Disclamer: This is a fic about Draco being beaten at home. I don't usually
write these sort of fics because I'm a more of a F+G person but never mind.
I don't own nada bar Draco's twin sisters.
Bruises
16 year old Draco Malfoy, most hated boy in Slytherin, Son of a well know death-eater leaned heavily against the wall for support, holding his ribs as he painfully struggled to breath. Tomorrow he would escape this, escape his father, escape his fathers fists, tomorrow he went back to hogwarts.
"Dwako?" little Leina said running up to him. Leina (Lee-na) and Leila (Lee-la) were six year old twins.
"Yes Leina?" Draco asked painfully. Leina and Leila were identical but Draco had always been able to tell the difference. They both had wavy bleached blonde hair and green eyes but Leina had bright vibrant green eyes and Leila had dull green eyes.
"You huwt" Leina stated, pointing to where Draco was clutching his ribs. Draco painfully let go and stood up strait.
"No I'm not. C'mon, it's past your bed time and you don't want to get in trouble do you?" Draco asked. Leina shook her head and held her arms up, signalling she wanted to be carried. Draco gently lifted her up and carried her to her room. Leila was already asleep and just as Draco was laying Leina down he felt a hand on his shoulder, a male hand.
"Did you wake her?" Lucius Malfoy asked angrily. Leina looked up at her father.
"Yes father" Draco said quietly.
"Come with me boy" and with that Lucius walked out of the 'nursery'. Draco finished putting Leina to bed, kissed her on the forehead and then left the room, heading for his fathers study. Lucius stood from his chair as Draco shut the door behind him, already knowing what was coming.
'I'm 16 and I'm still being beaten' Draco thought to himself angrily. Lucius grabbed his son by the arm and threw him into the wall and after that continued to thoroughly beat him, using a belt on his back at some point. After an hour of this Draco finally limped out of the room and up to his bedroom where he sat on his bed and treated his cuts and bruises. He couldn't make them go away, especially the belt marks on his back which he couldn't reach. He slowly got changed into his Pj's and lay down on his cold hard bed. He pulled the thin blanket around him, trying to create some warmth, but found none. He sighed, his breath showing before him and blew out the candle. The dark soon lulled away most of the pain and then sleep overtook him, sleep in which he dreamed of hogwarts, of happy times, of Granger.
//Next Day//
Draco was woken by someone throwing cold water over him. He shuddered awake.
"Get dressed" Draco's mother said angrily before she left the cold room. Draco sat up and winced as his back pulled. He swung his legs over the side of his bed and stood up, his legs slightly shaky, and stretched. He slowly got dressed into a white shirt, black trousers and black shoes before combing his hair. He combed it so that it hung down in curtains and didn't gel it back. He slowly walked down the stairs. As soon as he stepped into the kitchen his mother shouted at him. "Get the girls up. We're going in half an hour" she said angrily. Only four plates were on the table, Draco wasn't eating this morning then. Draco slowly went back upstairs to his sisters room. Both were awake and sitting up in bed. Draco forced a smile on his face.
"Who first?" he asked.
"ME!" they both cried.
"Ok. Um, I pick both!" Draco said. The twins looked confused. Draco started getting them dressed, with the underwear he did Leila first, then Leina. But with the skirt he did Leina first and the Leila and so on. Once they were dressed they held onto one of his hands each and he walked them slowly down stairs.
"Took you long enough boy" Lucius said angrily. "Hello girls" he said more happily.
"Hello father" both girls said hugging their father. Draco stood by the door and watched as the rest of his family ate. But when Leila tried to reach for something and was about to fall from her seat and undoubtedly hurt herself he only just managed to stop her falling. But that didn't stop her hitting his back. She started crying and Draco tried to hide the pain he was in. Lucius held out his arms to Leila who shuffled into them, crying into his shoulder. Draco's mother slapped him once around face and then took Leila from Lucius. Leina watched from her seat as she quietly ate her toast. Lucius glared at Draco as if it had been his fault.
"We are leaving. Now" Lucius said suddenly. Draco went and got his trunk and owl cage. When he returned Leina and Leila were each holding one of their mothers hands and Lucius was tapping his foot angrily. "Took you long enough" he said angrily.
"Sorry father, I had trouble with my trunk" Draco apologised. He didn't know this but he had a vibrant black eye and a red handprint on his face.
"Clean your face up before you get on the train Malfoy" Lucius said angrily, before they began going.
//On Platform 9 ¾//
"Goodbye by boy" Lucius said annoyed. He shoved Draco towards the train. Draco painfully walked away. He dropped off his case and went to find a compartment for himself. He found one and sat down noisily. He found tears in his eyes and angrily wiped them away. He took out a little book and opened it. It was a magiced book, a diary of his whole life, his whole life of abuse that is. It started on his 9th birthday, the day he'd first been beaten, or technically thrown into the wall. He wrote the next entry, for yesterday. Each entry described in detail the pain he felt inside and the scars and marks that covered his body. He sighed and closed his book, just as Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny opened the door.
