[Draco] Great Hall - Breakfast (tag all students)

[dm_slytherin]

When Draco finally arrived at the Great Hall, he was surprised to see it as crowded as it was. In the fury he was currently dorwning in, Draco didn't even bother to glance at anyone as he sat himself at the Slytherin table. Bookbag was dropped to the floor behind the bench before he reached to dish his plate

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[xprincess_pansx]

She bit her lower lip a little as they walked. “Well, I wouldn’t have to dream about you so much if you weren’t so bloody handsome.” She snickered to herself as if to think that any other girl would murder to be in her place, with their arm entwined with his. He was her treasure. And she wouldn’t let him go for anyone.

Her back hit the wall when he threw her off of his arm and she fell to her knees, her head downed down and hands curling into fists. She wouldn’t hit him or even dare to pull her wand on him. She would just let him abuse her, she was used to it by now. But she didn’t care. As long as she for gave him she would return to his side as if nothing had happened. She knew she was pathetic by doing this, but she didn’t know what else to do, she had convinced herself years ago that he really did care for her, even though deep down she knew the truth. She was broken and craved for him so much that she would do almost anything for him, including use the forbidden torture curs, crucio, on herself.

She squeezed her fists, grasping her robes tightly between her palm and fingers as he stormed off. She swallowed hard and looked at the floor. She knew he couldn’t hear her but she said it anyways, in soft tone, “Yes, but Drakie darling.. you know your stronger then I am emotionally. I’m such a bloody daddy’s girl… Draco… why do you always walk away from me?”

She slowly rose to her feet and gathered her fallen books, she much rather carried her books, she didn’t have many, but she carried them in hopes that some day Draco would take them from her and carry them as they walked happily to class together; a dream that has yet to come true. She walked slowly to the great hall but still managed to get their before most of her own house had. She sighed when she saw Draco sitting alone and made her way towards him. She of course took the seat next to him but she didn’t look at him, just at the empty plate in font of her. “Draki.. Draco. I’m sorry. It’s just.. you know how close I am with my father. …and your right. Please.. forgive me. I didn’t mean to upset you at all.. Draco.. please. I’m sorry. You know I’m sorry, that you mean so much to me..”

[lotsa_horcruxes]

The horcrux had been listening, though Draco's ears, while this discussion went on. They were loud and obnoxious voices in earshot. The other students, he figured.

He could not see out of Draco's eyes, not yet at any rate, but he knew they were in the Great Hall. Where else do the students go in the morning but to breakfast? It wasn't exactly a stunning leap of logic.

The touch of Draco was welcome, for the boy was his current owner after all, and the power coursed through him quite nicely. Another was getting closer though. Another whom Draco threw off himself and while he did not do so magically, 'Rafe' quite liked the feel of it.

Who is this one? Does she also belong to you? A follower?

[dm_slytherin]

Draco's hand adjusted the chain about his neck as the other students filed into the Great Hall, making themselves quite comfortable at their correct tables. Chewing the bite he'd taken slowly, he released a sigh after he swallowed. He had just opened his mouth to reply to Pansy when he heard the locket's familiar voice ringing in his mind. A smirk tilted his lips at Rafe's choice of words and he glanced at his plate. "In a way, yes she does. A follower . . . Of sorts. Family friend."

He couldn't help but chuckle before tilting his head back to Parkinson, eyebrows lifted quizzically. "What was that, Pansy? I wasn't paying attention." Stabbing another piece of bacon, he tucked the strip into his mouth, chewing carefully. That amused expression still riddled his features, fingers dancing across the amulet's crest.

[lotsa_horcruxes]

Family friend. There is a reason as to why family is the 'other' F-word.

This was a Malfoy, after all. Even in Tom's own time, he had dealings with that particular clan of Purebloods. They were as connected as they were affluent and it would surprise him muchly if Draco did not have Slytherin house wrapped around his finger.

We are in Hogwarts, aren't we? There will be classes soon from what I recall. Tell me then, has the Chamber been re-opened?

It wasn't a subtle question at all on the outside. The horcrux had claimed to be Salazar's so it would make sense that it would know about the chamber. Yet, what the horcrux was truly after was the fate of his first brother. He had been created as the third and the fates of the other two mattered to him in knowing just how things were to go. If he had to expect his original self to join him or if he had to wait all the longer until his first two brothers had run their course.

[xprincess_pansx]

She sighed softly and looked at him from the corner of her eyes. She titled her head and pouted a little before throwing her arms around him in a tight embrace. “Drakie!! I’m sorry. Please forgive me!” she begged nearly close to tears. “You know that I didn’t mean to make you angry.. Drakie. So do you forgive me?” She looked up at him and batted her eye lashes accompanied by a small smile of hope. She knew that he would forgive her. He always has in the past, so what was to stop him now?

[dm_slytherin]

Draco was concentrating, once more, on the locket's words, his fork shifting the food around his plate as if he had no appetite. Then, he found himself clung to, Pansy's arms wrapped around him like a vice.

Coughing, Draco's eyebrows raised to her overwhelming show of public affection. When he looked at her, she was giving that upsetting puppy-dog look and he had to roll his eyes. "I would forgive you . . . If I could breathe."

