My Father will Hear About This (HP)

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283 words. Trigger Warning: Abuse

Draco's POV
     As soon as Professor Lupin said our worst fears would appear, I knew one of two people would appear; the Dark Lord or my father. I would never admit to anyone I was scared of them, so I made fun of the professor. To make it worse, he wouldn't let Potter go. Surely if they'd seen the Dark Lord from Potter, it wouldn't be a suprise coming from me.
     "Mr. Malfoy, why don't you go?" Professor Lupin said, pushing Potter back for a fifth time.
     I didn't say anything, but walked over to the wardrobe. I closed my eyes and took a breath. I heard people gasp and opened my eyes to see my father standing in front of me. He stepped forward and lifted his cane. I covered my head and he scoffed.
     "I have enough of a boy to be an heir." He said, lowering his cane. "Put your arms down."
     "Draco, Riddikulus!" Someone behind me shouted. I barley heard them.
     I put my arms by my sides as my father pointed his wand at me. He didn't get a chance to curse me before Professor Lupin pushed me out of the way. The giant orb replaced my father.
     "Riddikulus." The professor shouted. Then he locked the wardrobe back.
     Everybody looked at me in pitty. I pushed my way to the door. I turned around and looked at them.
     "M-my father will h-hear about this." I said.
     "Mr. Malfoy, I'm sorry. I didn't-" Professor Lupin started.
     I didn't listen to what he had to say. I walked out of the classroom and back to the Slythren dorms. My father most definately would not be hearing about this.

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