so yeah, i don't own any of the characters, JKRowling does...i just own the plot =]
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Lucius Malfoy's cold grey eyes bore unblinkingly into Draco's. The seven-year-old realized his mistake too late. "What did you say?" Lucius's voice seemed magnified in the silence of the Malfoy mansion dining room. The quiet following his question was broken only by the crackling of a fire in the massive fireplace, before Draco's small voice stuttered out an answer. "I…I said that…that Sammy's in my class this year…" Draco's voice petered out as he looked down at his plate. Narcissa, sensing trouble, looked back and forth at Lucius and her son. "You were put in the same class as that-that Mudblood?" The disdain was evident in his voice alone, but to further confirm the fact, the trademark Malfoy sneer spread across Lucius's features, distorting them. "Daddy," protested Draco," she's my friend." "I don't care if she's your friend, she's a Mudblood!" As Lucius shouted the last words, he stood up from his seat, the winged back chair falling to the stone floor behind him. "Malfoys…are…too…good…for…Mudbloods." Each word was punctuated with a step towards Draco. "Lucius, he didn't mean it that-" Narcissa was cut off as Lucius waved his wand in her direction, and she was flung against the stone wall. She sank to the ground, not moving.
Lucius turned toward Draco once more, "Stand up boy." Once the boy was standing in front of him, Lucius began.
"What are Mudbloods?"
"Muggleborn wizards."
"Wrong. They are the scum of our world-they are almost as bad as
houselves. Do we associate with scum?"
"No, but Sammy-"
"Silence. Do not contradict me. 'Sammy' is the same as all other
Mudbloods. Who are too good for Mudbloods?"
"Pure bloods"
"Are we purebloods?"
"Yes. We are Malfoys."
"So…"
"So we are better than Mudbloods."
With every answer, Lucius flicked his wand almost casually at Draco, and with each wand flick, a dark spot of blood appeared on Draco's clothing or face. With each wrong answer came deeper cuts, even correct answers bringing more injury to the seven-year-old. Lucius continued his 'questioning' until tears streaked down his face. With the smirk returning to his face, Lucius flicked his wand one last time, uttering his possibly favorite curse. "Crucio."
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Draco awoke from his dream with a start, sitting straight up in his four poster bed in the Head's dormitory. "Lumos," he muttered after his hand came into contact with his wand after several frantic seconds of rummaging among his bedside table. Draco directed his wandlight into each of the four corners of his room to make sure no one was there. While doing so, the light fell upon the many small silvery scars covering his upper arms and torso. Satisfied no one was there, Draco fell back onto the sheets of his bed.
As he lay there, memories came unbidden to his mind; memories of the days before Hogwarts; memories of his father's 'lessons'. Each one carried the same underlying message-Muggleborns were people who didn't matter. Now everyone at Hogwarts thought he truly felt that way. They didn't know that his dad would eventually find out that he wasn't living up to the Malfoy legacy of being prejudiced. Draco rolled over on his side so that he could look out the window at the star strewn sky. He was just sick of it all; his father's undying control over the family, broken only by being arrested and sent to Azkaban; his mother's willingness to back down to it; his job of defending his mom and having his dad beat the crap out of him.
Determined to sleep, he shut his mind, trying to relax. This was made difficult by the fact that he kept remembering his childhood friend Sammy Johnstone. Draco had been kept home from school for a week after his father realized that his pureblood son had been placed in the same second grade class as a Mudblood. When he was finally allowed back to school, Sammy hadn't been there. She had never shown up after that. After lying awake for some time, Draco finally managed to get to sleep; a sleep plagued with dreams about his first friend, what his father had done to her, and all the terrible things Mr. Malfoy had done since.
yupp, not much for the first chapter, but i have chapter 2 done and almost ready for publishing. pretty boring, but things'll pick up soon =]
read and review pleasee, first fanfic but i dont care if you're harsh