A little blonde boy quietly opened the door to the basement of his large home. His small feet padded on the stone steps as he snuck down. He was startled by a short tug on his blue button up shirt. He turned to see a scraggly house elf with worry in it's eyes.
"Young Master Draco," the elf pleaded, "p- please don't go down there! Your father forbids it! He- he told Dobby, 'don't let anyone but master in the cellar'!" Draco brushed Dobby away and continued down to the forbidden area. Ignoring the constant pleas of his companion, he finally reached the bottom step to reveal a large wooden door. Instead of steel or iron, gold lined the door, stretching in unique patterns across the surface of the wood. Although a small voice in the back of his head -that may have been Dobby- told him to turn back, curiosity got the better of the wide eyed boy and he reached up to turn the ornate golden handle. To his surprise and Dobby's despair, the door was unlocked. He opened the wood just a crack, putting a blue-grey eye up to the entrance.
But before he had time to much, the door slammed shut and his heart jumped as he looked up into the stern, and angry, face of his father.
"Draco." His voice was emotionless except for the hint of disappointment that killed Draco. Lucius raised a brow at the cowering house elf. "And Dobby?" Dobby immediately huddled back in the shadows and his already soft voice turned to but a squeak.
"D-dobby is so so sorry master, y- young master wouldn't listen! Dobby tried to tell him, I said- I said 'master forbids it' but he- he went down anyway!" The terrified elf stuttered. Draco shot him a quick glare for tattling, but quickly reverted his focus back on his father.
"I'm sorry, father." He muttered. There was no use for excuses, he'd only be making it worse for himself.
"Leave." Draco obeyed and rushed up the stairs. If it had been his mother, he might have complained, or at least sulked, but his father was a different case. All he ever wanted to do was please him, but it seemed impossible. That night he swore he would make his father proud one day. No matter what.