Severus knew Draco feared his father but he felt that the boy needed to learn a lesson. He hated to sound like a snitch on the students but he was their authoritative figure who needed to show them the boundaries that they cross, that there will be punishment following right behind them. Severus walked out of Professor Quarrell's office, closing the door behind him. What he didn't see behind him was a nervous looking Draco, fearing for his life as he wasn't sure if Severus really meant that he was going to call his father. You see Draco and his father never had a father-son bond. It was more of a hate relationship between the two. Draco never knew his mother. perhaps she died during childbirth or was killed by the killing curse. Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy was a stubborn, cunning and disrespectful man. He and his ancestors before him were pure-blooded witches and wizards. Him and his ancestors always got Slytherin house. Lucius wasn't an easy going parent to Draco. He often believed that corporal punishment like spanking, child laboring and boot camps were the righteous ways of a successful up bringing of a child with disciplinary troubles. After Severus left Professor Quarrell's office, he walked down the stairs and made a left on a corner. Then he walked down a very narrow hallway that had lights dimmed where it was difficult to see. Severus then took a right turn at the end of the hallway. He opened the door, turning on his light leading to his office. He shut the door behind him as he walked to his desk and chair. Severus knew he couldn't let this go. He had to make the call that Draco will soon regret. Severus sighed softly as he hated ratting out a student like this and call on their parents to notify them of what their child has done. Severus picked up his phone and dialed Lucius' number. Severus believed in the old school methods but also believed a child could use a good ass whooping if they really misbehave or back talked to their folks.
"Is this Lucius Malfoy?" asked Severus as he played with his pen on his desk.
"Yes it is, is there something I can help you with?" asked Lucius.
"Well, sort of. It is about your son Draco." responded Severus sounding a bit concerned.
"My son? What did he do now?" asked Lucius.
'He got into a fight with another student in which the other student had to be taken to the hospital wing." replied Severus.
"Are you fucking serious?" yelled Lucius. "I taught my fucking son better than that. He knows only to hit someone if it is for self defense. This child was a mistake, I tell you that!"
"I just figured to notify you and I was wondering has he been a troublesome child? I am sorry to say but your son will be serving detention for a week. There is no need to hit another student whatsoever!" exclaimed Severus.
"Actually, with that detention he is serving, make him wait on the other student as this will teach him another lesson as well." requested Lucius.
"Yes, sir!" exclaimed Severus.
Severus hung up the phone and arose from his chair. He walked over to the light and turned it off and shut the door behind him. Severus made his way back to Professor Quarrell's office. He opened the door seeing Draco writing lines on a piece of paper.
"Draco, your father decided along with your detention, you must wait on Mr. Potter. No exceptions!" yelled Severus in a stern voice.
"But...but...but..." said Draco.
"No if ands or buts about it. When you are finished serving your detention this evening meet me in the hospital wing so you can start being Harry's waiter." said Severus.
Draco hated his life right now. He didn't want to wait on the boy who lived. Honestly he didn't give a shit about Harry. So what if he survived Voldemort's curse. Who the hell gives a crap about that? Draco would soon know that he would be Harry's bitch!