Begining
Draco woke up excited and restless, the reason being that today he would be the day he would finally get his wand!!
Sure he had owned one before- but that almost made it worse, he felt incomplete without it. Silly considering he had never touched a wand- at least not in this time-line.
He was different now, so maybe his wand would be different too? Where he once was bratty, spoiled, rude, evil(?), awful and oh so many other things he was less proud of.
He was now humble, polite, respectful and a known genius!! Really all his parents could have ever asked for. And it was a good feeling, being someone he could be proud of.
”Young master Draco must go up now!!” Said Dobby who came from out of nowhere. Startled by his sudden appearance he just asked how much the clock was. It was almost 11
”Thank you, Dobby. I will be right down in a minute.” He said softly and gave a small happy smile. The elf disappeared as fast as he came and Draco walked over to the mirror, his personality was not the only thing that changed.
His hair was all the way down to his feets, even when he wore it in a high ponytail, not that he did that very often. His skin was even paler than before- which really, shouldn’t be possible. His eyes were still gray but he had a pink glow to them, and he dressed in white more often than not. He was happy with the visual changes, it kind of represented how he had changed as a person. Oh yeah, another thing worth mentioning was that his hair was no longer platinum but just straight down white.
The hair was pretty recent actually, he’s known to be a genius when it comes to potions and was invited to a competition in France as a judge.
One of the competitors' potions exploded and left Draco with a strange side effect, his hair turning white. Not that he minds all too much, white was a nice color, but the poor girl who made the potion was disqualified.
That said, he had to hurry if he didn’t want poor Dobby to be sent up again. He put on a white robe that had white fluffy fur on its hood and then he walked down to greet his parents.
”Oh, Draco there you are. I thought I would have to send up the houself again.” His father greeted in a slightly disinterested voice. Don’t misunderstand, his father does care, in fact his dad loves him. And would no doubt spoil him rotten- if Draco allowed it that is. However, lately his father has been busy trying to kick Dumbeldore out of school, and simply didn’t have time -as much time- for him.
Earlier in his life he thought the only reason he tried to do that was because his father did not like the man. But now he knew better.
”I am not going to let Draco attend a school run by a crazy lunatic!! Narcissa! He’s very existence at the school is going to put our son in danger!”
That was what his father had told his mother two months ago while they thought he was asleep.
His mother had answered that she would not let her child go to a school outside of the country unless they moved there- which his dad actually seemed to consider at one point. Fourtnualy, he instead settled on trying to get Dumbeldore removed instead.
”Draco, if you’re ready we will leave for Diagon Alley now, alright??” His mother said
”Yes, I'm ready. Mother, did you mean what you said about a pet??” He asked, his mother had promised that was allowed to bring any animal of his choice. His mother did not really want him to leave and she decided that he could have a familiar/pet with him so he wouldn't feel alone.
”Of course Draco, now let's get going then” she used apparition and teleported both of them to the diagon alley.
He walked into madam Malkins alone, his mother had dropped him off while she did an eran for his father. They would meet up at Olivanders as soon as he was done.
He was halfway through his fitting as the door opened to reveal Harry Potter, and finally, he could make a change. He knew he wouldn't be able to stop the war- but maybe he could keep his family out of it.
He looked curiously at the boy trying to figure out what to say, he thought that maybe Hogwarts was a good place to start. It was a pretty neutral thing to speak of so he probably could not offend anyone.
”You’re going to Hogwarts??” He asked, he already knew Potter was but it feels more polite to ask and hear his own answer.
”Eh yeah I am…. You too?” Potter answered
”Yes, yes I am. I really look forward to seeing what house I'm in.” He said, he actually did, he still wanted to be in slytherin, if just because it was his past house but he also thought another house could be interesting.
”Ehhh….. excuse me…. Houses?? I’m sorry I don't know anything about it. I just gotta know i’m a wizard yesterday” what. In the world.
”Uh, was I not supposed to say that….?” Potter said, sounding a bit nervous. He was not going to lie, it took him a hot second to figure out what Potter meant.
