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Chapter Eight
Careful What You Wish For
By Coco Bebo aka EternusCaries
Chapter Eight
Harry looked at the head boy’s room and tried not to be jealous that whoever the head boy was got to stay in this for the school year. It was huge, two queen size beds in the middle of the room, a small study wing with a few desks in the corner, and two magnificent walk in closets. Harry could have done with less green and silver and more gold and red however, not believing how many snake statues were placed throughout the room.
What didn’t surprise him was that their suitcases had already been brought down and that Hedwig, who always knew where to be was sitting by the bed he supposed, was his, hooting at him. He walked over to her smiling, “Hey there girl, how have you been? I hope you aren’t still made at me.” He petted the top of her head and with another hoot and a playful peck Harry knew everything was alright.
Harry stretched a little before turning back to face Draco, who was already looking through his trunk, making sure everything was there. Once he was satisfied he pulled out a fresh pair of clothes and his robes, when he noticed Harry watching him he rolled his eyes some.
“Look, I know you want to be friends and I know we are stuck in here together until the semester starts, but that really doesn’t mean you have to watch my every move. I’m going to bathe Harry and please don’t come looking for me when I’m not out in 10 minutes like you are. I believe in actually being clean.” Draco smiled smugly at Harry’s slightly shocked expression before walking into the bathroom and closing the large door.
Harry couldn’t help but smile, knowing that if someone had told him last year that him and Draco Malfoy would have been sharing a room and making jokes with one another, he would have called them insane and probably have told Madam Pomphrey that she needed to check one of her students for serious sicknesses.
Going over to his trunk and unpacking his clothes and a few other select things Harry couldn’t help but wonder what was happening over at the Malfoy’s. Lucius had to be seething at this point, knowing that he had lost his only son because of his sick obsession with Voldemort. Harry frowned as he thought about the psychopath who had destroyed so many lives. Harry’s parents were dead because of him, Draco couldn’t live a normal (as normal as it could get anyway) and happy life at home with his parents because of him. Neville’s parents had been tortured until they lost their minds….Sirius gone just after gaining his first small taste of freedom.
Harry threw the book he had been holding at the wall, anger and helplessness surging through him. The entire wizarding world looked to him to stop Voldemort. There had been a prophecy, and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives, saying that he would be the one to do it. He sat down on his bed, putting his face in his hands, sometimes he felt so much older than just 16 sometimes.
Lying back he took a deep breath and pushed everything Voldemort and death eater related from his mind. Relaxing some as he drifting into a light sleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
When Draco walked out of the bathroom he felt more relaxed then he had since he left his home. He stretched as he checked the time, just past 7pm and he was exhausted. He got to his own bed before he realized that Harry was already asleep on top of his covers, fully clothed. He thought about waking him up so he could get more comfortable but there was such a look of peace on his face that Draco couldn’t bring himself to.
Shrugging he dug through his trunk to find his sleeping pants, changing quickly before climbing under the covers, waving his wand to turn the lights out.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Severus walked up to Albus’ office slowly, he was sore and angry. When he arrived at Malfoy Manor the Dark Lord was furious. Severus should have immediately told the Dark Lord when Draco arrived at Hogwarts. Lucius was livid himself, saying that Severus was getting sloppy in his reporting and that everyone should have known the minute that Harry Potter went missing.
The Dark Lord didn’t quite agree with Lucius, saying that Severus only need to report to him and that if Lucius had reported his missing son to him that maybe they could have found and dealt with Draco before he ran to Albus, giving the old coot another ally. However Severus was still in trouble and he was thrown to the ground with the first cruciatus curse the Dark Lord threw at him. After three minutes he was told to leave and that he would be called again soon.
So now he was on his way to give his report before rubbing a salve on his aching muscles and going to bed.
Albus opened the door for him after one knock, “good to see that you are back already Severus, please come in.”
