Dragon\'s Will

*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*

Chapter Three: First Day Of Hell

Date: July 10, 2008

*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*

September first seemed to roll around a lot quicker than Draco expected, he was enjoying his time at home, spending afternoons in the garden, having talks with his mother. He enjoyed home, though his favorite spot was the library, his own personal library so he wouldn't have to deal with his father when he was younger. This early morning, Narcissa was rushing about the house, the house elves helping as much as they could to get all of Draco's items in check, the blond really didn't seem to care, he sat in his large leather arm chair beside his fireplace, enjoying a new potions books he had purchased the day he went to Diagon Alley. Through all the summers of his training in the Dark Lord's Lair, Draco had gained quite a bit of skill, his expertise was potions, especially considering who his mentor for all those years was. Draco sat there, sipping his tea but was startled as the library doors swung open.

“Draco Lucius Malfoy!” lifting his gaze upon hearing his name called he winced to see his mother with an enraged look upon her face “You have to be at the Platform within the hour! You're sitting here reading a blasted book. I think not, get up and get ready.”

Sighing to himself Draco pulled out a handkerchief and cleaned off the spilled tea on his book before arising to his feet and shutting it “Very well Mum, I will get ready, just please don't yell anymore” moving over to his mother he cupped her cheek and leaned in placing a kiss upon her forehead “I don't want you treating me as you do Father. I'm not like him”

Narcissa smiled softly and reached up taking her son's hand within hers “I'm sorry My Draco, I've been under a lot of stress today, with you returning to school and all. I won't be able to spend time with you. It bothers me”

Hearing this come from his mother, Draco frowned, without a word, he wrapped his free arm, around his mother's small frame and pulled her into a hug “I'll write you letters whenever I can, I'll come visit during the Holidays.” Narcissa smiled as her son spoke those words, giving a nod she placed a gentle kiss upon his cheek and pulled from his grasp to allow him to get ready.

Draco walked around his mother and headed off to his bedroom, seeing that a good amount of his items were gone he chuckled “Always like them to do this each year” every year the house elves had a tendency of packing up a lot of his things, even ones that weren't useful to him at school. Since he was already dressed, all he needed to do was slip into his shoes and grab one of the fresh new Slytherin Robes that had come in earlier that week. Seeing that one was left out for him, Draco moved over to his bed and took it up, Slipping it on over his attire he grabbed his wand off the nightstand, tapping his new potions book, it was sent into one of his trunks.

Once he was ready, Draco headed out of his bedroom and downstairs to the front door where his mother stood, looking elegant as ever in her fashionable ocean blue robe that was imported from Paris France. Smiling he moved over to her and took her hand, leading her outside he grabbed his wand and apparated them to the train station. Soon after, Draco appeared on the platform with his mother at his side, the luggage moving on its own with a spell granted from his mother.

“Alright Draco, now, be on your best behavior.” seeing a smirk upon her son's face she frowned “Draco, please. Just the mission, nothing more” she whispered close to her son's ear “I can't afford both my men in Azkaban, please be on your best behavior I don't want to lose you too” seeing the sadness in his mother's eyes, Draco wrapped his arms around her.

“Worry not, I will try my best” placing a kiss upon her cheek, Draco pulled away and smiled “I'll write when I can. I hope to receive letters from you as well” receiving a nod, Draco smiled and waved before turning around, seeing that his luggage was already being put on the train.

As he walked through the crowded area, many gasps and whispers were heard such as, 'Look at him', 'What's he doing here?', 'Blasted Slytherin'. Hearing all these remarks put a smirk on the blond's face as he chuckled, moving to the train he ran into Crabbe and Goyle who seemed to have been waiting for him, moving over to them he smirked.

“Good to see you two here.” he chuckled.
Crabbe just stared to him in shock while Goyle simply smiled “My father said he saw you at the Lair, and now you're here. It must be good” Draco could only nod.

“Yes it was, I'll tell you all inside, come, let's board so we can talk in private” walking around them Draco stepped onto the train, glancing back he saw his mother and smiled to her giving one last wave as he ventured on inside.

