"Gentlemen and ladies." Draco said entering the board room of directors.
"Mr. Malfoy." A string of men and women said in corporate suits.
"How are you today?" a woman asked.
"How I am doing today is not relevant to what we will be speaking today. Please take a seat." Draco said motioning for them to sit down. Everyone sat down and Draco started to talk about the fees and special tours and offers of the next Quidditch World Cup.
"What about advertisement Mr. Malfoy? This year's World cup should be as big as the last. We've gotten letters from possible sponsors-"
"Yes, yes, we'll deal with that later, but first-" Draco was interrupted by someone who opened the door. Everyone turned around to see Draco's personal assistant looking incredibly sorry for disrupting. "This better be good." Draco warned seeing the flash of fear come across his personal assistant's face.
"Your son…Alcaeus, he hasn't shown up in school today."
Draco frantically ran through Alcaeus's school, asking various teachers and students if they had seen him. "No sir, I'm afraid he hasn't shown up today. He never made it to my Math class." The teacher said. Draco ran a hand through his hair and looked around helplessly as his personal assistant and secretary made frantic phone calls to the Ministry and other officials who would help search for Alcaeus.
"Also Mr. Malfoy, today we were supposed to hand the children their progress report to their parents. Your son never came today so here is his." The teacher said. Draco looked at the envelope that contained Alcaeus's grades and let out an angry sigh. This was why Alcaeus didn't come to school. He didn't want his father to see his grades. Draco opened the envelope and saw the expected. He failed everything.
Draco thanked the teacher and left off to find his son. He ran around the entire province of England in search of his son and a note finally made its way to him, informing him that his son was home, unharmed. Draco ran to the Malfoy Manor and walked up the stairs as the maids and butlers told him what had happened.
"He was in his room the entire time, sleeping." An old maid said. Out of all the places in the world, Draco forgot to look in the obvious. He was so busy thinking of the worst case scenarios at different places or attractions, his mind wasn't working properly. He was worried out of his mind and wouldn't be surprised if he grew a head full of gray hair tomorrow. Draco pushed the door open to see Alcaeus sitting on his bed, fresh awoken from sleep. Draco walked swiftly over and grabbed him by the arm.
"You bloody skipped school just so you didn't have to give me your progress report? What am I going to do with you Alcaeus?!" Draco asked, picking him up and making him stand. Alcaeus trembled as he looked at his father with fear, who right now looked scarier than the monster that he thought was hiding in his closet.
"I looked everywhere for you! And you were here! Right here!" Draco said shaking him. Alcaeus didn't respond and Draco pushed him. "Please don't tell me you've turned mute too with all the other problems you've got. You failed again and you have the nerve to cut school. It seems as if I've been spoiling you lately. I've taken you to everywhere you wanted but you couldn't give me a passing grade in anything. You haven't even passed Physical Education damn it! What is wrong with you? Do you know what I go through when your teachers tell me that you have to go to special classes? They think you're mentally retarded Alcaeus! My son is anything but mentally retarded. Do you understand?" Draco asked dragging him to the study.
"Father please! Please! Don't hit me! I don't know, I don't know!" Alcaeus said trying to break free from his father's grip. Draco only got angrier and shoved him into the study. He hated to do this but he had to. Alcaeus was being more than mischievous and his bad habits could only be straightened if he received a thorough beating like Draco had in his childhood. He took a metal ruler and hit Alcaeus in places where it hurt the most. Draco struck Alcaeus's little hands and hit his feet as well. He swung at his buttocks and arms and asked if Alcaeus was ever going to misbehave again.
"No!" Alcaeus said shuddering in his tears.
Draco threw the ruler aside and picked up Alcaeus by the collar. "I'm going to make sure you pass this year. You better start getting your act together Alcaeus, no more fooling around or the next time I will definitely send you to an orphanage. I don't need a son that can't be serious about his studies." Draco said. He got up, turned around and left, leaving Alcaeus on the floor of the study, crying, wet from the top to bottom with tears and urine.