Written for ErynPotter's 100 stories under 100 words challenge.
I used the prompt Grave.
Word-count: 99
Spring had finally come.
The trees were still naked, but flowers grew and birds sang.
Draco walked across the family graveyard. Passed one sumptuous tombstone after the other.
It made him sad.
The grass was yellow, weeds grew besides the stones.
He found the grave.
First time he saw it.
He hadn't mange to attend the funeral.
He stared down at the name. Lucius Malfoy.
Bent down.
"Hello, father."
Yes, it felt insane. But it would help. That's what she told him…
Draco tied his fist. "Y-you, you ruined my life…" Hell that hurt.
But he couldn't cry. Not anymore.