The broken, The unwanted, and The Inhuman.
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Coming together
(I Miss-posted!!! If this is the FIRST time you are reading this chapter, but you read the PREVIOUS Chapter before, please go back.
I messed up big time and forgot to add the Draco Fissy fit.. So if you don't remember Draco and Hermione playing tuck-of-war with Harry, Pleas so back and re-read so you don't miss anything.. BYE!)
Nott was, needless to say, highly freaked..
He swore that he was about 2 hair widths shy from going nuts, like his father..
Not only had Draco ungodly intimidatingly, radiating Vella magic, and unleashing his rage at everyone in the Dining room, but when Blaise and Pansy tried to stop Draco from chasing Harry out of the dinning hall, and laying all of his energy on the Gryffindor Girls, Draco and aimed it at someone else...
No, not at Blaise or Pansy, his best mates, that could ACTUALLY take it..!!! Not Millicent, ether, Though Nott would have castrated the bastard if he did.. he'd have a hard time "Mating" with Potter with a missing prick, that was for sure...
No, He aimed every bit of dark energy he had all at Nott, and hit him with it, full force.. Now, Theodore was curled up, hugging his knees, shaking uncontrollably in a abandoned classroom that Millicent and Pansy manged to drag him to.. He had been reduced from a wizard to a pathetic, quivering mass of nerves.. Theo had barely realized that Blaise had fallowed them in..
Millicent kept trying to talk to him, to get him to calm down, But Theo couldn't.. His mind was still working right, but it was continually being bombarded by back flashes, memories, and painful reminders of time he had been abused and hurt by his "family".. Living, in-color, memories that seemed like they where happening as he sat there.. He could never feel them happening again.. And not limited to resent emotional blows, ether, but all kinds of abuse he had suffered from his whole life..
He sat down, still shivering and shaking, now bitting the hem of his robe sleeve viciously as Millicent and Pansy shrieked at Blaise, who Nott assumed was being blamed for Draco getting away.. Nott's suddenly enraged eyes started to tear as pulled his knees in tighter, and he got a good gnaw in on his hem...
God damn that pompous, spoiled, blond bastard.. God damn him to hell..
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"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU LET HIM GET AWAY!!"
"I DIDN'T!! I WAS TRYING TO HELP YOU!!"
"SOME HELP YOU ARE, MILLICENT AND I HAD TO DRAG HIM IN!!"
"WELL, WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO, LEAVE YOU ALONE WITH A RAVING LUNATIC?!!??! HE'S A NOTT, PANSY, HE'S GOT ABOUT 3 MORE YEARS BEFORE HE'S LEGALLY INSANE!"
"WILL YOU TWO SHUT THE FUCK UP??!! YOU'RE MAKING HIM WORSE!!" Millicent screamed as she moved Nott closer to her, and Forced him to lay down, putting his head on her lap. Blaise and Pansy stopped arguing, and stared at the two as Nott whimpered as Millicent ran his hands though his hair.. They both blinked at the strange mothering of the overly-plump now-red head..
"Um.... Sorry that we're intruding.. But.. I think we need to talk.." Blaise and Pansy's heads both snapped forward, and they both turned to glare at the newcomers..
"Well, We talked... Now get lost,, WEASLEY, AND TAKE YOUR GIRL WITH YOU!..."
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"Get the bloody hell off of me, Potter..." Draco growled lowly up at Harry, his eyes flashing at him.. All of the objects in the room, including there school bags and wands suddenly flew into the air, hitting the side of the wall and sprawling in odd angles, as if some un-seen force was holding them there...
Draco didn't have to guess long to find out that the sort of these magical disturbances was...
"Oh,Really, Malfoy?..." Harry said in a growling voice, moving up so that his eyes where level with Draco's, but not giving him any leeway to move away from him. "And what if I Don't?..."
*Draco growled back, his eyes more dark and feral as he took in Harry's tone..*
"Or I'll MAKE you, Potter..." Growled Draco in a dangerous tone, that was laced with warning...
