The Rich and the Poor

Chapter 6

By Wildfire

Dragon,

This news you have sent me is most disturbing. A Malfoy is never a toy, you best make that perfectly clear to this teacher. As for your studies while they are very important don't worry about the one grade, the Dark lord will insure your place in the world. The most important thing is you not let your self be used.

I have contacted your mother, she said she was to meet you in Diagon Ally. I have informed her she's not to do it. Do not worry about seeing her there either, I made a suggestion that she stay at home.

I'm very disturbed to hear that the dark lord didn't take you with the first pickings. I'm sure you thought you needed to stay pure for the Malfoy name but it's more important to get in good with the Dark Lord so I suggest you take Miss Parkenson up on her offer.

Sincerely

Your Father.

Draco sighs setting the letter back down, well that wasn't at all helpful. He didn't want to sleep with Pansy and he certainly didn't want to join the dark lord. Both of which ment he still had to find a way to get a good grade in DADA. He sighs and looks at another letter, it was really more of a notice. He had detention tonight with Crunket for missing 3 classes and 30 points had been taken off of Slytherin. Draco sighs and sets both letters on fire. He watched them burn than looks over at his clock. Ten tell six, dinner was in ten minutes than he was suppose to serve his detention. He flops back on his bed. What would he do if Crunket tried anything? What could he do? He glares angrily at the wall, his fathers letter hadn't helped at all. He pounds his fist on his bed, slightly contemplating ditching the detention. But that would most likely either make Crunket come here or get the headmaster involved.

He laid there just thinking tell it was time to go than he walked slowly to the DADA class. He opens it slowly hoping that maybe it'd be the weasel again. He was sadly disappointed though as he as Crunket there smiling.

"Shut the door" Crunket watched as Draco did so. "You are stupid boy. If you had come to class I wouldn't have been able to do anything, people were around. But now, we're all alone."

"I'm a student, you can't touch me. You'll get fired."

Crunket laughs "maybe if I was touching one of his prized students, but not you. Your just a son of a death eater. I'm doing him a favor by breaking you."

"You can't BREAK me" Draco stood strong arms straight head held high.

"Ohh I can" he moves closer watching as Draco stepped back. He continued to walk tell Draco was pressed against a wall "You see theirs not much you can do… Your too proud to tell anyone. And Dumbledor only watches his prized students." He runs a gentle hand down Draco's smooth check. "I can do anything I want to you."

"How do you know I won't tell! I could!" He pushes the taller man away from him "I'm here to do a detention, YOU do not need to touch me for that!"

Crunket looked highly amused "very well" he waved his wand and the air around Draco suddenly felt very hot. Crunket than handed him a tooth brush. "Clean the floors Draco"

Draco could already feel the start of sweat, he grabbed the tooth brush and kneeled down and started scrubbing.

An hour later he had taken his cloak off, his over shirt, his sock and shoes. Yet he was still sweating, his face red from the heat. He hadn't even gotten half of the room done. Crunket sat up at his desk smiling, he obviously was enjoying seeing the boy on all fours and sweating. One hand rested on the desk the other was below it and Draco didn't want to think about what it was doing.

He sits up wiping the sweet off his brow, wishing the man would as least take the heat spell off of him. "Sir.." he was breathing hard "I believe it's been an hour.. May I go?"

"The detention's not up tell your done," he stood up and Draco wasn't surprised to see the man's pants un button and unzipped. "However, if this is to hard, I have something else you could do.."

"No thanks" Draco glares at him than starts to go back to his work. This obviously wasn't what Crunket wanted to hear though as his head was jerked up by his hair.

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Father,

I faiild you.. I did n't seceded in.. keeping the man off me. I'm so so ry I know as a Malfoy I should have done bette r. Please forgive me.

Draconis

Draco stared at the messy letter he hadn't been able to keep his hand steady the whole time. He wipes the tears away before they landed on the already smudged paper. He carefully rolls it up and ties it shut. He took a second to compose himself before heading out of the dorm rooms. He had to get to the owlery and send the letter. He had no doubt that his father would disown him but his father had the right to know. He hurried quickly threw the hallways, almost there. He hurried up the last set of stairs and ran smack into someone else.

"Watch it Ferret!"

The weasel.. "Move"

The weasel didn't more though. "What happened to you?"

"MOVE!"

Ron stepped aside as Draco roughly pushed by. He whistled and the three birds flew down.

"Hey how do you have more than one bird!"

Draco ignored him and tied the letter to one of the birds, he wasn't even sure which one it was. "Take it to my father" he told the bird and it flew off.

