"You can drop the act now boy."
‘Dear little Lucy was bragging to anyone who’d listen that you were some never-before genius, let's see if he was full of it.’
“Found out so quickly?”
Oh? I thought the stupid blonde was just trying to stroke his ego, but this kid may actually be something. Its like he morphed into a different person, even the surrounding mana feels different now, more serious, sinister. Maybe Lucius was on to something.
“My apologies, Grandmother. I hope you understand, one can’t just show their true colors to just anyone they meet.”
“Indeed, so Lucius wasn't just being a doting parent. I'm assuming you're the one who shut him up?”
“Of course, what kind of moron goes blabbing about secrets like this? It's fortunate that all of his information came secondhand. Was it too suspicious that he just abruptly stopped one day?”
“A bit. Nothing anyone would take note of this day and age. Except for maybe Albus.”
The boy's face faltered for a brief moment. Interesting, does he dislike Albus because of his father? Or has he realized?
“You seem to not be a fan of our heroic headmaster?”
“*sigh* no.... it's just that...”
Spit it out already.
“Everything about him is suspicious. Knowing Grindelwald since they were children, suddenly saving the day right as Grindelwald was about to win. Leading the defense against Voldemort, then his ‘protégé’ is suddenly attacked, and their son somehow survives the killing curse, becomes a savior, then vanishes? Then there's the fact that he's supposedly the leader of the light side but hasn't done anything to actually change things politically either. I stopped looking into him after this though, I know enough to know not to get involved.”
If only you knew.
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The old lady didn't seem too surprised. Does this mean evil Dumbles is a thing in this au? Fuck. I'll need to beef up preparations then. If dimensional travel is really my end goal here, wouldn't the power hoarding, knowledge-seeking wizard boss be the furthest along in spatial research?
“I've decided.”
?
The old bat drew her wand. Is she gonna kill me? Is it ending so soon? Should I have acted the child?
“I Walburga Black, hereby claim Draco Malfoy as one of our own, may the black magic flourish once more with the next generation.“
I'm a black now? Just like that? I didn't even have to... never mind, just accept the boon. This will give me an edge over Potter at least.
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“Thank you, Grandmother.”
“Don't thank me yet, boy.” She gave an eerie smirk. Why do I have a bad feeling about this?
Then all I knew was pain.
I really hope this won't be a common thing.
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ST Groggorys School
“Listen up! We have a new face joining us from now on, get along.”
Luckily, the principal told me I needed to introduce myself because this bitch didn't tell me crap.
“Hello. I'm Draco Malfoy, I hope we can ‘get along.’”
With that, I took one of the only available seats, the one right next to my targe- umm.. Future friend? That sounds better.
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After grabbing ‘lunch’ I made my way to the nearly empty table where my new bestie sat.
“Can I sit here?”
He looked like a spooked cat, ready to bolt.
“Er- yes?”
“Great! Thanks.”
This may prove more difficult than I thought.
Harry was wolfing down the slop they served, an easy way in I guess. I slid my tray over to him.
He looked at me, suspicious.
“Don't look at me like that. You look really hungry. Besides, I brought my own from home just in case. “
“What's your name by the way?”
“Harry Potter.”
He looked unsure of that himself. Did the Dursleys really just call him freak or boy? Damn.
“Nice to meet you, mines Draco Malfoy.”
He just nodded and continued eating our lunches.
This was going to be much more difficult...
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~2y time skip, Malfoy Manor
“YES!! FINALLY!!!”
Time to test it.
A pencil will do.
Staring REALLY hard... did absolutely nothing.
“*sigh* why can't it ever be easy?”
Using my hand to gesture at the pencil (in a gesture any star wars fan would recognize.) and staring really hard... still nothing.
What am I doing wrong?
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Picking up another pencil, Draco started to fiddle with it. Spinning it with his fingers, not noticing the original pencil mimicking the action on his desk.
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Aside from practicing my mental arts so I could unlock the next stage of psionics, I also took ‘lessons’ from Walburga (until she finally croaked.) I also made a bit of progress with Harry, I wouldn't say we're friends by any means... but I give him food and keep his walrus cousin away while we're at school. Now he won't discriminate against me like the original Draco, hopefully.
I've also started a minor ‘business’ where I take in broken items and fix and refurbish them, flipping them for profit. It's great practice for the Reparo spell, even if it's a bit boring. I wish I had access to the black vaults already, but it looks like Sirius still has priority.
The business was actually a great way to experiment. It turns out that magic DOES ruin electronics, well, Powered electronics. As far as i can tell, mana is like water. A little mist may not short a circuit but a bucket (spell) will. I've read a few fanfictions that use rune crafting or spells ON the object to protect it from mana but (not knowing anything about runes) as far as I can tell, you'd need a barrier around the object to keep out any mana.
I tried a few small experiments, but I really need to learn more about runes before I can even begin to find a solution.
One day I'll need to make a supercomputer to calculate spatial coordinates for my dimension-hopping, but for now that seems like a faraway dream.