Aged 11
Christmas
I wake up look at the end of my bed. Instead of multiple, rather bulky presents from my family. Instead there is just a note
Dear Draco
Please do note you are no longer welcome here at the Manor. You are not welcome to take money from our bank account, You will be asked politely by Winguard to return your expensive broom to us. We will allow you to keep everything else you currently have in your possession and we will politely remind you never to talk to us again
From Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy
Great, No friends, No money, No Parents, No home and no bloody broomstick, Looks like i'm staying here for christmas. I scrumple the note up and stuff it into my pocket.
After getting myself ready I walk down to the great hall, There are few here. Lets see there is
Parvati Patil
Padma Patil
Cho Chang
Pansy Parkinson
Greggory Goyle
Vincent Crabbe
Blaise Zabini
Theodore Nott
Marcus Flint
Cedric Diggory
Hermione Granger
Harry Potter
Ron Weasley
Fred Weasley
Goerge Weasley
Percy Weasley
Oliver wood
There are some more but I don't know there names. I walk over to the Gryffindor table quietly. A voice says mockingly
'Aww, look Malfoys staying here for christmas' Says Goerge, Or mabye its Fred
'Aww what happened your Mummy and Daddy fall out?' Said the other
I raise my wand warningly
'Shut up' I say loudly
'Make us' Said the first twin
I grab a piece of bread and march out of the hall. My stays there never seem to last very long. I turn a corner and bump into a black blurr. We both fall, Please don't be who I think it is. It is. Cold eyes glance down at me
'Please...be careful...Mr Malfoy' Said the man as he walks away.
It was Snape, definitly. Either that or someone who is really good at impressions. I think not. I walk through multiple more halls until I reach a tall door
'Sherbet Lemons' I mutter
The door opens and I wonder through. Walking up the twisting staircase that never seems to end. Finally after walking up what must've been equal to 20 flights of stairs. I get to the top. I see a bird and the Sorting Hat. I creep over towards the sorting hat and put it on.
'You again' It says
Yes, I just wanted to check you put me in the right house.
'Well, Yep definitely still a Gryffindor.' It says
I take the hat off and a white bearded man stands before me Dumbledore.
'Why hello Draco' Dumbledore says 'What on earth are you doing here'
'I wanted to talk' I say, I reach into my pocket and take out the crumpled note and hand it to him. He opens it carefully being sure not to rip it. He reads it a few times before looking up at me again. He seems almost speechless. He stares at me for a few minutes I think he is trying to find words.
'I would say that you can stay with the Weasleys as I am close friends with Molly but you are not a fan of them are you' He says
'My dad wasnt a fan of them, Nor my mother but I have only met the ones who attend hogwarts' I say nervously
'I will call Molly in and she will most probably apparate here.' He says
He sends and owl to Molly and a few minutes later a rather plump ginger haired woman with freckles appears. She glances at me, Dumbledore hands her the note and explains it was sent to my parents from me.
'I presume' She starts 'That you would like me to take him in' Dumbledore nods.
'If your feeling up to it, Its alot to handle but im sure Draco could help out around the house.' Dumbledore said.
They both look at me.
'Ehh, I could learn how to do stuff, I know how to cook, clean and polish' I say, Mrs Weasley raises an eyebrow
'Where did a Malfoy learn that?' She asks
'I used to help the house elves' I say
Mrs Weasley looked shocked
'Fine, He can live with me' says Molly 'See you in July Draco'
Molly gives me the note back and apparates away presumably back to the Weasleys house. Dumbledore dismisses me and I stuff the note back into my pocket and go down to the Great hall and sit at a table, Not many people are here anymore. I take some of the leftovers and walk back up to the dorm. I hear voices while standing outside the door. As I am nibbling at a bit of cold chicken I listen in to what they are saying.
'I can't believe it, A Malfoy atour house' Says what sounds like one of the twins.
I walk in, Interrupting their conversation. The two twins sit with a piece of parchement in one of their hands as usual I can't tell the difference between the two. Harry sits atop his bunk with Ron sitting above the twins on his bed. Neville has went away for the holidays. I walk towards my bed
'Nice to know your so fond of me' I say
'Why are you even coming to our house, Just to make our lives hell' Ron says
'No, It is none of your business' I say firmly
'Yes it is' Ron yells 'If you are staying in our house then we deserve to know why'
'NO YOU DON'T' I yell
Suddenly one of the twins pins me to the bed and the other slips the scrumpled parchement out of my pocket. As he starts unfolding it I begin to fight the one who has pinned me but with no success until I though it would be a good idea to kick his crotch. At this the twin winced and moved backwards. I launch at the other one trying to grab the note but he just pushes me aside. He unfolds the note and begins reading the note. At this point I notice Ron is in a fit of laughter. I bring out my wand.
