Chapter 3
There was dried blood on his face and his hands from his father's cane and when he looked down, there was a good amount of dried blood between his legs on the desk and on his inner thighs. He was in such pain. He stood up shakily and looked more closely at his surroundings. His clothes were still lying on the floor where they were thrown just a few hours before. When he bent down to pick them up, he gasped out in pain. His bottom was burning like fires in hell.
*Oh God...No no no no. I have to get out of here. He will do it again...until I change who I am.* Draco thought to himself as he carefully put his clothes on, tears of shame and pain streaming down his face.
After Draco clothed himself, he carefully made his way back to the confines of his room. He didn't even take a shower to clean himself before he started packing.
" Binky, I need your help." Draco said as the tears still fell.
Binky was his favorite house elf. She was always with Draco to clean him up after his father had gotten a hold of him. She was Draco's personal elf when he was a small child. That was Draco's only true fiend.
'POP'
" Master Draco be wanting Binky, Sir?" she asked in a soft voice.
" Yes. Binky, I need your help. I am leaving this place as soon as possible. I need help packing."
" Why is Master Draco leaving the manor, Sir?" Binky asked sadly. She loved Draco. He was her best friend.
" Binky, you know how my father is. I just can't take it anymore. He...found out some things about me."
" Oh Master Draco! He found out that you be liking boys?" Draco nodded. " Master Draco, Binky is so sorry, Sir."
" It isn't your fault Binky. But my time is running out. We must pack now."
" Yes, Master Draco, Sir."
Draco got all his clothes out of his giant walk in closet and put them in a chest. Binky gathered all his other things, such as his collection of miniature glass dragons, his pictures of his mother, and all of his school supplies. When they were finished, there were six trunks locked and ready to go. Draco shrunk the trunks and put them in his pocket. He walked over to a tapestry painting of a snake beside his huge window and muttered a spell. Suddenly, the tapestry turned into a cherry wood door with intricately carved snakes slithering around the border. He opened the door and Binky gasped.
" Master Draco, Sir, where did master get all this money?" Binky squeaked.
" It's my personal emergency vault. I've had it ever since I could count money."
The vault was filled with money to the point that some even fell out of the door. He shrunk the money and put it into a black, drawstring bag. He gathered his broom and turned to Binky.
" Binky, thank you so much for all your help. Here." Draco handed her his Slytherin scarf.
" Master Draco is setting Binky free?"
" Yes, Binky. You deserve at least that much. You have always taken care of me when I had no one."
" But...where will Binky go now?"
" I want you to go to Hogwarts. Dobby works there and he gets paid. You will be happy there and I can come to visit you every day while I'm there this year."
" Really Master Draco?"
" Yes, really. Now, I must be off."
Since Draco's father has taught him how to do many things with magic that were beyond his year, Draco apparated to Diagon Alley.
Draco looked around, wondering what to do now. He decided he needed a drink...or a few, not to mention a place to stay until school started. He headed to the Leaky Cauldron. He went in and spoke with the bar tender, telling him he needed a room for the next two weeks.
" I'm sorry Mr. Malfoy, but all our rooms are full." " Well, is there a way for me to share a room? I really need a place to stay."
" There is another young man from Hogwarts staying until term starts. You can stay in his room with him. I can speak with him later."
" Thank you. Now, I need a drink. Something strong, very strong."
Draco sat at the bar for who knows how long, going through bottle after bottle of the strongest stuff the Leaky Cauldron had. He just hoped that the bar tender could persuade that guy to let him stay with him.
There was dried blood on his face and his hands from his father's cane and when he looked down, there was a good amount of dried blood between his legs on the desk and on his inner thighs. He was in such pain. He stood up shakily and looked more closely at his surroundings. His clothes were still lying on the floor where they were thrown just a few hours before. When he bent down to pick them up, he gasped out in pain. His bottom was burning like fires in hell.
*Oh God...No no no no. I have to get out of here. He will do it again...until I change who I am.* Draco thought to himself as he carefully put his clothes on, tears of shame and pain streaming down his face.
After Draco clothed himself, he carefully made his way back to the confines of his room. He didn't even take a shower to clean himself before he started packing.
" Binky, I need your help." Draco said as the tears still fell.
Binky was his favorite house elf. She was always with Draco to clean him up after his father had gotten a hold of him. She was Draco's personal elf when he was a small child. That was Draco's only true fiend.
'POP'
" Master Draco be wanting Binky, Sir?" she asked in a soft voice.
" Yes. Binky, I need your help. I am leaving this place as soon as possible. I need help packing."
" Why is Master Draco leaving the manor, Sir?" Binky asked sadly. She loved Draco. He was her best friend.
" Binky, you know how my father is. I just can't take it anymore. He...found out some things about me."
" Oh Master Draco! He found out that you be liking boys?" Draco nodded. " Master Draco, Binky is so sorry, Sir."
" It isn't your fault Binky. But my time is running out. We must pack now."
" Yes, Master Draco, Sir."
Draco got all his clothes out of his giant walk in closet and put them in a chest. Binky gathered all his other things, such as his collection of miniature glass dragons, his pictures of his mother, and all of his school supplies. When they were finished, there were six trunks locked and ready to go. Draco shrunk the trunks and put them in his pocket. He walked over to a tapestry painting of a snake beside his huge window and muttered a spell. Suddenly, the tapestry turned into a cherry wood door with intricately carved snakes slithering around the border. He opened the door and Binky gasped.
" Master Draco, Sir, where did master get all this money?" Binky squeaked.
" It's my personal emergency vault. I've had it ever since I could count money."
The vault was filled with money to the point that some even fell out of the door. He shrunk the money and put it into a black, drawstring bag. He gathered his broom and turned to Binky.
" Binky, thank you so much for all your help. Here." Draco handed her his Slytherin scarf.
" Master Draco is setting Binky free?"
" Yes, Binky. You deserve at least that much. You have always taken care of me when I had no one."
" But...where will Binky go now?"
" I want you to go to Hogwarts. Dobby works there and he gets paid. You will be happy there and I can come to visit you every day while I'm there this year."
" Really Master Draco?"
" Yes, really. Now, I must be off."
Since Draco's father has taught him how to do many things with magic that were beyond his year, Draco apparated to Diagon Alley.
Draco looked around, wondering what to do now. He decided he needed a drink...or a few, not to mention a place to stay until school started. He headed to the Leaky Cauldron. He went in and spoke with the bar tender, telling him he needed a room for the next two weeks.
" I'm sorry Mr. Malfoy, but all our rooms are full." " Well, is there a way for me to share a room? I really need a place to stay."
" There is another young man from Hogwarts staying until term starts. You can stay in his room with him. I can speak with him later."
" Thank you. Now, I need a drink. Something strong, very strong."
Draco sat at the bar for who knows how long, going through bottle after bottle of the strongest stuff the Leaky Cauldron had. He just hoped that the bar tender could persuade that guy to let him stay with him.