Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own anything, but the great J.K Rowling does.
A/N: So this is a short chapter just to see if this story worth pursuing or if I should not bother, so hear for your enjoyment is the first chapter.
First Session
"So Draco why do you think you are here?" The older wizard asked as he drank tea. Across from him sat a very disgruntled Draco Malfoy.
"Think, no I know I'm here because as Mum put it, "Damn it Draco you are depressed now start acting like it!" this of course was said as she smacked me off my broom to fall on my arse. According to her I should want to kill myself now that dear old dad went to that big barbecue that underground." The therapist's eyebrows raised a little as his quill was furiously taking notes on a piece of parchment all by itself.
"You believe your father went to hell?" He asked not very shocked most of his patients had dead parents which they hated.
"Where else would they let him in? Merlin would want him as far away as possible."
"You are not saddened by his departure." It was more a statement than a question.
"You mean by his murder, not really I mean sure I liked him he gave me great stuff but now I get the money." Draco said nonchalantly as he suppressed a smirk at the therapists shocked face.
"So all your father was to you was a person to give you money?" Draco rolled his eyes as the therapist seemed sincerely scandalized.
"Calm down, it was joke, sure I loved dad… well in my own Malfoy way but honestly I know he wasn't a good person I knew he did things that disgraced our name so I'm fine with him being dead. I in fact think it's better this way I mean, now with the bloody boy who won't die walking around all high and mighty since he defeated Lord Voldemort, I don't think dear old dad could have lived through that without doing something rash and stupid." Draco said as he twirled quill in his fingers lying down on the couch.
"Well Draco I think this is good you know you actually talk to me unlike other patients but our time is up so I will see you next time." He said as he took some last notes. Draco got up and began to walk out when he suddenly stopped and turned to face him
"Oh by the way I am not a patient I am a client there is a difference." With that said he walked out as though he owned the world.
A/N: Please tell me if I should continue, and please note the other chapters would be longer than this. Please Review!
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