Draco Malfoy (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} dracowished) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wished,@ 2009-09-16 21:29:00 |
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What: They're both on a search, just for different reasons.
Where: Room of Requirement
When: Tonight
Warnings: Lots of Snark and Language, I'm sure.
Draco wasn't sure why he'd thought it might be here - who would leave a Vanishing Cabinet after they knew what it was that he'd been trying to do with it the entire last year? Still, as he looked around the crowded, cluttered room that the Room of Requirement had turned itself in to for him, he was a little disappointed. That Cabinet had been his whole life, last year. Every moment he'd had to think, he'd been thinking about it. Now, who knew where it might be.
The disappointment wasn't only over losing that connection to his goals (though they weren't his goals any longer), he had come here thinking that the Cabinet might have some key to whatever it was that made him feel so old, recently, so torn, so much as if this life wasn't really his at all. It was something that had happened last year. Something tied up with the Cabinet, and that bathroom, and his Lord, and Dumbledore. Something that he didn't remember well enough to understand, or even well enough to know if he wanted to understand it.
Alone, without prying eyes to make sure he was acting the way he should, Draco relaxed enough to slump back against the wall furthest away from the door, nearly completely concealed by the piles of boxes and random furniture, and sighed. Could he risk asking Dumbledore about the new location of his Cabinet? Could he risk telling Dumbledore why wanted to know?