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4 Turmoil at Gryffindor Tower

The sorting ceremony and the feast were over and Draco went to the Slytherin common room, entering the dungeons, he felt relieved to be back at Hogwarts. The seventh years in Slytherin had single dorms that meant the blonde boy would be able to have his privacy in his last year at school. The first years sat in the middle of the room gathered around Professor Snape and listened to his welcome speech. The Head of the Slytherin’s managed to make the new students proud of being a Slytherin with his well-chosen words and he made sure that they would have the appropriate respect.

Malfoy sauntered towards a crowd of seventh years and joined them to follow their conversation. Pansy seemed to be a little pissed off by Blaise’s little show at Hogsmeade station. The blonde girl stared daggers at him and spoke coldly "Really Blaise, why did you protect Potter?"
The black haired wizard told her "Because I wanted to protect the image of all gay wizards and witches! What do you think would happen if people like the Weasel rule our school and gay students wouldn’t be able to live their life in peace?"
"Oh, how pathetic!" the blonde girl snorted and threw her head back.

Draco listened to the other students as they were talking about the Potter incident and noticed that most of the Slytherins didn't care about the fact that he was gay, but that many of them were furious about Ron Weasley’s behaviour. The blonde boy mused upon his own sexuality like he had done during his imprisonment last summer and nearly jumped out of his skin as he noticed that someone was patting on his shoulder. Everybody was looking at him. He then realized that Pansy was asking him something and he frowned at her. The girl repeated the question "What do you think about the whole thing, Draco?"
The silver haired boy shrugged and answered "I don't know. Actually, I neither care nor want to think about it anymore. It's not such a big deal!"

Blaise arched one eyebrow and wanted to know "You think protecting Potter is not such a big deal or being gay is not a big deal?"
Draco narrowed his eyes impatiently and said simply "Both!"
The other Slytherins watched him carefully and Pansy shook her head in disbelief as she stated, "Something is strange here! At first the Golden Boy of Gryffindor comes out of the closet and his Lions react like mad, then Blaise protects Harry Potter and now Draco Malfoy doesn’t care about it at all!"
The blonde boy rolled his eyes and argued with a dangerous undertone in his voice "Why should I care about it? The Weasel insulted me too and that's what I care about!"
Nobody dared to ask the obviously moody boy another question and they agreed silently to change the topic of their conversation.

Draco was absent-minded and soon he excused himself and went to his room. The blonde felt confused and tried to focus his thoughts on the really important things. After his long imprisonment, it was strange to have other people around him and to listen, to talk or to care about them. The boy felt a bit overwhelmed by the recent events and the amount of information. He suspected the other Slytherins were waiting for his reaction or any explanation but he was unsure what to do. Due to his feelings and the pressure on him, his consciousness crawled back into the depth of his mind. The boy stopped feeling his body and being aware of himself immediately and sat motionless on his four-poster.

After a while, the silver-haired boy started to cry without realizing it and suddenly he felt the sadness again. As he had no more tears, he sensed the emptiness in his life and didn’t feel like a living creature anymore. Slowly, the boy pulled back his sleeve and touched the dried blood and the cuts on his arm. Without any emotion on his face he moved slowly like a person in trance as he stood up and walked over to his desk. In the drawer, he kept his little box with razorblades. The Slytherin had a dark grin in his face as he withdrew with a single blade.

Draco held the small razorblade carefully between his fingers and the glowing light of the candles reflected in the shimmering silver blade. He then moved the hand with the razorblade down and traced along one of the deepest cuts on his under arm. The cut started bleeding again and soon there was the wished effect of feeling the warm liquid running down his skin. The blood was flowing slowly across his arm and the boy watched the thin line of dark red fluid with glowing silver eyes.

The razorblade moved over the next wound and scratched quickly several times over other cuts that had already started to scab. As the fresh cuts began to ache, the silver blonde Slytherin felt alive again. With a sudden feeling of release he cleaned his bloody and hurting arm. Afterwards he let himself fell back on his bed. Tired and worn out as he was, Draco fell asleep without to taking off his clothes and he slept soundly until the next morning, when he woke up with a start because of the noise that the other students made while preparing themselves for their first day at Hogwarts. He hoped instantly that nobody would come in before he could change his clothes because he didn't want to give an explanation for his injured arm.

Draco yawned sleepily and overheard a knock on his door, the person rushed in without waiting for an answer. Blaise Zabini entered the room and frowned as he saw the blonde boy sitting in his bed in untidy clothes and with tousled, long hair hanging around his pale face. Blaise smirked, arching one elegant eyebrow and spoke softly "Draco, you look terrible! What happened to you last summer?" The silver haired boy shrugged and answered shortly "Nothing."

Draco stood up and did something very un-Malfoy-like. He straightened his messed up clothes a bit, stroked one hand through his silky, blonde hair and tied it into a ponytail. The other boy looked at him in disbelief and shook his head as Draco took his robe and said dryly "Ready for my first day as seventh year at Hogwarts."
Blaise joked with him "Draco, is it really you or just a robot that looks like you?"
The silver haired boy gave him his usual Malfoy Sneer and retorted, "It's me but I've made some new priorities over the last summer!"
The dark haired boy grinned and answered, "I’ve heard it, I can see it, but I still can't believe it!"

The two Slytherins headed towards the Great Hall for breakfast followed by Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle. Pansy snorted as she saw the blonde boy "Draco dear, you look a little bit messed up! What's that? Your new style?"
Draco gave her a death glare and ignored her for the rest of the mealtime. The blonde Slytherin then noticed that something was going on at the Gryffindor table and watched the exited chatting students carefully.

Draco looked over to the Gryffindors and suddenly he noticed that Harry Potter was still missing and that Hermione was pale and had a worried expression on her face. The young Malfoy asked the other Slytherins "What's going on at the Slytherin table? The Lions are acting a little bit strange."
Millicent Bulstrode whispered to him "I've heard about some sort of turmoil at the Gryffindor Tower last night. Two second years of Hufflepuff were talking about some strange loud noises and that they've heard about a revenge."
Blaise narrowed his eyes and hissed, "The Lions punished the Golden Boy for disgracing them, am I right?"
The Slytherins watched the Gryffindors curiously.

Suddenly, a pale Harry Potter rushed into the Great Hall and sat down at his respective house table without looking at anyone. The dark-haired Gryffindor managed to maintain a completely normal expression and he moved nearly aristocratically holding his head straight with an aura of pride in every single glance or movement. Blaise Zabini glanced over to the Boy-Who-Lived and smiled at the Gryffindor trying to get the other boy's attention. A certain blonde Slytherin noticed the longing in Blaises eyes and he felt a sudden jealousy growing deep inside of him and caught himself staring at the black haired Gryffindor.

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