”Oh! Sorry that wasn’t it! I was just not expecting it- which is worrying because it’s totally normal to not know about your muggle born or even a halfblood.” Now, Draco obviously already knows Potters not muggle-born, but Potter hasn't actually told him his name yet so he has to pretend. Which kind of makes him feel stupid since hes acting oblivious about facts he already knows.
”Oh…. right i never told you my name…. I’m Harry, Harry Potter.” Potter said and smiled
”Well nice to meet you Potter, my name is Draco Malfoy” he said with a bright smile and did a little bow with his head. It feels weird talking so friendly to Potter, but on the bright side- he didn’t freak out. He was actually so confused and freaked out the first two months. Luckily he was a newborn baby at the time so his parents didn’t notice- thank god. Now he just needed to become his friend
”Nice to meet you Draco- oh sorry, is it alright to call you Draco??” Well that was quick…. Draco was unsure if he wanted Potter to call him so familiar but at the same time it feels great to be called something other than Malfoy. And he did say he wanted to become his friend, so in the end Draco smiled and said ”oh don’t worry it’s not a problem. I even think I might prefer you to call me that…. It feels nice, more like I am my own person ....”
”Dear, you’re done now!” said Madam Malkins and he hurriedly made way for her so Potter could finally get his own robes fitted.
”It was nice to meet you Potter but I must meet with my mother. Maybe we will see each other on the train??” He said. He was almost out the door when Potter said ”I really hope we do”
”Mother!” He called, and his mother looked up from the shopping bags that contained whatever his father had sent mother to buy.
”Oh, Draco darling, did you get your robes finished?” he nodded and it wasn't long before they headed into Ovlivanders shop.
”Another Malfoy I see, I’m sure I can find you something, just give me a moment” he said and hurried away despite not having heard a single word from them.
”Is he-”
”Yes Draco, he’s always like this”
After about 30 seconds Olivander came back with three wands.
”Begin with this one please, 11 inches, fir wood with unicorn hair core.” Two bookcases fell down the moment he touched it.
”Nope”popping the p, he said as he more or less tore it out of his hand.
”Let's see…..Ah, 10 inches, Hawthorne and dragon string”……… HE ALMOST GOT GLASS SPLINTER IN HIS EYES!?!!!
”……11 inches, Yew wood and thestral hair…. I….. i think it may suit you quite well…” he said and handed him the wand.
At once he felt a warm feeling spread through his whole body and the world somehow…. Seemed brighter? Well, he was right about new personality, new wand….. But a thestral? What in the world was that- The black horse who could only be seen by those who- well seen death.
”WONDERFUL! I almost thought that wand was going to outlive even me, you see. That wand has been in the shop for almost 450 years now.” Ollivander said, sounding almost ecstatic.
The wand was 450 years old? Did that mean it would be easily broken?? Olivander seemed to sense his worry and reassured him that not even time could break a wand, only mistreatment.
He was sitting alone in his train compartment when the door opened to reveal… Neville Longbottom.
”Is it alright if I sit here??” He asked unsurely, Draco himself was lost for word, he did realise he would meet Longbottom eventually but he did not think he would share a train compartment with him just yet.
”Why yes of course, I was almost afraid I would be lonely for the ride” he said softly while smiling.
Longbottom seemed very relieved by the fact that he was welcome. He had learned that being aggressive would get you nowhere so sometimes it was just better to accept and adapt, plus…. Longbottom was nice after all so it couldn’t hurt to try and befriend him…..
”My name is Draco Malfoy, nice to meet you. I hope we can get along” he said
”Nevile Longbottom, I hope for that too, you seem nice…” he said quietly as he sat on the opposite side of Draco. ”Do you like herbology?” Longbottom asked after a while, Draco knew it wasn’t until their 5th year that Longbottom had become a genius with the subject, but he guessed the boy always had to have some kind of underlying interest in it.
