Redemption | Drarry

003: Inheritance pt.2 (Draco)

July 31st, 11:50pm

Draco sat in his room over by his desk, putting the finishing touches on his Flitwick's assignment that he decided to do last since it was not as much as the rest. He put a full stop on his last sentence before setting the quill down gently next to the parchment.

Why would they give them assignments as much as this if the summer holiday was meant to be for relaxation? Didn't they think they needed some type of rest after that had happened during the school year? That school was absolutely ridiculous.

He stretched his stiff limbs and let out a yawn before glancing at the wall clock and seeing that it was 11:51pm. "That's my queue." He muttered to himself. He packed his supplies and brushed his teeth. He was far too tired to take a bath so he went to bed after changed into his night attire.

As he was making his way up to his bed, a wave of pain had crashed on him. It felt as though a dozen Crucio's had been cast upon him. A feeling all too familiar. It felt the same as when Dumbledore had once used it on him; Unbearable.

His voice stuck in his throat, as his eyes watered. He grabbed unto his bed post and the blacked out. When he woke up the next day, he was in his bed, hair sticking on his forehead due to sweat. The door creaked open gently, only to reveal his mother, Narcissa, walking in with his breakfast.

"Draco dear!! You're awake!!" She exclaimed as she placed the tray down on the desk beside his bed. "W-what happened?" He managed to croak out of his dry throat. Narcissa handed him a glass of water, "I heard a noise come from your room late at night, so I came to check on you. When I knocked, you didn't answer so I walked in and found you on the floor." Narcissa narrated, her voice expressing her worry.

Draco drank the water as he tried to wrap his head around what had happened. It could have been exhaustion but that was unlikely. He had a healthy sleeping schedule as far as he knew. "You went into your inheritance dear." Narcissa explained.

Draco just looked at her with confusion, "My Inheritance?"

She let out a sigh and explained, "I'm sure you know all about inheritances since Lucious wouldn't shut up about it. But as to what you could be I have no idea. Either a Veela like me and your dad or a Neko like you Grandmother since those two are more in family-line."

"Then there is a matter of Submissive or Dominant-"Draco had cut her off, "I have to be a Dominant, that's what father always said."

"Yes, but your scent says otherwise. Don't let your father overtake your life and way of thinking. I will support you no matter your position." Draco's mood have been soured at the prospect of him being a Submissive.

He always thought of himself as a Dominant, no matter the circumstances. He was happy that his mother was supportive but that did not change the fact that he was helpless in terms of power.

He released distressing Hormones that was obviously scaring Narcissa. She was about to speak but was interrupted by the sudden opening of the door. "A sub in danger!" It was clear that Lucious was not in control, but his inner Dom, Levi.

Levi exclaimed with worry as he let out immense waves of Hormones. Draco whimpered and snuggled up beside Narcissa to seek comfort from the clearly harmful Dom.

"Levi Stop!! You're scaring him!! I tell you later, leave!!" Levi stood in place, shocked, for a moment beside scurrying away from the livid Narcissa. If anyone could calm Draco down it was her inner Veela, Flora.

Narcissa gave Flora control and left it to her, "Honey, look at me, it's okay. He's gone, it's just us. He wouldn't hurt you, okay? He just cares, like any other Dom. They tend to get feisty when a sub is in distress." Flora reassured him calmly as she stroked his hair gently.