Inside My Mind (A Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Interlude II

Malfoy Manor, Unplottable Location, England, Great Britain

Tuesday the 20th of July 1993

6:00 PM

"Draco…dear are you going to join us for dinner?" Narcissa Malfoy asked her son. Draco looked up from his perch near the fireplace in the library. His hand froze where it was and he stood up and stepped in front of his little project.

"No, Mother. I may be able to join you a little later but not at the present time" Draco said, rather formally. Narcissa frowned but didn't push her son. Lately, he'd been distant but that was only because he was a teenager. She remembered becoming distant from her parents around that time.

"That is acceptable. Your father will be in here later to speak to you" Narcissa said before sweeping out. Draco turned back to his little project and he surveyed the fearful rat.

"Come here" Draco commanded. The rat cringed back and started squeaking. Draco growled and swiped the rat from the ground and stuffed it into the pocket of his robes. His face showed disgust as he walked down the hallway and into the dungeons.

Draco made sure that no one, not even the house elves, would find him. He couldn't have that happening. No one could know about the unnatural gift he had had since he was six years old. And he was going to keep it that way.

As he walked into the dungeons and walked into a deserted cell, he smirked as he looked around. He knew exactly where he was. This was where they used to house the rebels from the Order of the Phoenix.

"Come out little rat" Draco coaxed in a delightfully cold voice. He smirked in victory as the rat slipped from his pocket into his hand. Draco squeezed lightly and a little giggle slipped from his lips when he heard the faint crack. He could feel the life leaving the vermin in hand. The simple rat fell limp in his hands and Draco dropped it on the floor.

The Malfoy Heir moved his hand and the rat suddenly stood at attention. Draco sighed in ecstasy as he felt the familiar Dark magic rush through him. He waved his hand and the rat began marching around the room. Another giggle escaped Draco and he bit his lip.

Malfoys didn't giggle they cackled.

And so that was what Draco did. Lucius' eyes widened as he heard the wild and crazed cackling. The Lord Malfoy changed his course from the one to the dining room and he walked down the stone steps and into the dungeons.

He stopped in front of the cell his son was in and he watched as Draco directed the rat with one hand. In fascination, he almost took a step closer.

And he knew his son was going to be great. For he was the Claimer's Son.

Number 19, Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, England, Great Britain

Friday the 30th of July 1993

11:23 AM

"Mum!"

"Yes, Hermione, dear?" Maya Granger asked as she began to make lunch. Hermione rushed in with an envelope of parchment in hand and an owl flying after her. Maya couldn't help but laugh as she stared at the familiar snowy owl.

"Hedwig just brought this! It's from Bella. She wants to know if she could come over through the Floo, later" Hermione said, excitedly. Maya smiled at her daughter's enthusiasm. Bella was her best friend and they always had fun together. It might be good for Hermione to have a friend over.

But…

"Does she know about your…condition?" Maya asked. Hermione glanced at Maya and nodded, rubbing her arm. Maya's eyes narrowed in disapproval when she was reminded of the tattoo sitting on her daughter's arm.

"She knows. I told her. Ron and Professor Dumbledore know too. And so does my Head of House and Professor Riddle" Hermione said. Maya's cheeks held a light blush as she remembered the charming Professor Riddle. Hermione grinned, cheekily.

"Bella won't take too kindly to you blushing over Professor Riddle" Hermione said, as she sat down and helped herself to leftover bacon. Maya raised an eyebrow and looked over at the girl.

"And why is that? He is her…magical guardian, wasn't it?" Maya asked. Hermione tilted her head and she grinned.

"Yes but that…that expires once she's 17. We're legally adults at 17 and if I think about…I'd say that Bella's got a bit of a crush on Professor Riddle, and…and what makes it better is that she doesn't even know it!" Hermione laughed. Maya chuckled over the fact.

"I can see that. He's a…very attractive man. And quite charming as well" Maya said. Hermione nodded but very pouting her lips in thought.

"He's a bit of an arse, though" Hermione commented. Maya looked at her daughter, sternly, through her urge to burst into laughter.

"Language. So, what do others think of Professor Riddle?" Maya asked, genuinely curious about the mysterious Professor Riddle. Maya always heard about the other professors more than him and she wondered why.

"Well, Gideon Weasley, who has the biggest crush on Bella, used to hate him. But then he gave him ten points for embarrassing Bella. And all the girls think he's handsome. I guess I could see that. But no one's brave enough to actually speak to him or interrupt him when he's speaking. Except Bella. And I, on one occasion" Hermione said. Maya nodded in understanding.

"And that occasion would be the day that Bella got sick off of magic, you said?" Maya asked. Hermione nodded, confirming her mother's question.

"Yeah but, that year's over with and I hope this year will be calmer so I can just focus on my exams but…knowing Bella Potter and her 'luck', probably not."