Harrygroanedasherememberedtheasadeofwaterthathadbeenusedtodraghimfromhisbedstweek.

“—andyouneverknow,maybeSnapewillwanttoanelsstodaytoo.”

Nothing.

“Sorry,mateyouaskedforit.”

AndHarryyelpedasoldwaterfloodeddownontopofhim.

Draoalsowashavingahardtimegettinghisownselfdowntobreakfast.Hiswasnotasleepproblem,nohehadgottenupashealwaysdid,andhadgonethroughhisnormalmroutine…hiswasadifferentsortofproblem.Adreadkindofproblem.HehadawokentohisseondAspetus,whihhadremindedhimthatthiswouldbeahorribleday.AllnighthewassurethattherumormillofHogwartshadbeenhurning,andnowatbreakfastthefigossipHogwartsouldofferwouldbehandedtohimonasilverptter.Well,notliterally,butloseenough.Draoeainedthethoughtofjustnotgoingtobreakfastandappearinginhisgodfather’sssforPotions,theonepewhereheknewheouldfindsomeamountofsympathythism.ButhewasaMalfoy,andMalfoysdidnotarewhatpeoplethoughtofthem…sometimeshewishedheouldhangesomeoftheserules.

“Drao,getup.Youwillnotbete,”hisfather’svoiesoundedontheothersideofthepaintingthatwasthedoor.

“ingfather,”Draomurmured,androssedhisroomtothedoor.Openingit,hefoundhisfatherwaitingforhimasperthenormalmroutine…andforthefirsttimeDraosawhisfather’saura.

Luiussawhissonblinkinsurpriseandsmirked.“Notwhatoneexpetsisit?”

FatherandsonbeganwalkingtowardstheentranetotheForbiddenForestastheydideverym.

“Notreally…it’sred.”

“Imaginemyhagrin,wakinguptofindit’snotjustanyred,Drao.It’sGryffindorred.”

“Ouh.”

Luiusnodded.“Butit’sevenmoreurioustoseehowloselyGryffindorredresemblesbloodred.”

Draofrowned,thinking.Heblinkedinsurprisewhenherealizedhisfatherwasright.TheoloroftheLionswaslosetoabloodyred.Strange.

“It’snotasbadassome,”Luiusommented.“I’dratherhaveredthan…wellyourgodfather’sforinstane…ortheDarkLord’s.”

“Why?”

“Well,yourgodfather’sispurewhite.Notaveryevilaurathat’sforsure,andonethatdoesn’tfithislifestyleatall.AndVoldemort’s…is…pink.”

Draosputteredinsurprise.“What?”

“Notjustanypinkeither,neonpink.”

Drao’sstepswantedtodragthemselvestowardsthedoorstotheGreatHall,butDraowasaMalfoyandMalfoysdidnoteverdragtheirfootsteps,sohewasstukwalkingslowlybutpurposefully.ButMalfoyrulesbedamned,hestoppedwalkingashesawwhowaitedforhimatthosedoors.

“Crabbe,Goyle.Whatareyoudoinghere?”

“Waitingforyou.”

BluntaseverCrabbe,Draothought,butheouldn’thelpfeelingabitapprehensive.Theymightnothavebeenthesmartestbrainsintheshool,buttheyhadbeenhishildhoodfriendsandDraowasertainthat,twoonone,hewouldloseagainstthem.

“Look,Drao,there’salotofstuffbeingsaidaboutyou,”Goylestarted.“Butwedon’tseeadifferene.”

Draoblinked.Thensmirked.“Goodone,Goyle,”hespoke.Yes,theymightnothavebeenthebrightestofthebunh,butCrabbeandGoylewereasloyalasanyGryffindorsonetheyhadpedtheirloyalties.“Shallwegoeat?”

HushedwhispersfollowedDraoashemadehiswaythroughtheGreatHall,walkingintheself-assuredstyleonlyaMalfoyknewhowtoaomplish,ompletelyignwhatwasbeingsaid.Behindhim,CrabbeandGoylegredatanyonewholookedtoolonginthewrongwayatDrao,andtheyhadtheirworkutoutforthemitseemed.

Draowasn’tpayingattentiontoallthatthough,hewassanningtheSlytherintables,notiingthedifferentoloredauras.Reds,blues,greens,evenasilver,butnobk.None.Nothinglosetobk.Well,therewenthisfirsthoieoflifepartner.NotthatDraowaslooking,mindyou,hewasjusturious.

TakinghisustomaryseatiweenCrabbeandGoyle,DraoaughtsightofthestafftableandnotedwithdisappoithatSnapewasn’tthere.Hewouldhaveenjoyedseeingtheprofessorsurroundedbyaseeminglypureaura.

HiseyessweptovertheRavenwandHufflepufftables.Stillnobk.Tonsofyellow,afewdifferentshadesofred,evensomeweirdmixofpurpleandgreen,butnobk.Maybehissoulmatewasn’tatHogwarts?

Deiding,atleastforthemoment,thathissoulmatemustnotbeatHogwartssinetherewereonlyafewhairsleft(twoofthesebeingthehairsarossfromanapple-red-aura-Granger),Draoturnedhisattentionbaktohisbreakfast.TheSlytherinswereobviouslysplitintheirdeisionsabouthim,henotied.Onepartthoughtitwasaoolideatohaveastudentwiththeabilitytospearanyonewhenangry,evenifitwaswithafeather.Afterall,itwasaniingkindofpower.Theothergroupfousedonthefatthatitwasn’tpurewizardblood.ThetwohalvesoftheSlytherindefinition,itseemed.Lukily,mostofhisnormalgroupofompatriots(suhasBise,Pansy,andNott)wereinthefirstgroup.

BreakfastwasamealthatalwayswentbytoofastinDrao’sopinion.EspeiallyonaMonday,andthisMondaywasnodifferent.ButasDraostoodtomakehiswaydowntothedungeonsforPotionsaflikerofapartiurauraaughthiseye.Ebonybk.Aperfetdupliateofhisownaura.Drao’seyeswidenedasheregisteredwhothataurabelongedto,andblinked.Theworldinstantlyswithedfromglowytonormal,allaurasdisappearing,leavingonlythatpersonsittingattheGryffindortable.Potter.HarryPotter.HehadonlyseentheauraforaseondbeforehisAspetushadstopped,but…wasitPotter’s?Draosuddenlydidn’tlikethissituation.Hedidn’tlikethisatall.

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