The Augurey of Hogwarts

Chapter 2 Part 1

Zadok’s POV

I stood with unblinking eyes and unfeeling heart like I was watching and listening from someone else’s perspective. I wasn't Zadok that was standing there, but someone else in my place. Aunt Cissa- was she even my aunt?- looked pale and it was obvious that what she had said was meant to be a secret. That turned out well.

Who are my real parents?

Why am I here and not with them?

Who are these people I thought i knew?

Who am I?

My thoughts twisted and flew and encompassed my mind in a fury of doubt. So many questions and possibilities swirled around and I hardly felt my feet as they moved to carry me out of the room. I ran and I ran, hardly caring where I ran to. Out, out, out, out. I need out of this house. Get away from these people.

I pushed open the great hulking doors of Malfoy Manor, once my home now just painful to look at. Narcissa’s words echoed around my head, “I remember when you brought him home…”. My breath was becoming labored and it wasn't exactly warm out. In my panic, I didn't even bother to think about my personal health and wellbeing.

I slowed to a walk and took a look of my surroundings. I was in a wooded area, probably the ones behind the Manor that Severus always told us to stay away from. Everything was unfamiliar and I couldn't find my bearings as it was starting to get dark with the first beginnings of night. “Well this turned out to be a great birthday.”

I gave a sigh and decided to sit, my feet were killing me. Dress shoes were not made to be comfortable. I leaned back against the fallen tree that I had stopped at and waited. I had no doubt that they would find me, I just had to be patient.

After a while, I thought I could hear the faint, distant sound of feet racing across the ground. The footfalls grew louder and I stood up in preparation for more company. I watched as Draco and his friend Harry raced towards me.

Of course, he had to bring his boy toy with him. A sneer was forming on my face, growing worse as Draco came closer. “What his he doing here?”

Draco jogged to a stop and Potter settled next to him, much closer than is necessary. The bespeckled raven thought he was discreet with the way he reached over and grabbed Draco’s hands, but I noticed it. “What the bloody hell was that, Zadok?”

“What was that? That was me finally being fed up with all the lies your family has been feeding me for the past eleven years of my life.” I scream. How dare he ask me what my problem was when his mother accidentally let slip that I was adopted. Or did she steal me away from my real family? Merlin, what had happened all those years ago?

I think I’m going to be sick… .

Draco looked confused and his “friend” looked lost beyond rescue. His face was kind of hilarious, but I was in no laughing mood. Did Draco not know why I ran away? Or was it something else that had him so confused? “You didn’t hear what Narcissa said?” Draco noticed that I didn’t add the ‘Aunt’ to his mother’s name, but wisely didn’t say anything.

He shook his head and Potter had a pink tint to his tan cheeks. Whatever had happened between the two boys must have been so distracting that they had not noticed the entire scene. “Harry and I were a little busy.”  That much was obvious.

“We’re best friends, Dray, you’re supposed to be there for me. Is Potter really that much more important then me?” My voice grew raspy, but not from tears or anything so weak as that. The growl that rose from my chest was pure unbridled anger and it was all focused on Draco and his boyfriend Harry bloody Potter. “You blew me off to snog bloody Harry Potter, didn’t you?”