Harry Potter shorts and Smuts✨

picture perfect family - Draco Malfoy

⚠️mentions of abuse⚠️

Your pov

Being Draco's sister definitely comes with downsides and challenges and sometimes you want to smack him over the head but at the end of the day he will always be your safe place when you need to cry. You see your family has quite a high reputation to keep up to the public eye and your father expects nothing less from you than to act exactly how he demands or else you'd suffer greatly.
The last time you disobeyed him you were locked in a broom cupboard for what felt like days , it had only been 4 hours but it was horrid , it was dark , cold and silent , the only sound being your shaking sobs and begging to be let out again. Eventually you heard shuffling outside the door and prayed that it was your father ordering someone to let you out , after a few moments you heard your brothers voice muffled by the door.
"Y/n? Are you still in there?" You pressed your ear against the door and sobbed , grateful that your brother had come to speak with you , it helped you keep your sanity in this hellish household during these times.

"Yes Draco I'm still here.....it's so dark...i- I can't see a thing" your brother knew your fear of the dark and you heard him let out a frustrated sigh and plop down on the floor Infront of the door.
"I hate it when he does this to you. It's not fair!" He yelled and pounded on the door once , you let out a whimper at the sudden bang against your ear and he quickly apologised at frightening you , you know he didn't mean to so you said it was okay.
"I know Draco but if you keep shouting then you'll get the same punishment" the air was tense and silent for a moment and you questioned if he was still there.
"OUR FATHER IS A ROTTEN MAN" you yelled out while climbing to his feet and stomping on the floor , you tried to get him to stop but you were powerless behind the heavy wooden door.

The next moments were agonising to your ears as your father had burst into the room and taken his anger out on Draco , you could hear your brother whimper as his body was thrown to the floor and beat with your father's cane , your tears flooded from your eyes like a waterfall but you kept your mouth covered in fear of your punishment getting worse.
The door was suddenly unlocked and flew open as your father commanded you stay where you are , you nodded and complied as the bright lights flooded the small crowded room and burnt your now sensitive eyes that had adjusted to darkness.
Lucius swiftly brought Draco to his feet by pulling his hair roughly , your brother yelped at the stinging sensation and tried to get his father off him , as Lucius pulling Draco's head up you saw a large cut going from his temple down to the corner of his lip that flowed along his cheekbone. You covered your eyes at the sight to help prevent more tears flowing down your cheeks. The sight of your brother wounded broke your heart , what hurt more is that you couldn't stop it and you never could be able to try.

Within seconds Draco was shoved into the closet with you as he fell to his hands and knees , you wrapped your arms around his shaking frame as he collapsed into your lap shaking I'm pain and fear. The door slammed shut and was locked once again , you held your brother close as he sobbed his heart out and clung to you desperately for comfort.
You felt something poke you through his suite jacket and reached into his inside pocket by his chest , his wand. You casted Lumos and the wand gently glowed and let out light , you placed the wand on a shelf above your head and the room was now dimly lit enough for you to see the damage done to yourself and your brother who slowly was starting to sit up again.

"Draco why did you get yourself in trouble? You knew what would happen to you!" You scolded your brother in a quiet voice to avoid being punished again. Your brother looked down at this ring as he fiddled with in on his finger. "I'm sorry for upsetting you but you were alone in the dark , I didn't find it fair that you were all alone and I got to walk about in the light" you smiled sadly at your brother before ruffing up his hair and putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Thank you Draco....your the best brother in the whole world" your smile quickly faded when he looked up at you with a bright smile after your compliment , you saw his bleeding cut and held back your tears the best you could. He noticed what you were staring at and covered the wound with his hand as he hissed in pain at the contact.
You gently moved his hand away and sighed sadly at the sight.
"We need to get away from this family Draco....father's going to end up killing us at this rate" you said as you remembered your body is littered with cuts , bruises and burns from your father's rage.

"I'd love to leave y/n but you know we can't....the whole wizarding world would know if we left , were not a normal nameless family" your brother leaned against the wall and tried to stretch his legs out the best his could in this small room but groaned in annoyance at being unsuccessful. "Well...at least we're going back to Hogwarts tomorrow.... we'll be safe there" you both smile weakly knowing that you just need to wait a few more hours before you were safe from your father for another year. Sadness washed over you as you relaised that Draco would go back to his other personality....a bully , he had a reputation at Hogwarts for being mean , brutal and a jerk but you know the truth , he only acted that way so nobody would get close , so nobody could hurt him like your father did.
It was his defence and because of that...nobody got close to you either in fear that you were just like him , so you spent everyday with your brother and you two were closer than any other siblings you'd met , the following hours consisted of the servants dressing you and Draco up , applying makeup to hide the puffy eyes and bags under your eyes , making you look more alive and healthy than you were for pictures.

You all posed as a loving sweet family for the pictures that would make the daily profit , happy smiles and fake laughs all around as your father boasted about his angels and there perfect grades and how spoilt they were , once everyone left you were send to your rooms for the rest of the night until morning. Your family was perfectly broken but still picture perfect enough to fool everyone into thinking it was healthy.