Malicious Lullaby
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
- Location
- On my knees, in between his legs.
It was his final year and he couldn't be more ecstatic. He wasn't sure what kind of a person he was turning into but he was liking it. He was staying true to his family, himself and the Dark Lord. He was Draco Malfoy after all. Even with everything that was happening, his demeanor and his confidence never waned. Now was not the time to ever back down from a challenge or let fear cloud his judgment. It was almost like he was a new person but still the same one that many fawned over. Like being a royal in one house.
As always, Draco was sitting with his comrades on the Hogwarts Express to the school. It'd be another dull trip most probably but surely he could find a way to make it somewhat interesting. Sitting there, he leaned against the window, looking out it as his arm was perched up, his fingers over his mouth, that kind of thinking stare. He was clad in his perfectly tailored black suit. Black jacket with a very nice black button down shirt, tucked in with black slacks and leather black dress shoes. Black from head to toe and he was now in possession of his father's cane where his wand resided.
Draco was thinking; what could happen this year that was different from the rest? He knew a lot would but for him personally, what would happen? He solemnly awaited.
A pale hand ran through his very nicely coiffed hair, until a friend of his, Blaise interrupted him from his thoughts. It seemed like there was this tired expression on the very handsome boy. It wasn't he was stressed but there had been a lot on his mind. He just needed something to cool things down. Take his mind off of it for a long while.
"What's it to you Blaise?" He asked in that same and delectable cold tone that he always spoke with.
"Nothing. Just looked like you were worried about something." He said nonchalantly.
"Dont." Snapped Draco, standing and fixing his suit as he did, buttoning up the jacket. "Let it be." With that, he grabbed his cane and his bag and disbanded from his group. He needed time away from them; to simply be alone for the moment because that's what his mind was craving. Solace and solitude, away from all that had been plaguing him. He wanted to think it was all a wonderful destiny but it plagued him; perhaps it's not truly what he wanted but only what his family wanted. Still, he could not let them down. It was like this even the year before. Now, it's what it is and there was no turning back on it. He had become.
Finding a seat in an empty cart, he plopped his bag down and gently leaned the cane in the corner of his seat near the window, the serpent's head glowing with the green emeralds for eyes. It was honestly mesmerizing. Unbuttoning his jacket, he sat down and leaned back in his seat, looking out the window again. It was perhaps the most peaceful, looking out the window, watching as everything passed by them so quickly. It was like life passed by so quickly that he had no idea where it had all gone.
As always, Draco was sitting with his comrades on the Hogwarts Express to the school. It'd be another dull trip most probably but surely he could find a way to make it somewhat interesting. Sitting there, he leaned against the window, looking out it as his arm was perched up, his fingers over his mouth, that kind of thinking stare. He was clad in his perfectly tailored black suit. Black jacket with a very nice black button down shirt, tucked in with black slacks and leather black dress shoes. Black from head to toe and he was now in possession of his father's cane where his wand resided.
Draco was thinking; what could happen this year that was different from the rest? He knew a lot would but for him personally, what would happen? He solemnly awaited.
A pale hand ran through his very nicely coiffed hair, until a friend of his, Blaise interrupted him from his thoughts. It seemed like there was this tired expression on the very handsome boy. It wasn't he was stressed but there had been a lot on his mind. He just needed something to cool things down. Take his mind off of it for a long while.
"What's it to you Blaise?" He asked in that same and delectable cold tone that he always spoke with.
"Nothing. Just looked like you were worried about something." He said nonchalantly.
"Dont." Snapped Draco, standing and fixing his suit as he did, buttoning up the jacket. "Let it be." With that, he grabbed his cane and his bag and disbanded from his group. He needed time away from them; to simply be alone for the moment because that's what his mind was craving. Solace and solitude, away from all that had been plaguing him. He wanted to think it was all a wonderful destiny but it plagued him; perhaps it's not truly what he wanted but only what his family wanted. Still, he could not let them down. It was like this even the year before. Now, it's what it is and there was no turning back on it. He had become.
Finding a seat in an empty cart, he plopped his bag down and gently leaned the cane in the corner of his seat near the window, the serpent's head glowing with the green emeralds for eyes. It was honestly mesmerizing. Unbuttoning his jacket, he sat down and leaned back in his seat, looking out the window again. It was perhaps the most peaceful, looking out the window, watching as everything passed by them so quickly. It was like life passed by so quickly that he had no idea where it had all gone.