okay i decided to update this... lol especially since someone someone offered to kill me if i didn't and of course i wouldn't want to miss the big tests this week for the whole world!! LOL man i wanna die... kill meeeeeeeeeeeee haha ^_^;;;;;;
to PandaExpressG -- eeeeek!!!! O_O don't kill meee!!!!! lol
to Nicky -- oh hehe ^^;; i guess i didn't explain... sorry!! lol Draco is 10 in that chapter... he's 11 now... sorry sorry sorry!! ahhhh i suck!! oh yea and Draco will be more uh... tougher... lol but i have to change things a bit so i can actually write a fanfic... lol cuz if i don't then it's going to be copying Mrs. Rowling or whatever... o_O
to articflames -- yay! hehe well Draco's going to be more mellow later... hehe o_O i love writing fanfics... lol
DISCLAIMER: if i had enough money i'd probably try buying Harry Potter offa J.K. Rowling... but since i'm wearing rags for clothes i don't think i should try... i don't think she'll haggle lol
Hidden Life
by: hikari
Chapter 2 - Hogwarts'Hmm... time to get up... I don't wanna...'
"Master Draco!! Please get up! It is 8:00 in the morning!" Dobby cried jumping onto Draco's bed.
'Oh, crap.' Draco rubbed his eyes and forced them open before he went out of bed and got ready for breakfast in record time. He zipped past Dobby who shook his head for a moment and disappeared to reappear in the kitchen before Lucius Malfoy would notice Dobby gone.
"Hello, father." Draco said before sitting down on the opposite side of their grand table. It was a good thing of having a lot of money. Big and glamorous furniture to keep you away from your parents.
"You do know today is an important day today..." Lucius started. Draco nodded. Today was a day that his father was going to try and get a higher job. He invited the head to try and bribe him. It would be a good day for Draco. Lucius snorted. "Of course you know this is an important day. I'm sure you would love to get your hands on sweets every day." He sneered. "Just because you turned 11 two weeks ago doesn't mean that you're old enough to enjoy anything. You need serious discipline and you're just making it hard for me. And you know what happens when you make things hard..."
Draco nodded coldly. He excused himself very quickly without eating anything and went upstairs into his room.
'I'm not a damn baby anymore... why does he do that still?' Draco asked himself, not really wanting to know the answer yet demanding to know it. 'Oh whatever, not like the old man's gonna do anything. He better not.' Draco made a face that showed cruelty.
Suddenly...
CRASH!
He went back down to see what was going on in the kitchen. "DOBBY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Draco demanded. Dobby shuddered. "N-nothing... M-M-Master Draco..."
"WELL THEN DON'T MAKE SUCH A RACKET!! I WAS THINKING!!!!" Dobby bowed and started cleaning up the mess in the sink. Draco went back upstairs in a bad mood. 'Damn that Dobby... doesn't know how to do anything.' he thought, even though he knew it wasn't true.
Downstairs, Dobby was washing the dishes again. 'Master Draco not happy... maybe Dobby did something wrong.' He knew that Draco had changed a lot. He wasn't the happy boy that Dobby had loved to serve long ago. He wasn't even the boy that cried when Lucius whipped him. Now he was just cold to everything. Dobby worried about him but he knew that he was only a house elf and couldn't do anything to try and help.
In the Dining Room, Lucius was enjoying his breakfast when an owl dropped a letter into his coffee. Seething with rage, Lucius looked to see who the letter was to. "DRACO?!"
"Yes, father." Draco replied coolly. "YOUR LETTER!! READ IT! AND IT RUINED MY BREAKFAST! THE LETTER BETTER BE DAMN IMPORTANT OR YOU'RE GETTING A WHIPPING!!" Even Lucius noticed a change in his son. Usually, this would make him cringe or shudder in fright, but now... nothing.
Draco took the letter calmly from his father's hand and looked it over before opening it. He scanned it quickly before folding the letter back into the envelope and saying, "I'm accepted into Hogwarts. Important enough for you?"
Lucius Malfoy looked at his son and raised an eyebrow but said nothing. After all, he didn't want a crybaby for a son. This was better than nothing. "We'll go get supplies next week." he said curtly and dismissed Draco.
Draco went upstairs, holding the letter that was his ticket out of his father's reach. Maybe. He stretched out on his bed, wondering what Hogwarts was like. He was sure he could do everything, after all, he had to admit that his father wasn't stupid. And he definetely wasn't stupid, he could vouch for himself.
uh... was this a bad place to stop? well it's 15 til 11 and my dad wants me to leave so yea that's why i'm stopping here... hehe ^^;; review anyway~