Turning his attention back to the locket, Draco mumbled a string of words--seemingly to himself. "Yes. The chamber was re-opened five years ago. Potter was all glory and fame . . . For destroying a bloody book." Draco snickered, shaking his head. "Honestly. If Potter's excited about a diary . . . Imagine how he'd be in my shoes." He displayed affection toward the locket, knuckles brushing the surface before he placed his hand in his lap. Cearly, the only form of gratitude he was willing to express at the moment.

Then, he focused once more on the girl beside him, offering a friendly--if it could be called that--smirk in greeting. "I assume your summer--or the parts you had without me--were to your liking?" He reached for the jug of pumpkin juice at the center of the table, filling his glass before taking a healthy drink and continuing with his food. Merlin, it was good to be back.

[xprincess_pansx]

She let go of him with a nerviness giggle and squeaked out a simple, “sorry”. She propped her back straight with a pleasant cheerful smile. All was well between the two again. Easy as that. She scanned the table looking for something that would catch her eye. She licked the corner of her upper lip with utter joy when she saw the jam, that was just what she needed. She took a quick glace at Draco while she reached for a piece of toast. She pondered for a second of why he was so attached to the locket. But in a slit second she realized that if she had the locket she would have been the same way. She simply shrugged it off and commenced spreading the much loved jam accosted her toast.

She was in the middle of chewing her fist bite when he had focused attention on her once again. She quickly finished chewing and swallowed, all the time trying to thing of something that, in between spending time with him and daily owls, that she hadn’t told him about yet.

“It wasn’t all that great. Aside form all of the coming out parties and such.” She looked thoughtfully remembering that Draco was there and that she had pulled him into a waltz. “But.. you where at most of them. I know! I was at a garden party that my aunt was holding and I ran into Viktor Crum. He was their visiting my cousin Roderick. I guess they are friends form school.” She sighed realizing how boarding her life was without Draco around. “What about your summer. Did you miss me when we where apart?” She gave a small giggle and scooted a little closer to him.

[lotsa_horcruxes]

More than the sewers miss their blowholes, dear one, the horcrux muttered within Draco's mind.

The casual tone hid the anger buried just beneath the surface. His brother was dead, destroyed by Potter.

Potter. Potter.

He would pay. If this person still resided within Hogwarts, he would pay. Silently and carefully, the horcrux pried through Draco's thoughts once again in movements so quiet, that it would be impossible for Draco to tell what the horcrux was doing.

Harry Potter. Thoughts of Potter came quickly to the horcrux. An enemy. One that killed...

Ah, yes, this was what he so wanted to attain. Such a treasure trove of information and so easy to absorb. He went quiet while he digested each bit of information.

[dm_slytherin]

Draco was listening without interruption to the way Pansy's summer had been, casting smiles intermittently throughout. When she asked if he missed her, he opened his mouth to reply just as Rafe's voice rang through his mind. Accidentally, he spoke what he heard. "More than the sewers miss their blowholes, de--" He cut himself off, realizing exactly what had happened. Eyes wide, he sent as best a glare as he could to the locket. "Blasted thing's in my head!" He was sure that the entire of Slytherin House turned to look at him in that instant, Draco simply shrugging as if it were a normal occurrence. "Sorry. Weird Sisters and all that nonsense." And they bought it.

Draco couldn't help the slight snicker that escaped his lips, tilting his head back to Pansy. "Honestly, I think we saw enough of each other over the summer that it was rather hard to miss you." He patted her on the shoulder, much like he would do with any of his male classmates before returning his attention to his plate. "All in all, it was quite interesting, what with certain . . . Activities." He took another sip of his pumpkin juice, glancing across the hall at the Gryffindor table. Bloody Hell . . . Half an hour until breakfast ended and the 'Golden Trio' still hadn't shown up. Draco found himself praying to whatever God he believed in that they would all be late and award their house a deduction of massive points. He chuckled at the thought, placing a fork-full of eggs in his mouth and chewing contently.

[xprincess_pansx]

Munching happily on her toast she blinked at the though of sewers and blowholes. She paused for a moment to think about it but it didn’t make sense to her. Not knowing if what Draco had said was good or bad she shrugged it off assuming that it meant that he missed her a lot.

Along with everyone else, Pansy looked at Draco. Confuted at first to what was going on. Then the mention of the ‘Weird Sisters’ made things clear, perhaps it was lyrics to a new song that she hadn’t herd yet? She reached over poring herself a goblet pull of pumpkin juice and took a small sip glaring across the table at the other students.

She was too consumed in his affection to realize it was just a pat. She would have been irritated if any of her other friends had done that. But Draco was different, he was Draco. She had been attached to him ever since she could walk. She always knew he’d be great and she wanted to whiteness it. That and he was her first friend ever not to mention she was bloody freaked in love with him.

[lotsa_horcruxes]

There was nothing for the horcrux to say and he would much rather stay quiet. He had gotten away with inducing Draco to say one thing and it was best not to push the boy too far. Why lay all the cards out on the table when it was his survival that was so necessary?

So he merely kept his mouth shut and watched.

And waited.