Our Complicated Love.

Broken cabinets

 Draco,

I'm very dissapointed that I haven't heard from you about the cabinet. The dark lord is starting to question your loyalty! I'm coming to school to check on your progress tomowrrow, but that fool Dumbledore thinks I have a meeting with him!

Meet me at the front entrance at 8:30 , don't be late.

Father.

Malfoy clutched the note in his hand and it wrinkled. He got the note yesterday at dinner. It was now almost 8:30 and he would have to meet his Father soon. What was he supposed to tell him? That he hadn't finished the cabnet? Surely not, his Father would kill him! If the dark lord didn't get to him first....

Malfoy felt a headhache coming on. The cabnet coudn't be fixed! It was impossible. He had tried. He didn't want to do this anymore! He did at the begginning of the year, but now he didn't. All he wanted to do was stare at a bushy haired know it all.... 

But he couldn't sop fixing the cabnet. If he did, he would kill his family. What was supposed to happen after he fixed the cabinet and the death eaters got into the school? Was he supposed to live his life as a deatheater servant? No, he didn't want to. He wanted his own life.

8:25, he should start walking down just in case.

He stood up from his chair in the fireplace and grabbed his cloak. He  left the dungeons and made his way up to the front entrance, where his Father stood waiting, his long blond hair neatly pulled back.

" Ah, Draco." He father said.

" Father" Malfoy nodded his head, no breaking eye contact.

" Come!" His Father said, and started leading him around the side of the castle.

Once the got to the side where you could only see the lake, his Father spun around.

" Why is it not finished Draco!" He hissed.

Draco gupled." It will be" He said.

" I don't believe you! Do not lie to me! You are no closer to finishing it then you were the last time I saw you!" His Fathers voice started rising in volume. 

" It can't be fixed!" Malfoy said with a desperate tone in his voice."I tried!" 

" Well then you didn't try hard enough!" His father said. " And tell me, Draco, why I was able to have a meeting with a well Dumbledore? hmm? why haven't you completed that part of your task yet?" His Father was seething in anger at Malfoy. 

Malfoy felt his stomach drop. He had almost forgotton that pat of his task. He couldn't murder. He couldn't. 

" I-I don't know." Malfoy hung his head. 

" You don't know?"His father whiper screeched.

Before Malfoy could respond, he suddenly heard the beautiful sound he loved ot hear. He glanced up and saw Granger at the lake, arms linked with Harry and Ron, a smile on her face as she laughed. He saw Ron's ears go red and suddenly  Malfoy was furious. Furious and jealous.

" What are you looking at?"His Father asked. He turned around and saw what Malfoy had been staring at.

" You were looking at a Mudblood!?" He whisper screeched again. 

" How dare you set eyes upon such a disgusting animal!" 

" She's not a mudblood!" Malfoy whisper yelled. Suddenly, he knew he had made a mistake. But he couldn't help himself in defending her.

His Father was silent. This was a very  bad sign.

Suddenly he spoke. " You are a filthy disgrace to the Malfoy name. You will not look at that mudblood again! You will have that cabnet fixed soon, or else there will be no mudblood to look at. Pretty soon, there will be no filthy mudbloods in the world to look at!" He laughed a small evil laugh.

" I will be back in a month, and if it is not fixed, you know what he will do!" The older Malfoy spun around on his heel and left, black robes billowing out from behind his as he left.

Malfoy watched him leave, before his attention was brought back to a bushy haired girl laughing with her friends. 

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" So here are your new lists! They change every month so I expect no complaining!" Katie said and she handed out the new shedules for the prefects.

Malfoy grabbed his schedule and look at ithe had 2 rounds a week, one with another Slytherin, and one with .... oh great! Granger! Malfoy thought. It was just his luck that after his Father told him he wasn't supposed to lay eyes on her again that he would get rounds with her. He looked over at her and saw her frowning, talking to Harry. Looks like she didn't like her schedule so much. Probably because he was on it. He looked back at his schedule He had the fifth corridor with Granger tonight. 

So that was about an hour after the meeting.

" Alright everyone, that's all we needed to say!" Roger ushered everyone iut the door. 

Malfoy was just getting up to leave when he felt a small hand grab his arm. He looked down and saw a pink faced Granger.

" Uhm.., I was just wondering if you wanted to meet at the front entrance to start our rounds? It's that's okay?" She asked timidly.

" Yeah that's fine" He nodded and walked away. He still at tingles going up his arm from where her small hand held it.

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