Control - 1/2
Disclaimer: Do I really have to do this? I don't own anything but the plot and Lucius' father's name because we don't know what his name is yet, and we may never so I just gave him one. Yeah. I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters or Linkin Park.
Warnings: Control and abuse. O.o
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there's
something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
consuming/confusing
this lack of self-control i fear is never ending
controlling/i can't seem
to find myself again
my walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence and i'm convinced that there's just too much
pressure to take)
i've felt this way before
so insecure
'Crawling' by Linkin Park
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The elder Malfoy stared down at his son, "Tonight, Lucius, is the night you will join me in power beside the Dark Lord – beside Voldemort – tonight is the night you will become a Death Eater."
Lucius looked at his father in disbelief. Himself a Death Eater? Impossible! "I-I won't become one, father."
"You will." Ruben raised his voice slightly.
"No, father, I don't want to be like you."
"You can't deny who you are!" Ruben was quickly growing angry at his son's refusal. "You are a Malfoy! A Slytherin! You can't deny who you are! What you are destined to become!"
"I will not become a mindless servant!"
Ruben drew back his hand and struck his son across the face. Lucius' hand went up to his bruised cheek as his father stated almost too calmly, "Don't ever talk back to me. You will live to regret it next time."
Lucius glared at his father for a moment before turning around and just walked away. Ruben smirked, pulled out his wand and muttered.
"Imperio."
Lucius' body stiffened suddenly then relaxed feeling wonderful, glad he didn't have to think for himself.
"Come son, we must prepare you for tonight."
"Yes father." Lucius turned to face his father his eyes completely unfocused and blank. Obediently he followed his father.
But, something crept up in the back of his mind, a voice that said:
I don't want to.
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tbc