"Oh God Malfoy's here" Ron said angrily.
"Don't worry. I'll leave" Draco said quietly. He stood and moved to the door, leaving his book accidentally on the seat. Ron elbowed him in the ribs and was rather surprised when instead of retaliating Draco just gasped in pain and walked away. The four glanced at each other before they sat down. Hermione found herself sat on a book and when she pulled it out she found it was a diary that had a lock, but wasn't locked. She opened it and saw a neat handwriting that had tear marks on it.
17th June 1993
I know birthdays are supposed to be happy, but how can I be happy after what just happened. Father threw me into the wall, then hit me. It hurt so much that I started crying. I've never cried before but I couldn't stop, I still can't stop. First he got angry because I was happy, then he threw me across the room into the wall and I hit my head and started crying, then he even hit me. I'm writing this curled up under my bed because I'm so afraid. I haven't opened any presents yet and my head really hurts.
Draco Malfoy, Age 9
Hermione gasped. She would never have guessed, never. She looked at the next one, it was dated for the next week after that one, and yet again he was beaten. As she scanned through the book she saw that every entry was about a beating. Draco Malfoy was being abused by his father. She couldn't believe. She went to the last entries.
4th September 2003
I'm such a bloody idiot! Such a fucking idiot. I said something smart to him so he hit me, then I woke Leina by accident and he beat me. What more could I have done wrong? My back really hurts, the welts haven't gone down yet. Draco
5th September 2003
Got up late so was woken by cold water from Mother. Had to get girls up. Cheered them up at least. Didn't get them ready in time so didn't get any breakfast. Leila nearly fell off her chair I caught her and got a slap for it! I probably would have got a punch if I hadn't caught her but a slap for stopping her falling! I hate my life. Draco
Hermione was shocked, so shocked she stopped breathing for a while.
"Hermione?" Harry asked. Hermione gasped and looked up at him.
"Yes?" Hermione asked quietly.
"What's that?" Ron asked.
"Malfoy's notepad. I'm going to go return it" Hermione said leaving the room.
Draco had found another empty compartment, filled with luggage except for two seats, he only took up one. He was crying silently while he stared at the landscape flashing past the window. He heard the door open and he quickly wiped his eyes. He turned to see Hermione stood with her hands behind her back. He'd had a crush on her since 1st grade, but she was muggle born, it wouldn't work.
"What do you want Granger?" Draco asked. Hermione brought out her hands. Draco gasped in shock as he saw his notepad. He looked from it to the expression on her face, she'd read it. He jumped up and snatched it from her.
"How could you! It's private!" he shouted angrily. Hermione shut the door.
"I'm sorry" Hermione said quietly.
"Leave Granger" Draco said as he threw the notepad onto the seat.
"I'm really sorry I read it" Hermione said moving towards him.
"Look Granger, that's my life. You have your life, I have mine, let me cope with it" Draco said angrily. One lone tear fell from his eye and slid down his cheek.
"No Malfoy. It's against the law, what he does to you" Hermione said quietly.
"It doesn't matter" Draco muttered, turning from her. Hermione touched his shoulder lightly, but he still flinched. Silently she put her arms around him and hugged him. He'd never been hugged before so he tensed, worried this was some decoy. Hermione felt him tense and realised that he mustn't get many hugs at home, if any. She gently walked around him so she was hugging him from the front and used her hand to rest his head on her shoulder. He cried for a while, not really realising he was doing it. Hermione rubbed his back soothingly and felt him flinch a few times, when her hands were at the top, his shoulders. She slowly put her hand under his shirt, feeling him tense and ran a hand over the red welts and scars. Now she was crying, crying for Draco Malfoy of all people. Draco took shuddering breath's as he tried to calm his tears. He pulled away from her, looking down. "Thanks" he whispered, not looking up.
"If you ever need a hug" Hermione said.
"Yeah" Draco said. Hermione began to go. "Granger!" she turned at his cry. "Don't tell anyone, please?" Draco asked desperately.
"I won't tell" Hermione promised before leaving the compartment. Draco sat down and opened his notepad, making a new entry.
I just had a visit from Hermione. She read this diary, or most of it, and came to me. I cried and she even cried and hugged me, she actually gave me my first hug since I was 9. The only thing I didn't like was that she felt my scars on my backs. She touched my skin! She let me cry into her shoulder and she kept a tight hold on me, It was heaven. She's my angel, she keeps me living in my life that isn't worth living at all. She will keep me going until the bitter end. Draco
A/N Wot do you think. Do you want another chapter coz I can write one if you want one.
