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Moon ([personal profile] lady_moon) wrote2007-05-20 10:15 pm

OOM: Draco at the castle

They step from Milliways onto the sand outside the castle. It's very white. Snow-white. And just as fine and powdery. The ocean laps at the stone walls of the very large building in front of them, and it's unusual because the water isn't blue.

And the sky isn't, either.

Since dawn has just recently broken, the sky is tinged a cool pinkish lavender as the red-orange sun rises. It shines on an ocean the colour of jade, with white foam kissing the waves. Moon smiles at Draco.

"We're the only ones who live on this plane," she explains. "Nothing changes here unless we want it to." Moon points to the battlements of the castle. "I still don't understand why they insisted on battlements. Battlements are for battle and there's no one to battle here."

This is the home of the tarot cards.
three_of_swords: (Heart and Soul)

[personal profile] three_of_swords 2007-05-22 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Did you go with your father to choose it?"

She's trying to see how important it is to him.

It's important to know what's important.

Where the chinks are.

[identity profile] dragonofgrey.livejournal.com 2007-05-22 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
Draco nodded, "Yes. Took me to Ollivander's. In Diagon Alley. Went through a few wands before I found the right one. Can I have it back now?" He held out his hand to take it back.
three_of_swords: (Disturbed)

[personal profile] three_of_swords 2007-05-22 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
She looks up, but keeps the wand in her hands.

"You said you didn't see where the chink the armour was. But we did. Moon saw it the first time she read your cards. We'd all hoped gentle pushing would help you along, but none of us think that's going to work anymore." A hand on each end of the wand. "You said you wanted our help, and we're going to help you. Because you have potential. Amazing potential."

Snap.

Pressure on each end of the wand and it breaks neatly in half.

"The chink is your magic."

Now she hands him the wand back.

[identity profile] dragonofgrey.livejournal.com 2007-05-22 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Draco immediately reacted, and lunged for her.

"NOOOOO! HOW DARE YOU!"
three_of_swords: (Side Glance)

[personal profile] three_of_swords 2007-05-22 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
She's quick.

Sorrow is on the opposite end of the balcony.

"You said you wanted help!"

[identity profile] dragonofgrey.livejournal.com 2007-05-22 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
"NOT THAT! HOW DARE YOU!" He snarled, wanting to lash out. He took a step, and then glanced down at his broken wand. He picked up the pieces, and looking broken.

"How dare you... do you have any idea what you've done?" Angry, but also starting to cry.
three_of_swords: (Heart and Soul)

[personal profile] three_of_swords 2007-05-22 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
"I know exactly what I've done."

Sorrow takes a step toward him, her natural compassion surfacing.

"All you ever were was magic, Draco. From birth, magic and more magic. But not good magic. Hexes and curses and pain and unhappiness. Now... you don't have magic. Now, you're just Draco Malfoy."

[identity profile] dragonofgrey.livejournal.com 2007-05-22 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
"No, please no..." Draco cried in earnest now, kneeling on the ground. "I'm nothing without it. Please..."
three_of_swords: (Listening)

[personal profile] three_of_swords 2007-05-22 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
She comes to kneel in front of him.

"That's where you're wrong. And you'll see. This way, you'll see."

Sorrow looks up and sees Moon in the doorway, the green-eyed card frowning and fidgeting with the laces of her corset.

[identity profile] dragonofgrey.livejournal.com 2007-05-22 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
Draco just shook his head, still crying. It was like part of him was torn away. A piece of him just gone. And Ollivander was gone. There was no way to get it back.

"No..." he sobbed.
three_of_swords: (Sad)

[personal profile] three_of_swords 2007-05-22 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
Sorrow remained in front of Draco, her hands clasped in her lap, watching the broken young man.

"It will get better," she murmurs.

[identity profile] dragonofgrey.livejournal.com 2007-05-22 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
He just shook his head again, not even speaking now.
three_of_swords: (Hrmph)

[personal profile] three_of_swords 2007-05-22 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll... go ask Skill to make some tea and cancel breakfast," she says, making a very quick getaway.

Sorrow didn't like being the one to set things in motion. It's where she and her father differed greatly.

[identity profile] dragonofgrey.livejournal.com 2007-05-22 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
Draco clutched back finally as the pieces fell to the floor again. Sobbing loudly, and shaking. He hadn't cried like this since his father had died.

[identity profile] dragonofgrey.livejournal.com 2007-05-22 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
"But it's all I am." Still shaking some.

[identity profile] dragonofgrey.livejournal.com 2007-05-22 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Then what am I?" He weakly asked.

[identity profile] dragonofgrey.livejournal.com 2007-05-22 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
He just whimpered a little.

"How?"

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