Finding that Parkinson had already reserved a place for them, he slid open the door and stepped inside, seeing that she wasn't there he quirked a brow, Crabbe smiled and turned pointing out that Parkinson was working the corridors getting students settled in, seeing this the blond could only laugh. She had been given the 'privilege' of being Prefect for the third time since their fifth year. Once all three were in, Draco took a seat down with Crabbe and Goyle sitting opposite of him, the two boys staring to their friend who had seemed to mature over the summer, being with Snape and then coming home and having to the be the man of the house did take it's toll on the blond Slytherin. Noticing their looks, and the silence in the room a sigh escaped Draco's lips as he sat back with his arms behind his head closing his eyes.

“Well?” asked Crabbe in suspense.

The blond opened one eyes and stared to his friends before opening them both “Well what?”

“Your Mission” whispered both in unison.

Draco chuckled “It's quite simple really. All I have to do is be a spy and follow Potter's every move”

Crabbe sat there and quirked a brow “How are you going to manage that? You both hate each other.”

“Thank you for putting that bluntly Crabbe. I'm not exactly sure on how I'm going to do it, but I know it will be obvious once I get to Hogwarts.” removing his robe the blond hung it up and laid back against the seat leaving the two in silence as he slept.

As hours passed and the sky grew dark it wasn't long until Draco was awakened by the feel of fingers running through his hair, slowly opening his eyes he gazed up in Pansy's eyes and smiled.

“Good, you're awake. We'll be arriving soon” she spoke in a whisper, placing her lips against his in a tender kiss.

Draco smiled against the kiss and leaned in returning it, slowly sitting up he turned to her and was taken back as she lunged for him, catching his lips in a fiery kiss. Returning it as best he could, Draco reached up, placing his hands upon her shoulders pushing her back, seeing the lustful look in her eye he could only smirk. Glancing to Crabbe a Goyle he noticed they were still knocked out. Chuckling he pushed her down to sit as he got up and grabbed his robe slipping it on. Seeing the disappointed look on Parkinson's face he smirked.

“In time my Parkinson. We will be together as we were last summer. Worry not. I just need to get things in order”

Fastening his robe, he opened the compartment door and glanced out to see the Prefects moving about to get things ready as the train was to stop. Soon he was shoved aside as Parkinson made her way through, realizing she was upset, Draco simply shrugged his shoulders and stepped back into the compartment, sliding the door shut.

“She was pretty mad, what happened?” asked Crabbe as he was up and putting on his robe.

“It was nothing”

“Didn't seem like nothing Draco, you're all she's been talking about.” spoke Goyle as he reached for his robe.

The blond Slytherin, merely shrugged his shoulders and headed out of the compartment, making his way down the crowded corridor it wasn't long until he and his friends were off the train and on a carriage towards the castle. Sitting there he stared to some of the Slytherin females who had joined him at 'Three Broom Sticks' one sitting beside him, resting against him as she ran her fingers along his inner thigh, this got the blond to flush at her actions, feeling her kiss and bite at his neck.

“Not here, Later.” he whispered to her, removing her hand from groin. The girl gave a pout and sat there, but in an instant she screamed as she grabbed and thrown aside with Pansy now sitting in her spot, taking Draco's arm as she rested against him.

Draco saw this and smirked “Well, well. Seems like you've taken control” seeing she was still a tad upset he sighed.

“Shove off Malfoy” she spat out bluntly before closing her eyes, taking in the scent of his cologne.

The entire ride to the castle was long, dragged out, quite and rather boring. As they arrived to the castle, Draco was the first off the carriage, taking Pansy by the hips he helped her down then walked to her leaving her with the other Prefects so she could do her job. Waiting for Crabbe and Goyle, Draco walked with them into the castle, passing by several students he paused upon hearing his name called several times.

“Mr. Malfoy!” came the voice of Head Mistress McGonagall, after she noticed that Draco was venturing to the Slytherin Common Room.

Draco stopped in his track, slowly averting his gaze to the elder woman “Yes, Head Mistress?” he asked in a somewhat polite tone.

McGonagall stopped as she neared him “I will show you to your new headquarters you may catch up with Mr. Crabbe and Mr. Goyle at Supper. Now come along please.” stepping ahead she walked off with Draco scoffing in silence before following her.

As he followed her up to a large portrait of what seemed to be a classy elder woman in the portrait he stopped along side Mcgonagall and waited. The Head Mistress stood there smiling to the woman.

“Lion's Fire” were the words that escaped her mouth.

Receiving a nod from the woman in the portrait as it swung open, the Head Mistress stepped through as she turned to Draco. “Wait here Mr. Malfoy”

As the portrait swung closed, Draco stood there, leaning against the wall as he waited with a sigh. McGonagall walked off into the bedroom to the left, knocking upon the door it was soon opened, seeing Hermione, McGonagall could only smile.

