♡AN:Incase anyone is confused this chapter is from Draco's point of view and for this whole story it's going to be on and off POV's between the two boys. This whole story is set after the war. Some chapters contain minor mature content references including abuse and sexual acts/rape and strong language. I'll give you a '💢' if there are scenes of abuse, '♨️' if there are any Unwanted sexual assault (rape), and an ' ⭕️' for Self harm. In this chapter there are only harmful mentions of self harm and sexuality. If you want to listen to music in the background I recommend listening to Waves
by Dean Lewis. I'll give you a '✩' to when you should start playing the song. If you listen to it in the background softly you'll find it gives the story much more effect. Enjoy!!♡
"Draco?" A voice called from downstairs.
"Draco dear, where are you my little dragon?" It called again.
A 7 year old Malfoy came running down the stairs.
"Yes mum?"
"It's 'mother' dear, anyways luscius isn't here I was thinking we could do something fun." Narcissa said.
She watched as the little ones face glow up in happiness, "brooms?" He asked.
She nodded, "if that's what you want dragon."
"But father said..." the younger one started.
"Your father isn't here." She said plainly.
Narcissa acciod the broom, a nimbus 2000 and held her hand out for her son to hold. He gladly took it and they both walked out back of the manor. Once fresh air of the beautiful summer day hit them she handed him the broom.
"Be careful my little dragon." She told her little blond boy.
He nodded his head, took the broom and walked over to the nearby tree and jumped. Narcissa sat down on the grass beneath her and watched her son as he mounted the broom and took off into the air. She smiled, Lucius would never have allowed his child to be so carefree like this so it was the little moments that she had to make for her 7 year old. Minutes passed and she found herself thinking about what would become of her little blonde boy and what he would be when he grew up. She knew he had fancied being an Auror but she saw potential in him becoming a healer.
All of a sudden a crash was heard and a cry rang through the air. Narcissa quickly got up to the nearby tree where the crash was heard from, only to find her in precious child surrounded by branches, leaves, and shat wood. A wound covering his kneecap, blood not oozing but instead stayed clung on his pale skin. Narcissa sought to her son who was trying to hold back his tears.
"Oh love, where does it hurt?" She asked, bending down to him.
"My k-knee." He hoarsely said.
"I-just stay here I'll go grab some bandages." She spoke softly, cursing herself for not having her wand with her.
She disappeared inside the manor leaving her child to tend to his own matters.
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Fanfiction*Completed* Omg guys I went back and tried re-reading this and I cringed. I couldn't even finish it 😭 I'm so sorry 😭 thank you for reading though! 😭 "And at the end of the day, you can either focus on what's tearing you apart or what's keeping y...
