Traumatized
By: PyroKitty
[Chapter 2: Chicken Soup]
Authors Note: Wow! ^^ Thanks for the reviews you guys! They made me want to write the next chapter right away, and that's what I'm doing! When I first posted the chapter I sort of put it written in Japanese accidentally so if you saw it like that ff.net didn't screw up, I did oO Well I don't wanna ramble on any longer so; on with the sweetness!
Disclaimer: (I forgot this last chapter oO) JK Rowling owns all the stuff I don't…..which is mostly everything!
Summery: Abuse is not something to be kidding about, especially since it happens to thousands of children and even adults at some times, every day. What if one person who had the appearance of being a kid who wants nothing to do with emotions or anything else like that was actually one it happened to. But what if instead of that masque that he wore he was actually a child who was unstable and had a spilt personality? What would happen if someone found out that wasn't supposed to? And who will help?
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Darkness. Darkness and stillness was all that could be heard. He tried to move but once he tried he groaned because of the pain that endured his body. Slowly opening his eyes he looked at his surroundings.
A bright room with blood red carpet and white walls. He was lying on a canopied bed which was also white with many pillows. Where was he now? And where'd the girl go?
Suddenly it struck him, not just the 'oh boy, I can be a dumbass at times' struck, the head on collision kind that makes you so mad and sad at the same time you want to cry.
"It was just a dream…." He muttered quietly "It was just a bloody dream….." He took in a deep breath and held it for a few seconds before letting it out. He strained at the intense pain as he tried to sit up and finally did so, but forced to prop himself up with his elbow.
The large door of the room suddenly swung open. "Master Draco, are you….?" The little house elf never got to finish her sentence as she looked up at him wide eyes. "Master Draco! You must lie down! Minci had to bandage Master Draco up because Master Draco fractured a rib!" the little house elf called 'Minci' announced.
"I'll be fine…." He murmured noiselessly. But with the elfs' keen sense of hearing she picked up on it right away.
"Master Draco, Minci must insist that you lay down. Master Draco may get injured more badly if he doesn't…" she said soberly.
He just sighed; this was his mothers' house elf and was supposed to be a role model for her, because truthfully, she wasn't a great mother or someone you could rely on. But for the sake of Minci he laid down even though he struggled to, hoping it would shut her up for a little while until she went to get him some…
"Chicken soup! That's what Master Draco needs!" she quickly scurried out of the room, he was partially happy she did before she got annoying and he got up and strangled her and partially because he really didn't like being called "Master Draco" all the time.
He looked around the room again. "Looks like I'll be here for a while…" That was a true statement. His father knew how to fix the fractured rib and whatever other injuries may have occurred during the attack, but he would rather watch his son suffer through the pain, like always.
"Just four more years…..four more years of living in hell until I can stay at Hogwarts for a while…" he had been looking forward to that day as long as he could remember. Never had he ever wanted anything as much as he wanted to leave this place.
Minutes seemed like hours as they passed and the sun that shined through the window had started to go down leaving the room in dusk. Sleep had finally overtaken his small form and back to Serenity he travelled.
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Once again Draco opened his eyes to see the bright light of daytime. The flowers in bloom and the sounds that travelled in the air quiet and peaceful. How he wished that he could stay here forever, but even in this beautiful dream he knew that once he would awake again it would soon enough disappear.
He looked around before standing up now realizing that he was no longer bandaged up and no pain was felt anywhere on his body.
He walked around before he spotted the girl again. She was picking small white flowers and weaving the stems together to make a ring of them. After finishing making the ring she weaved in some green clovers and then inspected it before raising her eyes up to him in curiosity.
"Hello again Draco…" She said. Confused, he was confused. He hadn't thought he had mentioned his name to her before, but somehow she knew it.
"How did you…?" he started but was soon cut off by her.
"Know your name?" She asked without waiting for him to answer she started her explanation. "Draco Lucius Malfoy. Age seven, will turn eight on March 29th. Father, Lucius Malfoy. Mother, Nacissa Malfoy. Single child who has long since needed to travel to Serenity. Anything you know about yourself, I know about you; plus more. I know your every though, every hope, every emotion."
He was shocked. How did she know those things? Every thought, hope, dream? This place was too good to be true; he didn't deserve to be here. "Well…..you know about me, so who are you?"
She cleared her thought before standing up. "My name is Dime. I'm your guardian, and the one who created Serenity to keep your hopes up. You will get through this time but you must not give up…"
"Sort of like those guardian angels that i've heard about in a book before?" he asked thinking over her statement.
She nodded. "Yes, just like a guardian angel. But now….you must go, Minci just brought you chicken soup and you don't want it to get cold…." With that the world of Serenity turned black, silence and nothing else could be heard.
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Waking up with a jolt he sat up. But he quickly groaned as pain ran through his body from the injury and the sudden movement. He looked over to an end table beside the bed and saw a tray which had a bowl of chicken soup on it along with a note. He picked it up and it read:
Master Draco,
I hope you enjoy the chicken noodle soup. I know that it's not Master Dracos' favourite but it will make him feel a little better plus a full stomach might serve Master Draco well.
From: Minci, your loyal house elf
He put the letter down. Even thought that house elf had been annoying earlier, maybe she was right. He picked up the bowl of soup and the tray and started to eat.
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End Note: So, how was it? Pretty short I know but it was ok. Soon I think Draco is gonna start Hogwarts, but not till a few more chapters, I wanna fit some other stuff in before I do so. Well PLEASE review! Until later…
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Thoughts to ponder
What will happen now that someone else knows his secret about his father?
Where exactly did Dime come from?
What is the place of Serenity all about?
When will Draco heal from his injuries?
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Well until next time on Traumatized!