Walking into the office was a comfort that Severus reveled in every time he came back from one of the meetings. It meant that he had made it back alive and in one piece. Sitting down in the large chair he began, “nothing very important happened tonight Sir, the Dark Lord was mostly mad that you got your hands on Draco and that I had not been able to prevent it. Whatever he was going to use Draco for must have been important to him because he was livid.”
Albus nodded as he offered Severus a lemon drop and after he dismissed it Albus popped it in his own mouth and nodded, “I assumed that Voldemort was going to use Draco this year as an in school agent. I’m sure he already had a plan for him to carry out and now that he can’t use Draco he will have to scramble to find someone just as competent to take his place.”
“Are you saying that we should expect someone at school this year to be working for the Dark Lord?”
“Yes Severus, it seems that even the children of Hogwarts are being drawn into his order….at least Draco was smart enough to realize that following Voldemort would only end in him being enslaved or dead….but it has come at a great cost to him.”
Severus frowned as Albus pushed the thick packet toward him, he didn’t have to read it though, the bold letters on the front were enough to let him know; Draco was now a Black. A very poor Black. Standing up he clenched his jaw tightly, the fact that Lucius would disown his son was not much of a surprise, but Draco would be crushed to know that he was no longer apart of his own family.
“If you’ll excuse me sir, I want to retire to my rooms now.”
“Of course Severus, but please. Allow me to tell Draco tomorrow morning, he has had quite enough today without this.”
Severus nodded before walking out of his office, anger covering his features.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Harry woke up to a soft but persistent knock on the door and after a couple of minutes of trying to comprehend what the noise actually was he jumped up, running over to the door, tripping over his own feet in the process. The commotion of course woke Draco up, who didn’t react like Harry at all, he sat up calmly in bed and watched as Harry stood back up, trying to compose himself a little as he opened the door.
“Good morning Harry, I hope I didn’t surprise you. I know it’s early but I have a…pressing matter to talk to Draco about.”
Harry opened the door, wondering why Dumbledore was looking so solemn. Dumbledore walked into the room right as Draco was finished making his bed. “Hello Sir, how may I help you?” He asked as he turned toward him.
“Draco…please let’s sit.” With a wave of his hand three chairs appeared with a small table full of tea and pastries in the middle.
Draco cautiously took a seat and Harry followed suit, taking the seat closer to Dumbledore. After a few moments Dumbledore himself sat down, holding what looked like a packet in his hand.
“Draco…I am afraid I have some…papers for you. I would have brought them to you last night but I thought that this news would come best with some sleep. Now, what is in these papers is quite personal and Harry and I will leave if that is what you wish.”
Draco looked nervously at Harry and was touched by how concerned the other boy looked for him, shaking his head slowly he held his hand out, “no, that is fine Headmaster, both of you may stay.” He muttered
Dumbledore nodded as he handed the packet over and then folded his hands together, waiting for the reaction of young Draco.
Draco had to read over the first page a couple of times to fully comprehend the impact of what this document meant. He flipped through the rest of the pages but didn’t really read them. He was no longer a Malfoy but legal standards. Draco Black? He let his hands tighten into fists over the paper before throwing it across the room.
“I figured that something like this would happen due to my decision. Its fine, I don’t want to be part of a family that has no self respect anyway.” Draco stood and Harry stood with him.
“What did it say…”
“My father disowned me Potter! He stripped me of my background, my culture, my inheritance, and even my bloody last name!”
Harry looked to Dumbledore and then back to Draco, opening his mouth to say something. Dumbledore
however held his own hand up, standing along with the boys as he waved the chairs and table away.
“What Draco is trying to say Harry is that he is no longer a Malfoy. His father has legally disowned Draco. He now has to take his Mother’s maiden name and can no longer be associated with any Malfoy.”
“But….” Harry watched as Draco turned away from them and walked stoically into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him. “But…what is his last name then?”
“He is now a Black, Harry. Please try to help him through this situation. He has made a very brave decision and it has come at a very big cost.” Dumbledore summoned the papers to him and sat the on the desk before walking out of the room and leaving Harry alone with a newly named Draco.
