Where is the \'Malfoy\' in \'DA\'? | By : Crazy6Mary6J Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 2853 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer : I do not onythnything in this fanfic, ‘cept the plot that is… I DID take some of the dialogue
parts directly in the OoTP book, but that was mostly
to stick to what SOME of the characters said during the book, so all dialogues
that seem familiar to you, it’s probably because they were taken out straight
from the book and I do not claim them as mine. The events that happen in this
chapter are similar to what really happened in the book, but I changed the
narration a little bit because I didn’t want to make it seem like I “copied”
the book, I’m just following it in this chapter ‘cause I want to make it very
similar, ‘cept that Malfoy
is part of it now. . . .
This will be a Harry/Draco fic,
so if you do not like the pairing or you can’t deal with homosexual themes, get
outta here dude!! I mean, why the f@#$ would you even
come in here if you didn’t like these kinda things?!
Anyways, on with the show ^_^
Chapter 1
Where’s the ‘Malfoy’ in ‘DA’?
“Well.
. . erm. . . well, you know why you’re here. Erm. . . well, Harry here had the idea – I mean,”
Harry threw a sharp look at her, “I had the idea – that it might be good
if people who wanted to study Defense Against the Dark Arts – and I mean,
really study it, you know, not the rubbish that Umbridge
is doing with us –“ At this, Hermione was cut off as a loud bang erupted from
the entrance of the pub, drawing everyone’s attention as the door crashed open
and a band of dusty sunlight appeared in the dark room and disappeared as the
door closed.
Harry’s
eyes widened in horror as he saw an arrogant blond boy wearing his trademark
smirk walk towards their group.
“Malfoy. . ."Ron,
Hermione and Harry all hissed through clenched teeth.
“Well, if it isn’t the
fantastic trio. . . quite a gang you’ve gotten
yourself now, Potter! A few more groupies to add to your list?” the arrogant git said mockingly as he looked over all the people that
were gathere:p>
“What do you want Malfoy!!” Ron barked, getting up from his chair, his hand
moving to where his wand was hidden.
“Well, Weasel, I heard
about your little plans. . ."his smirk widened at the scared looks
everyone was throwing at him.
Oh, great. . . this is just AMAZING!! A Slytherin
HAD to find out! And MALFOY of all people!! Harry
glared threateningly at Hermione who was looking back at him helplessly, trying
to tell him silently that she was not responsible for the terrible event.
“What are you talking about Malfoy?!” Harry snapped tentatively, as if he coeverever
cover up what was happening. There were more than twenty people grouped around him. . . at the Hog’s head. . . who were not all
in Gryffindor. . . no, nothing was happening. . .
“How dumb do you think I am,
Potter? All these people certainly aren’t here to look at your bloody scar!” Malfoy snapped.
“Well, from what I’ve heard, ferrets
have very small brains, Malfoy. .
."Harry mocked, seeing Malfoy’s jaw twitch
angrily as everyone laughed loudly. But to his surprise, after everyone had
stopped laughing, Malfoy just kept silent, glaring at
Harry murderously.
Yeah right,
as if you t ent enjoy the attention, Potter, Malfoy thought to himself, who was in reality, a little
confused by Harry’s reaction to what the redhead had just said. He couldn’t
help feel disgusted as he saw his rival blushing and looking pretty nervous
when that Ravenclaw, Cho
Chang, smiled at him after she had said something which Draco
had not paid any attention to. Probably has something to do with how
‘great’ Potter is. . . Pathetic!!
Malfoy
snapped out of his reveries for a few minutes as he saw the Weasley
twins pull out a long and lethal looking metal instrument. Heh. . . I
wonder what these guys do with that. . .Gross!! Those Weasley’s are ju- His
thoughts were interrupted yet again as Hermione finally had the opportunity to
speak again.
“Right,”
said Hermione, looking relieved. “Well, then, the next question is how often we
do it. I really don’t think there’s any point in meeting less than once a
week-“
“Hang on,”
said Angelina, “we need to make sure this doesn’t clash with our Quidditch practice.”
“No,” said Cho, “nor with ours.”
“Nor o”
s”
said Zacharias Smith.
At this, Malfoy smirked proudly. “I don’t need to worry about my Quidditch practices.”
