KreativeKleo; Hope you'll enjoy reading it and don't get to pisst of by all the spelling slash gramma mistakes, I've done the best I can, and remember, I'm only a 14 years old girl that has studied English in about 4 years, so be nice please?

Prologue

"Draco you can't control it anymore."

"Don't fucking tell me that I can't control it it was you who made me like this, you and your stupid blood." He looked furious at his father, him and his blood line now he would suffer because that man, that man that dare call himself his father had cursed him. Him, his body and his mind – it was all screwed up big time and he could do nothing but accept it.

"Draco I'm just saying that you shouldn't fight it that's all. The Dark Lord sees an opportunity in this" Lucius looked at his son, "condition of yours."

"The Dark Lord sees an opportunity in everything that hurts other people; if he would he could make this go away, but he won't. We have been his servants in over two decades and he doesn't even freaking care?! I won't stop fighting this until I've won, I won't become some sort of a beast that can't control itself, I just can't, I can go along and be a part of it, but I won't turn into it completely, that I refuse."

"Pull yourself together Draco, you know it's that thing talkin-"

"No dad it is not! This" he spread his arms like a gesture "is me talking, and that 'thing' as you prefer calling it – is also me, why can't you just live with it, it's not like I have a choice in liking it or not, I just have to!"

"Because Malfoys is supposed to be perfect, and you're not even close to it; you get beaten in every class by a mudblood, Potter and the bloodtraitor Weasley beats you in quidditch, and one year ago you got turned into a ferret!"

"That was again Voldemort having fun at others expenses."

"Don't you dare speak the Dark Lord's name until you've got your mark" Lucius looked down at his son, he should have been a proper heir to the Malfoy name and kingdom instead he ended up behaving like a gryffindor, he would not allow the rest of the world to see that he had failed as a father – over his dead body – no, all Draco needed was a little task, something he could do in his spear time.

"Do you really think that the Dark Lord would let me get my mark after what happened last year? Cause I doubt it."

"Do not doubt anything yet son, we still have half a year to prove him that he's wrong and that you are worthy to become a death eater."

"Father, would it be so horrible if I didn't become a death eater?"

"Don't even mention it." Lucius walked over to the door and didn't look back before he had his right hand on the doorknob. "This thing that you have inside you, use it to somehow get the Lord satisfied with you so I don't have to beg him for merci, Malfoys don't beg and I don't intent to change that." He walked out of the door and closed it behind him. No, Malfoys didn't beg but he could manage to lower himself to ask for a favour or two.

Meanwhile on the other side of the door, Draco was as lost as it was possible for a human slash veela to be. He didn't know how he was going to act in front of his friends. Would he be able not to jump on every female creature he saw, to control himself in a place that was full of women's?

For Merlins sake, he'd been just about to go fuck his mother – his own mother that was so gross! He shivered; even now he wanted to fuck her.

Draco looked out of the window before nodded decidedly, he needed to get away – he could hear his father talking calmly to his mother, and he could feel his inner desirer grow with the sound of the Narcissa's voice, how his 'member' grew – he needed to get away fast!

He grabbed his broom before throwing himself out of the window. As Draco sensed the wind against his hot skin he relaxed, he was one his way to a better place to spent the rest of his summer vacation, a place where the only female creatures was the houseelf, Draco's thoughts gathered around his uncle.

Only his uncle would know what he was going through, he would understand him, he wouldn't force him to do what he was told to do by the Dark Lord, he would say that he should take it easy and do what he wanted instead of doing what others wanted him to do. At his uncles place they always did what he wanted, he loved that place and him even though he'd never say it to him, but he had a feeling that his uncle already knew.

He breathed in slowly while realizing what he'd done; he'd turned his back on his father, bin disloyal to the Dark Lord, and he was acting like a freaking gryffindor. Draco Malfoy keep yourself together you can't just run off, you're a part of the most famous slash wanted wizard family you wouldn't stand a change alone in this world.

Draco sighed as the truth sank into his head he turned around his broom an made it back to the Manor meanwhile trying to figure out a good explanation to why he'd broken the window in his bedroom. It would be unbelievable stupid of him to tell the truth – his mother would maybe appreciate it, but his father currently wouldn't, the first chance he'd get he would break his broom into pieces. No he had never told the truth before, so why start now?

A/N well that was it, for now, I thing I may update soon but it's also up to you guys hugs 'n' kisses KreativeKleo

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