Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Malfoys.
Warning: Child abuse. Quite sadistic.
Rated: T
Note: Very random, but based on something true. Dripping got me annoyed as well. Reviews are more than welcomed :)
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CANDLEWAX
By Wicheania
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Drip.
Silence.
It was a dark room, lit only with the dim flickering of a candle's flame.
Drip.
Similar pale bodies, one hovering above another. Similar silver-blond hair tangled in a mess as long showered upon short. Similar gray orbs were etched on pretty faces; two of anger and two of fear.
Drip.
He was only five, but he had been a bad boy. He went into Daddy's bedroom and looked into a funny basin with silvery, watery stuff in it. No, he didn't do it on purpose, but Daddy didn't know that. Perhaps he saw something that he wasn't supposed to see, which made Daddy angry.
Drip.
Daddy liked candles. He didn't. Candles were hot and they hurt.
Drip.
But he had been naughty. Daddy said that naughty boys had to be punished.
Drip. Drip.
Daddy hauled him into an empty, dusty room and threw him roughly onto the floor. He cried, he kicked, he begged. Daddy didn't care. He never did.
Incendio, he heard a whisper.
Drip.
Sometimes he wondered if all Daddys were like that.
Drip.
He wondered if all Daddys stripped off their kids' robes and ordered them to lie on the ground when they did something wrong.
Drip.
He wondered if it didn't matter to all Daddys when their kids were scared.
Drip.
Another candle. Another long night.
Drip.
He choked back tears. He couldn't cry. Daddy always made sure it hurts more if he did.
Drip.
It started at the very tip of his little toes, making its way up his shin and to his thigh.
Drip.
With every landing of burning wax he flinched. Then Daddy would growl and tell him to shut up.
Drip.
Flinch.
Drip.
Sizzle.
Drip.
"Daddy, I'm sorry, I really am. I promise I would never do it again."
Drip.
A single tear escaped and he promptly wiped it away, his heart beating rapidly. Did Daddy see it?
Drip.
It was at his upper torso now. Up, and up to his chest.
Drip. Drip.
Up to the tender spot on his neck.
Drip.
"Please Daddy, stop."
Drip. Sizzle.
Drip.
He was right. Daddy never cared.
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Fin