”I do, i work a lot with potions so herbology is pretty high on my list, i guess you like it since you brought it up??” He replied easily
”Yeah i-…. I kind of do” Longbottom said vaguely
”You realise you don’t have to be nervous, do you. I asked because I actually want to know '' he himself replied and Longbottom started rambling, occasionally he would apologize for it but it was actually pretty fun to hear about herbs when the one to speak was as passionate as Longbottom
It took two good hours before Longbottom stopped.
”What’s wrong?” He asked when he noticed Longbottoms face becoming pale.
”MY FROG!!!!” He exclaimed and stood up starting to look around for said frog.
Frog? That feels familiar….? But where from???- oh right Longbottom had a frog named Trevor!!
”You have a frog?” He asked sounding as of he didn’t know what Longbottom was talking about
”Yeah! His name is Trevor, my grandma gave me him!!” Longbottom exclaimed, Draco looked around for a while before saying ”You do realise you could have put the frog in the animal carriage??” Longbottom looked at him in bewilderment ”there is such a thing”
”Yes, I put my own animal there,”he told Longbottom.
”….”
”……., i go see if he’s gotten to another compartment…” Draco said, earning a thankful nod from Longbottom who still looked as if he questioned his very existence.
He checked almost twelve compartments before a girl- Granger, stepped out of the door he just was about to open.
”What are you doing?” She asked suspiciously
”I’m helping Longbottom look for his frog, he was apparently not aware there was a separate carriage for animals, so he unfortunately lost him-the frog, i mean” he said calmly while Granger looked intrigued
”I don’t remember anything about an animal carriage from Hogwarts: a history, are you sure such a thing exists??”
”I’m quite sure yes, I clearly remember leaving my own animal in it, and it’s quite the recent addition, Hogwarts: a history is 30 years old mean while the animal carriage has only been around for 20” He explained as Granger looked surprised at him.
”The book is 30 years old?? Are-…. Do you recommend any more recent books??” He was aware he still need to find Longbottom's frog
”Yes, I must , however excuse myself- i was looking for a frog if you recall…. The name is Draco Malfoy, you can give the book back later” he said and handed her a book he summoned from his trunk with the help of accio.
The girl stood dumbstruck before ”wait I help you look for the frog! My name is Hermione Granger!!”
”And I suppose you want me to teach you the spell in return?”
”I was hoping for more book tips but that would do as well”
Granger took the compartments to the right and he took them to the left.
”Oh….Potter,” He said upon noticing Potter and Weasley. ”Draco! I didn’t see you on the train….”
Potter exclaimed halfway looking like a kicked puppy. Meanwhile Waesley just looked between Draco and Potter in disbelief before sigh, then he said
”Trust famous people to know famous people…”
Well, now that Weasley said it…. But it really wasn’t that much of a deal….. Sure he was a bit famous but nothing mind blowing.
”Wha-Draco you’re famous!?!?!” Harry asked looking incredibly surprised
”Ah-well….”
”YOU DIDN’T KNOW!?!?? I brushed you not knowing you’re famous as you being humble- But Malfoy!?!?? He’s like- He’s-” Draco decided that was quite enough from Weasley and interrupted him- oh god, his mother would kill him if she ever caught wind of that.
”Thank you, enough of that- i was actually looking for Longbottom's frog…. Or well, I do think he meant a road but anyway.”
”….A frog…? No we haven’t seen a frog” Potter said, looking like he expected something else from his mouth. Weird- anyway.
”Oh, well thank you anyway, please let me or Granger know if you find him” and with that he left.
It took them a good two hours to find the damned frog- like a frog should not be that freaking slippery. The rest of the trip was spent teaching Longbottom and Granger Accio…..Longbottom is a lost cause…..
”Silence! Please be quiet until I get you…” Professor Mcgonagol said she looked briefly at Longbottom ”You may be wise to use this moment to pif you’re selfs up. This is a very important day of your life after all”
Wow….poor Longbottom
He was talking to Granger minding no one but his own business when a kid suddenly made his way to the stairs- the same way he publicly humiliated himself the first time around.
