Inside the Mind of Draco Malfoy:
The Adventures of a DementedBoy
No Such Thing As Love…But There is Lust
July 1:
This week was an interesting one… I've never seen father so down. It's like he's fallen and just kept on going. It's unusual to see him in such a state, for he's never really cared about anything or anyone but himself. His excessive drinking has been a bit… trying lately, seeing as he gets naked and goes to weep in the ocean. I shiver.
I've already had to go and retrieve him twice. Twice! The first time it was to save him from drowning. The second time it was to keep the muggle neighbors from calling the police because his old white arse was showing and their children could see. Both times I'd brought a pair of his knickers out with me and forced him into them, just so I wouldn't accidentally be the cause of him drowning because I'm keeping my eyes closed, (to shield myself from being even more traumatized than I already am,) and dragging him under the water without realizing it.
Snape came over once and father chased him off with a mop. He yelled, "There is no such thing as love between a man and another man, there is only lust!" Honestly did he really think father actually meant to stay with him? Sometimes people can be so thick. Even though you'd think father would have the decency to at least have an affair with a woman.
I've learned quite a bit over the past few days about what went wrong in my parents' marriage. Most I didn't really need nor want to know, but you can't shut dear old dad up when he's having verbal diarrhea. Apparently my mother hadn't given him any because she was too busy with me and he got "lonely." They may be private in their relationship but any wizard with eyes could see that my mother cares for him. And if anyone knows that he tends to be a bit…distant, well it's me. His wayward son. And to the neighbors, I'm a lost cause. :D
I love being a rebel; it just makes everything so much more…exciting.
But yes, it's because of his constant neglect that I came up being emotionally unstable. Or to most people, a "Crazy Slytherin Git." But at least I've got a good excuse that will last me the rest of my life. My father's Lucius Malfoy, the dancing queen!
Ha, the many names I can call him now are endless. :D Name calling has always been one of my favorite things to engage myself in when I see an ugly, fat, or nerdy person walking by. Lately the only person I've had the need to bully is my drunken father.
Yet, with all of the great fun I'm having, (rolls eyes,) I find myself wondering how mother's holding up. After all, Gran gave her a bad rap the other day and if I haven't fully recovered from our encounter, then surely mother hasn't either. Perhaps I should owl her tomorrow just to check up… Unless I'm too busy trying to keep father fully clothed…
Perhaps I should hide the liquor… And take his wand away so he can't set his hair on fire again. Purely accident, but he has proved to be a hazard to himself. And he scares all of my lady friends away. This won't do, this WILL NOT do at all!
A/N: Okay. Fourth chapter from Malfoy's point of view as promised. Hope you liked it. Review! Tell me what you think!