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511. (song title) Lonely Boy—The Black Keys
Draco sank to the floor in front of the mirror with a sigh. His parents were out for the night, at some ministry function. His dad was an important man, at least that's what he always told Draco.
"I wish he'd tell me I was important instead," he whispered hoping to see them before the house elves put him to bed. Even at five, he knew he would most likely not see either of them tonight. His mother would be there for breakfast, but his father would be at work again.
"Would young Master care for a sweet before bed?" a house elf asked. Draco tried to remember this ones name, but failed.
"No, yes, want to play gobstones?"
"I'm sorry young Master, but I do not know how and your mother instructed for you to be put to bed promptly at seven."
"Will you read me a story then?"
"Mipsy does not know how to read, young Master." Draco sighed. Suddenly he had an idea.
"I could teach you to read! I know a lot of words."
"Mipsy would have to ask permission from Master Malfoy." Draco frowned. His father would never approve.
"Now, off to bed, young Master." Draco climbed into his bed as the house elf pulled the covers over him.
"Good night," he whispered.
"Good night, young Master," Mipsy said. Draco watched her leave wishing she could have at least stayed until he'd fallen asleep. Maybe his mother would play with him tomorrow?