A/N: "Oh Mother" is this a one shot that was inspired by and fic called "Face Down" and I like the concept of Lucius being a violent father and husband. It's a coming out story :] Read and Review Please. Thank you :3
The sunlight came in through the slim line that the curtains didn't cover. Azmariah sat at her mini grand piano practicing. Her fingers prodded at the keys, creating music, one jab at a time. She lifted her eyes from her piano for a moment, her dark blue eyes drifted towards her bedroom door.
Turning her body around a bit, she looked behind her where her brother stood. His gray eyes met hers; he slowly staggered into her room. Covered in mud, and what looked to be blood. He plopped down on her bed; she stood up and closed her door, still looking at him.
"Are you okay?" She said in a quiet voice.
"Yeah, I'm fine. He knows now…"Answering, almost in tears.
Suddenly, her door was almost broken down by loud knocks. It was so earsplitting and frightening Azmariah had fallen over in shock.
Draco crawled over and cradled her in his arms. She covered her ears, almost crying. His eyes were closed tightly, hoping the monster on the other side would leave his little sister alone.
"Please dad, leave them out of this…"He whimpered, he heard his mother's voice on the other side of the door. Afterward they both heard a loud thump, Azmariah subtly began to sob. They gradually moved from the center of the room towards the corner, cowering in fear. Draco heard a faint Pop and saw his mother amidst them. Her face was bloody and her left eye was black. She looked down at Azmariah, shivering in Draco's arms. She crouched down and moved Azmariah's raven black hair from her face, looking sympathetic.
She saw them both, they were almost adults and yet she saw them both as petrified children. Draco wasn't seventeen in her eyes; he was a little blonde boy, with bruises on his body. Azmariah wasn't a sixteen year old cowering in her older brother's arms; she was a little pudgy baby, crying. Wanting some one to hold her, to love her. She gently let her hand out and cupped Draco's cheek in her hand. Slowly she stood up a looked towards the door and walked towards it. She knew Lucius was violent, and always will be. But she was tired of her children living in fear. It was time she took a stand. She opened the door and came face to face with the beast she had married. She drew out her wand and pointed towards him.
"Stupefy" She whispered as her husband blew back into the room across the hall. She gave a sigh of relief, and walked over to her children.
"It's okay, don't worry. I'll make sure he never hurts us again" She said to them as she held them both in her arms as they cried. She knew it wasn't over, not by a long shot.
A/N: So what had happened was: Draco told Lucius he was gay. Lucius got pissed off and kicked his ass. Then came home wanting to kick more ass so he decided to kick the ass of his wife and tried to kick the ass of Azmariah [my OC who is the Malfoy's adopted child.] But Narcissa was like "Nah Chill, deck that shit."
Sorry I'm a very gangsta mood. Read and Review.