Everything was fine, peaceful actually -
until . . .
"WHERE THE BLOODY HELL ARE WE?!"
"Draco? Uh - your hair!"
The pale boy quickly glanced at the mirror - then gasped at what he saw. His platinum locks were now . . . golden brown - and his eyes...
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"Felton, you better go inside Draco's room until Dobby will call you and say Lunch is ready," Phoebe began as they stopped by Draco's bedroom door.
"Your trunks and things are already there and I bet Dobby had already fixed it up for you, take some rest or whatever, I'm going to take a shower. My room's located on the other side of the wing in the Manor. But I suggest you not to wander around, just stay there until you're called, got it?"
Tom nodded at her instructions and went inside Draco's bedroom, "Okay, see you." he said, and with that the Lestrange heiress nodded and left.
Tom sighed as he went inside Draco's massive bedroom. Malfoy Manor was really a huge house, it's like a palace of he can even describe it perfectly with that word. But It was unlike in the movies whereas the Manor looks dull and dark, here, the Malfoy Manor here was large, but warm and bright.
Tall marble pillars, crytal marble floors, some rose vines were spotted outside the lawn along with various of beautiful flowers, elegant bright furnishing, all in all — it was aesthetical.
Tom's eyes roamed around Draco's massive bedroom. A king sized bed was found in the the corner sporting a black and gray pillows and bed sheets, tall bookshelves were also found near a study desk, a walk in wardrobe, elegant black sofa set with emerald green pillows and a glass coffee table, the room was painted with gray but with a touch of silver.
There's balcony too, which he directly viewed and saw Narcissa Malfoy's massive and beautiful garden outside, pictures were also found in a cabinet near the bookshelves, pictures of him and his family, with his cousins, parents, and friends.
Tom also spotted a moving photo of Draco and Hermione, the Slytherin was wearing elegant dress robes whereas the Gryffindor princess was wearing a periwinkle ball dress.
"This must be from the Yule Ball." He thought, judging by the background of the photo. Draco's right arms was around Hermione's small waist as the two smiled at the camera.
Tom's lips tugged upward with that, it was a foreign thing for him, seeing that Hermione and Draco here are very close when the books clearly says they are enemies.
Tom gazed at the corner of Draco's wall, where various of broomsticks hanged there, one he knew was a Firebolt, a Quidditch Jersey was also hanged there it must've been Draco's Slytherin Jersey, seeing a Malfoy 06 was engraved there.
Just as Tom was about to sit at one of the couch, his eyes twinkled as he caught sight of a guitar.
"Draco plays guitar?" He asked to himself as he slowly picked it up from its stand and studied it.
