Inner Demons // Draco

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Please have mercy, you’ve unnerved me, I don't deserve this pain Do you suppose I earned it? Do you not see how I’m begging on my knees? Don’t speak, don’t breathe. You bring out the devil in me It was still early for the Charms class, but a little flock of students had already assembled in front of the room, lowly chatting with each other. Amongst them was Eirian, excitedly letting herself being filled with the usual emotions at the beginning of the term: curiosity for what would be awaiting them, excitement about new things to learn, and content to so far staying true to her various schedules. These were completely logical sentiments, after all, at least for a girl such as Eirian, so she wasn’t even too troubled about it. Holding her book close to her, she was immerged in a lively conversation with Padma Patil and her sister Parvati, who told her about their holidays. Eirian liked the twins very much, though sometimes it was hard to get a word in edge-wise when the two of them were sticking together. With Padma, Eirian had shared a dorm ever since them both being sorted into Ravenclaw, and she remember the annoyance all too well that had followed the seperation of the twins. But then, the Sorting Hat probably knew best, and while Parvati and Padma looked so alike you could confuse them easily, their personalities were quite different. “And what have you been up to over summer?”, Padma finally asked, which brought a smile to Eirian’s face. Her summer had been wonderful, a full two months of being at home, surrounded by the people she loved most. If it hadn’t been for her grandfather’s ghost, who still haunted the rooms and warned her of the Grim, taking every opportunity to harass the girl who was away for most of the year, she would have been thoroughly happy. Seriously, he had never been a nuisance while still living... but being foretold his own death and then dying in a fire that no one had any idea of how it had even started, must have really shaken him to the core. She had tried to talk to him once, getting some information out of him, but he refused to speak apart from the muttered warnings and sighs. She really could have done with a more intelligently acting ghost, like for example those who were living in Hogwarts. Apart from the Bloody Baron maybe, they were always up for a little chit-chat... ever assumed you aspired a conversation with a ghost. “Well, we had quite an interesting group of visitors for about three weeks”, she explained. “Relatives of my mother’s from Hawaii. The thing is, it was some cousin of hers and their children, and since my mom’s muggleborn, we had to act like a ‘normal’ family all these three weeks. Well, I was not allowed to use magic anyway, but getting pre-studies done and explaining why on earth I had an owl as a pet was quite a challenge, I tell you.” The twins laughed and gave approving remarks, while Eirian re-adjusted her bag and took a quick look about at the ever growing mass of students. “I’m just glad my family’s ... so easy on that aspect. We loved the challenge, even Alice played along, and there was no odd word thrown in as to having to keep up appearances. I’d know quite a few families where they wouldn’t even dream of acting like that. But seeing both sides of a coin is such an enrichment, if you ask me. So much to learn!” © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY KATE VOEGELE OUTFIT: HERE | 566 WORDS | NOTES: Hope that’s okay

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[keely]

you heard that i was trouble ,
BUT YOU COULDN'T RESIST
J U S T T A K E A B I T E L E T M E S H A K E U P Y O U R W O R L D
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It was beyond early, to the point where the sun had barley even risen and Draco was already wide awake. He hadn't slept again, but what was new about that? His sleep schedule was fucked, he was suffering from severe insomnia and later tonight was the quidditch match; meaning that he wasn't going to sleep any time soon. And because it was game day, that also meant that he had to buckle down, had to form plays and had to see if the team would practice a bit before the game was going to take place. Being the team seeker meant that he wanted to make sure that Gryffindor didn't win. He wasn't worried they were playing Hufflepuff and Hufflepuff was never a team that he worried much about.

He had slunk out of the dungeons and walked towards The Great Hall, he was somewhat hungry which was unusual for him, but something that didn't bother him much either. The Great Hall was always open and he knew that there would be a few lingering students that stayed up all night studying, or the early birds that rushed to eat so that they wouldn't have the morning traffic. Though he didn't have to worry about it, there were only a few Slytherins that were actually awake - probably a few first and second years that hadn't gotten into the habit of sleeping in and doing whatever they wanted.

The breakfast looked delicious, it didn't take him long to place the food on his plate and begin eating. In about ten minutes he had finished everything and the plate disappeared as it normally did when one finished eating. He sat upright, taking a sip of the orange juice that was infront of him; his gray eyes lingered, just watching the new commotion that was beginning. It was barely seven o'clock but there were already people beginning to chatter loudly. These were the times that he was most thankful for being in Slytherin, all he had to do was look at the culprits and they shut up rather quickly. It was far too early for their bullshit and their talking, they shut up he was thankful.

