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[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco was dressed not in his robes. The balm he created with his cauldron and supplies took care of the remaining burns nicely, with little scarring, if any.

He was dressed in dark green tunic, and trousers. Sleek, ideal for swift movement. He was outside, practicing moves with his dagger again. He was becoming increasingly efficient, and deadly in the grace he employed as he turned, and spun. His slight form being an advantage in this case.

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[goinghost.livejournal.com]

Funny, it was almost as if he was being watched. Not that he'd see anyone if he looked around, but that cold feeling, hair pricking on the back of his neck, would probably be there.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco spun around, his dagger out, suddenly nervous.

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

Well, not paranoid if they... yeah.

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"Sooomebody's a little paranoid," came a familiar voice from the empty air. It moved around overhead as it talked. "Why so worried about watching your back? Betrayed anybody else lately?"

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco stiffened further as he recognized that voice. The dagger was still in his hand, and raised out before him. He still slowly turned around in a circle.

"Danny...as a matter of fact I haven't. But I'm sure you'll be pleased that my family and I have been threatened. Taking measures to ensure their protection. Even if magic can't be used." Both the threat of losing his wand, and a magic-less world scared him to close to pissing pants levels.

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"You can put the knife down, idiot. I'm here to pick on you, not hurt you." He appeared, floating around on his back as if he were enjoying a warm day at the beach. "I'm one of the good guys, remember? And you still really don't know me at all if you think I'd be happy about you and your family being threatened: I guess that's why it was so easy for you to sell me out, huh."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco did lower the dagger, and put it away. He was still on guard.

"Well spotted there. And no, I didn't know. What would I know of friends anyway? I had allies, minions." Or he used to.

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"That's pretty lame."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco retorted, "Didn't really know of anything else. One time I tried to reach out for friendship I was turned down. So what was there to do?"

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"Well, how'd you reach out for it? 'Hi, I'm Draco, want to give up your soul for power? I know this blonde lady...'" Danny said with extreme sarcasm.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco frowned at him, and he almost stomped his foot in frustration, "No, it wasn't like that at all! I was being helpful, offered to show someone around. Know where to go, and who to meet. And the gloryhound turned me down! Refused to even shake my hand!"

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"Is this that Harry guy you're obsessed with?" Danny asked flatly.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"I'm not obsessed with him!" Draco sharply replied.

He then added with a touch of sheepiness, "Errr...yes."

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"Did you really try to smarm it up and talk nasty about meeting 'the right people' and all that garbage?" Danny asked.

[necessary_child]

Sam, outside, leaning against a nearby tree, tossing his own dagger in one hand, watching Draco. After a while,

"You're pretty good."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco did a few more moves, and then raised an eyebrow at the visitor.

"Cheers," he simply said.

[necessary_child]

"Not a donkey any longer?"

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"Very funny," Draco scoffed, and snidely remarked, "And no. ...Though you sound rather braying at the moment." He then did a quick cut, and flourish, using his natural dexterity to his advantage. It worked on a broom, and it was working now.

[necessary_child]

Dryly, "I was rather burned, as you may recall. Although you might have failed to notice, being rather busy squealing at the time."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"Well, you seemed to have cleared up nicely, so couldn't have been that bad," Draco remarked off-handedly, and re-sheathed his dagger again.

[necessary_child]

"Ninety-five percent burns is considered not bad, is it?" Sam says coolly. His voice is one of complete friendliness, but there's a vicious undercurrent in there somewhere.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco eyed, and remarked, "Not bad in that magic can fix it easily enough. At least things make sense here in that regard." Then again, he's from a world and people who can bounce after being dropped from a long height, and re-grow bones overnight. That, and his usual act of no empathy whatsoever.

[necessary_child]

"Magic? No, my mother had nothing to do with this. The regeneration trance is a gift from my father." Black eyes. Very, very black, very, very intense. "It doesn't do anything for the pain, though. Not immediately."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"Well, that certainly sounds useful." The grey eyes did stare back at the black eyes some. Unusual yes, though not that unusual in the Wizarding world. Rather fascinating though.

[necessary_child]

"Sometimes it is, sometimes it isn't." Still flicking the dagger.

"You are very good with that knife. But I'm better."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco shrugged, and coolly replied, "Perhaps. I only took it up recently."