Dragon\'s Will

Dragon’s Will: Chapter 5: Twist In the Task

The night seemed to pass by a lot quicker than expected, as morning came, the sun shining through the windows, bringing warmth and light into the room. There he laid, upon his satin emerald sheets, velvet emerald blanket, a pair of dark emerald sleeping pants. As he lay there, the sun cascaded along his body, giving unneeded warmth which immediately got the blonde haired Slytherin to snarl before turning over on his side, not ready to bid good morning to the day. Though after a few moments of lying there, the warmth grew too much for him as his silver hues slowly opened, blinking his eyes, he allowed his blurred vision to clear as he slowly pushed the blankets off, sitting up. Running his fingers through his hair, a yawn escaped his lips as his gaze wandered about the room. A groan emitted from his throat as he pushed himself to his feet, heading off to get ready.

First day of classes wasn’t a real joy for him; he never liked school, his only favorite class being potions throughout his entire year of Wizarding School. After showering and dressing in the proper school attire, he slipped into his robes, tucking his wand into one of the pockets as he moved to the mirror, his hair normally slicked back. After getting a good check of his appearance in the mirror he snatched up his book bag from the chair at his desk and headed for the door.

Opening it and heading out his eyes glanced about, the common room seemed perfect, everything in place just as it was before the quarrel. Not wanting to run into the Gryffindor, Draco headed straight for the portrait hole but stopped as he heard a creak of the other door opening. Standing there he glanced to her, her long curled hair, soft mahogany eyes, was it the lighting that made her look somewhat decent this morning? He wasn’t certain; all he knew was that she looked somewhat presentable rather than her normal appearance with her busy untamed hair.

“What are you looking at ferret?” came her voice in a sour tone as she stared to him.

Realizing that he had been staring too much his silver hues widened for a split moment before a smirk formed upon his lips “Don’t feel flattered, Mudblood. I was checking to see if you looked any more hideous this morning than you did last night.” Receiving a glare from her, he was satisfied yet continued on “It seems that you have outdone yourself, you look even more hideous than before. Great Job” with a snicker he pushed the portrait and made his way out.

Heading down the hallway, the blonde took deep sigh of relief; it was great to be back, picking on the weaker ones. As he walked his ears picked up on rapid footsteps within moments a breeze came his way as Hermione pushed herself passed him heading down the stairs to meet her friends at the Great Hall. Draco however took his time, he wasn’t one to eat breakfast, making his way down the steps to the first floor, his silver eyes fell upon tweedle dum and tweedle dee. As usual there they stood, Crabbe and Goyle waiting for the blonde.

Heading down to meet them he heard one speak “Pansy has been looking for you, Draco” spoke Gregory Goyle.

Hearing this Draco slowly quirked a brow, what could the raven haired Slytherin want? A sigh escaped his lips as he nodded, the duo pointed for the Great Hall, Draco made his way around them and walked to the Great Hall, upon entering the large Great Hall, his eyes fell upon the four tables, the students sitting and eating. It wasn’t as full as it normally would be during supper time, which of course made their conversation to be even less private. The blonde’s eyes averted to the Slytherin table as they fell upon Pansy Parkinson who was sitting there with her group of female friends eating and chatting, laughing at the other house mates who looked ridiculous and just about anything they could throw at them. A sigh escaped his lips as he headed down the steps making his way to the table, the girls glanced to the blonde and brought Pansy’s attention to him.

“It’s about time you woke up, Draco” she spoke with tone.

Draco immediately picked up a bit of annoyance in the tone of her voice and sighed to himself, reaching up he slowly rubbed his temples before shaking his head “What happened now? What do you need?”

“Well” before she could continue he stopped her by raising a hand to silence her.

“We’ll speak in private. Come on” taking her by the hand he arose to his feet and headed on out of the Great Hall, heading straight for the Slytherin Common Room.

As the two walked, Pansy smiled at this moment alone with him and slipped her arms around him hugging onto him as they walked, Draco immediately grew uncomfortable and pulled his arm away.

“Get off me” he spat at her with a snarl upon his lips.

With his sudden turn down of her affection, her eyes narrowed into a glare as she stared to him with a fiery anger. His constant pushing her away was getting her to be quite angry with him, she was at the breaking point but held out, and she figured that he would soften up. Or at least hoped he would. As the two descended down the steps, heading for the Slytherin common room they headed on in and took a seat.

“What is it that you need to speak to me about?” his voice came bluntly with a hint of boredom.

The raven haired Slytherin had just about had it with his damned attitude. “Draco Malfoy” came her voice in a cold hiss “If you’re not going to be cooperative then I’ll just have to let the Dark Lord know of your absent behavior” hearing this caused the blonde to let out a hearty ‘ha’.

“Like that will ever happen, we both know Parkinson that as of this moment. I am the Dark Lord’s right hand man.” He spoke confidently, his ego being larger than the whole room he had no problem at all what so ever and was quite sure of his position of power.

The two glared daggers for a few moments of silence after beginning to speak about what Pansy had really wanted the blonde there for. It turns out that the dark lord was brewing up something different, though he was given a task previously, the dark lord wished to add onto it. It was peculiar however that he would let Pansy know and not him first. This got the blonde to think of his position all over again. Was he being replaced?

A sigh escaped his lips as he arose to his feet “You’re certain of this? It can’t be right, I was told to keep an eye on Potter how is that now I have to make friends and be close to his kind? Parkinson this mission is near impossible. They bloody hate me!” the stress was getting to the blonde, it was apparent upon his facial features.

Pansy just stood there, a cold gaze upon her lips as a smirk formed; the male was cracking, just as he was when his last task was given to him. Though of course this one was going to prove to be much harder than he would have expected, though he was certain he would able to pull it off. But how? It was too much to think about; the blonde Slytherin needed some air, heading out of the Slytherin common room he headed up to the first floor of the castle, meeting up with the Slytherin duo he huddled with them, the three of them talking amongst themselves as they headed to their first class of the day.

“Are you sure that’s the dark lord has asked of you Draco?” spoke Goyle with concern in his voice. Receiving a nod, the larger male could only sigh “I see … well let’s just not think of it right now. You’re being watched by the teacher’s like a hawk, if they see you jittery they’d know something is up.”

Draco heard this and nodded. “You’re right. I need to remain calm and think this over on my free time. But I can’t do a bloody thing in the common room with the damned mudblood in there. I’m stuck and confined in my room. You know I need space and time to think to myself” Draco had enough of this topic; he just needed to clear his mind. “We’ll just get through with class … the first morning classes then I’ll think on my own during the lunch hour.” Receiving a nod, the trio walked then to their first class of the morning, Potions, his favorite subject, he could only hope that with Snape no longer teaching, that he’d still have that thrill and excitement with the subject as before.