Draco walked down the hallway of the Ministry of Magic. He was about to go home when a man came running down the hall calling his name. "Draco! Draco! I need to talk to you!" Draco turned around rolling his eyes. The man calling his name was Marty Mooney. Despite the funny name he was Draco's assistant, a rather annoying assistant. The thing that he hated about Marty was when he stared at his wife for too long.
"Draco….," panted Marty as he grabbed onto Draco's robbed. Draco brushed away the fat man's hand with a sneer. He personally hated the man with his over use of sandalwood and his overweight physique, he was disgusting. Marty's eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets as if they were going to pop out anytime. "What is it now, Marty?" asked Draco. Marty always seemed to be wanting something weather it be money or more sandalwood (come to think of it the smell of sandalwood and sweat were overpowering to the point Draco wanted to gag). "Remember your father?"
For the first time Draco had known Marty his assistant had finally got his attention. His father disappeared about 18 years ago with no sign of were he is. Many people thought he was dead, buried somewhere were no one will find him but, Draco knew deep down it wasn't true. He was alive….somewhere he was alive. "What about my father?" he asked calmly. His insides were turning into knots with questions running through his head. Is he alive? Is he dead? Will he be alright?
Marty grabbed a hold on Draco's arm with caution in his eyes. "Your father came to us and…" Marty tried to get out the words but, it proved difficult. Instead of spilling out the words Marty spilled out his lunch. Draco stepped back in disgusted as Marty was still finishing emptying his stomach. "My God, Marty, pull yourself together! What do you mean my father came to you?" Marty looked up at Draco, wiping his mouth. "Joe got that box from some derelict down the street and Joe….I shouldn't have….I shouldn't…."
Marty sat down on a near by chair taking a breath, his hands shaking. Draco looked at him with concern, what did Marty see in the dark? "When he opened it, they came out of no where"
"What did?"
"The chains…..the chains….and then a man appeared, he was bound in something I don't know….he told me he need to talk to you, that you were his father." Draco didn't believe the man, Marty had to be on something. Draco was about to walk away again until Marty showed him the box. "He said….you wouldn't believe unless I showed you this." Draco took the box from his hand, he recognized it alright. The box was there in the Underground right after his father disappeared. "Where did you get it?"
"From the Underground….he's waiting for you."