Bruises
16 year old Draco Malfoy, most hated boy in Slytherin, Son of a well know death-eater leaned heavily against the wall for support, holding his ribs as he painfully struggled to breath. Tomorrow he would escape this, escape his father, escape his fathers fists, tomorrow he went back to hogwarts.
"Dwako?" little Leina said running up to him. Leina (Lee-na) and Leila (Lee-la) were six year old twins.
"Yes Leina?" Draco asked painfully. Leina and Leila were identical but Draco had always been able to tell the difference. They both had wavy bleached blonde hair and green eyes but Leina had bright vibrant green eyes and Leila had dull green eyes.
"You huwt" Leina stated, pointing to where Draco was clutching his ribs. Draco painfully let go and stood up strait.
"No I'm not. C'mon, it's past your bed time and you don't want to get in trouble do you?" Draco asked. Leina shook her head and held her arms up, signalling she wanted to be carried. Draco gently lifted her up and carried her to her room. Leila was already asleep and just as Draco was laying Leina down he felt a hand on his shoulder, a male hand.
"Did you wake her?" Lucius Malfoy asked angrily. Leina looked up at her father.
"Yes father" Draco said quietly.
"Come with me boy" and with that Lucius walked out of the 'nursery'. Draco finished putting Leina to bed, kissed her on the forehead and then left the room, heading for his fathers study. Lucius stood from his chair as Draco shut the door behind him, already knowing what was coming.
'I'm 16 and I'm still being beaten' Draco thought to himself angrily. Lucius grabbed his son by the arm and threw him into the wall and after that continued to thoroughly beat him, using a belt on his back at some point. After an hour of this Draco finally limped out of the room and up to his bedroom where he sat on his bed and treated his cuts and bruises. He couldn't make them go away, especially the belt marks on his back which he couldn't reach. He slowly got changed into his Pj's and lay down on his cold hard bed. He pulled the thin blanket around him, trying to create some warmth, but found none. He sighed, his breath showing before him and blew out the candle. The dark soon lulled away most of the pain and then sleep overtook him, sleep in which he dreamed of hogwarts, of happy times, of Granger.
//Next Day//
Draco was woken by someone throwing cold water over him. He shuddered awake.
"Get dressed" Draco's mother said angrily before she left the cold room. Draco sat up and winced as his back pulled. He swung his legs over the side of his bed and stood up, his legs slightly shaky, and stretched. He slowly got dressed into a white shirt, black trousers and black shoes before combing his hair. He combed it so that it hung down in curtains and didn't gel it back. He slowly walked down the stairs. As soon as he stepped into the kitchen his mother shouted at him. "Get the girls up. We're going in half an hour" she said angrily. Only four plates were on the table, Draco wasn't eating this morning then. Draco slowly went back upstairs to his sisters room. Both were awake and sitting up in bed. Draco forced a smile on his face.
"Who first?" he asked.
"ME!" they both cried.
"Ok. Um, I pick both!" Draco said. The twins looked confused. Draco started getting them dressed, with the underwear he did Leila first, then Leina. But with the skirt he did Leina first and the Leila and so on. Once they were dressed they held onto one of his hands each and he walked them slowly down stairs.
"Took you long enough boy" Lucius said angrily. "Hello girls" he said more happily.
"Hello father" both girls said hugging their father. Draco stood by the door and watched as the rest of his family ate. But when Leila tried to reach for something and was about to fall from her seat and undoubtedly hurt herself he only just managed to stop her falling. But that didn't stop her hitting his back. She started crying and Draco tried to hide the pain he was in. Lucius held out his arms to Leila who shuffled into them, crying into his shoulder. Draco's mother slapped him once around face and then took Leila from Lucius. Leina watched from her seat as she quietly ate her toast. Lucius glared at Draco as if it had been his fault.
"We are leaving. Now" Lucius said suddenly. Draco went and got his trunk and owl cage. When he returned Leina and Leila were each holding one of their mothers hands and Lucius was tapping his foot angrily. "Took you long enough" he said angrily.
"Sorry father, I had trouble with my trunk" Draco apologised. He didn't know this but he had a vibrant black eye and a red handprint on his face.
"Clean your face up before you get on the train Malfoy" Lucius said angrily, before they began going.
//On Platform 9 ¾//
"Goodbye by boy" Lucius said annoyed. He shoved Draco towards the train. Draco painfully walked away. He dropped off his case and went to find a compartment for himself. He found one and sat down noisily. He found tears in his eyes and angrily wiped them away. He took out a little book and opened it. It was a magiced book, a diary of his whole life, his whole life of abuse that is. It started on his 9th birthday, the day he'd first been beaten, or technically thrown into the wall. He wrote the next entry, for yesterday. Each entry described in detail the pain he felt inside and the scars and marks that covered his body. He sighed and closed his book, just as Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny opened the door.
