Chapter 3:
Bad memories and Arguments
He sat up in his room on his unmade bed, staring out the window.Downstairs he heard a door open, which only meant his father was home.Draco sighed and walked slowly to his door, and locked it.He knew for his own safety to lock the door. Everyday his father would come home, go to his study and drink.Then when he was drunk enough,he would come and beat him. Or sometimes when he had a bad day (which was mostly everyday) he would take it out on Draco. The thundering footsteps that were coming from the stairs,sent chills up Draco's spine.Then silence, and the sound of a door being shut; told Draco that his father was once more in his study."Perhaps getting drunk again.." muttered Draco. As he sat there he made a flashback to when he was 5....
He was outside running around with a toy broomstick. His mother would laugh every time he would trip over it.How wonderful was her laugh. Her strawberry-blonde hair blew in the wind. Draco got up slowly and smiled to his mother. He was her pride and joy."Draco I will be right back ok" she said as she walked inside. Little did she or Draco know that they were being watched. A tall man with sleek blonde hair, and a pointed face came outside, He went by the Name of Lucius Malfoy. Draco continued to run around, unaware of what was to come. The man had been drinking and was a bot drunk but he knew what he was doing. He reached over and pulled Draco off his broom. Draco startled and afraid, began to kink and punch who ever was a hold of him. When the hand wouldn't release him. Draco bite the hand hard. The man yelped in pain and let him go. Draco turned around to see who it was. He gasped and his eyes widen to see it was his fathers hand he had bitten."You will pay boy..you will" snarled Lucius. He whipped out his cane. It was long and black and had a snake handle, which had its mouth wide open with many razor sharp teeth. Draco backed away. Hie father swung it back his cane and hit Draco hard. Draco let out a cry and tumbled to the floor unconscious. His fathers mouth turned into a sickening smirk as he bent over to lift Draco up. As he picked him up he noticed a deep cut from Draco's temple down to his cheek bone on the side of his face, the blood poured down Draco's face. Lucius carried him inside trying to come up with an excuse to Dracos injury. When he got inside Draco was just coming about, he felt something wet and warm trickling down the side of his face. When his mother saw; she let out a scream and demanded to know what happened as she took Draco into her arms. Draco was about to say his father had hit him with the cane, when he saw Lucius staring at him with murderous eyes. When Draco wouldn't speak up, Lucius said he tripped and fell and hit his head on a rock. His mother held him close and took him away to clean the cut. Afterwards Draco was sitting in his room playing, when Lucius approached him."You say one word about what really happened and I will cause you more pain" he whispered in his ear. Draco looked up at his father and couldn't help to see, that his eyes were red....
Draco moved his hand up to the side of his head. He traced the cut, which was now a scar of his old past,with his fingers. Another chill went down his spine. He just remembered that he goes back to school tomorrow. He was slightly happy to go back and get away from here. He heard a door open, then footsteps coming towards his room. "Great the bastard is drunk and he has come to beat the shit out of me. Well I wont let him this time" said Draco under his breath. His father pounded his fist on the door,"Draco! Open up! I need to tell you something!" yelled Lucius."Like what?!" yelled Draco."Just open the Damn Door!" he yelled back, He pounded even harder. Draco sighed and walked over to unlock the door. He swung it open. His father stood there holding his cane, his hair was a mess and his eyes were bloodshot."What do
you Want?" draco asked coldly. "Dont use that tone with me"snapped his father. "So... you have decided to act fatherly with me now?" said draco teasingly. "I still don't like your tone Draco"growled Lucius."I like it perfectly fine" he replied.And with that remark Lucius hit him hard across the head making him stagger back."Now you will use a better tone with me Draco"snapped Lucius. Draco just stood there; "What would you like to talk about...
Father" asked draco.Lucius stepped inside, as Draco moved back."Everything"said Lucius.
"What is everything exactly?"asked draco, backing away farther and farther from Lucius. "Oh about everything that does happen in this house hold..." Lucius said. Chills went down Draco spine once again. Lucius was much too close.( A/N:: Some strong language coming up...just a warning to the people who dont wanna continue!) Draco saw that his eyes were beginning to turn red again."Well there is nothing to talk about"snapped draco."Oh yes there is!" yelled Lucius."NO THERE ISN'T!!" yelled Draco. "I will not be spoken to like that! you will hold a civil tongue while talking to be or else!"said Lucius harshly. "Or what!? what are you going to do!? hit me? beat the shit out of me, like you always do!!" screamed Draco. He moved up closer to Lucius. He almost pasted him, He was only 16 and was up to his fathers shoulders, But the height and age didn't matter to him."I will if you keep speaking to me that way!" said Lucius."I dont care. I dont give a flying fuck if you hit me or not!! It wont do anything but leave fucking cuts and bruises on my damn body!!" screamed Draco.Lucius eyes narrowed as he stared at his son. He raised his hand about to strike him again, but draco didn't move; he wanted to prove to his father that he wouldn't take any of his beatings anymore."I'am not scared of you" whispered Draco. "I know your not" "I never was" "I bet you weren't" "Why!?"said Draco."Why what?" said Lucius."Why!! did you!?" screamed Draco. Tears stung in his eyes but he wouldn't let them fall he wouldn't let his father know he had made him cry."What in bloody hell are you talking about!?" asked Lucius. "Dont act stupid with me! I know Damn well what happened to mother! I know everything! I'am not as stupid as you say Iam!!" he yelled. His father backed away from him. The tears finally escaped his cold gray eyes, as they made their way down his cheeks;which were red from his yelling. "You want to talk about everything!? Lets talk!" said Draco. "I know mothers death wasn't and accident as you made everyone pretend it was! I saw you murder her that night...i saw it happen with my own two eyes! I know why....you killed some one else in the past too...and my mother happened to find out....Lets see what would you do if you knew that she found out! But guess what she wasn't the only witness!"Draco began to circle around his father. Lucius just stood there, and listened to his own son talk about the horrible things he had done."Thought the only way for her not to blab was to finish her off!! That day she ran away. I followed her. I wasn't about to be left here alone. I followed her down the steps into the dungeons hallway. You, i bet suspected her of going away to tell the truth. So when you came out i went to hide in the corner. I saw and heard everything, including the part where you denied me as your Son!!!"screamed Draco. He stopped circling his father and stood in front of him."Well, my son- he stretched out on the son part."- Son knows a lot of things he should not..that just makes you a nosy little brat!"said Lucius."Oh, well do you know what you are?" asked Draco taking a step forward."What?" said Lucius.
"A Murderer" whispered Draco.
