Draco's Vixen
Chapter 1: The peculiar beast
It was a normal day. All right, it was an early Halloween morning during his seventh year. It's hard to imagine yourself leaving a place you called home for so long. It would be his seventh and final Halloween with a large group of children, sheltered from the world and all it's harshness. Sometimes it's reassuring to be ignorant of the world around you. Voldemort was still trying to take over the world, in vain. He had come to realize that if he hadn't done it by now, the man never would. He hadn't joined them, much to everyone's dismay. His father was still trying to get him to 'reevaluate the situation and see what was offered by joining.' All he saw was a bunch of barely decent wizards trying to measure up wand size and she who's was bigger. There was nothing to be gained of it. Once the dust cleared, Voldemort and the Death Eaters will be the ones to fall, and Draco was not about to fall with them. That was his reevaluation, he wanted to live and prosper. He was taught to be better than all the rest. His father never settled for anything less than the best, and punishment had been brought down swiftly because of that damned Mudblood Granger. It was embarrassing watching someone with no background pull ahead of him; he had an extensive background behind him. His father had hit him when he was younger, but as he grew, Lucius had become a bit more hesitant on laying a finger on the boy that towered over him in height and power.
The young Malfoy was on his own, wandering the extensive grounds of the school, trying to clear his thoughts of everything. He tried to keep his mind on simple things; Quidditch, the potions test, how to fend of Pansy, new ways to sneak alcohol into the dungeons, even the upcoming N.E.W.Ts. He wandered close to the Forbidden Forest and stared at it. He had been afraid of this simple wood for so long. There wasn't too much to be said about the forest other than it was simply dangerous. You would wonder why a school was set up next to such a dangerous spot. No one ever got hurt in there, but it was still dangerous. There were more dangerous things in the world than what is in this little forest. Maybe it was to test who would be lulled into the danger and who would stick up to the danger. It was a well-known fact that some of the Slytherins had a sort of initiation in the forest. They would go in just to see how far they could really go, how much they could get away with. The dangerous and evil aura of the place seduced them all. Draco had gone in during his first year, and ran, screaming like a little girl from it. Since then he has snuck in numerous times to prove to the forest that he had grown, that he wasn't the same scared 11 year old. Draco had gone into the forest, deeper than the other Slytherins, he had tasted evil, malice, and sinister thoughts, and he knew them well.
Draco glared at the forest as if to challenge it, to show the forest that he wasn't afraid, because there was nothing more to be afraid of, he had seen it all. Draco gave one last sneer to the forest and turned around to see the first rays of the sun stretch over the lawns. The pale blue sky lit up with bands of gold and orange, lighting the new day ablaze. Movement in the corner of his eye alerted him to the red, black, and white animal that sat to watch the sun rise a few meters away. He raised an eyebrow at the small animal, never in his almost 18 years had he ever seen an animal watch the sun rise. This was a peculiar beast. Draco shifted his weight to the other foot, content on watching the fox watch the sun instead of watching the beauty himself. Alerted to his presence the fox turned its head around and looked at him. It noted that he was there and turned its head back to watch the sun rise.
"You are a brave little creature aren't you?"
The fox tilted its chin higher.
"Your probably someone's pet."
The fox bared its teeth at him and growled, pressing it's ears back in attack mode.
He raised his arms in a defensive manner, and the fox backed down. "All right, All right, so you're no one's pet." He mumbled, "Bloody beast is a Gryffindor through and through."
The fox snapped its head around and looked at him through widened and surprised dark eyes.
He laughed, "Someone should take you out of your misery, before you get shot by one of those muggle hunters. They'll chase you down with dogs and horses, and when they've exhausted you, they finally let the dogs rip at you and then shoot you."
The fox trembled.
Draco pulled out his wand; "At least I can make it painless for you."
The fox growled at him, snapped its teeth then sprinted back into the brush of the forest. "Bloody animal is going to get itself killed." He pocketed his wand and leisurely walked back to the castle to get ready for the day. Deep brown eyes followed his back until he was in the castle.
A/N: yeah I know I should really be working on my other story, but this one got stuck in my head, so I had to write it, cause it's so cute in here. There may be smuttiness after a while, I haven't decided yet