Red Light

Chapter 2: Back to School

I walked into my mansion and laid my keys on the small table by the doors. I smiled to myself. It was nice to finally come home to a quiet house.

Ever since my father was killed by Potter the house had been quieter. My mother was happier and I wasn't lying in bed every night moaning in pain.

As much as I disliked Potter, I should thank him for getting rid of Lucius. That man, who wasn't even worthy enough to be called a father, was the most horrible person you could ever meet.

He was one of those people who seemed nice when around other people but when the doors were closed and no one could see him… he was awful.

I looked up into the mirror above the small table. Sometimes I hated myself because I looked a lot like him. I recalled this one incident when I was six…

"DRACO!"

Draco ran downstairs hurriedly to his father.

"Yes… Father," he said in between pants of breath.

"What arre you doing," Lucius asked with a slight slur.

Draco immediately noticed a glass of whiskey in his father lack hand.

"N-Nothing father," Draco said softly backing away slowly. He's seen how his father acted towards his mother when he was drunk and it had scared him immensely.

"Why are you lying to me?"

"I-I'm not, Dad."

Lucius turned his head sharply to his son and slapped him clear across his face. Draco fell to the floor and stared up at his dad. He had never been hit before and he was shocked that his own father would hit it for nothing. He watched terrified as his dad shock harshly to him.

"You will start learning who is in authority in this house. First of all, do not lie to me… under any circumstances. Second of al, I am not your dad; I am notyour friend…. I am your father; your teacher and you WILL respect me by called me 'father', nothing else. Now go back to you room, you good for nothing piece of shit," he said kicking Draco at the end.

Draco scrambled up and gripped his rib cage as he headed up the stairs as fast as he could. He noticed his mother standing there in the hallway with tears in her eyes. Draco walked to her slowly and wrapped his arms around her legs as she kneeled down and held him close sobbing silently into his hair. Draco let a few tears fall onto her shoulders.

That was the only time I had ever cried. I haven't been able to since. Even when I was beaten and hexed and cursed for protecting my mum against Lucius, I never let a tear fall.

I looked away from the mirror and into the parlor. My attention was drawn to a recent picture of my mother and me. I walked towards it and picked it up tenderly.

For as long as I could remember my mom was always there for me. After fights with my father, after break-ups with my girlfriends, after anything… she was always there for me to give me comfort even when I didn't need any at all.

Truthfully she was the one who need comfort. Lucius tortured her mercilessly because of me and I did my best to protect her. While Lucius was the head of the household, my mother was miserable, but now that he is no longer here, she has been less timid about walking around.

I examined the picture. I was nearly a foot taller than her. My arm was wrapped around her dainty shoulders and her tiny hand graced my chest. We were both smiling real smiles… not ones just to hide how we felt inside. I inspected her face. Her eyes were brighter she actually looked happy. I side-smiled and placed the picture back down.

I plopped down onto the long leather couch and toed off my shoes. My thoughts immediately went back to the girl I danced with in the club.

Her scent was of the ocean… sweet yet sour. Her hair was soft and a beautiful shade of gold. Her body was amazing… her curves… the way she felt against me… it was unbearable.

"I need a cold shower," I stated to no one specifically and headed upstairs.

"Draco, dear, it's time to get up!'

Draco groaned and sat up in his king sized bed. He ran his fingers through his untidy hair and yawned loudly.

"I'm up, Mum," he called down to her.

He slid out of his bed and went into the bathroom. He had been having a good dream. It had the girl from the club in it and I was having a good old time snogging her passionately. I was just about to take off her top right when Mum called. I guess it was a good thing because if she didn't wake me it probably would have been a wet dream.

I came out of the bathroom and walked over to my stereo system and turned it on. Papa Roach blared though the speakers.

If my father was still here I wouldn't have been able to get any Muggle things, but since he's been gone Mum let me buy a few things… well it started out a few things. It started out with just the car, which I loved. Then I experienced Muggle music. I liked the rock music the best, which drove me to buy a sound system for my room and what they call "CD's" to go with it. I couldn't resist….

I nodded my head to one of my favorite songs called "Tyranny of Normality" and headed to my humongous closet. I chose to dress in baggy jeans with a studded black belt, a semi-tight white T-shirt, and my favorite pair of DC shoes. I headed down stairs and tossed down me food that Mum placed in front of me.

"You ready to go?"

"Lemme get my trunk really fast."

I ran upstairs and grabbed my trunk and my back pack which I stashed one of my other favorite Muggle gadgets... my CD player. I quickly snatched my CD's and headed back downstairs carrying it all.

"Ok now I'm ready."

She placed her hand on my arm and apparated to Platform 9 ¾. I placed my things on a trolley and kissed her goodbye.

"See you in June," she said as I got onto the train. I turned and smiled at her.

"Now where's the head's compartments…" I wondered allowed.
I had gotten a letter telling me that I had made Head Boy. I could barely wait to see who had made it to be head girl. I just hoped she was hot seeing as I had to share quarters with her.

I guess that the compartment would be at the front of the train so I slung my back pack onto my shoulder and headed that way. I opened the door and met with the same chocolate brown eyes that I had seen in the club. My mouth dropped and my eyes widened as did hers.

"O my God…."