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Warning: This story will contain spanking
Author's Note: I am very sorry for not being active for so long. A lot of problems happened in my personal life. However, I did write a lot while I was away, so I will be posting more often. I promise, I will get back to Master, but after coming back I have no recollection of where I was planning to take that. However, I know you didn't come here for a really long author's note. Please, enjoy the story!
Draco Malfoy stood in the middle of the sitting room in Malfoy manor staring in shock and horror at his father and his father's "mate" thinking for the hundredth time that night, Why me!?
Lucius Malfoy stood by his mate and stared down at his son's horrified expression. While he found absolutely no amusement in his son's horror he couldn't help but chuckle slightly at the expression on his face, but stopped immediately when he felt his mate glare at him.
"Come now Draco, my son, you knew this would happen. I did tell you about the Malfoy family holding the Veela line, meaning I would someday hopefully find my true mate." Lucius couldn't help but smile as he said this.
"Yes, father, but not to him of all people!" Draco yelled, thinking yet again Why me!?
"Draconis Lucian Malfoy, you will not raise your voice to your father. You will speak calmly or not at all."
Draco stared at his father's mate in disbelief. "You're not the boss of me! And you are definitely NOT my father!"
That was the last straw for Lucius, "He is now, Draconis. And you know better than to yell. Neither of us will tolerate that. You may not like it, but he is my mate, making him your father as well, and you WILL show him the same respect you show me. Now, I do believe you know the punishment for raising your voice, and so you will finally understand where we stand; I do believe my mate will give it to you."
Now Draco KNEW he was in hell. Why me!?
As he watched his father's mate sit in the chair, and not just any chair, THE chair; the chair specifically used for the most hated punishment in the Malfoy household and pat his knee he knew he had enough. Knowing he would probably be in worse trouble, but not thinking clearly, Draco ran out of the room ignoring the shouts of his father and ran straight to his room.
Lucius watched his son leave the room and went to go after him when he felt a hand on his wrist pull him to a halt, and he stared right into the intense angry eyes of one Harry Potter.