Dron, Our Story

The Letter

Dracos POV

I sigh while fixing my hair. Im in my bathroom, getting ready for lessons. I look at myself, looks good. I grab my bag and head out. I walk by the couches in the common room when I suddenly hear a high pitched voice call my name. "Draco!" I turn around and feel someone cling on my arm. "Hi Dray!" Pansy says and smiles widely. "Oh hey Pans" I reply. "You going to breakfast?" She asks and I nod. "Lets go together" She says. I nod, so we go to the Great Hall. We walk through the nearly empty corridors, since everyones already in the Great Hall. Once we reach it, we enter and sit down at our Slytherin Table. I take a cup of dark coffee and drink it. Im not hungry. Blaise sists by us and we talk about the upcoming game againts Gryffindors. "We are going to whoop their asses" Blaise says and we laugh. Its in 3 Days and me being the seeker, I have stress about it, I cannot let Potter get the snitch. That would be so embarrasing for me. A few minutes later, the one and only Golden Trio walk in. They sit at their usual seat and the Weasel immediatley starts shoving food in his mouth. Gross. I heard rumors sayings hes joined the Gryffindor Team as a Keeper. Im excited to see him fail miserably at playing. I smirk at the thought. After 10 minutes, me and a few other Slytherin head to our first class. Time Skip. I enter my last class, potions with Gryffindors, making me wrench in annoyance. I sit down at my usual seat with Blaise. After a few minutes, the lesson starts and Snape walks in and starts teaching. I hold my chin on my hand and sigh. After about 25 minutes, A black and grey owl burts into the room and flies around, holding a letter. I look at it and realise, its our family owl. It flies to me and drops the letter in my hands and flies away. Snape gives me a glare and continues teaching. I look at the letter in my hands and realise its from my father. I gulp nervously. Shit, he never writes to me during the day... Time skip. The lessons finishes and I put the letter in my bag and head to dinner. I eat dinner in my usual spot with the Slytherins and after a while leave. Pansy insists to go with me but I refuse. "I have to do something, alone" I say to her sharply. I leave the Great Hall with hundreds of students and go to the nearest bathroom, which thankfully has no people in it. I open my bag and take the letter. Me and my Father never had a good relationship. He was always at work and even when he was home, he would always scream and sometimes hit me because I didnt reach his standards. I eventually managed to always be the man he wants me to be, emotionless, rude, smart and of course a blood hater. If I dared to talk about mudbloods he would sometimes slap me. I feel slight tears form in my eyes thinking about the memories. I take a deep breathe. I unfold the letter slowly and begin to read. "Draco Lucius Malfoy. Two days ago I recieved a letter from the man I hate most, Dumbledore. He wrote to me saying you have low grades in Transformation. I did not raise a stupid disgrace. I raised a smart man, not a brainless man. I excpect you to raise those grades to 100 in a week, if you dont, I will come to Hogwarts and have a nice talk with you. From Lucius Malfoy" I finish reading the letter and realise tears are rolling on my face. Fuck. I wipe them away with my sleeve. I crunch the letter in my hand and shove it into my bag. Last time, in year 2, I failed one of my OWLS exams. Father went to Hogwarts and I got nicely beat up and a heavy lecture. I will never forget the moment. I was so, so scared of my own Father. I wash my face with the tap water when suddenly "Are you okay?" I hear a deep voice ask by the doors. I look up suprisingly and I see Weasley. Hes standing by the door, almost leaning on it. His hands are in his pockets and hes staring at me.