EDITED ||Aight it may be edited but that doesn't make it any less shit lmao. I honestly think y'all'd be better off reading one of my other Drarry books (like "What If" or "Thestrals and Thunderbirds" They aren't awesome but I can guarantee that they're better than this piece of shit||
Draco's P.O.V
"So what do you say? Friends?" I held out my hand. He paused and looked at the Weasley kid, who subtly (not so subtly) shook his head. The raven haired boy turned back to me.
"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks."
My heart sank down to my shoes and my ears started to burn, but I covered my disappointment and humiliation with a classic Malfoy smirk and walked away.
For the rest of the evening I snuck glances at him. Stupid Potter. Stupid me. I'm a Malfoy, why would Harry Potter want to be my friend?
I glared across the table at the back of his head. Unruly jet black hair fell in his face as he reached across Weasley for another roll. When he sat back down he brushed it away, revealing emerald green eyes and a lightning bolt scar.
"Draco? Draco!" I blinked and looked around.
"You totally zoned out for a minute there." Pansy giggled. Pansy Parkinson, a tag along brat who thought only of herself and money. That went for most of the people who called themselves my 'friends'. They were more like followers really.
The hair on my neck raised. Someone was watching me. I slowly looked up to see that Harry was staring at me. My heart skipped a beat and sped up. His face twisted into a sneer and he began jeering at me across the hall, others followed suit until everyone was yelling, no. Screaming at me.
I woke up in a cold sweat. It was just a dream. A horrible dream.
I had the dorm room to myself, as it was winter break and I had decided to stay at Hogwarts under the pretense that I was planning for my task. For Voldemort. And now I had these dreams, taunting me. Starting off with what really happened and morphing into what felt like happened. At least to me.
Halfway through my sixth year and I still dream about him, covering up my feelings with menace and hatred. Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid!
I lay back down on my bed and closed my eyes. I drifted off to sleep again, waking the next morning to the bleak winter sun streaming through my window.
I heard an insistent pecking on the glass. An owl.
Swinging my legs out of bed, I padded over to the window and unlatched it. I stroked the feathers of the small owl and untied the letter from it's foot.
Halfway through reading it, I sit back down on my bed in shock. It's happening.
Dearest son,
I have been informed that the dark lord has decided when you are to strike. I am so sorry that this responsibility has been put on you and If I could take this burden off your shoulders I would. I have been told that I must give you a message and it is this: When all the students are back at school and classes have resumed we have been given information stating that Harry Potter will begin work on finding what will kill the dark lord. Dumbledore is helping him and if he is not dealt with soon all will be lost. Your instructions are thus, after midnight Dumbledore takes a stroll up to the astronomy tower. You must follow him and do what you have been told.
Please forgive me, I only wish that you didn't have to endure this. I must finish now, your father is coming. The best of luck my son, I love you.
Mother
Merlin's beard. I was going to have to do it. I was going to have to kill Albus Dumbledore.
Hey guys! This was my very first book so please be understanding.
EDIT: I'm in the process of editing my chapters! At the top of every chapter that's been edited it will say 'EDITED' pretty simple, yeah? Thanks for reading!
⭐️⭐️⭐️Edit Edit: Y'all i finished this book like,, almost four years ago now?? i haven't been posting anything for well over a year and a half at least but y'all r still reading this shit?? wack. anyways i'm actually in the process of creating my own comic ;))))
but man i was in a shit place when i wrote this. i mean im still in a shit place but it's slightly less shitty and it's a different kind lmao. i came out as trans ftm, dropped some toxic friends, successfully auditioned for multiple high level orchestras, and, most importantly, got a bunny :")
anyways thanks for sticking with me and even though this entire book sucks lollllll
luv ya
~Orchestral Beats

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