Something I'm Not
A/n: Scorpius Malfoy and Albus Potter's thoughts on their fathers. Enjoy! Review!
My dad had made so many mistakes by the time he was my age, and now I'm suffering for them.
My dad had done so many amazing things by the time he was my age, and now I'm suffering for them.
He had hexed, cursed or caused another form of bodily harm to at least sixty percent of the Hogwarts population. He had become the youngest death eater in existence. He had broken Harry Potter's nose. He had granted a horde of death eaters free passage into the grounds of Hogwarts. And he had planned and attempted the murder of Albus Dumbledore.
He had become the youngest seeker Hogwarts had seen in a century. He had saved his godfather Sirius Black from wrongful imprisonment. He had fought and slayed a basilisk in the chamber of secrets. And he had escaped death by Tom Riddle too many times to account for.
In case you hadn't guessed, my dad is Draco Malfoy.
If you were wondering, my dad is Harry Potter.
And it's alright for him sat at home in the manor. He doesn't have to face people everyday, he doesn't have to answer their ridiculous questions and prove them all wrong.
And it's alright for James, the first born child prodigy. He's the best chaser Gryffindor's had in order a decade, he doesn't have to explain to people that yes he is Harry Potter's son and yes, he was sorted into Slytherin.
And then there's grandma Cissy on high horse. Scorpius why is this an E and not an O to go with your other ten? Scorpius why aren't you taking all of the elective classes? Scorpius you must attend all of these functions I have compiled a list of.
And then there's mother and her disappointing frown. Albus, why have we been getting bad reports about you from Uncle Neville? Albus, why can't you be more like you brother? Albus, you must spend more time studying and less time fraternizing with those Slytherin friends of yours.
She's slowly driving me insane.
She drives me up the wall.
And had has mother wrapped around his little finger. All I ever hear is, Yes Draco, no Draco, whatever you think is best Draco.
And Lily is dad's little princess. All I ever hear is, Of course Lils, whatever you want Lils, don't worry about the cost, anything for my Lily.
And I'm sick of it.
And it's completely sickening.
I can't fix your mistakes dad.
I can't be you dad.
So stop trying to make me something I'm not.
So stop trying to make me something I'm not.