authors note: Hiya. im going to try and make this chapter longer than the last.
SADLY NOT JKR I ONLY OWN MY PLOT.
Draco walked through the cold long hallway one of many in the large manor his family owned. These days he rarely saw his family and when he did it was almost always a brief and unpleasant meeting. His father had summoned him to his study much to Draco's annoyance. His relationship with his father was complicated to put it lightly. For his whole life his father had groomgroomed him to be the perfect pureblood son. His father taught him from a young age what to think, who to respect, what to say, and who to hate. Of course Draco never questioned his father. He didnt even question his father when he made him become a deatheater, he had wanted to please his father and he did for a short while. The only time Draco even thought to question his father was when he was ordered to kill Dumbledore. Draco hadn't been able to go through with it. He didnt want to have blood on his hands. His father had tourtered him severely for not completing the task that the Dark Lord had so kindly trusted him with.
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Draco stepped into his father's study after knocking three sharp knocks. It wasn't often he was summoned with the promise of good news.
"you wanted to see me father?" Draco asked taking the seat across from the older Malfoy. Lucius looked up from the paperwork he had been working on and smirked evily "yes, the Dark Lord has decided to reward you with a gift for your success on the last mission you did, torturing and killing that muggle family" Draco nodded a bit putting a fake evil grin on, the mission had made him sick but if he was honest he didnt much regret it, muggles were scum.
"I'm honored" Draco said not really knowing what else to say.
"you should be, it wasn't even that impressive of a mission, your gift will arrive tomorrow" Dracos father said and then waved his had to dismiss Draco.
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Draco had hurriedly left his fathers study and went to his room thinking excitedly about what the gift could be.
