A/N: Thanks to my reviewer!!!!!!!!! This chapter is short, but it shows you why Draco's being a bitch.
knock, Knock "enter Draco." Lucius stood with his back to the door in his big office. "Yes Father? You wanted me?" Lucius turned to see the boy. The young Malfoy was standing defiantly, as he had been taught, but his eyes held fear. Deep down, he knew why he was wanted. "I have been informed that I am to test your-ah- abilities for the Dark Lord, if you are to serve him when you grow older." Draco nodded, not sure which "abilities" his Father was talking about.
"it is a Death Eater's job to rape and cause fear in th Dark Lord's name. I am aware that you don't know how to do this. I find it my responsibility that you learn. Therefore, i want you to watch me closly." Draco backed up in fear. "First, you want to minimize the chance of them getting away." Lucius smirked an evil, merciless, loveless smirk that would later become the trademark of the small boy he called "son". "Crucio." Lucius held the wand in place lazily, not intending to take the curse off anytime soon.
Draco fell down immidatly. It was his first time under the curse, and he didn't know how to withstand it. He writhed and clenched his teeth in a painful grimace, eyes screwed shut. Half an hour passed. An hour. An hour and a half. Two whole hours. Draco felt the will to struggle leave and went limp, letting the mounting pain come, sinking into him like poison. The curse was lifted. "Always know that when they stop fighting, it's time to stop and then begin what you were meant to do." Lucius told the boy, as if he had just finished an exciting lecture about something innocent.
Draco just lay there, feeling the aftermath of the curse. The room spun, and with out realizing it, a tear leaked out of Draco's face. "Malfoy's do not cry!" Roared an infuriated Lucius. "Imperio!" Draco felt everything dim and he heard a voice in his head. "Take off your clothes. NOW." Draco was afraid, and obeyed, not awre of Lucius watching in amusment, not aware of what he was planning to do. He felt the curse lifted and looked around in shock.
He was naked in front of his Father. Lucius took a step towards him, grabbing Draco's wrist. "Sometimes it is easier to make them do things themselves. OR you can go by force. Now take off my robe, boy." Lucus stood in dignity, as draco pulled off his silver robes, and hung them over a chir. "What now Father?" Draco knew it was best to pretend to be interested in learning this, even if he was currently the victim.
Lucius picked the boy up and set him on the table. He instructed wicked things to do with mouths and hands, teaching Draco how to give the victim pleasure, but mostly, how to make the victims pleasure you. Then, he showed Draco the most important part. Draco looked in shock at the sight in front of him. "He wants me to WHAT his WHAT?!!" The poor child (who was only about 9 at the time) did his best, but was not good enough for Lucius.
"You will be better than that next time. Practice on the Elf." with that, he shoved Draco out of the room, and summoned his wife. draco had not satisfied him, and she would pay, as always.
End flashback back to Draco after raping the first year.
"I forgot many things. I will have to better. I'm sorry I failed you Father." Draco bent his head in sorrow. Draco the fell asleep, eager for the next night.
knock, Knock "enter Draco." Lucius stood with his back to the door in his big office. "Yes Father? You wanted me?" Lucius turned to see the boy. The young Malfoy was standing defiantly, as he had been taught, but his eyes held fear. Deep down, he knew why he was wanted. "I have been informed that I am to test your-ah- abilities for the Dark Lord, if you are to serve him when you grow older." Draco nodded, not sure which "abilities" his Father was talking about.
"it is a Death Eater's job to rape and cause fear in th Dark Lord's name. I am aware that you don't know how to do this. I find it my responsibility that you learn. Therefore, i want you to watch me closly." Draco backed up in fear. "First, you want to minimize the chance of them getting away." Lucius smirked an evil, merciless, loveless smirk that would later become the trademark of the small boy he called "son". "Crucio." Lucius held the wand in place lazily, not intending to take the curse off anytime soon.
Draco fell down immidatly. It was his first time under the curse, and he didn't know how to withstand it. He writhed and clenched his teeth in a painful grimace, eyes screwed shut. Half an hour passed. An hour. An hour and a half. Two whole hours. Draco felt the will to struggle leave and went limp, letting the mounting pain come, sinking into him like poison. The curse was lifted. "Always know that when they stop fighting, it's time to stop and then begin what you were meant to do." Lucius told the boy, as if he had just finished an exciting lecture about something innocent.
Draco just lay there, feeling the aftermath of the curse. The room spun, and with out realizing it, a tear leaked out of Draco's face. "Malfoy's do not cry!" Roared an infuriated Lucius. "Imperio!" Draco felt everything dim and he heard a voice in his head. "Take off your clothes. NOW." Draco was afraid, and obeyed, not awre of Lucius watching in amusment, not aware of what he was planning to do. He felt the curse lifted and looked around in shock.
He was naked in front of his Father. Lucius took a step towards him, grabbing Draco's wrist. "Sometimes it is easier to make them do things themselves. OR you can go by force. Now take off my robe, boy." Lucus stood in dignity, as draco pulled off his silver robes, and hung them over a chir. "What now Father?" Draco knew it was best to pretend to be interested in learning this, even if he was currently the victim.
Lucius picked the boy up and set him on the table. He instructed wicked things to do with mouths and hands, teaching Draco how to give the victim pleasure, but mostly, how to make the victims pleasure you. Then, he showed Draco the most important part. Draco looked in shock at the sight in front of him. "He wants me to WHAT his WHAT?!!" The poor child (who was only about 9 at the time) did his best, but was not good enough for Lucius.
"You will be better than that next time. Practice on the Elf." with that, he shoved Draco out of the room, and summoned his wife. draco had not satisfied him, and she would pay, as always.
End flashback back to Draco after raping the first year.
"I forgot many things. I will have to better. I'm sorry I failed you Father." Draco bent his head in sorrow. Draco the fell asleep, eager for the next night.