“Obviously,”
Ron snorted, “Practice will never make losers like you become better, Malfoy.” The Slytherin only glared at him dangerously, hiding his total
embarrassment and flipped him off while everyone laughed loudly at the
redhead’s comment.
I’m being
‘nice’ with everyone right now because I don’t feel like wasting my breath on
all these retarded people, but I’ll get you back for this Weasley. . .
“I’m sure we
can find a night that can suit everyone,” said Hermione, trying to hide her
amusement and impatience, “but you know, this is rather important, we’re
talking about defending ourselves against V-Voldemort’s
Death Eaters-“
“Well said!”
shouted Ernie Macmillan, enthusiastically. “Personally, I think this is really
important, possibly more important than anything else we’ll do, even with our OWLsing ing up!”
“Well,
aren’t you the smart one. . ." Malfoy
snapped harshly, rolling his eyes making the Macmillan boy flush in embarrassment
as he slumped lower in his chair.
“Back
off, Malfoy!” Harry
yelled threateningly, which only made the blonde Slytherin
smirk at him evilly and caused Ernie to straighten himself in his chair. “I,
personally, am at loss to see why the ministry has foisted such a useless
teacher on us at this critical period. Obviously, they are in denial about the
return of You-Know-Who, but to give us a teacher who is trying to actively
prevent us from using defensive spells-“
Smart ass. . . but at least HE isn’t stupid enough to believe
the ministry’s rubbish. . . .
“We think
the reason Umbridge doesn’t want us trained in
Defense Against the Dark Arts,” Hermione started explaining, “is that she’s got
some… some mad idea that Dumbledore could use students in the school as a kind
of private army. She thinks he’d mobilize us against the ministry.”
Everyone was
speechless after Hermione shared her suspicions, and Malfoy
only smirked, as usual. The girl was just too damn smart for her own good. Of
course, Malfoy’s father had all told him about what
he was doing at the ministry, well at least that part of having told the
Minister Fudge about “Dumbledore’s Army”. . . .
God, this is going
to last forever!! Maybe I should never have come!! The fact I’m going to – associate
- with Hufflepuffs, Gryffindors
and Muggle borns makes it
even bloody worse!! What would father think? Hm. . . One more reason why I can’t let him find out. . .
no one can find out. . . and how will I ever keep
myself calm with all those brainless idiots?! But I have no choice, I have to
make father proud. Make him see I’m the
Best!!
The Slytherin
was brought out of his thoughts as Hermione took out from her bag a quill and a
piece of parchment. Then, she suddenly
became nervous; as if she were scared something was going to happen. . .
“I-I think everybody should
write their names down, just so we know who was here. But I also think that we
ought not to shout about what we’re doing. So if you sign, you’re agreeing not
to tell Umbridge-“At this point she shot a dark
threatening look at Malfoy, who was a bit startled;
he’d never seen her give a look so. . . imposing, except when she had
slapped him in their third year. “-or anybody else what we’re
up to.”
Fred reached out for the
parchment and cheerfully wrote his signature; but several other people looked
less than happy at the thought of signing their names on the list.
“Er.
. . I’m sure Ernie will tell me when the meeting is,” said Zacharias slowly, refusing to take the parchment as it was
his turn to sign. But Ernie didn’t seem too fond to the idea of signing the
paper either. Hermione raised her eyebrows at him.
“I- well, we are prefects,”
Ernie suddenly burst out. “And if this list was found.
. . well, I mean to say… you said it yourself, if Umbridge
finds out-“
“You just said this group was
the most important thing you’d do this year,” Harry reminded him.
“I- yes,” said Ernie, quite
nervously, “yes, I do believe that, it’s just-“
“Ernie, do you really think I’d
leave that list lying around?” asked Hermione.
Draco had to admit, the girl was pretty good
at convincing people.>
“No, no, of course not. . .”
“Just bloody SIGN!!” Malfoy suddenly snapped threateningly, which made everyone
who had almost forgotten about his presence, stare at him surprised.
“I- yes, of course, I’ll sign.”
Nobody raised objections after
Ernie, to Draco’s relief; if anyone else had
objected, he would have strangled them!
