"How's he going to handle this?" a sharp voice broke through Draco's room, he couldn't look up. He already knew who it was, Kimberly Cutlang, "Poor little," Kimmy's face fell when she noticed Draco had turned away from her, "What not even going to hex me Malfoy?"
"G-et out Kimmy," Draco said, trying not to sound like he was crying, after all, Malfoy's didn't cry. It wasn't enough to fool the girl, they may both only be nine, but they were both smart, smart enough to know a bit about people.
"What's wrong," Kimmy wandered over to Draco's be, daring to sit beside the shaking body, daring to run her fingers though his hair, it felt soft between her fingers.
"I said get out, that sh-should be enough f-f-for you," He turned enough to let her see him, his face red and tear stained.
Kimmy had to close her own eyes, the sight of a Malfoy crying was sad. She left long enough to close and lock the door before returning to the sobbing boy. "Stop crying Draco," Slipping her hand under his head she held his as close as she could, "Please, What if Lucius-" She didn't get the chance to finish her sentence before Draco interrupted.
"What about my father," Draco jump up, turning to watch the summer breeze from his window, "All he cares out is his dark lord, he doesn't even believe he has a son anymore," Draco turned pointing to the bruise on his cheek, "And he wants me to-" Draco stopped slipping down the wall collapsing in sobs again.
"Draco," Kimmy sat on his bed unmoving, "Would you like to go for a walk?" Kimmy closed her eyes already knowing the answer.
"Or course not you git, if my father saw me like this." Kimmy managed to get him to calm down a bit, he rested his head on her chest, it was a sad sight to see, a sad Malfoy.
"Draco you know me, I go where I please." Kimmy said quietly, "Come on, Lucius is busy right now with, well you know." Kimmy managed to get the shaky Draco up on his feet, "Come on," The two managed to get out of the house unseen like they did when they were little, only they weren't as giddy, and Draco wasn't planning on helping Kimmy learn how to ride a broom.
"Alright I don't see why you drug me out here," Draco said falling against a tree, tears running down his reddened cheeks. "To give me the chance that someone might find me?" Draco looked at her and said "Family rule Malfoys never cry," Draco said between sobs.
"Don't worry Draco," Kimmy said sitting next to the boy, laying his head in her lap, "No ones going to-" Can you say coincidence? Something behind them hit the tree forcing a few of the new green leaves to prematurely fall.
"Draco," Lucius's long blond hair spun widely around him, "You've forgotten the rule," Draco immediately sat up from Kimmy's lap, holding her left hand tightly in his right hand. "Malfoys don't cry,"
"Father I-"
"Mister Malfoy we-"
They both said at the same time, both cut off by Lucius grabbing his son's cloak pulling him upward, "I trust Kimberly, Knowing your father," Lucius started glancing at his silent son, whose face was still red and damp, but drying a bit, he couldn't cry through the fear. "You were just telling Draco here, Malfoys don't cry." Lucius put his son back on the ground, still holding tightly to his cloak. And after what seemed like an eternity of holding him, pushing him back with such force it caused the boy to fall, he finally let go saying, "Be back at the house in ten minutes Draco." Lucius muttered turning back to the manor, his walk was so smooth it almost looked like a glide.
"Draco," Kimmy turned to help him up, he didn't accept.
"Save it," Draco shook his head turning back to the manor, he would see he next weekend anyway. So he just left her standing there, dumbfounded like. He felt a little bad for the girl once he left her, but he stopped caring within a few minutes with Lucius..
Note Alright, the next chapter should be up in... Not to long, this is my first time doing a fan-fic, so if it's not very good, I'm sorry, I just wanted to give Draco some kind of a back story. If you do like it, next chapter should be up soon. Thanks Kiada.