"But Father," Draco complained, having a bit of trouble keeping up with Lucius, "It's going to rain, and," 'I don't want to fly?' He thought but didn't say this.

"Rain doesn't matter Son," Lucius continued walking, as though he was unaware of Draco being behind him, "Lots of great players ride in the rain." He finally turned to look at Draco before laying the broom down, "Alright now the first thing you have to do is hold your hand out like this and say 'Up broom'." The broom flew into the old man's left hand before it was discarded on the ground again, "Now you try."

Draco nodded understanding his instructions. Holding his hand out like his father Draco managed out "Up boom!"

"Broom!" Lucius corrected at once, "Broom, Up Broom!"

"Right, up Boom!" Lucius glared at his son, who just stared at the unmoving broom, "Father it's not working!"

"It's not working because," He sighed, rubbing his face with his hand, resting the bridge of his nose between his thumb and fore finger."Say Brrr-oom,"

"Um, okay, Up Brrr-oom," Draco muttered watching the broom roll over, "Up up up!" Ah an angry nine year old boy, "UP BROOM!" Draco smiled as though he had just won the Quidditch world championships when the broom hit his frail hand, "Now what?"

"Now you mount up," Rain had already started to fall as Draco mounted up. "Now, well, okay, that's right," Lucius smiled for a moment watching Draco manage to get the broom to a decent speed in the rain. "Alright now, hold, don't go, wait that's not right!" A bit late Lucius, yes riding in the rain was not a good idea for beginners. It's also not a good idea to ride without gloves, the handle of the broom had become slippery under the boy's pale hands. Draco had indeed fallen, his broom landing at his side. His head faced awaay from Lucius who looked, almost, worried.

"Lucius maybe you should," Narcissa was also to late, she let out a short gasp running over when she noticed Lucius kneeling by Draco's unconscious body. "Draco?" Her voice frantic she fell beside Lucius, caring about her son a bit more than he did, knowing he only cared because of his precious- well, we won't get into that right now. "What happened to my baby? Lucius what the hell just happened?!"

Putting on hand under the backs of the boy's legs and the other hand behind his head Lucius muttered walking by Narcissa into the house, "I'll get him to the bed."

Alright I am so sorry this short chapter took so bloody long! I had a play to do, band practice, babies to eat, so here ya go, chapter four. Ah what will become of our poor little Draco? I also kinda wanted to give Narcissa more of a personality in this chapter, just to kinda show how much more she cares about Draco than Lucius. Plus my middle name is Narcissa so that kinda makes me want to write more about her, don't ask why, just...yeah. Well I should have the next chapter up after about twelve more cups of coffee, yes, poor Millie has had no sleep. The most sleep she's gotten was when her boyfriend forced her to sleep on his couch so…Yeah, don't you love my little blogs here at the end? Chapter five should be up soon! Love ya all 3 Millie!