Chapter 38: Draco's New Future
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. IT BELONGS TO JK ROWLING.
A/N: Read, enjoy, and remember not to take either life or my writing too seriously.
Molly Weasley examined Draco thoughtfully.
"Well now," she said. "You can never have too many children in a family."
McGonagall muttered something under her breath.
Mrs. Weasley continued cheerfully.
"A bit of hard work around the garden, cleaning the house, feeding the chickens—he'll fit in just fine."
Draco exploded.
"I will NOT live with this—"
Suddenly his mouth filled with soap bubbles.
Molly calmly lowered her wand.
"Absolutely no foul language."
Draco coughed helplessly as the soap continued to refill his mouth until he nodded in surrender.
When she cleared the charm, Draco asked desperately,
"Are there any other options?"
Dumbledore nodded.
"Well, Azkaban remains available."
"I'll take Azkaban!"
Draco was allowed to remain at Hogwarts only two more weeks before being removed from school because his tuition payments had stopped.
Lying in his dorm that night, Draco suddenly had an idea.
His Nimbus 2001 broom.
If he sold it, he could support himself for months.
But then he remembered.
The broom was still at Malfoy Manor.
Meanwhile Sirius Black had been exploring his newly purchased home.
Malfoy Manor was enormous, fully furnished, and packed with expensive items.
While exploring Draco's bedroom, Sirius discovered the Nimbus 2001 stored in a closet.
He immediately claimed it and spent the afternoon flying happily over the estate.
Later he realized he might need a house-elf to help manage the massive property.
Preferably not Kreacher.
Around the same time, Millicent Bulstrode had decided to change her life.
After years of being mocked for her appearance, she spent the Easter holiday undergoing extensive magical medical procedures designed to reshape her body and features.
The process was painful and expensive, but when she finally looked in the mirror she saw someone new.
When Millicent returned to Hogwarts, many students barely recognized her.
She briefly spoke with Harry and Hermione before sitting at the Slytherin table across from Draco.
"Hello, Draco," she said.
He blinked.
"Do I know you?"
"You could say that."
When she revealed her identity, Draco could barely speak.
She simply smiled and walked away.
Millicent's new confidence changed everything.
She eventually became friends with Fred and George Weasley and helped them with their pranks.
Through them she befriended Ginny and Neville.
Later she met Charlie Weasley while helping with the twins' shop.
By her twenty-third birthday, Charlie proposed to her.
Millicent happily accepted.
Meanwhile Harry received a letter from Sirius.
Sirius invited Harry and Hermione to spend the summer at Malfoy Manor.
They immediately thought of the perfect house-elf to help him.
"Dobby."
The elf appeared instantly.
Soon Dobby and Winky began working at the manor.
Harry and Hermione spent much of Easter break visiting Sirius there.
Harry also decided Hermione should visit her parents.
With Dobby's help they traveled to the Granger home.
Meeting Hermione's parents as her boyfriend made Harry far more nervous than facing dragons or dark wizards.
Mr. Granger later invited Harry into his study for a private conversation.
"What are your intentions toward my daughter?"
Harry answered honestly.
"I want to make her happy for as long as she'll have me."
The answer satisfied Hermione's father.
Eventually the Grangers even invited Harry to stay the night.
Back at Hogwarts, Draco attempted one final attack on Harry and Hermione.
Using clever spells and the invisibility cloak, they turned the situation around.
Draco ended up sliding down an enchanted staircase and crashing directly onto Professor Snape—completely naked.
Peeves began composing a song about it immediately.
Shortly afterward Draco was escorted away from Hogwarts.
His destination:
Azkaban.
Bellatrix Lestrange greeted him with unsettling enthusiasm.
When she found candy in his trunk and ate it, she accidentally transformed into a giant yellow canary.
After returning to normal, she was extremely annoyed.
Draco quickly realized sharing a prison cell with his unstable aunt was going to be a very long experience.
It took Draco Malfoy many hours to fall asleep that first night in Azkaban. The feeling of his aunt's naked body against his wasn't horrible, but the fact that she hadn't brushed her teeth in over thirteen years made the situation extremely unbearable.
Finally, when he did fall asleep, he found himself having one of his best erotic dreams ever. His betrothed, Pansy Parkinson, was naked with her body wrapped around his body. The feel of her beside him was intoxicating. He'd dreamed of that possibility a long time, but Pansy never allowed him to touch her body.
As he caressed and fondled her naked form, he remembered the nightmare he had previous to this dream of a whole school year at Hogwarts being ignited, trampled, ignored and sent packing to Azkaban. He let out a long sigh as his eyes fluttered open. It took a few seconds before things came in to focus. 'Why are there bars…' His eyes flew open as he realized the nightmare had been real. He then looked down and realized he had one of his aunt's breasts in his hand and he realized that, in her sleep, she had put her hand down his pants and had a firm grasp upon him.
"AAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHH!"
Bellatrix Lestrange was lost in a wonderful dream. It had been a very long time since she had slept with her husband. Being locked in Azkaban with the dementors stealing all happy memories also prevented her from dealing with the needs that developed.
Physical needs, coupled with a lack of mental ability to deal with those needs, had left the witch quite frustrated and insane. But this dream was so real. She was draped over her husband and she knew that, finally, her needs were going to be satisfied.
Shortly after she had reached for her husband's privates and wondered why they had shrunk so much, she was awakened by an ear-splitting scream.
As Bellatrix opened her eyes, she found her nephew trying desperately to get out of bed as he continued to scream. Unfortunately for Draco, Bellatrix still had her hand firmly wrapped around his smallest appendage. Then again, with so little to hold onto, it didn't take much squirming to get out of her grasp.
The memory of that morning and several similar ones were added to the worst memories of Draco's life. As the dementors glided past their cell several times each day, he had to relive those memories. It seemed like all of the memories he was forced to relive over and over happened in the last school year.
After two months in his aunt's cell, Draco remembered that Molly Weasley had said if he changed his mind, he would still be welcome there. After a desperate plea to the warden, Draco was allowed to leave Azkaban and move to the Burrow.
For the next few years, he led a haunted life. The ghosts that lived in his grey eyes from his short stay in Azkaban terrified many people away. Even the thought of any naked female made him run away screaming. His arrogance was reduced to ordering gnomes around in the garden and even they ignored him.
Tragically, it all came to an end only three years later. Shortly after Bill Weasley moved back to England and married a nice young muggle-born witch, they invited Draco to come live with them. After years of living with Molly Weasley, he readily agreed. Unfortunately, as soon as he stepped into their house with his few belongings, a black glow erupted from his body and he slumped over dead. The long-forgotten oath he took so many years earlier in Dumbledore's office about never willingly living with a non-pureblood family took his life. His obituary was only two lines long.
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