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Draco Malfoy ([personal profile] ferretface_git) wrote2008-12-04 02:56 am

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His roommate never. left. the bloody. compound. EVER. He was always around, always quiet and staring and infuriatingly impossible to rattle. Even Nagini failed for frighten him off, which Draco was certain was a sure sign he wasn't human. Something nasty and soulless, of course. Or worse: Someone brave and pure of heart or some such nonsense.

But this was a special day. He was blissfully alone, Nagini having slithered out to sun herself in all the terrible heat, and his roommate gone off... to do whatever it is those types do. Draco didn't want to think about it. At the moment, he was propped up on a stack of pillows, and while they didn't compare to the down-filled linens he'd of course had back home, enchanted to always stay fluffed and warm, but it was better than nothing, he supposed. He had a heavy tome propped in his lap. An ancient book of black magic, similar to the copy from his father's library which he'd thumbed through multiple times throughout his childhood.

Today, all it did was make him miserably depressed. Not that anyone could tell the difference.

[identity profile] of-badfaith.livejournal.com 2008-12-11 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
"What, did you cry out the memory of how to get to the kitchen?" he asked, arching a brow at her, knowing just what he was risking in bringing up her recent waterworks.

[identity profile] alethioliar.livejournal.com 2008-12-11 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
Lyra sent another glower his way for good measure. Fortunately for Draco she simply didn't have it in her to slap him around a bit just then. Instead, she wrinkled her nose and released a light sigh, almost as if working up to standing again.

"You're not going to change my mind so easily, you know," she said as Pan climbed back up into her lap, his fur a soft comfort along the inside of her wrist. "But I'll leave you to it. I suppose you have earned maybe a few minutes of quiet," drawled as she stood.

[identity profile] of-badfaith.livejournal.com 2008-12-11 08:23 am (UTC)(link)
For one insane moment he actually thought of asking to go with her, but he quickly stifled the urge, more than a little disgusted with himself.

"How generous of you," he drawled, leveling her with a blank look, relaxing to see that she'd at least stopped blubbering.