A/N: Heya people! Its been ages since I've been on! I looked at the date and realised that its been a whole year since I promised to do a story and I felt really bad so I thought I might as well now! Its different from my last story: To Bewitch The Mind. It has nothing whatsoever to do with it. So hope you enjoy! Please read and review luv Water Demon
Concealed Passion
Chapter One - Secrets Revealed
'I know.'
'Know what?'
'Know what you want.'
'And what do I want?'
'Her' he said with a wry smile.
Draco looked at his father in puzzlement but remained silent. Lucius studied his son for a moment before speaking.
'Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about boy, you know what, or rather who I speak of.'
Draco still remained silent but the involuntary intake of breath and the quick clawing of his hand showed he knew exactly what Lucius was talking about.
'I don't know what you see in her' He looked at his son, trying to get a reaction out of him, but Draco, determined not to give in, remained silent.
'Out of everyone why did you have to pick her? You're a Malfoy, you could have had the brightest gem instead you choose the dirtiest coal.' Lucius sneered at his son.
'She's not dirty' Draco growled, he then cursed under his breath as his father gave him a triumphant smirk.
Draco surveyed his father. 'How do you know?'
'My dear boy . . . its obvious' Draco gave him a sceptical glance. 'You talk about her none stop, even if it is supposedly out of 'hate'.' Lucius imitated his son 'She's just so perfect and smart and everyone likes her . . . and other things along the same line.'
Draco looked at his father shocked at how he could know about such things. 'How do you know?'
Lucius laughed, 'My dear boy I know everything! You need to get rid of this lust for her. I say lust because I know it cannot be love as it is unthinkable for a Malfoy to love someone like her. Do what you must . . . but make sure you get rid of all feelings for her.'
Draco looked sharply up at Lucius, he began shaking his head. He knew his father would know what the look meant: no, he couldn't do it.
Lucius glared at his son and gave him the ultimatum: 'If you don't . . . I will'