Title: Daddy's Little Boy

Disclaimer: I own nothing, I got the plot

from a e-mail about drunk driving

Summary: Draco's last words to his father

after graduating school to an untimely death.

Warning: Death and drunk driving

Rating: PG


You told me not to go father. You said muggles were inferior. But I didn't listen; I felt

safe- Dumbledore and the other Professors said nothing was going to happen. They said they were going to show us that muggles were not evil at all, and I believed them.

It was great. I was having the time of my life. Muggles aren't so wicked, I thought. I thought you were wrong, everything you taught me was wrong. I began to believe what everyone said, I was even thinking about joining them. Near the end of the day I had made the choice; I was joining the Light side.

The day finally ended we got on a muggle bus that Dumbledore got for the Hogwarts students. It was taking us to a bus stop near The Leaky Cauldron, so we could floo back to Hogwarts. I never knew what was coming, father, I never expected it.

Now I'm lying on the pavement, I hear screams from my fellow classmates, I see the Professors run over to a muggle policeman and me. The muggles in the buildings around the Leaky Caldron came out to see what was happening. I know the Professors can't do magic with all these muggles around, because they could not erase every single muggles around us there was just to many, father.

I hear the muggle policeman say, "The kid that caused this wreck was drunk."

Father, I hear sirens in the distance. The policeman asks what is my name, I think it was Professor McGonagall that said my name was Draco Malfoy.

Malfoy.

Father, I know you said Malfoys don't cry and I'm trying hard not to cry Father, but I'm so scared.

Some people in blue just came; they pushed the Professors out of the way father. I hear one of them say; "This boy is going to die."

Father it's getting harder to keep my eyes open. It hurts to breath, like hundred of knives stabbing at me.

I wish you were here so I could tell you, "I love you," and "Good-bye." I had hoped that when you buried me you put on my gravestone "Daddy's Little Boy."

Tell mother not to be scared, and father please be brave. If only I listened to you I would still be alive.

And father... I'm sorry. I know not very Malfoy like.


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Tuosto

PS If you didn't get it, a car hit Draco.