END OF CHAPTER
By Coco Bebo aka EternusCaries
Chapter Eight
Harry looked at the head boy’s room and tried not to be jealous that whoever the head boy was got to stay in this for the school year. It was huge, two queen size beds in the middle of the room, a small study wing with a few desks in the corner, and two magnificent walk in closets. Harry could have done with less green and silver and more gold and red however, not believing how many snake statues were placed throughout the room.
What didn’t surprise him was that their suitcases had already been brought down and that Hedwig, who always knew where to be was sitting by the bed he supposed, was his, hooting at him. He walked over to her smiling, “Hey there girl, how have you been? I hope you aren’t still made at me.” He petted the top of her head and with another hoot and a playful peck Harry knew everything was alright.
Harry stretched a little before turning back to face Draco, who was already looking through his trunk, making sure everything was there. Once he was satisfied he pulled out a fresh pair of clothes and his robes, when he noticed Harry watching him he rolled his eyes some.
“Look, I know you want to be friends and I know we are stuck in here together until the semester starts, but that really doesn’t mean you have to watch my every move. I’m going to bathe Harry and please don’t come looking for me when I’m not out in 10 minutes like you are. I believe in actually being clean.” Draco smiled smugly at Harry’s slightly shocked expression before walking into the bathroom and closing the large door.
Harry couldn’t help but smile, knowing that if someone had told him last year that him and Draco Malfoy would have been sharing a room and making jokes with one another, he would have called them insane and probably have told Madam Pomphrey that she needed to check one of her students for serious sicknesses.
Going over to his trunk and unpacking his clothes and a few other select things Harry couldn’t help but wonder what was happening over at the Malfoy’s. Lucius had to be seething at this point, knowing that he had lost his only son because of his sick obsession with Voldemort. Harry frowned as he thought about the psychopath who had destroyed so many lives. Harry’s parents were dead because of him, Draco couldn’t live a normal (as normal as it could get anyway) and happy life at home with his parents because of him. Neville’s parents had been tortured until they lost their minds….Sirius gone just after gaining his first small taste of freedom.
Harry threw the book he had been holding at the wall, anger and helplessness surging through him. The entire wizarding world looked to him to stop Voldemort. There had been a prophecy, and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives, saying that he would be the one to do it. He sat down on his bed, putting his face in his hands, sometimes he felt so much older than just 16 sometimes.
Lying back he took a deep breath and pushed everything Voldemort and death eater related from his mind. Relaxing some as he drifting into a light sleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
When Draco walked out of the bathroom he felt more relaxed then he had since he left his home. He stretched as he checked the time, just past 7pm and he was exhausted. He got to his own bed before he realized that Harry was already asleep on top of his covers, fully clothed. He thought about waking him up so he could get more comfortable but there was such a look of peace on his face that Draco couldn’t bring himself to.
Shrugging he dug through his trunk to find his sleeping pants, changing quickly before climbing under the covers, waving his wand to turn the lights out.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Severus walked up to Albus’ office slowly, he was sore and angry. When he arrived at Malfoy Manor the Dark Lord was furious. Severus should have immediately told the Dark Lord when Draco arrived at Hogwarts. Lucius was livid himself, saying that Severus was getting sloppy in his reporting and that everyone should have known the minute that Harry Potter went missing.
The Dark Lord didn’t quite agree with Lucius, saying that Severus only need to report to him and that if Lucius had reported his missing son to him that maybe they could have found and dealt with Draco before he ran to Albus, giving the old coot another ally. However Severus was still in trouble and he was thrown to the ground with the first cruciatus curse the Dark Lord threw at him. After three minutes he was told to leave and that he would be called again soon.
So now he was on his way to give his report before rubbing a salve on his aching muscles and going to bed.
Albus opened the door for him after one knock, “good to see that you are back already Severus, please come in.”
