore stand in a line. I gulp.

'I heard a loud noise and thought I'd check it out for myself' I say

'Rather than go with Percy and your house to safety' Mcgonnagal says in her soft yet stern voice

'Well we all know how I feel about Percy' I say '-And the Gryffindors'

I feel the troll start moving behind me. I turn on my heels

'Avada Kadavra' I yell. I hear a teacher, Presumably Mcgonnagal gasp from behind me

'Now where...did you...learn that spell, Mr Malfoy' Snape said coldly, He would never dare to ask that question if I was a Slytherin. He knows exactly where I learned it.

'From...' I gulp and give in to the question '-From my father'

'-And I am guessing he has used this spell infront of you' Mcgonnagal asks, I nod 'Do you know any of the other unforgivable curses' I begin to shake my head but Hermione decides its a good time to but in.

'He used the Cruciatus curse on the troll' Hermione blurts out, I just saved her life, Ugh I hate her.

'And you learned that from your father too, Presumably' McGonnagal said, I nod

'Don't get the wrong idea' I say 'He didn't teach me them, I just saw him use them'

Dumbledore, Still silent holds his hand infront of McGonnagals' face to stop her from questioning him anymore. I see him shoot Snape a warning look as if to say 'Don't you dare, I forbid you' Snape gets the hint, turns on his heels and walks swiftly through the corridors. We hear his footsteps fade

'Hermione, Please return to your Dormitory' Dumbledore said 'Minevra, Would you care to escort the young lady to her dorm, We don't want her to get in any more trouble, do we?' He let's out a low chuckle, It is unfamiliar in this situation it lifts the mood a bit. 'As for you Draco, You will come with me, To my office.'

I follow him to his office, The password Sherbet Lemons. Rather unusual but Dumbledore has done much stranger.

I go into his office. He motions for me to sit an armchair. There are 3 Armchairs surrounding a fireplace with a red rug underneath. The Armchairs are a deeper red. I sit in the armchair and Dumbledore sits in the chair next to me.

'Tell me about your father Draco, And this is all confidential, Everything you say if safe with me.' Dumbledore says

'Nothing I say is ever safe' I say 'My dad always finds out, No matter how secret it is kept. I swear he has bugged every wizard who has ever lived' I say

'I can assure you that I am not bugged' Says Dumbledore 'I imagine you may be though if what you say is true' He silently flicks his want and a device rips its way out of my skin, Great, I was bugged. Dumbledore sends it into millions of pieces before sending it out the window.

Dumbledore looks at me expectantly

'Well, He is a death eater, like some people have guessed, Such as the Weasleys, As Ron reminds me every day. Infact he is Voldemorts right hand man, Just as my Aunt is his sidekick and lover. I have seen him cast the Cruciatus curse, Imperius curse and the Killing curse all used on those he deems unworthy of a normal life. He hates Muggle-Borns and Half-Bloods. He often uses the Crucuatus curse of several of our house elves or, Most commonly my mother.'

Dumbledores' eyes widen, It has to be the first time he has ever been genuinely shocked.

'Say no more' He said softly 'Please feel free to visit my office any time Draco'

I walk out feeling rather uncomfortable, I go to my dorm. Only Neville is there, Madam Pomphrey must have been alerted. I start to think about an unknowing student walking into the bathroom and seeing two unconscious boys and screaming for Madam Pomphrey. The thought makes him chuckle. He flops down on his bed, Its been a rather eventful day.

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- RosaLock 6/9/2016