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Draco Malfoy and His Unknown Fate	By : Jitterbug Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 3341 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Draco Malfoy and his Unknown Fate:

Author’s Notes: Right, there’s a lot of Slytherin interaction here. Crabbe and Goyle are going to be a bit smarter than they’re portrayed as in the books, but don’t worry. They still act stupid. I figured that they’re in Slytherin so they probably have more ambitions in life than to follow Draco around grunting at people or cracking heads. Anyway, tell me what you think about it. ^_^

Warnings for this chapter: One swear word. And a lot of Slytherin plotting.

Disclaimer: The characters in this story belong to J.K. Rowling. I’m merely borrowing them for the time being. This will be slash (eventually). Don’t like it? Don’t read it. Otherwise, enjoy.

‘Right, this meeting of Ambitious Slytherins of Hogwarts is in session.’ Draco intoned, leaning back in his seat. Despite the fact he was supposed to be in the prefect’s compartment, holding the first meeting of ASH on the Hogwarts Express was a tradition he refused to break. It had been formerly known as the Ambitious Students of Slytherin, but eventually they had outgrown the vulgar acronym. Plus, Draco didn’t really fancy being the President of Ass. Though his bum was quite nice, if he did say so himself. ‘So, Pansy. Did you get a chance to update our student profiles?’

Pansy took out a huge portfolio filled with information on each of Hogwarts’ students. As Secretary it was her duty to deal with it as well as any correspondence for those rare times they needed outside help to achieve their goals. The extensive portfolio included a brief genealogy, health information, the latest gossip going around the school about each individual, blackmail material, and their school record. Pansy’s father was on the school board which gave the Slytherin girl access to quite a bit of information on their fellow peers. The rest was easily obtained with some research. Pansy grimaced. ‘It wasn’t easy, but yes I did. We’ve got quite a few exchange students. The majority are from Beaubaxtons, but there are several from Durmstrang. They’ll probably be sorted into Slytherin. You know what that means.’

‘Power shifts and political games. Oh joy.’ Blaise grumbled. Draco only smirked at his Vice-president.

‘Like you don’t enjoy it as much as the rest of us. Okay, Pansy. I’ll have to go through it all later. After this we have to go to the Prefect’s compartment, but first we’ve something else to discuss. I’m sure all of you are aware of the fact I’ve been disowned, correct?’

A general murmur of agreement swept through the small area. ‘Right then. Without my father’s influence to protect me, and by default you, my companions, we’re going to have to stop harassing Potter and his cronies.’

Cries of outrage met this. ‘What?!’

‘You can’t be serious, Draco!’

‘If we don’t keep them in check they’ll rule the whole school!’

‘How can you suggest we join in on the Potter-love fest? That’s selling out and you know it!’

Draco raised his hand imperiously to halt their chatter and was gratified when they settled down. Pansy looked positively steamed and Crabbe and Goyle were sulking. Blaise was looking thoughtful, though Draco couldn’t tell what was going on in that odd brain of his.

‘We can’t afford to alienate ourselves now. My power base is gone and while I am rebuilding it, things are too delicate right now to continue on as if nothing has happened. If I keep up the blatant attacks on Potter no one will hire me after graduation. And I know none of us wants to lick Voldemort’s boots, but you might have to if no one else will accept you because you lacked self control. If we stop now while we’re only sixteen we can just shrug the pranks and arguments off as childish posturing and envy.’ He felt a bitter taste in his mouth. It tasted like defeat, but Draco wasn’t going to bugger up his chances at success in life because he couldn’t keep himself in check. ‘I’m not suggesting going so far as to suck up to the Wonder Boy, but we will have to tone things down.’

Draco sat back and let them debate it out among themselves. He spent the time reading up on the new students and keeping an ear trained on their discussion. He searched through the portfolio idly, only managing to tag a few students as Slytherins right off. The only one who looked capable of vying for power with Draco and his court was one Gernot Adder. Adder was the son of a Death Eater who had been killed by Aurors during Voldemort’s first rising and was raised by his uncle, who apparently, didn’t have quite all his marbles. He was also an exchange student from Durmstrang which meant he was probably skilled in the Dark Arts and vicious when it came to achieving his ambitions. Definitely someone to keep an eye on. He flipped through the rest of the index, finding nothing else of interest as the others continued their dispute.

