"Draco" addressed Lucius, as Draco entered his office.
Draco stood before his father, and took a seat in front of his desk. Lucius was checking over papers delivered from the Ministry, as always bringing his work home.
"I see you've healed, Ivory come along then" stated Lucius, a small chuckle being given afterward.
"Yes, she did" replied Draco.
Lucius at Draco, his eyes finally leaving his work - he smirked.
"Finally became a man then?" assessed Lucius.
"I do not know what you're implying" stated Draco, ignoring his father's comment.
"I've fucked many women Draco, you needn't lie to me...felt good, didn't it? Taking control of something so delicate, and then riding the shit out of it" implied Lucius, a smirk appearing on his face.
Draco's mind continued to flick back to the moment that he, and Ivory had shared. He felt his cock twitch, and he attempted to remain in control of himself. There was no way in hell, his father would make him react this way - to Ivory especially. Of course, he had found her impressive during that time, but he would not allow his perspective to be altered by someone like Lucius - his proclaimed father.
"Shut up-" growled Draco, through gritted. "You don't know anything about her" he stated.
"I know you wanted her Draco, as badly as I've wanted women in the past" responded Lucius.
"My relationship with Ivory will never have anything, or any involvement with you" hissed Draco, standing from his chair, and heading to the Office door.
"Unless she becomes pregnant, then you will remember who's house it is you're living under - that is if you don't already have a plan" Lucius retrorted, then smirking.
"I will - and I'll be a much better father, then you were to me" responded Draco, cruelly - knocking Lucius' smirk from his face.
"Draco" called Lucius as Draco began to exit, leaving the office door open.
"Draco" Lucius called out again.
He began to become angry.
"DON'T YOU DARE TURN YOUR BACK ON ME" yelled Lucius.
However, when Lucius came to the front of his office, Draco was gone.
Later on, Daffodil came into Lucius' office, to only find the miserable man drinking himself to death. His desk chair, green, and fancy - as well as, had it's back turned to her. However, she could see the top of Lucius' head, and the hand that held his scotch glass clearly visible.
'Thursday' Daffodil rolled her eyes.
"Lucius...dear, what's wrong" asked Daffodil.
Though she was enraged with him, she noted his fretful disposition. If he was listening, perhaps he'd respond. Only after he'd finished the remainder of his glass, and from the sound of it - poured another glass, did he respond -...
"My own son despises me" spoke Lucius plainly.
'I don't exactly blame him' Daffodil thought.
"Where the hell is the truth in all of this?" stated Lucius standing up, and waddling drunkly.
Lucius paused looking at the fireplace inside of his office.
"Not only do me and Draco not have a 'father-son' relationship, but all chances of us ever having one are completely...Demolished" hissed Lucius tossing the glass into the fire, and causing the fire to explode and react in a green flame color.
"There is still a chance Lucius, turn yourself...allow the truth to come out" Daffodil voiced.
"Truth? Where's the truth? No one wants to believe what happened that night" stated Lucius.
"What night Lucius" questioned Daffodil, softly.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you" replied Lucius.
"I married a man who showed me, that nargles exist...try to tell me what happened" explained Daffodil.
"Me and Narcissa were in the house, we were having a great time...it was Thursday, and we were dancing about. Draco wasn't home, Narcissa kept breaking glasses. Together we laughed, and sang old songs-" Lucius paused, and Daffodil looked at his eyes - noticing the remorse, and deep sorrow.
"Then he arrived!...and he tried to kill her" stated Lucius.
Daffodil's eyes widened, that was true sorrow in Lucius' eyes. It was not a fake emotion,as he'd once showed others.
"Who" breathed Daffodil.
Lucius began to cry lightly, and then crumbled to the floor.
"Who Lucius! Who" Daffodil cried to Lucius, moving toward him.
"I swear I couldn't do it! He made me! I never wanted you to get hurt" Lucius sobbed.
Now he was talking about her...what was he meaning?
"Lucius look at me! Who did it! What happened" yelled Daffodil.
Lucius' eyes widened with fear, and Daffodil turned to look at what was the cause. Daffodil fell to the ground, moving backwards cautiously.
"Oh my god" breathed Daffodil.
Lucius was moving clumsily away from the figure as well, as his eyes looked towards Daffodil. He smirked, a snake moving beside him, coming to meet his icy blue hand.
"Good evening Daffodil" spoke the icy chilled voice of the man.
A/N: *gasp* who ever that be? Hmmmm...eheheheh :) guess you'll have to wait. You can vote who you think it is on a poll I'm putting up :)
-MadmoiselleIvory