Walking into the office was a comfort that Severus reveled in every time he came back from one of the meetings. It meant that he had made it back alive and in one piece. Sitting down in the large chair he began, “nothing very important happened tonight Sir, the Dark Lord was mostly mad that you got your hands on Draco and that I had not been able to prevent it. Whatever he was going to use Draco for must have been important to him because he was livid.”
Albus nodded as he offered Severus a lemon drop and after he dismissed it Albus popped it in his own mouth and nodded, “I assumed that Voldemort was going to use Draco this year as an in school agent. I’m sure he already had a plan for him to carry out and now that he can’t use Draco he will have to scramble to find someone just as competent to take his place.”
“Are you saying that we should expect someone at school this year to be working for the Dark Lord?”
“Yes Severus, it seems that even the children of Hogwarts are being drawn into his order….at least Draco was smart enough to realize that following Voldemort would only end in him being enslaved or dead….but it has come at a great cost to him.”
Severus frowned as Albus pushed the thick packet toward him, he didn’t have to read it though, the bold letters on the front were enough to let him know; Draco was now a Black. A very poor Black. Standing up he clenched his jaw tightly, the fact that Lucius would disown his son was not much of a surprise, but Draco would be crushed to know that he was no longer apart of his own family.
“If you’ll excuse me sir, I want to retire to my rooms now.”
“Of course Severus, but please. Allow me to tell Draco tomorrow morning, he has had quite enough today without this.”
Severus nodded before walking out of his office, anger covering his features.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Harry woke up to a soft but persistent knock on the door and after a couple of minutes of trying to comprehend what the noise actually was he jumped up, running over to the door, tripping over his own feet in the process. The commotion of course woke Draco up, who didn’t react like Harry at all, he sat up calmly in bed and watched as Harry stood back up, trying to compose himself a little as he opened the door.
“Good morning Harry, I hope I didn’t surprise you. I know it’s early but I have a…pressing matter to talk to Draco about.”
Harry opened the door, wondering why Dumbledore was looking so solemn. Dumbledore walked into the room right as Draco was finished making his bed. “Hello Sir, how may I help you?” He asked as he turned toward him.
“Draco…please let’s sit.” With a wave of his hand three chairs appeared with a small table full of tea and pastries in the middle.
Draco cautiously took a seat and Harry followed suit, taking the seat closer to Dumbledore. After a few moments Dumbledore himself sat down, holding what looked like a packet in his hand.
“Draco…I am afraid I have some…papers for you. I would have brought them to you last night but I thought that this news would come best with some sleep. Now, what is in these papers is quite personal and Harry and I will leave if that is what you wish.”
Draco looked nervously at Harry and was touched by how concerned the other boy looked for him, shaking his head slowly he held his hand out, “no, that is fine Headmaster, both of you may stay.” He muttered
Dumbledore nodded as he handed the packet over and then folded his hands together, waiting for the reaction of young Draco.
Draco had to read over the first page a couple of times to fully comprehend the impact of what this document meant. He flipped through the rest of the pages but didn’t really read them. He was no longer a Malfoy but legal standards. Draco Black? He let his hands tighten into fists over the paper before throwing it across the room.
“I figured that something like this would happen due to my decision. Its fine, I don’t want to be part of a family that has no self respect anyway.” Draco stood and Harry stood with him.
“What did it say…”
“My father disowned me Potter! He stripped me of my background, my culture, my inheritance, and even my bloody last name!”
Harry looked to Dumbledore and then back to Draco, opening his mouth to say something. Dumbledore
however held his own hand up, standing along with the boys as he waved the chairs and table away.
“What Draco is trying to say Harry is that he is no longer a Malfoy. His father has legally disowned Draco. He now has to take his Mother’s maiden name and can no longer be associated with any Malfoy.”
“But….” Harry watched as Draco turned away from them and walked stoically into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him. “But…what is his last name then?”
“He is now a Black, Harry. Please try to help him through this situation. He has made a very brave decision and it has come at a very big cost.” Dumbledore summoned the papers to him and sat the on the desk before walking out of the room and leaving Harry alone with a newly named Draco.
END OF CHAPTER