A/N - Day 2
Prompt: Glory
Character: Draco
Rating: K
Draco lay in his four-poster, staring at the canopy. His mother would insist he dress for dinner soon, the routine and rules of their life still followed regardless of his father's incarceration. But right now, Draco had no desire to move. His arm still twitched and ached slightly from the branding a few nights before and he brought it up to rest on his stomach.
He stared at the Mark as he had numerous times since he'd received it. It represented everything he had always been taught, believed in, strived for throughout his sixteen years. It was nothing short of an honor that he had received it, especially given his age. And the task that the Dark Lord had set him, the task would return the Malfoy family to their earlier standing in the Dark Lord's circle, his father's failures quickly forgotten.
It was a privilege really; a testament of the Dark Lord's faith in him that Draco had been given such an important assignment. Draco was quite sure his father would have been puffed up with pride at the honor bestowed upon his son had he been there. He chose not to think about his mother's stricken face after the Dark Lord had left them or her tears that he pretended not to see when she had tended to the Mark later.
Draco sat up on his bed, his face set in determination. A small smile curled up the corners of his lips as he imagined Potter's face when his precious Dumbledore was no more. And then the Dark Lord would grant Draco the glory that he had always been seeking. He would be rewarded handsomely and his family would reign supreme once more. Just as it should be.