Crimes Of The Mind

On This Earth

           I woke up to another day in my miserable life. I got out of bed. It was very jolting to feel the cold marvel floor hit my feet. I slowly trudged to the bathroom and looked in the mirror secretly hoping my hair would be back to normal. It came as no shock to see the same pattern of green and red. I had a flash back to first year.
         
           I put on a nice petticoat and went down to the kitchen. "Hey Mom" I said waiting for a response. I watched as she served all the weasleys breakfast. "Hey mom" I said louder desprate for a response. It was as if she couldn't hear me. I ran out of the kitchen down the path and to the nearest village. I picked up the first box of red hair dye I saw. If my mom loves the Weasley children so much I will look more like them. Then maybe I will be more loved.

           "Draco!" I heard Fred call out. I left my bedroom and hurried to the hall.

              "What do you want copper head blood traitor." I said. Maybe it was uncalled for but you should see the shit they put me through.

                "Dragon head could you politely ask the house elf's to get me breakfast." George ordered.

               I rushed down the stairs and into the kitchens.

                "Look you ratty servants that copper head wants breakfast. So make him the damn food and make it fast!" I shouted at them.

                  They quickly scurried away and got to work. I turned around and saw Fred standing in the door frame. I sighed knowing my punishment.

                "Oy, Georgie get down here and bring the boom box!" Fred shouted to the stairs.

                "Fred you don't have to -" I started.

                 He put his hand on my shoulder and pushed me to the ground. I thought I kind of liked it but pushed the thought away. George put a rag in my hand and got behind me.

                "Scrub streamer head." He said as he put the caset into the slot. "Shit it's jammed" he said taking the caset out. "Well Draco your gonna have to ains it." Fred said kicking my rump.

                "It's a hard-knock life for us
It's a hard-knock life for us. 'Stead of treated We get tricked. 'Stead of kisses . We get kicked" I started.

               "Clean you sparklisous monster." I ragged the floors and continued.

               " It's the hard-knock life
Don't if feel like the wind is always howl'n?
Don't it seem like there's never any light!
Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in?
It's easier than puttin' up a fight
No one's there when your dreams at night get creepy
No one cares if you grow or if you shrink
Empty belly life
Rotten smelly life
Full of sorrow life
No tomorrow life"

              The twins danced behind me air twerking and dancing around occasionally kicking me.

              One of our house elf's scurried up to George with a platter. "For you " he said opening the platter.

             "Later fruit basket." George said walking away Fred trailing close behind.

               I got up and swept of my knees that weren't covered cause I was still in my boxers. I went up to my room and changed into my all-black suit. It was the only thing I felt comfortable in because it matches my persona.

            I went down to my garden to think things over.

           When I was done I came back to my room and put in my tinsel wig. I had another flashback.

           "Mom," I said running into her room. " Look at what I've done to my hair! I need a wig please please please" I begged. She laughed hysterically before saying " okay to may purchase a wig. But you may only get the cheap one. A hot pink tinsel wig." she said looking back to her magazine. "Mom I'm gonna look like an idot." I complained. " Well I hate to break it to you but you've already achieved that. No take it or leave it and get out of my room you rubbish hair is giving me a headache."

          I put on my tinsel wig and went downstairs for a proper meal. "Are the twins down here?" I asked Percy who was leaned against the sink."I'm afraid not they've gone out." Percy said leaving the kitchen.

           I walked to the back of the kitchens and started cooking. Believe it or not I love to cook it's one of my hobbies. I finished my good and went upstairs to sulk for the rest of the day.

                 "MY...LIFE...IS...SHIT... " I screamed into my pillow.