He sighed, taking his stuff and realized that he was already running late for Charms. Honestly he didn't care, he'd get there when he got there and that was that. The pale blonde in his eyes was bothersome as he walked down, only to realize that Eirian and the twins were talking. "Really stuck with you idiots again." He sneered, walking towards the back of the room. This was going to be a bullshit class, why was he here? Because he had to be, but he really didn't want to deal with the fellow Ravenclaws. Normally they didn't get on his nerves, but Eirian was afraid of fire and that meant that if she did anything she'd be sorry.

There was no point in them talking, he hated the twins because they were always talking and didn't know how to shut up. It was just pointless being in class and having non-purebloods surrounding him. He was already feeling sick, it was awful.

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for who? Eirian
notes! Hope it's alright hun<3

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Please have mercy, you’ve unnerved me, I don't deserve this pain Do you suppose I earned it? Do you not see how I’m begging on my knees? Don’t speak, don’t breathe. You bring out the devil in me Eirian had just finished her tale, when she heard a very familiar sneering voice making a rather unqualified comment. Of course, it would be Malfoy, still not having learned how to behave reasonable in Hogwarts after all these now six years. He still thought himself high above the rest, just because he claimed his blood to be pure and his father to be some bigwig in the Ministry. Well, in Eirian’s eyes, there was something really depreciatory and unneeded about people who defined themselves by what they were, and not by what they could do. As far as she knew, Draco Malfoy had yet to show any brilliance to justify his loud a sneering mouth. Add that to him being quite a bully, together with his even dumber sidekicks Crabbe and Goyle, and you could maybe understand why Eirian’s patience with him was short-lived. But maybe he was an especial prick today, because he thought they would easily win the Quidditch game later against Hufflepuff? Well, Eirian surely knew where her loyalties lay today, even though she usually didn’t have much against Slytherins. It would be unreasonable to fall prey to the same mistake as them and lump everyone together just because they were sharing a House. Not all Ravenclaws were stuck up smarties, not all Hufflepuffs were slow, not all Gryffindors were brave and even though it was tempting to think that way, not all Slytherin’s were mean idiots. He, however, had long since stated he belonged to that category, and Eirian had long since given up trying to be on good terms with him. The odd comment about her mother being muggleborn didn’t face her much, since she knew it was idiotic to think that way, and idiocy should not elicit too much emotions. He simply was not worth it. She would not stand for being called an idiot though, that was one of the few insults that really caught Eirian’s attention and were needing correction in her eyes. ‘When the wise head gives in, the dumb heads rule the world’, said a common saying, and right noe Eirian was really in no mood to let this slide. “See”, she said to Parvati, rolling her eyes in Malfoy’s direction. “Just what I was talking about. I don’t think he or his family would even be able to do it.” Then she raised her voice a bit, and called over to Draco: “Careful who you call idiot today, Malfoy.” After all, it was not the Slytherins who were faced with a brain teaser every time they wanted to enter their common room, and when they couldn’t solve it they were stuck outside until someone came who COULD solve it. Suddenly Eirian had a very amusing picture in front of her inner eye: The area in the dungeons where the Slytherin common room was turning into a camping ground, because simply no one could find out the real meaning of the riddle. Walking slowly towards her own desk, Eirian felt in the mood for a little demonstration. Normally, she wasn’t one to humiliate people, and she really hated being mean, but some people sometimes just called for it. And anyway… she wasn’t really being mean, right? She just would show him in a perfectly logical way that he was less of a braniac than he might think. “If you are this smart, why not solve this riddle for me? ’Some will use me, while others will not, some have remembered, while others have forgot. For profit or gain, I'm used expertly, I can't be picked off the ground or tossed into the sea. Only gained from patience and time, can you unravel my rhyme?’” Behind her, she heard Padma whispering something to Parvati, perhaps the answer. Padma of course would know, since she had been faced with the same riddle yesterday and had solved it without difficulty. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY KATE VOEGELE OUTFIT: HERE | 647 WORDS | NOTES: Haha loved it!

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[keely]

you heard that i was trouble ,
BUT YOU COULDN'T RESIST
J U S T T A K E A B I T E L E T M E S H A K E U P Y O U R W O R L D
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Draco knew that he was the best, well he thought he was, and that's all that really mattered. As long as he held himself up high then no one could get him down. Of course the young man had a lot going on, especially during his sixth year where he really didn't know what to do with himself. He just knew that everyone should keep their mouths shut and get on with their lives. It would have been a far more interesting class if Crabbe and Goyle appeared, but they were probably still sleeping or out finding more food in The Great Hall. It was funny really, he knew most of the time where his friends would be. They loved to eat that was for sure. He'd have to go off and find them later, they were his shoulders to rest on and when he had issues, they were the ones that understood. They were his 'friends' they were the ones that would follow him till the end, that was something he loved about the two goons that always seemed to follow him.

