harry groaned as he remembered the asade of water that had bee him from his bed st week.
“—and you never knoe will waoday too.”
nothing.
“sorry, mate you asked for it.”
and harry yelped as old water flooded down on top of him.
drao also was having a hard time getting his owo breakfast. his roblem, en up as he always did, and had gh his normal m routine…his was a different sort of problem. a dread kind of problem. he had awoken to his seous, whih had remihat this would be a horrible day. all night he was sure that the rumor mill of hogwarts had been hurning, and he fi gossip hogwarts ould offer would be hao him oer. well, not literally, but lose enough. drao eai of just not goi and appearing in his godfather’s ss for potions, the one pe where he knew he ould fi of sympathy this m. but he was a malfoy, and malfoys did people thought of them…sometimes he wished he ould hahese rules.
“drao, get up. you will e,” his father’s voie souhe other side of the painting that was the door.
“ing father,” drao murmured, and rossed his room t it, he found his father waiting for him as per the normal m routine…aime drao saw his father’s aura.
luius saw his son blink in surprise a ets is it?”
father and son began walking towards the ehe forbiddehey did every m.
“’s red.”
“imagine my hagrin, to find it’s not just any red, drao. it’s gryffindor red.”
“ouh.”
luius it’s eveo see how losely gryffindor red resembles blood red.”
drao frowhinking. he blinked in surprise when he realized his father was right. the olor of the lions was lose to a bloody red. strange.
“it’s not as bad as some,” luius ommented. “i’d rather have red than…well yodfather’s for ihe dark lord’s.”
“why?”
“well, yodfather’s is pure white. not a very evil aura that’s for sure, a doesn’t fit his lifestyle at all. a’s…is…pink.”
drao sputtered i?”
“not just aher, neon pink.”
drao’s steps wa themselves towards the doors to the great hall, but drao was a malfoy and malfoys did heir footsteps, so he was stuk walking slowly but purposefully. but malfoy rules be damopped walking as he saaited for him at those doors.
“crabbe, goyle. what are you doing here?”
“waiting for you.”
blunt as ever crabbe, drao thought, but he ouldn’t help feeling a bit apprehe he smartest brains in the shool, but they had been his hildhood friends and drao was ertain that, two on one, he would lose against them.
“look, drao, there’s a lot of stuff being said about you,” goyle started. “but we don’t see a differene.”
drao blihen smirked. “good one, goyle,” he spoke. yes, they might he brightest of the bunh, but d goyle were as loyal as any gryffihey had ped their loyalties. “shall we go eat?”
hushed whispers followed drao as he made his way through the great hall, walking in the self-assured style only a malfoy ko aomplish, ompletely ign what was being said. behind him, d goyle gred at anyone who looked too long in the wrong way at drao, aheir work ut out for them it seemed.
drao ayio all that though, he was saheriiing the different olored auras. reds, blues, greens, eve no bk. hio bk. well, there went his first hoie of life parthat drao was looking, mi urious.
taking his ustomary seat iween d ght sight of the staff table ah disappoi that shere. he would have ehe professor surrounded by a seemingly pure aura.
& over the ravenw aables. still no bk. tons of yellow, a few different shades of red, even some weird mix reen, but no bk. maybe his soul mate wasn’t at hogwarts?
& least for the moment, that his soul mate must hogwarts sihere were only a few hairs left (two of these being the hairs aross from an apple-red- aura-granger), drao turention bak to his breakfast. the slytherins were obviously split in their deisions about him, he notied. ht it was a ool idea to have a student with the ability to spear anyone whe was with a feather. after all, it was an iing kiher group foused o it ure wizard blood. the two halves of the slytheriion, it seemed. lukily, most roup of ompatriots (suh as bise, pansy, and he first group.
& was a meal that always went by too fast in drao’s opinion. espeially on a monday, and this monday was as drao stood to make his way down to the dungeons for potions a fliker of a partiur aura aught his eye. ebony bk. a perfet dupliate of his own aura. drao’s eyes wideered whed to, ahe world instantly swithed from glowy to normal, all auras disappearing, leaving only that person sitting at the gryffier. harry potter. he had ohe aura for a seond before his aspetus had stopped, but…otter’s? drao suddenly diduatio like this at all.