©Soulmates | Dramione

45. Headquarters

"I suppose.. this is a headquarters?"

"For what?" Astoria asked with a scoff.

"I don't know. Maybe we could make a plan to take over the world with Dark Magic"

Draco said with a calm and scary tone as he tapped his fingers on the table. He took a glimpse and saw the excitement in their eyes, especially Pansy. He knew the excitement in both Theo's and Blaise's eyes were fake. He knew his friends, they couldn't really lie to him. Draco leaned back and played his Malfoy smirk. His eyes snapped at Pansy, realizing that she has something to say.

"Have some words, Pansy?"

"Yeah. Like you said, taking over the world with Dark Magic. Don't you think we should have a leader?"

Draco smirked. "It was just a suggestion, Parkinson"

"She's got a point, Malfoy" Daphne defended Pansy.

"Go on, then. Who should be the leader?" Draco asked calmly.

"You? You're the one suggesting it, so you are officially the leader" Tracey said.

All eyes were darted to Tracey upon her suggestion. Draco didn't say much, but he was considering the idea. With him being the leader, it could possibly trick all of them into his trap. But, he knew it wasn't that easy. Pansy was a clever girl, she might smell the truth behind his plan one day. He looked at all of his Slytherin mates with a smirk.

"Okay"

Draco said shortly and went after Theo and Blaise as they headed upstairs together. The trio didn't say anything as they went to the south staircase of the mansion. They stopped in front of the door written Zabini's, Nott's. With a flick of Theo's wand, another word was carved to the door. Malfoy's. They let Draco entered the room. The blonde headed to the empty four-poster bed and threw himself onto the comfortable mattress.

"What's with the sudden comeback?" Theo asked.

"I don't see any problem in arguing, Nott"

"Oh, really? Maybe you were just busy taking care of your Mudblood wife"

Draco rolled his eyes before hanging his robe and mask in the closet next to his four-poster bed. He was tired with the traveling and Theo really had to mention the topic about Hermione. At least, not now. He didn't want to be distracted from his plan. Well, although he was already a bit distracted thinking about Hermione. He summoned the picture in his bag.

It's been 3 months. He left Hermione when her pregnancy was barely 6 months old. Could she possibly has give birth to their baby? The last thing he knew was the baby was a boy. Andromeda sent him a letter few weeks ago when he was in his hiding in Scotland. Yeah, he's been traveling and Apparating here and there to find the best place. He has been keeping in touch with Andromeda quite long now. She would send him letter via owl once in fortnight.

"What's with the sudden change of mind?" Blaise lied himself on his four-poster bed.

"For protection"

"Draco Malfoy is protecting the Mudblood now?"

"Theodore, not now" Blaise warned him.

Theo snapped a boring look before going back to the book in his hands. Draco sighed before putting the picture frame at the black bedside table. It felt like they were back in Slytherin dormitory. He groaned slowly and lied down on the bed. His eyes went unfocused as he looked at the ceiling. He looked at Blaise, who seemed like he wasn't sure with his plan to take over the world. He smirked and chuckled lightly.

"It'll be fine as long as Pansy didn't find out"

"But you know this will make all of us end up in Azkaban"

"I know. And that's my plan"

"No one told their plans to other people, Malfoy" Theo blurted out with a scoff.

"Don't make me Crucio you, Nott"

"Chill, mate. I was just kidding"

Theo laughed at his own sarcasm. Draco rolled his eyes before turning to look at the ceiling again. Blaise sighed, it was always like this. Draco at the left, Theo at the right. Him in the middle, trying to stop them from some stupid arguments. It felt like dealing with old married couple who were fighting over a pink jumper and yellow cardigan. He looked at both his friends.

"Really? Y'all are still like this after 6 years?"

"What do you even know, Zabini?" Theo shot a bored look.

"Well, I know both of you since we were kids. Maybe a bit of a handshake as friends wouldn't hurt?"

"Shit, Zabini. You want me to shake hands with Nott?"

"It's better than both of you guys fighting! Fucking idiots"

"I'mma wait till Malfoy throw away his pride"

"Huh, as if I wanna do that. Keep dreaming, Nott"

Both Draco and Theo turned to the opposite side, causing Blaise to have frustration in the middle of them. Both of them were acting like total kids as if they were fighting over the last vanilla flavored Bertie Botts Every Flavor Bean. Draco sighed and dragged his feet out of the room. He can't stay in the same room with Nott for a long time or they would probably ended up throwing insults at each other.

He strode downstairs and headed to the kitchen. He saw Pansy brewing some coffee with her wand. He ignored her and summoned a glass to drink the plain water in the fridge. Gulping down the cold liquid, his eyes flickered to the black frame of the Parkinson family at the entrance to the kitchen. He frowned looking at the faces of the wizards and witches.

"Pansy"

"Yes?"

"Are those in the picture your.."

"Extended family? Yes. Few of them died during the first war and also Battle of Hogwarts. My parents and Louis are stuck in Azkaban"

"How do you escape?"

"Imperius Curse. It's actually easy to trick the Ministry people" Pansy chuckled at the end of her words.

Draco gave a slight nod before leaving the kitchen with the mug in his hand. He walked upstairs and entered the room after whispering the password Sweet Lemonade. He went straight to his bed and took a book in his bag. Written there on the cover, The Imperius Curse Effect. He drew out his wand and his black journal, looking for the list of the former Voldemort's supporters.

"Imperio"

He whispered silently as he pointed his wand at Pansy's name.

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