chapter 2: The World Of Draco Malfoy
Disclaimer: the characters i wish wer mine but rnt ther aalll J.K. Rowlings ther mite b some of my own character 2 thou.
"Father are you absolutely sure that I have to go since it is you who is the host of this Ministry gathering?"
'THWACK' The staff with the serpent head hit the back of his neck. He stumbled forward in pain.
"Malfoy's do not any circumstances complain boy now get upstairs and get ready!"
"Yes father." The boy quickly walked up the stairs of the manson he had grown up in griping the back of his neck in pain. To many bad memories in this house, he couldn't wait to get out. "Just one more year just one more." He mumbled to himself. He entered his big spacey room. He threw himself onto his silver and green satin sheet bed. He took a couple of deep breaths before getting back up again. The boy walked over to his tall oval mirror to observe his bruise. In the mirror stood none other than Draco Malfoy, with the slicked back silver blonde hair he usually kept ruffled up when around the house but never infront of his father. He had a pale face and endless grey eyes. He was sixteen now and had built a lean musculant body built from playing quiditch which his robes did the job of covering them up. Draco was quite tall now aswell, all and all he had grown well threw his years of puberty.
His bruise had turned into a shade of purple.
"Great another bruise to conceal."He thought outloud. He walked over to his bedside table and grabed his wand. He pointed it at his bruise and quickly mumbled a concealment charm. The bruise was gone but the pain was there, pain was always there for Draco, his best friend. As long as he lived within theese four walls of the manor there was pain not always phsyical but mental and emotional too. He got dress in his black dress robes, did some final touch up to his hair and stomped down stairs, hands in pockets. He walked into the kitchen to find his mother, Narcissa Malfoy. She was sitting down at the kitchen table sipping on her coffe reading the daily prophet.
"Good afternoon mother."Draco said walking over to sit down.
"Good afternoon Draco, I see you are wearing the dress robe i made for you."Mrs Malfoy said, her lips shaping into a smile.
"Ofcourse mother, I always love to see you smile."
"Come here Draco give your mother a hug."She asked standing up. Draco becoming a bit nervous walked over and gave her a hug. She never used to ask for hugs why start now.
"Mother are you okay, this is not like you."Draco exclaimed. He could hear soft little sobs coming from his mother. He could feel the tear drops fall onto his neck, where his bruise lay. Draco wanted to let go, he really didn't like hugs but something was wrong with his mother and he worried. He never like to see his mother sad.
"Draco where did you get that bruise from."She gasped lightly pressing it down. Draco whinced in pain quickly jumping away. 'Damn that piece of shit concealment charm was weak, it come off when in contact with water.' He remembered. He only concealed them around the house because if his mother found out she would get angry which along with her being sad, he didn't like to see.
"Um...I was practicing quiditch and the snitch hit my neck."Draco lied.
'Nice one Draco a snitch caused that bruise I don't think your mother is that thick.'
'Shut up that was the only fucking thing I could think of.'
"Draco he hit you again didn't he."She figured out, the tears streaming down her pale face. She looked so broken down. It scared Draco to see her like this, His mother was all he had. His father didn't care for him, just saw him as a piece of crap, always expecting so much of me. Top grades and the ability to use dark magic so he could hand him in to Lord Voldemort to use when he finished. He was a tool he used nothing more. No friends at school, Crabbe and Goyle weren't included there were just people who followed him around school. Neither of them were capable of a civilized conversation. His mother was truley all he had.
"Please mother don't cry about it I'm fine, it's just a little bruise it doesn't matter who or what had made it."Draco pleaded. She lifted up her left hand and showed it to Draco. Draco was puzzeled, he observed her hand there was nothing wrong with it, there was nothing there.......wait nothing there!. Where was her ingagement ring, her marrige ring, her aniversary ring!!?! Then it hit Draco.
"When did this happen!?!! Did father or you, what will become of me!?!!."Draco said racking his fingers through is hair.