"I'd like to see you try..."
I messed up big time and forgot to add the Draco Fissy fit.. So if you don't remember Draco and Hermione playing tuck-of-war with Harry, Pleas so back and re-read so you don't miss anything.. BYE!)
Nott was, needless to say, highly freaked..
He swore that he was about 2 hair widths shy from going nuts, like his father..
Not only had Draco ungodly intimidatingly, radiating Vella magic, and unleashing his rage at everyone in the Dining room, but when Blaise and Pansy tried to stop Draco from chasing Harry out of the dinning hall, and laying all of his energy on the Gryffindor Girls, Draco and aimed it at someone else...
No, not at Blaise or Pansy, his best mates, that could ACTUALLY take it..!!! Not Millicent, ether, Though Nott would have castrated the bastard if he did.. he'd have a hard time "Mating" with Potter with a missing prick, that was for sure...
No, He aimed every bit of dark energy he had all at Nott, and hit him with it, full force.. Now, Theodore was curled up, hugging his knees, shaking uncontrollably in a abandoned classroom that Millicent and Pansy manged to drag him to.. He had been reduced from a wizard to a pathetic, quivering mass of nerves.. Theo had barely realized that Blaise had fallowed them in..
Millicent kept trying to talk to him, to get him to calm down, But Theo couldn't.. His mind was still working right, but it was continually being bombarded by back flashes, memories, and painful reminders of time he had been abused and hurt by his "family".. Living, in-color, memories that seemed like they where happening as he sat there.. He could never feel them happening again.. And not limited to resent emotional blows, ether, but all kinds of abuse he had suffered from his whole life..
He sat down, still shivering and shaking, now bitting the hem of his robe sleeve viciously as Millicent and Pansy shrieked at Blaise, who Nott assumed was being blamed for Draco getting away.. Nott's suddenly enraged eyes started to tear as pulled his knees in tighter, and he got a good gnaw in on his hem...
God damn that pompous, spoiled, blond bastard.. God damn him to hell..
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU LET HIM GET AWAY!!"
"I DIDN'T!! I WAS TRYING TO HELP YOU!!"
"SOME HELP YOU ARE, MILLICENT AND I HAD TO DRAG HIM IN!!"
"WELL, WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO, LEAVE YOU ALONE WITH A RAVING LUNATIC?!!??! HE'S A NOTT, PANSY, HE'S GOT ABOUT 3 MORE YEARS BEFORE HE'S LEGALLY INSANE!"
"WILL YOU TWO SHUT THE FUCK UP??!! YOU'RE MAKING HIM WORSE!!" Millicent screamed as she moved Nott closer to her, and Forced him to lay down, putting his head on her lap. Blaise and Pansy stopped arguing, and stared at the two as Nott whimpered as Millicent ran his hands though his hair.. They both blinked at the strange mothering of the overly-plump now-red head..
"Um.... Sorry that we're intruding.. But.. I think we need to talk.." Blaise and Pansy's heads both snapped forward, and they both turned to glare at the newcomers..
"Well, We talked... Now get lost,, WEASLEY, AND TAKE YOUR GIRL WITH YOU!..."
"Get the bloody hell off of me, Potter..." Draco growled lowly up at Harry, his eyes flashing at him.. All of the objects in the room, including there school bags and wands suddenly flew into the air, hitting the side of the wall and sprawling in odd angles, as if some un-seen force was holding them there...
Draco didn't have to guess long to find out that the sort of these magical disturbances was...
"Oh,Really, Malfoy?..." Harry said in a growling voice, moving up so that his eyes where level with Draco's, but not giving him any leeway to move away from him. "And what if I Don't?..."
*Draco growled back, his eyes more dark and feral as he took in Harry's tone..*
"Or I'll MAKE you, Potter..." Growled Draco in a dangerous tone, that was laced with warning...
"I'd like to see you try..."