The Malfoy’s son

by blue leafy

The heavy expectations, the contorting mouth as if a rubberband a kid had gotten his hands on and the dreary days that pass like this. With these heaped on his back day after day, Malfoy can either let his backbone break or grow a stronger one. OOCness!

The Malfoy's son

Warnings: ooc, humour

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine

POV: Draco Malfoy

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"My son. My only son. The proud heir of the Malfoy's name. Do not let me down. Your silken silver gold hair shall shine with resplendence, even brighter than your ancestors', even more glorious than mine, when bleached with that Potter's blood. I place my expectations upon you and you shall not fail me blah blah blah…

Sometimes, I feel that a large part of the reason for my joining of the Order of the Phoenix, also known as the good side, is due to my father's incessant nagging when I am at home. You should get a load on the other list of lectures which is all about how I should fulfill my filial duty and prepare myself to be a stereotypical Malfoy husband for the future arranged marriage…no wonder I turned gay too."

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Please read, enjoy and laugh your heart out before remembering to leave a review on your way out. Oh and excuse the bad English if you spot any.