The Awakening
What NOW?
WARNING: This is a slash story meaning a guy and guy
relationship. So don’t read it unless you want to.
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Rating: PG13
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Chapter 3: What Now?
*~DH~*~HP~*
Recap: What happened in the
last Chapter-
In the last chapter you
learn that somehow Narcissia has manage to persuade Lucius into letting Draco
leave and choose the side he wanted. So
Draco leaves and currently he’s on his way to god knows where. Well Draco and I
do, but you and Harry will have to wait.
FYI I will get back to how Narcissa has power over Lucius and it will
make sense. I hope.
*~DH~*~HP~*
“So you mean to tell me
that your Dad just let you leave?!” Harry questioned.
“Well yes and no. I’m sure
my Mom had a lot to do with the decision but that’s not the point,” Draco
retorted.
“Then what is?”
“The point is I got out. I bet the high and mighty
Potter always thought I wanted in,”
Draco noted, seeing the surprised look on Harry’s face.
“Well, yeah actually.
Wouldn’t you? Think about it, you act like a jackass all the time. Find the
most repulsive demeaning things funny. Not to mention your Dad is on a first
name basis with the man who killed my parents.”
“You shouldn’t blame me for
something my father did or had a part in. Hey, do you think you could finish
your mediwitch shit any time soon?”
“For someone in so much pain,
you’d think you would be more grateful that I’m actually doing this for you and
not leaving you on the doorstep! By the way, is your mom a death eater?”
“Well that question came
out of nowhere. I guess I’d have to say yes and no, she’s…”
“Yes and no?” Harry
repeated.
“Look, I’ll tell you about
that odd story later; do you want to know why I’m here, or you rather
interrogate me?”
“Both, but go on, finish
your story. I’m almost done with this anyway.
“Gee, it only took you-“
“Malfoy!”
“So…”
*~DH~*~HP~*
“I was flying over London with that godforsaken cloak on-“
“What do you mean? Who
doesn’t like an invisibility cloak?” Harry interrupted.
“I like the cloak but the
stupid thing kept blowing off and it just annoyed me.”
“You know there is a spell
that secures it to you,” Harry countered.
“Well, I guess I didn’t
think of it,” Draco said a little solemnly. Why
didn’t I think of it?
*~DH~*~HP~*
The wind rushed through Draco’s
hair, making it lash at his face like a thousand little whips. Wincing at the
pain in his face, Draco swerved down to look for a place to stay for the night.
The next day would be along flight so he had to get some rest.
Hmm, broom diminutive, Draco thought, glancing at the buildings as his
broom shrunk to pocket size. Oh a cloak
store! I’ll have to come back and check that out later. Okay, umm, here we are
Old Schneider’s Place. Is that right? I’ve never even heard of this place. I
guess it will just have to do.
Draco walked in timidly, although his face held the sheer
presence of arrogance, wrapping his cloak tightly around him.
“Hello.”
“Yes?” replied a man in his
mid thirties. He was sitting at the desk, viewing a replay of a quidditch game
from his wand.
“Yes. I would like a room.”
“Yeah, I’m sure you would,”
the man replied still staring at the ‘screen.’ “How many nights?”
“Just one.”
“Ok, here,” the chap tossed Draco a key that was hanging on a hook by the desk
that had the numbers 302 etched onto it. Great,
three floors up. Draco placed some money on the desk and walked away.
~
“I can’t believe this,”
Draco mumbled to himself scoffing at his surroundings. I don’t really feel like a nap.
What to do? Oh yes that store.
Draco put all his
belongings on his bed, locked the door and walked out the main lobby, walking
briskly by the man at the front desk.
“Wait,” Draco heard behind
him, “Was that a Malfoy? Here?!” and a bit louder, “Havnicenice day, sir!”
“Imbecile,” Draco muttered.
~
Draco, having bought one or two items he knew he didn’t want or need, headed
back to the room for a good nights sleep.
Ok the blue one I needed. Draco thought, trying to justify his recent
transactions. I don’t have a blue one,
well not in that shade. And the green one I definitely needed, it just looked
so good on me. I guess what they say is true about old habits being hard to
break. Oh well. Good thing I only brought a small amount of money or I probably
would have spent it all.
At that moment, about three
blocks from the motel, a blackish blur rushed into Draco, dragging him into a
nearby alley.
“What the fuck is going
on?”
“Shut up” the hooded figure
grumbled. “Give me what you got!”
“What?”
“Man, give me your money,
and the ring right there!” he said getting irritated.
“Or you’ll what? DO you
know who I am?”
“DO I look like I give a
damn about who you are? Give me your shit or Ill shoot your head off!” the man
began to shout, revealing a small pistol and pointing it straight at him.
Draco went for his wand but
the man stopped him.
Shit! I can’t believe this. IS that a GUN? Here? Is
this a muggle? What is going—
“Why are you just standing
there? Do you want to die?”
“No, ok,” Draco finally
responded taking out his money.
“And the ring”
“No not the—“Draco was cut
off by a slender black tube in his face. “Ok here.”
“Thanks!” The man said and
while pummeling the blonde over the head with the gun. Draco fell clutching his
head while the hooded figure continued to kick him in the stomach before
running away.
Draco dug into his cloak
and found the silver and gold necklace, clutching it.
“Thank you Mother.” He
murmured before promptly passing out.
*~DH~*~HP~*
Draco woke some time later
with an excruciating headache. Groaning, he looked around. He was cold and it
was dark. As Draco rose he felt the pendant and necklace in his right hand. I can’t believe this is happening to me.
What did I do? “Think of it as
punishment for pass indiscretions.” Popped in his head but Draco waved it
off. What
time is it?
Crash
“Who’s there?!” Draco
yelled, whipping his head at the noise as a cat emerged form behind a trash
can. The motion caused his injured head to pulse with pain. Of course! Oh god that hurt my head! I need
to get back to my room.
*~DH~*~HP~*
Draco had taken a shower
and was standing in front of the bathroom mirror examining his bruises,
flinching at the purple spots on his abdomen. I can barely touch them, dammit where
is the Weaslette when you need her.
Ginny had been recently
working with Madam Pomfrey on her mediwitch training. Draco being the drama
queen spent a lot of the last year in the hospital wing over a little bruise
here or a coughing fit he’d had. So naturally when he noticed that Ginny was
there and the one normally working on him he would start up small
conversations. One would think he’d bother to learn a few things while he’s
there too, but maybe that’s just a little too much.
“Bugger!” Draco yelled at
no one in particular and went in to the bedroom to change and get ready to
leave.
*~DH~*~HP~*
Ok, so onward we go, I know
it’s been a while but I really didn’t have the time to write. So I will be
doing better now I promise. I’m also working on my other story “The Boy Next
Door” so I’ll announce when I have a few chapters ready to post at one
time!!! I am also sorry that the
chapters are so short but I just have a feeling I should stop here before going
into his next stop.
So:
Where is Draco going now?
Why doesn’t he know any med
spells?
When will the story come
back to the present?
How long will Lucius stand
for this?
Stay tuned and you’ll find
out. :-D
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