He was perfection. Leaning against the pillar his head bent slightly to the side, so that his hair fell into his eyes and his milky skin of his neck was exposed. He was twirling his wand between slim fingers. He shook his platinum blonde hair slightly.
His mother approached him and wrapped him into a hug. Narcissa Malfoy whispered something into her son's ear and Draco chuckled before pushing his mother of him, handing her a handkerchief.
His black suit hugged his lean but muscular figure as he bent down to retrieve a small box by his feet, and handed it to his mother. Voldemort could see her gasp, and tears springing into her eyes before she hugged him again.
Draco was smiling now, a smile Voldemort had never seen before. He almost wished that that smile were directed at him.
Draco then gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked away, disappearing out the back.
The night of the dance was cold. Voldemort had been forced to attend, since it was in his honor.
He followed the blonde outside. Draco had stopped by a fountain. He gazed into the water before running a hand over it. Voldemort blinked as the Water froze.
Voldemort stepped out of the shadows and started approaching the teen. He stood a couple of feet away from Draco. It took about a minute for the blonde to notice.
"My lord!" He said, bowing in respect.
"Draco. I am still disappointed that you failed to kill Dumbledore." Draco visibly winced and ran a hand over his thigh, where the dark lord, in his anger, had sent a slicing curse. That and he had been under the torture curse for hours.
Draco kept his head hung, not speaking.
"I don't feel like you were punished enough." Voldemort whispered, and the teen looked up at him with wide eyes.
"W-what?"
"Do you think you got enough punishment?"
Draco gulped and shook his head.
"I-I'm not sure milord. It is you that determine. Not… me."
"Really." Draco nodded and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the dark lord was gone. He spun around, but he could not find the snake man anywhere. He yelped when a pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around his middle.
"Hush. You will alert the people inside."
"Of c-course my lord." Draco stiffened as lips ghosted over his neck and up behind his ear. Oh. Voldemort wanted him so bad. But he had to wait. He had an idea. A plan. An excuse.
"There is a meeting tomorrow. Be sure to attend."
"O-of course milord."
Good.
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"Stone, my lord?"
"Yes. You need to find me this certain stone. There is only one. This is your punishment Draco. Find the stone or you'll be very sorry."
"O-of course my lord."
"You have until tomorrow midnight."
"W-what?"
"Yes. I need it by then. Go now. Do not fail." But he would fail. Voldemort had made sure of that. There was no stone to find.
He watched as Draco left the meeting room tensely. He wanted him to fail, so he could punish the blonde for it. Oh he had a punishment all planned out.
And some punishment it would be. Voldemort would enjoy this. Very, very much.
A/N: HAHAHAHAH. (Evil laugh) I know what Voldemort did was very evil but… what did you expect? Its Voldemort isn't it? I feel bad. I start so many stories and never finish them, but I'm going to finish this one.
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