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A story of a lamb and a lion	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1192 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Draconisa
- 2-Day-1
- 3-Day-2
- 4-Day-3
- 3
- 4
Chapter-4
Day-3
Draco is sitting on the floor, going through the incantations for the fourteenth time. In front of her there are two cabinets. One of them will go inside Malfoy manor and the other will stay here. She has tried the spells and modified them almost thirteen times now. She didn't have even a wink of sleep yesterday and yet she can't figure it out. Something is definitely missing and she is not able to -
The dark Lord's owl comes flying inside the room and distracts her. She doesn't know how does the dark lord even manage it and she doesn't understand why he keeps a track of her meals. Surely, she didn't have the breakfast today and the lunch that she had was not nearly enough and she had only eaten it because she had received an owl from him. Also, she hasn't felt any kind of pain from her mark for an entire day now. She wonders how he is managing to keep such a tight reign on his otherwise uncontrollable rage.
Further Potter has decided to follow her like a shadow. The boy is absolutely everywhere and it would be flattering if he wasn't throwing glares at her whenever their eyes met. This room is the only place he can't follow her and he loaths it.
She opens the letter and reads it.
Draconisa,
I am sure that you haven't had your dinner so I am sending something you like. Please have it before continuing.
Tom Marvolo Riddle
It's short and simple but speaks volumes and Draconisa doesn't know how to feel about this.
Feeling. She has forbidden herself from feeling. It won't do her any good. There is too much at stake to be sentimental now.
My Lord,
Thank you. I will.
Draconisa
She gives the letter to the owl and it flies off. It's nice to have someone care for her even if it's the dark lord, the man who is indirectly responsible for her father's imprisonment and mother's insanity. Potter is the one who is directly responsible though.
She opens the small lunch box he has sent. There is a sandwich wrapped in a foil paper and fish and chips with mushy peas. She starts eating and by the time she is finished, nothing is left of her lunch. Strangely, her heart is aching and a part of her wants to forget this cabinet and her mission and everything connected to it but the other part doesn't want to let go. It wants revenge and reminds her of her responsibility. Thus, she sighs and steels herself up before standing up and casting the spell on the cabinet for the fourteenth time. She opens the cage and takes out the mouse she had brought with her. She places it inside the cabinet that she has to place inside the manor and then opens the other one.
For the past thirteen times nothing had happened but this time something changes because mouse's head is inside the second cabinet though it's tail and other half of body is still inside the first one.
She sighs, realizing that she is getting there. Something is still missing but she will figure it out soon enough.
She sits down and starts taking notes and tries to look at the problem from a new angle.
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Once again, Harry finds himself waiting near the door, covered in his cloak, hoping against hope that Crabbe and Goyle will leave. But they don't.
Ron and Hermione think that he has gone mad and that if Malfoy is really plotting something, there is nothing he can do to prevent it.
He waits and waits and when she doesn't come out, he leans against the wall, tired. He doesn't even realize when he dozes off. A sharp pain in his nose wakes him up and he shakes his head before staring at a smirking Draconisa Malfoy who is looking at him with her hands clenched into fists near his nose.
He sniffs and realizes that his nose is bleeding.
"You bitch." He curses and she hisses at him, "This was for following me around Potter. Just so you know, I will accomplish what I want to and it won't matter as to what you or others think."
With this, she hits him again. He screams in pain and rubs the bridge of his nose. He looks daggers at her, his hand on his nose. He can safely say that he has never despised anyone as much as he hates her.
"Fifth day from today. That's when I will finally perform the task. Stop me if you can. Rest be assured, you will accomplish nothing by sitting here day and night.
This being said, she gets up and leaves, her stride slow and graceful and her head high. Harry glowers at her back, swearing to render her mission unsuccessful even if he needed to kill her for it.
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There is just one more thing that Draconisa wants to do today and she has almost given up on it. Now that she has fixed the cabinets, they have to stay untouched for two days and there is one last thing that she needs to do and it will take another two days. By the fifth day, it will be done.
She hums under her breath and walks slowly towards her room. She is quite tired today but she is happy that she has finally done it.
"Ron, ahhh!" She hears and freezes. The voice came from the empty classroom she was passing by. Maybe she can do it today after all. She smirks before kicking the door with her shoes. It opens and she enters inside. The occupants are one red-headed Ronald Weasley and his mudblood girlfriend Granger.
"Already following your mother's footsteps Weasley. Can't say that I am surprised. You need to start now to reach where she is don't you?" She mocks and slowly the boy turns red. Granger is already blushing. She gets dressed quickly and stammers, "I will be in the common room Ron." before scurrying off.
Weasley walks towards Draconisa. She backs off and leans against the front desk.
"What the fuck are you doing here Malfoy. Get lost." He snarls and Draconisa drawls, "How much do you hate me Weasley?"
"Right now... a lot." He retorts, itching to curse her.
"Enough to kill me?" She asks, her eyes boring into his, "Or maybe you are too much of a coward to do anything more than barking bullshit."
"Yes. Enough to kill you. I really want to kill you Malfoy. I want to see you writhe in pain before you die."
She smirks at him. He stares.
She chuckles before muttering, "Meet me right here on the fourth day from today at one P.M. if you really want that. You will do something for me and in return your wish will be granted."
"And you promise that?" He asks in a heartbeat, his eyes wide in anger and disbelief. She wonders if he thinks that she is just kidding.
"Yes." She mutters solemnly. Honestly, his thickheaded-ness astounds her.
"Deal." He says, glowering at her and stomps outside the room. A moment later, she follows his example and walks out.
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A story of a lamb and a lion