Normally he was excited for the games, he was more of a prick towards everyone during game time but that was to calm his nerves. Instead though, he just didn't really care much about the game; he knew that Slytherin would win. Hufflepuff really wasn't as forceful as the other teams - they were a bit timid and it seemed as though they were afraid to get hurt or something.

Did he think that the group she surrounded herself was with idiots? Yes, because all they did was gossip and try and start things with other houses. It was annoying and he hated whenever both twins were in class. Plus having Eirian with them made him even more irritated, because she just got under his skin. It wasn't a smart idea to piss Draco off, not even when it came down to talking shit about his family. When he heard Eirian spoke, he watched her and thought of a way to torment her. Of course he remembered her fear of fire, but right now he wouldn't do anything - he'd keep his wand within range and would probably use the spell if she did more to encourage the others to get on his bad side. His parents were far from stupid, they were intelligent and knew how to get things done; so why was she talking shit? Did she have nothing better to do then stand around with the twins talking about him. "I think that's a threat there darling, so please enlighten me." He snarled, she wasn't the brightest bulb in the box today and the fact that she thought that he could be manipulated was surely an idiot way of thinking.

The fact that she was growing a pair was sure enough to make him smirk, he figured that he'd end up pissing her or the twins off and that just made things more interesting. Now that he had someone to bother in this class there would be no issue with him getting up and coming in. It was a simple equation, he wanted to piss off Eirian and he'd do it everyday that he could until they both were no longer in Hogwarts. It was an amazing plan and he was proud of himself for thinking it up.

When she asked him to solve the riddle he watched her for a few moments, did she really think that he was stupid? "Wisdom," he said after a few moments. Before smirking at the twins that looked at him in shock. He knew quite a few things, just because he was smart didn't mean that he had to go off bragging about it to everyone and their mothers. "You done making an ass out of yourself?"

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for who? Eirian
notes! Pure awesomeness!

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Please have mercy, you’ve unnerved me, I don't deserve this pain Do you suppose I earned it? Do you not see how I’m begging on my knees? Don’t speak, don’t breathe. You bring out the devil in me Confrontations… really not how Eirian had expected her morning to look like, but now she seemed to have gotten herself into it. And with Draco Malfoy no less! One part of her brain, the very reasonable one, told her to be the wiser head once more and just step back, leave his bloated head in the false convictition that he had won this one… but sadly the other part of her brain that was highly competitive and sometimes just wanted to win something just to WIN it, seemed to be stronger right now. Parvati and Padma however suddenly didn’t seem so interested in the face-off, and began to talk lowly amongst each other, just once in a while throwing glances at the Slytherin boy and Eirian, who was now thinking hard on what to say next. She had not really insulted or threatened his family, now had she? But someone like HIM, so proud of his family and everything that went with it, would probably take anything as an insult that wasn’t part of his narrow world view. Well, if anything Eirian would not lie. She would tell him honestly what she had meant with her remark, and if he found offense with it, then that wouldn’t be her fault. From her side, it had been a perfectly logical and almost non-judgmental remark, since she just couldn’t believe someone like Draco ever foregoing his pride of being a wizard and pretend to be something he hated most: muggles. He probably wouldn’t even be able to do it… she couldn’t quite imagine he knew how muggles functioned. Frowning at the word ‘darling’, she responded: “Just a logical observation, nothing more, Malfoy. I was talking about your family not being able or willing to pose as muggles, even if the discovery of magic depended on it. Because you are too uptight to ever be willing to associate with those who know not magic and maybe learn from them. I for one had a very pleasing and enlightening summer.” Alright, hands down, she had really not expected him to solve it that fast. Well, the answer she had been aiming for was ‘knowledge’, but wisdom went down the same road and could also be considered the answer. She hadn’t had to think on that long either, but his swiftness surprised her still. Oh well, maybe he had known it before? Riddles were always easier to solve once you had made the connection for the very first time. “Well, what’s the saying, every dog has its day”, she gave a nonchalant shrug. “And… sorry, didn’t want to steal your role there, as ass of the class, won’t happen again.” Alright, now she was being usually snarky, but frankly, Eirian didn’t like being beaten at her own game. She really had thought a riddle might shut him up, but he just seemed to have more of it coming. Hopefully the class would start soon. He wouldn’t be so aloof then, when he found he couldn’t do the spells as well as she did. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY KATE VOEGELE OUTFIT: HERE | 504 WORDS | NOTES: the war is ON

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