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RECAP:

(Draco's P.O.V)

Suddenly I heard a voice coming from the shadows. "Oh, young Malfoy there you are!" I spun around recognizing the voice.

"Slade," I growled

Robin jumped up hearing the name, "What are you doing here?"

NOW BACK TO THE STORY!:

(3rd person P.O.V)

"Draco Malfoy's father decided his son never learned his lesson from last time. So he got me to give him a message for him " Slade looked pointedly at Draco who shivered involuntary at the memory of his father's beatings and instinctively rubbed his sore head. "He also told me about this!" Slade pulled out a long silver staff with a green snake wrapped around it. At the top there was a snarling wolf with blood and saliva dripping from his razor sharp fangs.

"No!" Draco gasped and stepped back.

Robin looked back and forth from the two, confused. "What's the big deal? It's only a stick!"

Slade walked closer to Draco, who's back was now up against a wall, ignoring Robin's question. He moved the staff closer to Draco, almost touching him, the Slytherin Prince gulped and trembled slightly.

"Now, now Draco. What would your father say?" Slade grinned evilly under his mask.

"Oh, I think he's more afraid of what I'll do instead!" Lucius Malfoy appeared with a crack, throwing Robin against the floor as he attempted to attack. The Teen Titan groaned and slipped into unconsciousness only to wake up moments later unable to move.

Lucius held out his hand and Slade tossed him the staff. He then advanced towards Draco, menacingly. Draco whimpered as Lucius flipped a strand of blond hair away from his eyes with the staff. His father smiled and stroked his cheek with it almost tenderly, and Draco turned his head away, realizing his mistake after he did it.

Lucius raised the staff and hit his son across the face with it. "Don't turn your head away from me again!' he snapped. Draco tried to hid the tears of pain but a few slipped through unwillingly. He could have slapped himself, crying over that stupid thing, he's been beaten much worse then that before!

"And don't ever cry! Crying shows weakness! And Malfoys are never weak!" Lucius reached for his wand.

"No father! Please no!" Draco sank down on his knees, cowering under his father's gaze.

"Crucio!" Lucius didn't think twice about sending the unforgivable curse towards the platinum blonde teenager.

Soon Draco was doubled over in pain, screaming as he felt like he was being ripped in two. Lucius grinned at the boy's pain while counting down the seconds. 8 minutes and counting. Sighing he took off the curse, if Draco died, he would have no one to torture and that was no fun.

Draco's body relaxed but then tensed up again as he threw up on the floor. He lay there gasping for air, shuddering sharp pains shot through his chest whenever he took a breath, no matter how small. He couldn't move and again threw up, but regretted it as a fresh, new, sharp pain pierced through his entire body.

"Get up," Lucius commanded while Slade stood watching from the sidelines, gruesomely interested in what was unfolding before him. "I said get up!" Lucius' voice rose and he kicked Draco sharply in the stomach, hitting several ribs as well. Draco gagged and threw up painfully, once again, squirming uncomfortably, but slowly staggered up on shaky knees as his vision blurred and doubled.

Draco stood, unsteadily, looking at his father with fear in his eyes. His torn cloak covered in blood and vomit. Draco whimpered again as Lucius dropped his wand, and picked up the staff.

"Please father no," Draco whispered fear shining in his eyes. "Please don't," he whimpered as he pressed himself to the wall.

Lucius showed no indication of hearing him and raised the staff. "Abeo!" he shouted and brought the staff down until it was almost touching Draco's forehead. With a long, painful scream, the young wizard sank down, in a clump on the floor, barely breathing.

"I trust you can take care of this Slade?" Lucius asked as he passed the staff to Slade.

"Yes, as a matter of fact. I'd be delighted to," Slade said, bowing mockingly as he held the staff in one hand and watched Lucius disappear with a crack.

"Robin, how nice to see you awake. I believe Draco needs to talk to you!" Slade laughed evilly as he turned to the horrified youth who had seen the entire ordeal but could do nothing about it since he couldn't move. Suddenly he was released from his invisible binds and relaxed but quickly tensed up again, aware of what was going on in the room.

"No!" Robin yelled helplessly as he tried to run out the door, praying he would make it.

What happened to Draco you may ask. Well that's for me to know and you to find out in the next chappy! Muhahahahaha! Even Nikki doesn't know so review and find out!