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Door #2
The house was filled with light. Dancing, shimmering light. From sconces and fireplaces, chandeliers and candelabras it sparkled, glistening on skin, on jewels and on clothing. It seemed to be a living thing, dancing for sheer joy of life and happiness and I couldn't help but smile to see it. Crouching down by the floor and peering between the wooden banisters, my senses were dazzled by the contents of the room below. There was music and laughter, chattering voices and seductive looks all mixed together in a heady spell that was enough to enchant even the most severe of wizards. The scent of spiced wine and food mingled with the pine branches that decorated the room and the eleborate tree that drew gasps of admiration from all who saw it. Craning my neck, I managed to catch a glimpse of Mother clothed in cool shimmering grey silk with diamonds sparkling at neck, ears and wrists. Her smile flashed like a beacon drawing me in and making me wish I was old enough to join in the delights I witnessed. With a frown I scanned the room for Father, only to find him holding court near the fireplace. Women hung on his every word and he favoured them with a kind word or smile. Men admiring his charm and ease with a reluctance though finding it hard to move away. I sighed, feeling saddened for a moment despite myself. I wanted that so much for myself, I couldn't wait to attain it. Although there was no possible way he could have heard the soft sigh above the sound in the room, Father's eyes raised and sought out my own. I shrank back into the shadows knowing full well I shouldn't be there. A gentle smile curved his lips and I realised that to attempt to hide from him was futile. He would always know where I was for after all, I was his son. His Heir. His Draco.