RECKLESS ; D.M

13. The task

October 29th

Draco POV:

"Father?" I gasped as I got up from the bed.

Whenever I saw him I felt nauseous...nervous, my blood went cold, my heart started to race.
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"Stop please STOP! Father no please...."

Those colourless grey eyes cut straight into mine. I knew what was going to come.

His hand gripped his cane, I could see his muscles tensing. The snake head at the top of it stared at me as of it was mocking me.

Telling me I'm nothing. A failure. That I would never live up to my fathers standards. I was weak.

I couldn't do anything to defend myself, nothing.
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Staring into his dull stone cold brought back the memories. The pain. The torture. A never ending alarm of failure shot through me every time I saw him.

Bringing back each memory, flashing through my mind. The sight of him infront of me always haunted me. Scared me.

"Draco" he let out in an intense voice, walking closer up to me.

"Y-yes.." I say in a stutter. He was the only person that brought me fear. I never felt safe around him.

I never will safe around him. The word father doesn't even feel right anymore.

"It's time, you have to get closer to her now." The task, I had to fulfill the task.

"He's coming Draco, to go ahead with the plan you need to get close to her, if you complete this task I will be proud to call you my son." He said it, the word. My son. He never called me his son, I've been a failure to him all his life, he didn't care. He never did.

I wouldn't want to be his son after everything that he has done, but if I don't do this task he would kill me.

"I'll get closer to her" I muttered turning my head away from him.

Her. Eleanor Riddle. I have to get close to her now, I want to push her away but I can't.

I twist my head back to the door to see he has gone, he left.

He brought so much anger and rage to me, I couldn't show him emotion or less I would be a failure.

This time I was going to do the task and g-get it done.

Eleanor POV:

The light shot through the window waking me up. I opened up my eye rubbing the inner corners with my index finger.

I roll to the side of the bed to see it was 8am and I had an hour to get ready.

I took the sheets off me and got out of the bed.

My uniform hung up in my closet ready for me to put on.

As I zipped up my skirt I walked into the bathroom to get washed.

Last night, the astronomy tower, Draco. That was all that was on my mind.
Why did he leave? What did I do?

I continued to wash.....
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"Why can't I touch you? Why?" I let out in annoyance, he never let me touch his chest.