"Ronald! What is taking you so long?"

Draco sighs hearing the mud blood come up.

There was silence which obviously meant she had seen him.

He heard another set of foot steps which he assumed must have been the leader of the threesome.

"Malfoy?"

Yep Potter had arrived.

"Malfoy, you ok?"

And he was coming closer.

"Malfoy..?"

Why couldn't they just leave! Was it really that hard? He didn't want to talk, he didn't want to see them! He.. He wanted his dad. NO! He was not going to cry in front of THESE three.

"Look Malfoy I know I'm not exactly your friend but, if theirs something…"

Draco kept his back to them fighting the tears, he wouldn't cry, he wouldn't cry.. He wouldn't- shit. He let out a small quite sob. One of his birds came and landed on his shoulder nipping his ear softly and rubbing his head against Draco's.

Potter was now in front of him. "Draco.."

Draco didn't bother to tell Potter not to call him by his first name, he didn't care right now. He quickly turned his head away, only to see the weasels face, looking highly confused. He was sure if he turned it the other way he'd see the mud blood. He suddenly felt very trapped. So he did what any person would do when he felt trapped, he ran and boy did he run. He went through hall way after hall way until he finally reached the front door only to be grabbed by to large hands. He cries out and struggles to get away. He was pressed into the man's chest, his heart thumped. No not so soon.. Not again.

"Draco."

That voice it wasn't Crunket's he looks up to see his dark haired professor. Snape. He looks at the man than clutches to him. Breaking into tears.

Snape watches him for a second before looking up at Potter who had obviously followed "I'll take it from here, Mr. Potter, please head back to your dorm."

Harry stares at the two, he looked like he was about to argue but decided against it. "yes sir"

Snape watched him leave before leading Draco down to the dungeons and into his office. "Draco?" he handed him a calming draught.

Draco drinks it. "yes sir?'

Snape raises an eye brow "what is going on? Who is hurting you?"

"Someone I can't stop.." Draco looks down at his hands

"A teacher?"

Draco nods

Snape didn't need to ask any more their was only one new teacher and he knew none of the old ones would do it. "You need to talk to the headmaster"

"No.. if he gets fired people will wonder why, it could lead back to me."

"It still needs to be said, if you won't I will"

Draco sighs and nods "alright" As the calming draught took affect he felt more like a Malfoy that needed to protect his name.

Severus Snape stood up and gently grabs Draco's arm pulling him up.

"Now?"

"Yes now" he gently leads him out and up to the office. "Sugar cubes" he watched as the Gargoyle jumps aside and Snape leads Draco in, he was about to knock when he heard Dumbledor say 'enter'

Draco went in first to see Dumbledor smiling at him, though he didn't have the normal twinkle in his eye. "Mr. Malfoy, hello, please have a seat, lemon drop? Severus don't stand in the shadows come over here."

Draco smiles a little watching the older man boss the Potion master around.

"Now Draco, what is it you would like to talk about?"

"I'm.. being harassed"

Albus nods "by who?"

"Crunket"

"Professor Crunket?" while it was said as a question the headmaster didn't look to surprised "How?"

Draco felt fear come at him again. "H-how?" even with the calming draught he still felt like he was about to freak out.

"what about if you gave me the memory?"

"Memory?"

"Yes Draco, I own a pensive, if you put the memory in there than I can review it.."

Draco nods and the headmaster pulled out the Pensive. Draco pulls his wand out with a shaky hand and closed his eyes drawing up the memory it came out in a silver stream and he puts it in the pensive.

Dumbledor watches him closely than ducks his head into the pensive, Draco's heart pounded as he waited. He felt Snape move closer and felt slightly more at ease by it. Snape in many ways reminded him of his father and he liked being close to the man.

Dumbledor pulled out and looked silently at Draco "alright. We need proof for me to further act"

'what about my memory isn't it enough?'

Dumbledor nods "it would be but you blackened both faces, if you can bring the memory up and face it as you pull it out than we could use that, other wise we don't have the evidence, unfortunately Crunket's a powerful man one word against another won't win. Specially," he paused here watching Draco "with your name."

Draco nods "I'll… I'll work on it" He stands up "do I still need to go to class"

"Absolutely not, I'll pull you from the class, I'm sure Severus has no problem tutoring you on the side." he looks at Severus and watches him nod.

"Alright, I'll have the portraits and ghosts watch him. Be careful Draco, I want you to send a flare at any picture frame if you think for a second that your in trouble. Understand?"

Draco nods "yes" And he leaves the room feeling dreadful