A/N: this is my first fanfic, so go easy on me! Without further ado,

Light Of Darkness

The boy pushed his blond hair back from his forehead and stared at his reflection angrily. His gray eyes shone coldly in the cloudy morning light.

"Very nice, Mr. Malfoy," his mirror told him. The boy gave a curt nod in acknowledgement, and tenderly touched his forehead, where an ugly bruise was already forming. His hand clenched into a fist, and he bit his lip in anger.

"Obscuro." The boy muttered, pointing a wand at the bruise. It disappeared slowly. Pointing to other various bruises on his body, the boy continued concealing his injuries. Finally finished, the boy stared at his reflection again, running his eyes over his handiwork. A smirk slowly turned up the corners of his mouth, and the boy gripped his wand tighter in his palm. Lucius was going to pay. Sooner or later.

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The low murmur of the Death Eaters woke Draco up, and he slowly rolled out of his bed, his feet contacting the cold stone floor. He wanted to know if there was something he could use against that man. Ignoring the shivers shooting up his spine, Draco silently laid one ear to the ground.

"The plan is all set." One silky voice announced. Draco tensed. His father.

"What?" A gruff voice asked, most obviously Goyle's father. Draco could almost see the brutish look on the man's face.

"We will kidnap the child, and bring them into the dungeons." Mr. Malfoy explained impatiently, in a tense voice. Draco smirked at his father's evident frustration. The boy sat down on his knees more comfortably.

"Why?" a quiet voice. Draco frowned. Who was it? He pressed his ear urgently to the floor, wanting to know more. His father never told him about any plan.

Just then, a loud creak penetrated the room, and Draco shot up, cold gray eyes scanning the room. There was no movement. Frowning, Draco put his ear back on the cold stone floor.

"-tonight, then. Adjourned." There was a loud scraping of chairs, and Draco could hear footsteps leaving. Draco sat up on his heels, unruly light blond hair falling into his eyes, processing what he had just heard. His door opened, suddenly, and Draco stood up, dusting his knees off elegantly.

"Draco." It was Lucius. Alike, and yet so different from the boy which stood before him. Draco inclined his head, hiding his anger as he had been taught. "Don't listen to my conversations." Draco's hands clenched painfully. "I'll have to punish you." Lucius grinned, and pointed his wand at his son. "Crucio."

Draco fell on the floor, writhing in pain. He was being crushed. His heart beat rapidly and Draco bit his lip from crying out. He felt his life draining out of him, and his stomach was doing flip-flops.

"You.bastard." He managed to choke out, before his eyes glazed over into the back of his head.

Lucius smirked, and turned to go, robes flaring.

"Oh, I almost forgot." He said to himself. He pointed his wand at his son. "Obliviate."

~*~

Draco's eyes fluttered open, his whole body sore. Raising one shaky hand to his head, he tried to remember what happened. He had a nagging feeling it had been important, but shrugged it off as sleepiness. He sat up on his bed and glanced out his window. The moon had just risen, and casting his room with an ethereal glow.

Strangely, he wasn't hungry, and he cast his gaze around his room. His skates lay forgotten in a corner. Taken by some indescribable desire, he grabbed his skates and flung on his cloak. He grabbed his newly bought Firebolt broom and flew out the window. The cool wind whipped about his hair, and Draco tugged on his hood. He headed towards the forest, where he knew by memory lay a pond.

In the distance, he saw the light sparkling of water. It had been an unnaturally cold summer, and the pond had frozen over. Landing gently on the newly fallen snow, he started to put on his skates, when he saw a graceful blur skating in the pond. Their eyes met, and for some reason, Draco could not look away. A hood covered the person's face, and all the boy could see were two brown eyes, sparkling in the midnight glow.

Draco skated over to where the figure was, his skills coming back with every step. He stopped in front of it, eyes probing. His expensive broom lay in the snow behind him, forgotten. Draco, at this distance, could tell the figure was a girl. Unbidden, he extended a hand towards her.

"May I?" he asked quietly, surprising even himself, his breath becoming a wisp of smoke quickly disappearing into the night air. The girl smiled, he could tell by the way her eyes wrinkled up in the corners.

"Of course." She answered. She had a beautiful voice. The two of them began to skate to imaginary music, broken up now and then by the mysterious sounds of the forest around them. They skated in silence, neither willing to break the peace with words.

Draco lifted her in the air and the tinkling laugh of the girl fell down onto Draco's ears. A fleeting smile graced his drawn lips. They continued skating, simultaneously in beat with each other, twirling and spinning in the air in perfect rhythm.

Draco's cheeks began to get pink, and he loved the freedom of the air in his hair. The same reason why he loved quidditch; why he loved to dive on his broom. Unwelcome, the first time he had skated came into his mind.

~*~

"Daddy, daddy, I can do it now!" the little boy said, smiling a crooked smile as he stood proudly in front of a man.

"It's father." The man corrected icily. But this could not dampen the little one's spirits, as it had many times before. "Show me, then." The man had asked, disbelieving.

The little boy began to skate toward his father. But the man started skating backwards.

"You haven't reached me yet, boy." His father scoffed elegantly.

It was inevitable. The little boy fell, and cut his lip. His eyes moistened, but did not cry. The small boy looked up at his father pleadingly. Hard laughter echoed in his ears, as his father skated away.

Then, amazingly, a little girl had come up to him. This was before he had learnt about muggles, before he had learnt prejudice. She was bundled up in many layers, and her hair fell in curly waves across her shoulders.

She offered him a handkerchief, her eyes comforting, cheeks red from the wind. Draco raised a hand thankfully to take the proffered gift.

Suddenly his father came back, and dragged him away.

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Draco fell, his knee hitting the ice hard.

"Are you okay?" the girl asked him, extending a hand.

"I'm fine," he told her gruffly, and began to stand up.

But fell back onto the ice, hitting the same knee again. He inhaled sharply from the pain. The wind took that time to start howling around them. For some reason, his and the girl's hoods stayed on.

"Here." The girl sat on the ice around him, and took out a wand. "Ameliorate." She said, staring a while into Draco's eyes. Draco looked at her in surprise.

"You're a witch." She nodded. 'Ameliorate' was a powerful healing spell only the most advanced wizard could accomplish. 'Obscuro' hid injuries.

Suddenly a loud creak echoed through the glade. The same sound Draco had heard earlier in his room, he remembered foggily. The sound continued, getting louder and louder, till it started to pierce Draco's ears.

"Ah! Look out!" the girl suddenly screamed, and grabbed his hand. But it was too late. Both him and the girl were suddenly crushed between an enormous weight.

Draco's eyes looked around, panicked. It was an old deadfall, a tree. It could've fallen on him when he was in his room. He couldn't breathe, and his already weak body began to shake in exhaustion.

"Help!" he heard a weak shout from the girl, but his head began to loll. He was losing consciousness. Suddenly he was saved. Arms started to pull him out from underneath the tree, and spells whistled over his head to make the tree lighter.

I'm safe now, Draco repeated in his head, and forced his eyes to open. His saviours were dressed in dark black, flowing robes. Tiredly, he glanced at the girl. She was getting dug out also.

We're safe now, he repeated to himself.

.

That was before the punches came.

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