Lucius' Rule: A Prison Of Mind And Emotion
By Nina (aka Lostinthought 37)
Chapter 1:
It had been a week since there new arrival had come but already things were getting back to there old if slightly different routine. Draco walk quietly but with perfect poise through the sitting room and to dinning room taking his usual seat on the right hand side of his fathers magnificent chair.
"Good Morning Draco."
"Good Morning Father; Professor Snape."
"Oh yes morning," replied a slightly off balance Severus as he sipped his morning coffee.
"I trust you sleep well son," ask Lucius a eye brow raised his mouth turned up slightly in the corner.
"As always father."
A look passed between them and then just as quickly ended almost as if it never happened.
"So will we be playing chess again this evening father," Draco asked taking a bite of sausage and egg into his mouth.
"Oh I do wish we could but unfortunately I promised Severus here a game of racket ball this evening. I hope you don't mind."
"Of course I not father I know how much "racket ball" means to you."
He was tempted to slap him then. To slam his head against the table like so many a nights they had spent alone with him in a rage. Instead he smiled wickedly. "Well if you going to act like that maybe I can pencil you in for a little game of chess."
The boy stiffened visibly. That had not been his intention at all. "Enjoy your racketball I'll be fine really." God I got him angry shit!
"No your right racketball has been taking up too much of my time lately I need to spend more quality with my son. There is nothing more important to me then correcting your strategy. But of course we both know I always do get you in checkmate."