Spider-Man
Who did this guy think he was? Blowing up Hogwarts like that.
Draco put the hood of his hoodie up, pulling on the string until only his eyes were visible. The mysterious bomber laid eyes on him then, pointing at him with certainty. Draco dodged with a swift back flip, landing perfectly on the wall.
"Hey, you need to watch where you aim those, you might hurt somebody!" Draco joked, climbing the walls and dodging their attempts at bombings as they tried to get closer. The attacker continued to carelessly blast the surroundings.
Draco shot his webs, making the bomber lose his aim slightly,
Finally, the handsome yet evil man threw Draco against the wall. Draco felt his head spinning;a throbbing feeling made him almost faint, but he held onto consciousness. The last thing that Draco saw before his vision went black was the back of the bombers head as he leapt out the window.
Shit, he let the bastard get away. "Hey, bug boy, you okay?" He heard a voice from behind. Draco swiveled his head around and saw Potter running towards him with his two friends by his side.
"I'm a spider, duh!" Draco scoffed, "And yeah, I'm fine." He brushed the dust from his legs and shot a web at the broken window which the bomber had escaped from. He had better places to be than conversing with a Weasley, a mudblood and Potter.
Maybe Draco should be nicer so that he didn't raise suspicions, or maybe not. He did need a badass hero name, though. Maybe spider-dude? Or spider-boy?
After around an hour of searching, there was no sign of the bomber, so Draco defeatedly sighed and removed his hood. He slid down the nearest tree and collapsed onto the floor. How could he save anyone? He was just rude Draco Malfoy. Suddenly, for whatever reason, the words which his father said to him shot into his mind. With great power, comes great responsibility. The last look he saw of his father was glassy eyes and bloody lips, but the last memory was his father's words to him. Draco pulled himself to stand, looking at the darkened sky and taking a deep inhale.
He turned and began walking towards the school, slightly discouraged but also somewhat inspired to help protect the school and town from future villains.
Once Draco made it back to the school, it was a little after Dinner, so he headed for the great hall. He had made sure to leave his hoodie in the forest, fix his hair and try to act normal, but there was a cut on his forehead that slightly gave him away.
When he walked in, a few heads turned, but not too many. One of them was Potter, who had parted lips and was wiping gravy from his chin as he inspected Draco. The blonde boy ignored this and walked towards his friends instead, sitting with Theo and hissing in pain as he moved his leg over the bench.
"Where the fuck did you go?" Pansy questioned, a mouthful of mashed potatoes slurring her speech.
"Places," Was all Draco came up with, "I got caught up in the attack and some super awesome guy with a really handsome voice came and saved us." Maybe Draco was overdoing the self love, but his confidence was clear enough to anybody with an ego. After all, who wouldn't be obsessed with themselves if they were Draco fucking Malfoy?
"Handsome? Potter said his voice was high and whiny." Blaise smirked, cutting into a comically large piece of Turkey.
"It certainly was not," Draco shouted, defensively, causing a few people to stare. He didn't feel too hungry, so Draco ate only a spoonful of mash and a few peas before he got up and headed to bed.
As Draco left the great hall, he bumped into a figure whom he didn't see the face of. They both apologised quickly before locking eyes with each other. Potter stood in front of him, green eyes of what seemed to be disgust looking from Draco's eyes and then to the dried blood on his forehead.
"That spider guy got hit in the same spot, you know." He suspiciously stated, folding one arm over the other. At least he said spider instead of bug, or whatever.
Draco swallowed, he had nothing to be scared about. He subconsciously moved his hand onto the cut on his head, "Crazy." He sarcastically said before leaving through the massive doors and walking past the staircase and down to the dungeons where his dormitory was located.
He dressed into his favourite silk pyjamas, before he sat on the sewing machine and began to sew a red hood from a hoodie into a similar material to the rest of the suit and connecting them. He yawned and switched the machine off, taking the completed suit and hiding it underneath his mattress.
Draco tucked himself into bed and fell asleep soon enough. By the time he awoke, his roommates were snoring in their beds. Theo had an arm and leg hanging off the side whilst Blaise was lying like a corpse in a coffin.
Draco walked into the bathroom and splashed his face with water before walking towards the library. He didn't know what else there was to do except for fighting villains, that was until he realised that people were beginning to officially call him 'spider guy'.
Draco always felt better when clearing his head on a walk in the local town. As a result, he threw on some grey joggers and a grandpa sweater paired with some worn down converse and began to leave the campus. It was only six by the time he left, so not many people were out.
As he was on the path to the town, Draco heard a sudden ear-piercing scream which cut the silence. He hurried towards the source, and saw a woman getting her purse stolen by a petty thief. As he hadn't been noticed yet, Draco slipped off his joggers and shirt, revealing that his suit was beneath his clothes. He slipped the mask on and hurried towards the thief who was still wrestling with the young woman.
Draco shot a web at the thief's hand,sticking it to the tree behind him.
"Robbing a defenceless girl in an empty forest? Pussy move," The thief moved his hands for a gun, but Draco's senses were heightened, so he hurried moved the girl out of the direction of the bullet before it landed, and swung her to safety a further area away. The woman had a phone in her hand which was recording Draco, but he didn't care too much.
Instead, Draco used his webs to stick the thief's other hand to the tree as well, and told the woman to call for authorities.
"Let me go!" The thief shouted, grunting.
"Be quiet," Draco scoffed and shot another web at him, except this one landed on his mouth and made him shut up, "Good boy." He teased with a grin underneath the mask.
The girl, still recording, asked Draco for his name. Her blonde Bob matched her red lipstick which was currently being bitten into by her top lip.
"Spider-Man." Was all that Draco could think of in the moment, it slipped off the tongue like a melody with perfect harmony. The woman squealed and asked for his phone number, but Draco was already swinging from branch to branch and trying to locate where he left his belongings.
Shit, if that video was on the internet, maybe somebody might recognise his voice? Hopefully not, but there was always a chance. Just in case, Draco hurried back to the castle and sat in the Great Hall immediately upon entering, so that when his friends would arrive it would be as if he never left.
Sadly, he was not the first one there, as Luna and Potter and some other random students were already conversing in the middle of the room. Potter gave him a suspicious glare whilst Draco awkwardly hurried towards his table.