”I heard that not one but two celebrities decided to join this school and feel the need to come
see it for myself” The kid said looking down at the them before going to Potter
”I’m Emin Helvi, i think you would find my friendship much more giving than that blood traitor there, he’s of the wrong sort if you catch my meaning”
”…I think i can tell the wrong sort by myself thank you”
Okay this was kind of pathetic, like it hurt to watch this- oh right…. That was him the first time, ouch- no wonder people didn’t like him….
”Well i hope you won’t come to regret that decision, Young Lord Malfoy-” He began as he slowly made his way over to him
”- I hope we can at least be friends, i quite admire your ability with potions, and i’m quite sure you have the same abilities regarding spell work”
”I do hope we can be friends- but I would rather see you work on your attitude for just a bit. I do not like the idea of someone's worth being decided based on one's birth ....”
The boy- Helvi, looked livid and then he took a step forward. What was he-
He fell to the ground feeling a burning sensation on his right cheek
….What
…..Why
He put his hand on his cheek as if to soothe the pain
Then he noticed it had become very quiet and the tension was heavyin the air.
He looked up to see everyone glaring at Helvi
”WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!?”
Yelled Theodore Nott, one of his best friends, as it turned out many of his friends were actually uncomfortable with going around calling people mudblood and blood traitors. And just didn’t want to be the first one to say anything.
”He’s a blood traitor!! That’s why!” Helvi answered
”He’s not a blood traitor he simply has a brain, maybe you should try it sometime” Pansy Parkinson said earning a nod of approval from Balsie Zabin.
”Damned blood traitors, all of you!! What have the purebloods sunken to?!?” And honestly this made no sense…
A few people made sounds of agreement and honestly? It was disgusting that some even dared to agree
”Malfoy, are you alright??” It was Longbottom who asked and now he was trying to help him up.
”Oh yeah sorry, i kind of zoned out” He said awkwardly rubbing his neck, taking Longbottom hand.
”I really am curious as to why you slapped me however. I thought I was talking politely, and I did say I would accept your friendship if only you would reconsider your attitude….” He said taking on the look of pure innocence-
He may be a bit nicer now, but he has not grown out of bending situations, and why should he? It's useful. Besides he was not entirely faking, just exaggerating, he was actually a bit curious… There was no reason to slap him, he was polite and well spoken about his problem….
Helvi didn’t get the chance to answer before professor Mcgonagol appeared once again.
”Students! Follow me!-…. Malfoy…. what happened to your cheek?”
”Nothing you have to worry about professor, i assure you”
”….well…. Very well, if you insist on that…. Also is it maybe time to consider cutting your hair. It seems most impractical…”
”……Professor…. I’m afraid I'll die before I cut my hair ....”
"Oh you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!"
Well if that wasn't dramatic then he didn’t know what was….. On the other hand they should let the hat have this at least….. Must be terribly boring being a hat….
He didn’t really bother to listen to the others' sorting ; he already knew where they would end up and while Helvi didn’t go there last time, even a bilnde person could see he was a slytherin….
”Draco Malfoy!!”
He confidently made his way towards the hat, his aura of elegance, grace and confidence made all eyes turn his way and it was as if the walls themself seemed to hold their breaths.
”Mhm…. A time-traveler? Quite the while ago I met one of those…. A great mind… and so high expectations… what do you think, boy?”
The hat spoke in his mind sending chils down his spine
”I believe slytherin would make me too antagonistic to help… Besides, I already learned all I could from them…. It would be pretty boring if everything stayed the same, don’t you think”
He though so only the hat could hear him
”Oh no, don’t misunderstand, I see no reason to put you there…. You no longer fit…. But you will come to see that your actions will change this world. It won’t be the same as the first time no matter what. Because every action changed something and will continue to do so…. With that in mind, where do you think you will be placed?”
”……i think i will be where i’m suited to be…”
”Then it can only be…..-
-RAVENCLAW!!”
(Thank you for reading, I will update when I feel like it or have time, I hope you like it and if so comments are appreciated( also… do you think this was a bit rushed and i should slow down or should i just…..write?) Love Arista)