Father of Mine
Author: potionsmaster
Rating: PG for swearing
Feedback: Much appreciated
PoV: Draco's
I couldn't wait to go back to Hogwarts. This summer at home finally crossed the border from mere unnerving to downright terrifying. Lucius (I refuse to call him 'Father' or 'Dad' anymore) was excited...I was to make my initiation to the Dark Circle. Such a delightful time and all, I couldn't wait to go. Yeah, right, who'm I fooling? I nearly fucking collapsed in fear when I set eyes on the Dark Lord for the first time. Damn, much as I hate to admit it, Potter had guts to face him for about 5 years in a row.
Anyway, I now have this dull pain on my arm and a deep, bloody red insignia burned onto it. Joy. I can't exactly talk to Lucius about my problems, because he'll never understand. "Draco, serving our Master is a great honour and I don't want to hear you complain about it again," he'll say. And that's if he's in a good mood. If he's in a bad mood...::shudders:: I'd rather not state it, it would burn the paper I write it on. I can't wait to get away from here, to where my REAL father is. I can tell him anything, talk without being afraid of '...not being a man, not being a Malfoy...' Heaven forbid that I have feelings.
If I feel like punching somebody, my real father is there, holding the pillow until I calm down or tire myself out. If I want to talk about fears, he's always there with some ready advice. When I want to cry, he stays by me and listens quietly, allowing me privacy from the rest of the dunderhead school. He doesn't exactly enjoy our talks about girls and the problems with them, but still he listens. He knows if he doesn't, who will? We've even had some good laughs together, he and I, just like a real father and son are supposed to. When my dreams are troubled and tormented, he stays up the night. Just for me.
The train ride to Hogwarts just isn't the same until I've annoyed Potty, Weasel, and the Mudblood at least once, which I do. The two Boulders that are my 'friends' do nothing but grunt and crack their knuckles. Ever the fucking idiots. Weasley turns as red as his hair (quite a sight to see, if you ask me), Granger buries her nose in a book (big surprise there), and Potter goes and gets all 'noble' on me, the prick. I had half a mind to throw a punch at him, but then again, I didn't want to get in trouble on my first night back and I'm sure my true father wouldn't want me to, either.
As usual, the Great Hall is spectacular. To a first year, anyway, it's old to the rest of us at Hogwarts. The grubby hat sings its stupid song for the year, blah blah blah. I catch Father's eye and he nods slightly, showing that he'll be expecting me later that night. Good, I need to talk. I hope he feels like listening. The feast is finally over, now maybe that slut Pansy will leave me alone. I tell Crabbe and Goyle to go on ahead, I'll be along soon. Those two goons can't do anything without being told numerous times; just like their asshole-fathers.
I sweep along the dungeon passageway, robes billowing out menacingly. The torches flicker ominously, perfectly suiting the very essence of the area. Quickly I find myself at his door and let myself in to wait in a comfortable armchair. Squishy, with nice green pillows. He likes green. Most people think that his favourite colour is black, but it's not; it's his second-favourite. Not like anybody really gives a rat's ass about it all the same. I just sit, staring into the fire, contemplating whether I should scream, laugh, or weep first. Not an easy choice, let me tell you. The fire burns lower and lower in the grate until only the glowing embers are left. A tear leaks out of the corner of my eye and I let it fall; what's the point of wiping it away?
A whisper of cloth-on-cloth and that's all I need to know that it's him. "Draco?" he asks softly, "What's wrong?"
"Everything, Professor Snape....everything."
A/N: What say you? Should I add more to it and make it a story? Or should I just post the sequel to it? 'Tis the reader's choice and any comment is much appreciated.
~~potions~~
