A/N: Sorry my dear readers for not updating! I've just been doing a lot of schoolwork!

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Warning: Inevitably there is slash, but you don't really mind do you? Well good! And also there is violence too!

Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK. Rowling!

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As I wake up, I hear him enter my room in a drunken state. I turn over, pulling the covers over my head trying to block out what will inevitably happen. I do not know what it is about the cool, soft silk of my covers that comforts me so. I can feel myself trembling as he draws nearer. My covers are ripped off me, and he grabs me, pulling me to my feet. My room is in complete darkness and thankfully I cannot see his face clearly.

"Draco," He breathed. His putrid breath washes over my cheek. The sound of his voice makes me shudder. His hand strokes my cheek gently. He cups my face in his hand and his lips meet mine. He kisses me so gently, as though he is trying to kiss away my pain. The pain that he caused.

I pull away, glaring.

"Get away from me!" I hiss. I see anger flash across his eyes and close mine, expecting the worse. I feel him slap me hard across the face.

"I just want you one more before you go back to school!" He whispered softly, pushing me hard against the wall. He kissed me fiercely this time. I feel him biting at my lips, tearing my flesh away. I try to pull away, but his grip is too tight.

He throws me down on my bed and pulls my top from me. He kisses my chest and neck, working his way to my lips. He bites at my lips, tearing flesh away hungrily. His tongue slips into my mouth and I can taste the foul alcohol on his breath. His hands run over my chest, to my hips. He pulls my hips up so I am pressed against him. I can not stand him against me for much longer. I throw him off me and watch as he hits the cold, black flagstones of my floor. Breathing heavily he stands glaring at me.

"You'll pay for that, my son!" He drawled and left my room.

Minutes later I hear the screams of my mother. I wish I could help her, but I know it will make things worse. For once in my life I am not glad to be leaving Malfoy Manor to Hogwarts. Tomorrow I go and I fear for my mother. I fear for her life, knowing she will suffer because of me! For as long as I can remember my Father has beat me, but the day I fought back he attacked my mother. She was the only person in the world who loved me, and he knew it! He knew what it would do to me, to see her in pain because of my foolish actions. I sink back down onto my bed and pull the covers over my fragile body. My mother's screams slowly die away.

I close my eyes, falling away to darkness. I hope for the one person who can bring me back, bring me to life. Though I know that person will not come. That person hates me. Possibly more then he hates Voldemort. That person is no other, than my own enemy, Harry Potter.

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