Chapter 14: Family is such a drag…
Draco showed his identification to the bored Auror at the desk. The Auror barely looked at it being very familiar with Draco returned it and waved him in. Draco thanked him and walked down the dark stone corridor barely paying attention to where he went, he knew this path very well, as he was preoccupied with thoughts of the company and when he could not stop their intrusion, Ginny.
He finally reached the large door that led to the Death Eater wing on either side of which stood two Aurors. The Auror on the left lifted his wand and waved it at the door. The door slowly swung inward and the Auror stepped into the room Draco following him silently into an open room on the right. He walked in and took a seat at the only table in the room and waited while they brought his father.
Lucius Malfoy walked in his head held high a sneer held firmly on his lips, completely disregarding the fact that he wore the pink robes that were required of the Death Eater prisoners. Although Draco had seen these several times he could barely stop himself from laughing out loud. Lucius sat gracefully down on the chair in front of him and glared at Draco.
"Hello, Father!" Draco said cheerfully.
"Wipe that ridiculous smile of your face! I see no reason why you should be so happy not while your father is forced to wear these ridiculous garments and imprisoned in this ridiculous place and your mother is off gallivanting with who knows how many men where she can't be reached!"
"She's not gallivanting; she's still in France on holiday shopping and having tea and I spoke to her this morning she asked me to tell you that she loves you."
"If your mother loved me she'd come visit, I have not seen the woman in three months!"
"It's not as if you're going anywhere," Draco said unable to stop himself.
"No thanks to you, you blood traitor!" His father began and Draco rolled his eyes and sat back in the chair wondering when exactly Carwin would be done with his investigation. "mudbloods in the company" he heard and nodded Dan still hasn't stopped by, "didn't risk everything so my own son would betray me," next time I should bring a photograph of Salazar sitting on his desk chair that'll get him going, "my own son, a muggle lover!"
"Dad, you've got to change your tune if you hope they let you out of here sooner. The "mudbloods" helped you out. If it wasn't for the "blood traitor", Potter, and his soft, gooey heart and his "disgusting" muggle ideas you'd have gotten your soul sucked out by a Dementor. So if you want your next parole hearing to go better than your last one," Draco said remembering the Auror's face when his father had spit on it, "you better start embracing it all."
"You're just saying that 'cause you've been brainwashed. That telefusion"
"television"
"was used to damage what little brain you had left and now that your cavorting with that Weasley girl-"
"I almost forgot, I've got to go pick her up, we're going to go cavorting off to Athens," Draco said standing up and practically running out of the room, "see you Dad!"
A/N: Sat, May 7, 2004.