Finally, he spoke. ‘That’s enough for now.’ They quieted, though Crabbe and Goyle were glaring fiercely at each other. ‘Crabbe.’ The large Slytherin snapped his eyes around. ‘You’re to find out the atmosphere of the Gryffindors. Goyle, you’ve got Ravenclaws. Blaise, you’re going to check out Hufflepuff House and Pansy you have the honor of keeping me on top of the Slytherin situation and which new students are making a bid for power. Also, do the usual first year records.’

He had assigned the larger Slytherins to Gryffindor and Ravenclaw because those Houses were often arrogant and tended to vastly underestimate the intelligence of Draco’s bookends. The two kept up the painstaking pretence of stupidity even in the Slytherin common room, but it was a handy one. It was surprising what people let slip around those they perceived to be morons. Blaise was a professional at handling Hufflepuffs and even had several contacts that he kept to himself. And Pansy was brilliant when it came to discovering the plots unfolding in the Snake Pit. Each nodded their acceptance, proud to be trusted with these vital tasks.

‘I’ll be dealing with the school’s portraits and ghosts.’ Draco had spent a long time cultivating his acquaintances with these two groups, using his most charming demeanor to gain their trust and subsequently quite a lot of information. ‘Think on the Potter situation, but follow my lead until we have time to discuss it at length.’ Draco looked around, scanning the faces of his friends and fellow Slytherins. ‘Is there anything else that needs to be addressed?’

Pansy spoke up. ‘Millicent still wants in on ASH. She was over at the mansion this summer and kept making veiled hints.’

‘We’ve gone through this before.’ Blaise said, looking bored. ‘She’s not one of us. Who knows where her loyalties lie or who she’ll be telling exactly what we’re up to?’ Their group was an odd one, but trust was absolute. It had been necessary for them to band together if they ever wanted to achieve their various ambitions. Several other Slytherin factions had imitated them, but their clubs had never lasted long - too often broken apart by petty bickering, backstabbing, and general selfishness. It was a delicate balance of give or take, but after five years they had a system. Adding another person to their tight knit group would throw everything out of balance.

‘Okay, let’s vote then. All for adding Bulkstrode to our little group, say Yay.’ Pansy and Vincent’s voice chimed their affirmative.

‘And all for keeping her out?’ Draco added his own voice to that mix. ‘Alright then. Three against two, Nay wins. It’s better this way. I’m a bit suspicious about her persistence anyway. Asking twice is fine, but three times? Not only does it make me wonder why she wants in badly enough to compromise her dignity, but desperation is not a trait ASH members have.’

Pansy nodded reluctantly and Crabbe sighed his agreement. Everyone knew he was engaged to her and felt obligated to stand up for her. Draco trusted his discretion though, because even Bulstrode hadn’t realized Crabbe’s talent for espionage or his truly gifted skills as an artist. ‘You guys better join the other prefects before they send out a search party.’ Zabini said, smirking and crossing his arms.

Draco flashed his friends a wicked grin. ‘Right, this meeting of ASH is dismissed. You two brutes go get yourself some candy, I can hear your stomachs growling from here.’ For all their acting, they really did have a horrible weakness for sweets. Pansy took the silencing charm of the door and the two large Slytherins stood, exchanging looks of long suffering before assuming dull, vacant expressions and lumbering out. ‘Zabini’. We’re running a few minutes behind.’ Pansy proceeded him out of the compartment and they made their way towards the front of the train where their things were located. Aware that their visit with the others was only temporary, they had left their change of clothes and other belongings in the Prefect compartment. Blaise had moved off towards another compartment, probably to chat up some birds.

‘Nervous?’ Pansy asked, polishing her own prefects badge. Draco raised one eyebrow and gave her an incredulous look.

‘Me, the Prince of Serpents? Never!’ And on that note, they entered the prefect’s car.

To be Continued

Note: If you’re wondering about ‘Bulkstrode’ it wasn’t a misspelling. Just Draco being a jackass again.

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