"Nothing happened! I promise!" Draco loudly promised to his father.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm absolutely positive!"
"Fine you can go now I shall take over now," Lucious sat down in the chair Draco had been sitting in only moments before.
Draco walked out of the security room and walked into the.
"Afternoon Master Draco. May I help you?" One of the servants asked.
"Yes do you have any biscuits or wafers? I would enjoy one,"
"Sir, I'm afraid your mother has demanded that we do not serve you unhealthy foods she wants you to be strong so you can be the greatest servant to the Dark Lord sir," The servant retorted.
"Why does she bother?" Draco asked as he walked around in the kitchen looking for some sweets.
"Sir she is concerned for your health. You have not been as active as you should be. A young man should see the sun and be outdoors,"
"Well I can enjoy it from my room,"
"But your curtains are closed during the day,"
"Well the sun is too bright. It hurts my eyes,"
"Sir beg my pardon but your father agrees,"
"Well is there anything in this damn house I can do?!" Draco was becoming severely annoyed with his parents.
"Here's an apple sir,"
"AAAAARRRGGGGHH!" Draco snatched the apple and stormed out of the kitchen and stomped up the stairs. "Go out side!" Draco mimicked his mother's voice, "open your window. I wish she would stop ordering me around! Can't I do what I want?! Are they trying to control every aspect of my life?!"
"Draco!" A voice called out through the mansion, "Draco! Oh there you are!" his mother looked up the stairs at him and said, "How would you like to go on a trip with me?" She had put on one of her phony smiles on her face.
"Not now Mother!" Draco called down to her in an annoyed tone.
"But you need to get out of the house for a while!"
"Maybe I don't," Draco snapped back and instantly knew he had gone too far but, he didn't care.
"Don't make me get your father!" Mrs. Malfoy's stupid smile fell from her face.
"I don't care if you do or don't! I don't want to go on a stupid trip!"
"You're leaving me no choice!" Mrs. Malfoy raised her wand towards him.
"What are you-" Draco started but the word 'Crucio' had left her mouth and he was screaming in pain.
After Draco had fallen 10-12 stairs she lifted the curse and his shrieks softened to whimpers.
"Now," his mother was standing at the foot of the stairs, "Will you go on a trip with me?"
Draco looked up at his mother and mumbled his consent.
"Good boy. Now get up and straighten your clothes and follow me," Draco had cuts on his head and a few on his hands. His side hurt badly and he was quite shocked that his mother had actually cursed him.
"Coming dear?" His mother's voice carried to him from the next room.
"Coming mother," Draco called out.
"Good boy,"
"I hate it when she treats me like a dog," Draco mumbled.
"What was that?" his mother asked suspiciously.
"I said I wonder where're going,"
"Oh, well we are going to Knockturn Alley then I am going over to Bellitrix's house,"
"Oh," Draco was bleeding from his head and was feeling slightly dizzy.
