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A few years later.
A little Draco was sitting in front of a burning place and quietly singing a little song, While his father brushed his hair
"Bring back what once was mine
Heal what has been hurt
Change the fates design
Save what has been lost
Bring back what once was mine
What once was mine"
"Um...father" the little boy said " Why can't I go outside"
"The outside is a horrible place with selfish and rude people in it" the father said "You must stay here with me where you are safe" he continued explaining "Do you understand flower?"
"Yes father" the boy said to his father nodding in respond.
A few years later(Draco is seventeen)
Draco was looking around the house for his little friend Crabby they were playing hide and sick. They were passing time till father comes back. Draco find the little chameleon on the side of the only window in the tower
"I find you Crabby"
The poor little chameleon was surprised that he fell on the floor and that made Draco giggles a little then went down, took him and put him on his shoulder
"Do you want to play again?"
Crabby nod a little bit. "What do you want to do?"
The chameleon pointed to window. "You know I can't I like it inside and so are you" Draco sighed "Come on I need to start cleaning now it's 7 a.m"
Draco sing a sang while cleaning with Crabby. When he finished he sat down and start reading some books. That was how he always spend his days in the tower. When he get tired of reading he puts the books away and start painting on the wall. The empty places on the wall where just a few. He just loved drawing. But it was a little hard because there was not that much of a space like it used to when he was little.
Now that he was going to turn 18 he thought that his father will let him go outside "I'll just ask him if only once I can go outside with him. " said the boy in a hopeful toon.