“I see you've made yourself comfortable already Miss Granger. How lovely. Your Head of House companion has arrived, I've been meaning to speak with you about that”

Hermione could see the nervousness upon her face and nodded her head “Yes of Course Professor, please. Come on in” stepping aside she allowed McGonagall to entered the room before shutting it and making to over to her desk taking a seat.

“Your Head of House Companion is ... Draco Malfoy”

Hearing this words escaped McGonagall's lips, Hermione's eyes widened “You can't be serious Professor, Draco? ... what has he done to deserve the Head of House Spot?”

McGonagall could only stare to the young girl before coming out with the truth “Narcissa Malfoy came to Hogwarts and spoke with me, Draco has changed for the better” hearing this Hermione gave a sarcastic laugh before quieting down to allow McGonagall to finish “I'm not sure if that is true, but I have a deliberate reason on putting him here.” Hermione only nodded and stayed silent, continuing to listen “I want you to keep an eye on him, if anything goes wrong, or you suspect something, let me know immediately.”

Hermione nodded and slowly sighed “I understand Professor, I will do as you ask.”

McGonagall smiled “I knew I could count on you Miss Granger. Now please, there may be rude remarks since I haven't told him you're his Head of House Companion yet. But please, just ignore all he says”

Hermione sighed to herself and nodded her head. “Yes Professor you have my word.”

Slowly exiting the room, McGonagall headed out and opened the Portrait door “You may come in Mr. Malfoy”

As the portrait swung open, by that time Draco was already sitting upon the floor with a bored expression upon his face. Draco turned his attention to McGonagall /*About Bloody Time*/ he thought to himself while heading through the portrait hole and stepping into the common room. His eyes took in all that was around him, it was a comforting feeling he got from the room, a smile formed upon his lips as he stood there glancing about, though as his eyes fell upon a bushy haired brunette a snarl immediately formed upon his lips.

“Oh great... I'm sharing the common room with you?” receiving a glare from Hermione he smirked, knowing he could easily push her buttons.

McGonagall sighed “Please Mister Malfoy, you are both in the seventh year, all that has happened in the past, leave it in the past. Today is a new day. Let us start over.. well I shall leave you two to settle in” without another word she turned and left.

Draco stood there, eying Hermione closely as he moved to the arm chair on the opposite side of the fireplace and took a seat, his eyes widened as he realized that fabric of the chair began to turn a dark emerald shade of green, he could only guess it was a spell put upon the furniture.

“Listen Malfoy, I don't want any trouble coming from you. This is our last year I want to--”

“Save it mudblood. You're just wasting your breath.”

Her anger build up rather quickly, grabbing her wand she glared “Stupefy!”

Having figured she was going to cast a spell now that they were in school, Draco grabbed his wand and quickly deflected it, sending the ray into the fireplace causing the flames to burst for a moment before returning to normal. Draco arose to his feet with his wand at the ready.

“Do something Stupid like that again mudblood I won't hold back in hurting you. I can take you down with one simple incantation. Now back off” he hissed with a glare, turning he headed off to his bedroom door, opening it and going in before closing the door behind him. Once in his room, he noticed the bed was a lot like the one he had at home with he knew would bring some comfort. Removing his Slytherin Robe, Draco moved over to his trunk and opened it, beginning to fix up the room to his liking with what the elves had taken from his own room.

Hermione stood there glaring, watching him disappear, making it to her room she slammed her bedroom door shut “How does McGonagall think I can deal with this?! That stupid Prat! Always calling me names and threatening me!” kicking her door a scream of anger erupted from her throat as she rushed to her bed and laid down hugging onto a pillow. “I hate him!” she mumbled into her pillow.

Having heard the scream all Draco could do was smile to this, though it seemed like hell at first, torturing her emotionally would give him a good laugh. Perhaps it wasn't going to be a year full of hell after all.

*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
A/N: Here is Chapter 3. I'm sorry it's a bit long. I wanted to get everything in. I hope I did. Please Rate and Review! I want you all to tell me how I'm doing. Also I'm sorry there isn't any lemon scenes this far. If you want some lemon scenes further chapters since it seems it's going to be awhile. Give me some suggestions on who Draco should get with before he actually develops feelings for Hermione. I'll be looking forward to reading your reviews!