- Rating:
- PG
- House:
- The Dark Arts
- Characters:
- Draco Malfoy
- Genres:
- Angst Drama
- Era:
- Multiple Eras
- Stats:
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Published: 12/28/2002Updated: 12/28/2002Words: 857Chapters: 1Hits: 454
Fooled Again
Galen DarkRoot
- Story Summary:
- Torn between the world of deceptions and that of honesty, will Draco find redemption? Or will he betray the trust of his new found friends?
- Posted:
- 12/28/2002
- Hits:
- 454
- Author's Note:
- Special Thanks to Josh Lucas, for letting my use a verse from his song, titled, "Fooled Again".
I don't know when I strayed from the paths of righteousness. Maybe, I never tread upon them to begin with. Now that I have to choose, I don't know if I will ever find redemption.
I have always lived my life accustomed to take what I want. Never have I had to beg for anything. It was this spoiled upbringing that made me into what I am today, a bitter youth, disenchanted by the reality of life. How can people who have less than I, be happier then I will, possibly, ever be?
I have never known love. At times I think I never will. I have never had a true friend. My envy for Potter's and Weasley's friendship is overbearing. Why had he chosen him over me? I should be Harry's best friend. But I am not. Instead I make them hate me.
Then, there is the 'mudblood', Hermione Granger. She despises me most of all, I have inflicted emotional wounds to that girl. It's not even that I don't like her. It is more the fact that I want to like her, but what would my father say? He'd probably kill me. My mother would disown me, and want nothing to do with me anymore. But would that really be so bad? Would death and abandonment be worse than the life I lead now? I do not know.
Now I have been given the chance to make up for my past mistakes. But my will falters. I do not believe there is any good inside me left to make the right choice.
"Once again Mr. Malfoy, what where you four doing in the Forbidden Forest this late in the night?" demanded Professor McGonagall.
Potter had already told her of what they had discovered. How Lord Voldemort was planning to overtake the forest, and have the vile, foul creatures that dwell there join him to overthrow Hogwarts. How they had gone to find Firenze, to warn him. How they battled against the Death Eaters, with the help of the centaurs. How because of them, Hogwarts was once again safe from the dark powers of the Dark Lord.
"We've already told you Professor..." cried out Hermione.
"Ms. Granger, I asked Mr. Malfoy. He does not need you to speak for him." McGonagall replied sharply.
Professor McGonagall knew that I would do anything in my power to get Potter in trouble, she did not, however, know of the sort of trust that had formed between us as we struggled to defend the school and our lives. He could see Ron scowling at him, as if he suspected that he would betray them. Hermione's eyes pleading with his, to tell the truth, and Harry just looked, his face set, awaiting Draco's answer. This would determine whether or not I will be accepted, whether I will finally have real friends, and whether I had the guts to stand against my father.
His mouth opened slowly to speak. His cool eyes downcast, staring at the patch of grass crumpled under the heel of Professor McGonagall. "I knew they were up to no good, so I followed them. I know I should of gone to one of the Professors instead of going after them, but I thought that if I turned them in it would win Slytherin some points." The lie spilled from his mouth so fluently that it would seem that he hadn't thought twice about turning them in. Ron's mouth dropped in disbelief, had it not been for Professor McGonagall's stern glance, he would have pounded Draco's head into the ground. A tear rolled down Hermione's face, she knew they had broken one to many rules and that might be the end of them at Hogwarts. Harry looked at Draco, with pity he could see past the cool exterior of Malfoy's face.
Inside he was being torn in half, I am nothing more then what you thought me to be Ron. Hermione's tear burned in him like a hot poker, but it was Harry's stare of disappointment that really hurt him the most.
Once they were dismissed, Professor McGonagall escorted the Gryffindors to their dormitories, as Snape took Malfoy. As he undressed and got ready for bed, his mind churned, poring over the events of that day. Even though Harry risked his life to save my life...I still betrayed him. He climbed into bed and covered himself with his bed sheets, and looked up at the dark stone of which the room was made of. His eyes filled with tears that began to stream down his face. It was then that he realized that not only had he betrayed his friends, he had betrayed himself.
So you think I'm fooled again? Did you really think this pain would end? Take two steps back inside your head. Doesn't it seem so far away from here?
These thoughts ran through his mind as he stifled his cries, so that his fellow Slytherin would not hear him. Between the time of his betrayal and the rising of the sun, Draco Malfoy fell asleep. Dreaming uneasy dreams. Haunted by the consequence of his mistake.