𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒

Chapter 3

'What the hell?' Draco sat up in his bed, grabbing his wand and casting a lumos spell, trying to comprehend what he was seeing. Every sheet and blanket had dozens of knots tied throughout the fabric. His pillow had large diagonal gashes running across it, as if some ferocious animal had sunk their claws deep into the material; feathers coated the bed and floor.

Looking around in dismay and confusion he saw small cracks twisting around the wooden posts and headboard of the bed. He checked himself over and could see no injuries, although he curled his nose up at his own sweaty smell. He was a bit disappointed in himself for falling asleep with his robes on, something he had never done before, and now they were wrinkled and damp.

It was still dark as the Slytherin dorms, being in the dungeons, had no windows. Draco carefully opened his bed curtains and peeked out, his eyes adjusting quickly to the gentle light of the fluorescent moss that coated the dorm walls and he shut off the lighting spell from his wand. Everyone else was still in bed and asleep from what he could hear of the deep breathing and heavy snores. He could see nothing else amiss anywhere else in the room and wondered again what the hell had happened to his bed and why he hadn't woken up if someone had done this kind of prank. 'I wonder if someone slipped me a sleeping drought.'

Draco cast a repair spell and everything went back to how it should be. He then crept out of bed and headed towards the shared bathroom deciding a shower and change of clothes were in order. Dawn would be coming soon and he knew he wasn't going to be getting any more sleep so he might as well get ready for the day.

By the time he came back out, feeling much more refreshed, but still curious as to how his bed had gotten into such a state, Goyle was stirring in his own bed that was across from Draco's.

"Hey," grunted the bigger boy as he watched the blonde come out of the bathroom looking perfect as always. He sat up in his bed and slung his legs over the side, putting his rather large feet on the ground and began to scratch his messy hair.

"Good morning," Draco responded neutrally. He knew he was going to have to keep up appearances in his house so that none of them would suspect that he was planning on running away. He watched as his house mate, wearing nothing more than a pair of gray boxers, stood and began to scratch his balls.

"That's disgusting," Draco complained. "Find somewhere more private to do that and put a robe on for Merlin's sake."

Goyle looked sufficiently chastised and grabbed his robe, flinging it over his shoulders. "Sorry," he mumbled as he walked by Draco.

"Um...Goyle," Draco called out, stopping the larger teen. "Do you know if anyone mucked around with my bed last night?"

"No. Why?" the boy questioned him curiously.

"No reason, never mind then." Draco turned towards his trunk and began to gather up the books that he hadn't unpacked yet.

Goyle shrugged his shoulders and headed into the bathroom reaching behind him and scratching his ass as he closed the door.

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Breakfast was fairly uneventful and Draco felt himself relax as he listened to his friends and housemates banter. He hadn't realized how tense he had been until then.

It seemed like nothing was new on the Dark Lord front and Draco had to wonder if his father had been making things seem worse than they were. Everyone at the school seemed unconcerned as far as he could tell, no different than last year. Even the teachers could be seen smiling and joking. He could feel no extra tension in the room at all.

Just to be on the safe side, Draco decided to buckle down this year in classes. He wanted to learn anything which would aid him in his quest to get away and to hide himself. He was quite interested in learning some good concealing and defence spells. One could never be sure when such things would come in handy.