Passed Around Dark Lords

48

"Tom is really taken with you, you know," Orion began, and Draco could not quite help but roll his eyes. Of everything, that was so obvious. Why the current Black heir felt the need to point that out? Well, Draco was not entirely certain, but pointing out the obvious seemed to be something commonly done among those in this time. Abraxas had done this, that Avery heir had done so, and now the Black heir as well?

"What of it?"

"You would be wise not to incur his wrath, he is not exactly known for his mercy, Draco," Draco turned to stare at Orion. It may seem almost...dumb, but Draco was almost certain that this was the first time that the teen had used his name...and it was rather surprising that THIS was the situation he decided to do it. Perhaps he had said his name before, but Draco spent most of his time ignoring Orion, and focusing on Tom, considering he was the more dangerous one. Needless to say, Draco was a little bit miffed, and it clearly showed on his face.

"Thank you, for your ever so important concern," Draco winced internally by how sarcastic his voice was, but some habits are just too difficult to break. "However, I must insist that I know just how volatile Tom is, and I also am fully aware of how to navigate that type of violence, but I do thank you for your...unneeded concern. Still," Draco tilted his head slightly, grey eyes storming into Orion's. "I appreciate your warning." Orion seemed suitablly chastised, and rather embaressed at Draco's words.

"I just do not want you landing yourself into a situation that you cannot get out of." Draco scoffed. A bit too late for that. "I am serious, I know it may not seem that big of a deal..."

"I think," Draco's voice was low and angry, his back stiffening at the audacity. "You will find I know just how dangerous and big of a deal my situation is. Thank you, though, for once again attempting to warn me, however your concern is not needed, nor appreciated in this anymore." Draco's eyes flinted dangerously, and Orion finally backed off, having realized that Draco was getting more and more angry. He did not need Tom on him because Draco was in a vile mood when he came back.

"I see I have clearly overstepped, I apologize." Draco once again rolled his eyes, the apology was so aristocratic in nature it almost made him want to laugh. His own apologies often mimicked it, but it was rather interesting to see it addressed towards him...again, because it had been quite some time since he had been given an apology of that nature, though he was quite familiar with them. For whatever reason his time in the Muggle london seems to have affected him negatively, if he was getting so exasperated over things like that. It did not bode well should he manage to find his way back to his own time. "I am curious, though once again, forgive me if I overstep."

"If you want forgiveness before you have even said anything, I do not believe it wise to attempt to continue the question." Draco's eyebrow was raised, and he gave Orion a slightly warning look. He did not want to answer any questions, did not want to have to deal with navigating political grounds right now. He may be good at it considering his father, but that did not mean he always had the energy for it. He did not revel in it like his father did. Then again, his father loved to see people scrambling to appease him, and more than enjoyed tormenting those that he deemed below or lesser than him. In a way Draco could understand, he liked the control that he got from being above someone, but he also felt sick to his stomach more often than not especially if he accidenty pissed off his father in the meantime. The sheer livid nature of his father after the Hypogryff incident was terrifying. Draco was almost certain that Lucius had intended to rebreak his arm to show him the error of his ways...luckily he did not do something that drastic, though it was not necessarily beyond the realm of possibility. If he was not at Hogwarts, who knows what Lucius would have done, but luckily he managed to use the incident and quickly forgot his anger.

"That may be true but..."

"I really do not care what you have to say," Draco stated, his arms crossed against his chest, glaring at Orion in annoyance. "I think you will find I am simply not in the mood for chit chat. Why don't we just sit here, and wait for Tom to return? I think that way we don't have to worry about annoying each other with useless drivel."

"I...very well," Orion agreed solemnly. It was clear that he was not fond of the idea, but had no other bearing to stand on. Draco felt victorious in a way that he had not felt in a long time. Orion should really keep his mind to himself. One of these days Tom is going to catch him trying to sly up to me, or warn me over something, and he is going to flip out. I definitely will not want to be there at that time, though so far it would seem that he is far more cautious than Abraxas, though I suppose that in itself is not exactly surprising. The Blacks are more paranoid than the Malfoys, and always have been. Though, they are much more prone to insanity at the same time...Draco could not help but think of his Aunt Bella when he considered the Black Insanity. It took his aunt, it took his uncles, it took his grandparents, and it took everyone eventually, as far as Draco was aware. Though he was not sure how much of that was truth, and how much was not. Still, it seemed fairly legit, and so he could not help but wonder when it would take Orion. It took everyone, after all.

Draco really did not want to think of it. If he thought of it then he was forced to consider himself, considering he was from the family. Would he go insane? Would he know if and when he did? Shaking his head to dislodge the worries, he stood and grabbed his quill and parchement. He really did need to begin to report to Grindelwald. After all, he had already been paid and sponsered by him, it would not due to wait too long and potentially anger him.

So far Grindelwald had not been as violent as his Dark Lord, but Draco knew better than to test him. It would be the beginning of his end, and Draco had to say he much preferred being alive and well to tortured or dead. Voldermort had no qualms about punishing failure, or lateness, and Draco was definitely not going to test this Dark Lord and see if he was the same.