Coming Home
Who: Draco, Lucius, and Narcissa
What: Draco goes by the Manor to escape the psychotic bitch his Aunt and talk to his parents.
Where: Malfoy Manor
When: Wednesday, September 25th (Backdated)
Status: Complete
It had been almost two weeks since Draco had spoken with the two most important people in his life.
Two weeks that he'd been 'taught' by his dear Aunt. And the more time he spent with her, the more he just had to get away. She was supposed to be making him a better Death Eater. Teaching him. All she was doing was giving him insomnia. The little girl… blood dripping down her neck, her face in ruins. Killing the mother… slashing the children’s throats.... It had been a mercy killing, but it had been a killing, nonetheless. His first. His dreams full of the sound a mouthful of flesh makes, when it bounces off someone... a mother....
Draco missed his mother. And his father.
Maybe... maybe that's what he needed. A visit home to center him. Remind him why he was doing this. Spend some time with people who love me, and get away from Bellatrix for a bit.
Taking stock of himself, he picked up his wand from where he'd lain it when he'd returned from the last practice session and tucked it into his pocket. Reverently picking up his broom, he snuck down the back stairs and mounted up, speeding off towards the manor as fast as his broom would take him.
He used the time in the air to think about what he would say to his parents after his almost two week silence, but by the time he arrived, he still had no idea what to say to them.
Alighting on the balcony outside his room, he propped his broom against the Manor wall and stepped into his room, sighing in contentment at the welcoming surroundings, the atmosphere of love that soothed him.
For a moment, he just stood there, eyes closed... feeling like they could be closed for the first time in too, too long.
Centered, he opened the door and proceeded to his father's study, wondering if he'd find him there.
What: Draco goes by the Manor to escape the psychotic bitch his Aunt and talk to his parents.
Where: Malfoy Manor
When: Wednesday, September 25th (Backdated)
Status: Complete
It had been almost two weeks since Draco had spoken with the two most important people in his life.
Two weeks that he'd been 'taught' by his dear Aunt. And the more time he spent with her, the more he just had to get away. She was supposed to be making him a better Death Eater. Teaching him. All she was doing was giving him insomnia. The little girl… blood dripping down her neck, her face in ruins. Killing the mother… slashing the children’s throats.... It had been a mercy killing, but it had been a killing, nonetheless. His first. His dreams full of the sound a mouthful of flesh makes, when it bounces off someone... a mother....
Draco missed his mother. And his father.
Maybe... maybe that's what he needed. A visit home to center him. Remind him why he was doing this. Spend some time with people who love me, and get away from Bellatrix for a bit.
Taking stock of himself, he picked up his wand from where he'd lain it when he'd returned from the last practice session and tucked it into his pocket. Reverently picking up his broom, he snuck down the back stairs and mounted up, speeding off towards the manor as fast as his broom would take him.
He used the time in the air to think about what he would say to his parents after his almost two week silence, but by the time he arrived, he still had no idea what to say to them.
Alighting on the balcony outside his room, he propped his broom against the Manor wall and stepped into his room, sighing in contentment at the welcoming surroundings, the atmosphere of love that soothed him.
For a moment, he just stood there, eyes closed... feeling like they could be closed for the first time in too, too long.
Centered, he opened the door and proceeded to his father's study, wondering if he'd find him there.