"Oh God Malfoy's here" Ron said angrily.
"Don't worry. I'll leave" Draco said quietly. He stood and moved to the door, leaving his book accidentally on the seat. Ron elbowed him in the ribs and was rather surprised when instead of retaliating Draco just gasped in pain and walked away. The four glanced at each other before they sat down. Hermione found herself sat on a book and when she pulled it out she found it was a diary that had a lock, but wasn't locked. She opened it and saw a neat handwriting that had tear marks on it.
17th June 1993
I know birthdays are supposed to be happy, but how can I be happy after what just happened. Father threw me into the wall, then hit me. It hurt so much that I started crying. I've never cried before but I couldn't stop, I still can't stop. First he got angry because I was happy, then he threw me across the room into the wall and I hit my head and started crying, then he even hit me. I'm writing this curled up under my bed because I'm so afraid. I haven't opened any presents yet and my head really hurts.
Draco Malfoy, Age 9
Hermione gasped. She would never have guessed, never. She looked at the next one, it was dated for the next week after that one, and yet again he was beaten. As she scanned through the book she saw that every entry was about a beating. Draco Malfoy was being abused by his father. She couldn't believe. She went to the last entries.
4th September 2003
I'm such a bloody idiot! Such a fucking idiot. I said something smart to him so he hit me, then I woke Leina by accident and he beat me. What more could I have done wrong? My back really hurts, the welts haven't gone down yet. Draco
5th September 2003
Got up late so was woken by cold water from Mother. Had to get girls up. Cheered them up at least. Didn't get them ready in time so didn't get any breakfast. Leila nearly fell off her chair I caught her and got a slap for it! I probably would have got a punch if I hadn't caught her but a slap for stopping her falling! I hate my life. Draco
Hermione was shocked, so shocked she stopped breathing for a while.
"Hermione?" Harry asked. Hermione gasped and looked up at him.
"Yes?" Hermione asked quietly.
"What's that?" Ron asked.
"Malfoy's notepad. I'm going to go return it" Hermione said leaving the room.
Draco had found another empty compartment, filled with luggage except for two seats, he only took up one. He was crying silently while he stared at the landscape flashing past the window. He heard the door open and he quickly wiped his eyes. He turned to see Hermione stood with her hands behind her back. He'd had a crush on her since 1st grade, but she was muggle born, it wouldn't work.
"What do you want Granger?" Draco asked. Hermione brought out her hands. Draco gasped in shock as he saw his notepad. He looked from it to the expression on her face, she'd read it. He jumped up and snatched it from her.
"How could you! It's private!" he shouted angrily. Hermione shut the door.
"I'm sorry" Hermione said quietly.
"Leave Granger" Draco said as he threw the notepad onto the seat.
"I'm really sorry I read it" Hermione said moving towards him.
"Look Granger, that's my life. You have your life, I have mine, let me cope with it" Draco said angrily. One lone tear fell from his eye and slid down his cheek.
"No Malfoy. It's against the law, what he does to you" Hermione said quietly.
"It doesn't matter" Draco muttered, turning from her. Hermione touched his shoulder lightly, but he still flinched. Silently she put her arms around him and hugged him. He'd never been hugged before so he tensed, worried this was some decoy. Hermione felt him tense and realised that he mustn't get many hugs at home, if any. She gently walked around him so she was hugging him from the front and used her hand to rest his head on her shoulder. He cried for a while, not really realising he was doing it. Hermione rubbed his back soothingly and felt him flinch a few times, when her hands were at the top, his shoulders. She slowly put her hand under his shirt, feeling him tense and ran a hand over the red welts and scars. Now she was crying, crying for Draco Malfoy of all people. Draco took shuddering breath's as he tried to calm his tears. He pulled away from her, looking down. "Thanks" he whispered, not looking up.
"If you ever need a hug" Hermione said.
"Yeah" Draco said. Hermione began to go. "Granger!" she turned at his cry. "Don't tell anyone, please?" Draco asked desperately.
"I won't tell" Hermione promised before leaving the compartment. Draco sat down and opened his notepad, making a new entry.
I just had a visit from Hermione. She read this diary, or most of it, and came to me. I cried and she even cried and hugged me, she actually gave me my first hug since I was 9. The only thing I didn't like was that she felt my scars on my backs. She touched my skin! She let me cry into her shoulder and she kept a tight hold on me, It was heaven. She's my angel, she keeps me living in my life that isn't worth living at all. She will keep me going until the bitter end. Draco
A/N Wot do you think. Do you want another chapter coz I can write one if you want one.