Draco walked through Platform 9 ľ to the waiting Hogwarts Train. It was strange going with two parents, Draco thought as he looked back at his mother and father walking through the Platform. Lucius would never come to give Draco a farewell anywhere he went. It had always been his mother. Draco and his parents walked silently to the entrance of the train, before Narcissa turned toward him to give her farewell. Severus was going to be riding the train with Draco.
“Have a wonderful time. Do well in all of your subjects.” Narcissa brought Draco into her arms. “I don’t want any bad owls. Besides if you did do anything your father would find out before I would and I don’t think you really want that.” Narcissa chuckled as she whispered the last part just so Draco could hear. Draco knew what she meant. He wasn’t worried though; he at least wouldn’t do badly in his classes.
“Good bye, Mother.” Draco said as he broke out of their hug. Narcissa replied in the same manner, before saying farewell to Severus. They both then entered the train.
Draco found an empty compartment and placed his trunk inside of it. He looked up just in time to see a fleeting glance from his father, who then said he would be back in a bit. Draco took off his cloak, as it was getting a little hot. He sat down in the seat next to the window as he waited for his friends to find their way to the compartment.
Crabbe and Goyle eventually did find the compartment and placed their things in it. However they quickly excused themselves to find some food. Draco looked up as they left. He opened up the window hoping that would help with the heat. He then went into his original position of looking out the window.
He was still looking out the window and didn’t notice when the compartment door opened until his father sat down next to him.
“Sorry, I didn’t notice you had come in.” Draco said as he noticed his father’s concerned look at startling him.
“Are you feeling ok, Draco?” Severus asked as he looked thoughtfully at Draco. “Of course.” Was Draco’s reply.
Severus looked up at the open window and then back down at Draco. “Don’t you think it is a little too chilly to have the window open?”
“Sorry, if you’re cold I’ll close it.” Draco said as he began to get up.
“No, that’s ok Draco. I’m not cold.” Draco sat back down looking back out the window.
“You’d better get dressed. We’ll be getting there soon.” Severus said after a while. Draco nodded and got up to get his trunk. Severus looked back at him before he exited the compartment. He moved out of the way as Crabbe and Goyle finally came back from the food compartment, to get changed.
Draco climbed into one of the carriages that would take them to Hogwarts. This was different from their arrival last year. They had taken boats across the lake to get to the school. It made it seem, well, more magical. It was awkward though. The carriages seemed to be drawn by themselves. They must use some type of spell to make them move.
Draco walked into the main hall and took a seat next to Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson. Pansy was a little bit of twat sometimes but she was nice to talk to every now and then. Blaise on the other hand was becoming like a best friend. Draco never had an actual best friend before. Only people Lucius chose to be his ‘friends’. That was how he met Crabbe and Goyle. He liked the two of them, but he could have actual conversations with Blaise. The only thing Crabbe and Goyle really wanted to talk about was food.
“So, how was your summer, Draco?” Pansy asked when the feast began.
Draco looked over at her as he put some potatoes on his plate. “Good. Yours?” Draco asked politely. Pansy then went into a short description of how she went to visit her grandmother in Scotland.
Blaise looked at Draco as he piled food onto his plate and quietly asked him. “Doesn’t Snape feed you?”
“What do you mean?”
Blaise nodded to his plate and Draco looked down. He had a rather large portion of mash potatoes, two things of chicken, carrots, and another large portion of peas. Well he was hungry.
“What’s wrong with it? We ate lunch rather early this morning. I’m hungry by now.” Draco replied as he saw Blaise laugh. Draco shook his head and began to eat and drink. He never saw the slight glances he was getting from the head table.
Later that night Draco was sitting by the fire in the common room, reading a book. Some older students were reading in the far end of the room. Draco looked up as his father came into the almost empty common room. He walked over to Draco.
“Don’t you think you should go to bed soon, Draco?” Severus asked. Draco knew it was more a command then a question. It wasn’t really that late. Draco looked over at the two students leave the common room before he continued.
“It’s only 8:00, Father.”
Severus looked at Draco, thoughtfully again as he had on the train. “I don’t think you are feeling well, Draco.”
“What do you mean, Father?” Draco looked up confused at his father. He felt fine, well maybe he was a little warm, but he had been sitting in front of the fireplace.
Severus knelt down in front of Draco. “You had the window open in the train, when another person would have it closed.”
“So, I wanted some fresh air.” Draco replied, but Severus didn’t seem convinced.
“During the Feast, you ate more than you usually do and you were drinking a lot.”
“I was hungry.” Draco said defensively. Where was his father going with this?
“And the drinking?”
Draco looked at his father. “So, I was more thirsty than normal. That doesn’t mean anything.” This seemed to make Severus more apprehensive. He placed his hand on his son’s forehead.
“You’re warm.” Severus stated as he brushed some bangs from Draco’s eyes.
“I’ve been sitting in front of the fireplace. Of course I am going to be warm.” Draco mumbled as he began to read again.
“Your body is warm and not because of the fireplace.” Severus said as he took out a vial.
“Drink this.” Severus said as he took the book from Draco and placed it on the table. “Just drink it.” Severus said more forcefully, when Draco began to protest.
“But I said I was fine!” Draco exclaimed
“And I said to drink the potion.” Severus stated bluntly. He held the vial out to Draco.
Draco frowned, but he took the potion anyway. Instantly he was asleep. Severus grabbed him to make sure he didn’t fall back on the couch. He carefully picked Draco up and went up the stairs to Draco’s dorm. When Severus opened the door he was relieved to only see Blaise.
Blaise looked up when the door opened and saw Professor Snape carrying Draco into the room. “Professor?” Blaise asked confusion in his voice and face.
“Could you pull the covers down on Draco’s bed?” Severus asked, momentarily ignoring Blaise’s puzzled look. Blaise did as he was told as Severus came over to the bed and put Draco gently on it. He then began to take Draco’s shoes off.
“Is something wrong with Draco, sir?” Blaise tried to inquire again. This time Severus looked up at him before he continued to undress Draco. Severus looked up at Blaise. Severus hesitated before answering; perhaps it would be best if Blaise knew.
“He is just getting a slight fever. I gave him a fever reducing potion with a sleeping draught. He should be fine.”
Blaise nodded musingly. “He didn’t seem himself at the feast and now here you are.”” Severus smiled slightly at how close Blaise was becoming to Draco.
“I don’t think Draco would be pleased to know that you were putting him in pj’s and ‘tucking him in’.” Blaise commented as Severus finished putting Draco in his night clothes.
Severus smirked at Blaise’s comment. “No, he probably wouldn’t be.” But he'll realize it tomorrow. Severus pulled the covers over Draco. He then turned toward Blaise. “Would you be able to do something for me?”
“Of course, sir.”
“I need you to keep an eye on Draco for me? Make sure he doesn’t do things he shouldn’t. I don’t think he would do them intentionally, but you never know. Could you do that?”
“Is there need for that, Professor?” Blaise asked as he looked on suspiciously.
Severus smirked; the boy was intelligent for his age. “Not really. I just want to make sure that he doesn’t get himself into any complicated situations.”
Blaise looked at Draco and then back to Severus. “Sure, it shouldn’t be too hard.”
“Good. If he gets sicker tonight, let me know.” Blaise nodded as Severus got up and walked out of the room.
Severus sat in his office later that night, thinking about the events that had occurred that day. Draco’s fever had come on rather suddenly. It was probably because of the abrupt change in temperature when they had arrived at Hogwarts, Severus thought trying to reassure himself. He then went to work on what he would do in class for the next day.
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