"Hush Draco this is not the time, I should not of told you. Go to the party as if nothing had happened DO NOT speak to your father of this under any circumstances, you are still a Malfoy."Narcissa ordered.
"Yes mother but we will talk after the party, everything will be okay."Draco reasured himself. Mrs Malfoy or now Miss Black again sat back down to sipping her tea and reading the daily prophet, her tears now dry. Lucious came into the kitchen all dressed and ready to go.
"Come boy we will be late if we don't leave now!"Mr Malfoy belowed not even looking at his x-wife. Draco just nodded and walked with his father still in deep thought about it. 'What would happen to me?, would I live with my mother or father?, where would my mother go?' So many questions flood the mind of Draco in those few seconds, it was to much for him to take right now. 'Look Draco' He thought stepping into the carriage 'Go to this party have fun if you can and when you get back home you can ask yourselves those questions!'
"For once Draco you accually keep your mouth shut when going somewhere."His father exclaimed. Draco didn't look up, didn't even flinch a bit he just sat there withdrawed from the world.
"Suit yourself boy but you are to act like a proper Malfoy while at this party, Fudge is electing a new Minister of Magic along side that old bafoon Dumbledor and we want to make a good impression like always."Lucious gloated. Draco still didn't move.
"Right boy."Lucious yelled.
'So Fudge is turning down his job, maybe Lord Voldemort's invasion was too much for the old coot, never like him anyway.' Draco thought.'And my father accually thinks that he's going to get the position, I fucking doubt it. Everyone knows he's death eater, honestly he should go parade around the street with a sign saying the "the worlds most obvious death eater". I am so lucky I'm his son (Draco rolled his eyes),he is such a faggot and what's worse is that everyone sees me as the death eaters son and not "Draco Malfoy" I wish someone would understand that'......THWACK. Lucious staff wacked his shoulder.'MOTHER OF....'
RIGHT BOY!"He yelled again louder.
"Huh...wha....oh yes father absolutely."Draco answer not aware to what he was saying yes for. Before Lucious could hit Draco again the carriage hulted to a stop.
"Be good boy this is important, I want no trouble made with any of the guests."
"Yes father."
Draco stepped into the wonderfully decorated halls. 'Mother always loved to come to these gatherings, I wonder what that bastard would say when they ask where his "wife" is'
"DRAAAKEEY."A to familiar voice shouted behind him. 'Just keep walking maybe she'll realize your someone else'. A girl hooked herself onto Draco's arm.
"Drakey I've missed you so much aren't you glad they put together this gathering otherwise we might of not gotten to see eachother until school."The girl said, her eyelids battering.
"My name is Draco, Pansy I'll spell it out for you, D-R-A-C-O how many times have I told you and no I reckon coming here was a completely stupid idea but again I was forced to come here."Draco said rolling his eyes.
"Your being to negative Draco come on a dance will make you feel better."Pansy asked sliding her hand down his arm. Draco claimed his arm back.
"No right now what would make me feel better is a drink and an overdose of very stronge drugs."Draco remarked sarcasticly."You stay here and talk to somebody else and I might get back to on that dance."
Draco quickly made his way over to the food table not giving any time for Pansy to answer. 'For Merlin sake she's like a fucking leech she just can't sod off, okay if I know Pansy she'll be finding me in about 4 minutes and in that time I have to find someone to dance with.' He thought. 'Is no one here my fucking age, you'd think there was a dencent girl but Pansy took away that dream away from the world.'
That's when Draco spotted the redhead standing there eating away her sandwhich. 'Not the best but it will have to do.' Fate began to weave it's web.
"Excuse me."Draco said tapping on the girls shoulder.
well that's chapter number 2 done R&R plzzzzzzz is my story heading in the right way??? any ideas hope you guys like it I'll try posting in the next chapter asap maybe sometime at the end of this week ealier most probaly depends how busy I am.