Draco had worked all day, finishing up everything Severus had told him to do. He owed it to the man after disappearing without so much of an explanation (not that getting drunk with Potter was an explanation that would make Severus feel better). Finally, having completed his last task, he Apparated to Kent ( Read more... )

Draco stayed at Theo as long as he dared, but eventually he had to return home. He Apparated just outside the land covered by the Anti Appirition Jinx, and walked the rest of the way. As he neared the room, he wanted to run away. He really didn't need to have this conversation with Severus ( Read more... )

Draco had gone from the Shrieking Shack to Severus's quarters, to reassure the man that he was all right. However, he was pretty sure that Severus would kill him once he found out exactly what he'd been doing for the past twelve hours. For that reason, he was glad that Severus was working on a potion. He left a note, and Apparated to Kent ( Read more... )

The first thing to made itself known as Draco gained consciousness from his sleep was pain. Pain permeated every part of his body. His neck hurt, his body ached, but nothing felt bad as his head. It felt like something inside his brain was ready to explode ( Read more... )

Draco received an owl from Harry, saying to meet at the Shrieking Shack. He didn't know if this was about the Horcruxes, but he doubted it. Harry would have said some if that were the case. That meant that he had a few hours to get what he wanted to bring ( Read more... )

PotterHarry ( Read more... )

Mother,

I was hoping to speak with you. It is an urgent matter, and I would rather not do it at the house.

Perchance, would you be free to have an aperitif with me? Remember that little cafe near the Louvre you so favoured? I shall meet you there, unless you say otherwise.

All my love,
Draco

Draco glared at the owl that had interrupted him while he was preparing some potions ingredients for Severus, but he worked faster when he recognised that it was Greg's owl. He finished his job quickly but efficiently. He washed his hands, and unrolled the parchment. There were stains of chocolate covering some of the words and something that ( Read more... )

After leaving Theo's house, Draco apparated straight to Voldemort's. He couldn't imagine going anywhere else. He loved his parents, but he doubted he could put on the happy face for them. Severus wouldn't care about his mood. In fact if he were lucky, Severus might be busy with a potion or two, and they wouldn't even have to speak ( Read more... )

Draco couldn't believe what he was reading. Hell, he couldn't believe that Greg had taken the time to actually write, but his friend was anything if not loyal, and therefore, he was now aware that Theo had stormed off from the common room very late the night before and not returned. So much for the security of Hogwarts ( Read more... )