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Mist Alchemist
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"Pain and death are part of life.
To reject them is to reject life itself."
Draco glazed out the window while Kari was doing her work. It was mid-Fall already and the leaves that had changed to beautiful autumn colors where flowing to eh ground softly in the chilly breeze. Draco thought about how fast the year was going, it was just like yesterday that he was debating whether or not to finish repairing that damned closet. Draco really considered destroying it and hiding for the rest of his life, but then he thought of his mother and his father. He had always wanted to be like his father, then his father changed.
I woke up in a dream today
To the cold of the static, and put my cold feet on the floor
Forgot all about yesterday
Remembering I'm pretending to be where I'm not anymore
A little taste of hypocrisy
And I'm left in the wake of the mistake, slow to react
So even though you're so close to me
You're still so distant
And I can't bring you back
Over the summer the teen had gone and visited his father in prison. The sight had shocked Draco, his father was sitting in the corner, his clothes torn in random places and bloody in others. His chest clenched as he walked toward the man, Draco felt that he would die from lack of air. The older man looked up at him, his eyes where different, almost lifeless, yet something burned deep in them. Something Draco could not place, something that scared the boy.
I'm with you
You
Now I see keeping everything inside
You
Now I see
Even when I close my eyes
"Do you have your wand boy?" Lucius glazed at the timid blonde haired, at the time, teen who stood in front of him.
"Yes Father" Draco slowly pulled the wooden wand out to show his father, who had stood as he asked the question. He knew Lucius couldn't get out; the old magic surrounding the prison was old magic, long lost in the folds of time.
"Give it to me!" The older man held out his hand toward Draco, who backed away a step. Lucius grabbed Draco wrist and took the wand from his hand.
"PERSECO!" His father shouted, pointing the wand toward his only son. All of a sudden a large, deep gash formed on Draco stomach, yet his shirt did not tear. The boy doubled over in pain.
I hit you and you hit me back
We fall to the floor, the rest of the day stands still
Fine line between this and that
When things go wrong I pretend the past isn't real
Now I'm trapped in this memory
And I'm left in the wake of the mistake, slow to react
So even though you're close to me
You're still so distant
And I can't bring you back
"Father?" He gasped out, blood seeping from his lips as he looked at the man in front of him. The man stood tall, hovering over the now covering blonde.
"How could not kill him and then lie to the Dark Master by saying you did? I knew you were not worthy to be my son, you can't even kill an old man." The man Draco had once proudly called father cut him over and over with his own wand, his first wand, the one he went with his father to buy.
It's true the way I feel
Was promised by your face
The sound of your voice
Painted on my memories
Even if you're not with me
"Your right" the bloody mess on the floor spoke when there was finally a break in spells, "I didn't kill him" Draco gasped out painfully, blood streaming out of his mouth. He looked up at he man who was killing him slowly, "Even if I could go back to that night I wouldn't kill him, I would never kill any human, then again the man I once called father wouldn't either." The teen slowly stood up to face the man. "I remember when I tried so hard to be like you, when I wanted to walk with eh grace you held and talk with the stunning diction in which you did. I would do everything in my power to mimic you, to act just like you. To have the Malfoy air and respect from other, yet still love my wife and children-"
"A wife you might have, but never chil-"
"That's not the point! The point is that you were my idol, my hero! And now look what he has become, what you've become. You've become what you taught me never to be, you've sunk to a level you told me never to go down to. You became a slave, a dog and look where it got you!" Draco's bloody hand pointed around the cell, "You're in a mold old cell, slowly rotting away…When the dementors pass by do you see them? All the innocent faces you've killed. Do you hear them? All the children's screams. Does it make you sick…or happy? Are you really proud of what you've done, what you've become? Are you proud that you left your wife and son alone, to die? Is this all you've become? A monster? Draco finished quietly and stood there silent. He had finally got it all out; he had finally told his father what he felt toward him. Then the silence was broken, a sickening crack filled the room. The teen looked down and saw his father fist implanted in his side, blood running off of it. Draco could feel one of his broken ribs rubbing the fabric of his shirt, the skin punctured. The man straightened slowly, removing his fist from his first-borns side.
I'm with you
You
Now I see keeping everything inside
You
Now I see
Even when I close my eyes
Once more he raised the wand,
"Jugis Seco" The man's eyes clouded over with hate, "Now you will do as the Dark Lord commands, though I don't know why he would keep something as worthless as you!"
"Yes, because you're soooo much help right now," Draco said and rolled his eyes at his father. The man flicked the wand one final time and a gash appeared on the side of Draco's face.
I'm with you
You
Now I see keeping everything inside
You
Now I see
Even when I close my eyes
"Hello? Dude?" Kari waved a hand in front of Draco's face, "Earth to Malfoy!"
Draco's memories where shattered and he quickly turned his head away from the windo toward the body attached to the waving hand.
"Done already?" Draco eyed her tiredly, this can't be good.
"I was done 15 minutes ago; you've been really out of it…are you ok?" The girl had a concerned look on her face.
"What?" Draco looked at the girl in shock. She couldn't be done already! That would be impossible, it took Granger 30 minutes to finish the worksheet in class and this girl had it done in what- 10 minutes? He grabbed the paper and scanned her answers, they were all right.
"How…why are you even here? You don't need help- hell you probably don't even need to go to class! ...do you?" Blaise got me up this early for nothing? I'm going to kill him. He looked at the girl, she had a concerned look on her face, it unnerved him
"Haha, no I actually don't, but they make me anyways. We can talk about that later, right now we should probably get that gash on your face cleaned up…" The boy reached up and his fingers were met with the familiar feel of blood. Fuck, that's what she was concerned about.
No matter how far we've come
I can't wait to see tomorrow
No matter how far we've come, I
I can't wait to see tomorrow
"I'll take care of it myself" Draco mumbled and stood to leave, the girl couldn't help anyway. His oh-so-loving father had put a curse on him, Jugis Seco, or Constant Wound. All Draco could hope was that she would just take a hint and leave him be. Unfortunately, she didn't.
"No really, I'm awesome at healing spells! Like this one time my cousin, silly little boy really, decided that Mary Poppins was really cool and…" The girl went on with her story as she dragged the unwilling Draco towards the nearest girl's bathroom, it was Myrtle's. As they entered memories flashed before Draco's eyes. Him crying, Potter finding him, that spell…
I'm with you
You
Now I see keeping everything inside
You
Now I see
Even when I close my eyes
"The muggle doctor informed us that the cast would need to-"
"Let go of me!" Draco snarled and yanked his wrist out of her fairly loose grasp.
"But I can help you!"
"No you can't! You could never help me! You know nothing about me!" Draco yelled at her. Kari looked at the ground, her bangs covering her eyes.
"You know what? You right," She said in a cold low voice, "I can't help you, No one can. Because you won't let any one! You won't let any one near you for fear of being hurt! You won't let any one near you who could heal your wounds!" As she spoke her voice and head rose until she was screaming and looking right at him.
In her eye a raw emotion shown out, Draco stood there in shock looking into them. How did she know? He turned and quickly left the bathroom and the girl…
I'm with you
You
Now I see keeping everything inside
You
Now I see
Even when I close my eyes
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