Disclaimer: Not mine at all.
Warnings: Slightly changed I didn't like my first try to much so I decided to rewrite it. I'm not sure it's better know but I like it this way.
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Shelter 04
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In his dream Lucius felt like flying. A soft warm breeze was surrounding him and took him higher and higher into the sky.
Swirling, twisting and turning his soul spiralled through the clouded air following a golden string of light flashing up before him.
Lucius followed it curiously. The golden light spreaded across the blue of the sky, touching him gently and in this instant Lucius knew...
"Draco!"
Lucius woke with a terrified scream and found the bed deserted.
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Draco closed his eyes and let his mind slip away. It was so easy. He never felt pain. The only thing he felt was happiness. Finally he succeeded...
The bathroom door bursted in hundreds of splinters as his father forced his away inside the small room. Lucius stood on the threshold his eyes scanning the room.
He saw the trail of blood and let his eyes follow it.
Draco was lying on the floor, his blood surrounding him in a small puddle. Suddenly he felt anger. How could he dare to steal himself away? Draco was his and his alone!
Lucius knelt down beside his son cradling the lifeless body in his arms. With shaking hands he reached for his wand only to realise it wasn't there. He remembered he had left it on the nightstand.
"Let him go, Lucius!"
He whirled around and found his wife standing in the doorframe clutching his wand in her hands.
"Give it to me!" Lucius lowered Draco to the ground and lept to his feet.
Narzissa backed away. "Please, Lucius! When you love him you let him go!"
Suddenly everything went quiet. Lucius stared unbelievingly at his wife. He had to be wrong. Narzissa would ‚never' suggest to kill their child.
With a furious cry he backhanded her hard making her stumble against the wall. "You stupid bitch!"
Narzissa hit the wall and fell to the ground. She didn't move. On her forehead formed a large bruise. Lucius smiled cruelly. He would attend to her later.
He went back to his son and moved his wand over Draco's body. It took a long time but finally he was sure he saved his sons life.
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Lucius was sitting beside Draco's bed watching the boy carefully. Draco slowly opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was the cold expression on his father's face.
Sighing he knew he failed again.
"Draco?!" Lucius laid a hand over his sons throat digging his fingers into the soft skin of Draco's neck. "I will tell you something, little dragon! You cannot leave me! I won't let you!"
Draco simply nodded to tired to fight anymore.
"Good. The next time you try to throw your life away think it through. I will always be there. When you try something like this in Hogwarts I will find a way to retrieve you. It doesn't matter whatever you try you will never be free from me!"
Draco didn't respond. Never show him how you feel, never let him know how much he hurts you.
Lucius kissed him roughly. Draco opened his mouth to his father's tongue, accepting Lucius need to show him his desire, denying him nothing.
As Lucius hands roamed over his body Draco forced himself to relax pretending he liked his father's touch. It would please the man above him when he believed his son finally gave in, finally learned to cope with his father's 'love'.
He bore Lucius touches silently. To his relief it didn't take long. Lucius collapsed on Draco stroking his hair and whispering senseless caresses in his ears.
"Can I go to Hogwarts tomorrow?"
Lucius frowned. "Why should I reward you after what you did to me?"
"There are many lessons I will miss!" Both stared at each other.
The boy never showed his emotions. His eyes stayed cold and blank but inside he screamed in despair, his heart ached by the loss of his innocence taken away by his own father, who masked his lust and perverse desires under the disguise of love.
At last Lucius made a decision. "You may go."
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Draco left early the next morning. He was glad to be escaped once more, glad about several months out of Lucius' reach.
But his freedom was an illusion. At the end of the year Lucius would claim him again and there was nothing he could do about. He only could rebuild the defensive walls around himself and protect the remains of his soul.
END
Warnings: Slightly changed I didn't like my first try to much so I decided to rewrite it. I'm not sure it's better know but I like it this way.
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Shelter 04
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In his dream Lucius felt like flying. A soft warm breeze was surrounding him and took him higher and higher into the sky.
Swirling, twisting and turning his soul spiralled through the clouded air following a golden string of light flashing up before him.
Lucius followed it curiously. The golden light spreaded across the blue of the sky, touching him gently and in this instant Lucius knew...
"Draco!"
Lucius woke with a terrified scream and found the bed deserted.
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Draco closed his eyes and let his mind slip away. It was so easy. He never felt pain. The only thing he felt was happiness. Finally he succeeded...
The bathroom door bursted in hundreds of splinters as his father forced his away inside the small room. Lucius stood on the threshold his eyes scanning the room.
He saw the trail of blood and let his eyes follow it.
Draco was lying on the floor, his blood surrounding him in a small puddle. Suddenly he felt anger. How could he dare to steal himself away? Draco was his and his alone!
Lucius knelt down beside his son cradling the lifeless body in his arms. With shaking hands he reached for his wand only to realise it wasn't there. He remembered he had left it on the nightstand.
"Let him go, Lucius!"
He whirled around and found his wife standing in the doorframe clutching his wand in her hands.
"Give it to me!" Lucius lowered Draco to the ground and lept to his feet.
Narzissa backed away. "Please, Lucius! When you love him you let him go!"
Suddenly everything went quiet. Lucius stared unbelievingly at his wife. He had to be wrong. Narzissa would ‚never' suggest to kill their child.
With a furious cry he backhanded her hard making her stumble against the wall. "You stupid bitch!"
Narzissa hit the wall and fell to the ground. She didn't move. On her forehead formed a large bruise. Lucius smiled cruelly. He would attend to her later.
He went back to his son and moved his wand over Draco's body. It took a long time but finally he was sure he saved his sons life.
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Lucius was sitting beside Draco's bed watching the boy carefully. Draco slowly opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was the cold expression on his father's face.
Sighing he knew he failed again.
"Draco?!" Lucius laid a hand over his sons throat digging his fingers into the soft skin of Draco's neck. "I will tell you something, little dragon! You cannot leave me! I won't let you!"
Draco simply nodded to tired to fight anymore.
"Good. The next time you try to throw your life away think it through. I will always be there. When you try something like this in Hogwarts I will find a way to retrieve you. It doesn't matter whatever you try you will never be free from me!"
Draco didn't respond. Never show him how you feel, never let him know how much he hurts you.
Lucius kissed him roughly. Draco opened his mouth to his father's tongue, accepting Lucius need to show him his desire, denying him nothing.
As Lucius hands roamed over his body Draco forced himself to relax pretending he liked his father's touch. It would please the man above him when he believed his son finally gave in, finally learned to cope with his father's 'love'.
He bore Lucius touches silently. To his relief it didn't take long. Lucius collapsed on Draco stroking his hair and whispering senseless caresses in his ears.
"Can I go to Hogwarts tomorrow?"
Lucius frowned. "Why should I reward you after what you did to me?"
"There are many lessons I will miss!" Both stared at each other.
The boy never showed his emotions. His eyes stayed cold and blank but inside he screamed in despair, his heart ached by the loss of his innocence taken away by his own father, who masked his lust and perverse desires under the disguise of love.
At last Lucius made a decision. "You may go."
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Draco left early the next morning. He was glad to be escaped once more, glad about several months out of Lucius' reach.
But his freedom was an illusion. At the end of the year Lucius would claim him again and there was nothing he could do about. He only could rebuild the defensive walls around himself and protect the remains of his soul.
END