Damned chapter 1.
Draco lay on the floor bleeding, why had his father done this to him. Any excuse he got to beat the living daylights out of him he did so. Sniveling and crying in his own blood, nursing the many cuts a bruises that covered his body, in the middle of his own room which had been untouched. He wanted his mother though he knew she would not be coming to rescue him this time as she usually did when she though it was safe. As he closed his eyes to sleep on the uncomfortable floor from which he did not dare move, Draco went back to what happened that evening.
Draco had gone into his room to pack his belongings into His Trunk ready to leave for Hogwarts in a week's time and he had heard a knock at the door.
"Come." He shouted and the door opened to reveal his father standing in the doorway holding a folder.
"What may I ask is this Draco?" said the man in a stern tone as the boy stood on his toes to see from where he was standing what the front of the folder said with alas no luck.
" I don't know father." Replied the thin pale boy warily moving his eyes from the file to his elders face.
" You know Draconis, when I was your age I looked just like you, apart from your nose, that's your mothers. However I am starting to think that my brain was more advanced than yours. For this my son." He said throwing the file at Draco. " Is your record of this year."
The boy just stood still not daring to move even to pick up the booklet. He knew why his father was here. For his grades that year had not been the best and his behavior was such a disgrace of his family that he did not dare think about it.
" Now lets see what sis that document say. Ah yes, Continuous use of drugs on school premises, smoking in school grounds, Over 64 Detentions and daydreaming in lessons. Throwing Parties at which you fondled both your fellow female and male students and streaking through the school. Your grades are sickening to look at, Potions D, Defense against the dark arts A, Herbology G." The man paused for a few seconds to visibly suppress his rage. " Those are the better ones. Now may I add that your behavior is a disgrace to this family and to the Heir of the dark Lord."
At that point Narcisscia came to the door of the room.
" Lucius, its time we went. We need to get to that Zabini's soon or we will just be late and there will be no fashionable to it."
The sleek haired man turned towards his wife. " One minute darling I am just chatting to our son about his appalling behavior."
Narcisscia sighed." Well you will have to stop, we cannot be any later than we already are."
" I SAID WAIT!" he snapped swinging his heavily ringed hand in a back fist towards his wife. When it hit her in the side of the head there was the most awful crack. For a moment it just seemed like His mother was dazed but Draco knew something was wrong when she began to sway slowly and toppled to the floor where here head smashed against the table. That's when he knew it was over, her eyes did not close but stayed open staring at the ceiling until his father shut the door with a menacing grin on his face.
" Now as I was saying you are disgracing our family and I will not put up with it. You are going to be punished by my hand and your mother will not help you this time my son."
Smack, the first blow hit Draco on his cheekbone. It was his fathers wedding ring that hit him knowcki9ng him a little dizzy and confused. He felt his father grab his hands and tie them to one of the four posts on his bed so he was standing up. Then he felt rope around his ankles pulling them towards the wood behind them.
Suddenly all went too dark as the pale boy Blacked out lolling his head forward like a rag doll.