'Imperio' I cast it on the twin with the parchement. I make him give it back and then let him go from the spell. Both twins run out the door and through the hallways. Rons' laughter had stopped, There was a deadly silence. I flop down on my bed and take out Nagini. She must be around 4 foot long now. Huge. Her teeth are fully grown. She is almost an adult but she is still extremely friendly. I go to sleep.
Sometime in May
Its a Saterday and throughout the morning my day goes as any other Saterday would. I get up, Shower, Throw on my quiddich robes, Take my broom I still haven't given my parents back and practice quiddich, have lunch and go out again, Practice more but as I came in for tea (It was quite late) I hear hushed voices whispering as they hurry up the stairs. I follow them, After getting reasonably close to them without their knowledge I realize, Its Harry, Ron and Hermione. We trek up to the third floor and they open the door. I glance at them through the ajar door. There is big three headed dog, Hermione begins to play the flute but she really is terrible at it.
'Why isnt he sleeping?!' Ron says. Harry shrugs
So thats what they're trying to do
'Accio flute' I mutter
A metal flute arrives in my hands and I lean back against the wall and start to play. My tune is sweeter, Softer than Hermiones' and it sends the beast to sleep. They slip through the trapdoor underneath it. I continue to play and make my way to the trapdoor. I wait a few minutes and slide through the gap in the ground. I am blinded by a flash of light and hear 3 pairs of feet pattering away and slamming a door just as I hit concrete, Above me is a devils snare, The ray of light must've been to get one of them out and I was unlucky enough to fall through that hole just seconds after, I would've preferred to have a soft landing on the devils snare but I have to keep moving. My face is bleeding alot. I walk through the door silently, Ron and Hermione both looking upwards at Harry. None have seen me yet and I would like to keep it that way. I sit down and watch Harry, He has seen the bird that has the key.
'Imperio' I whisper. I cast it at the bird making it slow for Harry.
He grabs it and makes his way to the door. They go through and I follow seconds later.
Its a chess board. The three of them begin taking places of the pieces. I see a hole in the side of the king with a hollow inside. I slide in. I hear them talking amongst themselves and I have came to the conclusion that Ron is a Knight, Harry is a bishop and Hermione is a castle on the queens side. After ages of hiding in the king and argument breaks loose. Ron is going to die by the queen. He makes the move. I peer out of the king and mutter 'Expelliarmus' knocking Ron of the horse seconds before it is smashed to pieces. He is left unconcouis but alive. Harry makes the final move. Harry and Hermione debate about staying with Ron but in the end they both move forward into a dark room. I follow
'SSSHI' a sly voice says
'HISSsssSssSHello' I say, It must be a snake because I am speaking fluent parseltongue, A trait I inherited from my father.
They mustn't of noticed because of a loud growl that filled the room. I remember it The troll.
I speak to the snake again and it agrees to do as I have asked. It Slithers over to the troll and bites his foot just as Hermione casts a sleeping spell on it. It collapses. I whisper goodbye to the snake and follow the duo out of the door. We are now faced with seven potions, I cast a spell making them all safe. Hermione works out the puzzle and Harry drinks the potion. He walks through the fire. I creep to the side and Hermione spins round and sees me
'Why are you here Malfoy' She says
'I am just spectating, To tell Dumbledore all about it of course' I say, She huffs and walks off without another word. I drink the potion and sneak after Harry. He is looking into a mirror next to Professor Quirrel though he doesn't seem to see me, a bulge appears in his pocket and I creep behind a support beam.
'He lies' says a snake like voice and with that Quirrel launches at Harry pining him. Neither of them see me
'Incendio' I mutter. Casting the spell at Quirrel, Voldemort swears at me as Quirrel starts to burn. A body is only as strong as its host which is currently Lord Voldemort. Quirrel burns to death as Harry clutches his face. Quirrel falls limp then to ashes and Voldemorts body less soul darts out, Screaming. I bolt back through the puzzles before Harry can even contemplate what just happened, I keep sprinting until I reach Dumbledores' door.
'Sherbet Lemons' I say panting
The door opens and I sprint up the stairs until I reach Dumbledore. I stop and start to catch my breath. I tell him that Hermione soothed fluffy and helped them through the devils snare. I tell him that Harry caught the bird with the key thanks to his quiddich experience. I tell him Ron was seriously injured after his piece being destroyed in life sized wizard chess, That Hermione sent the troll to sleep, That Hermione worked out which potion was safe and that Harry melted Quirrel using the love sheild his mother had cast on him upon her death as Voldemort was attached to Quirrels soul, So they were unable to touch Harry. Dumbledore held onto and believed every word I said, Which makes me feel bad for lying to him.
Soon comes the end of the year and Gryffindor wins the house cup. With surprise points for Harry, Hermione and Ron. We walk to the Hogwarts express and head to platform 9 3/4.