The puppy was so playful. All the other kids were playing with it. Draco wanted to stay away from it. His new white dress robe was too good for it. He stood by his father's side, in a circle of a little bit over weight men. His mother took him by his hand, smiling. She offered him something to drink. Draco looked at his father's back with huge eyes. As they walked out of hearing range of everybody his mother hissed at him, still with pleasant looking expression.
"Don't stand under your father like that; you're in your father's way. Go play with the puppy." Draco watched as she went off to talk to some snotty looking woman. Draco sighed. There was no way of arguing with his parents. But he didn't want to play. But he went in anyway. The puppy's spit dripped all over his new robe. It licked his face. Draco wanted to go home, to show that he was grossed out. But he couldn't, or his mother might tell him off again. The kids around him laughed at him, as puppy, who was too huge to be a puppy already, jumped on Draco. His new white robe was stained in dirt now. But he could not back out.
The sun was going down indicating the end of the day. Draco pleasantly listened to Mrs. Fudge talk, never smiling. She talks unbearably a lot, and he couldn't help himself, but to get bored. Draco remembered the scene with the puppy, from so many years ago. It seemed like forever ago. He was maybe five then. Little Draco ended up crying, and then later after the party yelled by both of his parents. He was supposed to act better then all of those kids. He was cleaner, richer, had purer blood. He shouldn't just have let go into that dog's embrace. Nobody wanted to hear, that he was told to do that. He was supposed to think on his own.
Draco sighed. The woman mistook it for something else. "Yes, those lazy teenagers have nothing better to do, but to go wreck the world. They can't even use the magic right. If it would be my wish, they would stay in school all year long…." Draco just accepted her words. His job was to entertain, to find out as much blackmail on people as possible. But he hated these parties. He was a side freak, nobody took him seriously. They were too busy soaking in their pride. A seventeen year old kid was no match for them, not physically, not mentally. And after all, he was Lucifer's brat. Off coarse he was spoiled. But they were so good, better then him for certain. Draco hated them. He hated his mother and father in the first place. Then he hated those children who laughed at him. Then he hated every self-centered adult that ever came to these parties.
His parents never let him go near that dog. Even after years, when he would walk up to an animal, his parents would tell him "You are too old for this". Somehow he changed. He wanted to be like a normal kid. He wanted to have carefree life like all the others. But he was bound to his parents responsibilities. He could not run from them.
His mind was painted black in color of hate. And there he stood wearing white. His parents tried to make him seem like an angel. When that woman would look at him, he would nod, or show some sort of sign he didn't fall asleep. She was talking of useless stuff. He better go and check on other people. Draco would wish the time would go faster, so he could go in his room and forget all about people. The sun was almost there, it almost hit the spot. He wished he could use magic to move the Sun below the Earth. But there were no spells to do his bidding. One thing he was looking forward was tomorrow, he was leaving for Hogwarts. Another year, his last one it would be. Maybe during this one he would make something of himself worthwhile. But that's what he thought last year and a year before that one. As he played perfect sideshow, Draco imagined himself in his room. His suite case already packed by house elves. His cat, Shadow, seating on his bed waiting for him to return. He would finally relax.
He was still at this party, but his mind was back in the place he actually liked.
phew, second shot at romance story... doesn't looks like it, but... hope you enjoy this.