The Attack
The Reason XIII
The Attack
Ok I couldn't figure out how to start this chapter right so tell me what you think of this way to start it.
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Draco looked into the eyes of his opponent. Just beyond them were the lake and the Forbidden Forest. They were standing in-between the two closest trees to the lake. He had already battled and won a total of 6 opponents. Everyone from fellow students to Order members, to Deatheaters and Aurors were fighting today. He and his opponent circled each other scowling. He thought back to what had all happened on this spring may-day.
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He had been sitting at the Slytherin table eating breakfast the previous day when it all really started…
"Hey Draco! Did you hear there was an escape attempt that almost succeeded in Azkaban today." Blaise yelled across the table. His eyes grew to the size of a walnut.
"What!?" Draco yelled.
"It's all here in the Prophet-" Draco snatched the Daily Prophet out of his hands before Blaise could even finish his sentence.
The unsuccessful attempt at a breakout will certainly up the security of Azkaban. It is the closest attempt since 1773 when Denser Helsin was being held there. And of course the only known mistake of an escape would be Sirius Black- only a couple of years ago. The following list are of those known involved in some way with the close encounter:
He-who-must-not-be-named- Still under research
Lestrange
Rookwood
Dolohov
Malfoy
The list and article went on to talk about how it occurred. Draco didn't care about that. He was excited and unset about this information. He was his father after all. But he still was a Deatheater and someone forcing him to do something he didn't want to. But he was family so Draco was naturally overjoyed in that respect. It was like when you are playing Quidditch and you just have to catch that snitch to win and then out of no where the other seeker flies in front of you and catches it. You are happy that you almost made it but at the same time mad at yourself that you just couldn't make it all the way.
<Bloody Hell> Draco thought
<That is sooooo not good!> Flamae thought back.
<Well in a way it is. It means my father will be coming home soon.>
<Your father ok. Your father- Deatheater-LUCIOUS MALFOY- bad- very bad.>
<Hey!>
<Well I mean if he really was a great person and all why is he there in the first place?>
<Because he is what he is and he is a bad person but he is still my dad!>
<Yea whatever.>
"Can I have my article back Draco?" Blaise asked impatiently. Draco shoved in his hands without even looking at him.
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His opponent all of a sudden said, "Come on Draco. I love to dance, but make a little more interesting for me. Please?" He sneered at them and continued the think of what happened that very day…
<Oh My God, OH MY GOD,OH MY GOD> Played over and over again each time quicker and louder in Draco's head It was only 6: 30 in the morning and already his thoughts weren't his. Waking from his slumber he tried to roll over and forget the noise in his head but it was not a sound you can just tune out.
<Bloody Hell woman!! What could you be doing at this hour to wake me up with your repetitive noise?>
<I dunno… MAYBE BECAUSE THERE ARE A THOUSAND AND SO PEOPLE AND, AND THINGS COMING TO ATTACK OUR SCHOOL AT THIS VERY MOMENT!>
<What the!> Draco bolted up from his bed only in resulting in bumping his head on the bed post as her scrambled out of bed. "Crap." He said as he held his head in the palm of his hand.
<Good going smart one!> Flamae thought to him.
<It's not like I did on purpose you idiot!> Most people were still in bed in his dorm...most? Crabbe, Goyle, and Zabini were gone. <I wonder where they are. They are all my closest friends…> they were also the ones who he knew had the closest connection to the Dark Lord.
Not too long after that teachers started getting the prefects and waking the rest of the school as well. Preparation was needed as quickly as possible.
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"Are you scared?" Draco asked his opponent.
"You wish."
"Ah, you didn't answer the question." Draco smirked and sent the first spell of the duel into the mix. "Petrificus Totalus!" The enemy dodged it quite easily.
"Can't get rid of me that easy. You must have forgotten what happened last year. No need. I'll remind you."
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Another flashback rolled in his mind like an old filmstrip. This one took place only a few minutes ago. When was battling a younger Hufflepuff…
He shouted a stunning spell that the Hufflepuff surprisingly deflected.
<Draco of all of the rude things you have done this is very high on the scale- lower on yours because you are you but still. Of all the people you could battle you choose a less fortunate Hufflepuff. He is only in his 3rd year! Are you heartless.>
<Flamae- SHUT UP! He was the one to choose to be involved. If he didn't want to fight he would have stayed in the school. Now for like the fifth time stop defending all of my opponents! It is getting rather annoying.>
<Well maybe if you weren't choosing to be on that side I wouldn't have much to criticize on!>
<If I wasn't on this side you would criticize how I dressed.>
<Maybe and that brings up a point I meant to say. Your outfit doesn't match.>
<Thank you fashion police but I don't care. Are you even fighting or just annoying me?>
<I am so fighting!>
<Yea, sure.> With that Draco rolled his eyes and shot the final spell of their duel to the other person. <Happy? Now I'm not fighting him any more.>
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The opponent shot a stunning spell at Draco witch he dodged. "Ah, yes last year you dodged that to but can you dodge this?" The bat bogey hit Draco in the face. "That would be a no. See you later." She turned around just as he did the counter. He to advantage of his positioning, and shot a stunner at the red haired opponent.
"Yes, Flamae. See you later."
SO what do you peoples think? TELLL ME!! What is the use of thinking it was good or bad if you don't tell me? I know it is short but this chapter was begging to be uploaded.