The Way He Kisses Me
Chapter 1
Draco POV:
I couldn't have told you how long that kiss was. It might have been only a few seconds, or it might have been a whole year. It didn't matter. All that mattered was that it happened, and I loved it. That's right. LOVED IT! Why? I've always loved him, but nobody ever knew that. Hell, I barely knew it. When I met him I was only eleven, so I didn't even know what love was. I actually confused it with hatred. Apparently he did too because here he was, body pressed against mine, lips interlocked in a kiss that lasted forever. Oh, that kiss…..
Once upon a time I was in love. Ha, if my father ever found out….. but he never will. I didn't even have the pleasure of doing it myself. I didn't have to, because my mother beat me to it…….
"DRACO!" screamed my drunken father, "DRACO! Get your lazy ass out of bed!" Lucius Malfoy stumbled into my bedroom still screaming for me to get up. He must have just gotten back from his night out. Every Friday night. I could always count on my father to come into my room in the middle of the night and throw me around a bit. I sat up, still half asleep until I felt firm hands around my throat. I was definitely awake now. "You've been in the kitchen again haven't you?! Stole some of my best wine eh? You won't get away with it unpunished! Not this time!" He was bigger and stronger than me and I couldn't get away.
I threw my fist at his face and felt firm contact with his nose. That only angered him more, he threw me down. Hard. However, I couldn't feel any pain. The adrenaline was pulsating inside of me. I scrambled to my feet and headed for the door. Just before I reached it, the neck of my shirt was snatched and I fell backwards. My father kicked me in the ribs. Again. And again. I couldn't even get up. I didn't try. In my mind I knew he was going to kill me this time. He kicked me in the face. "Just get it over with," I thought out loud.
My father threw back his head and laughed, "You'd like that wouldn't you? For me to just kill you fast," he leaned in, so close that he almost toughed my ear with his mouth, and whispered, "you wish!" He stood up and kicked me in the face again.
"You bastard!" I screamed. My father just stood there. I had never talked back to him, especially during one of these "visits". Finally, came the reaction I had anticipated. He hollered and jumped at me.
He lifted me by the throat with one hand and pinned me to the wall. I felt his hands tighten and he lifted me higher on the wall so my feet were no longer touching the floor. I was trying to breathe but I couldn't. I felt myself draining. I tried one last attempt to flee by kicking him in the shins. All he did was punch me in the gut. The world around me began to darken and shrink.
Until, I felt his hands release me. I gasped for the long needed air and collapsed to the floor. I looked to see my father fall. Almost in slow motion, he hit the floor with a dull thud. Over his dead body I saw my mother, wand in hand, eyes lit up like fire. Until she too collapsed to her knees and started to sob. I crawled over to her and we both wept.
…..oh yes, I remember that night vividly. Every single moment of that night in which my beatings ended. It was only a month later, when my mother came to me one morning and said I was to be married. She had arranged my marriage with a rich, pure-blooded girl. Figures. Without my dad, we would end up poor and destitute. My mother wasn't the type who could live without her precious items and commodities.
I agreed to it of course, but in my heart I was full of rage. How could she do this to me?! Why did she think everything was about her?! But how could she know that I was in love? Wait, It was HIS fault. If my father hadn't gone and got drunk and tried to kill me, he wouldn't be dead and I wouldn't have to get married.
While my insides were burning, my mother went on to talk about how there was going to be a meeting with them at our manor next week, and how I would be able to meet her. My mother thought there was a chance that I would actually like her and be happy about the marriage……. Ya right.