“Well, trust me, Weasley,
I’m not staying out of choice. I’ll
actually need to take a long shower when I head back after being around all you
dirty people this long. . . but the point
is, I need to ask you one more thing. . ."he explained, giving each Harry,
Ron and Hermione looks of disgust. “You
see, I was thinking of making you guys a. . . proposition. . . how
about, I help you out, but, you have to hide my name from the
list, not remove it, only hide it, so nobody can see it. . ."
The trio looked at each other
suspiciously.
“You’re going to report this to
Umbridge and then she won’t be able see your
name on the list?! You really think
we’re stupid, don’t you?” Ron said.
“Yes, I do think you are. . . but that’s not the point. That
list is going to ‘backfire’ on me if I go and tell Umbridge,
even if my nis his hidden!” Malfoy explained,
which made Hermione gasp.
“What, you really thought I
wouldn’t figure it out, Granger? Of course, you bewitched it so nobody could
inform Umbridge without suffering from something very. . . disgusting, or painful, should I say?”
Harry and Ron looked Her Hermione; their jaws open in shock.
“Well, I had to be assured that
our secret wouldn’t come out!!”
“Anyways. . . I want to
propose this: I could be a sort of spy for you guys. I hate Umbridge as much as you do, and maybe if I kiss enough of
her fat arse I can get a few of privileges, and make
sure that we don’t get caught. . .”
The three Gryffindors
looked skeptically at Malfoy.
“Why should we trust your
words Malfoy. . .?” Harry
hissed.
“Because you have no choice,
Potter. . . I signed your bloody parchment, didn’t I? If I say one word about
this to the fat frog - or to anyone else - something nasty will happen to me.
And believe me, I don’t want aing ing disgusting done to my body!” he
half-shouted, shivering from the thought of being changed into a ferret once
again, and the trio saw right through him and coughed back a laugh.
“Will you just fucking HIDE
MY NAME! I’m willing to do this - be your little spy - but you have
to conceal my name; in case someone else ever opens up their big mouth and
we’re discovered. Though, it’s not as if I wasn’t going to be checking on
anyone who’s talking to Umbridge, anyway. . .” at
this, the trio shot him looks of surprise.
“Why would a spoiled brat like
you go through all that trouble, Malfoy?” At Harry’s
question, the Slytherin sneered sarcastically.
“Because I want to be the best,
and I’m ready to hang around . . . lowlifes like you. . .” he
shuddered “. . . to become the best. Don’t get me wrong, this doesn’t make
us - god forbid - friends. . . take
this as a sort of. . . partial accord. . .” Draco’s
eyes flicked towards Harry’s. “You give me what I want, and I’ll make sure we
don’t get caught. . .”
The blonde boy almost looked
obsessed as he stared into Harry’s eyes. This guy’s a friggin’ maniacal perfectionist was the only thing
Harry could think as he saw the almost psychotic glint in Malfoy’s
eyes. Draco finally broke eye contact as his
eyes shifted towards Hermione.
“Deal?” he asked rudely.
The bushy-haired girl hesitated
for a few moments, looked at him disdainfully, and finally took the parchment
out. She hovered her wand above it; mumbled
incomprehensible words and sparks flew out the tip of her wand, onto Draco’s signature and his name vanished. Malfoy strutted
over to the door and gave them a last smirk over his shoulder.
“Just send me a message when
you’ve found a place to have our little get-togethers. . . See you later, Scarface!” With that he waved his hand
carelessly and left, banging the door behind him.
All three Gryffindors
sighed in defeat.
*******************
Author’s note : Like I said at the beginning
of the fanfic, I DID take some of the dialogue parts
directly in the OoTP book, but that was mostly to
stick to what SOME of the characters said during the book, so all dialogues
that seem familiar to you, it’s probably because they were taken out straight
from the book and I do not claim them as mine. The events that happen in this
chapter are similar to what really happened in the book, but I changed the
narration a little bit because I didn’t want to make it seem like I “copied”
the book, I’m just following it in this chapter ‘cause I want to make it very
similar, ‘cept that Malfoy
is part of it now. . . .an>
So please, I’ve told you that what I’ve taken from the book is not MINE,
and absolutely do NOT claim it as mine, because JK Rowling was the one who
wrote them.
What IS mine, are the parts when DRACO comes in. .
. There will be a lot less parts from the book in the next chapters, don’t
worry. . .
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