The Originals | A Draco Malfoy Fanfiction

[02] The Basilisk's Venom

Draco Malfoy and the Basilisks Venom

Chapter 1

What's the Astral plane? It's a charm that separates a person's subconscious from their conscious state. Extremely dangerous and if you do it wrong; both subconscious and conscious state can dematerialise, worse than obliviating yourself. It's rare and unknown... with that said Professor Minerva McGonagall knows all about it. She knows everything, no doubt about it. My name is Draco Malfoy and I was stupid enough to use the Astral charm on myself. I went back in time to try and change the future.

My future and countless orphans, parents and students futures. You see, there was war, it was huge and killed a lot of innocent people. I played my part in the war as the bad guy, now though... Now I'm fighting for the good. I spent a year with my 'enemy' Harry Potter, or as I still find joy in calling him, Scarhead. Got placed in Gryffindor, became friends with people that I never thought would care to give me the time of day and started to really trust people for the first time... in a very long time. I never went through the hardships that Harry went through, but I can assure you that it was never a picnic down in the dark side. I've been through hell and back, I could never say that people got it worse or I did, because whatever a persons going through depends on how they handle the situation.

I met Harry again and he gave me the astral plane remedy that I told him to hold on for 7-8 years. He seemed more than glad to see me, but I had to leave. I had to go back and complete my second year of Hogwarts. I needed to find the Chamber of Secrets... so here I am now. Currently at home researching about the Chamber of Secrets because I never thought to ask the future- present... um... I hate time travel. I never asked my 19-year-old Harry about the Chamber of Secrets. Why? Because I forgot that's why! Stop judging me.

"Draco dear, are you ready to go to Blaise's house?" Mother called. Of course Father wasn't happy that I got sorted into the Gryffindor house but I don't really care. I smiled to Mother and nodded eagerly. I needed to get to Blaise's house and use the floo from their chimney to get to the Weasley household. I ran over to the fire, Mother already knew about the plan and was more then welcome to hide this from Father. I laughed and walked over to the floo.

"Off are you, Draco?" Father called. I cursed under my tongue and turned to give my father a nice innocent smile.

"Yes, I'm going to Blaise's house, Father." I strained out his name and turned to the fire.

"Goodbye," I turned around to see him already walking to the door.

"Bye, Father," I whispered under my breathe. I looked back at the fireplace and walked in. Mother held out the silver clay pot in front of me. I took a handful off the floo powder and shouted Blaise's address. Green flames consumed my body and for a moment I saw Aunt Bellatrix performing the cruciatus curse on me again. I stumbled out of the fireplace and coughed up some soot saliva, violently.

"Oh! Draco! You're here!" Blaise's mother ran over and fussed about me. Mother and her had talked and she know about the plan. Blaise was sitting on the sofa reading a book and eating some gummy snakes. I gave him a shaky wave he smiled slightly and nodded. Right, we still weren't friends yet. That was definitely going to change, maybe not this year, but definitely in some time. "Here dear," she gave me a glass of water with I gratefully took. I stumbled to the fireplace and nodded to Blaise's mother, Mrs Zabini. She held out the pot and I took a handful of the floo powder.

"Weasley's Burrow!" I shouted nice and clearly, I closed my eyes to the green flames and fell out of their fireplace. I lost my footing on a carpet and fell over one the twins.

"Hello Draco!" I groaned and rolled off him.

"You don't look pleased to see us." Wow? How'd you tell?